broadsword_babe

Yes, I know I still have some outstanding "choose your adventure" fics to write, and they're in the works, but I need more input. So, here's your chance to request anything you want:

* Plots
* RP
* Crack/Fluff
* Angst
* Pairing(s)
* Historical
* Future!verse
* What-Ifs

So, yeah, lay it on me.

This post has been brought to you by the letters "O," "O," and "C."

Every once in awhile, an EFoD takes over my brainspace. This time it stems from watching the last two episodes of Highlander involving an AU where Duncan never existed. Needless to say, Quinn got a bit cranky with Methos about him and Kronos getting back together. So, yeah, I've had this fic!idea going through my head for the past few weeks or so.

Seeing as it's AU, and canon!AUs are made of so much win, my EFoD is non-binding on any Methos, Kronos or Cassandra muses. And since it's an AU, I'm posting the fic at celticmuses rather than Quinn's regular LJ as to keep any brains from going *splodey* (mine included). Also, keep in mind that there will be all kinds of triggery mind-f*ckery going on: slavery, BDSM, etc. So, very much NSFW. Posts will be flocked to the masses because that's just how I roll. Not everyone needs to know this stuff.

Which brings me to another point: Quinn isn't Quinn. Yes, she's the same woman, but she never met Wade, got married & adopted his kids. She also never moved to Orkney & assumed the alias of Quinnleigh Kincaid. Suffice it to say with everything happening in that AU (Watchers/Hunters/etc) she's a completely different person.

So, without further ado, I present Teh Epic Fic of Doom™: Chapter 1.

{Set the morning after Bedtime!Quinn}


Quinn was a morning person. Always had been and probably always would be, and there was just some part of her brain that wouldn't let her sleep past six o'clock no matter how late she'd been up the night before.

She dressed quickly in her usual jogging things: t-shirt, football shorts, trainers, and started her morning run. She wanted to get a good mile under her before Adam woke up. It wasn't that she was running from him, it was just that last night had given her a lot to think about, and running always helped her think through things. She'd always known that there was a certain chemistry between them, but because of Cassandra and her respect for her First Teacher, Quinn had never let things go any farther than friends.