From makebelievearchive at gmail.com Sun Nov 16 03:05:31 2008 From: makebelievearchive at gmail.com (makebelieve archive) Date: Sun, 16 Nov 2008 05:05:31 -0600 Subject: [Makebelieve] Fic: The Slave 9 - Xfiles - KrycekCentric, possible Krycek/Skinner, Krycek/Mulder/Skinner - slavefic Message-ID: The Slave 9 by PEJA Fandom: XFiles Pairing: Krycek/m Portrayed by: (optional)Nicholas Lea/ Other characters: Special Agent Fox Mulder (David Duchovny), Special Agent Dana Scully (Gillian Anderson), Assistant Director Walter Skinner (Mitch Pileggi) Category: Slash Rating: FRM Status: series WIP, chapter complete Spoilers: none Series/Sequel: part 9 of "The Slave" Brief Summary: Skinner spends some alone time with Alex Warnings: overall BDSM, torture. Really dark nastiness happening Notes/acknowledgments: This one is dedicated to all the readers who have sent me the wonderful comments. I really appreciate knowing someone is reading what I write...Amazed, mind, but very appreciative. General thanks to all of you folks who are requesting short fics and improvs in the various fandoms. You're keeping the words flowing. Disclaimers: not mine. Archive: Yes, but ask first, include the complete story and provide a URL to the archive Forwarding to other lists: Okay, but keep my name and headers attached. A heads up would be nice as well. Previous chapters can be read at http://www.squidge.org/peja/cgi-bin/viewstory.php?sid=38817 Alone with Kyrcek, Skinner sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose. What the hell had he gotten himself into. Taking on the burden of the man kneeling at his feet, it was the other side of insane. And yet he could no sooner have sent this fragile man clinging to his leg as if it were an anchor away if he'd been offered his dearest dream. "Will you talk with me, Alex?" Skinner asked, feeling the shudder that ran through Krycek at the question. "As you wish, sir." Krycek murmured. Skinner sighed, running his fingers hrough the other man's hair. "I get the feeling you are afraid of me." He felt the man stiffen against his leg and smiled as the lie left Alex' lips "Oh, no, master." His protest held the brittle quality of terror. "Master has all rights over this one, body and soul." "Don't call yourself this one." Walter commanded. "Use I or me. You are not a piece of property." Alex clung tighter, yet somehow managed to cringe away at the same time. "This one...I...But....Master, I am property. I am thrall. Your thrall." "And if you were free?" Krycek cried out a desperate protest, as if he'd been struck a killing blow, curling in on himself and whimpering from the depths of his soul. Skinner bolted out of his chair, wrapping his arms around the tramatized young man, stroking slow circles against the trembling back and murmuring gentle nonsense words until Krycek quieted. "Hey, what was that all about, boy?" Skinner coaxed. Krycek shuddered, shaking his head against Skinner's chest. "Don't send me away, master. I...Know I'm not trained for private use but ...my other masters said I'm smart...a fast learner. I'll be good. Do you proud. Just please..please.. don't put me out." "Alright. It's alright, Alex." he cupped Krycek's chin, tipping his head so their eyes met. "Trust me, Alex. Whatever I do, it will be in your best interest. After we discuss it, okay?" A shadow crossed Krycek's lean features. He drew a ragged breath and lowered his eyes, his emotions shutting down...stuffed brutally down by a calm that sent a shiver down Skinner's spine. If Walter had wondered where the man on the DVD had gone, he now knew that man was back.....with a vengence end part 9 -- PEJA The wwomb archive http://www.squidge.org/~peja/cgi-bin/index.php accepts all fandoms, all genres. 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Idea is to get new stories posting and maybe get some of the older bits, so the archive is calling for stories in these areas and challenging the authors to post thier work in these fandoms (as well as any other fandom you would like to share, of course) with us this week. Readers are challenged to find and invite their favorite authors to join us either by uploading their work or sending a direct submission to the archive at makebelievearchive at gmail.com ANIME - Descendents Of Darkness - Sailor Moon BOOKS - Harry Potter - The Executioner COMICS - Batman - Xmen GAMES - Final Fantasy (any version) TELEVISION - Lost in Space - Sentinel ORIGINAL - all I'm planning to have new Fandom calls in these categories on a weekly basis. Please check the news section of the archive on Sun-Mon for the updated fandom calls. Also wanted to announce Teddy gifted me with a list today. Would love to have you come play on http://groups.yahoo.com/group/fanfictionlibrary Be sure to read the opening blurb. 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URL: http://www.chez-vrolet.net/pipermail/makebelieve/attachments/20081116/44daf3e9/attachment.htm From makebelievearchive at gmail.com Wed Nov 19 13:38:57 2008 From: makebelievearchive at gmail.com (makebelieve archive) Date: Wed, 19 Nov 2008 15:38:57 -0600 Subject: [Makebelieve] FicLet: Your Baby - Torchwood - John/Jack, implied, Jack/Ianto Message-ID: Your Baby Author: PEJA Email: makebelievearchive at gmail.com Author's websites: http://peja1956.livejournal.com and http://www.squidge.org/peja/cgi-bin/viewuser.php?uid=1 Fandom: Torchwood Pairing: John/Jack, implied, Jack/Ianto Portrayed by: James Marsters/John Barrowman, John Barrowman/Gareth David-Lloyd Category: Slash Rating: FRT Status: complete Spoilers: whatever Series/Sequel: nah Brief Summary: Ianto stakes his claim Warnings: Drivel, pure and simple Notes/acknowledgments: Response to the WWOMB archive's 24 hour prompt - "your baby doesn't love you anymore" General thanks to all of you folks who are requesting short fics and improvs in the various fandoms. You're keeping the words flowing. Disclaimers: Torchwood was created by one Russell T. Davies....lucky bugger. Guess who the characters belong to Archive: Yes, but ask first, include the complete story and provide a URL to the authors archive Forwarding to other lists: Okay, but keep my name and headers attached. A heads up would be nice as well. Glaring at the tangle of arms, legs and spent cocks sprawled across the ravaged bed was enough to topple the fragile thread of sanity that came and went in John Hart's blazing blue eyes. Spiraling out of control, the jealousy stricken man drew his gun and shot, the bullet cutting a smoking hole in the wall less than half an inch over the sleeping body of the man he considered his and his alone. Captain Jack Harkness. Jack sprang up at the sound of the shot, brutally wrenched out of his sensual drowse, and instinctively covered his lover's just as suddenly bolt-upright form with his own sleek body. "John?" he screamed, seeing the man pointed his gun directly at his heart. "What the fuck?" "Baby..." John groaned, shaking his head. "Oh baby..." Jack drew a deep breath, his mind working on the situation with amazing speed. "Put the gun down, John." "I can't," John moaned. "Don't ya get it. Its killing me the way you cheat, baby." He thrust the gun like a club at Jack. "Ya gotta learn to keep that toy," the gun moved to point out Jack's cock, which was growing in proportion to the danger. "Jack, ya gotta keep that in your pants around other guys." "What are you talking about John?" John snorted, mimicking back Jack's words, then adding, "You belong to me, baby. Like it used to be. We were good together. I want that back." Jack sighed, shaking his head. "That was a long time ago. Over, done. You need to move on." "I can't..." a silvery tear slid down John's lean cheek as the gun slipped from his numb fingers. "I...love you, Jack. Always will. Please..." "I'm sorry, John." Jack murmured relaxing in the arms snaking around him now the danger was dying down. "I can't go back. I'm with Ianto now. I'm happy. "Baby..." "John, no." John stamped his foot. "But...I *Love* you." Jack leaned his head back onto Ianto's shoulder. "I'm...sorry." "Jack, he has to know." "Know?" John whispered, his voice trembling. "Know what?" "Jack divorced you, John." Ianto said as gently as he could. "He married me last night." he added, his dark eyes capturing John's brimming gaze. "John....Your baby doesn't love you anymore. Not anymore." John shook his head, disbelief coloring his face. "No..." The truth of Ianto's words washed the color out of John's face and a stream of tears snaked down his cheeks. His eyes mapped Jack's saddened expression and he nodded, then turned and walked away. END To stupid for words? sorry for the smarmy stuff, but I'm unfocused this morning. 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I really appreciate knowing someone is reading what I write...Amazed, mind, but very appreciative. General thanks to all of you folks who are requesting short fics and improvs in the various fandoms. You're keeping the words flowing. Disclaimers: not mine. Archive: Yes, but ask first, include the complete story and provide a URL to the archive Forwarding to other lists: Okay, but keep my name and headers attached. A heads up would be nice as well. Previous chapters can be read at http://www.squidge.org/peja/cgi-bin/viewstory.php?sid=38817&warning=FRAO The vision of submission Skinner had witnessed on the video sent to his office had appeared calm. Almost mindless in his submission. That man... slave... thrall... That Krycek had been a man without emotion. A china doll, alive, pale...beautiful... but withdrawn to the abuse rained down on him. As was the man kneeling before him. To the casual eye, Krycek was that self-same vision of absolute submissive serenity, but Walter Skinner was ever the cautious man. A man who took little, if anything on the value of face, a man who bothered to look closer, past the illusion. Past the lie. On closer observation, Walter's gaze could trace the scars, not so obvious before, but now, with the color flushed away on little feet of fear, the truth screamed loud and clear. Walter picked over and cataloged each stabbing, each stubbed out cigarette burn, each jagged lash from whatever instrument of brutality was at hand of his sadistic owners. The reality painted on human flesh blurred Walter's vision a bright enraged scarlet and his lips parted n a dangerous, curling growl. Krycek cringed in on himself. "Oh no, son. Don't be afraid. I'm not angry with you." Walter pulled the man into his arms again. It shook him to the core, feeling the tremors that poured in wave after endless wave over the thin form. He murmured nonsense words, rocking Krycek gently until the tremors dissolved in a weary sigh. "If you really want to stay," He whispered agaisnt the exhausted thrall. "Then that's what you'll do. Okay?" Krycek nodded against chest, his fingers tangling in Skinner's shirt as if he would never let go. "Hey, boy, it's okay now. Everything will be alright." The touch of Kyrcek's lips at his throat, stilled the big man. Conflicted by his impulse to shove the delicate creature away and the desire to pull him tighter, he let Kyrcek continue to explore his throat and jaw for a time. Drawing a deep breath, he finally broke away. "You don't have to do that, Krycek." Green eyes lifted and Krycek tilted his head, a pout on his lips. "You do not want me?" His eyes darted to Skinner's groin, frowning at the tented jeans. "You do want me." He moved to brush a kiss over Skinner's lips, but the bigger man stopped him. Krycek's confusion swam in his gaze. "I don't understand. Why do you deny yourself. 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URL: http://www.chez-vrolet.net/pipermail/makebelieve/attachments/20081123/efe67945/attachment.htm From makebelievearchive at gmail.com Tue Nov 25 12:33:21 2008 From: makebelievearchive at gmail.com (makebelieve archive) Date: Tue, 25 Nov 2008 14:33:21 -0600 Subject: [Makebelieve] Ficlet: Panic State - NCIS - Gibbs/DiNozzo - FRT Message-ID: Panic state Author: PEJA Email: makebelievearchive at gmail.com Author's websites: http://peja1956.livejournal.com and http://www.squidge.org/peja/cgi-bin/viewuser.php?uid=1 Fandom: NCIS Pairing: Tony/Gibbs Portrayed by: Michael Weatherly/Mark Hamon Category: ficlet Rating: FRT Status: fini Spoilers: nah Series/Sequel:oh no, please Brief Summary: Gibbs knows, and Tony knows he knows. Warnings: Nope Notes/acknowledgments: to batmouse who thought a discussion thread would be a good prompt. her fault. General thanks to all of you folks who are requesting short fics and improvs in the various fandoms. You're keeping the words flowing. Disclaimers: not mine Archive: Yes, but ask first, include the complete story and provide a URL to the archive Forwarding to other lists: Okay, but keep my name and headers attached. A heads up would be nice as well. "I don't know how he knows, but he knows . . . " "Hm?" McGee asked, looking up from his computer. "Whatcha say, Tony? Who knows what?" "Gibbs," Tony said, his voice distracted. "Gibbs knows." McGee turned his chair, taking a good look at his partner and friend. He'd never seen the man so visibly shaken, pale...except maybe when he'd been exposed to the plague...And that time on the black ops ship. Virus' scared the man almost to a stand still. Not that McGee could fault him for that. But Gibbs? Tony worshiped the boss. What could Gibbs have found out that would send Tony into a shaking mass of terror. It wasn't like the man was gay... Or was he? Oh right, a dog like Tony. The man never missed a chance to go sniffing after one skirt or another... On the other hand, what better way for a smart man...a smart gay man..to cover up his sexual interests than to use misdirection... And it had never seemed kosher, Tony claiming that honey dust powder he'd sent Gibbs one Christmas was a mistake. Gibbs had almost been gloating when he'd announced...But then that might mean...Gibbs? Nah... Ya think? McGee leaned back and steepled his fingers over his belly. "Don't worry about it, Tony. Gibbs is just waiting for you to come out to him. Bet he has a big first date already planned. Gibbs is like that." Tny blanched, then blushed brightly. "I...I...I..." From makebelievearchive at gmail.com Wed Nov 26 09:27:34 2008 From: makebelievearchive at gmail.com (makebelieve archive) Date: Wed, 26 Nov 2008 11:27:34 -0600 Subject: [Makebelieve] Wren Fic: Daniel's Stargate 1-4 - Stargate - gen, for now - Jack, Young Daniel Message-ID: Fandom: Stargate Characters: Jack, Young Daniel Rating: FRT Summary: Jack O'Neill is called back to duty, where he encounters a young brilliant boy Category: Wren fic - anyone can post the next seg Genre: currently Gen, open for change Previous chapters posted to http://www.squidge.org/peja/cgi-bin/viewstory.php?sid=41042&warning=FRC Daniel's Stargate by Teddy & Peja Dr Catterina Langford approached the director's office of the orphanage. It wasn't called that. They didn't called them that anymore but it was still an orphanage. It was the secured section of the institute where underpaid, overworked nurses and nursing aides cared for the disabled children in overcrowded wards, because no one wanted these children. Those looking for children wanted the normal easy to look after type who had no trouble finding homes. Their wards were almost never full. They were processed and sent on to group homes to await adoption asap. These children would be here until they graduated to the wards of the teenagers and then on to be left on the streets to take care of themselves or into over crowded institutes designed for their specific disorder. She didn't like what she was about to do, but it might, just might, give one child a chance to get out of this environment. The director greeted her and within two hours Dr Langford was riding in the back of the car driven by an Airman from the local base, with a small withdrawn boy strapped in beside her. He hadn't said a word or even acknowledged her presence but at least he hadn't faught them in getting him ready and packing his few belongings to take him from the institute. She wished she had custody, but she didn't. The USAF was now the guardian of an autistic 8 year old boy. Colonel O'Neill walked into the General's office. He wasn't sure why he'd been called in. He really wasn't sure why he was even here. He had been in the act of contemplating a pistol in his dead son's room when a couple of Air Force gopher boys showed up at his door. Sara had let them in and they had informed him that he had been reactivated into his old Air Force job. He had at first refused, but then he finally gave in. What difference did it make anyway? He really didn't care. So he grabbed his old uniforms out of the attic, took a quick trip to a barber and off he went, "Any Place, Any Time, Any Where" as his old command's motto bragged. A military flight landed him at Peterson Field in Colorado Springs. A blue sedan met him at the flight line and he was whisked away to yet another base, Cheyenne Mountain. A new ID card and quick trip down 28 levels got him to his new Commanding Officer's office. The door read Major General West in big gold letters. The General looked up at him, returned his salute and waved him towards one of two arm chairs. "Sit down Colonel. We have a situation and I think you re the right man for the job." "And what would that job be, Sir?" O'Neill asked suspiciously. West frowned down at some papers on his desk. "I'll cut right to the chase Colonel. This is a top secret project. I command mainly military techies of all branches of the service and an assortment of civilian scientists. I need a man who can do what he's told, when he's told to who he's told and keep his mouth shut. To put it bluntly I need a strong right arm that I can depend on." "Sir," O'Neill took a deep breath. "Sir, you do know I took a section 8 out of the service. I may not be who you need." The senior officer looked up at him. "You were recommended by somebody higher up in the chain of command. I was told you were a go to kind of officer." He shuffled some papers. "I realize that you suffered a loss some time back, but you surprised everyone and survived the initial situation. You made it over the hump. Now its time to come back and get it back together again." "You mean I didn't eat the bullet after all this time and some one recommended me? Begging your pardon Sir, but that's nuts." West looked him straight in the eye. "I'll be honest, Colonel. This is a special kind of situation, nuts if you will. But I think with your background that you will find it a challenging assignment, one that needs special handling. I was told you can do the job. I've reviewed your records. I believe you will." He slid a handful of folders across the desk to O'Neill. "Here's the personnel you'll be working with." West looked towards the door and nodded. " The Sergeant will show you your office. Dismissed." O'Neill took the sheaf of manilla folders and headed out of the office. A short balding bespectacled Tech Sergeant met him at the door. "Colonel O'Neil, I'm Sergeant Harriman. Welcome to Stargate Command." *** Dr Langford led Daniel through the maze of security down to level 27. They walked into a huge room with massively high ceiling. At the back of the room was one simple table, a chalk board and carefully mounted on the wall, several heavy carved stones that formed a circle. Each was carved with various symbols. Daniel walked to the chalk board and took the eraser and chalk in hand, as if he knew what he was there for. Muttering to himself he erased and corrected the translation. The other two scientists present tried to stop him but Langford stopped them. "Who is this?" "This is the new translator," Catterina said. "What? He's just a child!" "Not just," Catterina replied. Just then Colonel O'neill entered the room. Catherine looked over at the tall man in the blue uniform. "Um, do I know you?" "I'm Colonel Jack O'Neill from General West's office. I'll be taking over from now on." Daniel stared him. O'Neill returned his baleful look. "Who is this boy?" "He's my new translator." Catherine put her arm around the boy's shoulder. "I wasn't told about any children on the project." "We've only just arrived. His parents were...." she started to explain. O'Neill cut her off. "Well, whoever they were, they aren't here now and he has to leave." "No, Colonel. He has to stay." She argued. "His parents are dead. He has no place else to go." O'Neill frowned at her. "Well, you are responsible for his care and well being. This project has become classified. From now on, no information is to be passed on to non-military personnel without my express permission." The others gathered around the woman and boy. "Catherine, what's going on here?" Catherine looked around at them. "I'm not sure." She looked down at Daniel. "Wait here for me." O'Neil continues to walk down a corridor. Catherine followed him.."Colonel O Neil, I think you owe me an explanation." O'Neil stops and turns back. Catherine continued. "I was told I had complete autonomy." The Colonel looks at her. "Plans change." "Why are you here? Why did they bring you on this project?" She asked coldly. O'Neill glances around evasively before looking directly at her. "I'm here in case you succeed." end part 2 An exhausted Daniel read over his typed notes at a table in front of the cover stones. The table is covered with reference books, paper, candy wrappers, and soda cans, as well as a laptop. >Completed search of cuneiform and other pre-dynastic hieroglyphics. No matches whatsoever. I've exhausted all reference material in comparing the symbols on the cartouche against all known writing samples from the period pre- and post-. Still no similarities...I'm never gonna get this done.< Daniel lifted the soda can only to find it empty. He shuffled out of the lab tiredly. A guard is sitting by a desk with his feet propped up, reading a newspaper. "Uh-uh-uh." Daniel flashed his ID badge, and the guard settled back with his paper. Daniel went to the dispensing machine but realised he had no money, glancing around he noticed the front page of the guard's paper had an article title Orion Upclose" with a quarter page photograph of the constellation. He moved over to the paper and grabbed that page out of the guard's hands and rushed back into the lab. Daniel grabbed a marker and started filling in the lines between the stars of the constellation. He then climbed the step-ladder to compare his drawing with one of the glyphs. They matched. Climbing carefully back down the step-ladder, Daniel yelled out. "Orion!" He ran around the room happily yelling the word over and over. The guard rushed in wondering what was up. end part 3 Part 4 by PEJA Daniel went suddenly still, staring at the man for the briefest of second, before his gaze unfocused and slide over the man's shoulder. He drifted almost surreally to the floor, drawing his knees up and wrapping his arms around them, rocking himself to a softly hummed tuneless melody Jack walked in in time to see the scene play out. Had that really been awareness in the boy's eyes for that brief second? Langford had said the boy was autistic. Didn't that mean he was disconnected? Jack made up his mind then and there to find out this unusal, gifted young man's history. end part 4 Tag...Teddy, or anyone else? (dues lists, posting in one of the wrens can get your dues paid) FEEDBACK...is a gift. Share the love -- PEJA The MB Archive http://www.squidge.org/peja/cgi-bin/index.php invites you to expand your reader base by uploading to the site or posing direct submissions to the makebelievearchive at gmail.com Betas register your services on the MB site thru Your Account page. Weekly story updates at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/MakebelieveUpdates The "News section" http://www.squidge.org/peja/cgi-bin/news.php includes "New Fandoms & Characters", "New Challenges", "New MLs" and weekly "Fandom Call challenges Challenges are permanently posted to http://www.squidge.org/peja/cgi-bin/challenges.php A complete list of hosted Mailing Lists, Journals and Blogs at http://www.squidge.org/peja/cgi-bin/categories.php?catid=3252 -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: http://www.chez-vrolet.net/pipermail/makebelieve/attachments/20081126/373be796/attachment.htm From makebelievearchive at gmail.com Wed Nov 26 12:22:40 2008 From: makebelievearchive at gmail.com (makebelieve archive) Date: Wed, 26 Nov 2008 14:22:40 -0600 Subject: [Makebelieve] wren fic: Grease Is The Way We Are Feeling 1, 2 - Torchwood - Jack/Ianto - silliness - FRT-13 for now Message-ID: I'm offering this as a wren, so if anyone wants to contrib, go for it. If not...well,I love my baby so... Grease Is The Way We Are Feeling by PEJA Fandom: Torchwood Pairing: Jack/Ianto, Owen Portrayed by: John Barrowman/Gareth David-Lloyd, Burn Gorman Category: Slash Rating: anyone's guess, but FRT for now Status: WREN Spoilers: only superficial at the very most. I bought the Grease soundtrack starring John Barrowman in Travolta's role Series/Sequel: Brief Summary: Jack has an accident, with unusual results Warnings: general weirdness. Notes/acknowledgments: Written for WWOMB archive's 24 hour prompt - "Welcome to creepy town" General thanks to all of you folks who are requesting short fics and improvs in the various fandoms. You're keeping the words flowing. Disclaimers: Jack and the Torchwood belong to their creators. The general strangeness is all mine Archive: Yes, but ask first, include the complete story and provide a URL to the archive Forwarding to other lists: Okay, but keep my name and headers attached. A heads up would be nice as well. Previous chapters found at: http://www.squidge.org/peja/cgi-bin/viewstory.php?sid=41043 It had all seemed so average. Torchwood average, though tends to be slightly off filter, and this was no different. Jack had sent every one home after tracking down a merry gang of space wackos who where spreading a panic all over the countryside. They'd taken in a multitude of alien gadgets and Jack had been excited to get a handle on what the things did. Alone in the explosive safe lab, he'd been poking, prodding and disassembling the things for several hours with pretty dismal results. Most of the things turned out to be harmless toys...like the silly video games humans had developed such a fascination for over the last decade or two. Three hours into his investigation, Jack picked up a flat matte surfaced metallic ball. As he turned it in his hands, one of the panels slipped and the ball began to flash in a rainbow of colors. A low buzz sounded, building in volume until Jack had to drop the ball and clap his hands over his ears, blocking the sounds as best he could The sounds and lights plucked at his mind, clouding his thoughts, barricading his ability to command his body. Mind awhirl, Jack went down hard on his knees. All around him the lights and sounds blasted and battered him, driving him into a huddled mass on the floor. And finally driving him to unconsciousness. ** Owen and Ianto found Jack, arms and legs sprawled out from the chair where he sat. To the casual eye all looked normal. Torchwood normal. But Jack had lost his prized long coat, exchanging it for a biker's jacket. His hair, was greased like a teen from the sixties, several strands curling over his left eye. "Hey, man," Jack said, pulling pack of cigarettes from him white t-shirt pocket and lighting up. He tossed the match on the floor, grinning. "Anyone seen my hog around here?" "Jack?" Ianto gasped in horror.. "Oh, baby, baby, baby..." Jack seemed to drift to his feet. He sauntered to the shocked man and wrapped an arm around his waist. "What a pretty boy," His fingertips traced Ianto's lean features before he captured his jaw and ravished his mouth. Ianto flapped his arms, struggling against the pass, but he'd loved Jack from afar too long and the man's commanding kiss was too intoxicating. Ianto melted against the other man, his fingers tangling in the sweet smelling leather. Owen could only shake his head "Welcome to creepy town." He muttered through a sigh. Part 2 Gwen and Tosh stepped out of the elevator, and stopped gaping at the two men making out to an audience of one. Owen waved them over, whispering, "Don't suppose you brought the popcorn? No? Too much, huh? "What's going on?" Tosh asked as she drifted to the floor next to Owen, pulling Gwen down beside her. Owen shrugged. "Dunno. Jack jumped Ianto when we came in this morning... Ianto seems to have liked the jumping. They've been necking and petting ever since." He glanced at his watch. "Couple hours." "And you've just been..." "Watching? Yep. They put on a good show, doncha think?" "You really think we should be..?" Tosh waved her hand in the make out couple's direction. "Watching? Hell, I've been oogling and drolling since the beginning." Owen grinned. "They don't seem to mind." Gwen tilted her head, frowning. "Damn, Ianto sure is...supple." She glanced at Owen. "How do you think he got his leg to go that way?" Owen grinned even wider, shrugging. "Creepy town." end part 2 anyone up to the next bit? FEEDBACK is a gift...Share the love -- PEJA The MB Archive http://www.squidge.org/peja/cgi-bin/index.php invites you to expand your reader base by uploading to the site or posing direct submissions to the makebelievearchive at gmail.com Betas register your services on the MB site thru Your Account page. 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URL: http://www.chez-vrolet.net/pipermail/makebelieve/attachments/20081126/f30315b9/attachment.htm From makebelievearchive at gmail.com Thu Nov 27 10:14:29 2008 From: makebelievearchive at gmail.com (makebelieve archive) Date: Thu, 27 Nov 2008 12:14:29 -0600 Subject: [Makebelieve] Wren Fic: Daniel's Stargate 5&6 - Stargate - Jack, Daniel - Gen so far Message-ID: Fandom: Stargate Characters: Jack, Young Daniel Rating: FRT Summary: Jack O'Neill is called back to duty, where he encounters a young brilliant boy Category: Wren fic - anyone can post the next seg Genre: currently Gen, open for change Previous chapters posted to http://www.squidge.org/peja/cgi-bin/viewstory.php?sid=41042&warning=FRC Daniel's Stargate by Teddy & Peja Part 5 by Teddy "Airman, why is this boy up at this hour of the night? Where is Dr Langford?" Jack asked. "Dr Langford has gone home for the night, Sir. Civilians are not allowed to stay overnight without special permission," the Airman told him. "And why didn't she take the boy?" "Because he isn't allowed off the base, Sir." "Who is minding him?" "I don't know, Sir," the Airman replied. Jack crouched down to Daniel's level. "Time for you to be in bed. Do you understand?" Daniel just kept rocking and humming. Suddenly Jack realised he knew the tune. It was something the children sang in parts of the near east. He'd heard it often when he was stationed at different bases. He began singing it quietly in English. Daniel responded but not in English. "Well, now. You are full of surprises." Daniel reached out and touched the patch on Jack's uniform. As he continued singing Jack stood up and held out his hand for Daniel's who stood up as well but didn't take his hand. He followed Jack back to the room he'd been assigned. His bed was roughly made with a stuffed toy in the place where Daniel should have been. Jack pulled back the cover. Daniel hopped in without a fuss. "Lights out," Daniel said, without looking at Jack. He rolled away from him and closed his eyes. "That's right, lights out," Jack responded. Part 6 by PEJA Jack closed the boy's file and leaned back from his desk, pinching the bridge of his nose against the ache that had lodge firmly behind his eyes. The boy...Daniel..had gotten a rotten start. No doubt about it. Seeing his parents killed in a freak accident, crushed by a huge tablet. Then sent to one home after another until he finally landed in the institution that specialized in bad care for the disabled. He'd been cataloged as nonredeemable. Collateral damage, to be housed until he was eighteen then dropped through the cracks. One more of the lost souls wandering the planet with no one and nothing. Being brought here by Langford, while a possible step up, wasn't much better. The boy was government property. No rights. A piece of meat, a thinking machine in a flesh form. Useful only as long as he had the answers the government wanted. How much of what was happening to him did young Daniel actually comprehend, Jack wondered, shuddering. Small wonder the boy was withdrawn. end part 6 Anyone wanna take the next part? Anyone reading? FEEDBACK is a gift...Share the love -- PEJA The MB Archive http://www.squidge.org/peja/cgi-bin/index.php invites you to expand your reader base by uploading to the site or posing direct submissions to the makebelievearchive at gmail.com Betas register your services on the MB site thru Your Account page. 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Improvs are simple to do, just write something that includes the words and character. I've included several improvs for each fandom, so hopefully some of you will feel inspired to write one piece for each of the improvs. Stores can be general, hetero or slash. You can draw in other characters, or create your own. The show - Crusoe CRUSOE: intriguing Bad Blood Hard Sea Bottom Infest FRIDAY: Discreation Pleasant Helping Spoof AUTHORS CHOICE OF CHARACTER Limited Dispatch wisp Accumulate CRUSOE List http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Crusoe_Fantasies *** The Show - Numb3rs DON Zero Hour Fighting the fight Old fashioned Second Guess CHARLIE Winning Creeps Retreat Hazardous COOP No Rest For the Weary block Man Power crumple AUTHOR'S CHOICE OF CHARACTER I got something Send it Press Punish (Punishment) Bomb Embrace NUMB3RS list http://groups.yahoo.com/group/SlashByTheNumb3rs_2 .... The Show - Lipstick Jungle JOE BENNETT Get Naked thunder scribble ring SHANE HEALY Rustic squash score canonballed float(s) WENDY HEALY friends break arrange rouse encourage VICTORY FORD to much nasty girl get down lipstick LIPSTICK JUNGLE http://groups.yahoo.com/group/LipstickJungleFantasies These challenges will be posted to the archive challenge page (go to the challenge page, click the C for Crusoe and there ya go.) So folks can find the stories posted to them easily, link your story to the challenge. to do that, simply load your story in the archive, click "challenge" in the archive toolbar and find the challenge the story was inspred by. click "respond to challenge" and click the title, save and there ya go. 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URL: http://www.chez-vrolet.net/pipermail/makebelieve/attachments/20081129/31ebc259/attachment.htm From makebelievearchive at gmail.com Sat Nov 29 21:17:33 2008 From: makebelievearchive at gmail.com (makebelieve archive) Date: Sat, 29 Nov 2008 23:17:33 -0600 Subject: [Makebelieve] Stargate, stargate Atlantis, Sanctuary, Cold case character improv challenges (and MLs) Message-ID: These Fandom related challenges are aimed at specific characters of specific fandoms. Improvs are simple to do, just write something that includes the words and character. I've included several improvs for each fandom, so hopefully some of you will feel inspired to write one piece for each of the improvs. Stores can be general, hetero or slash. You can draw in other characters, or create your own. The show - Stargate Jack O'Neill emergency intrusion nothingness stack stable Daniel Jackson signal freeze continuity unearthly dip Samantha Carter something fast single famine unbeatable granduer Teal'c Jonas Quinn definitive faulty lemon channel lightness Vala Mal Doran mess dream it joke morality bridge Cameron Mitchell sucks sink time overwhelm twilight George Hammond difficult high-strung prune crown restricted Walter Harriman shock hang on mythical remarkable smart Reverted to child character of your choice outrageous man up under go labor complain STARGATE http://groups.yahoo.com/group/CameronMitchellsStargate http://lists.squidge.org/index.html/info/stargate1angst http://lists.squidge.org/index.html/info/stargate1angst_generalfic http://lists.squidge.org/index.html/info/stargatebdsm http://lists.squidge.org/index.html/info/thruthestargate http://groups.yahoo.com/group/JackONeill_DanielJackson_JonasQuinn http://tv.groups.yahoo.com/group/minigate http://groups.yahoo.com/group/StargateAngst http://groups.yahoo.com/group/StargateClassic http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ThruTheStargate *** The Show - Stargate Atlantis John Sheppard wraith lover standing here contemplate Teyla Emmagan numb rage propel compute Rodney McKay come back to me impossible second work destroy Ronon Dex scowl grim-faced really cold doctrine axe Elizabeth Weir impluse alone impliment want you to know Carson Beckett wash out device obsolute matters I care Radek Zelenka contract move on clone(ing) private Richard Woolsey kinda nice companion caress humble Jennifer Keller cuddle escapade quite a hit raiders Aiden Ford previous untroubled lukewarm reckless Steven Caldwell change(ing) promise honey dust prince of darkness STARGATE ATLANTIS http://community.livejournal.com/sgatlantisfic http://groups.yahoo.com/group/StargateAtlantisFic http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Stargate_Atlantis_Slash *** The show - Sanctuary Helen Magnus terror wonder become moors kind Will Zimmerman light disturb patient devoted curious Ashley Magnus creatures scarey picture the truth is Henry Foss exhausted uncontrollable confusion movements The Big Guy Protect fret draw pet SANCTUARY http://groups.yahoo.com/group/SanctuaryFantasies *** The Show - Cold Case Lilly Rush figure something out understand sweet talk me pin up Scotty Valens queen sexy hot topic safe leave Nick Vera blow hard best ever special studio outline These challenges will be posted to the archive challenge page (go to the challenge page, click the C for Crusoe and there ya go.) So folks can find the stories posted to them easily, link your story to the challenge. to do that, simply load your story in the archive, click "challenge" in the archive toolbar and find the challenge the story was inspred by. click "respond to challenge" and click the title, save and there ya go. Readers, to find the story, simply click ont he challenge icon and it will bring you to the listing of (linked) stories written to the challenge -- PEJA The MB Archive http://www.squidge.org/peja/cgi-bin/index.php invites you to expand your reader base by uploading to the site or posing direct submissions to the makebelievearchive at gmail.com Betas register your services on the MB site thru Your Account page. 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