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tikificTitle: Lord Ganesh's Camp of Excellent Repose for Ladies' Compositional Efforts (Mythklok Interstitial)
Author: tikistitch
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Lord Ganesh hosts a literary salon
Warnings: Pretty silly.
Notes: I somehow think I can partially blame Tam for this.
Ladies, have you found of late your attempts at the writing of fandom fiction to be thwarted by the quotidian?
Are life's responsibility pies becoming too burdensome for imaginative endeavour?
Is it all just becoming too, too?
Then, we kindly request your attendance at:
Lord Ganesh's Camp of Excellent Repose for Ladies' Compositional Efforts
Here you will reside on the tastefully appointed grounds, while your every whim is attended by former and current Vogue Hommes models.
Here is a sample agenda:
11:00 am arise
11:30 Morning Mimosas
1:30 Lounging in the garden
2:30 Margaritas
4:00 Assorted pampering
6:00 Early evening martini mixer
"Ganesh, what the fuck is this?"
"Some writers of so called fan fiction have been, as it were, down in the dumps lately, Sariel. So I have proposed a retreat for them!"
"Uh-huh. A retreat to do what, exactly?"
"Why, to further their compositional efforts, of course!"
"Ganesh, there is absolutely nothing on this agenda about writing! This is all about drinking martinis."
"Oh, is it? Well. A very small oversight on my part...."
"And what is this about Vogue Hommes models?"
"Oh, ahem, yes. I have found that those boys are tragically underrated as to the value of their literary criticism."
"Namaste, Ganesha! I'm here for fic camp!"
"Oh, that is lovely, Lady Raziel."
"Wait, Raziel, since when do you write fiction?"
"See? Look!"
"Raziel. This is a stick figure drawing of Ganesh going, 'Letz have sechs!' and a stick figure of me replying, 'Whoa, yay!'"
"One of my better efforts, don't you think? Oh, look, the other ladies are arriving. HEY, LADIES!! Sorry, I gotta go poke some Vogue Hommes models in their tummies."
"Now, pray, don't be grumpy, Sariel! Look how happy they all are, doing body shots with the Vogue Hommes boys."
"And what's up with those guys!"
"Oh they are the Vogue Hommes underwear models. It's a hazardous job, but someone must do it!"
"Hmpf."
"Aw. Now. What do you say, Sariel? Letz have sechs?"
"Whoa. Yay."
Author: tikistitch
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Lord Ganesh hosts a literary salon
Warnings: Pretty silly.
Notes: I somehow think I can partially blame Tam for this.
Ladies, have you found of late your attempts at the writing of fandom fiction to be thwarted by the quotidian?
Are life's responsibility pies becoming too burdensome for imaginative endeavour?
Is it all just becoming too, too?
Then, we kindly request your attendance at:
Lord Ganesh's Camp of Excellent Repose for Ladies' Compositional Efforts
Here you will reside on the tastefully appointed grounds, while your every whim is attended by former and current Vogue Hommes models.
Here is a sample agenda:
11:00 am arise
11:30 Morning Mimosas
1:30 Lounging in the garden
2:30 Margaritas
4:00 Assorted pampering
6:00 Early evening martini mixer
"Ganesh, what the fuck is this?"
"Some writers of so called fan fiction have been, as it were, down in the dumps lately, Sariel. So I have proposed a retreat for them!"
"Uh-huh. A retreat to do what, exactly?"
"Why, to further their compositional efforts, of course!"
"Ganesh, there is absolutely nothing on this agenda about writing! This is all about drinking martinis."
"Oh, is it? Well. A very small oversight on my part...."
"And what is this about Vogue Hommes models?"
"Oh, ahem, yes. I have found that those boys are tragically underrated as to the value of their literary criticism."
"Namaste, Ganesha! I'm here for fic camp!"
"Oh, that is lovely, Lady Raziel."
"Wait, Raziel, since when do you write fiction?"
"See? Look!"
"Raziel. This is a stick figure drawing of Ganesh going, 'Letz have sechs!' and a stick figure of me replying, 'Whoa, yay!'"
"One of my better efforts, don't you think? Oh, look, the other ladies are arriving. HEY, LADIES!! Sorry, I gotta go poke some Vogue Hommes models in their tummies."
"Now, pray, don't be grumpy, Sariel! Look how happy they all are, doing body shots with the Vogue Hommes boys."
"And what's up with those guys!"
"Oh they are the Vogue Hommes underwear models. It's a hazardous job, but someone must do it!"
"Hmpf."
"Aw. Now. What do you say, Sariel? Letz have sechs?"
"Whoa. Yay."
