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  <pubDate>Tue, 22 Nov 2011 02:41:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>WIPVEMBER: The One Where I Crossed Glee And White Collar Over</title>
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  <description>Fandom: White Collar/Glee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Kurt/Blaine, Peter/El&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Length: 600 wordsish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warnings: See the title of this post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes: I DON&apos;T EVEN KNOW, MAN. Just. Yeah. I just thought that El and Kurt would love each other. And then this happened. This was written earlyish this past summer when I suffered less from writer&apos;s block and when I was high on fashion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;cut-wrapper&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;display: none;&quot; id=&quot;span-cuttag___1&quot; class=&quot;cuttag&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class=&quot;cut-open&quot;&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class=&quot;cut-text&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://twentysomething.dreamwidth.org/25017.html#cutid1&quot;&gt;El prefers to stay out of Peter&apos;s work.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class=&quot;cut-close&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;display: none;&quot; id=&quot;div-cuttag___1&quot; aria-live=&quot;assertive&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=twentysomething&amp;ditemid=25017&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Sep 2010 02:44:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Took The Midnight Train, 1/1</title>
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  <description>Title: Took The Midnight Train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fandom: Supernatural&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Alwaysagirl!Sam/Gabriel, background Dean/Cas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: &quot;&quot;Sam, you&apos;re always saying you think we should do more duets,&quot; Mr. Shurley says- leaving out the critical part of that advice- so they can &lt;i&gt;learn&lt;/i&gt; from each other- not kill each other. &quot;I think it&apos;ll work out really well.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam bites back her response of &quot;yeah, well you&apos;re an alcoholic who writes terrible books,&quot; because she&apos;s sort of snotty and too smart, but she&apos;s not a total bitch. And she actually likes Mr. Shurley. Just not when he&apos;s trying to ruin her life. Mr. Shurley just absently reaches up to pat her shoulder and turns back to the arrangement he&apos;s working on.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Length: 2300 wordsish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warnings: GLEE CLUB. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes: So, I just got my computer back, and I have a big day tomorrow. This means you should expect some fic spam. This is from my dreaded gmail drafts folder- I wrote it for &lt;span style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;https://merelyn.dreamwidth.org/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png&apos; alt=&apos;[personal profile] &apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;https://merelyn.dreamwidth.org/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;merelyn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; while bored at work, months ago, I think, because things we love= Glee + SPN, and well, TRAGEDY ENSUED. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;cut-wrapper&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;display: none;&quot; id=&quot;span-cuttag___1&quot; class=&quot;cuttag&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class=&quot;cut-open&quot;&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class=&quot;cut-text&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://twentysomething.dreamwidth.org/7487.html#cutid1&quot;&gt;Sam stares at Mr. Shurley.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class=&quot;cut-close&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;display: none;&quot; id=&quot;div-cuttag___1&quot; aria-live=&quot;assertive&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=twentysomething&amp;ditemid=7487&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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