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Word #86
Sorry - holiday scramble made me forget.

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Word for today is: giving


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Word #86
[info]zilly14
2004-12-21 04:24 pm UTC (link)
Title: Giving
Fandom: Gargoyles, post-series
Disclaimer: Greg Weisman's the genius, not me.
Rating: G
Word count: 120

I noticed Elisa was standing beside me when I woke up.

“Merry Christmas, Big Guy,” she smiled as she gave me a hug.

“Thank you, Elisa.”

She handed me a small colorful box. “I know you guys don’t celebrate Christmas, but I wanted to give you something.”

I stared at her lovingly before tearing off the paper. It was…

“A videotape?”

“It’s Christmas back when we were kids. So you can see what the holiday is like.”

I took Elisa into my arms and kissed her softly. “Thank you, my Elisa. It’s a very nice gift. I’ll get the clan together and we’ll watch it.”

“You just want to see what I was like when I was little,” she smirked.

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Re: Word #86
[info]irishvampire13
2004-12-21 07:59 pm UTC (link)
*grins* Gotta love the Gargoyles! :-D

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[info]laylah
2004-12-21 04:25 pm UTC (link)
Balanced, Fullmetal Alchemist, Greed/Dorochet, PG-13.

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[info]sethoz_fics
2004-12-21 04:35 pm UTC (link)
Title: Man and Beast:- To Slay a Life
Fandom: LXG
Rating: PG
Genre: Action/Advernure/Angst
Word Count: 957
Time: 15 minutes
Link:http://www.livejournal.com/users/sethoz_fics/867.html#cutid1

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[info]xsunris1ng
2004-12-21 06:14 pm UTC (link)
Title: Best Birthday Ever
Fandom: Harry Potter
'Shippings?: Lily/James
Rating: G
Genre: Lite-Romance
Word Count: 445
Time: 12 minutes
Link: http://www.livejournal.com/users/xsunris1ng/3836.html#cutid1

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[info]mimerki
2004-12-21 06:24 pm UTC (link)
Giving Ground
250 words
Original Fiction (Contact War)
No warnings

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[info]clez_ficlets
2004-12-21 07:16 pm UTC (link)
Title: Never Fair
Fandom: LXG
Rating: PG
Genre: Angst/Tragedy
Word Count: 896
Time: 13 minutes

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[info]florahart
2004-12-21 10:45 pm UTC (link)
HP fandom, Snape/Tonks, PG at most, 15 minutes, 419 words.

:D

http://www.livejournal.com/users/florahart/152394.html

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[info]diceandzombies
2004-12-22 01:17 am UTC (link)
'Potter.
PG, alcohol.
480 words.

Stan Shunpike receives an unexpected visitor on the twenty-fifth.

"Lucky People"

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[info]riabouchinska
2005-01-08 06:39 am UTC (link)
Gaaah! Your icon! The Pogues!

::worships::

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[info]tearful_sanity
2004-12-22 02:03 am UTC (link)
Original Fiction
Title: 'Tis the Season
Rating: PG-ish
Warning: Well-endowed sales girl.

Found here.

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[info]koijewel
2004-12-22 03:47 am UTC (link)
Title: What Could Have Been
Autor: Em
Series: X clamp
Pairing: Subaru/Seishirou
Rating: PG 13
Warning/Notes: This involves Charcter Death. I was inspired by a AMV called All that Could Have been By WTF. This may ramble. I am tired and it just came to me. My take on this scene.

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[info]meltyoudown
2004-12-22 06:46 am UTC (link)
Title: All Wrapped Up in Nothing
Fandom: The West Wing
Category: Donna/Amy/Joey
Rating: NC-17

http://www.livejournal.com/users/meltyoudown/21980.html#cutid2

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Giving
[info]big_mac_meal
2004-12-22 11:38 am UTC (link)
It's like a little Harry POtter fic
enjoy

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She leant across, kissing him on the forehead. She wanted to give him the world. She wanted to give him everything. But she couldn't give that. She never would.

She laid him down on the bed and braced herself for what was to come.

"I'll give him my life"

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[info]tainted4life
2004-12-22 07:06 pm UTC (link)
Title: Story Time
Author: [info]tainted4life
Rating: G
Words: 385
Time: 15 Minutes
Fandom: Vagrant Story

"I want a bed-time story," Joshua demanded sleepily, even as she tucked him in deeper into his bed.

Callo smiled at him and kissed him on the forehead, then thought about it.

At length, she decided. "Once upon a time, rather near to here and in the middle of winter, there was a little boy, dressed up in his brand new clothes. He sat too close to the fire and fought with his sister, who pushed him into the fire. The poor boy was burnt all to ashes. Then his family all froze to death, because even though they got very, very cold, they simply couldn't bring themselves to poke up the ashes of their son. The end."

"That was a wretched story!" Joshua wailed.

She sighed. "A wretched story, eh? Well, then, what type of bedtime story did you want?"

"I don't know, but not one like that one! It was wretched!"

"Merlose, have you been telling him stories about your childhood again?"

She whirled to see Riot leaning against the corner of the room. He was, as usual, badly injured.

He moved towards them, limping more than a little.

At least he isn't lying on my kitchen table to recover from being killed... She thought.

"I most certainly haven't! What do you take me for, an idiot?"

"I want a good bedtime story," Joshua chirped. And then he made his eyes wide and round. "Sir Ashley, please tell me a bedtime story?"

Riot stopped, going pale, but then continued to limp towards them.

"What kind of bedtime story?"

"One with DRAGONS!"

"Dragons."

"And LIONS!"

"Lions."

"And KNIGHTS and bears and monsters-- butnottoomany --and dungeons!"

"Dragons, lions, knights, bears, monsters and dungeons... That's a rather large story." Riot seated himself on Joshua's bed. "It might take me years to tell."

"Well, try, Riot," she said, giving Joshua another kiss on the forehead. "And then meet me in the kitchen. We need to Talk about that Demon steed of yours trying to bite my arm off."

He nodded and she left the room, leaving the door just a little ajar.

"Long, long ago, in West Valendia, there was a fearsome monster, made out of a lion, a bear, and three dragons..." Ashley's voice echoed down the hall.

She smiled and closed the hallway door.

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Mine For this week
[info]cupkeyk
2004-12-22 08:53 pm UTC (link)
His eyes sting quite a bit, James has been awake for some time. He can’t really get himself to sleep. He has all this caffeine in his blood. He has all this endorphins. He has a beautiful man sleeping on his lap.

Even from under the covers, Rocky’s muscled body was a landscape of power, fluid and strong like whitewater rapids.

James’ nipples pinched at his skin as they drew into themselves in the cold night air. His skin was covered in goosebumps. James did not think of getting some portion of the ample sheet to cover his own body. He wasn’t being unselfishly, foolishly in love. He was just much too distracted.

He looked at the valley of Rocky’s back and his buttocks; in the small of his back, tattooed was the name Vanessa. This woman, whoever she is, is giving James sour tastes in his mouth and sleepless nights. She was cheap coffee. Someday, maybe James will ask Rocky who Vanessa is. But James would like to believe Rocky cannot readily see this word, Vanessa on the small of his back, and James is ready to just let it bother him; it is behind Rocky.

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Re: Mine For this week
[info]xspazx
2004-12-24 11:54 am UTC (link)
Aww, cute! Would this be from rocky horror picture show or no? either way i liked it. =)

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[info]sayianchild86
2004-12-22 08:55 pm UTC (link)
Title: Lunch
Fandom: Dragon Ball Z
Rated: G
Genre: -n/a-
Words: 371

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Here we go...
[info]irishvampire13
2004-12-23 02:08 am UTC (link)
Title: Impulse Purchase
Fandom: Original; based loosely on true events
Rating: G

"Hey, you might want to look at this."

It was just a castle carved out of a chunk of Mexican lava, but when she showed it to him, he was enthralled. He examined the remarkably minute details with an enthusiasm that she found infectious. The fact that she found everything about him infectious was a minor detail.

He wanted to buy this little marvel of workmanship, but he reluctantly set the carving back on the shelf, taking her arm and moving on through the small antique shop. They wandered together for a while, poring over treasures that dated back decades before either of them were born.

"You ready to go," he asked after a while, squeezing her hand affectionately.

"Yeah; you go on," she responded. "I'll catch up with you."

Thinking that she needed to make a quick restroom break, he agreed, and waited for her. When she took longer than he expected, he traversed the store, wondering where she could have gone to.

"There you are! I've been looking for you everywhere."

Instead, she found him. Clutching a small, white paper bag in her hands, she hurried up to him, glowing with an inexplicable happiness. She placed her hand in his, and they exited the store.

He nodded to the bag. "You find somethin'?"

"For you," she answered, holding it out to him. "Merry Christmas."

Perplexed, he opened the bag, and unwrapped the crisp tissue. When he realized what she'd bought, his eyes widened. Then, he leaned close and pressed his lips gently to hers.

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[info]lexie_b
2004-12-24 02:33 am UTC (link)
Title: untitled.
Fandom: Dark Angel
Rating: G
Genre: Drama
Word Count: 709
Time: 16 minutes
Link: http://www.livejournal.com/users/lexie_b/255174.html#cutid1

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Someone to Remember
[info]taibhrigh
2004-12-24 06:11 am UTC (link)
Title: Someone to Remember
Fandom: Stargate: SG1
Blurb: Sam and Jolinar

crossposted to [info]writers_choice for their open challenge

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Handicraft
[info]redwolfoz
2004-12-28 11:34 am UTC (link)
( Handicraft ) — original

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My contribution
[info]bashipforever
2004-12-29 03:06 am UTC (link)
Title: Her Gift
Fandom: Btvs
Summary: Buffy pov post gradution about the bite.
Time: About 12 minutes 422 words

The sky wept with her and she was glad not to be the only one crying. Her hand strayed to the bandage on her neck. She pulled it off gently, fingertips brushing the puncture wounds there. She closed her eyes, tossing out a line and trying to *feel* him. There was nothing, no tingle, no skipping heartbeat, no catching breath. He was gone and that is why the sky and the girl wept.

She had so little to cherish of him, a cross, a jacket, a ring, a book of poetry and now these puncture wounds being his latest gift, a product of her final gift to him, her life. She hadn’t died though and she wondered if that cheapened her gift. It didn’t matter, it wasn’t as if she had anything else to give him. She’d given her heart and soul long ago, maybe even before she was born. She’d given her body, her mind and her future. He possessed all of her and he’d taken it when he disappeared into the mist. Empty rooms with a shattered soul rattling around in them, she thought. She was hollowed out now, no soul, no heart, no mind, no future, no Buffy.

Gnawed off fingernails picked at the scabs, forcing the wounds open and letting them bleed, bringing a fresh, tiny pain. It didn’t distract from the real pain, the pain of his leaving, but it swept her back, swept her back to *that* moment. She had felt her life draining away, rushing into him and giving him his life back. It had been the most incredible experience in her existence. Saving the world didn’t even come close to comparing to saving Angel. She’d saved him, in every way a person can be saved, but more importantly she’d insured that he would live on, even if she didn’t. She could deal with her death. She’d dealt with it long ago. She was ashamed to admit that she could deal with the fact that all her friends and probably most of Sunnydale would have died if he’d taken her life. She didn’t care. He would live. His death was the one thing her slayer powers couldn’t prepare her for. He was immortal, eternal and as long as he lived, the biggest part of her lived too.

So she had given her life to him and his demon had sucked it greedily down. His soul had returned the gift. Maybe he couldn’t deal with her death either. He didn’t realize leaving had killed her anyway.

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^__~
[info]krazysidhe
2005-01-02 10:02 pm UTC (link)
Title: Aftermath
Type: Original (Family Week: old verson)
Word Count: 266
Rating: pg13
Warnings: malexmale slash

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Word #86
[info]imsupergirl
2005-04-12 01:52 am UTC (link)
http://www.livejournal.com/users/imsupergirl/126692.html

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