now we ded from guh

Well, after several instances of near hyperventilation today whilst wrapping up the editing (self imposed deadline so as to focus on formatting and practicalities in the last 48 hours before turning in the tome, omg!) I stumbled upon this.

Scientific Method. PWP, Jack/Daniel, NC-17.

Which made my brain explode. This is a good thing, and I came back from that haze craving a cigarette ready to dive back into editing as a calmer, less-panicked Minx.

Which makes, I think, the third day in a row, possibly fourth, in which either taselby or synecdochic has entertained me with snippets (synec's to prompts, here, work safe), fic (T's J/D ficathon piece yesterday, not-work safe) or exploding brains (both of them-- see above).

Wow. Thank you, lovelies.