Summary: In which boys are stupid, strawberries are eaten, and the 21st century is exactly what it was cracked up to be.

Summary: John is the oasis to Sherlock's desert.

Title: Folding, Unfolding, Refolding
Fandom: Sherlock BBC
Characters/Pairings: Molly, Sherlock/John, Mrs. Hudson
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 3,965
Disclaimer: I don’t own Sherlock or get any money out of this endeavour.
Warnings: Some autopsy detail, discussion of death, grief, spoilers for Reichenbach.
Notes: ASiB made me want to write Molly. Reichenbach made me need to write Molly. Also I shamelessly sent my characters to a city I already know so I wouldn’t have to research it. Beta by miss_sabre.
Summary: Molly feels different, afterwards. She feels like she’s lost something, some part of herself that was capable of having a crush on Sherlock that, though pathetic, was at least honest and simple.

"It could be a better day. When the lift breaks somewhere between the third and fourth floors of New Scotland Yard, it gets worse than Hleb missing by a fucking mile."

Tony and Steve exchange a series of emails. Steve types in all caps, forwards ancient memes (lol cats, "funny" pictures, inspirational stories, etc), and generally acts like your grandparents.

Summary: John is an army bomb detection dog who has been turned into a human. Angst. No, really, angst.

Sherlock/John
NC-17
~12 000 words
Summary: Pfff, not a particularly complex one: it’s 12K words of Sherlock being very appreciative of how John looks in a suit.

Title: Situation Normal: All Fucked Up
Pairing: Steve/Tony [Pepper/Natasha, Rhodey/Bucky, past Tony/Pepper]
Rating: NC-17
Wordcount: 27,000
Author's Notes: Again, this is the sequel to Ready, Fire, Aim; it'll probably make more sense if you read that first.
Summary: As it turns out, fighting crime is the easy part.

Title: Ready, Fire, Aim
Pairing: Steve/Tony [Pepper/Natasha, past Tony/Pepper]
Rating: NC-17
Wordcount: 21,000 (WEEPING FOR MY SANITY, WHAT)
Summary: There's no "I" in "Avenger."

Everything else is just transport.

Mrs. Hudson plays matchmaker for her tenants.

Lestrade thinks Mycroft is only occupying a minor position in the british goverment.

He knows him only as a kind, well-mannered, understanding man as opposite to his younger brothrer.
Mycroft tries his best to hide the fact that he's the british goverment.

here are things about himself that John Watson will never, ever, tell anyone. Not even consulting detectives who might already know.

Embarrassing as it is -- considering Lestrade actually is a decently intelligent and aware person despite what Sherlock insinuates at least twice a week -- he very simply does not notice someone standing in his doorway until the man clears his throat. "Detective Inspector Lestrade?" the man asks as though he already knows the answer.

"It's the name on the desk."

The man's mouth settles with a hint of a smile. It's a bit obnoxious really, the unconscious condescension he exudes; like he knows all the answers to questions Lestrade can't even begin to think of asking. "I'm here about Sherlock Holmes."

(Retelling of persephone)
Everything is so dull," Sherlock says.

"You're the lord of the dead," Stamford says. "Your kingdom is rich beyond measure and grows every day, how can you possibly be bored?"

John is given a chance to take the fight to Moriarty. You know what they say about whoever fights monsters...

This is not a romantic story, despite what the bards may croon about Persephone's delicate beauty and pale bosom or Hades' flashing grey eyes. When a doting wife mistily reminiscences about how her husband swept her off her feet, that statement should not be followed by "and into the very gates of the Underworld itself, where he forced me to languish for nearly a year until my mother threatened to annihilate the whole world into a nuclear winter if I didn't make it home by curfew." Do not bother seeking out the muses for the truth, as they will sing of a tragedy so heartbreaking that it will undoubtedly leave their audience in tears, all composed out of falsehoods and lies. As so often happens, the reality of the lives of Hades and Persephone cannot possibly compare to the epic saga that our imaginations have concocted.

This is not a romantic story. But it is a story of love, nonetheless.

"Keep talking."

"Hobbes," Calvin says thoughtfully, perched on the sharply slanted roof outside his bedroom window. "Have you always been around?"

The Enterprise's first mission under the (official) captaincy of James T. Kirk.

Douglas is uncharacteristically nervous when he knocks on the door of the shabby little hotel room a few hours later. It’s ridiculous that he should be undone by such a man as Martin Crieff – little Martin, timid and hesitant and bearer of more bad luck and awkward circumstance than anyone Douglas had ever met in his life.

In which there is a hunt for a fabricated will, and John learns that Sherlock's regard for him goes far beyond the physical.

Summary: Sherlock has a second job. Because of this, Mycroft thinks Sherlock is heartless and manipulative; John, meanwhile, is inclined to think Sherlock secretly has more capacity for emotional connections than most.

If one is particular about details and semantics, the first time Sherlock waits it is for three days.

Summary: “And just what is the plan, Sherlock?” John shouted. “Go to prison? You assaulted a police officer – no court won’t convict you.” He ran a hand over his face. “What could possibly be worth risking your freedom?”

Summary: Sherlock dons an unusual disguise for a case. John is…conflicted. Character study, casefic, & smut (in that order).

So, a while ago, my best friend and I were talking about kinky Sherlock fics, and how we both generally disliked bondage. Something about it just struck a wrong chord with us, and she decided it was because she didn't think John would appreciate it, at all, because it would probably bring up some war memories for him. She went on to say how she'd love to see a fic like that, so I went on to write that fic for her.

Title | Pairing Pendragon/Merlin
Author | Anon
Pairing | Arthur/Merlin
Prompt | Arthur is a BNF and Merlin is his prized beta
Length | ~24 500
Warnings | casting spoilers for Starz “Camelot” and some speculation on episode content, based on no accurate information whatsoever.

Notes | All LJ names, emails and other names used in this fic are either non-functional or in use by someone who has no association with this fic or indeed with Merlin fandom at all. All real people who appear in this fic are entirely fictionalised based on the information on their Wikipedia pages and narrative convenience, as are the details of the SFX Weekender.

Thank you to everyone who has commented on this fic; you guys have really made my January and I am so grateful to you all. A special thank you to the KMM mod mice, and to the people who held my hand and made me keep writing this even though I was freaking out.

(First part originally posted in 24 comments here.)

Harry Dresden gets more than he bargained for when asked to assist one of Chicago's more notorious criminals with a little vermin problem. Thanks to Tichan for the quick beta! Written for Yuletide 2010

Summary: War and peace, ebb and flow, love and loss, damned duty and dearest enemies, end and begin and come around again. When the Stargate Program goes public, old loyalties are set against new ambitions for the Atlantis team.

Title: Some Say It's a Blessing, Some Say It's a Curse
Characters: Arthur, Merlin (Arthur/Merlin)
Rating: PG / standard
Wordcount: ~3000
Spoilers: Nothing specific
Genre: magic reveal, powerful Merlin / captured Arthur
Warnings: OC character death, implied injury to other OCs
Beta: [info]copperbadge, [info]cruentum and [info]mellacita all looked at this, but any mistakes are my own :D
Summary: “Last warning,” said Merlin, raising a hand. “If you try to harm him, I will kill you. If you succeed, no-one will leave here alive.”
A/N: The title is from the song "My Boy Builds Coffins" by Florence and the Machine.
For the KMM prompt: Arthur/Merlin - Arthur found out about Merlin's magic some time ago but kept the knowledge to himself. Even Merlin is unaware that Arthur knows. So when Merlin is forced to put on a display of incredible power in front of Arthur in order to save his life, he expects Arthur's reaction to be one of anger, fear or revulsion. Arthur is overwhelmed to learn what his manservant is truly capable of. With all that power literally at his fingertips, Merlin could go anywhere and do anything he wants - and yet he remains loyal by Arthur’s side, risking his own life to keep Arthur safe. When Arthur realises this, he doesn’t give Merlin the reaction he expects. Instead, Arthur drops to his knees in front of him and bows his head.

I will readily admit that I am not at my best in high summer. I never am, unfortunately. It hurts me deeply to recall, however, just how far beneath myself I managed to sink in the summer of 1891.

planecrash!fic

BRING KLEENEX
Summary: Even after twenty years, Rodney still has no idea how to raise children. Futurefic.

Title: The Historian
Rating: PG
Fandom: Eureka
Summary: Dr. Grant is a very pretty mystery, until suddenly he's not. (Grant/Carter)
Warnings: None.
Notes: I've only seen through episode five of Eureka's latest (fourth) season. I've had reliable spoilers that joss this, but this is Eureka -- they practically grow AUs in their vegetable gardens, after all.

Title: Famine
Fandom: Vorkosigan
Length: 9000 words
Rating: PG-13
Classification: Miles/Gregor. A Deeper Season verse, early days, a few weeks after chapter 18.
Warning: All plot has been removed from this story and replaced with romantical notions.
Summary: "I don't think being in love with someone is very good preparation for actually being with them," Gregor said.

Title: Forward Momentum: A Biography, with Preface by Elizabeth Gray
Author: [livejournal.com profile] lightgetsin
Fandom: Vorkosigan
Classification: PG, mentions Miles/Gregor. A Deeper Season universe, far future.
Summary: Every biography of my Gran'da has the same holo on the cover.

Summary: She’s not the mentally ill one here, really, and she still can’t eat custard, ten years later.

What would have happened if instead of Tanith and Johnny rooming together, Apolo and Johnny had roomed together? Obviously, sex. That's just logic. Written for wintergameskink. Word Count: 13,800

Dean and Castiel. "Lazarus Rising" missing scene.
Gen, or possibly Dean/Dean's past. R for all sorts of adultness.
6,066 words.

"You have to get clean. This is only a stop along the way."

“Cas,” is all Dean whispers before he turns his face up to the sky and shouts, “I'm here, you feathery bastard! I consent--now come and get me before I change my fucking mind!”

Post-apocalyptic futurefic. The late summer sun is high over the base today, hot and intense. Kris tilts his face up and closes his eyes, pretending the hunters got fresh meat today, and that there are rain clouds on the horizon that'll sift cool, clear water down on all their sweaty heads. Everybody has their happy place these days, but Kris tries to make his attainable. There's no point in wishing the last five years never happened, because they did.

A/N: For [info]emiliglia, who gave me the prompt: Something with a lot of anger on Dean's side - he doesn't believe, doesn't want to believe. So Dean's lashing out and frustrated and physical violence becomes something else... Mostly written before 4.02, so it doesn’t take that ep into account. Title from a quote by St. Theresa of Avila.

Signs and portents (Dean/Castiel) PG13 | ~2,730
Inspired and encouraged by the brilliant and persistent trinityofone. We were thinking back over several seasons of Sam and Dean being mistaken for boyfriends, and got to wondering what happens when Castiel comes into the picture.

Dean forgets himself. Castiel doesn't.

Adam felt surprisingly violent about the whole thing.

It's the apocalypse, and this is the Book of Chuck.

Written for the Star Trek XI Kink Meme prompt found here: "Spock has been stuck alone on some alien planet that needs a Federation representative to be present for a long, stalled-out series of negotiations. I don't want any horrible trauma, just loneliness and frustration and culture-shock. The people on this planet are as far from Vulcan as possible -- everything is everyone's business, emotions are on display everywhere, everyone wants to hug everyone else all the time, etc. There is almost no vegetarian food suitable for a Vulcan diet. And Spock misses the Enterprise. Bonus points for him realizing that somehow the ship has become like a home/family for him, because I am a sucker for stuff like that." Also fulfills this prompt, at least a little bit.
So my brain apparently got tired of handporn and resorted instead to earporn. Enjoy, I guess. And I decided that Scotty was a Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy fan, what with his belief in the importance of towels.

by ishie (LJ | e-mail | comment)
Classic Who | PG | Ian/Barbara | 26,000 words
Ian and Barbara, before and after the Doctor

“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.”

After the events of Cyberwoman, Jack attempts to fix his working relationship with Ianto.

"What the hell is that, anyway? 'Truth, justice, and the American way'? I'll bet it just means he blows the President every night." A newly-elected President Luthor certainly hopes so...

Galactic!Emperor!Lex

"It was a perfect, spectacular plan. Joker had laughed himself almost sick when he first thought it up. Of course, not everyone involved shared his appreciation for its beauty. "