The best thing about this Xover for me was getting an excuse to use the words "postlapsarian excess", which just goes to show what my motivations really are.
I loved that line (which pretty much screamed "Ple made me!") so much I was wearing it on my tag for several hours today, and it was fucking great....
...only then I had an attack of Eddie Izzard love.
Well, Izzard love is a wonderful and fabulous thing.
Mmm. Okay, I know what DVD I'll be getting tonight.
t belated discovery
Blimey -
Torch
has written HEAPS of things, hasn't she? Blimey. Including Georgette Heyer slash. And I'm actually on the way to developing a taste for Jeeves/Wooster, God help me.
(how cool is it that her fic is translated into Hungarian? And Italian? Etc? My God, that's cool. I love this whole online amateur literature deal. It rocks.)
here - it's set in
The Foundling.
"In good time, my gillyflower," the Captain promised him, even as he began to dispose of the Duke's cravat in a way that would have horrified his devoted valet. But the Duke had broken away from the tyranny of loyal retainers and merely laughed, and tilted his head back for a kiss.
Heh. No, nothing is sacred. La la la.
(Go Go Gadget Slashy Powers!)
Regency Slash. Whole vistas just opened up. (Have you read Liz Barr's rather lovely little piece of Pride and Prejudice slash, Connie?)
...on the subject of literary fic, I'm sorely tempted to write Miss Lavish/Charlotte Bartlett. And I should not be surprised in the slightest if Mrs Collins had been in love with Miss Elizabeth Bennet. Not in the slightest.
Well, not yet ...
edit: Oh, that was pretty. Poor conflicted Victorians.
Blimey - Torch has written HEAPS of things, hasn't she?
Oh, my yes. torch is fabulous. I'm always shuffling over to her site and peering inside, hoping for something new.