A Study in Contradictions

I have said, "UGH" this week more times than during the rest of my life. It seems like me and everyone I know is having the Worst Week in the World. Personally, I now know what it the sound of a train engine exploding sounds like, and (in a separate incident) what being severely electrocuted feels like. That is the extra-ordinary level of fail we are talking about. To cheer us all up, I have more 500 words of summer fic!

I have, of course, been utterly shambolic about this and have been writing three people's prompts all at once (soon, Ria, soon), with a fourth one simmering. Ugh. Furthermore, I fail so hard at brevity. This, in my defence, is two prompts in one! 

This story is for my dearest kaiserkuchen  who wanted people eating French desserts, combined with isil_helyanwe  's incredible question of "But what does Arthur, Mr Besuited and Buttoned up, do to cope with the heat". And anyone who is having a Bad Week and needs a break from the angst. And, as ever, Inception fandom, my love for you remains earnest and derpy.

The rest is all entirely my fault and under the cut for your soothing, fluffy, cake filled needs. More notes on the food at the end.

 
( Les Petits Plaisirs d'Ete )

Currently, I spend a deal of time sitting on trains marvelling at the weather and so, as I told twitter, I want to write all the sunshine filled stories in the world. Colline instructed me to write and I can't really say no to her charming Canadian vowels. Plus fandom has been extra good to me of late, and I want to repay. 

It is very likely that I am mad. But I am feeling full of two things that have been sadly lacking in recent months, summery feelings and also writerly mojo. 

Sol! PROMPT ME.

I am going to play a game that I am calling (500) Words of Summer. You guys, I thought of a cool name for it, I cannot back out now. 

This will involve you giving me a prompt and then I will write 500ish words (more likely more because I fail so hard at brevity) for it, probably involving summer days and rays and other things that are fading fast. 

Lurkers and new people and old, dear friends alike, I want your prompts! Er, now may be a good time to remind me if I owe you fic. 

You can ask me to expand on a universe I've already written (From NorthbyNorthwestern to Say I'm the Only Bee In Your Bonnet and everything in between!), or something new in a fandom I've written for or, well, I know a LOT of fandoms. Just ask...

Your wishes are my commands! Or, prompts.