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dunder_ficI wrote a couple of drabbles and pseudo drabbles (started as drabbles and were a bit longer in the end) for fandom_stocking over at Dreamwidth. They are about a bunch of different fandoms and characters and 27 all in all.
We have Merlin (Merlin/Arthur + Merlin/dark!Uther), Criminal Minds (Hotch/Elle + Rossi/Seaver + girl!Hotch/Rossi), Doctor Who (11/River, Donna + 11/Donna + Amy/Rory, Jack, 11 + Doctor/Jack), DS 9 (Garak/Bashir + unrequited!Garak/Bashir), M.A.S.H. (Houlihan/Hawkeye), The Walking Dead (Glen/Maggie), NCIS LA (G/Sam), NCIS (Tony/Ziva), NCIS/Lie to me Crossover (Gen), Suits (Donna/Rachel), LotR (Gimli/Legolas(/Galadriel)), SJA (Luke/Clyde), Star Wars (Mara/Luke), Primeval/Primeval New World Crossover (Evan, Connor/Abby), Primeval (Connor/Lester), Primeval New World (Toby/Ange),Teen Wolf (Derek/Stiles), NCIS/Teen Wolf Crossover (Gibbs, Derek/Stiles), Project Runway Season 10 (Christopher, Dmitri), Harry Potter (Harry/Draco).
A big thank you again to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jelazakazone. She betaed everything on short notice and was a sweetheart!
It was so much fun to write them. More than I expected.
Merlin (Merlin/Arthur), PG
Hot coffee splashes all over him.
“Shit! Are you crazy? Can’t you look where you’re going?”
Merlin stops dead in his tracks. Its centuries since he heard that voice but he would recognize it after millions.
Arthur tries to brush away the coffee stains without any success. “I can’t believe it! It’s a new shirt! You’ll pay to clean it!”
Merlin doesn’t answer.
“Hey, moron!” Arthur waves his hand in front of Merlin’s face and he snaps out of it.
Merlin smiles brightly. “You’re a prat!” he states and offers Arthur his own coffee cup. “But I’ll pay for it.”
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Criminal Minds (Hotch/Elle), PG
He knows he’s disappointed her. He knows he’s responsible.
She had looked at him with a weak smile on her face.
If it wasn’t Haley, it would have been her. He’s sure about it. All a question of timing, all a cruel twist of fate.
It isn’t the first time he has lost someone on his team, but it is the first time it hurts like this. The pain clings deep to his bones to remind him of his failure. It will stay forever. He just hopes the old proverb is true and time will do what it ought to.
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Doctor Who (11, River, Donna), PG
In all of time and space – how big was the chance to meet her again? It was almost impossible! On the other hand he had always been someone who defied the odds. If chances were slim, they’d call the Doctor!
He sighed and looked at her. Her melodic laughter reached his ears, transported him back to a time when her jokes had been at his expense. Gosh, he had loved to have her around. She had been his best mate.
The tug of River’s hand brought him back.
“What is it?” she asked concerned.
“Nothing.” He smiled sadly. “I’m fine.”
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Star Trek Deep Space 9 (Garak/Bashir), PG
“You could have said something,” Bashir muttered, his jaw clenched with strain.
Garak blinked calmly and leaned back in his seat. “I didn’t expect it to have an effect on humans.”
“Didn’t expect?!” Bashir cried and continued to pace up and down in front of the mirror.
“My dear doctor,” Garak said, a small smile tugging on the corners of his mouth, “although I admit it might be a bit unfortunate, I have to say it suits you very well.”
“What?!” Bashir turned around, failing in the attempt to look threatening. “’Are you kidding me?! I’ve got fucking scales, Garak!”
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The Walking Dead (Glen/Maggie), R-ish (because of the zombies)
It was the kind of kiss that promised more. When he let go of her mouth, she breathed in, her hands still lingering on the skin beneath his shirt.
“I need you,” Glen whispered in her ear and it was ridiculous how her heart fluttered hearing these words.
“Come!” She dragged him with her. Her eyes scanned across the prison yard, the crowd of zombies at the fences completely tuned out.
Glen was the one who kept her insane. She would make sure to do the same for him. A smile crossed her face when she saw the watchtower. Perfect!
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M.A.S.H. (Houlihan/Hawkeye), PG
She held the soldier’s hand when he told her about his girl at home. He had bought her a scarf in order to send it to her on her birthday. His voice was weak and he swallowed dryly. It was quiet and Margaret still held his hand in her own when he suddenly whispered:
“It has butterflies on it. I hope she likes it.”
She pressed his fingers encouraging. “Girls love butterflies.”
The boy smiled relieved and closed his eyes. She sat at his side until his breath had ebbed away.
With a carefulness that wasn’t necessary anymore she let go of his hand. When she looked up she saw Hawkeye’s gaze lingering on her. They watched each other in silent compassion. He knew how it felt to lose them. She knew he knew.
**
The package lay in her tent when she came from nightshift. It was one of theses days and she just wanted to creep into bed and forget about it. Sometimes she hated herself for being like that. But without her, the nurses would fall apart. She couldn’t act less strict. They would eat her alive. She yawned tiredly when her gaze fell on the package wrapped in brown paper – like the one the army used for supplies. Curious, she picked it up. It wasn’t heavy. With a hint of impatience, she tore open the thick wrapping. For a second she was too stunned to act, just looked at the fabric underneath. It felt soft to the touch; then she opened it completely. It was a nightgown, and a fairly short one at this, but the one thing that struck her while staring in surprise at the present was the delicate pattern on it. She smiled and tried to blink back tears that stung her eyes. Embroidered all over the nightgown were tiny blue butterflies.
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NCIS LA (G/Sam), R
G loves Sam. He’s his best mate and always has his back. Their partnership started on rocky ground, each on the same case but not knowing who the other worked for. They’d almost shot each other before they got officially introduced. But over the years they grew together. They were practically attached at the hip and had saved each others lives.
G loves Sam like a brother. He’s the closest to family he has. But he didn’t know that he was in love with him until the blood trickled through his fingers and he desperately begged Sam not to die.
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NCIS (Tony/Ziva), PG
They stood in a half circle and raised their glasses. Anthony Dinozzo Sr. stood next to Ziva when they toasted to a Merry Christmas. She was in the middle of sipping on her sparkling wine when he leaned in slightly. Always the trained spy, she tensed a little, prepared for everything. She loved this man dearly but he still was a Dinozzo.
“You know, Ziva,” he whispered quietly in an obvious attempt to keep the talk between them both confidential, “Tony has a single bed at home.”
She looked at him surprised. She wasn’t really sure what he wanted to tell her with that.
“And?” She whispered back and emptied her glass in one go.
Dinozzo Sr. shrugged. His hand clapped her shoulder sympathetically and he gave her his trademark smile – all teeth and flirt. “I just thought you should know.”
Ziva smiled as well and ran her hand through her hair. It wasn’t information she had been dying to find out but – and she couldn’t change the feeling of satisfaction deep in her gut – she was actually happy to know it.
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Criminal Minds (Rossi/Seaver), PG
Rossi looked at her. This girl had more goddamn baggage than any other one he knew. Yes, Aaron and Gideon had been victims of terrible crimes, too. But neither of them were girls. He couldn’t help himself. The man in him just wanted to protect her. Deep in his guts he felt responsible. With long strides he went over.
“Hello, I’m SSA David Rossi.” He introduced himself.
“Hello, I’m Ashley Seaver. It’s an honour to meet you, sir,” she replied.
A smile lit up her whole face and she looked beautiful. Rossi swallowed dryly. He knew he was in trouble.
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Lord of the Rings (Gimli/Legolas(/Galadriel)), PG
Legolas felt her in Gimli’s mind. It was an echo of what Galadriel meant to the dwarf. And it made him jealous. It was ridiculous; elves didn’t get jealous – especially not of Galadriel. She was beautiful and wise; worth every love in his heart. But feeling how much Gimli adored her, lead to a sadness he hadn’t expected.
Gimli looked at him as if he could read his thoughts. Then he laughed and kissed him soundly on the lips.
“Legolas, you are an idiot,” he said in one of his mocked attempts to appear grumpy. “But I still love you!”
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Criminal Minds (girl!Hotch/Rossi), PG
When Rossi had been new she hated him. Yes, he was a brilliant profiler but also the biggest Casanova she’d ever met. He had slept with everything female in sight. Even worse, women practically fell to his feet when he started the compliments.
That had changed after his return. He still was a charmer under the sun but had gained something she never would have thought possible: Wisdom!
She smiled quietly and stepped into the hallway to gather her team. Especially when it came to women, Dave had moved on. She just was happy he had done it with her.
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Sarah Jane Adventures (Luke/Clyde), G-ish (because of the genderswap)
“Oh, my god!” Clyde stared at Luke in utter shock.
“What?” Luke turned around. “What is it?”
“Man, you’re… you’re…” Clyde stammered, his eyes firmly on his best friend.
“What is it?” Luke asked impatiently. He went over to the wardrobe mirror and stopped dead in his tracks.
Clyde went to him and their eyes met.
“That… I’m…” Luke began, as surprised as his friend and as unable to form a coherent sentence.
“You’re a girl,” Clyde finally stated the obvious.
Luke nodded in disbelief.
“I’m a girl.” He muttered and grabbed his breast. “Oh my god, I’m a girl!”
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Merlin (Merlin/dark!Uther), NC-17 (abuse)
Uther’s foot pressed down on his back. Pain throbbed through his body and a single drop of sweat landed on the cool stone floor.
The king chuckled and let go of the boy. Merlin rose slowly, his head hanging low.
Uther grinned and leaned back on the throne. He opened his breeches and his eyes twinkled darkly.
Merlin stumbled and fell on his knees. He knew what the king expected. In a swift motion he swallowed his cock and felt a strong hand on the back of his head.
“Yeah,” Uther moaned, “that’s a good servant; that’s a good boy!”
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Harry Potter (Harry/Draco), R-ish (because of the mpreg)
“But it was only one time.” Harry said, his voice trembling.
Hermione gave him a look that clearly stated what an idiot he was. “One time is enough.” She gestured vaguely in the direction of Harry’s stomach.
Ron stared at both of them, still in shock. “I must be hearing things. I heard you say you slept with Malfoy.”
Hermione and Harry exchanged a knowing look.
“Ehm,” Harry cleared his throat, “it was an accident. I mean… I hadn’t planned it and then Ginny broke up with me and I was drunk and…”
Ron’s eyes widened. “Draco Malfoy?!”
Harry nodded quietly.
“Man, you must have been pissed out of your mind.”
Harry shrugged. “I didn’t even now that it was possible. I’m a man!”
“You’re a sorcerer,” Hermione corrected.
“But that’s biology 101. It’s impossible!”
Ron stared at his best friend and shook his head before he summed up the situation in one word: “Shit!”
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Doctor Who (11/Donna), PG
Donna lay on the bed, her hair spread out on the cushion like a halo.
He smiled and bent down to softly kiss her forehead.
He knew he hadn’t been allowed to meet her again but he couldn’t stay away. It should be harmless. He had a new face now. So he had forced the TARDIS to Chiswick and found her on a girl’s night out. He hadn’t planned it but after a night of heavy drinking and dancing he was in her apartment to say goodbye for a second time.
A goodbye that hurt as much as the first.
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Doctor Who (Amy/Rory, Jack, 11), PG
“Oh,” Amy gasped, surprised when Jack Harkness’s mouth lowered slowly over her fingers to give her a perfect kiss on the hand.
“You are exceptionally beautiful,” Jack said and flashed his trademark smile; a weapon in his armoury which had melted thousands of people’s heart all over galaxies and time.
Rory stared at the picture in front of him and turned to the Doctor.
“He’s your friend,” he accused him darkly and tried to hide his feelings of jealousy.
The Doctor shrugged helplessly and turned back to Rory who stood next to him in the TARDIS. “But she’s your wife!”
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Star Wars (Mara/Luke), R-ish (because of the fight)
Luke’s eyes followed her motions. Strong and precise, but controlled, until the tips of her fingers, she swung the lightsaber. Her blows mowed them down, decimated their enemies so fast, they barely could blink.
Luke’s own lightsaber switched through thin air, mimicking her every motion until they were alone, standing in a fallen wood of alien bodies.
She turned off her sword and put it back in the holster. Then she stepped over their enemies and turned around to Luke.
“Not bad, farm boy,” she teased and a smile tugged on the corners of her mouth, “not bad at all!”
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Primeval/Primeval New World Crossover (Evan, Connor/Abby), PG
When Abby went missing, Connor had moved heaven and earth to find her. But after a year it was over. The government refused to invest more money in rescuing a person whose whereabouts were unknown. That Abby was missing didn’t mean that something had happened. She could have run out on her husband for all they knew.
Connor had pleaded, threatened, and begged but for nothing.
That was why he found himself here, ready to ask a man for help who knew exactly how it was to lose a wife to an anomaly. Connor was sure Evan would help him.
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Primeval (Connor/Lester and their Diictodons), PG
The tone of an off-key flute squeaked through the apartment and welcomed Lester home.
With a sigh he closed the door and went to the source of the noise. In the middle of the living room was Connor, flute on his lips. The Diictodons sat at his feet, both staring at him in utter fascination.
“Connor,” Lester cried. “Stop that noise. It’s painful!”
Connor smiled apologetically. “But it calms Sid and Nancy down.”
Lester sighed and was in the middle of answering when the harsh crash of china sounded through the apartment.
Connor rose quickly and waved his flute.
“See!”
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Primeval New World (Toby/Ange), NC-17 (femslash)
Toby caught Ange in the middle of ogling her pictures. It wasn’t that she wasn’t proud of them, she just didn’t want to mix her past as “Fatal Babe” with her present. Especially not when said present was her boss.
Toby sighed, ready to go over to Ange to explain when she stopped suddenly. It was dark in the hall and Toby was hidden in the shadows when Ange tucked up her dress. Her fingers vanished into her panties while Toby stared fascinated at the woman before her. She couldn’t help but feel the excitement in her belly and the tingling of arousal.
Ange’s moans and uncontrolled cries filled the office while she looked at Toby’s pictures in her Fatal Babe outfit of nothingness.
Wetness soaked through Toby’s shorts. She couldn’t believe what she saw. The surreality of it made her question her senses.
All this was taken out of her wet dreams and she just had to move one step closer to join in; to slip her fingers into Ange, make her quiver with need until she came.
Toby trembled and listened to Ange’s cries of passion when her own orgasm hit her.
It was unreal and utterly perfect.
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Teen Wolf (Derek/Stiles), NC-17
(This idea came me when I dicussed the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
de_bingoprompt "Weihnachtsbaum (christmas tree). I wasn't supposed to write it but I couldn't get rid of the thought:)
Stiles watched, fascinated how Derek walked from one tree to the other. When his dad had asked him to chop down the Christmas tree this year he thought it would be fun to take his friend with him. Derek’s enthusiastic reaction, now that he stood in front of at least 20 potential trees, amused Stiles.
Stiles looked around and decided on the tree on his right, when he suddenly found himself pressed against a trunk.
His surprised yelp got swallowed in Derek’s mouth which pressed hard on his. Derek’s tongue slipped into his warmth and Stiles moaned. Far too quickly the kiss ended and Stiles gasped for air when Derek dropped on his knees and the hot lips, that had claimed his mouth a moment ago, engulfed his cock.
Stiles lost it. He felt nothing but heat rising in his lower body, passion and blind arousal. He didn’t understand, didn’t care, just edged closer and closer until he fell, until he lost all of himself in incomprehensible bliss.
He breathed hard when he opened his eyes again, Derek’s face directly in front of him.
“What was that?” He asked stupidly.
“When we came here I could smell it.” Derek explained and grinned.
“What?” Stiles asked confused.
“The others. They had marked this place as theirs.”
“And now?” Stiles still didn’t get it.
“And now,” Derek grinned wickedly, “I’ve claimed it back.”
Stiles gaze followed Derek’s until he saw the wet seamen in the snow.
“Fuck,” he groaned and ran his hand over his eyes.
Derek chuckled quietly and kissed Stiles fiercely. “Sure. There are enough trees left.”
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NCIS/Teen Wolf Crossover (Gibbs, Derek/Stiles), R
Gibbs eyes followed Derek’s back. He knew these types, knew that something was definitely wrong with that guy. They had no evidence at all and so they had to let him go. But Gibbs was certain that he had killed the marine. The only thing lacking was a clear motive – for now.
*
Derek left the building, Gibb’s gaze following him out the door. He knew these types, knew that this Agent Gibbs would probably check on him in the future. He had nothing to worry about. It was impossible to connect him to the murder, at least in his human form.
He sighed and sped up. Gibbs was right. He had killed the marine. What he didn’t know was why.
Derek felt the grip of the oncoming full moon in his guts and hurried. He had to be there before Stiles started his first change.
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Project Runway Season 10 (Christopher, Dmitri), R (because of the zombies)
(This one cracked me up when I wrote it)
Christopher presses his full weight against the door while Dmitri locks it. The scratching and clattering from the other side of the door is frightening and the two look at each other.
“What should we do?” Christopher’s voice raises in panic and his eyes search the room for anything useful.
Dmitri shrugs, always calm in the prospect of catastrophe. “I don’t think they would appreciate fashion tips,” he jokes and picks up a pair of scissors.
Christopher hurries to his station and takes his own scissors. Gosh, he knew he would regret working on his garment instead of driving with the others to “Moods” but he definitely had needed the time. This challenge would have been his. At least until the zombies appeared.
The door cracks and the scratching get louder. Unconsciously he moves closer to Dmitri, both armoured with the best quality scissors Christopher has ever worked with. At home he can’t afford this brand. He just hopes they really are as sharp as the ad states.
They stay in the middle of the room together and watch the door. Christopher sighs. It’s a shame. Really! His outfit would have been the winner!
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Doctor Who (Doctor/Jack), NC-17 (spanking)
Jack’s hand landed on skin and the slap echoed through the TARDIS. The Doctor squirmed, his breath shallow with need.
He chuckled and continued, a steady rhythm of blows on the Doctor’s back.
Moans filled the room and the Doctor wriggled, tried to rub himself against his lover’s knees, his hard-on throbbing as painfully as his ass.
Jack stopped and helped him up. Sweat trickled down the Doctor’s forehead, his eyes wide.
Jack pulled him close, his hands grabbing the ass he had spanked a minute ago. The Doctor moaned and pressed closer before Jack claimed him with a kiss.
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NCIS/Lie to me Crossover (Gen), PG
“He’s hot,” Ziva says.
“He’s an idiot!” Tony answers.
Both look at the other team at the entrance.
“At least we agree that she’s hot.” Tony nods at Gillian. “Why can’t we have such a hotty on our team?”
Ziva turns around. “Excuse me?”
“I didn’t mean it like that. I just…” Tony frantically searches for a good explanation.
“I’m listening.” Ziva is leaning in, leaving Tony no chance to back further away.
“I’m sorry,” he says breathlessly and adds a smile. “You’re hot! Yes, definitely hot!”
She grins and lets him off the hook. Sometimes it’s way too easy.
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Suits (Donna/Rachel), NC-17 (femslash)
After Mike, Donna takes Rachel home. It’s a girl’s night - no drama, plenty of cocktails and Dirty Dancing on DVD. That was all what they had planned. Just a bit of friendly comfort.
That they would have their own dirty dancing with the emphasis on “dirty” Donna hadn’t expected. But who was she to refuse? After all she knew exactly how Rachel felt. She was completely over Harvey but that didn’t mean she hadn’t once been in Rachel’s shoes, too.
A wet tongue pressed against her clit and started its work. Donna gasped and all coherent thoughts washed away.
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Star Trek Deep Space 9 (unrequited!Garak/Bashir), PG
Garak watched them. He didn’t know if he was happy. He should be. He could go home. That was all he ever wanted – leave this godforsaken station.
He packed up some silk. He would be back but his Cardassia was gone. This war had cost the loss of millions, the loss of the one thing Garak had hung on to with fierce conviction. He would return to a home he didn’t know, to a field of ashes.
His eyes followed the couple until Bashir and Ezri were out of sight. His hand stilled - he had far too many regrets.
We have Merlin (Merlin/Arthur + Merlin/dark!Uther), Criminal Minds (Hotch/Elle + Rossi/Seaver + girl!Hotch/Rossi), Doctor Who (11/River, Donna + 11/Donna + Amy/Rory, Jack, 11 + Doctor/Jack), DS 9 (Garak/Bashir + unrequited!Garak/Bashir), M.A.S.H. (Houlihan/Hawkeye), The Walking Dead (Glen/Maggie), NCIS LA (G/Sam), NCIS (Tony/Ziva), NCIS/Lie to me Crossover (Gen), Suits (Donna/Rachel), LotR (Gimli/Legolas(/Galadriel)), SJA (Luke/Clyde), Star Wars (Mara/Luke), Primeval/Primeval New World Crossover (Evan, Connor/Abby), Primeval (Connor/Lester), Primeval New World (Toby/Ange),Teen Wolf (Derek/Stiles), NCIS/Teen Wolf Crossover (Gibbs, Derek/Stiles), Project Runway Season 10 (Christopher, Dmitri), Harry Potter (Harry/Draco).
A big thank you again to
jelazakazone. She betaed everything on short notice and was a sweetheart!It was so much fun to write them. More than I expected.
Merlin (Merlin/Arthur), PG
Hot coffee splashes all over him.
“Shit! Are you crazy? Can’t you look where you’re going?”
Merlin stops dead in his tracks. Its centuries since he heard that voice but he would recognize it after millions.
Arthur tries to brush away the coffee stains without any success. “I can’t believe it! It’s a new shirt! You’ll pay to clean it!”
Merlin doesn’t answer.
“Hey, moron!” Arthur waves his hand in front of Merlin’s face and he snaps out of it.
Merlin smiles brightly. “You’re a prat!” he states and offers Arthur his own coffee cup. “But I’ll pay for it.”
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Criminal Minds (Hotch/Elle), PG
He knows he’s disappointed her. He knows he’s responsible.
She had looked at him with a weak smile on her face.
If it wasn’t Haley, it would have been her. He’s sure about it. All a question of timing, all a cruel twist of fate.
It isn’t the first time he has lost someone on his team, but it is the first time it hurts like this. The pain clings deep to his bones to remind him of his failure. It will stay forever. He just hopes the old proverb is true and time will do what it ought to.
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Doctor Who (11, River, Donna), PG
In all of time and space – how big was the chance to meet her again? It was almost impossible! On the other hand he had always been someone who defied the odds. If chances were slim, they’d call the Doctor!
He sighed and looked at her. Her melodic laughter reached his ears, transported him back to a time when her jokes had been at his expense. Gosh, he had loved to have her around. She had been his best mate.
The tug of River’s hand brought him back.
“What is it?” she asked concerned.
“Nothing.” He smiled sadly. “I’m fine.”
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Star Trek Deep Space 9 (Garak/Bashir), PG
“You could have said something,” Bashir muttered, his jaw clenched with strain.
Garak blinked calmly and leaned back in his seat. “I didn’t expect it to have an effect on humans.”
“Didn’t expect?!” Bashir cried and continued to pace up and down in front of the mirror.
“My dear doctor,” Garak said, a small smile tugging on the corners of his mouth, “although I admit it might be a bit unfortunate, I have to say it suits you very well.”
“What?!” Bashir turned around, failing in the attempt to look threatening. “’Are you kidding me?! I’ve got fucking scales, Garak!”
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The Walking Dead (Glen/Maggie), R-ish (because of the zombies)
It was the kind of kiss that promised more. When he let go of her mouth, she breathed in, her hands still lingering on the skin beneath his shirt.
“I need you,” Glen whispered in her ear and it was ridiculous how her heart fluttered hearing these words.
“Come!” She dragged him with her. Her eyes scanned across the prison yard, the crowd of zombies at the fences completely tuned out.
Glen was the one who kept her insane. She would make sure to do the same for him. A smile crossed her face when she saw the watchtower. Perfect!
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M.A.S.H. (Houlihan/Hawkeye), PG
She held the soldier’s hand when he told her about his girl at home. He had bought her a scarf in order to send it to her on her birthday. His voice was weak and he swallowed dryly. It was quiet and Margaret still held his hand in her own when he suddenly whispered:
“It has butterflies on it. I hope she likes it.”
She pressed his fingers encouraging. “Girls love butterflies.”
The boy smiled relieved and closed his eyes. She sat at his side until his breath had ebbed away.
With a carefulness that wasn’t necessary anymore she let go of his hand. When she looked up she saw Hawkeye’s gaze lingering on her. They watched each other in silent compassion. He knew how it felt to lose them. She knew he knew.
**
The package lay in her tent when she came from nightshift. It was one of theses days and she just wanted to creep into bed and forget about it. Sometimes she hated herself for being like that. But without her, the nurses would fall apart. She couldn’t act less strict. They would eat her alive. She yawned tiredly when her gaze fell on the package wrapped in brown paper – like the one the army used for supplies. Curious, she picked it up. It wasn’t heavy. With a hint of impatience, she tore open the thick wrapping. For a second she was too stunned to act, just looked at the fabric underneath. It felt soft to the touch; then she opened it completely. It was a nightgown, and a fairly short one at this, but the one thing that struck her while staring in surprise at the present was the delicate pattern on it. She smiled and tried to blink back tears that stung her eyes. Embroidered all over the nightgown were tiny blue butterflies.
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NCIS LA (G/Sam), R
G loves Sam. He’s his best mate and always has his back. Their partnership started on rocky ground, each on the same case but not knowing who the other worked for. They’d almost shot each other before they got officially introduced. But over the years they grew together. They were practically attached at the hip and had saved each others lives.
G loves Sam like a brother. He’s the closest to family he has. But he didn’t know that he was in love with him until the blood trickled through his fingers and he desperately begged Sam not to die.
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NCIS (Tony/Ziva), PG
They stood in a half circle and raised their glasses. Anthony Dinozzo Sr. stood next to Ziva when they toasted to a Merry Christmas. She was in the middle of sipping on her sparkling wine when he leaned in slightly. Always the trained spy, she tensed a little, prepared for everything. She loved this man dearly but he still was a Dinozzo.
“You know, Ziva,” he whispered quietly in an obvious attempt to keep the talk between them both confidential, “Tony has a single bed at home.”
She looked at him surprised. She wasn’t really sure what he wanted to tell her with that.
“And?” She whispered back and emptied her glass in one go.
Dinozzo Sr. shrugged. His hand clapped her shoulder sympathetically and he gave her his trademark smile – all teeth and flirt. “I just thought you should know.”
Ziva smiled as well and ran her hand through her hair. It wasn’t information she had been dying to find out but – and she couldn’t change the feeling of satisfaction deep in her gut – she was actually happy to know it.
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Criminal Minds (Rossi/Seaver), PG
Rossi looked at her. This girl had more goddamn baggage than any other one he knew. Yes, Aaron and Gideon had been victims of terrible crimes, too. But neither of them were girls. He couldn’t help himself. The man in him just wanted to protect her. Deep in his guts he felt responsible. With long strides he went over.
“Hello, I’m SSA David Rossi.” He introduced himself.
“Hello, I’m Ashley Seaver. It’s an honour to meet you, sir,” she replied.
A smile lit up her whole face and she looked beautiful. Rossi swallowed dryly. He knew he was in trouble.
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Lord of the Rings (Gimli/Legolas(/Galadriel)), PG
Legolas felt her in Gimli’s mind. It was an echo of what Galadriel meant to the dwarf. And it made him jealous. It was ridiculous; elves didn’t get jealous – especially not of Galadriel. She was beautiful and wise; worth every love in his heart. But feeling how much Gimli adored her, lead to a sadness he hadn’t expected.
Gimli looked at him as if he could read his thoughts. Then he laughed and kissed him soundly on the lips.
“Legolas, you are an idiot,” he said in one of his mocked attempts to appear grumpy. “But I still love you!”
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Criminal Minds (girl!Hotch/Rossi), PG
When Rossi had been new she hated him. Yes, he was a brilliant profiler but also the biggest Casanova she’d ever met. He had slept with everything female in sight. Even worse, women practically fell to his feet when he started the compliments.
That had changed after his return. He still was a charmer under the sun but had gained something she never would have thought possible: Wisdom!
She smiled quietly and stepped into the hallway to gather her team. Especially when it came to women, Dave had moved on. She just was happy he had done it with her.
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Sarah Jane Adventures (Luke/Clyde), G-ish (because of the genderswap)
“Oh, my god!” Clyde stared at Luke in utter shock.
“What?” Luke turned around. “What is it?”
“Man, you’re… you’re…” Clyde stammered, his eyes firmly on his best friend.
“What is it?” Luke asked impatiently. He went over to the wardrobe mirror and stopped dead in his tracks.
Clyde went to him and their eyes met.
“That… I’m…” Luke began, as surprised as his friend and as unable to form a coherent sentence.
“You’re a girl,” Clyde finally stated the obvious.
Luke nodded in disbelief.
“I’m a girl.” He muttered and grabbed his breast. “Oh my god, I’m a girl!”
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Merlin (Merlin/dark!Uther), NC-17 (abuse)
Uther’s foot pressed down on his back. Pain throbbed through his body and a single drop of sweat landed on the cool stone floor.
The king chuckled and let go of the boy. Merlin rose slowly, his head hanging low.
Uther grinned and leaned back on the throne. He opened his breeches and his eyes twinkled darkly.
Merlin stumbled and fell on his knees. He knew what the king expected. In a swift motion he swallowed his cock and felt a strong hand on the back of his head.
“Yeah,” Uther moaned, “that’s a good servant; that’s a good boy!”
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Harry Potter (Harry/Draco), R-ish (because of the mpreg)
“But it was only one time.” Harry said, his voice trembling.
Hermione gave him a look that clearly stated what an idiot he was. “One time is enough.” She gestured vaguely in the direction of Harry’s stomach.
Ron stared at both of them, still in shock. “I must be hearing things. I heard you say you slept with Malfoy.”
Hermione and Harry exchanged a knowing look.
“Ehm,” Harry cleared his throat, “it was an accident. I mean… I hadn’t planned it and then Ginny broke up with me and I was drunk and…”
Ron’s eyes widened. “Draco Malfoy?!”
Harry nodded quietly.
“Man, you must have been pissed out of your mind.”
Harry shrugged. “I didn’t even now that it was possible. I’m a man!”
“You’re a sorcerer,” Hermione corrected.
“But that’s biology 101. It’s impossible!”
Ron stared at his best friend and shook his head before he summed up the situation in one word: “Shit!”
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Doctor Who (11/Donna), PG
Donna lay on the bed, her hair spread out on the cushion like a halo.
He smiled and bent down to softly kiss her forehead.
He knew he hadn’t been allowed to meet her again but he couldn’t stay away. It should be harmless. He had a new face now. So he had forced the TARDIS to Chiswick and found her on a girl’s night out. He hadn’t planned it but after a night of heavy drinking and dancing he was in her apartment to say goodbye for a second time.
A goodbye that hurt as much as the first.
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Doctor Who (Amy/Rory, Jack, 11), PG
“Oh,” Amy gasped, surprised when Jack Harkness’s mouth lowered slowly over her fingers to give her a perfect kiss on the hand.
“You are exceptionally beautiful,” Jack said and flashed his trademark smile; a weapon in his armoury which had melted thousands of people’s heart all over galaxies and time.
Rory stared at the picture in front of him and turned to the Doctor.
“He’s your friend,” he accused him darkly and tried to hide his feelings of jealousy.
The Doctor shrugged helplessly and turned back to Rory who stood next to him in the TARDIS. “But she’s your wife!”
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Star Wars (Mara/Luke), R-ish (because of the fight)
Luke’s eyes followed her motions. Strong and precise, but controlled, until the tips of her fingers, she swung the lightsaber. Her blows mowed them down, decimated their enemies so fast, they barely could blink.
Luke’s own lightsaber switched through thin air, mimicking her every motion until they were alone, standing in a fallen wood of alien bodies.
She turned off her sword and put it back in the holster. Then she stepped over their enemies and turned around to Luke.
“Not bad, farm boy,” she teased and a smile tugged on the corners of her mouth, “not bad at all!”
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Primeval/Primeval New World Crossover (Evan, Connor/Abby), PG
When Abby went missing, Connor had moved heaven and earth to find her. But after a year it was over. The government refused to invest more money in rescuing a person whose whereabouts were unknown. That Abby was missing didn’t mean that something had happened. She could have run out on her husband for all they knew.
Connor had pleaded, threatened, and begged but for nothing.
That was why he found himself here, ready to ask a man for help who knew exactly how it was to lose a wife to an anomaly. Connor was sure Evan would help him.
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Primeval (Connor/Lester and their Diictodons), PG
The tone of an off-key flute squeaked through the apartment and welcomed Lester home.
With a sigh he closed the door and went to the source of the noise. In the middle of the living room was Connor, flute on his lips. The Diictodons sat at his feet, both staring at him in utter fascination.
“Connor,” Lester cried. “Stop that noise. It’s painful!”
Connor smiled apologetically. “But it calms Sid and Nancy down.”
Lester sighed and was in the middle of answering when the harsh crash of china sounded through the apartment.
Connor rose quickly and waved his flute.
“See!”
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Primeval New World (Toby/Ange), NC-17 (femslash)
Toby caught Ange in the middle of ogling her pictures. It wasn’t that she wasn’t proud of them, she just didn’t want to mix her past as “Fatal Babe” with her present. Especially not when said present was her boss.
Toby sighed, ready to go over to Ange to explain when she stopped suddenly. It was dark in the hall and Toby was hidden in the shadows when Ange tucked up her dress. Her fingers vanished into her panties while Toby stared fascinated at the woman before her. She couldn’t help but feel the excitement in her belly and the tingling of arousal.
Ange’s moans and uncontrolled cries filled the office while she looked at Toby’s pictures in her Fatal Babe outfit of nothingness.
Wetness soaked through Toby’s shorts. She couldn’t believe what she saw. The surreality of it made her question her senses.
All this was taken out of her wet dreams and she just had to move one step closer to join in; to slip her fingers into Ange, make her quiver with need until she came.
Toby trembled and listened to Ange’s cries of passion when her own orgasm hit her.
It was unreal and utterly perfect.
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Teen Wolf (Derek/Stiles), NC-17
(This idea came me when I dicussed the
de_bingoprompt "Weihnachtsbaum (christmas tree). I wasn't supposed to write it but I couldn't get rid of the thought:)Stiles watched, fascinated how Derek walked from one tree to the other. When his dad had asked him to chop down the Christmas tree this year he thought it would be fun to take his friend with him. Derek’s enthusiastic reaction, now that he stood in front of at least 20 potential trees, amused Stiles.
Stiles looked around and decided on the tree on his right, when he suddenly found himself pressed against a trunk.
His surprised yelp got swallowed in Derek’s mouth which pressed hard on his. Derek’s tongue slipped into his warmth and Stiles moaned. Far too quickly the kiss ended and Stiles gasped for air when Derek dropped on his knees and the hot lips, that had claimed his mouth a moment ago, engulfed his cock.
Stiles lost it. He felt nothing but heat rising in his lower body, passion and blind arousal. He didn’t understand, didn’t care, just edged closer and closer until he fell, until he lost all of himself in incomprehensible bliss.
He breathed hard when he opened his eyes again, Derek’s face directly in front of him.
“What was that?” He asked stupidly.
“When we came here I could smell it.” Derek explained and grinned.
“What?” Stiles asked confused.
“The others. They had marked this place as theirs.”
“And now?” Stiles still didn’t get it.
“And now,” Derek grinned wickedly, “I’ve claimed it back.”
Stiles gaze followed Derek’s until he saw the wet seamen in the snow.
“Fuck,” he groaned and ran his hand over his eyes.
Derek chuckled quietly and kissed Stiles fiercely. “Sure. There are enough trees left.”
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NCIS/Teen Wolf Crossover (Gibbs, Derek/Stiles), R
Gibbs eyes followed Derek’s back. He knew these types, knew that something was definitely wrong with that guy. They had no evidence at all and so they had to let him go. But Gibbs was certain that he had killed the marine. The only thing lacking was a clear motive – for now.
*
Derek left the building, Gibb’s gaze following him out the door. He knew these types, knew that this Agent Gibbs would probably check on him in the future. He had nothing to worry about. It was impossible to connect him to the murder, at least in his human form.
He sighed and sped up. Gibbs was right. He had killed the marine. What he didn’t know was why.
Derek felt the grip of the oncoming full moon in his guts and hurried. He had to be there before Stiles started his first change.
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Project Runway Season 10 (Christopher, Dmitri), R (because of the zombies)
(This one cracked me up when I wrote it)
Christopher presses his full weight against the door while Dmitri locks it. The scratching and clattering from the other side of the door is frightening and the two look at each other.
“What should we do?” Christopher’s voice raises in panic and his eyes search the room for anything useful.
Dmitri shrugs, always calm in the prospect of catastrophe. “I don’t think they would appreciate fashion tips,” he jokes and picks up a pair of scissors.
Christopher hurries to his station and takes his own scissors. Gosh, he knew he would regret working on his garment instead of driving with the others to “Moods” but he definitely had needed the time. This challenge would have been his. At least until the zombies appeared.
The door cracks and the scratching get louder. Unconsciously he moves closer to Dmitri, both armoured with the best quality scissors Christopher has ever worked with. At home he can’t afford this brand. He just hopes they really are as sharp as the ad states.
They stay in the middle of the room together and watch the door. Christopher sighs. It’s a shame. Really! His outfit would have been the winner!
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Doctor Who (Doctor/Jack), NC-17 (spanking)
Jack’s hand landed on skin and the slap echoed through the TARDIS. The Doctor squirmed, his breath shallow with need.
He chuckled and continued, a steady rhythm of blows on the Doctor’s back.
Moans filled the room and the Doctor wriggled, tried to rub himself against his lover’s knees, his hard-on throbbing as painfully as his ass.
Jack stopped and helped him up. Sweat trickled down the Doctor’s forehead, his eyes wide.
Jack pulled him close, his hands grabbing the ass he had spanked a minute ago. The Doctor moaned and pressed closer before Jack claimed him with a kiss.
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NCIS/Lie to me Crossover (Gen), PG
“He’s hot,” Ziva says.
“He’s an idiot!” Tony answers.
Both look at the other team at the entrance.
“At least we agree that she’s hot.” Tony nods at Gillian. “Why can’t we have such a hotty on our team?”
Ziva turns around. “Excuse me?”
“I didn’t mean it like that. I just…” Tony frantically searches for a good explanation.
“I’m listening.” Ziva is leaning in, leaving Tony no chance to back further away.
“I’m sorry,” he says breathlessly and adds a smile. “You’re hot! Yes, definitely hot!”
She grins and lets him off the hook. Sometimes it’s way too easy.
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Suits (Donna/Rachel), NC-17 (femslash)
After Mike, Donna takes Rachel home. It’s a girl’s night - no drama, plenty of cocktails and Dirty Dancing on DVD. That was all what they had planned. Just a bit of friendly comfort.
That they would have their own dirty dancing with the emphasis on “dirty” Donna hadn’t expected. But who was she to refuse? After all she knew exactly how Rachel felt. She was completely over Harvey but that didn’t mean she hadn’t once been in Rachel’s shoes, too.
A wet tongue pressed against her clit and started its work. Donna gasped and all coherent thoughts washed away.
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Star Trek Deep Space 9 (unrequited!Garak/Bashir), PG
Garak watched them. He didn’t know if he was happy. He should be. He could go home. That was all he ever wanted – leave this godforsaken station.
He packed up some silk. He would be back but his Cardassia was gone. This war had cost the loss of millions, the loss of the one thing Garak had hung on to with fierce conviction. He would return to a home he didn’t know, to a field of ashes.
His eyes followed the couple until Bashir and Ezri were out of sight. His hand stilled - he had far too many regrets.
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- character: christopher,
- character: dmitri,
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- character: gibbs,
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- english fanfiction,
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- fandom: doctor who,
- fandom: harry potter,
- fandom: lie to me,
- fandom: lord of the rings,
- fandom: mash,
- fandom: merlin (bbc),
- fandom: ncis,
- fandom: ncis la,
- fandom: primeval,
- fandom: primeval new world,
- fandom: project runway,
- fandom: sarah jane adventures,
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- fandom: walking dead,
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- pairing: amy/rory,
- pairing: derek/stiles,
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- pairing: gimli/legolas/galadriel,
- pairing: glen/maggie,
- pairing: harry/draco,
- pairing: hotch/elle,
- pairing: hotch/rossi,
- pairing: houlihan/hawkeye,
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Date: 2013-01-08 05:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-01-08 07:42 pm (UTC)nd das ganze hat sogar eine Vorgeschichte. In einer Mash-Episode sieht man Margaret genau so ein Nachthemd tragen und etwas später in der Staffel liegt das Nachthemd im Sumpf über einem Stuhl. Das war meine "wie ist das verknüpft?"-Variante dazu:D
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Date: 2013-01-08 05:41 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2013-01-19 11:39 am (UTC)Great crossover, sweet diictodons and hot femmeslash.
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Date: 2013-01-19 05:34 pm (UTC)Thank you. I had fun writing them.
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Date: 2013-01-19 01:55 pm (UTC)Thanks for sharing! Hurrah for fandom_stocking :)
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Date: 2013-01-19 06:10 pm (UTC)Can I tempt you to come to the dark side? *gg* Garak/Bashir is pure awesome! And basically canon:)
If you're interested you can take a look at
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Date: 2013-01-20 09:45 am (UTC)I like Bashir more than I like Burton, LOL!
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Date: 2013-01-20 10:06 am (UTC)Although I have to admit that Burton's streaks of grey and sophisticated looks totally won me over. Plus you should have seen my "OMFG, Sid is gonna be in Primeval squee poast". I guess my f-list thought I'm crazy:) The other 3/4 probably wondered what "Primeval" was.
No, I'm not shallow. Not at all;P
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Date: 2013-01-20 12:54 pm (UTC)