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title: Two Hearts Beat as One
author: echo
rating: 15
fandom: Who/Firefly
disclaimer: Not mine. They belong to Joss Whedon and Russell T Davies.
summary: You wake up in some strange places when you're a traveler.
line: "Waking up in a strange bed was not a good start to the day."
contributor: [livejournal.com profile] bright_weavings

*~*~*

Waking up in a strange bed was not a good start to the day.

Mainly because he could not recall exactly how he had gotten there. Realizing that it was a bed in a space ship that your ship had materialized in was slightly worse. The Doctor wasn't sure how the TARDIS had gotten in the Serenity, but in it was. He was only sticking around a few days to figure out how and why. Captain Reynolds was good enough to let him do so.

That the bed in question just so happened to belong to the crazy girl was a bit worrisome. Captain Reynolds was currently glaring at him from the doorway. He was quite fond of the crazy girl, the ship's captain, and the crazy girl's brother did not seem especially pleased about this odd turn of bedroom events either.

"Right then." The Doctor said as he sat up and bit, thankful he was still fully dressed. "Not sure how I got in here."

"I stole him from his box and carried him here." River offered in a voice full of whimsy.

"River..." Her brother started.

"There are two hearts in him. They beat like one, but slightly off. I laid my head on his chest. Those hearts sung me to sleep." River reached into his jacket pocket and took out the glasses there. She put them on. "I am needed here. The Captain needs help with his one heart. I fly the ship now sometimes too, but if I could go with you, I would. I would keep both your hearts safe."

The Doctor smiled. He liked this slightly off woman. If she could go with him, he'd be tempted to let her. "Perhaps I'll visit then."

"Perhaps you will. Perhaps you'll bring another captain when you do."

He raised a brow. The only captain who came to mind currently was Jack. Now that would really be some fantastic trouble... River and Jack.

Captain Malcolm Reynolds and Doctor Simon Tam exchanged a look.

"I think your sister's found a new best friend."

Simon looked a bit uneasy. Since River had started having friends, said friends tended to be dangerous or bring trouble or both.

*~*~*

title: It
author: echo
rating: 15
fandom: BtVS
disclaimer: Not mine. They belong to Joss Whedon.
summary: Faith ponders it.
line: The post-it note read, "Be back in a few hours - they found it."
contributor: [livejournal.com profile] kiramarie

*~*~*

The post-it note read, "Be back in a few hours - they found it."

Faith scowled. It was quite rare for the Watcher's Council to be totally empty, but it seemed as if it was. She had hollered and no one had responded.

She had the wonder what 'they' though. There were several 'they's that could have found the 'it's they were looking for. She tried to think of what 'it' would clear the whole council house though. Maybe it was the last whore what-cha-ma-hoo-zit that the wizards and such needed to kill old moldy Voldy guy. Or maybe it was that special silver dagger thingy-ma-bob to kill bad wolf Greyback dude. Might have been the missing make you naked laser gun who-dingy that Captain Sexy had lost. Lost, well, had stolen most likely. Then again, who wouldn't want a gun that made people naked? That might come in handy.

She turned when the door opened and several bodies piled in talking animatedly.

"Well?" Faith asked when she spotted Willow.

She sighed loudly. "The Covenant on DVD."

This produced several girlish squees from nearby slayers in training.

Faith just grinned. Willow kept hiding the damned thing, and the girls just kept finding it.

*~*~*

title: So This Is What Lust Smells Like
author: echo
rating: 15
fandom: HP/Torchwood
disclaimer: Not mine.
summary: Some of Owen's pheromone spray victims might not have been as unfamiliar as we thought.
line: There were trousers on the ceiling fan, knickers on the floor, and a red dress hanging limply from the corner of the closet door.
contributor: [livejournal.com profile] tthjinni

*~*~*

There were trousers on the ceiling fan, knickers on the floor, and a red dress hanging limply from the corner of the closet door. Hmmm, that had a bit of a rhythm to it. Damn. He was so hung over that he was rhyming. Bloody hell.

Draco blinked and rubbed his eyes. A body snuggled into his side. He couldn't recall. Damn that fellow with his odd spray. Draco knew it had something to do with that. The second after that bloke had sprayed it, he'd become awfully attractive. Before that Draco had been thinking how much like a monkey the fellow looked in the face.

He'd seen... oh bloody everlasting hell... he'd seen the littlest Weasley slinking off with... Owen, was it? Well, he'd call him Owen for this whole thought process. He'd seen the lovely Miss Ginny Weasley slinking off with this Owen muggle. Draco had went to say something when he got whammied. Had to be some sort of pheromone potion or something. This is what comes of being a good guy. He should have just let Potter's little fiancé sneak off with the freaky muggle. No, no, Draco Malfoy has to become overcome with uncharacteristic nobility and play knight. This is what he gets. Some sort of lust dousing.

And not only had Owen of the chimp face become irresistible, so had Freckles Weasley. Shagged and Merlin knows what else by the fiancé of his rival and a damned muggle. Draco groaned. He was so screwed, no pun intended. He decided he hoped Ginny was the body snuggled against his. Yes, definitely the lesser of the two evils.

A horrified feminine gasp let him know it was, in fact, her. A quick glance around showed Draco that Owen had ducked out before his victims awoke, and lucky for him. If that fellow was still about, Draco might have had to hex said fellow's balls right on off.

Draco looked down at Ginny and was struck by the fact that she looked lovely hung over and horrified first thing in the morning.

"Well. " Draco said in a more cheerful tone than was called for. "This certainly complicates things, doesn't it?"

*~*~*

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