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Title: Loosing Who I Am 1/? Author: ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=92) remorsful_rainPairing: Eventual Harvey/Mike, Gen for now Word Count: 550 Raiting: PG-13, not sure if it's M worthy just yet Disclaimer: I don't own Suits or the characters, and I'm not making money off this. Warning: Prostitution, dark mood Summary: Maybe it was because he kept telling himself that becoming a whore for hire meant nothing, and it would only be for a little while longer… but it meant everything. How had he become so lost? The maze in his mind always brought him back to the shadows. The fogged glass of the window pane was cold against his fingers as Mike watched the gray world outside. The drizzle was on the point of freezing rain and it wouldn’t be long until winter was truly here. Tall concrete and glass buildings blocked the sky and the distant buzz of a New York evening ebbed and flowed with his heart beat. Closing his eyes, he could almost remember what it felt like to be warm in the sun. And he didn’t mean that just literally either. Depression had sunk its claws into him weeks ago, and it was a fight just to keep his head above water anymore. A heaved sigh left a large fogged spot and Mike absently doodled designs till it disappeared. He was waiting. Waiting for his night to start, so it could be over. The embarrassment of resorting to working as an escort had faded after the first week. Bills had to be paid, new suits bought and his cabinets were looking pretty bare. And that was on top of the stacks of paperwork Harvey dumped on him on a daily basis. He could tell Harvey was suspicious, but didn’t know exactly how his associate spent his nights. It was better he didn’t anyway… There was a noise at the doorway and Mike turned softly to stare at the half naked man standing there. As far as clientele went, Jude was one of the better ones. He never got off on power play or the use of belts and whips. He seemed to like Mike’s body, scars and all, so he never hesitated to show up when the call came from Jude. As much as it made him sound like a woman, it was nice to not be treated as an object for one night. “Are you ready Michael?” Jude crossed the room and ran a hand down Mike’s shirt clad chest. Smiling a halfhearted smile at best, Mike lifted his hands to rest on the man’s hips. “Of course.” “I hate to see you so broken Michael…” Closing his eyes against seeing any sort of emotion on his clients face, Mike leaned forward to kiss the man. He didn’t want to think, he just wanted to lose himself to the sensations of hands roaming his body, wanting him for something. Even if it was just for one night of sex. A whine escaped his throat as teeth nipped at his skin. It was almost scary how easily reality fell away to simple instincts and pain or pleasure. Maybe it was because he kept telling himself that becoming a whore for hire meant nothing, and it would only be for a little while longer… but it meant everything. He was letting everyone in his life down, from his grammy to the firm. Grammy had raised him to be better; Mike felt too tainted to even visit her anymore. She’d know as soon as he walked in the door and he just couldn’t deal with that. On the other side, if an opponent ever found out about his sordid habits, it would be a whole new head ache. He was a disappointment, but he just couldn’t stop… | |
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Title: Ryan’s glowing, rapetastic beard. (A.K.A. How could Thursday get any weirder, oh that’s right it already has)
Author: remorseful_rain
Pairing: Ryan/Esposito
Rating: PG-13 cussing, implied sex
Word count: 2483
Spoilers: Ummm none since it’s AU?
Summary: Ryan grows a beard, freaks out Esposito and they meet some hairy beard stealing aliens and razors and make out times are had.
Beta: Nikkisan, thank you so much deary!!
AN: For black_sluggard. Prompts: Request 1: If you don't want to do anything super wacky (see below) then this - "Sick of being called "pretty" Ryan tries to grow a beard. Esposito makes fun of him...until he starts to find it attractive.". PLEASE. :)
Request 2: Genre!crack (a horror, fantasy/supernatural, sci-fi story) Preferably horror or dark fantasy. Preferably gen, pre-slash or non established slash).
Request 3: Genre!crackish crossover (something like Highlander, Supernatural, Stargate). Doesn't need to feature any of the other fandom's characters, but should involve some of the unusual elements (aliens, monsters, general weirdness). Not Harry Potter or Twilight, though a non-crossover playing with the Twilight jokes from "Almost Famous" would be a fair alternative.
I tried to combine prompt 1 and 3. Since Esposito never really ends up liking Ryan’s beard it can still technically be number 3. And I went with Stargate because that’s what I know well and beard stealing aliens FTW! My only warning would be… yeah the CRACK!!! I’ve never written crack before so hopefully this will still send you into fits of giggles. ( Read more... ) | |
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TITLE: Mistletoe what? 1/1
AUTHOR: remorsful_rain
RECIPIENT: ladyamore00
GENRE: Romance/Drama with a touch of humor
PAIRING(S): USxUK
RATINGS/WARNINGS: PG-13 for some cussing/ This is my first Hetalia fic and I did make it extra sugary sweet
SUMMARY: Alfred is a injured bombardier feeling a bit homesick over the holidays. Doctor Arthur Kirkland is going to change that.
NOTES: A big thank you to me dear friend Nikki for betaing. I’m not an expert on WWII so if any facts are a bit off please ignore them. This takes place in 1943 during the combined assault by the RAF and USAAF on the German Luftwaffe. I’m pretty sure hospitals during that time didn’t have fireplaces in the dining area, but for the purposes of this fic I took creative license. The slang maybe a bit off, I didn’t really use it much though. Hope the recipient likes it! ( Read more... ) | |
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Lyer Weyr is looking for new members!!! 1000 turns of freedom from thread. 1000 turns to grow and blossom. 1000 turns of idleness.
1000 turns have past since the Red Star was pushed from it's orbit leaving Pern free of its eternal enemy. With no threat of Thread the people spread out and made beautiful home through-out the planet. The dragons bred less often and became smaller. They were also left with the option of working for holders, carrying items and people, or becoming rebels and supporting themselves. Many chose to live together in 'mini-weyrs' occasionally playing the games that used to keep rider on their toes for thread.
1000 turns of no Thread had also allowed technology to expand and genes to be played with. Electricity and the telephone was invented as well as watches and a way to cut stone super fast. New colors of Dragons, Firelizards, and Whers were developed. And intelligence in the Whers and Flits was improved.
About 10 or so turns ago the queens began to rise more often and the clutches began to become larger and larger. 'Weyrleaders' and the Queenriders were unsure why this was happening, but they passed the information to Stargazers who reported seeming nothing unusual. So the rest of Pern never heard about this. Also the size of the dragons was increasing again and a new color appeared about 2 turns ago. Now with the first Topaz queen ready to raise a young Stargazer has spotted the reason for the increase of numbers and sizes. The Red Star, Pern's old enemy, has returned. About 3 months ago a dolphin reported a thread fall over the ocean. Prompting the remaining dragon's and riders to band together and found Lyer Weyr, thus named for the fact that the rest of the planet believed that the riders were lying to them about the fall, but when a fall fell over a small hold in the south, Sunset Valley Hold, and several dragons were lost due to their lack of skill in fighting thread, the entire planet turned to the riders and their mighty dragons. Sunset Falls Hold was set up to supply the new and only Weyr with food and other essentials. Also with the thread fall came complete destruction on the electrical grid. Telephone still work, but most of Pern is let in complete darkness.
The young Topaz, Avalith, rose almost a month ago and is now egg heavy. The weyr sits in an old volcano, the top of which was blown off, centuries ago, close to where AVAIS and Landing once stood, the super computer now rests in a museum somewhere in the North. Weyrs, halls, barracks, etc... were carved out using the last of the fuel on the planet and super-efficient stone cutters, much like the ones the original colonists had. Anya, Avalith's rider is left with an entire planet watching her for guidance. With the weyrleader dead, due to a small thread fall over his family, the young girl is left to make decisions, which will affect an entire planet and its fate, all on her own.
Pern's 2 remaining Golds don't see eye to eye with each other. One, Ilterith, refuses to listen to Avalith so instead of accepting her rule and command she and her rider leave the weyr to remain rebels. The other, Avalith's mother Evalith, backed down and let her daughter take over. She follows the young topaz and listens to her commands. Some holders are displeased with the fact that their fate now lies in the hands of a 16 turn-old. So they turn to the 10 turn-old Gold Magith and her 29 turn-old rider Alira for leadership. Now with Avalith about to clutch Ilterith is trying to win over dragons to join her and try to found a second weyr and win over the holders. And now with 18 eggs hardening on the sands it seems that Ilterith may have more support.
Do you have what it takes to help save Pern? Which Queen will you follow?
Avalith did clutch and it was nice sized clutch for the topaz's first. 18 eggs graced the sands and as tension built more and more people made their way to the weyr. Some seeking protection from thread and others hoping to impress to one of the eggs. Thread fell again destroying the last mini-weyr forcing more dragon pairs to Lyer. After a month Avalith allowed candidates onto her sands to touch the eggs.
A week later the humming began and everyone swarmed to the sands to watch as the eggs hatched. To everyones amazment, not only did a new color hatch out, the Tourmaline, but out of the other guarded egg came an other Topaz AND a Gold. There was another twin egg containing a Coal and an Iron. The two came out with a pop and each retreated to the shadows along the sides of the cavern, while the Topaz stalked the sands before cutting a poor green's face open and then bonding to a girl with a strong will. The bronze that was the first to hatch bonded to a calm boy. And much to everyone's surprise a Brown and then a Bronze bonded to one boy. After some arguing between the siblings they decided they could share.
A Gold wher ran soon after and laid a nice sized clutch of 12 eggs. When these hatched a gold was out first, but bonded later on. A new color hatched out of one of the eggs, the Bloodstone, she seems to be another calm color. Between the dragons and the whers a flit clutch was laid and hatched revealing a Topaz flit, as well as a new color of Tanzanite. This was after a Ruby had hatched out earlier. Also an Iron with two tails hatched and a Bronze with 4 tail tips hatched out as well.
During the gather a shop keeper was selling mysterious eggs and the race bet takers were also handing out mystery eggs. Which soon hatched to reveal the Seradons, the Ruelles, and the Faens. The new creatues seem to bond to humans much the same as firelizards.
All seemed well as Green Delzeith rose and was caught by a large Bronze male. Then she though she disappeared and no one seemed to know where she had gone. Though Anya didn't seem worried. While she and her rider were missing a member of the dolphin craft and his dolphin drug some large mystery creature from the depths of the ocean before calling the weyr to come see the creature. Though they were ordered to drag it back by the young weyrwoman. Though the damage was done, for not long after they returned it to it's watery grave most of the people that got close to it began to fall ill, including a wher and the Gold handler. Several candidates died from the illness as well as a rider and 2 wher handlers.
About a month after disappearing Green Delzeith put out a call for candidates to come touch her eggs, yes it seemed the little green had laid 12 eggs. The even dozen now lay on the sands awaiting their turn to hatch out and join the weyr. Though they may not want to for it seems some are blaming young Anya for the illness.
What we have to offer: - 12 eggs on the sands
- New colors
- A wher just finished her run
- Topaz Avalith is starting to glow
- Tension between Avalith and the gold rebel is building
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Title: Dragon's Keeper #11 That Dogone Blue Stuff... Author: remorsful_rain Rating: PG-13 Disclaimer: I don't own these boys, or any firelizards. I'm not making any money either. Summary: | |
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Title: On My Watch Author: remorseful_rain Fandom: Caslte Pairing/Characters: Javier Esposito/Kevin Ryan Rating/Category: PG Prompt: “While working a case together, Ryan gets badly injured.”
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Title: Syncopation Author: remorseful_rain Fandom: Caslte Pairing/Characters: Javier Esposito/Kevin Ryan Rating/Category: PG-13 for some mild cussing Prompt: “reading each other's minds” ( Read more... )
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Title: Cat and Mouse Author: remorsful_rain Rating: PG-13 Pairing: Kirk/Bones Disclaimer: I don't own Star Trek or it's characters I'm just playing with them a little. Summary: "You have to live for me too, you know." ( Read more... ) | |
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Title: As I Enter the Shadows
Author: remorsful_rain
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Kirk/Bones
Disclaimer: I don't own Star Trek or it's characters I'm just playing with them a little.
Summary: Jim drowns his pain in the only way he knows...
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I hit my first animals today, while I was driving. To make it worse they were our animals. I guess it's something that has to happen eventually, hitting an animal. It doesn't mak it hurt less. It's worse when you're the one to hit them... To make it worse I was the one who had to move them off the road so no one else ran over them. So in the classic way I deal with trama, here are some poems. I might add more depending on how depressed I get. It's not the Same, Not anymore
I need you to tell me it’s okay But to me it’s not okay My pounding feet brought me close To close to the horror of what I did I wanted to turn and run But run I could not, I owed you that I blame myself even if there’s nothing to atone I want to lock it away, may it never see the light of day May it gather dust, and the hinges rust shut But I know it won’t go quietly, and it’s the first of many No one is perfect, no one is innocent Not any more
To Forget Memories I live to forget They sneek up on me when I least expect The pain of what I’ve done won’t leave me alone Sometimes I wish I had a heart of stone They would’ve left eventually I just boosted the process exorbitantly There are some left, for that I’m grateful But they don’t make it any less painful LogicalityI try to categorize logically Hide behind my wall of impenetrability My brain points out why it shouldn’t bother me My heart reminds me of the horror of what I see I want my heart to go far away I want my brain to talk to me and stay I will drown my sorrows in what I can Because these memories I can not stand Stay tuned for possibly more... | |
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