Fic Masterlist Sticky Post
Masterlist of Fics
This isn't everything, but it's almost everything I've posted on LJ. A lot of my stories aren't NC-17, but it would probably be safe to assume they all are, just in case I forgot to label one here.
White Collar
Company
Neal/Elizabeth/Peter
Neal: In some alternate universe, you'd be wearing power ties, doing power lunches, flying corporate jets.
Peter: Doubt we'd have ever met.
Neal: Maybe. Under different circumstances.
Peter: Well, that's true. You might have robbed the company.
--Company Man
Due South
All due South stories are Fraser/Kowalski unless otherwise labeled.
You Can Hear the Pavement Burning
Fraser/RayK/Stella
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 12,507
Sometime after the whole mess with Victoria, Fraser is still having some trouble letting go. The answer is clearly a threesome.
Bounce
Sometimes a fella needs a little help, landing his guy.
Ray from the Material World
AU for the due South Big Bang challenge, with gorgeous art by cathybites
In the far future, humans can choose to be integrated into their spaceships, their bodies hooked up to machines as their minds act as central processing units for all ship's operations. After his disastrous affair with Victoria, Benton Fraser seizes the opportunity to be freed of the passions of his body and is accepted as an Integrated Pilot. He finally has a life of pure duty-until new partner Ray Kowalski comes along.
Want
Written for Team Whimsy in the Due South Match.
Fraser has thought it over a thousand times, gone over every single interaction, every crumb of information, every scrap or clue.
Again, This Time
Due South Sekrit Santa story for akamine_chan.
"I love you," Ray says during the commercial break, halfway through the Leafs game he knows Fraser has been looking forward to for weeks.
Simply Green
Birthday fic for zabira. NC-17
"Fraser, I am not gonna be your pimp, okay!"
It could maybe say strange things about their working relationship that no one in the busy bullpen even bats an eye at this. Conversations keep going, telephones keep ringing, Huey keeps taking some guy's statement, Dewey keeps laughing that obnoxious laugh at something Frannie said…
When it Comes to This
Written for hurry_sundown's birthday
Afterwards, Ray asked Fraser if he wanted to grab some dinner, like 97.88% of the times they were working together in the afternoons. Fraser looked at Ray like he'd just promised him season tickets to see the Leafs play when all he was really offering was a grilled cheese sandwich down at the diner. Maybe some soup, if they got a little crazy.
Untitled ficlet
Written for slidellra's Shiny Things tag game
Fraser shuts up, but he's plenty noisy about it.
Sixty to Zero
An F/K PWP in the GTO. IDK.
Maybe "having the hots" and "making intimate" didn't mean the same things in Canada as they did in America?
So This is Not the Place
Pinch-hit for the dS Seekrit Santa exchange.
Fraser is standing on the sidelines, watching the dance floor, and Ray... Ray is dancing.
Consequences
Stocking-stuffer ficlet for hurry_sundown.
"Oh, no you don't!" Ray jabbed two fingers into Fraser's chest. "You do not get to pawn this off on American customs. This is some Canadian thing, because if we had done this the American way, we woulda been knocking boots by now. Instead, here you are, hiding out. In Canada. Well, fine!" He stalked over to the Consulate sitting room and didn't so much sit on the couch as throw himself onto it, slump down into the cushions and cross his arms, glaring at Fraser. "Here I am. Let's talk."
Lost
Amnesia fic. Written for a Rounds of Kink challenge, although so far completely sex-free. Although it stands alone, it's not really completed to my satisfaction. Meh.
Thirty-six years
RayK comment snippet for Nos, who was having happy daydreams of Callum starring in the X-Men movies.
And now people in Spandex and capes are knocking on his door (the polite ones, anyway) and asking him to join the freaking Brotherhood of Mutants when Ray's only got one brother and he's lucky if he gets a Christmas card from the guy every other year.
And There We Were
A silly thank you ficlet for china_shop and sageness. My first time writing dead!Bob.
“And there we were, man against polar bear, both at peak physical condition for our respective species, if I may say so, but only one of us blessed by nature with a decided height and weight advantage and a nasty set of claws. Then again, only one of us had opposable thumbs.”
“Dad, is there a point to this story?”
Like Bacon and Axle Grease
I'm kinda fond of this story, partly because I had so much fun writing an ensemble fic with due South's hilarious roster of characters. Written for I believe the first dS Match. NC-17
“Like toothpaste and orange juice - two great tastes that don't go together at all.”
Body Talk
My effort for the Team Romance drabble tree during the dS Match.
Ray has quite mastered the knack of speaking with his body. Fraser's own body, he knows, speaks as well, and often, but never what Fraser wants to say.
The More You Know
Silly little fic for ifreet and sisterofdream.
Ray's Caribbean Adventure
For stop_drop_porn. NC-17
“Fraser, Fraser buddy, I am better than all right. I am great. I am greatness. I am on vacation in the fucking Caribbean, on a tropical island paradise, just like in the travel agency brochures. Everyone wears bikinis every day, and I sucked some guy’s cock and didn’t even think about you, and I went on a tour of the rum factory, Fraser, and did you know they give you free samples there?”
The Statistics on High Blood Pressure are Truly Alarming
Silly ficlet for the First Lines Fic Challenge. NC-17
Ray didn’t mean to spill his mugful of coffee dregs and half-dissolved M&Ms on the serge. And he had no idea the stuff wouldn’t wipe off with a paper towel. Or club soda.
So now Fraser’s uniform is streaked, smudged, blotted and wet. And a little bit effervescent.
All Aboard for Funtime
Drabble (possibly my first true drabble ever?) for the First Lines Fic Challenge.
Fraser asked him out to eat after work and Ray just--well, he wasn’t too smooth about accepting.
The Luckiest Man on the Planet
For svmadelyn's kink/cliché challenge. Mmmmmm, kink. NC-17
“So I told her, don’t worry about the oxygen tank. I didn’t get to be a certified scuba diver without learning to carry around my own rig, you know. The sharks won’t bother me, I’m used to them from my time in Baja.” I take a sip of coffee and shrug. “And that’s pretty much how I got to check out the coral reefs in Australia.”
“That’s nice, Ray,” Fraser says absently, eyes unfocused, and he shifts a little bit again, to the right this time.
I sigh.
Fraser masturbating while watching Ray
Snippet that developed in slidellra's LJ after she posted some inspirational pictures and set a really pretty scene. Never finished, never posted in my LJ, but I include it here because it is the first thing I ever posted in any capacity in this fandom.
But Ray is so lovely in the little bit of light weakly filtering in from the streetlamps, is mouth soft and lines around his eyes all but gone, his skin golden.
Podfics
china_shop agreed to let me record her completely charming Green Suede Boots
Supernatural
The Personal Touch
AU of Season Four. Dean is recently back from Hell, alone in his motel room, both bored and disinclined to hit yet another bar to score yet another pickup. So hey, if he's ever going to try to dial a date, this would be as good a time as any.
Working Man
Dean could totally be a Food Network star if he wanted to be.
Put on Your Dancing Shoes, Dean/Castiel, PG
An AU where Dean needs a favor, Castiel is the ideal fake boyfriend, and the Winchester/Campbell clan... help.
That Good Night, Cas/Risa, Cas/Dean, Dean/Risa, NC-17
An interlude during episode 4 of season 5. Dean and Cas and Risa and broken things.
What Dreams, Dean/Castiel, G
Dean is sleeping, face pressed into the pillow, and Castiel can look his fill.
Thanksgiving, Dean/Castiel, Sam, G
Sam frowns. "It's pie, Dean. Why is there pie?"
Torchwood
Innovative, Jack/Ianto, NC-17
Originally posted here for rounds_of_kink. Mmmm, kink.
As soon as Ianto walks into Jack's office, he knows something's up. He'd like to credit his keenly developed powers of observation, but really, Jack is just being patently, lewdly obvious.
Untitled Torchwood crossover
Silly, cracky, goofy silliness for sisterofdream's birthday.
Ianto supposed some people might feel threatened or uncomfortable when their lover took such lighthearted joy in luring beautiful new people into his bed. It had taken some getting used to, certainly, but Ianto quickly realized the payoff.
There was a seemingly endless source of beautiful new people in his bed.
Stargate: Atlantis
Mission: Highly Improbable, Really
Written for the 3_ships holiday gift exchange.
I'm. Kind of fond of this story, though I'd never had the slightest incliniation to write Rodney McKay fic before. I have to say, it's one of the most fun POVs I have ever gotten to play with.
Just because he doesn't have the time or inclination to randomly date completely inappropriate people in the vague hopes that someone halfway decent will turn up eventually doesn't mean he shouldn't get to have a pretty face to come home to every day. Look how well things worked out for Jeannie and what's his name. Rodney wouldn't be stupid enough not to put his career first, of course, because that would cause a tragic loss to the advancement of several branches of physics throughout the world, but someone to look after his cat and have dinner with him when he's in town would be nice. Maybe iron his shirts.
No Man Left Behind
Ronon/John pre-slash silliness. Themes that the actual show explored in "Sateda," but I did not know this at the time. Plus, the show didn't put ribbons in Ronon's hair. This here fic, we're talking maybe a good 80% ribbon-related content.
Untitled Ronon and Teyla ficlet
Posted in comments to idyll to cheer her up on a lost zebra kind of day.
BtVS/AtS
Better that Your Dumbass Plan, because the Angel series finale totally did not happen.
“You plan sucks,” he ennunciated. “Get us all killed. Fire and brimstone and dragons coming down from the sky, mate, you can put money on that.
Run
Tara/Lindsey stocking-stuffer ficlet for remember_nomore
She's running again. Preternaturally fast, and at home in nature in a way that Lindsey can never quite manage.
A Typical Tuesday Evening
Silly Angel and Lilah ficlet, for tesla321's birthday.
Untitled Gunn/Lindsey smut for the Pornathon
Lindsey’s screwing himself down on Gunn’s dick, and that’s… yeah.
Lessons in Cool: That Music Thing
Xander/Oz, co-written with my dearest tesla321. I'm still really fond of this one.
A lot of Xander's thinking time is spent strenuously not thinking about certain things. It's not as easy as it sounds.
Lessons in Cool: Being John Wayne
Xander/Oz, a sequel also co-written with the marvelous Tesla. Her Oz voice is just so wonderful. I really loved writing these with her.
He'd like to begin again, and find someone to love him.
Since the Time We Left Ourselves, or Half Past Gone
Oz/Devon. Co-written with tesla321.
Feels like Oz is fucking everywhere now, crawling up inside Devon, under his skin, setting his nerve endings on fire.
No Happy Omens
Tara/Willow, written for the Fractured Fairytales challenge. I think this was the first time I tried to be experimental?
Endlessly she sits there, mute as stone, small and red and lost. I don't remember what she was looking for, really, but the shades whisper it was me. Maybe it was me, but I don't remember why.
Mating Rituals on the Hellmouth: The Non-Date
Buffy/Oz. For a ficathon. I think I was on a mission to slash everybody ever, including het couples. I dunno.
They snagged a table by means of a cunning plan involving flirting and a small measure of deceit.
How to Tame Your Inner Freak in Six Easy Lessons
Gwen/Dawn, written for a ficathon.
"Check it out," The kid said, and held her hand out, palm facing Gwen. There was a faint pull there, that felt almost like it should crackle. "I've never felt that before."
Gwen shivered a little, eyes fluttering shut as electrons danced on her skin. She opened her eyes to see the kid examining her closely. "Nice trick," Gwen said, as coolly as she could manage. "So what's it got to do with me?"
Harmless Wolf Fun
“What is with the Spanish Inquisition? I’m trying to have a supportive conversation about uncontrollable animal urges and you’re all about the tangents, Mister!”
Cost/Benefit Analysis
Xander/Spike, post-series.
Burning. They'd said it would feel like burning, which Spike well knows is shorthand for "agony." Said it would last for days. Said there were no guarantees. Said the price might be too high.
Spike's had enough of the hand of fate that he doesn't so much care about things like price these days.
Untitled Gunn/Xander snippet
I just. Like Xander and Gunn.
On the Unifying Properties of Greenery
Spike/Xander.
It's okay as long as they don't kiss, right? That's definitely okay.
Anya!World, by tesla321
Tesla wrote this awesome story where Anya gets the visions instead of Cordelia, and then it became a series, and then she wrote a sequel, and eventually she let me in on the fun as co-writer, somewhere around here. Or something. We pretty much went nuts and paired (or threesomed) everyone up, just for fun. Life lessons were learned, people hugged and shared and grew, Connor was adopted, and we basically set out to make everyone's fondest dreams come true. Well, our fondest dreams, anyway.
Gunn/Fred/Wesley AU
In her Anya!World series, Tesla let me resolve AtS's soul-wrenching dilemma by the ultimate cure for all that ails you-threesomes. And then she let me write a flashback to how they all hooked up in the first place.
Wesley closed the door, taking the precaution of locking it. Wouldn't do to have one's employers bursting in at an inappropriate moment, suddenly and uncharacteristically eager to hear all about Fak'jer'ubop demons. "Last night, yes. Well." He cleared his throat. "Is there anything in particular you would like to discuss regarding our... our activities?"
You'd Remember
Faith/Tara smut, just because.
"Oh, hey don't sweat it. We haven't met." Faith allows her grin to slide into a smirk. "You'd remember me."
You'd Be
Xander/Doyle. I loved Doyle.
He was an adorable drunk, which was of course where the trouble started. Diego the bartender, Nancy the busgirl, Eddie the cocktail waiter and half the dancers had told Xander in no uncertain terms: Watch out for the cute drunks.
Shoulder
Gunn. I loved Gunn.
Things used to be so clear.
Unfinished WiPs
I'm so sorry.
Darla: The Series
"Bloody hell!" Spike gaped. "You're like a cockroach, you know that?"
The Agency
Lindsey/Tara/Spike OMG VTF
The job is simple, and they do it with their customary efficiency.
On Location in Egypt
Cracked-out AU WiP told from semi-famous porn star Xander Harris's extremely unreliable POV.
Ocean's 11
Three to Six Months Later
Tess and Rusty and the ghost of Daniel Ocean.
When Tess shows up at his door in Hollywood, Rusty almost gives in to a childish urge to turn around and sit with his back to the door, barricading himself from her.
Firefly
The Wager
Written with tesla321, a humorous (we hope) and porny multi-part Jayne/Mal and Inara/Mal story. NC-17
Circle
Kaylee/Inara. Why should the boys have all the fun?
Kaylee's voice is quick and clear, growing breathless as her hand speeds up, and Inara likes to listen to the halting notes. Kaylee makes her own kind of music.
Meanwhile, back at the space station…
It's late, the bar is crowded with lowlifes, and the drinks are watery. Just as well, you figure, best head back. There are worse fates, after all, and you'll more than likely find someone interesting soon enough.
The Faculty
Game
Delilah/Casey. NC-17
Delilah isn't one for too much self-analysis. She makes the choices she makes, and she makes them after careful thought and planning, like life is one big game of chess. She's always thinking several moves ahead. But once you've made your move, there's no point beating yourself up over it. Spilt milk and all--just get the fuck over it, already.
This isn't everything, but it's almost everything I've posted on LJ. A lot of my stories aren't NC-17, but it would probably be safe to assume they all are, just in case I forgot to label one here.
White Collar
Company
Neal/Elizabeth/Peter
Neal: In some alternate universe, you'd be wearing power ties, doing power lunches, flying corporate jets.
Peter: Doubt we'd have ever met.
Neal: Maybe. Under different circumstances.
Peter: Well, that's true. You might have robbed the company.
--Company Man
Due South
All due South stories are Fraser/Kowalski unless otherwise labeled.
You Can Hear the Pavement Burning
Fraser/RayK/Stella
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 12,507
Sometime after the whole mess with Victoria, Fraser is still having some trouble letting go. The answer is clearly a threesome.
Bounce
Sometimes a fella needs a little help, landing his guy.
Ray from the Material World
AU for the due South Big Bang challenge, with gorgeous art by cathybites
In the far future, humans can choose to be integrated into their spaceships, their bodies hooked up to machines as their minds act as central processing units for all ship's operations. After his disastrous affair with Victoria, Benton Fraser seizes the opportunity to be freed of the passions of his body and is accepted as an Integrated Pilot. He finally has a life of pure duty-until new partner Ray Kowalski comes along.
Want
Written for Team Whimsy in the Due South Match.
Fraser has thought it over a thousand times, gone over every single interaction, every crumb of information, every scrap or clue.
Again, This Time
Due South Sekrit Santa story for akamine_chan.
"I love you," Ray says during the commercial break, halfway through the Leafs game he knows Fraser has been looking forward to for weeks.
Simply Green
Birthday fic for zabira. NC-17
"Fraser, I am not gonna be your pimp, okay!"
It could maybe say strange things about their working relationship that no one in the busy bullpen even bats an eye at this. Conversations keep going, telephones keep ringing, Huey keeps taking some guy's statement, Dewey keeps laughing that obnoxious laugh at something Frannie said…
When it Comes to This
Written for hurry_sundown's birthday
Afterwards, Ray asked Fraser if he wanted to grab some dinner, like 97.88% of the times they were working together in the afternoons. Fraser looked at Ray like he'd just promised him season tickets to see the Leafs play when all he was really offering was a grilled cheese sandwich down at the diner. Maybe some soup, if they got a little crazy.
Untitled ficlet
Written for slidellra's Shiny Things tag game
Fraser shuts up, but he's plenty noisy about it.
Sixty to Zero
An F/K PWP in the GTO. IDK.
Maybe "having the hots" and "making intimate" didn't mean the same things in Canada as they did in America?
So This is Not the Place
Pinch-hit for the dS Seekrit Santa exchange.
Fraser is standing on the sidelines, watching the dance floor, and Ray... Ray is dancing.
Consequences
Stocking-stuffer ficlet for hurry_sundown.
"Oh, no you don't!" Ray jabbed two fingers into Fraser's chest. "You do not get to pawn this off on American customs. This is some Canadian thing, because if we had done this the American way, we woulda been knocking boots by now. Instead, here you are, hiding out. In Canada. Well, fine!" He stalked over to the Consulate sitting room and didn't so much sit on the couch as throw himself onto it, slump down into the cushions and cross his arms, glaring at Fraser. "Here I am. Let's talk."
Lost
Amnesia fic. Written for a Rounds of Kink challenge, although so far completely sex-free. Although it stands alone, it's not really completed to my satisfaction. Meh.
Thirty-six years
RayK comment snippet for Nos, who was having happy daydreams of Callum starring in the X-Men movies.
And now people in Spandex and capes are knocking on his door (the polite ones, anyway) and asking him to join the freaking Brotherhood of Mutants when Ray's only got one brother and he's lucky if he gets a Christmas card from the guy every other year.
And There We Were
A silly thank you ficlet for china_shop and sageness. My first time writing dead!Bob.
“And there we were, man against polar bear, both at peak physical condition for our respective species, if I may say so, but only one of us blessed by nature with a decided height and weight advantage and a nasty set of claws. Then again, only one of us had opposable thumbs.”
“Dad, is there a point to this story?”
Like Bacon and Axle Grease
I'm kinda fond of this story, partly because I had so much fun writing an ensemble fic with due South's hilarious roster of characters. Written for I believe the first dS Match. NC-17
“Like toothpaste and orange juice - two great tastes that don't go together at all.”
Body Talk
My effort for the Team Romance drabble tree during the dS Match.
Ray has quite mastered the knack of speaking with his body. Fraser's own body, he knows, speaks as well, and often, but never what Fraser wants to say.
The More You Know
Silly little fic for ifreet and sisterofdream.
Ray's Caribbean Adventure
For stop_drop_porn. NC-17
“Fraser, Fraser buddy, I am better than all right. I am great. I am greatness. I am on vacation in the fucking Caribbean, on a tropical island paradise, just like in the travel agency brochures. Everyone wears bikinis every day, and I sucked some guy’s cock and didn’t even think about you, and I went on a tour of the rum factory, Fraser, and did you know they give you free samples there?”
The Statistics on High Blood Pressure are Truly Alarming
Silly ficlet for the First Lines Fic Challenge. NC-17
Ray didn’t mean to spill his mugful of coffee dregs and half-dissolved M&Ms on the serge. And he had no idea the stuff wouldn’t wipe off with a paper towel. Or club soda.
So now Fraser’s uniform is streaked, smudged, blotted and wet. And a little bit effervescent.
All Aboard for Funtime
Drabble (possibly my first true drabble ever?) for the First Lines Fic Challenge.
Fraser asked him out to eat after work and Ray just--well, he wasn’t too smooth about accepting.
The Luckiest Man on the Planet
For svmadelyn's kink/cliché challenge. Mmmmmm, kink. NC-17
“So I told her, don’t worry about the oxygen tank. I didn’t get to be a certified scuba diver without learning to carry around my own rig, you know. The sharks won’t bother me, I’m used to them from my time in Baja.” I take a sip of coffee and shrug. “And that’s pretty much how I got to check out the coral reefs in Australia.”
“That’s nice, Ray,” Fraser says absently, eyes unfocused, and he shifts a little bit again, to the right this time.
I sigh.
Fraser masturbating while watching Ray
Snippet that developed in slidellra's LJ after she posted some inspirational pictures and set a really pretty scene. Never finished, never posted in my LJ, but I include it here because it is the first thing I ever posted in any capacity in this fandom.
But Ray is so lovely in the little bit of light weakly filtering in from the streetlamps, is mouth soft and lines around his eyes all but gone, his skin golden.
Podfics
china_shop agreed to let me record her completely charming Green Suede Boots
Supernatural
The Personal Touch
AU of Season Four. Dean is recently back from Hell, alone in his motel room, both bored and disinclined to hit yet another bar to score yet another pickup. So hey, if he's ever going to try to dial a date, this would be as good a time as any.
Working Man
Dean could totally be a Food Network star if he wanted to be.
Put on Your Dancing Shoes, Dean/Castiel, PG
An AU where Dean needs a favor, Castiel is the ideal fake boyfriend, and the Winchester/Campbell clan... help.
That Good Night, Cas/Risa, Cas/Dean, Dean/Risa, NC-17
An interlude during episode 4 of season 5. Dean and Cas and Risa and broken things.
What Dreams, Dean/Castiel, G
Dean is sleeping, face pressed into the pillow, and Castiel can look his fill.
Thanksgiving, Dean/Castiel, Sam, G
Sam frowns. "It's pie, Dean. Why is there pie?"
Torchwood
Innovative, Jack/Ianto, NC-17
Originally posted here for rounds_of_kink. Mmmm, kink.
As soon as Ianto walks into Jack's office, he knows something's up. He'd like to credit his keenly developed powers of observation, but really, Jack is just being patently, lewdly obvious.
Untitled Torchwood crossover
Silly, cracky, goofy silliness for sisterofdream's birthday.
Ianto supposed some people might feel threatened or uncomfortable when their lover took such lighthearted joy in luring beautiful new people into his bed. It had taken some getting used to, certainly, but Ianto quickly realized the payoff.
There was a seemingly endless source of beautiful new people in his bed.
Stargate: Atlantis
Mission: Highly Improbable, Really
Written for the 3_ships holiday gift exchange.
I'm. Kind of fond of this story, though I'd never had the slightest incliniation to write Rodney McKay fic before. I have to say, it's one of the most fun POVs I have ever gotten to play with.
Just because he doesn't have the time or inclination to randomly date completely inappropriate people in the vague hopes that someone halfway decent will turn up eventually doesn't mean he shouldn't get to have a pretty face to come home to every day. Look how well things worked out for Jeannie and what's his name. Rodney wouldn't be stupid enough not to put his career first, of course, because that would cause a tragic loss to the advancement of several branches of physics throughout the world, but someone to look after his cat and have dinner with him when he's in town would be nice. Maybe iron his shirts.
No Man Left Behind
Ronon/John pre-slash silliness. Themes that the actual show explored in "Sateda," but I did not know this at the time. Plus, the show didn't put ribbons in Ronon's hair. This here fic, we're talking maybe a good 80% ribbon-related content.
Untitled Ronon and Teyla ficlet
Posted in comments to idyll to cheer her up on a lost zebra kind of day.
BtVS/AtS
Better that Your Dumbass Plan, because the Angel series finale totally did not happen.
“You plan sucks,” he ennunciated. “Get us all killed. Fire and brimstone and dragons coming down from the sky, mate, you can put money on that.
Run
Tara/Lindsey stocking-stuffer ficlet for remember_nomore
She's running again. Preternaturally fast, and at home in nature in a way that Lindsey can never quite manage.
A Typical Tuesday Evening
Silly Angel and Lilah ficlet, for tesla321's birthday.
Untitled Gunn/Lindsey smut for the Pornathon
Lindsey’s screwing himself down on Gunn’s dick, and that’s… yeah.
Lessons in Cool: That Music Thing
Xander/Oz, co-written with my dearest tesla321. I'm still really fond of this one.
A lot of Xander's thinking time is spent strenuously not thinking about certain things. It's not as easy as it sounds.
Lessons in Cool: Being John Wayne
Xander/Oz, a sequel also co-written with the marvelous Tesla. Her Oz voice is just so wonderful. I really loved writing these with her.
He'd like to begin again, and find someone to love him.
Since the Time We Left Ourselves, or Half Past Gone
Oz/Devon. Co-written with tesla321.
Feels like Oz is fucking everywhere now, crawling up inside Devon, under his skin, setting his nerve endings on fire.
No Happy Omens
Tara/Willow, written for the Fractured Fairytales challenge. I think this was the first time I tried to be experimental?
Endlessly she sits there, mute as stone, small and red and lost. I don't remember what she was looking for, really, but the shades whisper it was me. Maybe it was me, but I don't remember why.
Mating Rituals on the Hellmouth: The Non-Date
Buffy/Oz. For a ficathon. I think I was on a mission to slash everybody ever, including het couples. I dunno.
They snagged a table by means of a cunning plan involving flirting and a small measure of deceit.
How to Tame Your Inner Freak in Six Easy Lessons
Gwen/Dawn, written for a ficathon.
"Check it out," The kid said, and held her hand out, palm facing Gwen. There was a faint pull there, that felt almost like it should crackle. "I've never felt that before."
Gwen shivered a little, eyes fluttering shut as electrons danced on her skin. She opened her eyes to see the kid examining her closely. "Nice trick," Gwen said, as coolly as she could manage. "So what's it got to do with me?"
Harmless Wolf Fun
“What is with the Spanish Inquisition? I’m trying to have a supportive conversation about uncontrollable animal urges and you’re all about the tangents, Mister!”
Cost/Benefit Analysis
Xander/Spike, post-series.
Burning. They'd said it would feel like burning, which Spike well knows is shorthand for "agony." Said it would last for days. Said there were no guarantees. Said the price might be too high.
Spike's had enough of the hand of fate that he doesn't so much care about things like price these days.
Untitled Gunn/Xander snippet
I just. Like Xander and Gunn.
On the Unifying Properties of Greenery
Spike/Xander.
It's okay as long as they don't kiss, right? That's definitely okay.
Anya!World, by tesla321
Tesla wrote this awesome story where Anya gets the visions instead of Cordelia, and then it became a series, and then she wrote a sequel, and eventually she let me in on the fun as co-writer, somewhere around here. Or something. We pretty much went nuts and paired (or threesomed) everyone up, just for fun. Life lessons were learned, people hugged and shared and grew, Connor was adopted, and we basically set out to make everyone's fondest dreams come true. Well, our fondest dreams, anyway.
Gunn/Fred/Wesley AU
In her Anya!World series, Tesla let me resolve AtS's soul-wrenching dilemma by the ultimate cure for all that ails you-threesomes. And then she let me write a flashback to how they all hooked up in the first place.
Wesley closed the door, taking the precaution of locking it. Wouldn't do to have one's employers bursting in at an inappropriate moment, suddenly and uncharacteristically eager to hear all about Fak'jer'ubop demons. "Last night, yes. Well." He cleared his throat. "Is there anything in particular you would like to discuss regarding our... our activities?"
You'd Remember
Faith/Tara smut, just because.
"Oh, hey don't sweat it. We haven't met." Faith allows her grin to slide into a smirk. "You'd remember me."
You'd Be
Xander/Doyle. I loved Doyle.
He was an adorable drunk, which was of course where the trouble started. Diego the bartender, Nancy the busgirl, Eddie the cocktail waiter and half the dancers had told Xander in no uncertain terms: Watch out for the cute drunks.
Shoulder
Gunn. I loved Gunn.
Things used to be so clear.
Unfinished WiPs
I'm so sorry.
Darla: The Series
"Bloody hell!" Spike gaped. "You're like a cockroach, you know that?"
The Agency
Lindsey/Tara/Spike OMG VTF
The job is simple, and they do it with their customary efficiency.
On Location in Egypt
Cracked-out AU WiP told from semi-famous porn star Xander Harris's extremely unreliable POV.
Ocean's 11
Three to Six Months Later
Tess and Rusty and the ghost of Daniel Ocean.
When Tess shows up at his door in Hollywood, Rusty almost gives in to a childish urge to turn around and sit with his back to the door, barricading himself from her.
Firefly
The Wager
Written with tesla321, a humorous (we hope) and porny multi-part Jayne/Mal and Inara/Mal story. NC-17
Circle
Kaylee/Inara. Why should the boys have all the fun?
Kaylee's voice is quick and clear, growing breathless as her hand speeds up, and Inara likes to listen to the halting notes. Kaylee makes her own kind of music.
Meanwhile, back at the space station…
It's late, the bar is crowded with lowlifes, and the drinks are watery. Just as well, you figure, best head back. There are worse fates, after all, and you'll more than likely find someone interesting soon enough.
The Faculty
Game
Delilah/Casey. NC-17
Delilah isn't one for too much self-analysis. She makes the choices she makes, and she makes them after careful thought and planning, like life is one big game of chess. She's always thinking several moves ahead. But once you've made your move, there's no point beating yourself up over it. Spilt milk and all--just get the fuck over it, already.