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Thanks go to [info]tartpants for whipping me into shape over this, and to [info]ailcia for giving this a lookover too. Thanks also go to Morrissey and Belle and Sebastian for providing the soundtrack to the writing of this.

DISCLAIMER: Absolutely not true, and no harm intended.

Yeah, that’s alright, I will come in. I don’t have much on. )
 
 
 
dogs_in_hats
21 September 2005 @ 11:53 pm
I have no idea what is happening in this fic. Sorry for the spam, just clearing out the harddrive.

He's not as young as he pretends he feels, neither is Pete in all honesty )
 
 
dogs_in_hats
21 September 2005 @ 11:48 pm
Already posted on [info]albion_unbound. I can only apologise for the crackness of this fic.

Got a joke for you Carl )
 
 
dogs_in_hats
21 September 2005 @ 11:43 pm
Also for the Last Line Challenge.

It's not a summer of love )
 
 
dogs_in_hats
This was supposed to be a tiny drabble for libertinage's Last Line Challenge on [info]likely_lads, but it ran away with me somewhat. For those of you unfamiliar with my crack!verse, this is my Doc and Nudger AU, where Carlos (aka Nudger) is an RAF pilot and Peter is the medic on base. It's part of a (largely unfinished) series, but hopefully it can be read as a stand-alone piece too. Er, enjoy!

By the way, it goes without saying that this is all lies.

They tell me I was a miracle - miracle cracked around the edges )
 
 
dogs_in_hats
13 April 2005 @ 01:47 am
Franz fic. I know, I can't help it. Rated 'R' for language and a kiss only. No real paring, perhaps Alex/Nick preslash at most.

I apologise if the formatting is a little odd, my lj client was being a bitch tonight.

Thanks to the various people who helped with this. It was most appreciated.

Alex can't decide if he's stuck in the 80's or just a wanker. )
 
 
dogs_in_hats
Written and posted on my lj on New Year's Eve- Doc and Nudger seeing in the new year in as only they can.

Read more... )
 
 
dogs_in_hats
Ummm. There's no way I can really describe this. Started as a pisstake of my own writing style and became this dialogue monster. Go forth and clickle on the cut.

I don't remember drinking that. )
 
 
Current Music: Hounds of Love- The Futureheads
 
 
dogs_in_hats
05 January 2005 @ 12:06 am
for [info]all_the_pies:

Ok, El asked for Carl and a camera, and um, this is what my brain decided to provide. I stongly suspect this is rubbish. It's AU, btw, as if that isn't common enough on this journal!


And yes. I am aware the title is shite. So sue me.

If he started laughing he might not be able to stop )
 
 
dogs_in_hats
27 December 2004 @ 06:52 pm
Untitled bit of randomness, entirely unbeta-d and was up on my lj about 20 mins after I first had the idea. I suspect this is a wee bit terrible, but here ye are any way. Oh, it's Peter pov, written in first person which I usually hate doing. The person he is addressing is supposed to be Carlos, but go wild and imagine he is speaking to anyone; might make it more interesting.

And, leik, this isn't angst! Honest it's not!

I felt history inside you as I fucked you slowly )
 
 
dogs_in_hats
09 November 2004 @ 07:19 pm
Up on albion last night, I present here for your entertainment, Thee Drowners.

Blood should tell you all you need to know about love. )
 
 
Current Mood: Kaiser Chiefs
 
 
dogs_in_hats
10 October 2004 @ 12:41 am
4 drabbles posted aeons ago, written when it was Bilo Week in my lj. These did have names once, but buggered if I can remember them... (the third one is rubbish, by the way)

Easy to remember how to seduce, harder to remember who you are seducing. )
 
 
dogs_in_hats
Yet another fragment, this one posted on albion an age ago. It's in desperate need of a sequel, but I can't seem to get my notes into anything workable. Apologies for the spamming tonight. I would also like to apologise for the shameless objectification of Carlos that goes on in this fic...

Flash a bit of leg, Biggles might get us home a bit quicker )
 
 
Current Music: The Beatles- Ticket to Ride
 
 
dogs_in_hats
09 October 2004 @ 09:22 pm
Bad aaaaaaangst. That reads like pretty much all my other fics. So nothing new there. More of a scrap of something that should have been longer, so sorry about that.

As ever, thanks are owed to Lindsay Anderson's If....., probably my favourite film. And thanks to [info]all_the_pies.

I dreamt that my teeth fell out last night. )
 
 
Current Music: Sons and Daughters- Johnny Cash
 
 
dogs_in_hats
26 September 2004 @ 11:43 pm
My response to the quote challenge on [info]barred_men.

Prison AU. Implied drug taking and references to self harm.

He used to be strong, he’s sure he remembers a time when it was easy to shut himself down and shut out the world )
 
 
Current Music: The Freewheelin' Peter Doherty Sessions
 
 
dogs_in_hats
24 September 2004 @ 10:27 pm
Posted on albion a few days ago.

Yep, it's another crack AU fic. This time however there is no real pairing, but I can tell you it features appearances from Carlos and Peter, Morrissey, Martin Rossiter, Tim Burgess and other such indie luminaries. I can only apologise.

Have you ever buried a body, Masters? )
 
 
dogs_in_hats
25 August 2004 @ 10:37 pm
This was posted on [info]albion_unbound last week, so I'm just updating here.
It's still weird, in case you were wondering...

Peter, promise me one thing. If I die, please lie to the NME and tell ‘em I went out in a blaze of glory, drugs or guns or whatever. )
 
 
Current Music: McAlmont and Butler
 
 
dogs_in_hats
21 July 2004 @ 11:47 pm
Ok, this was supposed to be posted some time ago, but I am lazy and evidently fond of bad timing.

For this fic I would like to thank:
[info]isabellas and [info]laurenhealy for kind words and arse-kicking x

[info]all_the_pies and [info]porlock for the usual stuff- <3

Also, thanks to Morrissey and Lindsey Anderson's If..... for this one. Inspired me in obscure ways.

This is all lies.

Reconstruction )
 
 
Current Mood: tired
Current Music: Blur- For Tomorrow
 
 
dogs_in_hats
11 June 2004 @ 08:37 pm
Libertines- Pete/Carl, but mainly a character study of Peter that went horribly awry.
Also, oddly, this was inspired by Fleetwood Mac. Not often you can say that, is it?

Lying in this too small bed, Pete is in love with life. )
 
 
Current Music: Fleetwood Mac in my head...