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[Mar. 2nd, 2005|02:06 am] |
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Constantine drabbles. Five in total, in a bit of a linear series.
Symmetry
R
500 words.
Playing both sides.
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[Jun. 25th, 2004|08:50 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | fic: cowboy bebop | ] |
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I haven't written a fic in ages, and yeah - I'm impatient so I'm sticking this up unbeta'd. Doubt anyone'll read it anyway, but hey - you never know, right?
Title: You Talk a Little Trash.
Fandom: Cowboy Bebop.
Characters: All (Faye/Spike implied).
Rating: PG-13 (Language).
Notes: The title of this story comes from a Charlie Parker song.
Disclaimer: Cowboy Bebop isn't mine. I'm making no money here. Don't sure. I'll cry.
( The damage was minimal... ) |
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[Jan. 3rd, 2004|03:16 pm] |
For ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif?v=92.1) 15minuteficlets.
Title: Red
Fandom: BtVS (S5)
Characters: Glory, Jinx.
Set during 'Tough Love'. Spoilery.
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[Dec. 23rd, 2003|05:23 pm] |
Title: Duende
Pairing: Viggo/Orlando
Rating: R
Genre: Romance
Disclaimer: If they were mine, they wouldn't have time to be in stories, as they would be constantly pleasuring me, so, as you can see, this is not real.
Summary: Is the end really the end?
Author's note: slashababy story for my dear and fabulous friend, ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/user_ontd.gif?v=92.1) thisside :D I loff you, sweetness. Man, not even a year ago, I was writing Viggo/Orlando for you ;) Oh, the irony. Many lovely thanks to ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=92.1) mcee for the encouragement and the beta.
In a beam of sun
Like an angel you'll come
In a dream, blessed one
Make me joyfully numb
- Delerium 'Duende'
( Viggo is outside... ) |
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[Oct. 21st, 2003|01:22 pm] |
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For .
Title: Sepia.
Fandom: Carnivàle.
Rating: PG-13.
Words: 100.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Notes: Spoilery for episode 5 (‘Babylon’) and on.
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[Oct. 10th, 2003|10:57 pm] |
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For lotrips100 and challenge100:
Starving for Attention (Elijah/Dominic)
Elijah scraped the bread along the edge of the plate, white mayonnaise congealing, glimmering under fluorescent diner lights. 40 calories..
He wrinkled his nose and set the toast aside, scrutinizing the sandwich. He gingerly picked off a piece of bacon and set it on the edge of his plate. 37 calories. I think.
"'Lij?"
Elijah’s eyes shot up, having almost forgotten Dominic. "Yeah?"
Dominic swiped a fry through Elijah’s discarded mayonnaise, popping it into his mouth, chewing. Grinning. "That's the best part."
Elijah felt his stomach clench. Remain passive. Show nothing. "Yeah."
But I'm not beautiful like you.
'Beautiful Like You' by Joydrop. |
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[Sep. 15th, 2003|12:56 am] |
Title: Disquiet.
Fandom: Carnivàle.
Rating: PG-13.
Summary: Knowing the past, present, and future is not always a gift.
Disclaimer: They belong to HBO.
Notes: There are no real spoilers in this per se, merely my own speculations. But read at your own risk.
( Disquiet. ) |
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[Aug. 27th, 2003|01:12 am] |
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Drabble written for challenge100:
A Fitting End (Bill the Butcher / Gangs of New York / PG)
Bill knew that they were undeserving of this place. Of the greatness and splendor of America... He knew...
But looking around himself now, as he lay somewhere between life and death, he also knew that soon he would be no different from any other rotting carcass in Paradise Square. Cold meat.
Just another person that died for what they believed was their great chance at freedom.
But now all of the greatness has faded away and everything has melded together and Bill knows that in death, we are all the same, and none of it much matters to him anymore. |
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[Jul. 28th, 2003|04:47 am] |
| [ | Tags | | | fic: potc | ] |
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Another fic, borne of late-night insomnia and my desire to write shit that makes no sense.
TITLE: Games of Chance.
FANDOM: PotC.
RATING: PG.
PAIRING: Jack & Will.
SUMMARY: Jack plays a card game and Will's nerves.
DISCLAIMER: Not mine but the story.
( Are you a gambling man? ) |
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[Jul. 27th, 2003|05:34 am] |
| [ | Tags | | | fic: potc | ] |
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TITLE: Discontent.
FANDOM: PotC.
RATING: PG-13.
SUMMARY: Bootstrap Bill reflects.
WARNINGS: Weird undead-guy ramblings.
DISCLAIMER: Not mine but the story.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: I have no idea where this thing came from. No idea. Written for pirates500.
( The water never moves down here... ) |
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[Jul. 24th, 2003|03:37 am] |
| [ | Tags | | | fic: potc | ] |
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TITLE: Cadence.
FANDOM: PotC.
RATING: PG.
PAIRING: Jack & Will.
SUMMARY: Jack isn't much of a piano player.
DISCLAIMER: Not mine but the story.
NOTES: Written for pirates500.
DEDICATION: To spikedaft for the inspirational drawing.
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[Jul. 21st, 2003|04:26 am] |
| [ | Tags | | | fic: potc | ] |
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Selkies (Jack/Anamaria)
Always, the moist sea air caresses her like a lover's hand, scenting her mocha skin with salt and freedom.
"Anamaria, you are more graceful than the nimblest of mermaids," Jack would say, curling his fingers around the wet strands of her hair.
"Save your flattery," she would laugh. "It is only that I have legs to part, keeps you coming back."
They make love under a moonlit sky, seeming made of water and moonbeam themselves, and while they know that the sea will call to others always, they knew also that it will never truly belong to any but themselves. |
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[Jul. 17th, 2003|01:17 pm] |
Mermaid (Elizabeth/Barbossa)
The wind was cold as Elizabeth stared out at the roiling sea, and all that separated her and her fate was the wooden railing. One leg up, atta girl. And the other...
Strong fingers wrapped around her upper arm, yanking her back down to the deck.
Captain Barbossa knelt down beside her, a cold smile on his face. It still unnerved her that it never reached his eyes. "Don't trouble yourself, girl. We have the Devil on our side, in the odd case that God isn't watching." He brushed a curl from her forehead. Her eyes widened.
"And he isn't." |
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[Jul. 17th, 2003|03:03 am] |
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TITLE: The Wistful One.
FANDOM: PotC.
RATING: PG-13.
PAIRING: Elizabeth/Anamaria (Implied)
SUMMARY: Elizabeth contemplates a few things while upon the Interceptor.
DISCLAIMER: Do I look like a giant cartoon mouse to you? Okay, don't answer that.
NOTES: Written for pirates500's 'first time' challenge. I think this might qualify. Exactly 500 words.
( Elizabeth stood off to the side... ) |
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[Jul. 4th, 2003|04:27 pm] |
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TITLE: Silence is a Virtue.
FANDOM: AtS
RATING: NC-17.
PAIRING: Faith/Wesley
SUMMARY: Faith. Wes. Carsmut.
SPOILERS: Angel: The Series. 'Salvage' (4.13)
DISCLAIMER: Characters aren't mine.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Wrote this a while back. Forgot about it. Not as smutty as I wanted, but… You know. La la la.
DEDICATION: Wrote it at minim_calibre's encouraging, so, it's all yours, hon. Heh.
( Let me get this straight... ) |
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[Jul. 4th, 2003|02:28 pm] |
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TITLE: Guilty But Insane.
FANDOM: BtVS.
RATING: R.
PAIRING: Willow.
SUMMARY: Willow floats through life, these days.
SPOILERS: General season 6 & 7. Honestly, though, you won't be spoiled if you haven't seen S7. I just refer to a specific event, but do not name it.
DISCLAIMER: The characters belong to Joss. The title belongs to Poppy Z. Brite. The plot belongs to me.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Set post-S7, because it seems to feel that way. Written for the the_improv/BAImprov Archive. Improve #2/#69. "Poppy Z. Brite Title Challenge. Pick a title of a book or story and write your own fic inspired by the title. This does not mean you should take her work and insert Jossverse characters into it. It means you should let the title inspire you to find your own story."
( Willow is a person that sees ghosts. ) |
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[Jul. 1st, 2003|05:13 pm] |
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TITLE: Want.
RATING: NC-17.
PAIRING: VM/OB
SUMMARY: Viggo paints (?)
WARNINGS: Bloodplay, cutting, imagery, etc. If you cut or are recovering, this may be triggering.
DISCLAIMER: Not mine, and I'm sure they're thankin' god for that one ;)
AUTHOR'S NOTES: I sat and stared at this for over an hour deciding whether or not I should post it. I'm still not sure I should, but I'm going to anyway. What the hell.
DEDICATION: whisperwords asked for it. It's all her fault. :D
( The pain is keen and bright... ) |
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[Jun. 24th, 2003|06:17 pm] |
For lotrips100:
"The sax wailed and sobbed. The piano dreamed behind it."
- Drawing Blood by Poppy Z. Brite. P. 90.
Timbre (Viggo)
He had not touched his piano in months.
As the sad wail of the saxophone curled in his ear like the comforting embrace of an old friend, Viggo sat at his piano. He laid his fingers gently on the keys, feeling them imprint on the thin layer of dust that had collected. He found middle C and pressed down gently, the strong, lucid tone clearing his head.
He closed his eyes and allowed himself to sway, fingers picking out the perfect accompaniment to the saxophone. The dance was familiar to him, and they met in his mind like two lovers. |
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[Jun. 11th, 2003|05:17 am] |
Breathtaking (Viggo/Orlando)
Smoke curled lazily around the flickering candle flame. Viggo wondered if the drying blood on his cigarette would give it a noticeable change in flavor.
If it would taste like Orlando.
The boy was naked and panting on his bed; sweat sheening and bleeding. Whispering words that did not exist. Cipher and lexis were etched into that creamy flesh, and the discarded quill pen lay in a makeshift blood-inkpot created by the hollow of hipbone, like some perverse Marquis de Sade castoff.
But Viggo was not a sadist. No, Viggo was an artist. A poet.
With a rather unusual canvas. |
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[Jun. 9th, 2003|10:55 pm] |
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TITLE: A Spectrum, of Sorts.
FANDOM: LotR RPS.
RATING: R (Imagery).
PAIRING: Dom/Elijah.
SUMMARY: On the I-15 to Las Vegas.
WARNINGS: Character deaths.
DISCLAIMER: Only the plot is mine.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: contrelamontre challenge using merging/blending colors. Thanks muchly to mouschichaton for the beta! *Smooch*
( Elijah smoked too much. ) |
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[Apr. 8th, 2003|10:59 am] |
For lotrips100:
Redundant [Orlando/Viggo]
Orlando hates Legolas. His grace, his skill, his beauty, his eternal ... eternalness. So exasperating.
The Elf is powerful and confidant and would never allow himself to be manipulated and led on and fucked and used and discarded, and he would never allow Aragorn to bruise his heart and make him cry... because Legolas was above all of that. He would turn his icy blue gaze, aloof and elsewhere. He was never inundated with the weaknesses of Men.
But then, he also knows that Aragorn loves Legolas.
Orlando looks to Viggo, but the older man will not meet his eyes. |
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[Apr. 1st, 2003|03:37 am] |
Written for lotrips100
Coffee (Viggo/Orlando)
He didn't drink coffee; he was a tea man. There were several reasons why: It made him too jittery, it smelled terrible, it stained his teeth… But he especially hated the way it made Orlando taste.
Orlando drank a lot of coffee. Probably enough for the both of them. But the only time Viggo drank the bitter liquid was when he supped it out in sweat form from Orlando's navel, or licked it with a quick tongue-flick from the writhing boy's brow or cock.
There was one good thing to be said for coffee - It afforded healthy bouts of stamina.
Paint (Viggo/Miranda)
Bitter. Salt and bitter. And flesh...
She had flashes of color. Spray and splash. Teeth gnashed. Colors garishly mixed and canvassed on skin. Pale and tan. Dark and wan. Curved and hard and fit so nice and snug and tight.
("Can I paint you, Miranda?")
Her skin itched and cracked, only she knew her skin was not normally cerulean and magenta. Paint. Bitter and dry. She was sore. She was bitter and dry.
It was morning and she was on the floor, naked and alone and in a myriad of color. Then she heard the shower-spray and everything was fine. |
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[Feb. 14th, 2003|02:27 am] |
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Mm, fic. Angelus/Connor fic.
TITLE: Little Child.
FANDOM: Angel: The Series.
RATING: R.
PAIRING: Angelus/Connor.
SUMMARY: What if the chat between Connor and Angelus had gone a bit differently?
SPOILERS: 'Soulless'.
WARNINGS: Little bit of blood. Little bit of incest.
DISCLAIMER: They are not mine, unfortunately, but belong to the mighty Evil One, Joss Whedon.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: BA Improv - Beatles' song/album title. [theimprov.obsessedmuch.net]
DEDICATION: To my Stoners [four-am.com/stones] for being fabulous, and to paranoidkitten for the quick and awesome beta. Cheers, all. Oh, and to Sean Astin for directing such an amazing episode.
( Oops, there goes that delicate pinky bone. ) |
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[Feb. 5th, 2003|01:12 am] |
| [ | Tags | | | fic: gony | ] |
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TITLE: Inveterate.
FANDOM: Gangs of New York.
SUMMARY: Bill has a routine.
RATING: PG-13.
SPOILERS: General for the film.
FEEDBACK: It would be most appreciated.
DISCLAIMER: Not mine.
DEDICATION: To Gemma. Okay, okay - I won't let you be the only one who writes Bill! You asked, and you shall receive. Thank you sarahchica for the wonderful and quick beta :) You're a doll.
( Inveterate. ) |
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[Jan. 30th, 2003|01:43 am] |
| [ | Tags | | | fic: gony | ] |
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| | An Poc Ar Buile - Gaelic Storm | ] |
TITLE: Craic.
FANDOM: Gangs of New York.
SUMMARY: Johnny and Amsterdam share a drink and some memories.
PAIRING: Johnny/Amsterdam.
RATING: PG-13.
SPOILERS: General for the film.
FEEDBACK: It would be most appreciated.
DISCLAIMER: Not mine.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: contrelamontre improv. 45 minutes. Sound. This took me a bit over the time, but not by much. I had to take a pause to look up that damn blessing. The translations are after the story.
( Ní tír gan teanga.. ) |
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