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I'm glad the little bits stood out to you; I was hoping to kind of... bring this one more to life with those, if that makes sense?

And the wedding will be sometime after this scene is actually made canon. :P

That was lovely and just plain good fluff.

When's the wedding?

On second reading, I noticed and liked the little bits of description, like the things with the hint of embarrassment and the intertwined hands.

I liked the accio ring bit and how the thing showed up after a "very, very long minute".

- Tomash

((Thanks to Delta for letting me borrow Grace.))

Charlotte tilted her head back, feeling snowflakes settle on her cheeks before melting into tiny droplets. "It's still strange," she commented, looking at Ix, who was hunched in her many layers of coats and sweatshirts. "I'm not used to the cold affecting me."

Ix's teeth could only chatter in reply. Snow clung to her hat and dripped down the front of her shirt; she'd taken a snowball right to the face during their earlier snowball fight and it was starting to take its toll on her.

Charlotte grinned. "Alright, we've seen enough of the courtyard; want to go get cocoa?" She checked her watch surreptitiously; the timing couldn't have been better.

Ix grinned and nodded, and Charlotte looped her arm through Ix's. They shuffled through the snow and back to the door; once inside, they stomped their feet to remove the last clinging flakes before setting off in a random direction. Despite their frozen hands, they pulled their gloves off, intertwining their fingers as they walked.

When they entered Rudi's, the pub was strangely empty. The only person inside was the bartender, Grace, who already had two steaming mugs of cocoa ready on the bar. She gave the agents a knowing smile before disappearing into the kitchen.

Ix looked around, at the dim lighting, the candles flickering on the tables, and Charlotte's face. Though Charlotte's pale cheeks were already flushed from the cold, a hint of embarrassment was beginning to creep up to her ears.

"Lottie," she said slowly, "what's going on?"

Charlotte picked up the two steaming mugs and carried them over to a table draped with a dark red cloth. She set them down before hurrying to pull a chair out for Ix.

"Lottie—"

"Here, sit," Charlotte said, gesturing to the chair. Ix sat, looking up at Charlotte curiously.

Charlotte took one of Ix's hands between her own. "Faolan Saibhir," she said slowly, careful to get the pronunciation right. "I have something very important I'd like to ask you."

Ix's heart was in her mouth as Charlotte slowly sank to one knee, reaching into her pocket. Her eyes went wide and she let go of Ix's hand. "Oh god." She began patting herself down frantically, tearing her coat off and shaking it, turning pockets inside-out. "I lost the ring!"

With shaking hands, Ix pulled her wand from her belt and flicked it. "Accio ring."

She and Charlotte looked at each other, equal looks of sheepish, nervous excitement on their faces as they waited. After a very, very long minute, the box came zooming into Ix's hand and she passed it over to Charlotte, who laughed and opened it to reveal a wide tungsten band engraved with a lover's knot.

"Faolan Saibhir," Charlotte said again, "will you marry me?"

Ix slid down to the floor so she was level with Charlotte, and cupped her face in her hands. They kissed, the box slipping out of Charlotte's hands as she wrapped her arms around Ix's neck.

"Yes," Ix whispered, finally pulling away.

it would probably go just about as well as the rest of their plans tend to go.

Yeah, but he was extremely nervous, ergo him being flustered easily.

Must make it more tragic. Must make it as tragic as yours.

(Daichi blows a raspberry in The Aviator's general direction.)

The events of the dream actually happened. I misread that ending some.

(and I figured everything was super-sudden because being that flustered when asking someone for a date wouldn't typically be a thing if you were planning to propose to them?)

- Tomash

Well, it technically is. Since it's a dream of his past/nightmare. So it actually did happen. (Multiple dates happened, implied)

Thanks for the suggestions though!

I like that for all Daichi's flustered around Akira, they still are comfortable enough around each other to tease and joke around.

The headband being put on backwards was a nice touch, especially when Akira fixed it near the end.

(The Aviator: "Hey, I thought the heartbroken drunk was my archetype!")

So, up until the final bits, I'd thought this was a bit from Daichi's backstory. I was expecting to the ending to be him getting rejected because he was asking for marriage because this was (it seemed) the first date.

And then it turned out it was a dream.

Poor guy.

In retrospect, the bit about everyone being overjoyed was also a noticeable hint.

Style note "on his Uchiha clan attire and his headband on" is echoing. Not sure if it's actually wrong, it just sounds weird to me

Also, ", 'nother" needs fixing, maybe in a different way than I just proposed.

I'd suggest rewording "Fellow clansmen around him were overjoyed, seeing someone they knew extremely happy, it was almost instinctual." to something like "Fellow clansmen around him were overjoyed because they saw someone they knew extremely happy. It was almost instinctual."

- Tomash

and from what I know of the species, it was accurate.

I also liked the bit where Dawn had to awkwardly explain that figure of speech.

- Tomash

about the idea of getting married for the free cake.

This wasn't a story that made me fall over laughing, but I liked the concept and thought it was good.

I assume it's deliberately unclear if those two actually get married?

- Tomash

but I can see why you'd want stuff like net neutrality posts to be on-topic.

The examples list is a non-trivial thing.

I approve the change to salmon cannons though.

- Tomash

[One of the Snow-Givers surrounding Tomash is instantly immolated by Twistey's flamethrower] Retreat! Retreat!

[The SGs fall back; waves at the planes still overhead] Concentrate all fire on the flamethrower!

[The Solar Bomber starts dropping snowballs on Twistey; this includes the Psy-Ball, which immediately starts throwing snow anywhere and everywhere; hS watches grimly]

What've I got? Uh... SG DML, update me.

o-o-Snow-Giver status: 12/19 operational. 4 retreating from Tomash, 2 on the Bomber, 2 on the Flappy Plane, 4 in the Habukkuk.-o-o

Okay. We need... I think we need a wall. Build me a wall. And... and send someone to get the Flappy Plane back in the air, it's embarassing.

[Two SGs start building a wall from the remains of the Habukkuk; the other two head off towards the Flappy Plane, which is lying on the ground flapping pathetically]

hS

((Beta'd by Iximaz. Thunks!)

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1AI2Hs52mU2a0kKu-mk0oVNomajzKF8Z74ZaJaBI_XeQ/edit?usp=sharing

It emails the subject, author, date and time of every post from the past day, and a link to each one.

Why the description at the foot of the Board is so wildly misleading, I have no idea. I'll see if it can be fixed.

hS

(PS: Sadly it looks like I deleted all my Daily Updates from back in the day... oh, well!)

because a circular linked list in Rust was being annoying.

Solution at at this Pastebin

If you're only on season one of Haven, there aren't too many fics I can recommend. The majority pull from the first three seasons at least, even ones set in season one.

I had never actually thought to look up Trollhunters fics. I don't know why. I mean I've looked up Tangled and Frozen fics, so I'm not anti-cartoon fics. (I seem to have a knack for finding the darkest fics ever written for things like Disney cartoons, so fair warning.) Hmm. Looking through my bookmarks would probably disturb most people. All well written stories, but most of them disturbing.

I have a non-disturbing Marvel fic that would have fit well with the tone of the Earth's Mightiest Heroes cartoon.

Bungle in the Jungle

Summary: Tony and Clint are traipsing through a jungle filled to the brim with mutant cats, mind-scrambling crystals, rope bridges, and man-eating, genetically altered piranhas. What could possibly go wrong?

A gratutious, light-hearted whump fic where everything that could go wrong, does go wrong.

Hopefully I provided enough info to be sufficient. I promise I'll start reading all those spinoffs and the rest of the Original Series very soon.

-Twistey

Here's what I got out of an ANSI version, using only the first suggestion:

The agents were dumped into the latter by default and the broken finger pointed at his stalk eyes to the computer read the language that made up the world is overrun with Sues to fight the Sues and Nume had promised to hit me with a wand and my notebook and stood with his red pen stuck at an authoritative angle behind his ear and told her to go back to headquarters anyway?~doesn't work that way as the characters had hysterics with a sigh of relief and replaced his shades with his regular glasses and beckoned to Ilraen and opened a portal to the fic won't jerk us around anymore on account o' the fire was a Dalek exterminating the viruses of the room without speaking a word in edgewise before Nita was angry at him and four angry dragonets to gorge the agents were dumped into the latter by default

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As you can see, I stopped when it started repeating itself. I'm not even gonna try to figure that mess out. ^_^;

The better RC 999 keyboard: http://botnik.org/apps/writer/?source=120c2be2fad86b9b49107f19127f26ee

~Neshomeh