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just call me pixie
11 March 2015 @ 09:25 pm

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just call me pixie

Have had a draft of this sitting on my computer for ages. I got inspired by the influx of new photos of McAvoy portraying Bruce to complete it.

Title: My Interrogator
Author: the-angry-pixie
The Players: Bruce Robertson (Filth), Charles Xavier (X-men), Erik Lehnsherr (X-men)
Pairings: Bruce/Charles (sort of), Charles/Erik (sort of)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Just about everything that comes out of Bruce's mouth is offensive. But to be more specific; homophobia, racism, sexism, ableism and just about any other "ism" you can come up with.
Summary: Charles gets arrested in Edinburgh. Bruce doesn't know why the fuck he has to be the one to interrogate this guy.

Notes: Tried my best to capture the scottish vernacular as Welsh does so fantastically. But unfortunately, I'm not scottish, I'm aussie and its been a while since I read Filth. *shrug* Also this occurs in a universe where Erik is not Charles' arch nemesis - but is more like a grumpy old man that hangs around the mansion and is very possessive of Charles. Hope you like. :)


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just call me pixie
01 April 2012 @ 06:04 pm
Here's a story.

Title: Pride and Joy
The Players: Michael Fassbender, James McAvoy and a wee bit of bb!Brendan
Rating: Mature
Word Count: 6150
Summary: The day I came upon James McAvoy crying was not likely to be one that I would forget easily. When Michael discovers why, it will change every previous perception he had of the man.
Notes: This is Michael's POV. It could be seen as a bit of one-sided McFassy, but I will leave that up to the reader to decide. I must say this, a lot of liberties taken on my part in this story. I do not know these people, especially the lovely Mr McAvoy and his family, I wrote this just because one day I was stuck thinking about "infant attachment", and how that would affect parents who were actors.

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just call me pixie
05 December 2011 @ 01:44 pm
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Hark! Tis more of the fic that shall not be named (or really, shall be named, but only alluded too shamefully). Enjoy.


Title: Cannes This Time Of Year...
The Players: Em/Fassy - that has a nice ring to it. 
Summary: Michael "meets" Emily.
Word Count: 2664
Notes: Lets just pretend that Michael presented his movie at Cannes this year. Also should probably point out, this is fiction. Don't know these people, just doing this for fun.

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just call me pixie
04 November 2011 @ 09:50 am
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Oh hi there RPF that won't leave my brain until i finish writing it. How you doing?

Title: Cannes This Time Of Year...
The Players: Michael Fassbender/Emily Browning
Summary: Michael "meets" Emily.
Word Count: 1708
Notes: Lets just pretend that Michael presented his movie at Cannes this year.

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just call me pixie
28 October 2011 @ 05:18 pm
I just handed in my last assignment EVER!!!!



That is... unless I ever decide to drag myself through a post-grad degree.....

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BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

ZIFF THAT IS EVER GOING TO HAPPEN!!!!!!



Thanks for agreeing with me Nicholas.

Though don't you find it a wee bit ironic that I don't even get a break.
That I now literally have to go straight onto writing a job application because the deadline is tonight.
Its just sucky coincidental timing.... but it also feels a wee bit prophetic.
Like I've just finished a period in my life where uni was everything... and now i'm going straight into my job being eveything.

Shoot me if my job ever becomes my life. I don't want to ever be one of those people.

Its works for some people but i dont want it to ever be the case for me.

Annnnnnnnnnnyway, back to the Word document.

Here, have a kitten.

 
 
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just call me pixie
22 October 2011 @ 11:10 pm
Screw this resume-writing bullshit. I'm going to watch Love Actually!



But Laura, this is your last assignment ever! Surely you can give it one more hour.



Shut the fuck up conscience! Who invited you to this procrastination party!



But Laura! This is your last assignment EVER! You know you can do better than this... you being so smart and all...



How about you give it one more hour, go take a shower, make yourself a BLT and then watch Love Actually hmmmm?



So one more hour of this.



Then I can watch some charming british people snog each other.



I win at life and am most certainly not procrastinating.




Sorry for the spamming of your f-lists btw my dears.
 
 
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