Title: Darken
Fandom: Brimstone
Rating: NC-17; Slash and Het
Date: May 2004
Summary: He's had nightmares since the night that he found out who Ash was.
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He's afraid of her, horrified by her... and yet still drawn to her, and in the real world that was what moved Zeke to do what he did next--not the fear, for all that she held that knife far too close to his face, to his eyes, and not the horror, but the fact that despite all that he had learned some part of him still wanted her.

But in the dream, he doesn't throw her off of him, doesn't scramble to his feet to stand pointing a gun he can't seem to fire. In the dream, he lays there, sucking in deep breath after deep breath, underneath her, and isn't surprised at all when, as the knife moves away from his face, she leans down, very slowly, to kiss him.

Title: It's Not the End of the World, After All
Fandom: Brimstone
Rating: PG-13 (Language)
Date: June 2004
Summary: In which the world goes to hell, but not literally, the Devil wears a Dr. Seuss shirt, and Zeke discovers his spirit animal.
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"Is this the Apocalypse?"

A faint snort came from beside him. "What, in the four horsemen, seven seals, raining fire sense? Well, actually, the latter is happening here and there, but otherwise... no. Not remotely."

Zeke blinked and gave the ceiling a skeptical look; he figured the Devil would see it anyway. "You sure about that? Because it looks a lot like the end of the world from where I'm sitting."

"Technically you're not sitting, though, you're lying."

"...does it matter?"

"The Devil is in the details, Ezekiel," Lucifer said, sounding positively chipper.

Title: Dubious Nutritional Value
Fandom: Brimstone
Rating: NC-17; Slash
Date: August 2004
Summary: A light and fluffy tale of sex, snacks, and rock'n'roll.
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There was a certain twinkling edge to the Devil's smile. "I approve of birthdays--do you have any idea how many people feel absolutely rotten on them? In fact, I like all the holidays, except Halloween. And the way things are going that's going to turn up dreadful soon too. Besides, I'm just buying you the CD, not the player; that will have to come out of your own funds." He stared meaningfully at the Cheetos. "So stop wasting them!"

Zeke rolled his eyes. "Yes, your supreme evilness," he said, grabbing the bag and moving past the Devil into the living room. "Whatever you say, oh prince of darkness. Anything to make you happy, supreme tempter of men, seducer of innocents, and... I don't know where exactly I'm going with that next."

The Devil followed him with narrowed eyes. "You're mocking me."

Zeke gave him a sunny smile as he put his beer on the coffee table and dropped down to the couch. "Whatever would give you that idea?"

Title: Tomorrow
Fandom: Brimstone (Lyric Wheel Story)
Rating: R; Slash
Date: September 2004
Summary: "So what am I so afraid of?"
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Thing is... I think I know that answer. I think.... I woke up with this feeling a long, long time ago, but I didn't know how to deal with it, so I just... I decided to hide it from myself, to go beyond never talking about it to never thinking about it. Just moved on, tried to keep going as things were, and probably made things worse. Because if I'd confronted it early on, when it was just that nebulous feeling, it wouldn't have gotten so deep under my skin, and I wouldn't be laying around and 3 AM the night before I finally reach my long awaited goal, trying to figure out why I can't... why I don't seem to want this as much as I should.

Title: Two Meme Ficlets
Fandom: Brimstone
Rating: PG-13
Date: October 2004
Summary: Two short, rough pieces written for a 'first lines' meme going around.
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Title: Always the Possessor
Fandom: Brimstone/Sandman
Rating: Mild R; Het and Slash implied
Date: November 2004
Summary: "Desire is everything you have ever wanted. Whoever you are. Whatever you are. Everything." --Neil Gaiman, Sandman: Season of Mists
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The Devil understands want; he has lived with it, incited it, for more years now than most humans can imagine. He knows the emotion quite well, but Desire itself always somehow surprises him in the strength of the attraction, instantaneous and absolute. To see him or her is to love him or her, and the Devil knows this, but he cannot help thinking that there should be different rules for a being such as him, different rules for one who helped in the forming of Creation itself.

Desire shifts a fraction, and pale skin briefly flashes out from the plunging v-neck of its black pinstriped suit jacket. He catches his breath despite himself, despite the relative tameness of such a provocation, and Desire gives yet another knife-sharp smile; it's a wonder that he's not bleeding.

The rules, he realized long ago, would seem to be the same all over.

Title: Two Daddies
Fandom: Brimstone
Rating: PG-13ish; Slash implied.
Date: December 2004
Summary: In which Zeke reacts to some news.
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"I can start throwing pans, you know," he pointed out, eyeing the distance to the kitchen.

"Nonsense," Lucifer said, finally getting control of himself and sitting up. "You don't even own a kettle, much less a skillet."

"And whose fault is that?"

"Well it's certainly not mine. If you have a strange yearning for kitchen implements you can save up like everyone else."

"'Save up?' On thirty-six twenty-seven a day? What am I supposed to save, the twenty-seven cents?"

Title: Closested
Fandom: Nero Wolfe (Yuletide Story)
Rating: Mild R; Slash
Date: December 2004
Summary: Sooner or later, while doing an illegal search, you're going to get into trouble.
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While this was undoubtedly preferable to being in police custody or trying to escape out of a too-small sixth-story window, the longer I leaned back against the closet's rear wall, trying to ignore the sounds coming from beyond the closed closet doors, the more attractive the window was starting to seem. I wasn't sure I was grateful or not that the light in the bedroom was too low to properly leak through the door slats. On one hand, it might have been nice to see enough to try and take my mind off what I was hearing, but on the other hand, it also hid the look my face from Saul, and the look on Saul's from me. This was good, because Saul's expression, when he chooses it to be, can be surprisingly eloquent for a man who plays poker as well as he does, and while with everything else on their minds at that moment the couple on the bed might not notice the occasional small sound from our shifting around, even under those circumstances ignoring suppressed laughter coming from the direction of your closet was probably too much to ask.

Title: Nativity
Fandom: Dogma/Brimstone (Yuletide Story)
Rating: PG-13 (Language)
Date: December 2004
Summary: Eight and a half months after the end of Dogma, and there's no room at the Inn.
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The Metatron ran into Lucifer in Aisle Eight--Snacks, Cookies and Fruit Juices. The Serpent of the Abyss was wearing a dark gray pin-striped suit and had just stolen a packet of Oreos, if 'stolen' was the right word for taking them off the shelf and casually breaking them open with the sense of entitlement only the very rich and the very evil seemed to have--though one condition often seemed to indicate the other. It wasn't really surprising to find him there, in the specific sense of in that section, since the Devil's sweet tooth was something of a known fact both Above and Below. However, given the other circumstances in play, it was surprising indeed to find him there the larger sense of in that particular store, or maybe even on Earth entirely, and the Metatron couldn't decide if it was a bad sign or simply meant He was Up to Something. Again.

Title: Trivial Pursuits
Fandom: House
Rating: NC-17; Slash
Date: February 2005
Summary: Because relationships are all about asking those important questions.
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"I just... don't want to enter into a relationship without a level playing field," he finally said as they approached the elevator, aware how weak that came out.

House gave him a look. "Oh please. That's not true. Your first wife was a preschool teacher, your second wife was a waitress, which was how you met, and Julie was a secretary."

"Personal assistant."

"Personal assistant is the term secretaries use when they want to feel better about themselves. Besides, how is that really any more close to things being 'level'? You don't care about an equal partnership, you just want the unevenness to be in your favor. You don't want to be the girl." House paused and pushed the button on the elevator. "For what it's worth, I think you're wrong."

"Oh, well, that's hardly new."

Title: Balances
Fandom: House
Rating: NC-17; Slash
Date: May 2005
Summary: In which Wilson has a bad day, House helps make it better, French Maid outfits are not actually worn, innocent scotch is abused, handcuffs are not actually purchased, Julie has a new haircut, House is not actually getting fat, a phone is destroyed, and Wilson sacrifices a tie to a good cause.
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"Well, I suppose this calls for some sort of suitably supportive response," he said musingly. "I'd take you out to dinner, except you don't look like you'd enjoy being around people any more than I do for a change, and if I tried to hold your hand while you cried it would just be awkward and you'd probably hit me anyway." The look Wilson shot him was unreadable. "Real men commiserate over their woes with beer and sports, only I'd prefer not to lose consciousness any sooner than I have to tonight, and besides, we've only got repeat games to watch and you suck at darts and pool."

"But I'm good at golf and Pictionary," Wilson pointed out, pushing off the sideboard and crossing over to the middle of the room, a few feet in front of the couch.

"Pictionary isn't a sport," House objected, swinging his legs off of the couch and sitting up into a more normal position, tossing the game out of the way on a table. The cushions tried to shift on him the way they did on everybody, but he had years of experience and compensated automatically.

"It is the way you play it."

Title: Intellectual Properties
Fandom: House
Rating: PG-13; Slash
Date: May 2005
Summary: House has a fit of possessiveness. Wilson copes.
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So it didn't bug House that he found himself mid-morning with nothing at all to do except play video games, even if he'd beaten all of his more complex ones and was stuck playing Tetris for the billionth time this year alone. Luckily, he was an intelligent and inventive man, and had just about succeeded in getting the little geometric shapes to stack into the form of a sideways 'HELP'--he'd rejected other obvious four-letter words as juvenile, and thus best saved for occasions when Cuddy might be peering over his shoulder--when a much better kind of entertainment, in the form of Wilson, appeared in his doorway. Unfortunately, this meant he had to pause just short of getting the shape of the 'P' right, and since he was on Level 8, breaking his concentration now probably meant he'd have to start over again. Fortunately, Wilson was worth it.

Or usually worth it; today he looked considerably more annoyed than he typically did, and House suspected they might have to go through some actual intensive conversation to get to the witty banter. Plus, he didn't look nearly strained or furtive enough to have finally caved on his self-imposed 'no fooling around at work' rule, which House usually endorsed. He would have been perfectly happy to break form every now and then, though, even if doing so would severely increase their chances of getting caught, and therefore revealing that after his last divorce, Doctor James Wilson hadn't just given up on dating but on women altogether.

Title: Defensive Strategies
Fandom: House
Rating: R; Slash
Date: May 2005
Summary: In which Wilson has a problem, House has a cunning plan, girls hunt in packs, chocolate cake has unexpected dangers, furniture is unintentionally ordered, several conversations occur, and dinner is repeatedly served. Starring House, Wilson, House & Wilson's Issues, Cuddy, an Original Female Character, and the Original Female Character's Breasts. Trust me, they deserve the separate billing.
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There was probably some parallel universe where it ended there, just another slightly odd event in a more than slightly odd friendship, and Wilson eventually got over his latest divorce and got back into dating and maybe eventually ended up with yet another wife, House went on with his life as well, and they just stayed friends. That was probably, actually, the easier universe, if not necessarily the better one, though sometimes Wilson wondered.

In this universe, which was the one that mattered to Wilson anyway, it didn't go that way, and didn't end there, because two weeks later, in a different bar and grill, they ran into the girl with the attack breasts again.

Title: Five Days a Week
Fandom: House
Rating: PG-13; Slash
Date: June 2005
Summary: Five ways in which the Duckings didn't find out about House and Wilson.
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"Well," House began, sounding oddly casual, "the Mets are losing, insurance rates are up, interest rates are down, the stock market is holding stable, and oh yeah, Wilson and I are sleeping together now."

Chase's chair slammed back onto all four legs with an audible crash. Foreman, who had just started to take a sip of coffee, narrowly avoided a spit-take. And Wilson briefly covered his face with his hands as he contemplated ways of getting revenge for this, some of which might actually be quite fun.

When he took his hands away, Foreman was staring at him, which made Wilson flush, House was smirking, Chase was staring at House with huge eyes and a vaguely betrayed expression, and Cameron had finally looked up from her paperwork.

"You mean you weren't already?" she asked, eyes widening very slightly in disbelief.

Title: Foundations
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: PG-15 & OMGWTFBBQ
Date: December 2005
Summary: In which the trio is not in trouble, Ron is still behind on his reading, and Dumbledore is not JRR Tolkien.
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(Double-Drabble)

Title: Something Wombat This Way Comes
Fandom: Digger/House
Rating: PG
Date: December 2005
Summary: "So now here they were, contemplating an impossible tunnel in the conference room floor while an impossible creature traumatized House's staff, and House looked happier than he had in days."
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(Ficlet)

Title: Time and Caring as a Relative Function of the Cafeteria Lunchline
Fandom: House
Rating: PG
Date: December 2005
Summary: Grammar matters.
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(Ficlet)

Title: The One with the Goat
Fandom: Boostle (DCU)
Rating: PG-13
Date: January 2006
Summary: Things are never quite perfect when you're a superhero, but sometimes they can turn out pretty damn good. Even with teeth marks.
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(Ficlet)