Turnbull, Thatcher; Arch To The Sky; G; 258 words.

By virtue of his administrative role, Turnbull was aware of the birthdays of the people he worked with. He kept private information private, of course; he was nothing if not trustworthy.

That didn't mean he wouldn't use it privately, however.

Openly gifting Inspector Thatcher with anything was a dubious prospect. The Inspector had an understandable wariness when it came to such things, and the one time Turnbull had sent her flowers anonymously had backfired spectacularly, given attentions from other quarters. Still; on her birthday, he would try.

His art group was useful for more than the occupation of his off-time, occasionally, and the chance to work in other artistic mediums when it came could be quite stimulating. One gentleman had experience in jewelry-making; a delicate discipline, the closest to which Turnbull had ever gotten being childhood grassweaving. He had been grateful to expand the area of experience.

The hair slide was very pretty, if he did say so himself.

It was made of delicate silver wire, wound in a conservative curve and spot-welded in more silver to the slide frame.

There was a precise kind of satisfaction to having seen it come together, and another sort to having wrapped it. Thatcher could be unforgiving of jaunts into her office while she was not present, but he left it on her desk as he cleaned. Unsigned. Anonymous.

He wasn't there for her reaction, and neither did he see her wear the gift, but several days later he found a prim thank you note upon his desk and smiled.

Title: Blither
Fandom: Due South; Arch to the Sky
Characters: Bob Fraser, Turnbull; appearances by Benton Fraser, Thatcher, RayK
Rating: G
Words: 3094
Timeline: Canon.
Summary: In a moment of pique, Bob jumps ship to a different Mountie.
Notes: Yes, Bob has his own misogynistic moments. XD Still working on mood themes. ♥ Wanted to get this out while it was in my head.

"You know, son, you should be nicer to that boy. You can blither with the best of them, yourself."

"I deal with Constable Turnbull in an even-handed manner. And I do not blither."

"Oh, yes you do. I should know, son. We can smell our own."

( The Babylon project was our last, best hope for peace. ...it failed. )

Title: That's Life
Fandom: Due South; Arch to the Sky
Characters: Francesca/Dewey, Maria, RayV
Rating: NC-17 (not terribly graphic)
Words: 3820
Timeline: September 1998, and then retrospect from April. After the Shades arc.
Summary: The story of Francesca's 'immaculate' conception and several other things she never expected.
Notes: Did you think I couldn't do het? ;) I know I owe commissions and I'm working on those too, guys. <3 Braindead from work, and I finally just finished this after working on it for weeks (with Steff's loving encouragement).

September, 1998

Frannie traced her profile in the mirror and waited to feel something.

Fancy math had gone out the window a month or so ago, but at least she could've had hope. Turnbull had been so sweet before. In a few sentences she knew that God had been trying to tell her the solution was in front of her the whole time, she just couldn't see it. She knew once she had her foot back in that door he'd take everything that came with her with open arms. It was like something out of the movies; good guy rolled off Turnbull in waves, or so she thought. She could've gotten that proposal. Been married in time.

If the Mountie hadn't been gay for her brother.

She dropped her nightshirt and wiped her face when she heard Maria in the hallway.

Nothing left to try now. Too late. She might as well not be alone anymore.

"Maria?"

( Take my advice and go back to the time you came from. The future isn't what it used to be. )

Hello lovelies,

My laptop charger has packed up, so I'm going to be limited in terms of internet time until a replacement comes. I also can't remember the password to my webmail, so answering messages to it may take some wrangling.

I know I owe some of you lovelies some commissions, so come Hell or high water I will get those done. Hopefully it'll just be a couple of days.

Also, I got a job and started work today. It's a lot of standing, so I'm getting used to that, but it'll also cut into computer time once I have it.

♥ to everyone, and thank you all for everything, and for being out there.

Hello, lovely f-list.

Many of you have sl_walker friended, but for those of you who don't, we're looking at hopefully moving imminently. There are a few problems making that a scary prospect, so we've asked for help with an offer of our various services in return.

♥ s to all of you for being out there, whether you can help or not.

I have a job interview today. Fingers crossed.

Turnbull/Vecchio; Arch To The Sky; NC-17; 327 words. Here be porn; written for sl_walker to the prompt 'Detective Walks Funny' (with love to elf_fu).

( Suddenly, I looked up and this beautiful dancer is leaning down over the stage, and looking right into my eyes. And she said: 'Whatever it is, it can't be that bad.' And then she kissed me, right here. )

Those of you trying to get in: the Pottermore quill is up right now. <3

(ETA: Closed now. Is anyone else who's gotten in had trouble with the confirmation email? I don't have a yahoo email, so it's not the problem they're having with that.)

Title: Inapparent Points
Fandom: Due South; Arch to the Sky
Characters: Guy Laurent, Renfield Turnbull
Rating: PG
Words: 2221
Timeline: Early Nipawin, 1991
Summary: An early day in Guy's Nipawin.

I have already trained the bartender to the precise order of my drinks.

The bar was the natural place to gravitate; the town of Nipawin is notable for an inadvisable multitude of churches. It is not that I have a low opinion of religion. Everything is fine in moderation - I realize this sentiment is rather comedic coming from me - and whatever the indulgence, it should be balanced. It is a fine bar. I like to hope that what happens here will balance proportionately to the amount of religion going about.

( Dull. Muffled. Slower now. Closer now. Over your shoulder. It comes. The transition. A shadow. The long exhalation of the spirit. Can you see it, healer? )

I got into Pottermore!

ETA: At least, I think I did. ::still waiting on the registration email. Worries::

The last of our rounds of one-line prompts, and once again just about everyone from Mike Chase to Diefenbaker turns up in here.

Part I - Part II - Part III


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Title: Never Where
Fandom: Due South; Arch to the Sky
Characters: Vecchio, Mort, and ?
Rating: G
Words: 402
Timeline: After the Shades arc.
Summary: In which we learn four things Mort should know and one place he never was.
Notes: Yep, we really are COTW-compliant. :D

For each time he passed, Ray Vecchio remained leaned nonchalantly against a drawer in Mort's morgue, taking small bites of a sandwich that was not rapidly disappearing.

Each time Mort passed, he chose not to bother the man. Who was he to critique a man's choice of lunchtime locale? Not Mort. He often ate there. The morgue was quiet and comfortable. It was somewhat unusual for another person to share his opinion of that, but he wasn't a man to judge.

Curiosity grew, but it wasn't until he heard a distinct thunk from behind the man that Mort stopped, backtracking to look at him.

( 'Then, if you'll excuse me, but I'm in the middle of 15 things, all of them annoying. Thank you for coming by.' )

Here are the one-line prompts Steff and I exchanged a couple of days ago. This is only about half; another page to come ♥

Pretty much every character is represented yet again, from Gardino to Stella to Longfellow to Turnbull to Hell, even James Lennox.


Part I - Part II - Part III

There are two NC-17 ones in here, they'll be in white font, highlight to read!

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Also exchanged on March 12, these are the few short one-line prompts we did in 'verses outside the ones for Arch to the Sky. Wizard and Zombieverses.


Author :: Character :: Prompt


kalijean :: Maria :: Honey
Ma always said Ray was a sweet kid, but this was ridiculous; she tried to scrub the honey out of his hair and vowed never to try that spell again.

kalijean :: Myra :: Muffled
Muffliato really was the most mind-numbing spell, in large part because her parents seemed to feel the need to use it when discussing her disability.

kalijean :: Vecchio :: Endless
Knowledge that it was just a lake didn't make the drift of bodies seem any less endless.

kalijean :: Turnbull :: Crucio
One truly had to mean it for Cruciatus to work; he knew now that he could have, but he warded the man's bed instead.

sl_walker is way too good to me, and commissioned a piece of art from lashia69 for me!

The art is gorgeous and I love it to pieces. Myra in her 70's dress :D

( and you may find my amazing gift under here )

Myra, Turnbull; Arch To The Sky; G; 200 words.

Prologue
I. • II. • III. • IV. • V. • VI. • VII.
Epilogue


His uniform had taken home a sizable amount of Lake Michigan.

Renfield had taken home Ray.

Tony had brought Ray's clothes. There was a part of Renfield that was disappointed for that; clothing him from his own drawers felt like another layer he could impress between Ray and the open world. If Tony had an opinion on the whole mess beyond a shrug and a low whistle, he didn't offer it. Renfield had just tried not to think about who would've provided Tony with his address.

The divide between the letter he'd gotten and the reply he wanted to send now seemed impossible to bridge. He forced it anyway.

Dearest Myra,

Please likewise forgive the delay in my response. You are right; I am happy for this news. I am honored that you would name a son for me.

It was not long after I took possession of your letter that Ray and I became unexpectedly public. In some quarters, the matter became confrontational. Ray is now estranged from his family.

I am uncertain of when I will see you. I would be grateful for your updates when you have them.

Give my best to John.

Renfield

I love this film. Love love love this film and every man and woman in it, so as it happens, this has turned out to be a picspam of epic lengths with which I am not finished. So I thought I'd post the first fifty or so.

I capped and cleaned these up; they're all my work save the first six shots here, those were picked up off the internet. The Due South caps were taken from artasproduct.

I think most Duesers have seen it, but I like explaining things, so you'll maybe get some commentary through this. Warning: NSFW due to nudity. I'll have downloadable caps of the whole film in the final picspam post. ♥

The film is primarily about these four curling badasses right here:




( Purity of the heart is to will one thing. ...you're here for Paul Gross' bare ass, aren't you? :D )

A twofer for you: David Marciano in two different parts, in CSI and CSI: New York. In the latter he plays a rather adorable mustachioed exterminator.

Steff took 'em, I shined 'em. If you want the finished product please ask.

You can download all 39 CSI and 31 CSI: New York screencaps, but please credit sl_walker if you use them.



( CSI. The man plays devastated so beautifully. )

( CSI: New York. Lookit those sideburns! )

The movie 87th Precinct: ICE (this is about '95-'96, Due South era), starring Dean McDermott getting his beautiful ass thoroughly kicked.

Steff took 'em, I cleaned 'em up! If you want the finished product please ask.

You can download all 132 87th Precinct screencaps, but please credit sl_walker if you use them.



( Held. By his hair. )

Myra, Turnbull; Arch To The Sky; G; 221 words. Immediately before Crickets.

Prologue
I. • II. • III. • IV. • V. • VI. • VII.
Epilogue

Dearest Renfield,

I have read over your letter several times since its arrival. I am sorry for the delay in my last response; I know you have forgiven me, but I feel the need to reiterate as I regret that my reply arrived too late to ease your mind. As a child you often bounded ahead of me to seek your own path. I am happy to see the trend continues.

Your letter had an unusual lengthy quality, Renfield. One might suspect another man of gushing. I am only teasing, of course; you have told me much about this Ray of yours, but I would like to hear still more. It was a relief. Forgive my candor, but you have been quiet these past few years. It would seem this man is good for you.

You have my heartfelt blessings, Renfield. I want to meet your Ray.

I have delayed the completion of this letter for the sake of certain tests. We have discovered today that I will be adding another set of twins to the Turnbull family. This was unexpected. I am working to accept this news. I know that you will be happy.

Should I have sons, one will indeed be named for you.

I will update you again soon.

All my love.

Myra

Title: Disseminated
Fandom: Due South; Arch to the Sky
Pairing: Turnbull/Vecchio
Rating: PG
Words: 543
Timeline: Right after Out.
Summary: Rumors fly as everyone tries to adjust.

Prologue


"I heard she punched him in the nose."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Apparently he walked out of here with it bleeding all over his uniform. And he was crying."

"Sounds like him."

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An episode of Relic Hunter, starring Dean McDermott's gorgeous neck, some alternating silly and sexy villain expressions, and the rest of him, of course.

I think this time I took these caps (I've had 'em a while). :D

You can download all 73 Relic Hunter screencaps, but please credit if you use them.



( Revolving door redshirt )

More to come, workin' on Men With Brooms on and off. :D

RP!Verse. Mostly crossposted for my own... I dinne ken. Because.

This boy I know, he has a heart of glass
It is gold inside but it has crystallized
It is beautiful, but in its tragedy
It is hard to hold without shattering
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In which David pisses off a mob boss, gets one of those gorgeous hands slammed in a piano, and wanders around alternatively in a shoulder holster, a tux and a fedora.

As usual, Steff took these caps, I cleaned them up.

You can download all 64 Harlem Nights screencaps she took, but please credit sl_walker if you use them.



( Fedora. FEDORA. )

More to come. :D

For scarlettandblue; if you want to use them, please ask her!

I picked from the caps you said you liked, I hope some of these work. ♥

( Whole lot of gorgeous under here )