Tony shakes his head. “Seriously. All that Twenty Ways to Please Your Man stuff? I mean, a) all the actual women of our acquaintance,” he nods at Natasha, “will tell you that’s it’s sexist bullshit, feeding the male hegemony, denying the importance of female pleasure and seriously, get Pepper even halfway drunk and ask her about this because she has a lecture prepared, I swear to God. Anyway b) sex is not that complicated.”

Arthur and Merlin investigating a strange happening in the forest, with Aithusa on tow.

[Watercolour painting.]

“You want me to conjure flowers?” I said, sounding more disgusted than I’d meant to.

In Odessa, there’s a black box on the table Arthur’s claimed as his own. It wasn’t there yesterday. Arthur stares at it for a moment. No note. It rests on top of Arthur’s reports on the city’s raions. He lets it sit there through the morning and no one says anything about it.

The resemblance between him and Lord Rivers has been remarked upon more than once, and Tony's still deciding if that's a good or a bad thing. He's pleased by the fact that the tabloids mistake them for each other, when Rivers is fifteen years younger than he is- mixed blessing, though, because sometimes, given grainy tabloid photographs, Obadiah and Pepper don't believe him when he says it's not really him.

And then there was that time in Ibiza; Tony still legitimately doesn't know which one of them that was.

Dreamshare goes legal, Arthur goes corporate, Eames goes and (against his better judgement) falls in love.

Beautiful painting - NSFW.

Richard not-yet-III gets a cryptic visitor. Wackiness ensues.

Music: Mind Heist by Zack Hemsey aka Inception theme.
An Inception AU.

His best friend keeps cockblocking him, his relationship guru is a computer, and he might be gay. The future is very complicated.

Malcolm Tucker works for the government. Mycroft Holmes just happens to be it.

Demons don't have daemons. Daemons are everything a demon is not: soul, light, language.

Danny has a secret.

He took the camera with him to the sea wall, near the Forty Foot, and took photograph after photograph of the white-crested waves, as if Jim Mack might appear, a pale smear of flesh in the hapless sea.

Artist: The Dollyrots
Spoilers: Through episode 2.03, The Reichenbach Fall
Length: 2:18 min (on youtube or download, .avi and mp4)
Summary: ‎Please don't feel obliged to tell me that was remarkable or amazing, John's expressed that in every possible variant available to the English language.

It kept warm enough through the night, and they messed around like usual. Jack spread himself wide with hands and a smile, and Ennis thrust into him like a racehorse, panting with the exertion. They made a sweaty pile under the blankets after. No care for the dampness. So when the morning wind cracked through the sparse trees and came at them through the tent walls, they nearly bruised each other, shivering and chattering away so close.

College AU in which Arthur is a cranky senior and Eames is a professor of Dream Psychology.

A series of gorgeous paintings illustrating a deancasbigbang 2011 story.

Very cute photoshop painting - Sheppard and a baby dragon!

Arthur usually finds blatant fishing for compliments extremely irritating, but in Eames’ case he is reluctantly charmed. In fact, he writes the phrase “reluctantly charmed” into the Eames notebook the moment the words occur to him because they so perfectly encapsulate his entire situation.

Marcus wants Esca to be truly free, no matter what the cost may be for Marcus.

you've learned how to hold your own
how to stack your stones / but the history's thick
children aren't as simple as we'd like to think

Reccing all three, but particularly Taste (great AU) and For letting me love you (beautiful and moving).

Title: The second chance
Music: Gavin DeGraw - Stay
Pairing: Brad/Nate
Rating: PG
Summary: post-war AU

Title: Taste
Music: Lorna Vallings - Taste
Pairing: Brad/Nate
Rating: R
Summary: AU

Title: For letting me love you
Music: Tom McRae - My Vampire Heart
Pairing: Brad/Nate
Rating: PG

Streaming links on youtube. Also available here: http://generation-kill.livejournal.com/689934.html (a locked post, but membership is open).

After John's released and back home at Baker St, Sherlock still feels it. Down the centre of his chest there's an ache like a healing wound. A physical awareness of a body he usually ignores as much as he can. It's psychosomatic, nothing more interesting than that.

Forgetting isn't the same as moving on.

Clint’s hands never shake. He can take down an enemy sniper at one hundred feet in driving rain while bleeding out from a bullet wound in the stomach (that’s not theoretical; he’s tried it) but his hands never shake.

A homage to the famous Sherlock Holmes illustration.

music: nancy sinatra
notes: luther (luther/alice), spoilers through 2x02, 14mb avi
download or stream

To be cowardly in this, to refuse to see it through, seemed more unmanly to Laurence than beginning it.

I am THE LUCKIEST GENIE IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD!

My Master has given me a DIARY! He says that now I can write down things that happened, so I will be able to remember them!

I said, but Master, my memory is perfect, genies always remember everything! and my Master said, what about the time Major Healey and I thought your sister might be impersonating you, and we asked you what we had done just the night before, and you didn't remember? and I shrugged, and then he said, and what about all the times I told you to stay home, and you didn't remember I said that? and I shrugged, and then he said, and what about all the times I told you to not use your powers because that only Makes Things Worse, and you didn't remember I said THAT? and I said, but Master, if genies were predictable, we would not be genies! and Major Healey said, ain't that the truth.

I am SO GLAD that Major Healey understands me.

Amazing crops, lovely clean style and colouring.

Aziraphale: "My dear do you see that?"
Crowley: "Show off."

Dani really hadn't expected to be back at work before Crews.

Alice has long known that she only has respect for things she can't manipulate; very few people fall into this category, which is mostly populated by constellations and the elusive wavelengths of invisible light.

"Don't worry, I'm sure he'll be fine."

She dropped her hand to to stare incredulously at the tiger. "Let me repeat," she said, very slowly. "Calvin has a weapon whose power is only limited by his imagination."

"I said he'd be fine, nothing about the rest of us."

Richard II reads the new king's future in the stars.

It's for a human interest fluff piece.

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

The great thing about working at Veridian Dynamics is they’re always full of surprises. Well, no - actually nothing the company does surprises me anymore. But the great thing about working with Veronica is that she always finds a way to make the inevitable interesting.

Aziraphale would have missed (or perhaps deliberately ignored) the nuance of together, but Crowley was a man-shaped being of the world, and knew what was being asked. "We've been around since -- for a while," he said. "But it's not like that."

He hadn’t known that Alice had even talked to Mark since she came back to London, with her new identity and her stories of places John hadn’t been there to share with her, her descriptions of empty deserts rife with stars as if the firmament had blossomed cold from seeds of dust. He hadn’t known, in that moment when he realized how much he’d truly missed her, when he finally let himself reach for her, that she would want to share this.

When Alan lets slip the greatest secret in his life, Nick refuses to let him cover it up again.

Lydia’s voice spoke in his ear, making him jump. “Have you done it yet?”

“In a minute,” he replied distractedly. The gun was in his hand, but he hesitated. He had killed many times in the heat of battle, but never like this. To kill a sleeping old man – An old man who could destroy Caledonia and kill us all, he reminded himself. It had to be done. A single green light blinked on Duncan’s headset like a watching eye. It unnerved him. Feeling foolish, he covered the light with one hand and raised the gun with the other.

Macbeth. In SPAAACE.

Red is the colour of galaxies moving away from each other, of the universe taking a deep breath. And the light does seem redder here, though she can't tell if it's the South American sunlight or the fact that Mexico's full of reds and bright yellows. Her universe is expanding: she's come so far from the blue cast of London, the flashing blue lights of police cars. She's a red blur herself, hair flying behind her: meep meep!

"It's...you."

"Me."

"Well, not you you. But...yeah. You."

"Me," she said again.

"And I promise, you'll be glad I handled this one without you."

"Without me."

"Well," Nathan said. "Without you you."

"Now I've got to come," Audrey said, and walked out the door ahead of him.

Adam’s problem is that he keeps fucking people he really just wants to be friends with.

A small fable of love and sacrifice and what comes after.

“Snow,” he murmurs, almost to himself. “I saw the snow, it was all nothing but snow, everywhere. He was trapped in it. He was calling for me.”

Two weeks out, both Augie and Jane pack their bags.

Historical AU, line drawing, probably NSFW.

As a child, Tony Stark spent a lot of time thinking about how cool it would be to meet Captain America. When it finally (improbably) happens, it doesn’t go at all like he’d imagined.

He’d pictured fewer insults, for one thing.

For the 20inspirations challenge.

Song: I Sold My Hands For Food So Please Feed me
Artist: Get Well Soon
Summary: "We're in this together - we'll always be".
Length: 4:57
File Size: 131 MB
Links: YouTube | Download 131 MB

She is the first to teach Laurie how to catch a horse.

Hand flat. Let her see your palm.

His eyes are full of wonder when the mare steps forward and nuzzles his palm. He listens to Jo's directions, slipping the halter over the mare's head and snapping on the lead shank. The mare - a stout quarter horse - follows him out of the paddock.

Three days later, Jo returns to her room to find a leatherbound copy of The Black Stallion under her pillow.

Tintin and Snowy line art.

Warning: Crude humour. Probably NSFW (PG-13)
Category: Crackity crack! Like whoa!
Length: 4.10 (streaming or 70 MB DivX download)
Summary: Monty Python meets Supernatural

There’s only one team member that the Fischer and Rothchild jobs had in common, which means only one person who could theoretically tie the two cases together.

Whatever the FBI knows, Eames wants to know it, too.

Digital art. A gorgeous, intimate moment.

Song and Artist: "I Just Had Sex" by The Lonely Island (featuring Akon)
Fandom: Thor (2011 movie, Marvel comics, mythology, artwork)
Length: 02:54
Summary: When I had the sex, man my hammer felt great.

On the plus side, marriage is bound to be easier than proposing.

Onceuponatime the Daughter of Rumplestiltskin was born (mind the capitalization, because that’s the only way to refer to her--the only real identifier, though it’s not a name, more an epithet. Pardon its usage, can’t be helped).

'I got a note too. Someone knows what we did.' [A psychological thriller AU of the movie.]

A favourite characters picspam.

This is the secret, he thinks. This is what Arthur keeps hidden.

Digital drawing. Hinted at Dean/Castiel.

“Call if you need me,” Arthur says, “and I’ll come.”

Katy. She's a Mathlete, and she plays in the marching band, and she sometimes sits with Alex in AP Physics, and she plays volleyball, which Alex thinks is really cool (she never used to, but lately, she thinks there's something vaguely impressive about it). And one time? One time, she asked Alex what the formula for torque was, even though Alex is, like, 99% sure she already knew it.

Song: Rolling in the Deep
Artist: Adele
Fandom: X-Men Movie Series (X-Men, X2: X-Men United, X3: The Last Stand, X-Men: First Class)
Details: 4:03 minutes, 52.3 MB, avi
Summary: "And I will always be there, old friend." Charles Xavier and Erik Lehnsherr, from beginning to end.

Marcus Aquila is an undercover Metropolitan police officer. His assignment is to infiltrate a slave-trafficking organisation which trades in men, bought and sold to fight in cages, sometimes to the death. When he makes the impulsive decision to intervene during a 'kill fight' involving a fierce young fighter called Esca, Marcus inadvertently finds himself the owner of his very own slave. Now Marcus has to find a way to complete his assignment, as well as gaining Esca's trust, without blowing his cover. The question is, can he do it before the secrets and lies catch up with him, and Marcus loses everything?

1440x900 / 1024x768

"Here's the rules," Mxy said before they could get sidetracked. Bat-Mite was his best buddy but he had a tendency to be scatter-brained. "You've changed bodies for forty-eight hours." He brandished a watch marked, improbably, up to "forty-eight o'clock." "You have to live each others' lives for that long. And if anyone guesses about the switch, the change will be...permanent."

He doesn’t speak German anymore, if he can help it. Everything he wants to say, he says in English. He made the decision a long time ago. English is like a second layer of skin, separating him from the force of the words. When he says, “I love you,” in that language, he doesn’t feel like the subject of the sentence.

Hal's still searching for words, but he seems to have found Ben in the meantime.

Cat becomes Chrestomanci, briefly.

Steve was looking earnest. Which was kind of his default expression but he was looking especially earnest right now. "I've been reading about safe sex," he said, "and all the pamphlets say we need to discuss our previous sexual partners before we do this."

Gorgeous, detailed digital painting. [Drafts here: http://zenyr.livejournal.com/5788.html]

Uther's enthusiastic, she'll give him that much. He's fond of holding her down by the arms, which would make her laugh if he weren't so queerly winsome; she could break his bollocks with one careless clench of her thighs, but he's growing on her somehow, like mould on an overripe pear, and she's feeling too fond for her own good.

[Fantastic, beautifully earthy language, but do check the warnings in the header before reading.]

Harvey Specter, second year law student at Harvard, was walking home one night when he found a teenaged runaway named Mike freezing to death on his doorstep.

A man who has something to lose is the most dangerous man of all.

He wanted to steal some of that brightness and take it home with him, nurture it like a flame in the dark. He could have sat there watching the feast all night, drinking honey-sweet mead in small sips like liquid summer days. The Jotun hated warmth and fire and all things bright, but Loki did not. He was dazzled by it, drawn to it like a dwarf to gold, and so distracted that he did not notice the raven watching him, or Lord Odin bending to speak a serious word in his son's ear, or the threatening figure of Thor approaching his table. Not until a heavy hand landed on his shoulder.

[Clever Cinderella AU.]