Albino! no punch back

Butterfly
Buffy
ficlet
prompt from comment_fic was 'Tara didn't die'
warnings: character death, suicide, violence, depression, murder (nothing worse than they show on the show).


( if a butterfly farts in Africa, there will be a tornado in Kansas )

Cure
Buffy
drabble
prompt was Cure

She's had months, but no cure.

Now she has the cure, but no time.

Angelus is in front of her, smirking, taunting. His hands are cold on her throat and face. She knows what's coming, can feel death getting ready to pounce.

A twist, a crunch, and she's done. The cure dies with her, burns in the remains of the computer, glistens in the shattered pieces of the orb on the floor.

The man Angel was dies with her.

Her chance with Rupert, her hope for a life together, gone in the turn of a head.

Jenny slumps to the floor.

The cure dies with her.

Zombie
Buffy
drabble
prompt was The Cranberries Songs (I chose Zombie)


His head is getting heavy, he can't keep it up any longer. He knows something bad's happening, reaches out for his mom, but there's nothing except the pain at his throat.

His eyes slip shut and the vampire drinking from him let his limp young body drop, tears at his wrist and holds it to the boys mouth.

It's a fight for control. A little boy's soul versus the power of the Anointed One, the full power of the Order of Aurelius brought to bear.

The little boy, Colin, doesn't stand a chance.

From the ashes of the five, the Anointed One has risen.

The #7 Special
True Blood
ficlet
prompt was Lafayette/Eric
for Fall Fandom Free For All
potential dubcon situation

( I apologize now for my attempt at porn )

Flight #7
Battlestar Galactica
prompt was Lee/Kara, post series, finally getting to spend time together
written for Fall Fandom Free For All
warning for character death

( Well, frak me )

Colours
Firefly
ficlet
prompt was Wash, bright colors(sic)
posted to comment_fic


His homeworld was muted browns, and abysmal greys. The sky was constantly overcast, even with the terraforming, and he didn't see stars until he left for the piloting school on Leshen. Even the clothes were dull.

It was what drove him.

The beauty and the stars and the wonder. His home world felt so small and dirty and he was drowning in it.

As soon as he was off world he invested in the most colourful and garish clothes imaginable, despite what it did to his meager savings.

The first time he saw a gas nebula he almost cried. The first time he slipped into a Hawaiian shirt he laughed out loud, right in the store, earning an odd look from the guy behind the counter.

It was the colour that made everything worth doing and kept him from going home.

Because as big and glorious as the universe was he was alone in it.

Until he saw her.

Chocolate, Mocha, Earthy Goddess. A thousand adjectives to describe the glory of her skin and they all left something wanting. She was by far the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen, and he'd seen the moons of Osirus, blue and green and misty because of the atmo, the nebulas so bright and painful it was like looking into the face of God.


Her name was Zoe, and crappy ship or not, he knew this was where his journey was meant to lead him.

Bullet
Original
drabble
written for 15 minute ficlet
prompt was bullet



It starts with a bang.

I'm flying, twisting in the wind. I spiral out of the darkness, into life. There's fire behind me, lines scraped into me by my exit. I'm heading out into the world. My life is short, and the person I'm heading for is going down with me.

There's an expression I heard once. Everyone has a bullet with their name on it. The trick is to die from old age before your bullet finds you.

Guess this guy never heard that saying.

I hit my target. Dead center.

We both go down.

It all ends with a whimper.

The difference between season 1 and season 2,
Stargate SG1
ficlet for comment_fic
prompt was Jack/Daniel, can't live with the deception anymore

( give me a head with hair, long beautiful hair, shining, gleaming, shoulder length or longer* )


* I may complete have scewed up the lyrics to that song.

The Poetic Irony Edda, Circa 1999
Buffy
prompt was Xander/anyone, Odin hanging on the Tree of Knowledge
for comment_fic

( Wounded I hung on wind swept gallows )

Falling Down Golden Stairs
ficlet
prompt was "Rapunzel, It didn't begin with 'once upon a time' and it certainly didn't end with 'happily ever after"
for comment_fic
some disturbing iimagery.

( Let down you golden stair )

Sunday
Dresden Files
ficlet/fic
prompt was school for dresdenflashfic

spoilers for Small Favours
contains canonical racial issues which I hope have been dealt with respectfully.
also references, in passing, adult situations, but nothing too graphic.

( title inspired by Cliff Burns poem of the same name )



My last waking thought
a heresy,
ghastly in its implications:
a loophole not closed
a singularity to bedevil perfection

-Sunday, by Cliff Burns

Dean/Pie
Supernatural
written for the prompt Dean, the smell of Pie, for comment_fic

this fic has been remixed here


( Pie is life )

But the war won't stop for the love of God
T:TSCC
prompt was Sarah, drifting, post series, for comment_fic





Her son was in a future she was trying to destroy.

So was the terminator, although she wasn't as worried about her.

Her brother-in-law was lying in an unmarked grave, and Charlie was gone too.

Sarah Conner has always been alone, but now she feels it.

She tracks the companies she knows and suspects may be involved in the end of the world. Tries to figure out the clues written in blood on her garage wall.

But she's not really trying.

The future has been changed by her before. She's sure of it. Dates changed, her death, everything. If she re-writes the future she might be paving over her son. If she does nothing the world will still end in blood and fire.

She tries to stop what is starting to seem inevitable, but not too hard. As much as she wants to save the world her son will always come first. She's a mother first, then a soldier.

That leaves her in a bad spot. She can't think of a damned thing to do that might help her son, and a million things that might write him out of history. She's at a loss for the first time since she realized she was pregnant. She doesn't have a plan, a goal, it's not all about her son anymore and she's just drifting.

Every day brings her closer to her son, and even closer to D-Day. And she's not sure she wants to fight either, anymore.

Getting it
Firefly
written for comment_fic
prompt was Kaylee/Simon, tummy ache
ficlet


( I really don't do smut well )

Birds Eye View
Firefly
prompt was chaos for 15 minute ficlets from DW

has been remixed here


Simon sees chaos in River.

She's his sister. She's a lunatic.

She's his only family; that counts or that counts him.

She cost him everything. She's everything.

Still out of her mind though.

He tries a hundred drugs, a thousand combinations. It buys him seconds. Moments of clarity for the greatest mind he's ever known.

A normal person trapped by their own mind is tragic enough, but River, she could have been so much more.

As much as everyone enjoys her stabbing Jayne and rubbing soup in her hair, Simon knows she could be out there, changing the 'verse. If only the academy had left her alone.

If only's might drive him as mad as she is.

She's a burden. She's his hope.

She's chaos, she's the only order he has out here in the black.

Do Over, a what if story
Supernatural
prompt was Sam's powers develop early
for comment_fic

warning :character death, general mayham, offscreen harm to animals.

( An AU where the Winchester's Mom lived )

Not Dead Yet
Dresden Files Bookverse
ficlet for comment_fic
prompt was Morgan/Molly, not dead yet.


( Spoilers for Turn Coat and Proven Guilty )

Dream
DresdenFiles (TV verse)
spoilers for Hair of the Dog
ficlet, barely more than a drabble
prompt was Sleep
for dresdenflashfic





Hey dog.

She's got so much to say and so very little time in which to say it.

The real nightmare's when you wake up.

She needs to warn her, to absolve her of her guilt, she needs to say goodbye.

you need Dresden. Get help.

But Heather tells her there is no help and Mina's heart breaks just a little. Her best friend doesn't comprehend the full situation yet, and she's already hurt, heading towards broken.

Mina does her best to let Heather know that her murder wasn't her fault. She can feel the dream ending. Reality starts to intrude and Heather's wounds bleed into the dream world, the halfway place between the dead and the living.

Just shut up and get out of here.

She gives her the message one last time, hoping it sticks with her once she wakes up.

find Dresden, he's your way out.

While Sleeping, I murder the world
Dresden Files
ficlet
challenge was Sleep for dresdenflashfic

in text quote from Proven Guilty, p. 315
title is from the poem Monster, by Cliff J. Burns

( For Lucifer was once God's most beloved creation )


There is nothing that cannot be achieved
through sustained effort and an exertion of the
will; the mind can bend and shape reality at its
discretion; while sleeping, I murder the world.
-Violins in the Void

Every which way, but up.
X-Men movie verse
prompt was X-men: Movies, Scott/Rogue, danger room (Rogue's pov)
for comment_fic

( set post X2 )