Fic: Breaking the Mold 1/3 (Keller/McKay, McKay/Sheppard, R)

Title : Breaking the Mold Author : Santa Recipient : hyperfocused Pairing : McKay/Keller, McKay/Sheppard, ..., except when his fingertips touched the sculpted stone he felt a mild shock pass through him... “Major?” “You’re not planning on stepping down for this, sir?” John sat up straight...“Good night, John.” “Bye, Radek” ( Breaking the Mold - Part 2 of 3 ) ( Breaking the Mold -...

Fic: It Was All a Dream (Viktor/Hermione)

... and wiped away that scrubbed clean feeling she had enjoyed after stepping out of the shower. Hermione grumbled to herself and mumbled a ...twisting feelings. “Hermione!” A voice called out across the great stone plaza. Rats. Bill. Certainly not the first person she’d wanted ...tree. As the intensity of the kiss grew, Hermione felt Viktor mold his body against hers until the bark of the tree nearly ...

The Writing on the Wall - Chapter Thirty

... sucked into the gray area between sleep and reality. Dru was far behind him, a memory cast aside, a stepping stone in the journey which had led him to the place where he now slept. Yet it was where his ... warm eyes, her words that were entirely her own but somehow still fit the mold of the dreams he’d so often entertained. It was almost a dream but...

Companion: Eodor (ch19)

... Eodor. Built of sturdy gray stone, it seemed at first glance as... The walls and floor were stone, though the floor was peppered ... this entire household refused to mold itself to the busy, austere ... fire burned merrily at a stone hearth, where something delicious bubbled ... Adrian to the wood and stone stairway behind the kitchen. “I ... crossed quickly to the doors, stepping into the hallway and nearly ...

Companion: Eodor (ch19)

... Eodor. Built of sturdy gray stone, it seemed at first glance as... The walls and floor were stone, though the floor was peppered ... this entire household refused to mold itself to the busy, austere ... fire burned merrily at a stone hearth, where something delicious bubbled ... Adrian to the wood and stone stairway behind the kitchen. “I ... crossed quickly to the doors, stepping into the hallway and nearly ...

(Star Trek/SPN) Salt of the Earth Pt. 1 for normalhumanbein

... the supple leather, letting it mold to their forms and swing ... swung their doors closed and stepping around the Impala. They fell ... in the city. The great, stone cathedral towered over head, the ... taking special attention to avoid stepping on Nuriel or the imprinted ... of carved wood pews, large stone stands supporting ornate metal basins...hackles rising and the very stone of the cathedral shivered. "No...

.... My Heart’s Ancient Home Our mammoth stone house sometimes seemed older than time itself. ... to mirror the setting sun itself. Pale mold and moss grew in the cracks of the stone and mortar, and gave the house’s ...in its smooth heat like a brunette lizard. Stepping inside only made the place seem older.... the edges of the roof, distorting the stone through their waved surface. It painted a ...

... pad floated on through the mold, unaffected. “What entrance?” Frank dropped ...“Neither.” “Jesus.” Patrick kicked a stone at him, wincing at the ... these doors go?” He asked, stepping closer. The heads ducked. “One ... the wall, stark against the mold. Patrick latched onto it like ... end up here?” He asked, stepping carefully around a puddle. The ... Gabe was sprawled on the stone, lifted up by his elbows....

... pad floated on through the mold, unaffected. “What entrance?” Frank dropped ...“Neither.” “Jesus.” Patrick kicked a stone at him, wincing at the ... these doors go?” He asked, stepping closer. The heads ducked. “One ... the wall, stark against the mold. Patrick latched onto it like ... end up here?” He asked, stepping carefully around a puddle. The ... Gabe was sprawled on the stone, lifted up by his elbows....

... pad floated on through the mold, unaffected. “What entrance?” Frank dropped ...“Neither.” “Jesus.” Patrick kicked a stone at him, wincing at the ... these doors go?” He asked, stepping closer. The heads ducked. “One ... the wall, stark against the mold. Patrick latched onto it like ... end up here?” He asked, stepping carefully around a puddle. The ... Gabe was sprawled on the stone, lifted up by his elbows....