...I’m stock-still, frozen by the stark realization that the woman who raised me as her own son -- my dear, old Aunt May, who has been nothing short of a mother to me all these years -- could be buried ... sick sense of humor and a God complex? ‘I think your Aunt May’s dead...’ The memory of Rachel Summers’ voice startles me into action. She was off base in her reading -- I know this, the benefit of...

Hi FFR! Many multi fandom rants!

... between dub con and non con. REALLY. I KID YOU NOT. What the fuck does ???con mean?! Oh dear lord, This is me running away from angelfire fic. Gah. Unless you're talking movieverse, you guys do ...? I'm getting confused, and Marvel is confusing enough as it is. Dude. It's AU if Scott Summers meets Bruce Wayne, reviewer. Two different universes, yano? The author knows this, why don't you? Why ...

Time Waltz

... smootchie Disclaimer: I own nothing except dear Meade, and I named the unnamed .... There was no way Buffy Summers could possibly know about Cicely Underwood.... “His name is Schmellings, my dear,” Meade corrected. William entered the parlor,...his true love?” “Wrong way, William dear,” Pendergrass scoffed. “You’re getting cold...but a bloody awful poet, my dear misinformed Miss Winters,” Weatherby said. ...

Fic: The Perfect Life

... Willow's changes. Then you have Giles, who's decided to pack his bags and fly back to dear homeland. Buffy is dead and replaced by the robot that wrecked my only chance of ever being happy again....I found my calling, which apparently isn't teenage Xander's calling. I drag my legs to the Summers' house, holding on to my jacket that covered the top half of my humiliating work uniform. I promised ...

Gift fic for bakemonokun

... in the Physicals, since his telekinetic abilities were fairly decent. It had been one of the hottest summers in Japan’s history, and even Rishiri Island had been abnormally warm, so no one had objected ...with him. A small piece of notepaper was attached to the front, covered in Shige’s handwriting. Dear Murakami-kun, I came across this particular spell when I was at the library the other day ...

Once and Future: (a TeaOli fanfic)Chapters 4-7

... was,” she told him. “In his transmissions he often bemoans the cold winters and humid summers he has endured since he was posted to New York City.” ___________________________________________________________ The Enterprise mess hall ... into a poorly explored sector of the galaxy. It was as if whatever I held most dear had been ripped from my hands. “It was in that moment that I realized that ...

Happy Holidays, ishafel!

... voice of the committee head. Everett would be a man for whom to watch out: one-and-twenty summers were more than enough to see that; it did not take millenia to read the greed, lust ... and leaned close to whisper only a little loudly in James's ear "Lookin' particularly fine tonight, m'dear." His lips were soft in almost-accidental caress, and Methos shivered faintly, sensitized with the long wait ...

Happy Holidays, _chibiko_!

... "But of course, Ælfgifu. You are my dear friend and my Queen. How could I not...her in the end. The Abbey, England, 1015 "Dear Gods, Methos; when I asked you to ... days. He is not yet seen ten summers, poor child. If this is how he ...I may take his head myself; for my dear, sweet Harold should not suffer the torture ...yet?" Harry looked at him sourly. "My dear brother is keeping a low profile," he...

Blood Lust

... an exquisite painting was a beautiful young woman, no older than twenty summers. Her hair was the color of golden silk; her eyes were a...sky blue. Her skin was a soft peach color that spoke of summers spent running under the sun. If Lexxington DeWinter Frost could of lost... Abigail, how could he explain that to his favorite child? His dear sweet Abigail. She had been so upset when she learned what he...

Christmas Comes Early, Chapter 3/4

... only with Willow and Xander. Neither man felt comfortable enough to approach Joyce Summers to make an inquiry from the elder Summers female. They didn’t want to have to find a reason to explain their visit. Each ... doesn’t break when I hug him.” “That’s quite alright, my dear,” Giles wheezed. “Just don’t make me regret this.” “We won’t,”...