&. no pen or ink or bindings to break

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( Wiseacre Family Interlude: Cade Irwin, Corrindile Hunter. )

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A/N: Oneshot, once again TOTALLY RP-influenced, this time from an AU that its_game_time and I came up with. Picks up from where this thread (if you choose "Option B" the first time, and also the second time it splits) left off, and takes the aftermath of that situation to one possible (and let's face it, likely the most probable) conclusion.

Summary: Mikado goes to confront Masami’s ex-boyfriend. What he finds, and how the encounter goes, is not at all what he expects.

(Alternately: SHOWDOWN!! THE QUIETLY FEARSOME DRAGON EMPEROR OF THE DOLLARS VS. THE ALWAYS-SMILING FORMER RED PRINCE OF THE YELLOW SCARVES!!)

( Wandelkoning: Zwischenschach. )

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Written for a prompt I found over at dgmkinkmeme forever ago; this fic has been half-done for almost as long, and I only recently found and unearthed and finished it up. I didn’t exactly stick with the prompt because…my strange little mind had ideas of its own where the plot should go, I guess, and while I do love Lavi/Lena, I love Kanda/Lena also, and everything must be angst when love is involved especially when it's Lavi, etc. etc.

So, er. …ENJOY…?


( Lavi, Lenalee, Kanda. 'Writing Her A Happy Ending.' )

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[A/N: ...Man, I did not even mean to write this. I am SUPPOSED to be writing Original Story Stuff, but this idea took over my brain and WOULD NOT BE DENIED, and before I knew it it was 26 pages in Word. True story.]

PROMPT: skating rink
"Peter Parker is at a skating rink for his class field trip. The Avengers are chaperoning- how, why, and who are your choice."

Posted on my AO3 account as well, + a link to both cross-posted in the comments of Round 1 @ marvelkink.

Also GOD DAMN THE POST-SIZE LIMIT. PART II TO FOLLOW SHORTLY.]


( Spidey On Ice (I/II) )

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[A/N: Eh, I decided to split this chapter into two, since I’m done with the first half and haven’t been able to focus on the latter half just yet. Why make y’all wait any longer than I have to? Besides, ending with an unlucky thirteen chapters total amuses me. :3]

Link to this cross-posted in the comments of Round 1 @ norsekink.

( { .XI. } {In Which The Truth Finally Comes Out} )

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A/N: ….Gimme dem +75 points. B] At least 75. Also ARGH THIS IS SO, SO LATE and I had way too much time to brood over it and sort-of over-thought EVERYTHING, as you’ll doubtless be able to tell, and it just rambled on and on and on until I had 22 pages in Word. :| HOPE THIS IS STILL ACCEPTABLE, PHASE. 8[

( Flynn, Yuri. 'Not At All, Or All In All.'  )

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A/N: …This got written because I’ve been watching Wallander, and being exposed to so much of Tom’s beautiful…face, voice, acting, everything, is doing terrible, terrible things to my delicate little fangirl’s heart.

-Not related to the “Growing Pains” series.

-...Yes, of course I had to work some mythology in there somewhere, haha. A reference to one of the better-known and well-loved tales this time. :]

Cross-posted in the comments of Round 2 @ norsekink ...Or will be just as soon as I decide if I want to post it anonymously or not. |Da YEAH I'M GOIN' FOR IT, SHAMELESSNESS FTW

( [Loki, Sif. 'Put It On (& Don't Say A Word)'] )

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A/N: …Man, I really cannot shut up. LONG CHAPTER IS LONG, it was sixteen pages in Word, sob. E-cookies for anyone who a) makes it all the way through this chapter, and b) catches my nod(s) to The Hobbit. |3

Cross-posted in the comments of Round 1 @ norsekink.

( { .VII. } {In Which The Dragon Is Faced And Loki Makes An Important Decision} )

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Summary: Police Inspector Kurt Wallander is struggling to accept having shot and killed another man, even though it was clearly self-defense…so he turns to a colleague whose hands he knows are no more clean than his own.

A/N: Written in response to the events of “Faceless Killers”, with the end of “One Step Behind” kept in mind--this will make little sense to anyone who isn't familiar with the show and what happened at the end of Season 1: Episode 3. It's a ‘missing scene’ of sorts, perhaps. Because I process things through writing, apparently.


[Wallander, Martinsson. ‘Mens Rea.’]
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“How do you do it?”

Magnus Martinsson, busily typing away at his computer, glanced up briefly, but didn’t pause in his typing. “Do what?” he asked after a short pause, his eyes focused on the glowing screen before him once again.

Kurt Wallander just stood there for a second, looking even more rumpled and lost than usual. “I…I dunno,” he sighed, seeming almost ready to drop the subject before he’d even breached it. “Just…live with yourself, I guess. I mean, after…” He cast about the room, looking everywhere but his younger colleague, rubbing his two-day stubble unconsciously. After a moment the rubbing shifted to cover the rest of his face, his eyes in particular; then he dropped his hand to his side and released another heavy breath. “It’s just, I never thought…I never thought I’d take the life of another man. Ever. And now I have to live with that for the rest of my life.”

Martinsson was quiet for a long moment, but his fingers had gone still over the computer’s keys. “Well, in my case,” he said at last, still not looking over at the other man, his voice soft, his words clipped and clearly carefully chosen, “I just think about what would have happened if I hadn’t pulled that trigger.” Now he did look at Wallander, his expression set and grim; but his eyes were steady, if harder than they’d once been, and there was no blame, no guilt there. “I mean…what would I have to live with then?”