For all you shatter is our seeming, And in breaking we are free

No idea what it's from. Just a thing that popped up for a prompt on comment_fic, for the prompt: Tread softly for you tread upon my dreams

Sleeping, Seeping

"All this," the man said softly. Kneeling in the ashes of a scorched earth. "All this, brother, just to rob me of my dreams?"

"Your dreams made you weak," the other answered. Cold and pitiless, his blank gaze falling over a shattered landscape without so much as a flicker of remorse. "There were none among us who did not see it, brother. They had slipped inside you. Poisoned you with foreign thoughts. Made you long for ..." A twist, emotion. Contempt. "For gentle things. For all their soft poisons." A lift of one lip. "You must see that. You must know what they did to you."

The kneeling figure shook his head, face twisted in a grieving mask. "You had no right," he whispered, soft and desperate. "You had no right. This was my dream, brother! They gave it to me, and it was mine. This was ... this was my dream."

His companion stared down at him. One fist knotting, a hard, cold clench of pain, as he looked down at the crumpled form beside him, and what remained of the brother he had once known. On his face, too, there was something close to grief.

"Your dreams were poison," he said, very softly, as he turned to leave. "Sooner or later, they would have killed you. They were poisonous dreams, my brother."

"... Yes," the dreamer whispered, to the fading echo of his footsteps, his hands digging softly among the ashes. "Yes, brother. But they were mine."

It is often said, you see, that the antidote to all poisons ... is a poison itself.

Another fic for sfa_pornbattle. And this time, I think I actually managed the porn part of the equation -_-; Sort of, anyway.

Title: Teeth and Bullets
Rating: R
Fandom: Sanctuary
Characters/Pairings: Kate Freelander/Nikola Tesla
Summary: They don't apologise
Wordcount: 811
Prompt: Kate/Nikola, no apologies
Warnings: Erm. Me and porn. Possibly not a good mix -_-; Also, my first Kate fic
Disclaimer: Not mine, for safety's sake

Tiny, cracky little thing of indeterminate continuity, though after Running Games. A scene that's been in my head for this verse for a while, actually. For morganoconner , who's having a bad day.

Title:  Bigger
Rating:  PG
Fandoms:  SPN, Norse myth
Verse:  Weregild verse
Characters/Pairings:  Crowley (SPN), Castiel, Fenrir, Bobby, hounds.
Summary:  I think mine is bigger ...
Wordcount:  275
Disclaimer:  Not mine.

First, family fun. I had the most fabulous, rip-roaring argument with my father and sister last night. Seriously. Hair-tearing, homocide-threatening, maddeningly illogical, with the occasional smattering of violence, but not a hand lifted or a word spoken with malice. We watched '12 Angry Men', and a beautiful debate over who was the most important character bloomed out of it. *grin* Me vs my father, with my sister cutting in once in a while from the sidelines.

Who won? Well, I like to think I was Henry Fonda to my father's Lee J. Cobb, but unlike that worthy gentleman, my father has yet to admit that his argument was illogical, hairbrained, and just plain wrong. Hmpf!

*grin*

Second, though. I can't write for toffee at the minute. Fic, that is. I remember asking for images, before, for me to write ficlets on. I was hoping I could do that again, or something close. Maybe music? If people could give me a link to a piece of music, and I could write them a little comment fic inspired by it? That would work.

So. Give me a piece of music, and I'll try to write you a comment-fic. *smiles* Here's hoping.

My DBZ muses are suddenly up and running. Strange. They've rarely been before. But here's a kind of horrible little Vegeta fic, anyway. And my eyes are a bit scratchy, so please forgive the numerous spelling and grammatical errors found within. I'll fix them after I sleep.

Title: Stand
Rating: PG-13, maybe higher, for violence.
Characters: Goku, Vegeta. Not paired (unless you squint real hard)
Disclaimer: Who the hell owns DBZ, anyway? Not me.
Summary: Goku wants to know why Vegeta fights the way he does. So the dragon shows him.
Warnings: uh, a little savage.

Tiny fic-thing that's been lurking on my hard-drive for ages. Figured it couldn't hurt to throw it up.

Title: Safety
Fandom: DCAU
Pairing: kinda Hawkgirl/Batman
Rating: PG. Maybe even G.
Disclaimer: No own, no sue.
Summary: one moment of safety by accident, one sought after.
Spoilers: unless you know it already, not really.

After the start of first season of JLU, this is Flash sending an instructive message to all newcomers to Watchtower.