inglouriously: (Ten: I've read this fic)
 So...I wrote a thingy. It's smutty. You have been warned.

WHO: Jean-Baptiste Girard and Léonie Lefébvre
WHAT: Doin' stuuuff.
WHERE: Jean's apartment
WHEN: Sometime in the near past, I would imagine.
WARNINGS: Sexy tiems. Also, possibly sketchy French. Sorry.

Je te veux. )

inglouriously: (most ardently)
Who: Edgar Hunt
What: Brooding, what else?
Where: Wales
When: 1994, immediately following vault713.com/rpg/viewtopic.php.
Warnings: Moping.


Normally after yet another long, relatively uneventful day at the office, Edgar would go home, make himself dinner, and kick back with a good book. Tonight, however, was a different story. No, you're passing your prime. )
inglouriously: (Aldo Raine)
Chanella and Scott fluff. Set a few months into the future. I was bored.


The story. )