Arthur and Eames adopt a kid and raise that kid into Neal Caffrey.

Could you take my picture? ('Cause I won't remember)

In the months after the inception job, Ariadne slips from one life to another.

It's normal for a young woman almost out of college to seem a little different when she visits her family, right?

The reason SAS Captain Arthur Pendragon can't keep a communications specialist in Team Excalibur because none of them are good enough. And then Lieutenant Merlin Emrys gets assigned to his squad, and Arthur does everything he can to prove that Merlin isn't good enough, either. Except he is.

It's around when Ray wants to hold Walt's hand like a goddamn teenage girl with stars in her eyes and wet panties that he starts to worry.

Taking care of Tony is a lot of work. Especially when you’ve only got one arm. And your code dates back to the 1980s.

Armando's just happy he can waste his time in fandom instead of fighting for mutant rights.

[fireandice] (18.35): If, on the other hand, you’re writing, as I suspect you are, for Midgardian fangirls, then get straight to the point. Armour off, shield down, straight to the fighting and fornication.

[hammer_time] (18.37): What’s a “fangirl”?

[fireandice] (18.38): Don’t be disingenuous. If you didn’t want me to know what Livejournal communities you frequent, you should have picked a less obvious username, oh God of Thunder.

Brad gets a new call-sign.

Stafford would like you to know, Ray is not the only person who can know somebody really well.

Brad and the LT are always doing their eyefucking thing, with the LT's honest-to-fuck cocksucker mouth tilted up to one side and Brad letting his whole Iceman facade down. Even now, when they've finally stopped and the LT is here talking to Brad with his shiny green fuck-me eyes. (Not that Ray will ever tell Brad about the LT's mouth or eyes. Ray might be in a motherfucking war, but he doesn't have a death wish.)

The day the McKays moved into Eureka Jack got approximately a dozen phone calls from Fargo, who was hiding under a desk in his office at Global Dynamics.

"Do you know when I last saw Rodney McKay?" Fargo whispered through the telephone line. "I last saw Rodney McKay when he was threatening to kill me using a protractor during a seminar he was leading in graduate school! This was before he started to lose his hair! Can you just imagine what a safety threat he is by now?"

Exactly what it says on the tin. (With links to the songs!)

Nelan goes to see the Matchmaker.

The slide from “the LT and the Iceman” towards “Nate and Brad” is slow. Their identities are blurred by a hundred different small interactions that mean very little on their own, outside of a larger context. One thing is clear; some of it was Ray’s fault. We are assured of this.

Brad is hiding under the Humvee again.

Months after the Cuban Missile Crisis, Hank starts to realise how deeply Erik’s departure has affected the professor, and what it implies about their leader.

“Someone really should put up a warning on the city website,” someone says from high above. Raven cranes her neck and, of course, there’s Erik, crouching on top of the lamp post like he is the goddamned Batman. “Do not approach. Slayer on the prowl.”

AU. It's about kids, and family, and flocking. It's about love and death, with fishing and chips on the side. It's about Jack O'Neill having to explain all of that. . . .

SG1 AU where Rodney's Air Force, John's an engineer, and Jack O'Neill's got an unpleasant job to do.

So there's this thing going around Tumblr where this dog leaves food for in his bowl for weeks and the human eventually discovers he's carefully saving back food for a stray pregnant cat. Cat is eventually adopted by human and cat and dog live happily in interspecies harmony. It is adorbs.

Candy, who is an amazing human being that I probably should never actually talk to because horrible things would happen to the universe, was like OH MY GOD YOU GUYS THIS SHOULD BE KIRK/SPOCK

There is a swan, and he's not named Sherlock. And there is a duck, and he's not named John.

The entire female population of Sunnydale has turned into rampant lesbian nymphomaniacs, and only the Magic Penis of Re-orientation can save the day!

Donna and Harvey have been looking out for each other since they were kids. It's what family is supposed to do, after all.

Erik Lehnsherr is a visiting professor at Columbia University, as well as an acclaimed and award winning poet. Charles Xavier is a lead researcher with the Genetics Department who is well on his way to tenure. But what happens when Charles has to cancel a class because half his students abandon him in favour of a mysterious new English Lit professor? Naturally he ends up sitting in in the class, where Professor Lehnsherr mistakes him for a student. It's really too bad Erik has such a strict policy against dating students. It's also too bad Erik doesn't seem to know how to use Google.

Rachel thinks it's time to take a chance on Mike. Unfortunately, when she knocks, a naked man answers Mike's door.

When Alex Summers broke out of supermax to rescue his stupid kid brother, he had no idea it was going to be so fucking complicated.

In which Sirius Black knows more than he ever wanted to.

XMFC/Inception fusion AU. Erik is an extractor, Alex is his point man. They're assembling a team to go after the most dangerous mind in dreamsharing: Sebastian Shaw. But unless Alex and the team can keep him in check, Erik's desire for vengeance might just rip the whole job apart around them -- and then there's the shade that haunts his dreams...

Donna's view of the events of Pizza And A Movie: introducing Harvey to Rollo's, rescuing him from poor relationship choices, uncovering the mystery of the Pizza Guy, and protecting Mike Ross from those who would do him ill.

Mycroft has tea with his mother twice a month. John and Sherlock become flatmates.

Logic would dictate that Michael Blaine is dreaming, because he’s in a room with a man with eyes like a jack o’lantern and that’s not a real thing.

And that’s how Logan joins Charles Xavier and Eric Lensherr in working with the CIA.

Hey, he never said he wasn’t an easy date.

Somebody's been keeping an eye on Merlin since he reached Camelot.

"Winky saw Professor Snape killing Harry Potter and then - hic! - bringing him back to life!"

Well, term started today, and it seems the pressing issue this year is how Harry, Hermione, and Ron will pair off.

She wouldn’t quite say it’s love, but they’re two young people mutually attracted to each other, and as much as Spock’s Vulcan side hates to admit any human weakness like lust, it’s only logical to Nyota that they’d be touching and feeling, testing each other and their boundaries, as much as possible, in rare moments alone even more so.

Hikaru Sulu does not gossip. He is just present when other people say things about people who are not present, and then he sometimes repeats it to more people who might be interested. He doesn't gossip, because most of it is true. OK, sometimes he's wrong, but it's not like he's going to do research.

Spock had not intended to watch them. He had only been at the dock because he had been unable to resist the temptation of seeing the Enterprise again, as illogical as that was.

"I think the Keptan has an interest in Commander Spock."

The medical bay on the Enterprise is, like the rest of the ship, state-of-the-art. Its walls and floor and ceiling are a brilliant, oddly-cool white, and the chrome instrumentation by every bed and lining much of the wall-space gleams beautifully under the overhead fluorescents. The beds are soft and clean enough to keep any waylaid crew member at least comfortable, and the facilities are so well-equipped and up-to-date that any medical professional would likely make several killings just for a chance to touch them, let alone work with them. Ordinarily, Leonard McCoy would be beyond proud (and rather self-satisfied, if he may say so himself) of being able to call this beauty of a clinic his.

Sarek watches his son and Kirk together and is reminded of his relationship with his wife - and how deep humans can love - and how humbling it is to be the recipient of such emotions.

She thinks that maybe in another universe, one where ships don't come out of lightning storms in space, she would have had a brown-eyed, steadier child with a penchant for mischief, who would have been still clever but whom she could have sent off to Starfleet Academy knowing he would do both her and his father proud.

"I know your son very well. I know that he is most likely to do what he is told not to do," Spock says, and she sees a flash of humor in his face, but maybe she imagined that, too. "I wondered if it might be in my interest should you hate me on sight."

Some people would like to call Winona Kirk a martyr, but martyrs don't get to see their sacrifices pay off.

James T. Kirk doesn't get passionate about something unless it has breasts. Leonard McCoy knows this. And then something changes.

"He's two hundred years old and tired, Jim," Bones answered sarcastically. "I'm surprised he hasn't broken down before this."

A late night visit to the Restricted Section turns up a strange book. Remus and Sirius find their slow tug of attraction turning into a dizzying collision course.

Uther knows. He's known since the black knight, when the manservant put up a fight over the sword. Was confirmed when the sword, the sword that was meant for Arthur, killed the black knight, for whom only magic could kill.

Because Ahlee is new to the bridge, she cannot tell if her colleagues have also noticed Spock’s disquiet. She finds herself distracted by his distraction, which she cannot understand and which does not match her expectations of a senior Starfleet officer, let alone a Vulcan senior officer.

Five Things that Scotty Noticed and Didn’t Mention to the General Public, And One Thing That Spread Around the Enterprise Within Five Minutes of him Seeing It.

Christopher is initially surprised when he wheels into work one day and finds, sitting on his desk, a formal request from the Enterprise’s new captain to have Commander Spock officially dubbed the ship’s First Officer. If memory serves him correctly—and he’s sure that the Centurian slug didn’t take out too much detail—this runs contrary to everything he’s seen conspire between the two men, as well as everything he’s heard of their working chemistry.

McCoy has always lamented Jim's poor impulse control.

Uhura hates James T. Kirk because he never seems to do what is expected. Things get messy when Jim makes Spock do unexpected things in return.

"I do not care even a little bit. Take Vulcan or go back to Tactics with your tail between your legs, but I've done you enough favors. Leave now."

"T'Pring. I know that the bond makes you desire further closeness, but do not confuse loss of self with being close. You are T'Pring, he is Spock, and the two are joined, but not the same."

When he was a kid, all Hikaru ever wanted was to fly.

When he says she got the planet in the divorce, he means it.

Sarek does not always understand his son, but that does not mean he does not love him.

His name is George Samuel Kirk. And he's the only person in his family who has his shit together.

Sam is always getting the praise and her smiles, but Jim gets her jokes—he's okay with that.

Political science pundits predict that, if Lang and Kent outlast their freshman year of college, their odds of permanently dementing young journalists-in-the-making are far better than initially expected.

Should he tell Chekov that Kirk and Spock were living together? Chekov could keep his mouth shut, but -- no, this was one of those things that was too good to keep to himself and too fucking insane to tell anyone, even his best friend. If Chekov found out on his own, then they'd scream about it and never tell anyone; yet if Spock was being moved into Kirk's room in the middle of the night, the chances of their going public any time soon were fucking slim, if existent at all.

Just for shits, as far as Jim can tell, he teaches him the Standard accent that makes Vulcan ears bleed with pain, the one that makes them forgive you because you're trying so hard, and the educated one that might make a Vulcan take you mildly seriously. Then it's on to different dialects of Vulcan and why you don't talk like this in polite company and why this accent makes Vulcans think you're upper class, even if you're really, really not. As a chaser, he adds in Romulan and how it differs from Vulcan, and how S'Fuckhead basically rewrote it from the first few grunts the first proto-Vulcans made. (Which is actually kind of interesting, but Jim would rather live on plomeek soup than admit it.)

But John Watson and Sherlock Holmes are not quite like other men. Mary knows this by now.

A six-year-old princess of the blood, Azula was quite accustomed to gifts; the fact that these ones talked back was just an added novelty.

At that very moment (in the sense that the infinite encompassed all moments), the narrator was making himself a cup of tea. Unlike those he observed, he had no phobias. He wasn't afraid of touching or being touched or Halloween or abandonment. He lived austerely and simply and enjoyed a rich inner life. His only vice was a certain nosiness, and in the greater scheme of things, he thought, that was hardly a vice at all.

Scotty nods sagely. Then he realizes that he doesn't know what the thing is. He is gripped, nay... tightly gripped by the need to know. He leans forward and gazes earnestly at the captain.

A glossy magazine's version of the events of Season One of Veronica Mars -- as seen through the prisms of celebrity, self-interest and the way things probably would've played out.

Wilhelmina Weasley writes an essay about her hero in the history of Magical Minority rights.

The Captain and Commander don't know this (she suspects they'd freak out if they did), but Yeoman Rand knows more about their sex life than any other person on the Enterprise.

Raven is six and she lives with Hank, who is her very best friend in the whole world (and any others she can imagine). Hank is big and blue and he has soft, fluffy fur. He wears glasses and he’s real smart and he’s wonderful to curl up with and nap when you get tired.