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The Adventures of GOD (parts 1, 2, and 3) by PoiLass and KJ(Kaylee, skaya, etc.), X-Men. Absolutely ridiculous and funny. It's mmm...sacrilicious. Also unfinished and most likely will never be finished. pooh. One particularly fine morning, there was a great and thunderous knock at the mansion's front door. They got great and thunderous knocks all the time, however, so no-one paid a great deal of attention.
"Ah'll get it!" Called Rogue sunnily, and ran down to pull it open. "Oh my God..." she gasped as she laid eyes upon their visitor.
"YES." God (for indeed it was he) said agreeably. "THAT'S RIGHT."
"Wha - how - who - Oh my God."
"YES." He said once again, his VOICE shaking the very foundations of the mansion. "YOU'VE GOT IT EXACTLY RIGHT, WELL DONE. I'VE COME TO JOIN THE X-MEN. NOT THAT I DON'T APPRECIATE YOUR SAVING MY WORLD ALL THE TIME, BUT I'VE DECIDED I SHOULD DO A BIT OF MY OWN DIRTY WORK FOR ONCE. ONLY FAIR. DONT YOU THINK?"
Rogue, not thinking quite straight, slammed the door in his face and ran.
Touching by Maggie, Poison Ivy. This fic is just gorgeous with its rhythm and imagery, the way Ivy sees the world and her place in it. There are children nearby. Tender shoots, like bamboo, like snowdrops, like bean sprouts. The see me. They look at my red hair, wound into a crown with ivy leaves. They look at my clothing, whimsical dress of plaited palm fronds. They look at my bare feet, stained darker green than my skin. And they are curious. Young animals, I remind myself. They are fawns. Rabbit kittens. Foals. Eager to graze.
Perseus, Still by JaneTe, Chamber/Skin. So pretty it makes me ache. It kind of creeps all over you, slowly, until you're just *there* in the story. Love the easiness (no, not like that...well maybe a little like that) between Jono and Ange. God, I miss them. fucking marvel. Tries. It's hard, and he's afraid for Angelo every second of it. Hot, but not enough like burning to make Angelo pull away, and he manages three seconds of semi-solidity against Angelo's mouth before his concentration shatters and he pushes the other boy away. Drops down into a crouch and lays his back against the wall, curls up his knees in front of him and wraps his arms around and stares at Angelo like some frightened animal over the tops of them.
Staggered at the smile on Angelo's cracking lips. At the joy in him when he crouches in front of Jono and reaches out one grey hand.
Palm up, perfect and unharmed.
LotRPS
Geography by Dom by Puddle, BB/DM. Dom looks for home. Lovely and simple with Dom travelling the world and the way each place feels to him and what it means. I picture the ending in my head and it just makes me all warm and fuzzy inside.The Wall had caught Dom and Billy completely off-guard. It was something they would have expected to see at two in the morning while suffering rather severe drunkenness. They found it instead at two in the afternoon while suffering rather severe media coverage. The Wall said, in bright white spray-painted letters: "FACK YOU MAN!"
They laughed so hard that they drunkenly clutched at each other to stay on their feet anyway.
Billy and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day by Puddle, BB/DM. oh, I'd loved this book as a child and it works so well here, with the two of them. Love love love. When Billy wakes up and he finds out he's already five minutes late and he’s run out of toilet paper and his toaster catches fire, he can tell it's going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
The Adventures of GOD (parts 1, 2, and 3) by PoiLass and KJ(Kaylee, skaya, etc.), X-Men. Absolutely ridiculous and funny. It's mmm...sacrilicious. Also unfinished and most likely will never be finished. pooh. One particularly fine morning, there was a great and thunderous knock at the mansion's front door. They got great and thunderous knocks all the time, however, so no-one paid a great deal of attention.
"Ah'll get it!" Called Rogue sunnily, and ran down to pull it open. "Oh my God..." she gasped as she laid eyes upon their visitor.
"YES." God (for indeed it was he) said agreeably. "THAT'S RIGHT."
"Wha - how - who - Oh my God."
"YES." He said once again, his VOICE shaking the very foundations of the mansion. "YOU'VE GOT IT EXACTLY RIGHT, WELL DONE. I'VE COME TO JOIN THE X-MEN. NOT THAT I DON'T APPRECIATE YOUR SAVING MY WORLD ALL THE TIME, BUT I'VE DECIDED I SHOULD DO A BIT OF MY OWN DIRTY WORK FOR ONCE. ONLY FAIR. DONT YOU THINK?"
Rogue, not thinking quite straight, slammed the door in his face and ran.
Touching by Maggie, Poison Ivy. This fic is just gorgeous with its rhythm and imagery, the way Ivy sees the world and her place in it. There are children nearby. Tender shoots, like bamboo, like snowdrops, like bean sprouts. The see me. They look at my red hair, wound into a crown with ivy leaves. They look at my clothing, whimsical dress of plaited palm fronds. They look at my bare feet, stained darker green than my skin. And they are curious. Young animals, I remind myself. They are fawns. Rabbit kittens. Foals. Eager to graze.
Perseus, Still by JaneTe, Chamber/Skin. So pretty it makes me ache. It kind of creeps all over you, slowly, until you're just *there* in the story. Love the easiness (no, not like that...well maybe a little like that) between Jono and Ange. God, I miss them. fucking marvel. Tries. It's hard, and he's afraid for Angelo every second of it. Hot, but not enough like burning to make Angelo pull away, and he manages three seconds of semi-solidity against Angelo's mouth before his concentration shatters and he pushes the other boy away. Drops down into a crouch and lays his back against the wall, curls up his knees in front of him and wraps his arms around and stares at Angelo like some frightened animal over the tops of them.
Staggered at the smile on Angelo's cracking lips. At the joy in him when he crouches in front of Jono and reaches out one grey hand.
Palm up, perfect and unharmed.
LotRPS
Geography by Dom by Puddle, BB/DM. Dom looks for home. Lovely and simple with Dom travelling the world and the way each place feels to him and what it means. I picture the ending in my head and it just makes me all warm and fuzzy inside.The Wall had caught Dom and Billy completely off-guard. It was something they would have expected to see at two in the morning while suffering rather severe drunkenness. They found it instead at two in the afternoon while suffering rather severe media coverage. The Wall said, in bright white spray-painted letters: "FACK YOU MAN!"
They laughed so hard that they drunkenly clutched at each other to stay on their feet anyway.
Billy and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day by Puddle, BB/DM. oh, I'd loved this book as a child and it works so well here, with the two of them. Love love love. When Billy wakes up and he finds out he's already five minutes late and he’s run out of toilet paper and his toaster catches fire, he can tell it's going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.