Jul. 29th, 2012 07:50 pm
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A few days ago on twitter, [personal profile] anatsuno mentoned a couple of hilarious typos she'd read.

One of them was: yurt/comfort.

Arthur, Eames, 500-ish words )


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 Language of Love
Inception story for cobweb diamond - prompt "Now that you've tazed me I refuse to buy you flowers"

please excuse the lack of a cut, my tablet does well with the entry posting interface
twitter prompts are love )

lunch break

Apr. 8th, 2010 01:35 pm
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A little drabble for [personal profile] kate , and me and all the rest of us too prone to skipping lunch or eating at our desks. Happy Thursday afternoon!

It's a grumbling sort of preening coming from the CSO's corner of the lab. Stabbing at laptop keys and muttering about "two doctorates is overqualified for lunch room monitoring" and "eating at my desk" and "goddamned electrical resistance simulations". But by the time Teyla is at the door, Torren's still damp hand in hers ("Alreadys washed, Uncle Rodney!"), Dr. McKay is ready to go, with a final glare around the room.

Teyla kisses Torren goodbye on his forehead ("See you back home for naptime" and "Awwww, Mama"), and shoulder bumps Rodney before going down the hall, child free. And Rodney hitches Torren onto his hip as they head to the messhall, both chattering at once: "Uncle Ronon caughted a fish as big as ME" and "better grip on our tires, we'll beat Uncle Floppy Hair next time" and "lunch, lunch, lunch, lunch, lunch" echoing down the corridor behind them. 
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Disclaimer: Not mine.
Nothing in my hand. Nothing up my sleeve.
Warnings: mention of character death
Reason I'm not writing this: Character death. And all of the accompanying baggage of killing off female characters as a handy plot device.
Reason I did write it: I've had this scene in my head for months, and it gets in my way when I'm trying to write something else

Maybe if I write it down, it will get out of my head ) 
beachlass: sailboat (sail away)
SGA story
for[ profile] beadattitude
prompts: John/Rodney, crickets, bottle, polish
Kind of an accompanying piece to Sleeping Arrangements
Spoilers, yup.
Characters not mine.

Bead - *spreads hands hopelessly*  It went in an unexpected direction.

And then it all goes to hell... )

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SGA Story
Not mine, at all, at all, at all

Sleeping Arrangements )
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Torchwood Ficlet
Originally posted as a comment in[ profile] cereta 's journal
Disclaimer: Neither Captain Harkness, nor the man who's got his back belong to me

Question: What do your favorite characters eat for breakfast?

Answer )
beachlass: Text: There are 2 rules. 1: Never give all the information. 2. (two rules)

Torchwood Fic
Disclaimer: So Not Mine
Rated: R


Jack has a thing about Ianto's shirts )
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SGA ficlet
Rated: Mature
Disclaimer: Not Mine
Originally written for
[personal profile] telesilla , and posted as  comment fic 
Prompt: spanking and crossdressing

Now he's glad... )
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Fandom: SGA - which wholly belongs to not-me

Title: I've Enough to Endure Without Being Tutted At

Rating: PG

Note: Inspired by[ profile] gaffsie 's comment on face of joe about John as Bertie Wooster.

'The modern young man,' said Aunt Dahlia, 'is a congenital idiot and wants a nurse to lead him by the hand and some strong attendant to kick him regularly at intervals of a quarter of an hour.' )

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SGA fic
Rating G, crack
Disclaimer 1: Neither the Stargate characters, nor the genius of Maurice Sendak belong to me.
Disclaimer 2: I'm not sure this makes a whole lot of sense, but I'm putting it out there, because it's driving me crazy living in my head.

... mischief of one kind and another )

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Five Times Draco Malfoy Said “I Love You”
Neither Draco, nor anything else in this story belongs to me.
Rating: Mature for references

The first time Draco said “I love you” to Astoria was at their wedding rehearsal. He was drunk… )
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Drabble for [ profile] thursday_kat.

Prompt: Contentment
Same storyworld as the last one: a few pieces of canon compliance twisted upside down and backwards.
Rowlings' characters and fantasy world are not mine, I'll put them back undamaged in just a moment.

Contentment )
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You know how the really odd ideas can take up residence in your brain? Yeah.

Story Post
The Malfoys don’t belong to me, really they don’t.
Epilogue compliant in its' own way, of all the odd things
I really can't do math, apparently or remember about James.
Rated PG13? Maybe?

halfway up the stairs is where I like to sit )
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Story Post

Kakashi doesn't belong to me, neither does Genma or anyone else.

Gift for [ profile] nezumiko, prompt: Kakashi, Genma, laundry.

Rating: Hard R at least.

Pursuit )
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