[Megamind Fic] Red

Fandom: Megamind
Characters/pairing: Roxanne, Megamind, Megamind/Roxanne
Genre: Romance, fluff, drabble
Word Count: 100
Summary:  Roxanne is surprised to learn that a certain song by The Police isn’t in Megamind’s extensive collection.
A/N: Exactly 100 words jsyk.  Title thanks to ObsidianJade and the inspiration to actually write (and post) a drabble instead of letting it sit in my mind is probably from jackwabbit.  Thanks guys – you’re both awesome.

“You’re missing a song,” Roxanne said, a small frown on her face as she pursued her boyfriend’s iPod.

“Hmm?”

“The Police – you’re missing one of their songs.”

“Oh, you mean Roxanne?  I had to delete it – I couldn’t bear having a song about a prostitute that shares your name on my iPod.”  Megamind shrugged and turned back to his schematics.

“Megamind?”  Roxanne carefully crawled her way across the organised chaos he had spread across the couch between them.

“Hmm?” Megamind murmured, distracted.  Roxanne brushed a light kiss on his cheek and he glanced up, green eyes wide.

“I love you.”

[Sanctuary Fic] Helen’s Heart

Fandom: Sanctuary
Category: John/Helen, Helen/James, angst, romance
Spoilers: 3×08 – For King and Country
Word Count:  ~1300
Rating: PG
Summary: Despite it all, Helen never stopped loving John.
A/N: Thanks is owed to jackwabbit for the beta.  Without her, there would have been some rather… interesting… sentence structures.  Nevertheless, this was written (and posted) under the influence of a dreadful cold and complete exhaustion, so I’m not sure if it is up to my usual standards.


The first time Helen saw John after she shot him came as a complete surprise – none of the other four members of The Five had expected him to show up at the incredibly pompous (even more pompous than The Five themselves in their heyday) Oxford reunion.  After all, Helen, James and Nikola had only agreed to attend at the last moment – and on a whim at that.  Back then, there was still a thrill to be found in the indiscreet stares and whispers from those who were once their peers.  The Five, apart from John, who was somehow charming despite his brute strength and intimidating demeanour, were always outcasts from society.  In their school days, they were all reviled for various and petty reasons and had formed their own elite clique in response.

Now, well over a decade later, they were still a source of fascination and had even inspired the respect and awe they had so coveted in the past.  They basked in it, pleased beyond measure that they were the centre of attention, even if it was only supposition on how they had managed to not age a day since they last set foot in Oxford.

To the other attendees, the surprise of the night was that Montague John Druitt was alive.  They had all read that he had been found drowned in the Thames and some had even attended his funeral.  To his friends, the fact that he had survived Helen’s bullet didn’t come with that much of a shock – while there was a copious amount of blood on the scene, James had determined that none of the blood splatter possessed the right trajectory to have come from John.  Helen, being a physician, had privately double checked James’ conclusions by analysing the blood for the manufactured genetic abnormality that The Five shared.  It had come up clean – there were no traces of John’s blood mixed in with Molly’s.

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[Castle Fic] Advice

Author: Nikki/aethre
Category: Humour, romance, Castle/Beckett established relationship
Word Count: ~1800
Rating: PG
Summary: Alexis asks Beckett for advice on a possible summer job – modelling.  Ryan and Esposito add their two cents and Castle shows up to stir up trouble.


For once, the 12th Precinct was quiet.  The dead heat of summer was pounding on the sidewalks and many of the officers dragging in the latest batch of scumbags had sweat darkening their shirts, but inside the building the A/C was working overtime and the internal temperature floated only a few degrees above room temperature.  The comfortable warmth made the usually alert detectives drowsy, including the normally wired Kate Beckett.  Even the quantities of caffeine Beckett consumed were not enough to counteract the warmth, late nights and the blessed lack of Castle, a combination that had Kate drowsing at her desk.

In fact, Kate had nearly nodded off entirely when she heard Alexis’ voice.  It sounded suspiciously like a cheerful ‘Hi Kate!’ but that couldn’t be right – it was two in the afternoon.  Alexis still had class and, barring a family emergency, Alexis would never skip class.

Kate’s eyes snapped open in realisation and her body tensed, ready to act, and she pinned Alexis with a serious stare.  “What’s wrong, Alexis?”

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[Castle Fic] What Kate Wrote

Author: Nikki/aethre
Category: Romance with a touch of pwp
Rating: R
Word Count: ~2200
Summary: What Kate wrote… and what Rick read.  A spiritual sequel, of sorts, to Fangirl.  [Heat/Rook… and Castle/Beckett by extension]
A/N: While technically a sequel (interquel?) to a previous fic I wrote, it’s not necessary to read it first.  Either order, or just reading one or the other, will be perfectly fine.


Title: Tequila Sunrise
Author: CrumblingSpire
Fandom: Heat novels
Category: Romance
Pairing: Heat/Rook
Rating: R
Summary: Heat, Rook, a boring cocktail party and a convenient coat closet.
Author’s Note: Written at two am with a glass (or three) of wine.  You’ve been warned.

Nikki Heat smirked inwardly as she swept, fashionably late, into Rook’s magazine’s cocktail party.  The formfitting wine red dress, accented in gold, drew looks and the lithe, athletic form it cased kept the gazes on Nikki.  Despite all of the admiring stares, Nikki felt Rook’s eyes on her and she turned to face him with a saucy smile.  Rook’s Adam’s apple bobbed and he absently set his champagne glass on a nearby table.  The air between the two smouldered and the other partygoers unconsciously cleared a direct route to Nikki for Rook.

They stood facing each other, standing just a bit closer than polite society demands, and the tension crackled in the slight space between them.

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