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Stories For Me

all that is good (10136 words) by sevenfoxes
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Bourne (Movies)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Jason Bourne/Nicky Parsons
Characters: Jason Bourne, Nicky Parsons
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, unprotected sex

You think about Landy, how the hearings meant to expose corruption instead started to swallow her whole, destroying the last genuinely good person you knew at the CIA. You think about Vosen and Conklin and Abbot and all the fucking men who hid behind the flag and a thick line about patriotism while pursuing their own agenda, their own power and money. You think about your father dying alone, believing you were gone, that the last of his family was dead.

“There have to be consequences,” you tell him.

That is the difference between the two of you. Jason wants to be left alone.

You want vengeance.

What I liked: NICKY! I was really excited to get a story all about Nicky. This does a really good job of alternating past and present to flesh out the characters and their relationship. Plus reproductive choices.

make haste from Babylon (3990 words) by Addison R
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Killing
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Stephen Holder & Sarah Linden
Characters: Sarah Linden, Stephen Holder
Additional Tags: Soul Bond, Writing on Skin

This must be the new guy, but he sure doesn't look the part.

What I liked: SOULBONDING. I won't give it all away, so suffice to say there's a match to shapes that I enjoyed, and also a pull to keep them together.

Other Stories I Enjoyed

A Divinely Attractive Arrangement (5895 words) by Fahye
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Love and Friendship (2016)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Sir James Martin, Lord Manwaring, Lady Susan Vernon

A selection from the Private Diary of Sir James Martin of Martindale. Concerning Peas, Friendship, the state of Blessed Matrimony, and several wonders of Modern Medicine.

What I liked: This is absolutely hilarious. The characterization is spot-on, and I laughed all the way through it.

Exclusive, Mutually (1507 words) by youjik33
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Arrested Development
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: George Oscar "Gob" Bluth/Tony Wonder
Characters: Michael Bluth, Lindsay Bluth Funke, George Oscar "Gob" Bluth, Tony Wonder

“You realize they’re only even having a wedding for the attention, right?” Michael asked.

Lindsay looked at him quizzically. “Well, yeah, why else?”

What I liked: This is an outsider pov on Gob and Tony Wonder's wedding. It's funny, and I also suggest listening to the mood music linked in the notes as you read.

Aviens Rex (1603 words) by sumeria
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: birdsrightsactivist (Twitter)
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Bird (birdsrightsactivist) & Original Character(s)
Characters: Bird (birdsrightsactivist), Original Male Character(s), Original Child Character(s)
Additional Tags: Twitter, Yuletide, epistolary?, no politics

In which Brad and Steve just want to have a picnic and a Tyrannosaurus is only another kind of bird.

What I liked: This is a very funny story told in tweets where we see both sides of Bird's interaction with a family having a picnic.

They Call it Undercover Work for a Reason (But Not That Reason) (8273 words) by greywash
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Spy (2015), Olympics RPF
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Nancy B. Artingstall & Susan Cooper, Susan Cooper/OFC, Susan Cooper/Nancy B. Artingstall/OFC (ish), Susan Cooper/Rick Ford, Susan Cooper/Rick Ford/Nancy B. Artingstall (ish), Nancy B. Artingstall/the Italian men's Olympic rowing team
Characters: Susan Cooper (Spy 2015), Nancy B. Artingstall
Additional Tags: Yuletide Treat, the olympics, Actual Bids for the 2024 Summer Olympics, (but everything else is made up), (definitely 100 percent made up), Los Angeles 2024, Paris 2024, Budapest 2024, international espionage, Adventure, The CIA: Have Fun and See Europe While Hitting Lots of Dudes in the Face, Rivalry, Hatesex, Alternate title: The Dr. Seuss Compendium of Hatesex, Would you do it on a plane?, Would you do it at a party?, Would you do it in an alley?, Would you do it on a Ferrari?, Cephalopods, Oh my God Rick Ford be better at your job, Susan and Nancy 2017 World Tour, I have 'friends' at the American embassy, Everything author knows about French accents they learned from Harry Potter IV, (sorry France), Irresponsible use of Google Translate, (sorry everyone), shh shh you have a head wound, maybe guest starring some famous person's second cousin once removed or something just because, also there's a yacht

"Cooper," says Crocker. "We've had word of an agent trying to undermine the American bid for the 2024 Summer Olympics."

"Do we care about the Olympics?" asks Nancy.

What I liked: This is exactly as absurd as a Spy story should be.

10 Things I Hate About Reunions (17278 words) by BryroseA
Chapters: 2/2
Fandom: 10 Things I Hate About You (1999)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Kat Stratford/Patrick Verona
Characters: Kat Stratford, Patrick Verona, Bianca Stratford
Additional Tags: Partial epistolary - text messages, Post-Canon, the 2nd chapter is just the story stripped of all formatting for accessibility

Is there anyone less likely than Katerina Stratford to go to their high school reunion?

Well...maybe there is one person.

What I liked: I loved the mix of Kat and Bianca's relationship and the improbable coincidences that happen because of Bianca's scheming.

And All The Roads Are Blinding (7978 words) by moemachina
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: 10 Things I Hate About You (1999)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Kat Stratford/Patrick Verona
Characters: Kat Stratford, Patrick Verona, Bianca Stratford, Cameron James
Additional Tags: Lovers to Friends to Lovers, Sisterhood, Social Media, History of Technology

In the years after high school, Kat tentatively becomes friends with her ex-boyfriend Patrick. And then Bianca gets married.

What I liked: The slow reconnecting, and also the bits about Bianca's relationships with her exes.

Days Gone Down (1614 words) by Nomad
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Eroica Yori Ai o Komete | From Eroica with Love
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Klaus von dem Eberbach, Klaus von dem Eberbach's father, Dorian Red Gloria
Additional Tags: Future Fic, Yuletide Treat

An aging Klaus has a conversation with his father.

What I liked: Aging, the connection between Klaus and his father, the mix of that serious conversation with the ridiculousness that (of course) occurs when Dorian shows up.

Friday Night Bracing for Monday (21485 words) by Addison R
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Good Will Hunting (1997)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Will Hunting/Chuckie Sullivan
Characters: Chuckie Sullivan, Will Hunting, Morgan O'Mally, Billy McBride
Additional Tags: Sharing Clothes, Happy Ending, Sharing a Bed, Postcards, Canon-typical language, Families of Choice, Past Violence, Past Child Abuse, Post-Movie(s), Yuletide 2016

Chuckie grows up a little, and Will moves back to Boston.

What I liked: Stories about people growing up and getting their lives together are my faaaavorite.

The Dame's Only Doing It for that Doll (1561 words) by major_general
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Guys and Dolls - Loesser/Swerling/Burrows
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Sarah Brown/Sky Masterson
Characters: Sky Masterson, Sarah Brown, Nicely-Nicely Johnson
Additional Tags: Rule 63, Alternate Universe - Always a Different Sex, Lesbian Character, Lesbian Sky Masterson, Misses Clause Challenge

Sgt. Sarah Brown runs a mission on her own terms in the years after agreeing to a Boston marriage with Sky Masterson.

What I liked: Lesbian Sky Masterson! Also the effect of a gangster and a missionary making a life together.

Renovation (2712 words) by faithfulcynic
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Practical Magic (1998)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Characters: Bridget "Jet" Owens, Frances Owens
Additional Tags: Humor, Siblings, Magic, The House has Opinions, Franny watches HGTV, Jet wants another brownie

Every decade or so, Frances has the urge to renovate the House and every decade or so the House has other plans. Jet always gets caught in the middle.

What I liked: I enjoyed the House's personality and the battles it has with Frances.

Stories By Me

Every Single Holiday (4043 words)
Fandom: Spy (2015)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Susan Cooper/Rick Ford
Characters: Susan Cooper (Spy 2015), Rick Ford, Nancy B. Artingstall
Additional Tags: Dick in a Box, 5+1 Things
Summary:When it comes to gift-giving, Ford's repertoire is somewhat limited.

First Choices (2017 words)
Fandom: Chalion Saga - Lois McMaster Bujold
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: the Bastard (Chalion), Original Female Character(s), Original Male Character(s)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting
Summary:A growing number of L.G.B.T. Quintarians are choosing to devote themselves to gods other than the Bastard.

Life to the Kingdom (2097 words)
Fandom: The Huntsman (Movies)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: The Huntsman/Sara (The Huntsman)/Snow White (The Huntsman), The Huntsman/Sara (The Huntsman), The Huntsman/Snow White (The Huntsman), Sara (The Huntsman)/Snow White (The Huntsman), Snow White/William (The Huntsman)
Characters: The Huntsman (The Huntsman), Sara (The Huntsman), Snow White (The Huntsman), William (The Huntsman)
Additional Tags: Threesome - F/F/M, Infidelity, Future Fic
Series: Part 1 of The Huntsman: Future's Hope
Summary:When the kingdom of the north had been freed and the mirror's shards taken to Sanctuary, Eric and Sara returned to Snow White's kingdom.

Hope Of Our Hearts (4031 words)
Fandom: The Huntsman (Movies)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: The Huntsman/Sara (The Huntsman)/Snow White (The Huntsman), The Huntsman/Sara (The Huntsman), The Huntsman/Snow White (The Huntsman), Snow White/William (The Huntsman)
Characters: Original Female Character(s), Original Male Character(s), Snow White (The Huntsman), William (The Huntsman), The Huntsman (The Huntsman), Sara (The Huntsman), Ravenna (The Huntsman)
Additional Tags: Future Fic, Past Infidelity
Series: Part 2 of The Huntsman: Future's Hope
Summary: When the Heir to Snow White's kingdom, who was known to the people not only by her name of Hope but also as Hope-of-our-hearts, had reached her majority, word came from the kingdom to the east that they were being harried at their eastern border by an army of nearly supernatural strength.
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Happy Halloween! Welcome to the seventh annual edition of virtual trick-or-treating.


Knock or ring the bell by leaving me a comment, and I'll reply with a treat of some sort. It might be a fic snippet, a picture, a song, or something else I come up with in the moment. My intention is to post all treats before I go to bed on Halloween. Lurkers and anonymous trick-or-treaters are welcome! (But if you're posting anonymously or with an LJ account that is completely friends-locked and you want a treat specific to your interests, let me know something about why you know me.)

(Not my actual door. Photo by Flickr user Heather Cowper, used under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial 2.0 Generic license.)
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It is past time to acknowledge that I am never returning to this fandom, and it's time to set my translations free so other people can enjoy them.

Fan translations. If you want these, the only thing I need in return is an address to send them to. They are 8.5x11 photocopied sheets held together with plastic comb binding. I would prefer to give these away as a set instead of as individual volumes. This set includes (each bullet point is a separate volume):

List )

Official translations published by CMX. These I would like to sell. I have all fifteen volumes (numbered 1-15). They are in nearly new condition: I never read volume 15, and I only ever read volumes 1-14 once each; the spines aren't even cracked. I have not kept them in plastic, so they have been exposed to normal household dust, although I don't smoke, burn candles/incense, or have pets. According to listings on Amazon, they go for anywhere from one cent to $60, depending on which volume it is. The total of the lowest prices for each volume on Amazon (as of a few days ago when I did the math) is $204.62. Instead of the hassle of selling them one by one (and who knows if they would actually sell for the higher listed prices), I'd like to sell them all to a fangirl in a batch, and I'm definitely willing to take less than that to avoid the hassle of selling them one at a time. If you want them, make me an offer!
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I could've sworn I'd written down more of this, but when I typed things up, I found only the first scene in my notebook. Below that is my explanation of what else was going to happen.


Reckless )


The Rest of the Story )
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I didn't post this last year because I kept thinking/hoping I would work on it more. But I didn't, and so it's time to admit that this will never be finished (sorry Sky!), but you can enjoy what there is of it.

Main Story )

Future Bits )

Bit that I wasn't sure fit with this story but mentioned Henry in anyway )

Notes to Self at the top of the file about the story )
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This is the last one for today, and for this year! I hope you've enjoyed something out of this set of unfinished fic, or at least not minded it cluttering up your friends list too much.

Then again, every day seemed to be a trying day, these days. )
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I think I wrote most of this in comments or an email somewhere. My notes at the top of it say, "Invert the whole thing--make D sneaky and manipulative--not an amateur, but playing one--underscores the implied criticism."

Undercover BDSM )
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Today's theme is Eroica, and since it's a fairly recent thing for me, some of them are just as-yet-unposted snippets rather than actual fic I thought I might do more with.

These are in increasing order of Klaus/Dorian-ness. (Sort of. I debated with myself about the order of some of them. This, for instance, was eventually going to be more Klaus/Dorian than the next thing I'm posting, although it might not look that way from the outside.)

Wife and child. )
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Overall Con Theme
Too much SGA. Seriously, people, too much.

Catch Phrase of the Weekend I
"Your vagina is not a purse."

Catch Phrase of the Weekend II
"Penis, penis, vagina."

Bad Story Concept
We were talking about AUs, and someone told us about a lotrips AU. In this AU, Viggo is a teacher at a boarding school that Orlando attends. This sounds good, right? But then whoever it was told us the rest of the plot: Viggo is actually undercover looking for alien activity, and Orlando is an alien but doesn't know it.

Bunny for Sale
The consuite is actually an old nightclub, which had Molly and I trying to think of old nightclub AUs. Here's one I'll probably never write: Angel was Spike's something (father, brother, lover, mentor), but he died recently and left all his money to Spike. Spike takes this money and buys an old, rundown nightclub. His accountant, Willow, suggests that he might hire her best friend/client Xander to do the renovations. Spike instinctively introduces himself to Xander as William, which only Angel ever called him. Faith, Buffy, and Riley are all members of Xander's crew. At this point, you should insert some handwaving about Spike and Xander starting to fall in love/lust. As part of this, Xander brings in a fabulously beautiful wood bar, and it's Willow who tells Spike that Xander actually made it himself. Eventually, at Spike's request, Xander makes exactly the kind of desk Spike needs for the office upstairs. And there's some Spike and Xander having sex in the apartment upstairs during club hours.

Ah, the dealers room. I got the Firefly pics I wanted for my blank wall, and I bought another Spike picture for my Angel and Spike wall which will now have to curve around the corner. I also bought two very pretty Willow and Giles pics. I have no idea what I'm going to do with them, but they're pretty.

Girl, Unidentified
There was one particular fan who never wore her nametag that we took to referring to as Hot Girl. The only thing I heard her say was in the femslash panel where she said the LA lesbian community she's familiar with does not look like the community on The L Word. She also spent a lot of time hanging out with [ profile] hederahelix. If you know who Hot Girl is, please let us know; we want to stalk her on LJ. Hot Girl, if you're reading this, we appreciated looking at you, and we mean the stalking you on LJ thing to be complimentary and not creepy.

Thursday Evening
While lounging about in the lobby, we halfheartedly searched for [ profile] soobunny. This consisted of us asking people, "Has anyone seen Soo?" Someone asked us, "What's her last name?" To which we, of course, answered, "Bunny."

Friday Morning
First up: Angel panel. I'd yet to actually see my co-moderator, but there she was in the panel. I was not prepared for this panel, and, uh, I don't really remember much of it. I tried pimping The S Curve, but people didn't seem too interested.

Friday Afternoon
After snacking instead of real lunch, it was time for the Research for Fic panel. This was less about how to do research and more about how to work that research into your story. Again, too much SGA. However, this was where we discovered that more people than we know are into boutique-y fandoms, as one woman was reading a gargantuan book on the pox for research for a Libertine story (I think; maybe Libertine was someone else).

Then we stayed in the same room for the Beta Circle. I greatly appreciated that this was scheduled for Friday afternoon, because it meant that people could take things with them. There were only a few people there, but I think we got some good work done. I have to admit that I haven't yet read all the comments people left for me, but I definitely appreciated those of Glass Houses, who asked sensible things like, "What is he tied to?" and "Wouldn't that take a long time?"

At some point, we swung through the fannish tradeshow, but that was it for Friday panels.

Friday Evening
We ducked out of the party early (as in after about five minutes) and went back to the hotel room to watch, um, something that had a lot of ads for Armageddon the next night.

Saturday Morning
Litslash: Again, I was unprepared. Again, boutique-y fandom people. Dine had just given Molly a copy of Luck in the Shadows, so we even had a visual aid. Molly kept the list of litslash fandoms we came up with. I only remember a few. The most interesting thing to me was the discussion of fan ficcing the fan fic. No one seemed to think anything much of it.

Saturday Afternoon
Religion and Slash: It seemed interesting, but it started out way more about the religion of slashers than religion in fic, so I took myself back down to the con suite.

Eroica: I expected this to be a small panel. What I hadn't realized was that there are no Eroica fans who are also young folk. The funniest moment of the panel was when one of the attendees started complaining about a classic slash plot, which is almost exactly the plot of the Eroica epic I'll probably never finish. Best plot bunny of the panel: Dorian is really deep under cover working for MI-[some number].

DamonAffleck: This panel was myself, Molly, Soo, Charles, and Meagan watching video clips and dividing up the merchandise Molly brought for us. The cigarette smoking thing! Ben's hand on Matt's knee! Ben jumping on Chris Moore!

Dykes on Parade: Mmm, femslash panel. The panel was again awesome, but it really needs to be on the main track. I have the list we made in the panel of femslash places and pairings, and I promise I will type it up in the next couple of days.

Saturday Night
Molly and I played a little bit of He-He, but we were very tired, so after only a few rounds, we headed back to our room to watch the end of Armageddon.

Sunday Morning
This year, we actually made it downstairs in time for breakfast. Of course, we were running later than everyone else, so we ended up, just the four of us, at the table way back in the corner.

Sunday Afternoon
The Absence of Color in Black and White Fan Fiction: This was the best panel I went to all weekend. It was awesome, and Con and Lady J brought academic handouts, which made it even more awesome. (I occasionally have the urge to read academic handouts, but I don't know what to read.)

Jay and Silent Bob: This panel was myself, Molly, Soo, Charles, and Meagan (Elek joined us at some point) watching Charles' highlight reel and discussing both the recs handout Charles brought and the list of fanon. We discovered that my brain full of Jay and Silent Bob is still in action. On the list of fanon is "Jay gives good blow jobs," which is totally canon. In the Clerks comic, Jay gets a job as a fluffer, but gets fired because he's too good at it.

RPS: Ah, the RPS panel. Where everyone loves the RPS and if anyone doesn't, they know not to show up at the panel.

Escapade Review: This was the worst panel I went to all weekend. Instead of really encouraging new people to lead panels, they seemed to be discouraging people who lead panels to either not lead them or lead fewer, and it seemed really negative. They are, however, looking for ideas about how to get more young folk to come to Escapade. If you have any, let them know.

Sunday Evening
Dead Dog Party in the con suite. Woo-hoo! We stayed until the last people were filtering out, and then we went back to our room. Where we found the best TV show ever: Bailando por un sueño which appears to feature some people dancing, then celebrities giving roses and candles to people with sob stories, and then some other people dancing. It was hilarious.

Then we got Molly hooked on Grey's Anatomy.

Monday Morning
We got out of the hotel fairly early, and so we found time to visit a mall that was not a mall. It seemed to consist of a Borders, some movie theaters, and a lot of restaurants.

Monday Evening
I decided to have dinner at LAX. I went to the chain clam chowder in a bread bowl place. This was a bad idea. First of all, I burned my tongue. I have burned my tongue every time I've had their soup. A burned tongue hurts a hell of a lot more the second day. Secondly, I spilled soup on me, making me have to wash my sweatshirt in today's laundry. Thirdly, there were high winds and therefore turbulence in Sacramento, and I was nauseated. I appreciated the cold and the wind when I got out of the airport though; it helped settle my stomach.

And then, on the drive home, I hit the worst of the storm just before Yuba City. Thank goodness the road is mostly straight there, because I certainly couldn't see much of anything.
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Klaus was weakening. Dorian flirted outrageously in the face of their enemies, and Klaus yelled at him for it, but in private or among Klaus' alphabets and Dorian's men, things were different. Then Klaus would growl half-heartedly, but he accepted Dorian as part of the team. Dorian, for his part, acted professionally and kept the flirting to a bare minimum. Even Klaus couldn't expect him to stop completely.

Dorian was well accustomed to Klaus' castle by now, and he easily slipped in and made his way to Klaus' room. Once there, he exchanged his tight black catsuit for something looser and more diaphanous. Not too drapy, of course, because he knew Klaus wouldn't like that.

He carefully turned back the covers of Klaus' bed and arranged himself in it just as carefully. And then he waited. For what was quite a bit more time than he had anticipated. And yet, despite that, he managed to look his most enticing when Klaus finally came through the door.

Unfortunately, all his preparations did not quite have the effect he'd hoped for. Klaus, who looked positively dreadful, spared him a look, let his eyelids fall in a single, slow blink, and then nearly fell into bed. With a curt order not to be awakened, Klaus shut his eyes and was asleep in moments. He hadn't even taken off his tie!

Dorian carefully slipped off Klaus' tie, belt, and shoes, and then he watched Klaus sleep for as long as he could keep his own eyes open. The sun woke him in the morning. Klaus was gone without even a note to let Dorian know where he'd gone or when he'd be back. Terribly rude.


Dorian leaned back on the desk, microfilm held in one upraised hand. He knew how the pose made him look. He knew he looked fantastic in a tuxedo in any pose. He knew that this was supposed to be merely a party and that neither he nor Klaus would be missed.

"I've already retrieved it," he drawled when another tuxedoed form slipped through the door.

Klaus glared at him, although the force of that glare when directed at Dorian had greatly diminished over the years. "Give it here."

"No one will miss us, you know." Dorian smiled becomingly. "There's no reason to hurry back." He patted the desk. "Come sit with me."

Klaus came toward him, but it was only to snatch the microfilm out of his fingers. "Idiot."

Dorian caught his sleeve before he could go too far. "A true idiot wouldn't have gotten your microfilm for you." He stroked his fingers over Klaus' arm. "Surely I deserve a reward. A kiss at least."

Klaus opened his mouth, but whether it was to yell or to deliver the kiss, Dorian would never know. At that moment, the door was flung open, and Klaus took his hand away to grab for his gun. He, of course, successfully fended off the KGB agents who'd discovered them, and then immediately dashed off to rally his alphabets to catch any others who might be hanging about.

Dorian sighed heavily and lamented the waste of a tux and a lovely flat surface.


"Stop dallying. Get inside," Klaus growled at him, and bless NATO for having safe houses conveniently scattered about the continent. This particular safe house was a large, airy studio. Had he been there under any other circumstances, Dorian would have gushed about the light he was sure filled it during the day.

The cut on his arm had stopped bleeding, at least, and Klaus' precious microfilm--and when was NATO going to get with the times and start storing and transferring information in a more sensible way?--was safely tucked away in the inside pocket of Klaus' suit jacket.

The bed was awfully big for something owned by the ever-so-respectable NATO, but Dorian was grateful as he dropped down onto it. "I assume we're actually safe here."


Dorian heard the blinds lift and then fall back into place.

"Only a few agents even know about this safe house. The KGB shouldn't know about it yet."

Dorian snorted. "Famous last words."


In the silence, Dorian draped his uninjured arm over his eyes and breathed deeply in an effort to calm himself down.

"You're learning not to get in my way," Klaus said, which was, coming from him, quite a lavish compliment.

Dorian's lips curved into a smile. "I've certainly had the practice."

"You have."

There was a rustle Dorian recognized as a coat being removed, and then the bed dipped. On both sides of him. He dragged his arm away from his eyes to see Klaus straddling him and gazing down at him with a look Dorian had never seen on his face before.

"You were very good today."

Dorian's shock kept him quiet and still while Klaus bent down and kissed him. His shock didn't last long, and he eagerly joined Klaus in the kiss. He arched up against his love and found a hardness that matched his own.

They thrust and rubbed against each other, and worked their clothes off. Even in the face of their passion, Klaus was careful of his injuries. Dorian made a note to use his not inconsiderable talents at a later date to keep Klaus from thinking at all.

As it was, Dorian was the one having trouble thinking. He gave it up and just let Klaus carry him into a very satisfying orgasm. They were in a NATO safe house with the KGB looking for them, they were working around Dorian's injuries, and they didn't even manage to get all of their clothes off, and it was still the best sex of Dorian's life. So far, anyway. He thoroughly intended to have more and better sex with Klaus in the future.

Afterwards, Klaus got up and went into the bathroom. Dorian flopped back on the bed and hoped this hadn't been a step back. Luck was with him, and he watched Klaus come back across the room, looking quite debauched in nothing but his dress shirt and carrying a first aid kit and a flannel.

Dorian wriggled out of the rest of his clothes while Klaus cleaned him up. Klaus tossed the cloth he'd used onto the floor somewhere and turned his attention to cleaning and bandaging the slice on Dorian's arm.

"You do take such good care of me."

"I wouldn't have to if you'd stay out of the way of the KGB."

"But, Klaus, I would never see you if I stayed away from the KGB." Dorian trusted that Klaus' goodwill would hold and pulled him down for a long, slow kiss.

"Don't be a fool." Klaus replaced the supplies in the first aid kit and put it on the nightstand.

Dorian laughed delightedly and nudged Klaus out of his shirt before pulling him down into bed with him.
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I'm convinced that Klaus has to get married or at least provide an heir; it's one of the things I can't get around when I read fic where Klaus and Dorian ride off into the sunset together, metaphorically speaking. Most of the time when I have bunnies with wife prospects, they're either flighty idiots Klaus would never marry or quietly compliant. But today I had a different idea.

Klaus looked dispassionately down at the body in the casket and tapped ash off his cigarette.

"Good riddance," he muttered.

"I couldn't agree more."

Klaus turned his head to see just who it was that shared his sentiment. If he'd been anything less than a professional, he would have done a double take. As it was, he paused before speaking.

"You're not grieving much, for a widow."

"No, I suppose not." She twisted the ring on her finger.

"Suppose his death leaves you conveniently rich."

"I brought all the money into this marriage." She gazed down at the body. "His death leaves me conveniently safe in my own home."

"Hmph." Klaus dropped his cigarette into the ashtray conveniently located near the coffin and extended his hand. "Klaus Heinz von dem Eberbach."

"Dani Holcomb Ackart." Dani's grip was firm and her hand was warm and smooth against his.


"Who are you and what are you doing?"

The woman looked down at Dorian and then came down from the ladder. "Dani, and I'm redecorating."

"But *why*?"

"Because I won't live in this and Klaus doesn't care as long as it doesn't get in his way and I don't get rid of any family heirlooms."

Dorian stared at her, speechless. He finally recovered himself and asked, "Live here?"

"Of course. After the wedding." She paused and really looked at him. "Oh dear. You must be Lord Gloria. No wonder you're so surprised."

"I-- Yes." Dorian had never found himself so much at a loss for words. "Who, exactly, is it that's getting married?"

"I am." She gestured him into a chair. "To Klaus."

Dorian gaped at her. "You can't be marrying Klaus."

"Of course I can. The date's set, all the arrangements have been made, and his father even approves. All that's left to be done is for me to make this place habitable."

Panicked confusion wasn't doing much for Dorian, so he tried changing tactics. "I can see you're a woman of taste and good sense," he assayed with a winning smile. "I'm sure you'll have a lovely wedding."

"Quite frankly, Lord Gloria, I don't care if you proposition Klaus even after we're married--that's between you and him--but I won't have you disrupting my wedding."

"Now, my dear, I wouldn't dream of doing any such thing."

"I'm sure you're already planning the best way to keep the wedding from happening."

"Of course not."

"Of course you are." Dani folded up the old curtains.

"I wouldn't dream of it." Dorian coughed discreetly. "But, my dear, are you sure that Klaus is the best choice of a husband for you? He does work an awful lot, and I know he won't appreciate whatever you do with the castle."

"I'm absolutely sure. You must understand, Lord Gloria, that I am not a naive child. I'm thirty-five, and I've been married before."


"Widowed." She fixed him with a firm look. "This marriage is in both our interests, and I'll thank you not to interfere."

"Is that so? Do tell me, how is this marriage in both your interests?"

"I'm willing to provide Klaus with an heir. He won't hit me and he'll keep anyone else from hurting me either."

"He's hit me," Dorian told her.

"Not surprising." Dani snapped her stacks of curtains straight. "I've only just met you, and I'm tempted to hit you."


A wave of silence fell over Klaus' alphabets as Dorian strode through them toward Klaus' desk at the other end of the room.

"You're getting married?" Dorian's nearly-shouted question demanded an answer.

"Yes," Klaus obliged. "You're not invited to the wedding. Don't come."

"You can't get married!"

Klaus gave that the attention it was due, which is to say he ignored it.

"Major," Dorian said as calmly as he could manage, "surely you're not serious about this."

"Eroica," Klaus said just as patiently, "I assure you that I take this very seriously."

Dorian's jaw dropped. "You--" He snapped his mouth shut and tried smiling at Klaus. "You know, Major, I do have permission from Dani to proposition you, marriage or not."

"Hmph. I'll have to talk to her about that." Klaus scowled down at his paperwork and scratched out an order for C's report to be rewritten and dumped it into his finished pile.

"It doesn't bother you?" Dorian was a bit taken aback.

Klaus looked up at him again. "Dani is entitled to her own opinions."

"Honestly, Major, if you cared this little for the details of your marriage, you know I would marry you."

D's report was even worse, and Klaus ran a line through the whole page. "If you could provide me with an heir, I might have considered it."

Dorian could hardly believe what he was hearing. "You could do what I've done and formally adopt one of my nephews."

"My heir has to carry the DNA as well as the name." Klaus approved E's report. At least one of them had learned to write a report to his satisfaction. "My father insists."
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Yesterday's state of affairs continues apace--I'm still in the mood for Eroica fic, still reading fic that's mediocre at best, and still writing away in my head.

Dorian interfered in Klaus' mission, of course, but this mission went horribly wrong. The criminals they were chasing meant business, more so than the usual spy vs. spy intrigue. They killed six of Klaus' alphabets in the ensuing disaster.

Klaus went to every one of the funerals, three long days of other people's grief. There were tasteful floral arrangements whose style he recognized at every one, and he saw Bonham at the back of the church at A's.

Klaus bore the empty desks in his workroom as the silent rebuke it was.

And then, too soon after that, his father came home to die.

Klaus submitted the paperwork that would let him be with his father in his last days to his chief in silence.

Relatives arrived the day after he started contacting them. All of his relatives. From everywhere. They descended on the castle like a swarm of locusts intent on devouring up all of his attention.

Eroica strode into the midst of it halfway through the afternoon. It nearly sent Klaus over the edge. And then Eroica clapped his hands to get everyone's attention and spoke.

"Good afternoon, everyone. Thank you for coming at this difficult time. I've made arrangements for all of you in the inn in the village. If you'd like to settle in, we'll make the funeral arrangements and let you know the details in the morning."

One of Klaus' elderly aunts did not take kindly to Eroica's interference. "Young man, who are you to tell us what to do?"

Eroica gave her and the rest of the room his most brilliant smile. "I'm Dorian. It's very nice to meet you. Now, if you'll adjourn to the inn, it will give us a chance to make the necessary arrangements."

And somehow that worked to get Klaus' relatives to take themselves out of his castle and down into the village.

"Bonham and your butler will make the appropriate funeral arrangements," Eroica said when he returned from escorting Klaus' relatives to the door. "James is looking over the estate papers. I've ordered him not to do anything final without your approval." Eroica brought the same professionalism to taking over Klaus' household that he did to any thieving job.

"What are you going to do?"

"My job," Eroica said with a gentle smile, "is to take care of you." One of Eroica's men came in before Klaus could object. "Ah, thank you, Jones." Eroica took the tray from him and put it on the table in front of Klaus. "Eat this, and then it's off to bed with you."

"It's the middle of the day," Klaus protested.

"And I'm sure you haven't slept well for at least a week if not longer. Eat your lunch." Eroica sat with him silently while he doggedly worked his way through the sandwich.

As promised, Eroica and his men took care of all of the arrangements, and Eroica somehow kept Klaus' family from driving him mad.

Eroica came to sit with him in his study after the funeral, both of them still in their dark suits.

"My mother had been gone a long time when my father died," Eroica told him. "When he died, I thought I was all alone in the world, but then I realized that I still had friends, and my men are closer to me than my family."

"Six of my alphabets are dead," Klaus reminded him.

"Yes," Eroica acknowledged. "And you have twenty still with you. They are not the only ones for you. As long as I live, you will not be alone in the world."

"And how long will that be?"

"I plan to die the way your father did, at the end of a very long life, in my own bed." Eroica paused and then said, "With you at my side."

The corners of Klaus' mouth turned up, and then he grinned, and then he laughed. He couldn't stop laughing, and then, to his horror, he began to cry.

Eroica did not comment on his weakness, but merely gathered Klaus into his arms, something that Klaus found inordinately comforting.

"Men don't cry," Klaus said when he'd managed to stop.

"Nonsense." Eroica tugged Klaus' handkerchief out of his breast pocket and put it into Klaus' hand to let him wipe his own tears from his cheeks. "Real men know when tears are just the thing. You're grieving."

Klaus went back to work the next Monday. His remaining alphabets made themselves busy to avoid his eyes. He let them get away with it while he put his things away and made himself a cup of coffee.

"Staff meeting." Klaus let his voice carry across the room without shouting. His alphabets put down what they'd been doing or pretending to do and gathered around. "We'll be doing some training exercises," he announced. "Starting today."

NATO had plenty of places for training exercises, and Klaus took his team off to one of the closer ones. He wasn't entirely surprised when Eroica showed up to interfere. He wasn't particularly disappointed either; it did make it a more realistic simulation.

Eroica was waiting with dinner when Klaus made it back to the castle.

"They did well today," he said as he served them both soup that looked better than anything Klaus had ever seen.

"They'd do better if I hadn't lost six of them."

"It wasn't your fault," Eroica said. "They chose this life, and they chose to follow you. They could leave your team if they wanted to, every last one of them, and they choose to stay with you."

Klaus said nothing.

"I know," Eroica said carefully, "that Z was like a son to you. No one can replace him. But your team is very good. They did very well today despite the distractions and their grief."

"Distractions," Klaus said, knowing that that too was a distraction. "If you show up on every one of our missions, you'll cease to be a distraction and become part of my team."

Eroica's eyes sparkled at him. "Don't get any ideas about having me follow your orders."
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I had intended to write some kind of holiday status report (my baking adventures did not end with the last post), but I've been in the mood for Eroica fic, and since most of what I can find is of an unfortunately low quality (rec me something good that I haven't read and I'll do something nice for you someday!), I've been coming up with my own bunnies.

I always want to send Klaus and Dorian to parties together, so today I sent them off to an English country house weekend. Klaus and his father are there because his father has decided it's high time he got involved in marrying Klaus off. Unbeknownst to them, Dorian and his boyfriend Jamie (it's too similar to James, I know, but in my head, that's who he is) have also been invited to the house for the weekend. Their hostess is not stupid enough to think she's going to marry them off, but Dorian's always fun at a party, and it does help keep the weekend from being too unbalanced on the female side of the scale.

The presence of Klaus' father keeps him from behaving badly, and he and Dorian and Jamie find a kind of grim solidarity in being the only young(ish) men in a house full of single young women and varying groupings of parents.

They play cards one afternoon, as one does at such a country house, and that's when another family arrives. Parents, of course, and three women who were clearly related. One of them held a baby in her arms and was being escorted by a young man.

"I'm afraid you're no longer the prettiest girl at the party," Jamie murmured over his cards. He flicked his eyes at the newcomers, and Dorian and Klaus followed his gaze.

Klaus sized up the women with a professional eye. Pale, blue eyes, golden hair, the kind of faces and bodies any schoolgirl would dream to have. Even he could see they were beautiful, and the youngest the most beautiful of all.

He looked back to the table in time to see Lord Gloria make a forcible switch from absolute stillness to casual geniality.

"I suppose not, but what I may lack in beauty, I certainly make up for in," a flirtatious pause and a slow blink of his eyes that drew both Jamie and Klaus' full attention, "experience." He laid down his cards and stood to greet the women their host brought across the room to meet them. "Hello, Mother."

Klaus nearly dropped his own cards in shock.

"Hello, Dorian." Despite being a good deal shorter, she somehow managed to look down on him. She transferred her disapproval to Jamie, Klaus, and their cards. "Two of your conquests, I assume. You're just like your father."

"Madam," Klaus said as calmly as possible, wishing he dared yell at her, Lord Gloria, and his father, "I am no one's conquest, much less his."

"No," Lord Gloria all but purred, "he's no conquest, and he never will be." He managed to make dropping back into his chair look as elegant as if he'd learned the move in a dance class. "If you'd only say yes, Major, you'd be the last man I'd ever sleep with." He turned his smile up at his mother. "If he didn't shoot me, I'd stay with him until death do us part."

Conscious of his father's presence across the room, Klaus could only stare at Lord Gloria and wish himself somewhere else.

"Hmph! Perhaps you're not so like your father after all. He never would have made such a promise, much less meant it."
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Apparently I'm the only one bothered by this journal being less fannish because no one seems to care about the fannish bits. I'm still on the fence between my Te issues and it being okay to be personal here, but I'm also inspired by a secret from this week's PostSecret--(psst) if we all gave freely and sweetly of ourselves we would all end up with MORE--so here we go.

Ten or So Things You Might Not Know About Me )

Moment of Fannish Outrage
CBS has picked up Close to Home, which is terrible, for the rest of the season, but they've cancelled Threshold, which is awesome.
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I've had a rough summer, emotionally speaking, which required a lot of comfort. Consequently, I've memorized all of my favorite romance fics/books/movies that I didn't already have memorized.

This is where you come in. I'm looking for more romance. I want declarations of love, dramatic scenes in the rain, running through the terminal to catch the plane. Rec me your favorite romance fics, books, movies.

To give you an idea of what I'm looking for, and to serve as something of an exchange, here's a list of all the favorites I can think of:


Xander and the Magic Lamp by [ profile] tesla321, Spike/Xander.

Francesca, Jim/Blair. I like lots of Francesca's stuff, but particular comfort favorites are "Nature's Conferences," "Stands for Comfort," "Bother," and "Legacy."

Little Runaway and Little Runaway 2 by [ profile] tabaqui, Spike/Xander.

Conjunctions by [ profile] flaming_muse, Spike/Xander.

Entrenous (website, LJ memories), Spike/Xander, Xander/Andrew. Entrenous has written many good romances. I particularly like "Shacking Up," "Expecting," "A Living Growing Thing," "For the Count," and "Spander on Ice."

Spikedluv, Spike/Xander. Favorites include "When Visions Come True" and the untitled human-au cop-thingy.

Lilith Sedai's Elements series (fics at Master Apprentice), Qui-Gon/Obi-Wan.

LadyCat (website, LJ memories), Spike/Xander. I have some favorites, but what they are depends on whatever mood I'm in at the moment.

The Long and Winding Road, The Long and Winding Road II, and Missing Scene: The Long and Winding Road by Kassandra, Mulder/Krycek.

A Week of Wrong and Your Horoscope for Today by Anna S., Spike/Xander.

Loserville by Shrift, Spike/Xander.

Wordsmith, Spike/Xander. In addition to the "Reconstruction," "Restoration," "Reunification" trilogy, I also like "Spike's Boys."

Recoveries by Lianne Burwell, Vic/Mac.

Extraordinarily Resilient by Cori Lannam, Qui-Gon/Obi-Wan.

The Familiar and Transfigurations by Resonant, Harry/Snape and Harry/Draco, respectively.

Work With Me by Anne Higgens, Vic/Mac.


Dancer of the Sixth by Michelle Shirey Crean. One of my absolute favorite romances of all time.

Bellwether by Connie Willis. One of my other absolute favorite romances of all time.

"Spice Pogrom," "Time Out," and "At the Rialto" in Impossible Dreams by Connie Willis. One screwball comedy and two science romances.

Tam Lin by Pamela Dean. Fairy tale retelling.

Deerskin by Robin McKinley. Another fairy tale retelling.

Spindle's End by Robin McKinley. Yet another fairy tale retelling.

Silver Woven in My Hair by Shirley Rousseau Murphy. Yes, it's another fairy tale retelling.

The Complete Ivory by Doris Egan. Not a fairy tale retelling, but nicely romantic. (I actually own each of the books separately; they've now been re-released in one volume.)

Light Raid by Connie Willis and Cynthia Felice. Yummy.

Promised Land by Connie Willis and Cynthia Felice. A forced marriage on a farm love story.

The Merro Tree by Katie Waitman. Interspecies same-sex romance, which is not really the main point of the story, but which is very romantic.

Sable, Shadow, and Ice by Cheryl J. Franklin. Every time I read this, I feel like I shouldn't like it because it's so cheesy. And yet I love it.

Mel by Liz Berry. Another one that's cheesy, but I love. Alas, I discovered on Saturday that our local library no longer has a copy of either this or Easy Connections, which finally started to creep me out on my last reread.

Quest For a Maid by Frances Mary Hendry. Historical romance for kids.

The Ordinary Princess by M.M. Kaye. A good new-school fairy tale.

Mara: Daughter of the Nile by Eloise Jarvis McGraw. Teen romance set in Ancient Egypt.

Crown Duel by Sherwood Smith. Weak battle scenes, but a nice romance.


She's All That. My love for Freddie Prinze Jr. movies is well documented.

10 Things I Hate About You. Mmm, Shakespeare retelling.

Love Actually. Romantic movie with romantic music.

The Princess Bride. Everyone's favorite new-school fairy tale.

King Arthur. I love this, and one of the things I love is the way the romance is so toned down.

IQ. Einstein's niece and a mechanic in love.

Bringing Up Baby. Katherine Hepburn and Cary Grant speaking very fast.


"Dramatic Spring," From Eroica With Love story. What I find so romantic about this is the last page where we see Klaus trusting Dorian to watch over him as he sleeps.

Daisy Kutter: The Last Train. Excellent, excellent western.

Uncanny X-Men 318. The arc that ended with this issue is what made me want some Bobby/Emma.


"Thespis" and "April is the Cruelest Month," Sports Night. Two very romantic Casey/Dan episodes.

Wonderfalls. Mmm. A great story premise with a very nice romance.

Keen Eddie. Fabulous romance in the midst of a cop show.

The O.C. Ryan and Marissa are everything I could possibly want in a teen TV couple.


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