[ River Tam/John Preston | T | 620w | 2007-12-17 | Mirror ] “Broken gears sing a broken song,” she says. ~ (Written for the paragraph porn-a-thon , prompt: awakening.) Imperative Drives “Not... and this , this is the burning, the onslaught of prickling flames through his body as he thrashes against the bed, up into her, and every nerve in his body awakens to her gentle, smiling touch

[ Jake/Van | M | 500w | 2007-12-14 | Mirror ] Sex on props probably breaks some kind of rule of their contracts. ~ (Written for the paragraph porn-a-thon , prompt: illicit.) Set Redecoration ...right now, and if he accidentally happens to rest his eyes too hard while doing that, well, whatever. When he wakes up he’s going to fuck Van so hard they take down the whole goddamn Snyder barn

[ Pullo/Vorenus | T | 200w | 2007-11-30 | Mirror ] Your fist in mine, brother. ~ (Prompted by meadowlion , bloodied fists.) Sanguineus Your fist in mine, brother. So many different times...claim: we are alike in blood as we are battle. Now, come, brother. Take my hand. Let us leave this place, let us forget my anger, your weakness. Let us go, now, and face the final damnation. Together

[ Maggie, Marilyn, Ed | K | 300w | 2007-11-30 | Mirror ] Maggie’s got something to show Marilyn. ~ (Prompted by isiscolo , Maggie has a Heroes-style superpower.) Nice “Marilyn! Marilyn... mouth hanging open. “That sure was something, Maggie.” Maggie looked at Marilyn, breathless. “Well? What do you think?” “Nice.” She smiled, Mona Lisa mysterious. Then she picked up her knitting again

[ Claude/Noah | K | 1,186w | 2007-12-06 ] Noah Bennet is prepared for a lot of things when he takes this job. ~ Author’s Notes: Written for the brave_new_slash fic exchange, for misachan...question why any of them are necessary at all. Makes him wonder what it would be like to put his trust into something like that, if even just for the duration of a freak rain storm in the middle of August

[ Clark | K | 130w | 2007-11-30 | Mirror ] Space above, space below. ~ (Prompted by jadeblood , alone time.) Suspended Space above, space below, nothing except him and the meanderings of...himself to, no measurements to surpass, no circumstances or environment to define himself in, he became nothing more than… himself, suspended in the quiet place between a breath in and a breath out

[ Link/Corny/Seaweed | T | 776w | 2007-11-30 | Mirror ] This kid, Christ, he was like nothing Corny had seen before. ~ What They Don’t Teach You in School This kid, Christ, he was like nothing...moved like no one Corny had ever seen before, never truer then when their dance evolved into something else altogether, every damn move smooth and sweet, each of their steps falling into perfect time

[ Amber/Corny | T | 145w | 2007-11-30 | Mirror ] The girl was young. ~ Easier Said Than Done The girl was young. Young, a little foolish, and definitely not someone he should ever think about...what he did. “I know you couldn’t say no,” she said, nails digging into his shoulders, her pink lipstick curling up into a wicked grin, and he kisses her again, harder, because he has no answer for that

[ Claude/Peter, Mohinder/Peter, Claire/Elle, Angela/Kaito | T | 806w total | 2007-11-30 | Mirrors ] Various shortfic written for prompts. ~ Claude/Peter (prompt: dinner | 192w) “You call this food...is where we can do the most good.” “Our children will thank us for our sacrifices.” She placed a dry kiss on his cheek, eyes glistening, and it was the all the goodbye they would allow themselves

[ Mohinder/Noah | T | 536w | 2007-11-27 ] The lines between prisoner and keeper aren’t always clear cut. ~ Author’s Notes: Prompted (padded cuffs) and audienced by tinheart . Down to Business...my job to take care of you.” Noah slipped his arm out of the cuff he’d loosened, and snaked his hand up to the back of Mohinder’s neck, pulling him down onto the bed. “So let’s get to work, shall we?