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Feb. 20th, 2007 11:38 am...to your semi-regular dose of fanfic links.
CSI, Fibonacci A cracktastic premise (hooker!fic), made into real. Greg/Nick. "I know how this works," Greg had said. "You don't have to wine and dine me. Cops get freebies." And it was kind of hilarious in retrospect the way Nick's eyes had widened in unexaggerated horror, how he'd said, mortified, "I meant coffee! Real coffee!" and how Greg had been so shocked stupid all he could say was "Oh."
Kormanverse, I Want to Go Home, Five Things That Hang On the Wall Of Rudy Miller's Home Office 1. A green pennant, with the following text, slightly faded, printed in white: UNIVERSITY OF TORONTO TRIVIAL PURSUIT CHAMPION. One day, eight weeks since the last time Mike and Rudy had a moment alone together. Sequel to A Very Long Summer and AVLS Epilogue: II. MAde of awesome.
SGA, A Slightly Different Quality of Light John sees, for a single split second, every single atom in Atlantis, every piece of information and stream of data, every problem and interface and the answer to every single mystery--the full weight of a city and its people and its 10,000 year old history and then he sees nothing at all because it's being pulled out of him, like a black hole draining a star.
SGA, Tab A Slot B "The men spend the entire meeting trying not to stare at each other's tits and failing miserably."
SGA, Two-Stepping "I didn’t know what had happened then, really." Katie’s still talking to her knees. "But I thought – some of what he said didn’t sound like Rodney, so..." Laura Cadman/Katie Brown
SGA/X-Men, With Wings So Bright They Burn "He blinked, and looked again. Where every other expedition member had their mutant abilities listed, there was a short, black line in McKay's file. McKay was human. Entirely human, and maybe John had sensed that somehow, maybe that was the reason for his spontaneous dislike, despite McKay being actually kind of cool underneath his asshole exterior."
Torchwood, Employee Benefits "He wants to see how much I want this job, I think for a minute, and then we’re back and working and it doesn’t matter, because I’m thinking; working; my brain’s ticking like I’m high on something other than Neapolitan pizza and coffee and the results are starting to make sense, I can see a pattern emerging and I’ve got a grin the size of the Bristol channel because this is just fucking brilliant." Jack/Owen
Supernatural, Under Hill "Can't we just kill a bunch of elves without having to talk about our feelings?" Dean said. "We don't know anything, okay? Maybe we hate each other's guts. Maybe we're just partners, like cops or something."
CSI, Fibonacci A cracktastic premise (hooker!fic), made into real. Greg/Nick. "I know how this works," Greg had said. "You don't have to wine and dine me. Cops get freebies." And it was kind of hilarious in retrospect the way Nick's eyes had widened in unexaggerated horror, how he'd said, mortified, "I meant coffee! Real coffee!" and how Greg had been so shocked stupid all he could say was "Oh."
Kormanverse, I Want to Go Home, Five Things That Hang On the Wall Of Rudy Miller's Home Office 1. A green pennant, with the following text, slightly faded, printed in white: UNIVERSITY OF TORONTO TRIVIAL PURSUIT CHAMPION. One day, eight weeks since the last time Mike and Rudy had a moment alone together. Sequel to A Very Long Summer and AVLS Epilogue: II. MAde of awesome.
SGA, A Slightly Different Quality of Light John sees, for a single split second, every single atom in Atlantis, every piece of information and stream of data, every problem and interface and the answer to every single mystery--the full weight of a city and its people and its 10,000 year old history and then he sees nothing at all because it's being pulled out of him, like a black hole draining a star.
SGA, Tab A Slot B "The men spend the entire meeting trying not to stare at each other's tits and failing miserably."
SGA, Two-Stepping "I didn’t know what had happened then, really." Katie’s still talking to her knees. "But I thought – some of what he said didn’t sound like Rodney, so..." Laura Cadman/Katie Brown
SGA/X-Men, With Wings So Bright They Burn "He blinked, and looked again. Where every other expedition member had their mutant abilities listed, there was a short, black line in McKay's file. McKay was human. Entirely human, and maybe John had sensed that somehow, maybe that was the reason for his spontaneous dislike, despite McKay being actually kind of cool underneath his asshole exterior."
Torchwood, Employee Benefits "He wants to see how much I want this job, I think for a minute, and then we’re back and working and it doesn’t matter, because I’m thinking; working; my brain’s ticking like I’m high on something other than Neapolitan pizza and coffee and the results are starting to make sense, I can see a pattern emerging and I’ve got a grin the size of the Bristol channel because this is just fucking brilliant." Jack/Owen
Supernatural, Under Hill "Can't we just kill a bunch of elves without having to talk about our feelings?" Dean said. "We don't know anything, okay? Maybe we hate each other's guts. Maybe we're just partners, like cops or something."
