Title: Day Four - 6:43:21 <Missing Scene>
Author: morphinelovexx
Pairing/Characters: Jack/Tony
Rating: PG for suggestive slash and my tactical bullshitting.
Word count: 415
Summary: Jack made a split second decision, and knew that there was only one person he could trust to do what needed to be done without hesitation, one way or another.
Disclaimer: If I were the owner, this would've at least been a deleted scene.
Notes: I think it's alright to admit that I'm absolutely TERRIFIED to post this because it's my first delve into 24 fanfiction, but my beta napalmiris assures me it's absolutely golden. She cleaned it up and pistol whipped me until I agreed to post it, so if you've got issues with my little ficlet, I'd suggest you take it up with her. :D That being said, I think I got the characters pretty on the level, so I hope everyone enjoys. Also, a quick request, if you do review, please don't mention anything beyond season four because I'm still behind. I'm starting season five tomorrow and I'm attempting to avoid most spoilers. Thenks!

( <Missing Scene> )

Title: Inamorato
Author: morphinelovexx 
Pairing/Characters: Hints of Stephen/Bloom
Rating: PG-13 for language and hinted incest and hinted pedophilia and angst and sap and me being a romantic. And it's in first person.
Word count: 378 (a ficlet by standards, but it gets the message across)
Summary: Stephen has always had a reason. Always.
Disclaimer: I am not Rian Johnson, even if I wish I was him.
Notes: I can't believe I did this. Seriously, I think someone should lynch me for doing it! Please! Also, napalmiris made me. So lynch her, too. Epic massive ugly Godawful spoilers, too. So if you haven't seen the film yet, I'd suggest avoiding this fic(ish). Otherwise, go hogwild.


( Inamorato - n. A man with whom one is in love or has an intimate relationship. )

Title: Dress it Up With the Trappings of Love
Author:
Pairing/Characters: Bones/Chekov
Rating: Hard R in places, PG in others
Fandom: Star Trek: XI
Word count: 1,790
Summary: A 50sentences project brought to you by the Goo Goo Dolls, Pepsi, and Mme. X's Godawful amazing imagination.
Disclaimer: Stop reminding me that I didn't have anything to do with the creation of this wonderful franchise. I also don't own the Goo Goo Dolls, Pepsi, or Mme. X's Godawful amazing imagination.
Notes: napalmiris is currently holding me hostage in her basement, and demanded I write her something, so I opted for the simplest rout and do 50sentences. Yeah, I get cocky. -sniffles- Rightfully so in this case, I do believe. Let me know what you think, yeah? The title is from, as you probably guessed, a Goo Goo Dolls song called 'I'll Be'. Also, I don't write Pavel's accent unless it serves me. Which means he says 'inwented' somewhere in here.

( I'll hang from your lips instead of the gallows )

Title: Parallel Oblivion
Author: </a></b></a>morphinelovexx
Pairing/Characters: Acosta/Bill, Messner/Hollis
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Smokin' Aces
Word count: 1,542
Summary: Law of Oblivion: To forget the past transgression of any person.
Notes: I'm pretty sure when I wrote this I didn't plan on posting it anywhere. Of course, napalmiris is counterproductive to my health and detrimental to my freedom, so I did it! :D Plus, the SA comm totally needs some vamping. If I write something conductive I'll post that, but uh, for now, live with and love this. 

( Pasquale Acosta goes missing from the hospital two days after being admitted, as expected. )

LOL Shame? What the hell is that?


Title: Impact
Fandom: Star Trek: Reboot
Pairing: Leonard 'Bones' McCoy / James T. Kirk
Word Count: 1,224
Disclaimer: Star Trek: Reboot and the ST franchise is NOT MINE, I'm just a humble trekkie playing in the sandbox.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Super agnst, character death, Jim's thickheadedness
Author's Notes: I wrote this because I'm an awful person first of all, and because I've been skulking around st_xi_kink  in the shadows of anonymity for a while now and figured it was time to come out of hiding. Of course, two other people claimed the same prompt, so we're having some fun now. -grins- The prompt was: Bones/Kirk - Five Times Bones Saved Kirk's Life, and One Time He Didn't.  It's unedited, but it should be okay because I've gone over it a few times.

( Impact )

I have got to be the most horrible person on the face of the planet, writing R-rated fic for this movie. Please, kill me. Kill me now. I'm going to hell anyway, just do it.



Title: The Truth in Lighters and Liars
Fandom: The Locusts
Pairing: Clay Hewitt/Joseph "Flyboy" Potts
Word Count: 864
Disclaimer: I don't even wish I owned this movie, it's awful. I love it, but Jesus man. I also don't own Jeremy Davies or Vince Vaughn, but you'd know if I did. Promise. The ending would've been better, dammit! -weeps-
Rating: R
Warnings: Hard core fluff, a bit of agnst, and me being romantic-which deserves it's own warning in and of itself.
Author's Notes: So this is what I do when I'm in Creative Writing class. :D Yesterday I finished my work for the quarter, so I just have to show up in class and basically sit on my hands right now. In lieu of doing something, I dunno, PRODUCTIVE for another class, I decided to write Locusts slash! I'm...an awful, awful person. Anyway, it literally doesn't exist anywhere else, not even a fic, the closest I came to it was a drabble done by morlockiness</lj>  (it's awesome even if it isn't slash, you should totally read it). This is unbetaed, but I believe I'm good. Either way, enjoy the show.

 

( Clay lit a cigarette and looked down at Flyboy... )

Title: Aftermath
Author: morphinelovexx
Pairing/Characters: Acosta/Bill
Rating: PG
Fandom: Smokin' Aces
Word count: 622
Summary: Two people shouldn't meet up like this, unless they're destined to.
Notes: napalmiris and I watched Smokin' Aces last night and were like, "Nestor Carbonell and Matthew Fox...so would've fucked had Matthew survived." So we decided, thanks to the radio communication that got Nestor/Acosta shot up in the elevator, that Matthew/Bill did survive and they met at the hospital. If napalmiris keeps twisting my arm like you know she will, this just might turn into an epic that'll end somewhere in NC-17 cheap hotel porn. And hey, maybe I'll even post that part. :D Anyway, enough rambling, here's the fucking fic for your viewing pleasure. By the by, this is un'betaed, so any mistakes are my own. Try to ignore them.


( Bill sucked the end of the cigarette like it held the meaning of life )

Title: Always
Author: morphinelovexx
Pairing/Characters: Benjamin Linus/Jack Shephard
Rating/Category: hard PG-13
Spoilers: To and through 5x01/02
Word count: 676
Summary: Always is in your eyes, and always is you and I, for always. Always. 
Notes: I am such a low class whore. Okay, so I was quite out of my mind this entire month, and I was paying absolutely no attention to what was going on in the comms. I missed the lostsquee</lj> fic battle by only a fucking BILLION miles, but figured that I'd snag a prompt and write something anyway. Just to kickstart my brain. I took 'Ben/Jack, it's our island' since there was a sad lack of the pairing during the actual battle. :( I hope you enjoy it, and please ignore the fact that the speculation in this fic is just the optimist in me shining through. It's all I can do sometimes. My beta, as always, was napalmiris</lj> who I was seriously afraid was going to keel over when I told her I actually finished something. Title and summary are taken from the song Always by Dope.

 

( Ben looks at Jack. )

Title: Shotgun Ontology
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 2,432
Plot: Ontology - n. A branch of metaphysics concerned with the nature and relationships of being. The Narrator explores his life while bleeding out in the middle of his personal war zone, ignoring the bullets in his body to think back on the man who lead him to where he is now. He recounts the beginning, the middle, and the end in a series of important events between him and his partner, Ben.
Warnings: Nothing too wild, some violence, disturbing themes.
Feedback: I'm pretty sure I'm shockingly amature compared to a lot of people on here, but I'm extraordinarily proud of this and I'd be elated if someone would like to give me a bit of constructive criticism so I can make it better.
Notes: This was originally written for a Creative Writing class I'm in as my first assignment. I couldn't believe this came from me at about eight in the morning, but it's my first draft and I'm disgustingly proud of it for that. I hope you enjoy this, because it's the first original piece I've posted to LiveJournal.

 

( Shotgun Ontology )

 

 

 

For those of you who didn't follow the transition, I'm a LOST fan now. Yup. I've joined the dark side. And thank God, because they have Michael Emerson. As far as small favors go, that was about a ten. On a scale of five.

( LOL jeez I rant alot )

Hey there kids, time for more fun ranting with Madame X! Oh the things we'll be covering this time after nearly four months of no blogging:


My social life and how I've detached from it, celebrity heart break and how I fell in love with a traitor, The Dark Knight (will be chuck full of spoilers-THIS IS YOUR WARNING) and why Christopher Nolan is my new God, my bitchification-Ash's reaction and my current squeezes, the death of 'ol faithful and my new friend Jarvis,  and finally my excitement at being top side of the legal system.

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Another six-week wait to see what's going on. God I'm a twat.

Shit I'll be going over this blog/journal:
My language hasn't improved(the twat exclusive), Hot Fuzz/Shaun of the Dead, American Gangster the novelization and I read too much everything, Prison Break will KILL YOUR ASS, my ex and why I like him, Torchwood and OTPs, and why I'm straight on the road to hell because of fairy tales.

( Ojsus )

Well, it's been a few days since my last entry. My relationship fell to peices, but then again, it was glued with Elmers in the first place. I'm obsessed with dreaming latly, apparently, because I've had several weird ones in a row, all involving someone being pregnant or getting married. Lets all just get on our knees and beg whatever powers that be that they're just dreams.

School has been relitivly plesent, supprisingly enough. I've already started flirting with another guy(Shame on me and all that) and I've been hauling in manga like there's no tomorrow. English is still my favorite class, and I'm making straight hundreds. Just wait, that'll fall. I got a 3+ on my practice writing exam, which is one point below exemption on the finals, so lets have a victory dance, shall we?

That's about all I have to say for today. I probably won't be around a while longer, I've been kicked off the computer for studying and cleaning and the like. It's a big long mess, I won't bore anyone with it. Until the morrow.

Hey there! I'm kinda new to this whole LJ thing, but hey, everyone had one, so I figured I might as well gt one too. I just wanted to post a journal right now, so I didn't look so bare. I know that there are some really bad spelling errors, but I let my mom on the computer again, so somehow, in her grace, she's managed to make the keys stick, so even when I do hit them, sometimes they don't go down. -growls- Parents. They don't know technology that well, do they?

( Misinformation )