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The recent fandom wank induced D: and I don't want to think about it because then I'll go around with a frowny face and I hate frowny faces (mine or someone else's) so I won't talk about it except to just say that it makes my heart sad (like this: /♥\ )

So, my third (and final) piece of art for BBB got posted a couple of days ago. It's for the story Dreaming of Manhattan and you can find it here. Jon/Spencer is not my favourite pairing, but this story was really nice and drawing for it was easy. Once again, I'm more happy about something inconsequential like the dishcloths than anything else. I fail.

(Speaking of BBB, There are so many beautiful stories and I have so little time that I've kind of fallen behind. Good thing that Summer has just begun.)

Oh, hey. Check out

milenaa's beautiful art inspired by Nearly Witches (she warns for gore!)

Also, I've yet to read the story, but the fanart

wethepainted did for Like Yellow Does On Blue is up. Go look at it and leave her nice feedback :)

I'm starting to think that I may have signed up for too many bigbang thingies (

bandgirlsbang,

boxofmagic and I've been meaning to sign up for

bigbangitalia). The good thing is that they aren't too close to one another, so I should have enough time to work on them and give them the time they deserve.

At the moment I'm working on some fabric painting. One of my sister's friends commissioned me 3 t-shirt (one of which must be like the "free your mind" one with all the tentacles I did way back). He came up to me and said "My cat is crazy. She eats all my bedsheets and t-shirts and uderwears. I swear to you, my wardrobe is practically empty. I need you to make me some tees again. Oh, by the way, hi! How are you?" Logical, right? If only he hadn't a girlfried already...

Anyway, WASP (ahahah We Are So Purring has a cool acronym!) is kind of laying there, looking at me as if to say "So, what are you going to do with me?" and I've been meaning to go back to it and at least write a bit more, but cat!Ryan is not co-operating. To get my head into cat-mode I doodled some Merlin!Cats (I thought that a fandom change might be good) because

toodelicious asked me to some time ago. I'm going to post them tomorrow (maybe).
Anyway, ask me something about WASP? Maybe writing snippets will help me to get into writing mode...

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Ahahah, "one track mind" is totally understandable when it come to kitties :D

So, Spencer takes his nap inside the house. The sofa is soft, the air is not too hot and there's a sunray that hits the sofa cushion just so. Or, well, he used to take his nap inside.
Since the Hydrangea Incident he's wary of leaving Brendon alone in the garden. Ryan is no help at all, way too busy trying to impress Jon to keep an eye out for Brendon, and Jon is a stray cat and is not always around. Spencer can't take the risk. It's almost Summer and the flowers in the garden are all blooming and yes, Brendon promised him he wouldn't eat things just because they're pretty anymore, but what if he accidentally swallow something? Or what if those mice Brendon talks to convince him to taste some of the doctored cheese the Old Beckett use to keep the rats out of his hen pen? So, that is why he's taken to lounge in the garden instead of taking his afternoon nap.
At first he just stayed on the flat stone just outside the kitchen backdoor, but he soon discovered that Brendon liked to run around and go on "adventures" behind the hedge and the bushes lining the backyard, which meant that Spencer had to relocate under the tree on the far side, where he's able to see pretty much anything.
Spencer knows that Brendon would prefer for Spencer to join him in his little adventures, but after the first couple of times Brendon asked and Spencer refused, he stopped trying to engage Spencer in his afternoon activities. Until now, that is.

"What are you doing?" Spencer doesn't get it. He came out of the kitchen like he's been doing for the past week and Brendon was brushing the grass covering Spencer's spot under the tree with a concentration that he's never seen him show.

"I'm brushing the grass" is Brendon answer.

Well, "I can see that. But. Why?"

Brendon's paws slow in their movements and he glance at Spencer "Well, I know you come out here to keep me company, and I know that you usually take your nap now. I noticed that you never lay down unless you're on the flat stone and I didn't know why and then I thought about it and it's because of your fur, right?" he looks at Spencer from behind his whiskers "You don't want to get things stuck in it because it's painful to tear out... so I thought I'd clean the patch of grass you use so you can lay down" he looks down and stops stroking the blades, now organized in a cross-hatching pattern.

Spencer doesn't know what to say. He figures he's better with actions anyway.

He brushes past Brendon, lays down on the carefully arranged grass and looks at Brendon. And then he swipes Brendon's paws out and makes him fall down next to himself.

"You must be tired. Take a nap with me."

Brendon purrs.

Maybe I should abandon the long-fic and just write drabbles....

Edited 2009-06-28 14:19 (UTC)

Oh, I love this SO MUCH. KITTTTTTIES. ♥ ♥ ♥

BRUSHING THE GRASS. KITTY SNUGGLES. <33333

That's what I do! I just write lots of little bits that I like and then put them together and fill in the bits in between. I wholeheartedly approve of any and all snippets of WASP. :D

I have this mental picture of Brendon doing his best to take all the bits of dirt and tiny leaves out of the grass so Spencer won't have to spend hours cleaning his fur (nevermind that Brendon's fur will be a total mess) . I don't know, I'm a fan of silly little gestures like that.

Writing little bits sounds like a good plan! Thanks for the tip *hugs*