Without You, Ambiguous Backstory Is Nothing
Inception/Ocean's 11; PG 13; 3 500 words; Rusty/Eames, Rusty/Danny

Companion piece to the brilliant I Don't Think You Think I Think About Probability by karanguni.

( ‘Simple,’ says Danny, ‘I’ll dream it.’ So of course they all end up in jail. )

Torque.
Inception coda. 1000 word concept fic. PG.
This is not his curse, this should not be his madness. This was always Mal’s, this totem, this virus.

( It’s late at night and the children are dreaming and the top won’t stop spinning. )

I have committed The Losers flashfic! This kind of sprang instantaneously from my brain in the hours after I watched the film. Which is amazing and something everyone should watch so they can all keep me company in my descent into madness, gunporn, and JDM obsession.

So. This one's for egregiouslypink, seeing as how she is quite possibly the only person on my flist in this criminally small fandom.

Title: Blood Comes Off Easily
Wordcount: 3333
Rating: R
Warnings: Childhood trauma of a violent nature, and character death (both are implied, not explicit).

( She didn’t grow up in the wilds of Northern Africa; she spent a summer there once, which was when she picked up the habit of collecting human ears. )

My contribution to summergen:

Palindromes
She became the shivering tremble of a whetting stone across the edge of a blade, the heavy scent of gun oil and long afternoons working on the once-hated Impala.
For the prompt: AU. John dies on the ceiling, and Mary goes after the YED.


Go check out the masterlist, there are some brilliant fics, artwork and vids just waiting to be praised.

( Summergen recs )

Wow, it must be exam time. Operation Procrastination is at Defcon One.

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Leverage:



'cause geek and muscle go together like horse and carriage
The Alec/Eliot comment fic party. You know you want to come and play ...


It's very timely, actually, considering this fascinating meta by facetofcathy on the stastics of the burgeoning Leverage fandom activity, and the surprising lack of Alec Hardison, the One Geek to Rule Us All. (Okay, that last bit was all me.)


My contribution: Snuggling.


Supernatural:

Pimping out a new community:



They too have a comment fic meme going on, the theme of which is 4.22: The Day After.

This is mine.
(Spoilery, obviously. Set immediately post-finale to the prompt: You-Know-Who is suddenly right there.)


The spn_summergen have gone out, and I'm very happy with mine; I've been hit with an awesome concept, and now all I have to do is pull it off.

If you got my prompts, don't worry about sticking to them exactly, I'm very relaxed, and you can go off on all the tangents you like.

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Meme:

Everyone has things they blog about. Everyone has things they don't blog about. Challenge me out of my comfort zone by telling me something I don't blog about, but you'd like to hear about, and I'll write a post a reply about it. Ask for anything: latest movie watched, last book read, political leanings, thoughts on yaoi, favorite type of underwear, graphic techniques, etc.

So there's this library on my campus, it's a secondary library, far away from the main one, sequestered away in an old corner, and in this library, there's a floor where hardly anybody ever goes. It's full of the most amazing books, in languages I can't begin to recognize, let alone read. I love it. There are, however, some books in English, old, old, old books. Wandering around, as I do sometimes in between study bouts, pulling random books off the shelves, I came across a small, red book that was in tatters, and full of old Irish spells and curses. This is one:


A Charm against Accidents, Fire, Tempests, Water, Knife or Lance.

"Jesus, Savior of men. In Jesus trust, and in Mary trust truly for all grace.
This is the measure of the wounds of Christ upon the Cross, which was brought to Constantinople to the Emperor as a most precious relic, so that no evil enemy might have power over him. And whoever reads it, or hears it, cannot be hurt by fire or tempest, or the knife, or the lance; neither can the devil have power over him, nor will he die an untimely death, but safety from all dangers will be his to the end."


( Thoughts on When the Levee Breaks + Lucifer Rising. )
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Deluge.

Coda to SPN 4.22


( après nous, le déluge. )

[Crossposted to Livejournal.]

A silly, cracky Good Omens drabble for karanguni, who has recently reached egregiously unnatural levels of awesome.


Footnotes to the Strange and Varied Ethics of the Demon Formerly Known as Crawly.

( Oddly enough, the original document has never been uncovered. )

So my lgbtfest fic is up, written for the prompt:



- Life, and Other Things.




( Thoughts on the Heroes Finale )

1. I'm on dreamwidth here if anybody wants to find me.


2. All are welcome, Open ID and DW users alike. I just thought Leverage needed a home base on external territory. ;)




3. Posted fic on the Supernatural H/C Meme for the prompt:

Dean, Castiel, Sam (slashy is good but not required, gen good too!)

A demon has a grudge against Castiel (maybe for his role in getting Dean saved, or in killing Alistair). Sam and Dean arrive in time to save their angel, but there's repair & comfort needed, of course.

It's over here.


4. This makes me sick to my stomach. (Review of the new Seth Rogen film 'Observe and Report')

"It's like date rape — that's funny, right?" - star, Anna Faris.

Of course. Because Rape is hilarious.

Title: Eschatology
Fandom: Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles
Notes: Post S2 Finale, 1300 words. PG-13

He doesn’t track time anymore, doesn’t want to, stops caring about the complexities of the tangled web his mother wove and instead plays at blood brothers.


( Here. )

Meme from speccygeekgrrl

1. Take five books off your bookshelf.
2. Book #1 -- first sentence
3. Book #2 -- last sentence on page fifty
4. Book #3 -- second sentence on page one hundred
5. Book #4 -- next to the last sentence on page one hundred fifty
6. Book #5 -- final sentence of the book
7. Make the five sentences into a paragraph


I first met Dean not long after my wife and I split up. I murmured an excuse and slipped away, leaving them to their own formidable devices. The eye of the saint, focused on the meaning of a short earthly life, frightful in every way, focused on the imminence of the final decision about an endless new life to come, this burnt-out eye, in a half-wasted body, made men of the old world tremble to their depths. A long, stringy man, wearing three rows of beads around his neck, and a belt of chicken-bones around his waist; his dark skin stained with ashes his hair loose and long - naked except for beads and ashes, the sadhu strides up amongst the red-tiled mansions. I felt like a monster reincarnation of Horatio Alger ... A Man on the Move, and just sick enough to be totally confident.

( Which sparked an apocalyptic SPN drabble. Don't ask. Spoilers are vague for S4 )

Title: Misbegotten

Rating: PG-13

Wordcount: ~500

Spoilers: Up to 4x04, Metamorphosis. (+ Pure speculation).

Characters: Ruby, Sam.

Disclaimer: Supernatural does not belong to me.

Summary: A Ruby drabble, on just what Lilith did to her. Lilith, Lucifer, The Lord, angels, demons and Sam Winchester. It's all colliding and she's running away from the eye of the storm as fast as she can.


( Ruby walks away from the boy king... )

Title: Five Collisions of the Stark Kind
Summary: Five drabbles crossing Tony Stark into the universes of Supernatural, Stargate SG1, Doctor Who, Stargate: Atlantis and House, M.D.
Pairings: Gen. Maybe vague slashiness. If you're dizzy and have blurred vision. And are slightly-clinically-insanely-impaired-by-fandom. Which is only as it should be.
Rating: PG/13-ish for language.
Characters: Tony Stark, Rhodey, Dean Winchester, Samantha Carter, Jack O'Neill, the Doctor, John Sheppard, Rodney McKay, House, Cuddy.
Wordcount: All up, ~2000.



( 1. Supernatural )
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( 2. Stargate SG1 )
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( 3. Doctor Who )
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( 4. Stargate: Atlantis )
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( 5. House M.D )

Title: Error, Error: Deviation
Chapter: 1/?
Pairing: Sheppard/McKay, OT4
Rating: M 15+
Summary: John, John Sheppard was screaming silently at them from the screen, blood trailing down his face. Only he was very, very wrong. Rodney saw it straight away, something dark around the eyes, desperation, and more than that, an ice-cold rage that seemed to promise painful punishment for those people on the other end.
Word Count:~ 8 000
Warning: AU!team colliding with the canon team, OT4, Wraith Queen sexual manipulation, slight hints of meta-fic.
Disclaimer: Stargate: Atlantis, characters, colon and all, does not belong to me.

( The sirens rang out. )

Title: Triad.

Summary: Short, concept-fic with a slight future/AU feel. How the SGC views the Atlanteans when they come on home visits.

Rating: PG

Wordcount: 380

Notes: Only general spoilers, none for season four as I have not seen it yet, but the assumption that Elizabeth survives in this 'verse.

Characters mentioned by name are: Jack O'Neill, John Sheppard, Elizabeth Weir and Rodney McKay.
Gen.

( They are no longer the familiar and comforting creatures of Earth. )