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14th-Nov-2009 04:01 am - 18.3 - Peace.
I wish it could last. This peace, this lull of violence, takes some getting used to, but after a while it starts to feel nice. Like maybe it could stretch forever, and I could go on with my life.

I've started to notice things I never had the chance to before. Like the way Ethan's hand dances out to brush against mine, sending jolts of electricity up my spine, before fluttering back to cradle the huge book he holds. Or the way his smile slices through the early morning fog like a shot of espresso straight into my veins, forcing me to smile back. Even the way he hums as he takes a shower, just loud enough to be heard if trying, but quiet enough to let the others sleep undisturbed. And how I find myself with one ear pressed against the door, sifting through the sounds of running water and riotous snoring.

I want to cross the gap, to smear the line between friend and boyfriend, but I know this peace can't last, and I'm afraid that things might go back to before. Quick glances that don't say nearly enough, and the small kindness of coffee in the morning and the South Park I forgot to tape waiting on TiVo. And if I discover something more with him, I don't think I could live with anything less.

If only this could last.

Words: 233
Muse: Yiruma's "Love Me"
Fandom: Original Character
3rd-Nov-2009 04:33 pm - 18.1 Button, Button
just hold on a minute
18.1 - If you were given a box with a button to push, and offered a large sum of money, the price being someone you don't know dies, would you push the button? 

Now that would depend on a number of variables.

I know, I know, there are probably plenty of cynical critcs assuming my answer is an immediate yes.  Idiots.  If this were years ago, back in the colonies, well, maybe then.  But what good is a large sum of money going to do me in my current position?  None whatsoever.  I'm already as comfortable as I'm going to be in terms of things that money can buy - my problems aren't going to be solved by buying off the Cylons.

If this were in a time when money actually served some real value to me personally, well then, I suppose it would also depend on whether or not the death of this person could ever be traced back to me.  I really don't need that kind of personal scandal  on top of all the other ones. my head.  If anonymity were secured, then why not?  People die every day, who's to say it wouldn't be someone who's time is up anyways?  It isn't as if I were putting a gun to their head and pulling the trigger myself.

Except I know that you don't have to kill someone firsthand in order to feel the guilt of it firsthand. 

Gaius Baltar
Battlestar Galactica


3rd-Nov-2009 12:42 pm - 18.5 Space
leave this star crossed world behind



Fandom //
The Mortal Instruments

Muse// Bill Kaulitz as Magnus Bane
Words // Magnus Bane / Phenomenal Cosmic Power

Info // Based on image prompt from themuseswithin : "Space".  Cosmos stock from Funerium @ DeviantArt. Check out resurgere for the best stock on DA.

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2nd-Nov-2009 01:38 pm - 18.3 - Peace
Dr. Gordon's time is up
Mun Note: This ficlet is AU&RP-based

I feel peace when I hold her in my arms. Serafina. Our little angel.
I remember the day that she was born. Her first smile. Her first steps. The first time she called me “Daddy”.
In her eyes, I’m a good person that she loves to pieces – just like she loves John, Amanda and her big brother. She doesn’t know as yet who I really am –or was...
Some day, when she grows up, I will have to tell her the whole truth about myself.
My life has changed irrevocably, but my twisted past and all the wrong things I’ve done are part of me. She has to know it.
I shudder at the very thought of what will happen when she learns the truth. It may drive us apart. Perhaps, she will be deeply disappointed, and will eventually turn her back on me. I hope she won’t, after all. I do hope she will be able to forgive and understand.

Some day in the future I’ll tell her everything. Now, I just cherish the feeling of peace and the sheer joy she gives me.

Words: 185
Fandom: Saw
Muse: Zep Hindle
Game Over by amanda_young
Mun Note: This ficlet is AU and RP-based.

Looking at pictures of space makes me think very deeply, about a lot of things.

For one, I think about how vast and amazing the universe is. And how we human beings know so very little about it, though scientists and other interested parties do all they can to learn. So many of us don’t appreciate the wonders of our world, whether they’re here on earth or out there in the cosmos. It’s something that every man, woman or child should be grateful to be a tiny part of, however.

And I also think about the stars, and how they relate to the Lovecraft stories that Zep and I like to read together. The texts, particularly “The Call of Cthulhu”, say that when the stars are right, the Great Old Ones will return. Cthulhu shall rise from his slumbers beneath the ocean and claim the earth for his own once more…

Some may say that’s a strange choice of reading matter for me. But Zep has taught me appreciation of it.

I still have much to learn.

Words: 177
Muse: John Kramer AKA Jigsaw
Fandom: Saw
22nd-Oct-2009 03:39 pm - Prompt Set 18
Rawr!
18.1 - If you were given a box with a button to push, and offered a large sum of money the price someone you don't know dies, would you push the button? (yes inspired by the movie The Box)

18.2 - Meatloaf - Objects In The Rear View Mirror May Appear Closer Than They AreCollapse )

18.3 - Peace.

18.4 - "Try not to become a man of success but rather to become a man of value." - Albert Einstein

18.5 - Picture Prompt: Space

18.6 - Ten things you have in common with your worst enemy.

18.7 - RP Prompt: Trapped in a pocket of time. You can't get out, and you can have one person you want with you to appear.
4th-Sep-2009 10:43 am - 17.1 What Stays The Same?
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17.1 What Stays The Same?



Muse: Jo Harvelle
Fandom: Supernatural
Words: 326
general writing
"As far as the laws of mathematics refer to reality, they are not certain; and as far as they are certain, they do not refer to reality." - Albert Einstein

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Muse: Max Sandulf
Fandom: Original Character
Word Count: 178

1st-Sep-2009 12:59 pm - 17.3 - Frustration
Worried : Fantasticangel
17.3 - Frustration


Muse: Lou McCloud
Fandom: The Young Riders
Words: 430
28th-Aug-2009 01:30 pm - 17.1 - What stays the same?
Leaning
17.1 - What stays the same?


Muse: Tadashi Visigoth
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 204
31st-Jul-2009 12:10 am - 17.3 [frustration]
always looking over her shoulder
Claire walked into the bathroom, or the 'loo' as the Billy Idol vampire called it, and locked the door behind her.  She didn't care if anyone else needed to get into the small room to use one of the toilets because she had a mission in mind now.  She had her mind set on it even before she got to the hospital and the fact that Hank asked her to do it only makes her more determined.

When Cain let himself out of one of the stalls, he blinked at the sight of the petite blond waiting for him.  "What the fuck do you want?"  He growled at her, even if he knew.

"You're not putting me off any longer, Cain Callahan.  I've waited long enough and Hank has had everything that you asked for her to have.  So now we're going to fix your hand."  Claire informed him in firm tones as she reached into her inside pocket, pulling out a packaged needle.

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[fear_noevil  used with love and permission]
emote - emotional, emote - teary
NOTE: Sal is we_standalone and is used with love and knowledge of his mun.

“I hate men.” Channing spat the second the door opened.

“Course…so naturally, you haul ass to Testosterone Central.”

“Eat me.” She snarled, stalking straight past Sal and into the rundown house he shared with his bandmates. The ramshackle two story abode just off the Strip was a rental procured by their guitarist, Mays Ryder, shortly after Control Freak had taken off. Their initial rise had caused some pressure and undue tension, and the well worn home shared by all four men gave them enough anonymity to preserve their sanity.

“See? Knew you’d change yer mind ‘bout me…”

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Muse: Channing Vale
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 766

{tell me your hopes and dreams...}
Intense John by loyaldreamer
Mun Note: This list is AU and RP-based.

Since I have two lovers, I will list 5 things I have in common with Amanda and five with Zep.



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Words: 269
Muse: John Kramer AKA Jigsaw
Fandom: Saw
26th-Jul-2009 05:01 pm - [tmw] 17.3 - frustration
[Emote] His Usual Look
NOTE: Dr. Eric Michaels is mine to use and abuse. its_notluck is mentioned with permission and love. Follows this piece.

“You’re not supposed to have that, you’re not on this case.”

Cain turned away from the lightboard in the X-ray viewing room, where his daughter’s ultrasound hung. “Gonna take it from me?”

Dr. Eric Michaels chuckled as he straightened and moved in to join him. “Not likely…I’ve heard the rumors. Seen ‘em in action enough, too.”

Snorting, Cain turned back to the ultrasound. “I did my stint in obstetrics when I went to school, been brushing up for the delivery, too…but you know what I’m lookin’ at better ‘n I do.” He paused, his jaw tightening as he tried not to look at the OB-GYN at his side. “She’s…okay, right?”

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Muse: Cain Callahan
Fandom: BtVS (OC)
Words: 407

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Unamused - So frustrated
As horrible as it was, Gabriel had always hoped that his mother would fall ill before she died. If she fell ill, he would have time to prepare what was inevitably going to come. He would be able to time it, to say good bye to her properly. To tell her that despite the argument they had had, and the times where they had disagreed, that he was still thankful for her, and for everything she had done for him throughout his life time. She was his mother after all, and a mother’s love is always there, no matter what might be said. But another reason he had wanted for her to fall ill was so that he could prepare himself for the significance of the loss.

( His father had left without warning when he was 5. )

[This is an open to all RP, and not binding to any verse or anything like that. I just figured I'd have a go at an RP prompt for once. :'D]
23rd-Jul-2009 07:21 pm - Prompt Set 17
Rawr!
17.1 - What stays the same?

17.2 - Drowning Pool - BodiesCollapse )

17.3 - Frustration

17.4 - "As far as the laws of mathematics refer to reality, they are not certain; and as far as they are certain, they do not refer to reality." - Albert Einstein

17.5 - Picture Prompt: Field

17.6 - Ten things you have in common with the one you love.

17.7 - RP Prompt: Death.

Also those who know and love sixwordstories may enjoy tenwordstories and 13wordstories. Pass it along to your friends.
21st-Jul-2009 11:06 am - [tmw] 11.3 - heat
feral - courting her mate, emote - frisky thing, sexy - working it
NOTE: Aaron is lookoutearth and is used without permission, but lots and lots of tender loving care.

Even in the air conditioned terminal, the oppressive heat beat down through the exposed windows with a promise of sweat and slow movement to all who dared step outside its sanctuary. The desert was unforgiving in the heart of summer, making up for weeks of unseasonably cool weather.

Inside the airport, heat of another kind was building as Anne strolled through the crowd, nostrils flared and eyes alert as she scanned the building for some trace of him. She knew he was there, could feel it like a phantom breath on the back of her neck, but the heat magnified every scent and the saving AC blew scents every which way, recirculating the air until it became too rich with smells, tainted by the scent of Freon and too much electricity.

She saw him before she smelled him, seated at a table with a coffee and a newspaper. The break in the crowd was just long enough for her to see him bring the cup to his lips and slow to a stop midway. His neck flushed with the same heat as he found her, as his head lifted and tipped back just a touch too far.

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Muse: Anne Forsythe
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 477

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