( Master List )
( Master List )
Characters: Nick Cutter, Jake Cutter
Challenge: primeval100 #200, past challenges (#75 – Crossover and/or Favorite Character)
Disclaimer: Neither Tales of the Gold Monkey, Primeval nor their respective characters belong to me.
( Summary: The world is smaller than you think. )
Prompt: #19 Ask Me
Word Count: 681
Summary: At an official Starfleet function, Bones has been watching as Jim dances with everyone in the room except him. He is feeling jealous until Jim finally asks him to dance, having saved the best for last. (Bones' POV)
A/N: This was written for the jim_and_bones Sweethearts Challenge. Prompts based on those chalky tasting heart-shaped candies were claimed along and two people were assigned to write the prompt, one from Jim's POV and one from Bones' POV. Many thanks to my Sis, kerry_louise , for the beta. Love you, girl!
Please be sure to read Jim's POV -fill of this prompt: Sway My Way by tocourtdisaster
( you can dance every dance with the guy that gives you the eye )
Title: When There's Nowhere Left to Go
Word Count: 100
Challenge: primeval100 #191 – Honey, I'm Home
Characters: Becker, OC
Spoilers: Pre-series 4 webisodes and 4x01
Authors Notes: Okay, so this is a very loose interpretation of the prompt. Hope it's still acceptable. Thanks to my sis, kerry_louise, for the title.
( When There's Nowhere Left to Go )
Rating: PG for language
Summary: Steve can’t sleep. Danny tries to help.
A/N: Fills the insomnia prompt on my hc_bingo card. Unbeta'd. Concrit and feedback are love.
Disclaimer: Hawaii Five-0 is not mine.
( The feeling of sleepiness when you are not in bed, and can’t get there, is the meanest feeling in the world. - Edgar Watson Howe )
Fandom: Star Trek XI
Pairing: Karl Urban/Chris Pine/Zoe Saldana
Word Count: 350
Disclaimer: I don't know these people and these are all lies. No harm is intended. Please don't sue.
Warnings: Real-person slash. Real-person fic. Angst like woah. Vague BDSM undertones.
Feedback: Yes, please. Concrit and comments are very much appreciated.
Notes: Comment porn written for these very NSFW pics at jim_and_bones . You must be a member of the comm to see the pics. Title and cut text from the song Closer by Nine Inch Nails.
( you let me violate you. you let me desecrate you. you let me penetrate you. you let me... )
Title: Second Son
Challenge: chronometric prompt, AU
Time Limit: 120 minutes
Characters: Leonard “Bones” McCoy, James T. Kirk, Christopher Pike, Gary Mitchell
Disclaimer: So not mine. No harm intended. Thanks to Roddenberry, Abrams, and Paramount.
Author Notes: Yeah, IDEK. The time limit killed me on this one. Not beta'd. There may be a continuation. *shrug* Cut text and title comes from "Second Son" by Elliott Brood.
( It's apparent that his parents never loved him at all... )
Rating: PG for themes
Characters/Pairings: Abby, Becker/?
Challenge: primeval100 #169, fight
Warnings: Implied domestic violence
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: I know who Becker's question mark is but I'm not telling. It's also completely f'ing ridiculous I got this idea after watching an episode of King of Queens. *facepalm*
( cut for potential triggery stuff )
Title: To Finish First (ST:XI/modern day NASCAR AU) Pt 2/?
Disclaimer: It's all filthy lies!
Rating: PG-13 to R
Pairing: Eventual Bones/Kirk
Summary: Starfleet Racing's newest rookie, Jim Kirk, likes to say his wide-open is one more gear than everyone else's. His crew chief, Leonard McCoy, isn't sure that is a good thing.
( “One of these days, McCoy, your face is gonna stick like that.” )
For those who haven't seen the film, here's the synopsis stolen straight from imdb.com.
To the students of the Spenser Academy, the Sons of Ipswich are the baddest boys on campus. But that's not all they share. The four friends also share a 300-year-old secret: they're warlocks, the teenage descendants of a 17th-century coven of witches. So when the long-banished fifth son suddenly appears and threatens to kill their loved ones, they realize they must face their enemy in order to prevent him from stealing their powers and shattering the covenant forever.
Pogue is the second oldest of the four Sons, with an affinity for crotch rocket motorcycles and his girlfriend, Kate Tunney.
( Describe an individual who has scared you. )
( Write about a time you were the bearer of bad news. )
( What principles are sacrosanct in your opinion? )
( What would your Olympic event be and why? )
Fandom: Star Trek XI
Pairing/Cast: Bones/Kirk, implied Bones/Pike
Rating: PG for a curse word
Summary: He'd always thought that Pike, of all people, would be on his side. On their side.
A/N: For chronometric 's weekly challenge, Beginnings.
Disclaimer: These characters are not mine. I'm only in this for fun. Thanks to Gene Roddenberry, JJ Abrams and Paramount for creating this wonderful universe and these characters.
( No. )
Pairing/Characters: Taylor/Finn, Ditzy
Disclaimer: Primeval and its concepts belong to Impossible Pictures. Ditzy & Finn belong to fredbassett whom I adore for letting me play in her sandbox. Adult Taylor Crane belongs to me but she loves to play with others and won't bite. Unless you ask her to.
Author's Note: Reading lsellersfic 's awesome steampunk Primeval AU Nazis and Dinosaurs and Airships!! Oh My! featuring Taylor, Tanya Lacey and Mary Tremayne made me realise how much I miss Taylor so here's something small to try to work my way back to her.
“Why didn’t anyone tell me this was a bad idea?”
Ditzy raised his head from between her legs and grinned at Taylor.
“Hey!” Finn protested from where he sat behind his wife, supporting her back and shoulders. “We tried to stop you from coming through.”
“No, idiot,” Taylor snapped. “Letting you knock me up was a bad idea.”
“We tried to stop you there, too.” Ditzy replied. “Come on now, Taylor. Push for me.”
Taylor screamed as she contorted, trying desperately to push the stubborn baby from her body. Ditzy shook his head and she stopped, resting back into Finn’s strong arms.
“Fffff-fudge,” she said, tiredly. When she opened her eyes, Finn was giving her a look.
“Yes, fudge. No more cursing for me. I’m going to be somebody’s mum, you know.”
Finn beamed. “Yeah, yeah. I know.”
Prompt: Broken Dock Photo
Word Count: 100
“Only you would go traipsing barefoot through alien waters, Jim.”
“Ouch,” Jim whined. “How was I supposed to know there’d be stealth tadpoles with teeth? Teeth, Bones!”
“Oh, I dunno. You might’ve listened to me the first five times I warned you.”
McCoy tied off the last stitch roughly, just to re-iterate his annoyance. Not that it seemed to work because he soon had a big toe in his face.
“Kiss it and make it better?”
McCoy scowled even as he placed a gentle kiss on the digit.
“It could be worse, Bones.”
“I almost went skinny-dipping!”
Fandom: Star Trek XI
Warning: Character Death
Disclaimer: These characters belong to people who are not me.
Bones. Bones. Bones.
Please, Bones, don't.
Yell at me. Hit me. Curse me for being a goddamned idiot. Something. Anything. Just please don't cry. Please don't hate me.
I know, Bones. I wish I could tell you. So much I should have told you.
I love you, Bones, I wish I could stay. I'm sorry I can't.
But there's some place, some time, some universe where we'll be together forever.
See, I met this guy on Delta Vega. He showed me so many things. So many possibilities.
Maybe you wouldn't be so sad if you knew.