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I have NO WORDS.

I feel physically sick. I can honestly say I have never been so disgusted in my entire life.

I'm not even gonna rant. I don't know what I can possibly say to this. I'm just going to... well, to be honest, I think I'm gonna cry.

ETA: Making this post public. More people need to see this.

For accio - Valentine's Day crackfic! :D I cannot do angst, sorry. But random fandom-crossing is fun!

Fandom: Harry Potter and Doctor Who
Pairings: Fred/Hermione/George, Four/Scarf. No, really.
Rating: PG13 for language and implied sexxin'
Warnings: Pure crack. Not beta'd 'cos I wrote this super quickly and it probably sucks. Implied twincest. Oh, and scarf kinkiness. No real spoilers for anything, though.
Summary: Hermione has interesting plans for her boys on Valentine's Day.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, etc etc. Set in Hermione's sixth year, so all legal, kthx. LJ plz to not be banninating me.
( I really do worry how my brain comes up with these things... )

Ok, this chapter officially broke my brain. Y HELO THAR EXPOSITION. Although I did enjoy writing all the dialogue. I think Owen is trying to take over the fic. Dammit, Owen, first your awesomeness in S2, and now this? You're making it very hard for me to hate you, and if I don't hate you, the universe will implode!

Title: Still no idea. At this rate it'll probably just be called 'Flowerpreg'. [2/?]
Fandom: Torchwood, Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy
Pairings: Jack/Ianto, Jack/Petunia, implied Owen/Morris
Rating: Not much beyond PG for this chapter - nothing explicit (and no profanity unless you speak Welsh). But disturbing on principle. C for CRACK
Warnings: No real spoilers (set sometime in S1, but nothing referenced specifically). However... Crack crack crackity crack! Flowerpreg. References to mpreg. Implied bestiality. Mockery of all characters (except possibly Tosh, who ended up being the only sane person in this entire fic, 'cos I am a hopeless fangirl and cannot help being biased). Probably OOC-ness. NOT SAFE FOR BRAIN.
Disclaimer: If I owned TW and H2G2, this would totally be canon and a band of rabid Jack/Ianto fangirls would hunt me down with pitchforks for ruining their favourite ship.
Notes: Douglas Adams? Can you hear me up there? I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. The rest of you? Not so sorry. You spawned this nonsense. XD
Chapter One, in which a whale crash lands in Wales and Jack seduces a plant

( Chapter Two, in which Jack has an announcement and very little actually happens )

So, any of you nutters remember the flowerpreg plotbunny we came up with at the the Cardiff meet back in August? Yeah, I wrote it. XD Well, some of it. Am now somewhat stuck, but I figured I'd post what I've done just for the sake of yummy crack, and if you guys like it I can always do more. Though goodness knows why you'd like this utter insanity...

Title: I don't know yet, but this is chapter [1/?]
Fandom: Torchwood, Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy
Pairings: Jack/Ianto, Jack/Petunia, possible Owen/whale later on... and I'm sure I can get Myfanwy and Janet in there somewhere...
Rating: PG13 for language and sex, or C for CRACK
Warnings: No real spoilers (set sometime in S1, but nothing referenced specifically). However... CRAZY, DISTURBING CRACK. Owen and Gwen bashing by proxy. Ianto angst. Injured whale. Really odd sex. Possible non-con, depending whether you believe plants can consent. NOT SAFE FOR BRAIN.
Disclaimer: If I owned TW and H2G2, this would totally be canon and a band of rabid Jack/Ianto fangirls would hunt me down with pitchforks for ruining their favourite ship.
Notes: Douglas Adams? Can you hear me up there? I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. The rest of you? Not so sorry. You spawned this nonsense. XD
( oh no, not again )