The Last Word (0)
Posted 1 June, 2008 in D: 2006, F: The Office (US), Pairing: None, Rating: PG13
Written for nomad_shan in the Yankee Fic Swap, December 2006. At the time it was plausible, but now it’s basically an AU. *shrug*
one.
Dwight isn’t as happy at Jim’s goodbye party as he thought he’d be. Now that he has a guaranteed spot as Michael’s number two man, it isn’t as fulfilling as he’d thought. Morosely, he downs two cups of punch before realizing that someone has spiked it. Then he tries to close off the punch bowl, but no one’s having that. Michael tells him to stop being such a party pooper; Stanley gives him a scowl and pushes past him unceremoniously. No one has respect for the law; they’re all going to slide off the road and die. Idiots.
It’s just another excuse to get mostly drunk and say stupid things to one another. Darryl tells Jim to have fun on his trip to Austria. Angela makes her excuses and leaves early, and Bob Vance comes to take Phyllis out to dinner. Most of the time, Jim stands off in a corner pretending not to stare at Pam, who is pretending not to stare at him. This party, thinks Dwight, is worse than the Saint Patrick’s Day party when Creed threw up green beer. Everyone seems to sense it eventually and finally, when the punch bowl is empty, even Meredith staggers outside. Michael takes one look at the mess and disappears. No one’s left but the cameramen, and they do not help. Dwight begins to clean everything up, and is surprised to see Jim picking up the decorations.
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Loss Aversion (0)
Posted 18 February, 2008 in D: 2007, F: Casino Royale, Pairing: Het, Rating: PG13
loss aversion
This is how it might go:
James Bond adjusts his bow tie as he stands outside the casino. Cars whiz by on the road and expensively dressed people pass him on the left and right, seemingly unaware that they might get run over.
James looks at the casino and its bright lights. He remembers Solange, dead in the hammock, covered in sand, eyes open and staring. All her money and beauty hadn’t stopped her death. Death can’t be stopped. Perhaps the only alternative is to delay it awhile. Or to stop thinking about it.
“Sod it,” says James, pulls off his bowtie, and disappears. No one ever sees him again. Le Chiffre wins the poker game and Vesper Lynd lives. And that’s how it might have gone. If James had known the future, he might have given up $100 million to terrorists in order to save Vesper’s life. Or he might have tried something else. Like crawling onto Le Chiffre’s yacht and opening his guts out onto the deck. Then the whole point would have been moot. Death can’t be stopped. But if you’re James Bond, and you have your armor on, you can at least delay your own.
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Prelude (0)
Posted 18 February, 2008 in D: 2004, F: One Tree Hill, Pairing: None, Rating: PG13
prelude (PREL-yood, PRAYL-, PRAY-lood, PREE-) noun
1. An introductory event, performance, or action preceding something more important.
2. A musical section, overture, etc. serving as introduction to the main composition, opera, play, etc.
verb tr., intr.
To serve as an introduction to something.
[From Medieval Latin praeludium, from Latin praeludere (to play beforehand), from prae- (pre-) + ludere (to play). Ultimately from Indo-European root leid- (to play) that is also the ancestor of words such as allude, collude, delude, elude, illusion, and ludicrous.]
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In the backseat of a black jeep on a back street (0)
Posted 17 July, 2007 in D: 2007, F: Dark Angel, Pairing: Het, Rating: R
For winter_baby. Important note!: for the purposes of the story, “present day” is considered to be about a year after the events of “freak nation.”
Present Day.
They wake Alec up every hour on the hour for at least a week. Just as some kind of merciless clock in his brain calculates that it has been two weeks since he was captured, the same clock ticks off the minutes as he dozes – 58, 59, 60 – and then a guard rattles the bars or shoves a stick in his ribs and he stumbles to his feet. Sometimes they take him out for questioning – sometimes they don’t. Sometimes they shove a plate of food in under the bars. He gobbles it and then slumps back against the wall, trying to sleep, praying to God or Sandeman or whoever’s out there –
Please let Max come save me. Please.
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Wrapped Up Together (0)
Posted 13 July, 2007 in D: Unknown, F: Angel, Pairing: Het, Rating: R
sequel to 40 days of one night stands by jennyo.
Are we all wrapped up? Wrapped up together?
Are we all wrapped up, fit for the kill?
Ruby. Paraffin.
She looks at him with eyes that are, strangely, not blank, but electric. Over the table where he’s sprawled himself in a chair on one side and she’s leaned against the counter on the other. She has not bothered to put on any clothes — it is hotter than a lava pool in hell, and what does she have to be afraid of anyway? He’s seen it all. He put the bruises there.
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World Tour (0)
Posted 13 July, 2007 in D: 2006, F: The Office (US), Pairing: None, Rating: G
Written for office_romances. Creed & Jim & musical pretentiousness.
One girl was called Jean Marie
Another little girl was called Felicity
Another little girl was Sally Joy
The other was me, and I’m a boy.
–The Who
One girl was called Jean Marie
Another little girl was called Felicity
Another little girl was Sally Joy
The other was me, and I’m a boy.
–The Who
Bitter Warfare Is Dear To Us (0)
Posted 13 July, 2007 in D: 2000, F: The X-Files, Pairing: Het, Rating: R
Scully confronts Krycek after her sister’s killing.
Vielen, vielen Dank to ETo’J, who beta-read this and grinned knowingly. There’s a sociopath sitting on your couch, Evil Twin — and he’s got on leather gloves. I’ll get out the ice cream, shall I?
Wake up
Somethings you can’t get around
I’m in you
More so when they put me in the ground.
U2. Dirty Day.
Wall and Water (0)
Posted 13 July, 2007 in D: Unknown, F: The X-Files, Pairing: None, Rating: R
This story was posted with the permission of both Gizzie and Martha Little, authors of the Messenger/Time/Tercet universe. It deals with Langly’s alcoholism within that universe.
Muchas gracias to my beta, Nancy Floyd-Finch, also known as “Evil Mistress of Betas.” If this story has any merit, it’s because of her beta, and her re-beta, and her re-re-re-beta.
“It must be understood that neither by word nor deed
had I given Fortunato cause to doubt my good will.
I continued, as was my wont, to smile in his face,
and he did not perceive that my smile NOW was at
the thought of his immolation.”
–E.A. Poe
Vandalized (0)
Posted 13 July, 2007 in D: 2003, F: Alias, Pairing: Slash, Rating: PG13
written for celli in the sarkfic secret santa 2003.
Weiss tries and fails, upon getting out of the taxi in front of the Radisson Hotel, to balance three bottles of wine and a plate of weird assorted deli cheeses. “Crap,” he grunts as the cheeses begin the inevitable slide onto the sidewalk.
Luckily Sydney is there to help. “Are you my official cheese-catcher?” he asks as she slides lightly out of the seat behind him and grabs the platter. She smiles.
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Where Steel & Water Collide (the Black-Eyed Daughter remix) (0)
Posted 13 July, 2007 in D: 2007, F: Veronica Mars, Pairing: Slash, Rating: PG13, Remixes
AU, post second season finale. written for remix redux (2007), remixing the story where steel and water collide, by soundingsea.
« Previous“Now keep good watch!” and they kissed her.
She heard the dead man say-
Look for me by moonlight;
Watch for me by moonlight;
I’ll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way!–Alfred Noyes