Disclaimer: do not own Transformers. Rating: K Summary: Five drabbles. Movieverse. Autobots, and fun with alien stereotypes. Click to find the answers to crop circles, UFOs... “You’re being abducted!” Bumblebee said gleefully. Sam shook his head, and gave up. “You guys are unbelievable.” “Thank-you.”
Title: The Joys of (Other Peoples) Marriage Author: Orchids_or_Iris Characters/Pairing: Ambrose, Queen/Ahamo Rating: G Summary: Sometimes being Advisor means more than just advising the Monarch of...ever painted before." "Yep." The pair sat in silence for a minute or so before the blonde spoke again. "I should go apologise huh?" "It's traditional, yes."
Rating: G Spoilers: For finale. Character/Pairing: Ty Lee, Azula Author's Note: May eventually be expanded into a longer fic. Warnings: Fem-slash if you squint, unbeta'd. Summary: Azula takes...so hopefully that she cannot help but smile back instead. What has happened to me? she wonders idly. But for the moment, there is only now, and now is good, and so she decides not to worry about it.
Rating: G Spoilers: None Character/Pairing: Mai, Ty Lee Author's Note: This came about as I ate a peach, using a knife to carve it up. The end result? A sticky Lobster. Um, I think here the girls...and dripping onto her clothes. Sighing, Mai turned and went to clean the peach juice off her knife. Afterwords, she decided, she would come back with more peaches--and a knife from the kitchens.
-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0- “They’ve been gone too long. They were only supposed to scout a little ways ahead. Do you think they’ve been caught?” Rodney’s voice was tight with worry. One...between their return to Atlantis and the epilogue. Hopefully it won't take me too long to finish, but I am a terribly slow writer, I'm afraid, so it will be a while before I'm done. :)
-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0- “Okay, people, listen up.” Lorne spread out a rough map on the table, and every soldier in the room gathered around to see it better. SGA-1 stood slightly off... And take care.” “The same to you. Now leave already,” Arran chuckled as he waved them off. “I don’t think I’m up to planning a rescue for all of you.” -0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-
-0-0-0-0-0-0- “Colonel Sheppard, I must ask that you leave your weapons outside the chamber.” The guard’s expression made it clear that he was willing to back up the polite ‘asking’ should the...everything himself and the general incompetence of others was conspicuously absent. No, Weir reflected, apparently this wasn’t going to be a good day after all. -0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-
Title: One Alone, Without Companion Author: Imbecamiel Rating: PG-13 Spoilers: Not really, if you've watched more than the first two seasons. This is set in late S2/early S3, sometime shortly before Sateda...necessary here. I'm trying to keep it down, but my computer is spazzing and LJ has abruptly decided that it hates me. I have been trying for - no joke - an hour to post even one section of this.)
Y is for... What?
Rating: All Ages
Genre: General, Friendship, Humor, Team
Timeline: Season 07
Warnings: None
Synopsis: Jack Alphabet Soup contribution. Stuck in quarantine, Jack is bored and...from Yiddish. It's slang for a 'meddlesome person'. Yenta." He picked up his laptop again, pushed his glasses back up his nose, and stared straight at Jack. "And I'm looking at one right now."
Title: Your hands over mine, Kyuhyun/Zhoumi Length: 48 words (IDK, it's more than 10?) Author: shieldkitten Rating: G Summary: "Zhoumi must be god's way of saying 'sorry you almost died'." Sometimes...makes a jerky stop. Suddenly he's falling again, the world is flipping upside down and he throws out his hands, bracing himself for the impact, the pain. These days, Zhoumi is there to catch him.
