Such a Bitter Form of Refuge
~1700 words :: Psyren :: Hiryuu/Tatsuo :: 12/25/09
Tatsuo may not need someone to protect him anymore, but Hiryuu is willing to be whatever he needs.
fanfiction by kyuuketsukirui
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~1700 words :: Psyren :: Hiryuu/Tatsuo :: 12/25/09
Tatsuo may not need someone to protect him anymore, but Hiryuu is willing to be whatever he needs.
~1100 words :: Leverage :: Alec/Eliot/Parker :: 12/25/09
Alec’s really not sure how this all happened, but he could get used to it.
~3200 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: John/Rodney :: 9/12/09
It has been three weeks. Rodney marks another line on the wall. These ones are in red, a clean break to mark the days without John.
~1700 words :: Harry Potter :: Ginny/Luna, Ginny/Harry :: 7/12/09
It’s not the life she wants, but it’s the only one she can imagine having. (Note: This is a remix of Isis’s Just Like Flying written for Remix…Redux VII.)
100 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: John/Rodney :: 6/24/09
“That was…” Rodney reaches out and plucks at her garter. “This is really hot.”
200 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: John/Rodney :: 6/24/09
The thing they both keep wondering is where did it go so wrong?
400 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: John/Rodney :: 6/20/09
The boys huddle around Rodney’s desk the next day at lunch, admiring the well-worn Playboy Rodney managed to find in his dad’s closet, and Rodney tries to ignore the sinking feeling in his stomach when John says, “Man, I’d give a million dollars to fuck her.”
200 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: John/Rodney :: 6/20/09
Rodney’s always just Rodney at first: snarky and bossy and full of complaints. John fucks him through it.
100 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: John/Rodney :: 6/20/09
It’s hard to believe he’s not even half John’s age.
100 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: John/Rodney :: 6/20/09
Rodney hopes John is impressed by his technique, because he’s been practicing on bananas for months.
~1400 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: Rodney/Teyla :: 5/18/09
“Spread your legs,” she says, kissing the back of his neck. The hair tickles her nostrils and she rubs her nose against his neck to get rid of the itch. “Assume the position.”