I thought this was a joke at first and it was going to give me the sound of someone's mother yelling at them, but it's a high-pitched sound. And yes I can hear it even though I'm 30.

One of my favorite communities TakoYaoi Love had a prompt challenge.  I posted a prompt and wanted to support the community in return, so I finally wrote and finished a story.  Thing is, this requires WARNINGS for most of my friends.  I wrote tentacle fic.  Gay Stargate tentacle fic.  I don't even know where this came from, but I took one look at the prompt and Story just started flowing out of me so I had to write.

This is the longest thing I ever wrote (somehow I got out of college with only two 11-page papers), so I'm really proud of it.  I appriciate comments and constructive critisism.  That being said, if you don't like gay tentacle fic, don't read.

Title: Passion's Boon
Author: vampslyr
Rating/Warnings: NC-17, Tentacles (of course), Non-con, OOC
Summary: Daniel/Jack, Goddess/Daniel; Daniel wakes up with a nightmare after their last mission
Wordcount: 3653
Prompt: Stargate - Daniel/? - Fertility god

A/N: Apologies to Danny for messing with his head once again. A lot of firsts for me here: first fic over 1,000 words, first lemon, first Tent fic, first Stargate fic. Please enjoy, comment and critique appreciated.

 

 

( On to the Fic )

Inspired by joisbishmyoga's 'Ten Times X Occured to Y' post.  Set in the Magic Kaito/Detective Conan universe.

 

 

Greed:	Very Low
Gluttony:	Medium
Wrath:	Very Low
Sloth:	High
Envy:	Very Low
Lust:	Very High
Pride:	Low

The Seven Deadly Sins Quiz on 4degreez.com

You Speak General American English!

70% General American English 10% Yankee 5% Dixie 5% Midwestern 5% Upper Midwestern

I had a guy the other day who thought I was from the East Coast. After I said I was in the Mid-West he decided that I sounded like I was from Colorado which he claimed was considered the West and not the Mid-West. This guy has obviously never looked at a topographical map of the US.

Apparently a couple of years of martial arts counts for a lot.

17

Written for the Bad-fic challenge at ManyCases1Truth.

 

Title: Roses Intertwined
Author: vampslyr
Rating: tame
Word Count: 756
Warnings: OOC, fanged plot bunny
Author's notes: No collection of bad-fics would be complete without a Sailor Moon cross-over.  I've been beating this plot bunny with a stick for weeks, but this challenge just drew it out of me.

 

 

 

( Roses Intertwined )

 

"Jii-chan, I'm home! I'll be upstairs!"

 

"That's fine Yuugi."

 

He sounded happy, but it's so hard to tell now. There's just static; his emotions used to fill the house, bubbling with joy or weeping with sorrow. Now just nothing.

 

He's not doing it on purpose of course... well actually he is. He's learned how to shield his mind to protect himself. With psychos like Pegasus out there he's had to.

 

But I don't think he realizes that I can see the difference in him, or that it hurts feeling like he's pushed me away. If he knew he'd feel terrible and I don't want that. It's a natural step in following his destiny and learning to control his magic.

 

Even so, I can't wait until the time when he trusts himself enough to come to me and tell me his secrets. When he trusts his belief in magic enough to come ask me about the wards I know he can feel on the house. And when he trusts me enough to know I'll believe him when others wouldn't.

 

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Jii-chan: Grandpa

Shielding: a psychic wall around one's mind to keep others out, also prevents natural psychic projection of one's emotions

Wards: a psychic wall around a place to keep out bad influences and psychic attacks

This should be an interesting first post.  Swiped from marsdejahthoris who 'ganked' it from ytak.

1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next 4-7 sentences on your LJ along with these instructions.
5. Don't you dare dig for that "cool" or "intellectual" book in your closet! I know you were thinking about it! Just pick up whatever is closest (unless it's too troublesome to reach and is really heavy. Then go back to step 1).

The Second Summoning by: Tanya Huff (Summon the Keeper sequel)

"What happened?"

Shaking the circulation back into her hand, she sat up.  "It was a Summons.  Is a Summons."

"Do Summonses usually...?"  His gesture took in the fine patina of broken glass that covered the carpet three feet out from the Christmas tree creating a perfect reproduction of "The Last Supper" with the Teletubbies replacing four of the Apostles.

"No."