This is me

krilymcc @ 2009-11-13T15:11:00

2009-11-13T21:11:06Z

Step One
- Make a post (public, friendslocked, filtered...whatever you're comfortable with) to your LJ. The post should contain your list of 10 holiday wishes. The wishes can be anything at all, from simple and fandom-related ("I'd love a Snape/Hermione icon that's just for me") to medium ("I wish for _____ on DVD") to really big ("All I want for Christmas is a new car/computer/house/TV.") The important thing is, make sure these wishes are things you really, truly want.
- If you wish for real life things (not fics or icons), make sure you include some sort of contact info in your post, whether it's your address or just your email address where Santa (or one of his elves) could get in touch with you.

Step Two
- Surf around your friendslist (or friendsfriends, or just random journals) to see who has posted their list. And now here's the important part:
- If you see a wish you can grant, and it's in your heart to do so, make someone's wish come true. Sometimes someone's trash is another's treasure, and if you have a leather jacket you don't want or a gift certificate you won't use--or even know where you could get someone's dream purebred Basset Hound for free--do it.
You needn't spend money on these wishes unless you want to. The point isn't to put people out, it's to provide everyone a chance to be someone else's holiday elf--to spread the joy. Gifts can be made anonymously or not--it's your call.
There are no rules with this project, no guarantees, and no strings attached. Just...wish, and it might come true. Give, and you might receive. And you'll have the joy of knowing you made someone's holiday special

1. Secret Diary of a Call Girl seasons 1 &/or 2 on DVD

2. A fanvid for one (or more) of my ships/fandoms set to “Remains” from Dollhouse

3. A House/Cuddy fic set during that first week at Michigan State.

4. A Future!Kara/Future!Lee fanvid or fic using the song “Myth of us”

5. Dollhouse fic focusing on/set during the events of Epitaph One (If it could feature one of these relationships that would be great: Topher/Claire, Sierra/Victor (Prya/Tim), Dominic/Adelle, or Topher and Adelle)

6. Wonderfalls on DVD

7. A Sawyer/Juliet Reset-fic/fanvid where they don‘t remember each other.

8. A V fic or fanvid about Father Jack/Erica/Dale. AU if you want.

9. A Baltar/Caprica Earth fic where they’re happy and have a ton of kids.

10. An LJ paid Account

- If you want to send me one of the DVDs that I requested just leave me a message here or e-mail me at Krilymcc@hotmail.com and I’ll let you know my address.

- If you need either of the songs that I mentioned just let me know and I’ll upload it for you.

- I don’t care about the rating on any of the fanfics. G through NC-17 is fine with me.

krilymcc @ 2009-11-02T09:02:00

2009-11-02T15:03:19Z

Title: I wish I knew then what I knew now
Author: Krilymcc
Fandom (Pairing): Mad Men (Roger/Joan)
Spoilers: 3x11
Authors Note: Just file this under the I don’t know what this is category.

It is a fact that in times of great national tragedy people tend to re-examine their lives.

That was the reason why Roger Sterling felt the need to pick up the phone after his daughters wedding and called the redhead who once owned his heart.

Although to be honest, he wanted to call her earlier. He wanted to call her, not his wife, after he heard the news. He wanted to rush to be by her side, to hold her, to stroke her hair while she cried on his shoulder.

He wanted to be with her, he knew that now. He just wished it hadn’t taken something so horrible to make him realize it.

krilymcc @ 2009-10-14T11:38:00

2009-10-14T16:43:11Z

for frozenmolasses

Blake couldn’t figure it out.

Nate was single, Serena was single, why not put the two together? Their characters have a history together; back when the show had first started Nate wanted nothing more to be with Serena. So why not do it now?

She’d gone to the writers, to Josh with this. They just laughed her off, telling her that’s not what the fans wanted.

Right, she laughed at them, Right.

for phelipa

Once upon a time Kate hated Juliet and Juliet hated Kate. But then everything changed. Time began to swirl out of their control and they had to work together, they had to count on each other. And from that came a friendship. And then…more.

It was three weeks into their stay with the Dharma Initiative . They went to the Initiatives weekly potluck dinner where they drank to much (or at least that’s what they claimed).

Afterwards they went back to their house.

“So I may have been wrong about you.” Kate laughed as she flung herself down onto the couch.

“Really?” Juliet asked as she joined her.

“Mmm hmm. You really did want to get off this island. But you stayed,” Kate leaned in and kissed the blonde, slowly, tenderly. And then she pulled away, “and I appreciate that. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

“I’m going to bed. I’ll see you in the morning.”

for kell887

“Kelley, when you said ‘Lets go to the Zoo’ this isn’t what I thought you meant,” Casye whispered as they crouched in the bushes.

“Come on. Aren’t you the one that always saying, ‘Kelley lets go on an adventure!’? ”

“Yeah, but I always thought when I said ‘adventure’ that ‘not illegal’ was always implied.”

Kelley sighed, “Come on, please. Do this for me just once?”

“Fine.” Casye gave in. “But next time I call you and say, ‘Lets drive to Canada’ you’ll agree.”

“Done.”

The girls shook on it and then Kelley stood up, “Penguins here I come!”

“This is not going to go well.”

for timepassedyouby

He wanted to tell himself, “Forget about her. She’s a terminator, you’ll never find her in this world. And besides, you have a real flesh and blood version who wants to be with you. Forget about her. ”

But he couldn’t because he loved her. She was the first girl he ever loved (even if she wasn’t really a girl).

He’d go to hell and back to find her. Shit he already had.

He would die for her, he knew that. No matter how much he tried to lie to himself deep down inside he knew it.
He would find her.

The others should be up tomorrow.

krilymcc @ 2009-09-26T14:07:00

2009-09-26T19:10:52Z

Title: In the dark

Author: Krilymcc

Fandom: LOST

Pairing: Sawyer/Juliet

Authors note: For nuit_belle requested “Lost, Sawyer/Juliet - Anything with the two of them would make me ecstatic. “ for oxoniensis’ fall-free-for-all. This is just a little something I that came to me in the middle of the night when I couldn’t sleep and wouldn’t leave me until I wrote it down.

"Time takes it all, whether you want it to or not. Time takes it all, time bears it away. And in the end there is only darkness. Sometimes we find others in that darkness, and sometime we lose them there again."
(Stephen King, ‘The Green Mile’)

The first night with the Dharma Initiative Juliet couldn’t sleep. She tossed and turned, counted to a million twice, did every relaxation technique she could think of and nothing worked. So finally at a quarter to two she got up, walked outside and sat down on the porch, hoping that the cool air from the beach would make her fall asleep.

It didn’t.

She just sat there looking at the houses, thinking about all the people who had once lived in them, no scratch that, who would live in them. Wondering if the lives that they had, will have, are anything like the lives of the people who lived there now.

Maybe there was someone out there right now who would give anything to see their family one more time.

“Hey Blondie.”

Juliet looked up to see James standing in front of her.

“Hello” she then quickly adds, “LaFleur,” because that’s who he is now, at least until everyone comes back, and she had to get used to that.

“Whatcha doing out here?”

Juliet shrugged, “Couldn’t sleep.”

“Same here. Mind if I sit down next to you?”

“If you want.”

James took a seat beside her, stretched out, and sighed, “Feels weird doesn’t it?”

“What?”

“Just sitting here. Not moving, not running, just sitting.”

“Yeah, it does.”

“Feels nice too.”

“Yeah. It does.”

Juliet yawned.

“Tired?” James asked.

“Finally.”

“I should let you get some sleep then.”

“Probably.”

James stood up, “So I’ll see you in the morning?”

Juliet smiled, “Yeah, I’ll see you in the morning.”

krilymcc @ 2009-09-25T09:37:00

2009-09-25T14:45:01Z

1. I haven't seen Flashforward yet so don't spoil it for me. But I will watch it as soon as I get home. I promise.

2. Fic Time!

Title: Made up my mind to make a new start

Author: Krilymcc

Fandom: Mad Men

Character: Sally, Don

Authors Note: written for penny_lane_42 for oxoniensis’ fall-free-for-all.

The day after her eighteenth birthday while her mother dropped her little brothers off at school Sally Draper packed up her belongings into a few suitcases and boxes and loaded them into the back of her new car. It was time to go.

Now this wasn’t a spur of the moment decision. Far from it.

For the past year and a half she had been saving up her money, making sure that this was really what she wanted to do and finally she knew it was.

She was leaving for the West Coast. San Francisco California. That was where she needed to be now. That was where she belonged.

But first there was someplace she needed to go.

~*~

Sally stood outside her father’s office while his secretary tried to explain to her that he was in a very important meeting, but if she would come back later she’d be sure he’d see her.

Sally just rolled her eyes.

“You’re new here aren‘t you?” she asked.

The secretary looked slightly taken back. “What does that have to do--”

“I’m Sally Draper. Mr. Drapers daughter. Now pick up the phone and tell him that I’m here. He’ll want see me.”

“Mr. Draper, your daughter is here to see you.” The secretary said into the phone. She paused for a moment and looked at Sally. “No, she didn’t say what this is about.” She paused again. “Alright.” She placed the phone back on the cradle, “You can go in. He’ll be here in a moment.”

“Thank you.” Sally smiled and walked into his office.

When she was a little girl her father’s office always looked so big an intimidating to her. Still did. Something’s never change it seems.

“Sally,” Don said walking into the office.

Sally turned around, “Hi Daddy.”

“What are you doing here? Why aren‘t you at school?”

Sally bit her lip. She hadn’t planned this part out. She just assumed she’d automatically know what to say when the moment arrived.

“What is it Sally?” her father asked, “You’re not in some kind of trouble are you?”

She laughed and shook her head, “No, nothing like that.”

“Then what is it?”

Sally sat down on the couch, then motioned for her father to join her.

“You’re really starting to scare me Sal. What ever it is you can tell me.”

“I’m leaving.” She finally said, and then breathed a sigh of relief. That was easier than she thought it would be.

Don stood up and walked over to the bar, “Do you want something?” he asked. Sally nodded her head.

“Now what exactly do you mean ‘leaving?’” He walked back over with a glass of scotch and handed it to her.

“I’m going out West. To California.”

“Are you sure about this?”

“Very.”

“You have a place to live?”

“I’m going to be staying with Dana’s sister and her husband until I find my own place.”

“And a job?”

“No, but I have a bunch of money saved up. Enough to live off of until I find something.”

“A couple thousand dollars. Dad I’ve thought this through.”

“You have. So why are you here?”

“I kind of need a favor.”

Don nodded his head, “I see.”

“Mom doesn’t know about this. She’d freak out if she did.”

“And you need me to calm her down when she does?”

“Yeah.”

Don finished off his drink and sat it down, “You know why she worries don’t you?”

Of course she did. She wasn’t stupid, “She wants me to achieve more than she did.”

“Not that she’d ever admit it.” Don laughed.

Sally took a small sip of her drink, cringing as it burned all the way down.

“So you’re not mad at me?”

Don shook his head, “No. You and I are a lot alike, I‘ve known that since you were a little girl. I always knew something like this could happen one day.”

“Did you ever run away?”

Don flinched at the question, “Let’s save that story for another time. Alright?”

Sally laughed, “Okay.”

~*~

“I want you to call home when you stop for the night and before you leave tomorrow morning. Promise me you‘ll do that.” Don instructed as he walked Sally out to her car.

“I promise daddy.”

“That’s my girl. And if you ever need a place to stay I want you to go to that address I gave you. Just give her my name.”

“I know daddy. We’ve been through this twice already.”

“Third time’s a charm.” Don reached into his pocket and pulled out a wad of cash.

“Daddy--” Sally frowned.

“Don’t. Just because you’re old enough to go out on your own doesn’t mean you’re too old for me to worry about you.” He pressed the money into her hand, “I want you to be carefully okay?”

“Okay.”

Don leaned down and kissed Sally’s head, “You’ll always be my little girl.”

“I know.”

“Drive safe.”

“I will.”

Sally got into the car and started it right up. She took a deep breath and pulled out of the spot and out of the parking lot, taking one last look at her father in the rearview mirror as she headed down the street.

This was it.

Her past was behind her now and all she could see was the future.

3. My Fall-free for all post and Kell887's fall free for all post. And feel free to post a link to yours.

krilymcc @ 2009-09-22T09:35:00

2009-09-22T14:48:02Z

Title: everything was beautiful and nothing hurt.

Author: Krilymcc

Fandom: Mad Men

Pairing: Don/Joan

Summary: Before Roger there was Don.

Authors note: The title is by the great Kurt Vonnegut

Before Roger there was Don.

~*~

She was new to Sterling Cooper, just starting out, and he, well he was Don.

(“Hello.” He smiled at her.

“Hello.” She smiled back.

That was all that it took.)

~*~

They would meet for a drink after work or at a some hotel where they could pretend to be anyone else but who they were.

~*~

But like everything in her life her relationship with Don left her just as quickly as it had arrived.

His wife was having a baby, he had to try to be a different man for the sake of the child. And she understood that.

( “I’m really sorry Joan.” Don told her from beside her on his couch.

She put on a brave face, one that she was so used to by now.

“Don’t be.” She told him, “I knew what I was getting into Don.”)

He gave her one last kiss, holding it for far to long, not wanting it to end. But finally it did, and Joan stood up, straightened her skirt, and proceeded to walk to the door.

She paused for just a second, her hand on the door knob, and then turned around to assured him that she would forget that it had ever happened.

~*~

It did happen though, and try as she might Joan never could not forget that.

The Barney/Robin friending Meme

2009-09-01T16:03:05Z

Name:

Age:

Location:

Favorite Barney/Robin scene so far:

When did you start to feel the B/R love?:

What do you love most about them?:

Favorite Barney/Robin quote:

Fandoms:

Other favorite ships:

Favorite books/movies/music:

Friending status:

Anything else?:

And the obligatory 'Anything else aka. post a gif':

krilymcc @ 2009-08-19T11:41:00

2009-08-19T16:42:26Z

I'm in the mood to read some good fanfics. Any sugestions?

krilymcc @ 2009-08-04T08:35:00

2009-08-04T13:47:03Z

Title: In The Battle Zone
Author: krilymcc
Fandom: LOST/Battlestar Galactica
Characters(Pairings): Juliet, Anders (reference to Kara/Anders)
Spoilers for: BSG-Mini, Resistance, The Farm, Downloaded.
Authors note: Written for demonqueen666 who requested "look to the stars" and alemyrddin who requested crazy crossovers for lostsquee'sLost Luau.

Juliet Burke ran on to the back patio of Delphi Union High and began to dry heave into a bush.

“Ahh, a hot blonde puking in a bush. Brings back some wonderful high school memories.” a male voice said from behind her.

Juliet didn’t have to look up to know who the voice belonged to.

“Frak you Anders.” She told him wiping her mouth with the back of her hand before standing up.

“Water?” he asked holding out a metal canteen.

She took it, whispering a gracious, “Thank you,” at him and then sat down on a bench.

“So, you want to tell me what’s wrong?”

“It’s my fault.” Juliet said with a shrug, her eyes filling with tears.

“It’s not.” Sam said sitting down beside her.

Juliet ran her fingers over the inscription on the bench, In Memoriam (‘How appropriate,’ she thought) trying not to let him see her cry.

“Hey,” Sam put his hand on her face, turning it towards him, “It’s not. A high school science room is not a good substitute for an operating room. And besides, you said it yourself you’re a fertility researcher, not a surgeon.”

“That’s not it,” she said, “I knew him.”

“The man you operated on?” Sam looked confused.

“No, not him.”

That’s when Sam got it, “The Cylon. The one who shot him.” Juliet nodded. “That’s why you went after him wasn’t it? Why you had to make sure he was dead.”

“We used to work together. We tried to find a way for infertile woman to conceive. So the farms? They’re my fault.” Juliet could feel the bile rising in her throat as the words made their way out.

“You didn’t know.”

“Doesn’t matter. I don‘t think Sue-Shaun would have really cared about that little fact. Neither would your girlfriend.”

“Then fight. Keep doing what you’re doing, destroying the Cylons until one day Kara and her friends show up and help us end them for good.”

It was now Juliet’s turn to be confused.

“You don’t really believe that do you?” she asked, “That she’s really coming back for us?”

“Of course I do.”

“Oh Sam,” Juliet sighed standing up, “They‘re not coming back. If they were they‘d be here by now. We’re stuck on this rock, and we’re never getting off.”

And with that she walked back in to the building her head slumped down towards the ground.

krilymcc @ 2009-07-28T08:57:00

2009-07-28T14:37:33Z

Title: Finally whole
Fandom: Lost
Characters: Rachel, Juliet, Sawyer
Authors Note: Written for jenthegypsy who requested anything for the lostluau over at lostsquee . Hope you like it.

Rachel walked down the halls of the hospital until she came to the room that a nurse said was Juliet’s.

Her hand was shaking as she reached up and gently knocked. There was a moment of silence and then a man with a southern twang called out, “Come in.”

She opened the door carefully and took a few steps into the room.

“Hi,” Rachel whispered, tears flowing as she set eyes on her sister for the first time in six years. Her hair was longer, blonder. Her skin had reached the shade of bronze that they had spent the summers of their youth trying to achieve. But Rachel noticed the other things about Juliet too (they were hard to miss): the bruises on her face and arms, the stitches by her hairline.

“Hi,” Juliet whispered and then looked over at the man sitting beside the bed, “Could you—“

“You got it.” He stood up and kissed the top of her head, “I’ll be outside. “

“Are the two of you…” Rachel asked as soon as they were alone.

Juliet shook her head, “No,” She said, but Rachel knew there was more to the story that Juliet wasn’t sharing.

But Rachel knew not to push it so she chuckled and then grew serious and asked, “Jules, what happened to you? Where were you?”

Juliet’s eyes filled with tears and she looked down at her hands.

“Please, don’t.” She whispered, “I can’t tell you. Please.”

Rachel wanted to be angry at her sister. She had been gone for far to long, she had let her own sister think that she was dead, and now she wouldn't even say where she had been.

Rachel nodded her head and sat down on the bed, taking her sister’s hand, “Alright.”

But this was her little sister, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't be mad at her.

krilymcc @ 2009-07-18T09:58:00

2009-07-18T14:59:49Z

Title: All our days are numbered
Author: Krilymcc
Recipient: slash4femme
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers (if applicable): Season 2 finale-Season 3 Finale
Warnings (if applicable): Character Death.
Summary: This is how the world ends.
Authors Note: Forgot to mention that this was beta'd by kell887. Thank you so much for doing this at the last minute.

There are things that drift away

Like our endless numbered days

Iron & Wine, Passing afternoon

Somewhere in China a girl, only seven years old, sneezed. Six hours later she and close to 40,000 others were dead.

This is how the world ends.

~*~

Sam Winchester sat crouched over his laptop while his brother laid down on one of the two beds their small motel room had.

“There’s nothing here Dean,” Sam said looking up from the computer screen.

It had been one month since the virus that World Health Officials had named the HGN4 virus had taken its first victims, and now over two and a half million people had already died, and thousands of others were in the process.

“That can’t be,” Dean sat up, “There has to be something connecting all of these cases. Electrical storms, cow mutilations, something.”

“There’s nothing. I hate to say it but I don’t think there’s anything demonic about this.”

“Can’t be.”

~*~

They spent hours, days, weeks, after that on the internet, going to towns ravaged by the virus, trying to find some connection between the cases. Something, anything that wasn’t reported. But they couldn’t find anything.

“What did I say?” Sam asked with a smirk on his face, obviously trying to bring some kind of humor to this unfunny topic, “There’s nothing demonic about this. It’s just a regular plague.”

“Shut up.” Dean shook his head and continued to drive.

The supernatural, that he could handle. But normal things, things like these? Those scared the hell out of him.

~*~

It’s been six weeks since the virus arrived in the US and today the world’s population had officially drop in half from where it was before the virus appeared.

The news was reporting that because of all that they were running out of places to bury the dead so the government was ordering the bodies of all those who died (whether it was because of the virus or not) along with all of their belongings, were to be burned.

“At least that’s one thing we don’t have to worry about.”

“Dean!” Sam scolded him.

“I’m just saying could you imagine if this virus had some sort of 28 Days Later side effects we don’t know about? Everyone turning to zombies? We’d be shit out of luck.”

Sam opened his mouth to respond, but instead of saying anything he let out a loud sneeze.

“Oh God,” He whispered. For once Dean just sat there, silent.

On the bedside table John’s cell-phone began to ring.

~*~

It was an old hunting buddy on the phone telling them about some honest to God demonic activity in Iowa that needed their attention, which was exactly what boys needed right about now. So they quickly packed up their stuff and hit the open road.

“Dean about earlier,” Sam said as they headed down the long stretch of highway 65.

“Don’t Sam.”

“We need to talk about it. What if I—“

“Don’t!” Dean exclaimed, “It was just dust. That’s why you sneezed. And I’m not surprised, that room was disgusting. And that’s saying something coming from me.”

“What if it wasn’t?”

“You’re not sick and you’re certainly not going to die. Now drop it.”

And Sam did.

~*~

But he was sick. Even before they got to where they were headed Sam began exhibiting other symptoms, and before they could reach a motel he had a fever of 103.

“Dean,” Sam coughed, trying to sit up.

“Don’t try to talk,” Dean whispered blotting his forehead with a wet cloth, just like their mother used to do when he was sick as a child, like he used to do when Sam was young and sick, “You need to save your energy.”

“You should go. Save yourself.”

“Please,” Dean shook his head, “I’m already dead, so you’re stuck with me until--” Dean couldn’t finish the sentence, “You’re stuck with me.”

Sam nodded his head and muttered a quiet, “I’m tired.”

“Get some sleep. I’ll be here when you wake up.”

~*~

Only Sam never did wake up. He died that night, holding on tightly to Dean’s hand. There was no bright light, no chorus of angels to lead him away in the end.

But at least he wasn’t scared. Not like Dean.

~*~

Not to long ago it was Sam at Dean’s side when they burnt their father’s body. Now he didn’t have anyone by his side when he set Sam’s body on fire.

It was just him.

He was alone now.

Everyone he loved was now dead.

First Mom.

And then Dad.

And now Sammy.

He was the only one left.

~*~

He shut down after that, locking himself away in the Impala or Motel rooms.

Bobby, Ellen, even Jo tried to help, tried to get him back in the game, get him hunting again. But that didn’t help, without Sam by his side he didn’t feel like it was worth it. Nothing was worth it without Sam.

“So what you’re just going to sit around here until you die?” Bobby asked.

Dean shrugged.

“Everyone dies Bobby.”

~*~

It had been six months since that first girl died. The population had now dwindled down to only a few thousand people, and the number was dropping quicker and quicker, day by day.

And soon one more person would be gone.

~*~

The bedside clocked turned over from 11:59 to 12:00.

It had been one year since the first time Sam died in Dean’s arms. One year since Dean sold his soul.

It was time.

Dean could hear the hellhounds coming, feel then from miles away. Soon they’d be there, and Dean was ready.

He no longer felt scared.

Death no longer scared him.

Because Hell was nothing compared to the life he was now living.

He could do this now.

He could do this.

Claws began to scratch at the motel room door. They were here.

“Ok doggies,” he whispered into the darkness, “come and get me.”

The door came crashing down to the ground. The hellhounds came rushing in.

And then in only six seconds it was all over.

The end.

krilymcc @ 2009-07-17T08:52:00

2009-07-17T13:53:44Z

So I jumped on the bandwagon and joined twelvecolonies. I'm teamgalactica!

krilymcc @ 2009-07-11T10:51:00

2009-07-11T15:53:22Z

Okay, I need something to do to keep me from being tempted by Torchwood spoilers. So...

You post a "Top Five" topic, list, category, whatever, in my comments section. (examples: "5 Ways Hodgins Could Get Angela Back", or "5 Times Eric Weiss Accidentally Saved the World"). Then, in comments, I'll post the answers to all your Top 5 ideas, according to me. Serious or fun! Then you post this offer in your own journal.

(Shows that I'll write for are here)

krilymcc @ 2009-07-10T10:25:00

2009-07-10T15:27:37Z

Title: Reassure me
Author: Krilymcc
Fandom: Lost
Pairing: Jacob/Juliet
For: toestastegood
Authors Note: Part of something bigger that I've been working on since the finale.

Juliet couldn’t sleep. She kept tossing and turning, her mind racing, her stomach in knots.

“What’s wrong?” Jacob asked turning on the bedside light.

“Nothing.” Juliet shook her head.

“Don’t lie to me Juliet. You’re worried about tomorrow aren’t you?”

He knew her so well. “Tell me again, what’s going to happen?” she asked.

Jacob placed a hand on her bare back and pulled her close to him.

“You’re going to arrive at the airport and buy a ticket for Oceanic flight 815,” he told her, “Half way through the flight the plane will crash.”

This was the part that Juliet didn’t like, “How?”

“Don’t worry about that.”

“Will anyone die?”

“Some,” he rubbed her back, “But if it’s what the island wants who are we to stop it?”

“What happens then?”

“You’ll find a man named Goodwin; he’ll be pretending to be one of the survivors.”

Juliet didn’t know why but she couldn’t help but smile at the name Goodwin.

“You’ll tell him your name, and that Richard is expecting you. That night you’ll be taken with the first batch. Alright?”

“Alright.”

Jacob leaned over and kissed Juliet, “I promise you, everything will be alright.”

kiss drabbles

2009-07-01T23:44:05Z

2. Juliet and Sawyer, kitchen, her teaching him to bake for luminous_lu )

“Just pour all that in to the pan,” Juliet instructed

“This is stupid,” Sawyer told her as he did what she said.

“You need to know how to cook James. You can’t live off of turkey sandwiches for the rest of your life.”

“Sure I can.” Sawyer looked over at Juliet, “Um, Blondie. You got some sauce,” he motioned to a spot on her face.

“Oh,” Juliet tried to wipe it off, but only managed to smear it, “Did I get it?”

“Not even close. Let me help,” He picked up a rag off the counter and gently wiped her face, “All better.”

“Thanks.” Sawyer stood looking at her for a moment. “What?”

Sawyer didn’t say anything he just leaned down and kissed her, quickly, passionately.

Juliet didn‘t know what to say when he pulled away. So she just said, “We should put this in the oven.”

3. Bones/Booth at the lake where they buried Ripley (either at that time or afterwards)? (for phelipa )

(Set after the season finale)

“What was his name?” Booth asked crouching beside the grave.

“Ripley. His name was Ripley.” Bones said sitting beside him.

“You picked a nice spot. It’s beautiful here.”

“Actually, you picked it. Said he deserved a proper burial.”

Booth sighed, “There are so many things that I don’t remember.”

“Don’t worry. You will.”

“You sure?”

Bones leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, “I am.”

4. Hopefully this is ok...if not can I have Desmond/Penny, after Charlie's birth) (for phelipa )
He could not believe it. He couldn’t believe that he played a role in creating something so amazing.

Charlie David Hume, this small defenseless child was his. It was almost enough to take his breath away.

“Pen?” Desmond whispered softly into his wife’s ear.

“Hmm?” She mumbled rolling over to face him.

He leaned down and kissed her, softly, delicately on the lips.

“You were amazing today. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

krilymcc @ 2009-06-30T08:36:00

2009-06-30T13:38:41Z

Title: Is this more than you bargained for yet?
Author: Krilymcc
Fandom: Lost/Battlestar Galactica
Pairing: Kara/Sawyer/Juliet (Brief mentions of Kara/Lee)
Authors Note: For propernice who said she wanted some Sawyer/Juliet smut. Hope this is smutty enough for you.
Also written for the bsg_pornbattle , prompts Dharma Rum & Bored.

It had been storming now for seven day strait. For the last three days the storms had been so bad that all non-essential dharma employees were told to stay indoors.

This was starting to drive Kara Thrace insane.

So when she hit the end of her rope Kara headed next door in search of a little fun.

“Hey,” Kara said as the door opened, “I’m bored.”

“Well,” James LaFleur said leaning against the door frame, “lets see if we can find something to make you un-bored.”

“We?” Kara asked.

As she walked into the house Kara instantly spotted the other person LaFleur was referring to: Juliet Burke. She shouldn’t have been surprised, ever since they showed up with their group of friends Juliet and LaFleur had been inseparable. Always cracking jokes and playing around with one another, it was enough to make Kara think of another inseparable duo. She juts hoped that these twos story didn’t have the same ending.

“Hey Jules,” Kara said with a wave. “The rain driving you crazing too?”

“You guessed it.”

“So we need to find something to keep Starbuck here entertained. Got any ideas?”

Juliet shrugged.

Kara looked around the room, hoping she would see something that would catch her eye and finally she did: a large bottle of Dharma rum sitting on the bookshelf. Oh yes, that would do.

“I have an idea you guys,” she said with a smile, “Who’s up for some shots?”

~*~

The thing Kara always failed to remember when it came to doing shots is that nothing is ever the same afterwards. Sure things may not turn out badly, but they certainly change things.

~*~

So they started out just doing shots, harmless enough right? But then they moved on to a little game called I’ve never.

“I got one,” James said, “I’ve never had a threesome.” Kara laughed a drunken laugh and Juliet just shook her head. “Come on ladies. You’ve got to answer.”

Juliet was the first one to take a shot, which surprised everyone.

“Really?” James asked, his eyebrows shot upward.

Juliet just shrugged, “I did have a life before I met you, you know.”

And they both looked at Kara.

“So?” James asked and Kara did her shot. “Really?”

“I spent a good part of my twenties hanging out with Marines,” Kara told him.

“What about you?” Juliet asked. James didn’t say anything.

“Seriously?” Kara was surprised. “Not even a drunken night in College with your roommate and his girlfriend? Nothing?”

“Nope.”

And that’s when Kara got one of the most genius plans she had ever had.

“Hey Juliet,” Kara leaned over and whispered in her ear, “What do you say?”

“You mean? Really.“ Juliet looked surprised.

“Yeah.” Kara nodded.

“What are you girls talking about over there?” James asked.

Juliet looked over at James and then back at Kara, “You know, this might be the rum talking but I think we should do it.”

Kara started to laugh, “Oh this is going to be so much fun!”

~*~

James didn’t need much convincing, which Kara already knew as soon as Juliet said yes.

~*~

When they made it to the bedroom Kara took off her clothes first, it was her idea after all. And then it was Juliet’s turn, and Kara couldn’t help but notice that James looked much more interested in that than he was in her, and then James, and Juliet couldn’t stop looking at him either.

Kara kissed Juliet first, but she never closed her eyes, she couldn’t bear to miss one jealous look on James’ face.

But James didn’t stay watching for long. He walked up behind Juliet and ever so slowly began to kiss her, shoulder to shoulder, and Kara could feel her whole body shiver.

Kara broke off the kiss and James turned Juliet around so he could look her in the eye.

“Hi,” Juliet whispered.

“Hi,” James whispered back.

She giggled quietly and then kissed his shoulder, up his neck, to his chin, and then his lips. Kara just stood there watching.

James laid Juliet down on the bed and spread her legs. She had a look on her face as if to say, “Is this really happening?”

Now normally Kara would allow herself to be pushed to the side, she’d get right in there. But it’s these two, James and Juliet, and she’s pretty sure that they wouldn’t notice her there anyway. So Kara sits herself down in a chair by the wall and slipped a hand between her legs, while the other hand goes to her breast and just watches them. Hell, just because no one wants to give her a fun time doesn’t mean she can’t give herself a fun time.

James slid his tongue over Juliet’s clit over and over again as she runs her hands through his hair, trying to pull him closer. He finally made her come and the look on her face alone almost made Kara come too. Almost.

“Roll over,” Juliet whispered and James does so. How can he not?

She climbed on top of him, and she looked slightly nervous as she slid herself onto him. James however looked anything but as he watched her rock back and forth, his fingers dug into the back her thighs.

Kara slipped a finger and then another inside herself and she rubbed her other hand over her clit. That’s when she closed her eyes, no longer needing the visual stimulus. She just continued to please herself and listened to the sounds coming from the two on the bed.

And then finally her hips buck as her orgasm hits her.

~*~

Kara wasn’t quiet sure what happened after that. She was so busy focusing on herself and her pleasure that by the time she came down off her high and opened her eyes Juliet and James were done and they were just laying there looking at each other, both wondering “Did that just happen?” (A feeling Kara knew very well.)

She didn’t say anything to them as she left, and none of them ever mentioned what had happened again. But when ever Kara would see Juliet and LaFleur out and about holding hands being a couple in love she couldn’t help but be a little proud of herself and wonder if that’s why the Gods sent her to this island.

krilymcc @ 2009-06-20T11:30:00

2009-06-20T16:33:46Z

1. If there is one person or more on your friends list who makes your world a better place just because they exist and who you would not have met (in real life or not) without the internet, then post this same sentence in your journal.

2. I wrote some Studio 60 fics last night.

Title: A Twitter
Author: Krilymcc
Fandom (Characters): Studio 60 (Matt & Suzanne)

“Suzanne!” Matt called out.

“Yeah?” she asked poking her head in his office.

“I just got an e-mail from Martha O’Dell asking me if my twitter page is real and if it is why I haven’t posted anything.”

“Okay.”

“I don’t have a twitter page.”

Suzanne stayed quiet.

“Suzanne did you make me a twitter page?”

“Yes.” She nodded.

“Why did you do that?”

“Because the whole cast has one and I knew that eventually you’d want one and I thought I’d save some time and make one now.”

“That’s--” Actually that wasn’t a completely stupid idea because he would eventually, probably, get pulled into the trend, and this was something she would do which was why Matt kept her on as his assistant, “Whatever. So what’s my Twame?”

“Twame?” Suzanne raised her eyebrows.

“Twitter name. Isn’t that what you do? You put tw in front of everything?”

“No.”

“I’ll remember that. So what is it?”

“BossSexy.”

“Oh God.” Matt muttered, his head falling into his hands.

“You don’t like it?”

Suzanne smiled at him and Matt could swear that he saw a glimmer of mischievousness in her eyes, “You were the kid in the class who annoyed the teacher weren’t you?” he asked.

Title: 2 AM
Author: Krilymcc
Fandom (characters): Studio 60 (Matt & Suzanne)
Authors Note: This really has no plot whatsoever. Sorry about that.

“Hello?” Suzanne asks picking up her phone on the second ring.

“Are you really watching Gay porn?”

She doesn’t say anything for a moment and then asks, “Matt?”

“That would be me.”

“It’s two in the morning. What are you doing calling me at two in the morning?”

“I couldn’t sleep.”

“Okay. And how did you know I wasn’t asleep?”

“You just tweeted, watching gay porn and drinking tequila with Katie, what fun. So are you really watching Gay porn?”

“Maybe.”

“Fun. What’s going on?”

“Well Hector just showed up to fix Mark’s pipes…”

“Ahh so it’s like that.”

“Yeah.” Suzanne hit pause on the remote and walked into the other room, stepping over her friends passed out body as she did so.

“So that’s the kind of thing that gets you off huh?”

Suzanne shook her head, “Katie just broke up with her boyfriend. It’s something that we--” she stopped suddenly, “Why am I even telling you this?”

“I don’t know,” Matt told her.

“So why are you calling me anyway?”

“I told you I can’t sleep.”

“And you can’t bug Harriet?”

“She’s not here.”

Oh God, Suzanne thought.

“You two didn’t--You didn’t--Are you still together?” she asked.

“Yes. Chill out,” Matt told her, “She decided to stay an extra night with her brother & his family.”

Suzanne let out a deep breath, “Did you try drinking a glass of warm milk to help you get to sleep?”

“Who are you my mother?”

“Did you try it Matt?”

“No.”

“It really works.”

“I don’t even like milk.”

“You still should drink it. You need calcium.”

“I take vitamins. I’m fine.”

“You should drink milk too.”

“If I drink the milk will you stop bugging me about it?”

“Yes.”

“Fine. I’ll make some warm milk and if it doesn’t work I’m calling you back in an hour.”

“What if I’m asleep in an hour?”

“I’m waking you up baby.”

“Okay.” Suzanne smiled, “Sleep tight.”

“You too.”

3. Um you guys? THIS IS THE GREATEST TWITTER MOMENT SINCE YESTERDAY! @JoshMalina wrote: @psychwrites Please write me in as some sort of presence who annoys Gus deeply and repeatedly.about 22 hours ago from web in reply to psychwrites

HOLY SHIT DO I LOVE THAT!!!!!!!

krilymcc @ 2009-06-13T09:13:00

2009-06-13T14:14:38Z

Title: Shower
Author: Krilymcc
Rating: NC-17
Fandom: How I Met Your Mother
Pairing: Barney/Robin
Authors Note: Used the prompt shower from the Porn Battle

Robin turned the water on and waited for it to warm up.

Ah yes, there was nothing better than a nice, relaxing shower.

Well… maybe one thing.

“Morning,” Barney kissed her shoulder.

“Morning to you too.”

“You gonna take a shower?” he asked with a grin on his face.

“Mmhmm.” Robin grinned too, “You want to join me? I’ll let you scrub my back.”

“How can I say no to that?”

They both quickly shed their clothes and dropped them on the floor. And then they stepped into the shower.

Barney couldn’t even wait for Robin to fully get under shower head before he was touching her, his mouth on her breast.

“Holy crap!” Robin gasped as he ran his tongue over her nipple, “You didn’t get enough last night?”

Barney shrugged, looking up at her, “What can I say, you make me want more.”

Had that come from any other guy Robin would have though that was one of the cheesiest lines she had ever heard. But from Barney it was almost, God it was almost romantic.

But she doesn’t have a lot of time to think about that when Barney slides his finger between her legs. She placed a leg on the edge of the tub to make things easier.

“Thank you,” he told her.

“You’re welco---OH!” She exclaimed as he pressed his fingers against her clit.

“Like that?”

She tries to respond but it just came out as a moan.

“I’ll take that as a yes.”

He pressed his fingers harder and began to rub quicker until Robin couldn’t take it anymore and she collapsed into Barney’s arms.

“Now,” he whispered into her shoulder, “what was that you said about scrubbing your back?”

Robin chuckled to herself, “Not so fast,” She said pushing him up against the wall, “Now it’s my turn.”

krilymcc @ 2009-06-13T09:10:00

2009-06-13T14:13:12Z

1. If you want to find me on Facebook here I am: http://www.facebook.com/krilymcc

2. Title: Made to be broken
Author: Krilymcc
Fandom: LOST
Pairing: Penny/Desmond
Authors Note: Kelley wanted a Desmond/Penny fic, how could I say no? Used the prompt waiting from the Porn Battle (although there is no actual sex in this story)

Penny Widmore only had one rule when it came to first dates. No sex. No matter how much she liked the guy she would not sleep with them.

That was her rule, and this guy was making it very hard to follow it.

“So, what do you want to do now?” Desmond asked.

Penny smiled.

Don’t say it, her brain screamed, Remember Penelope, just a couple days ago he was a monk, you have to ease into things.

“You want to go back to my place?” she asked, “It’s only a couple blocks from here.”

Damn you, her brain cursed her.

Desmond smiled.

“Okay.”

“Okay.”

So she broke her rule, but isn’t that what rules were made for?

3. New Trailer for the Time Traveler's Wife! I was kind of worried about the movie because I love the book so much, but seeing this trailer. But seeing how the trailer itself made me cry, I'm pretty sure that I'm going to love the movie.

"I can't stay."
"I know."

krilymcc @ 2009-06-11T13:32:00

2009-06-11T18:40:25Z

Title: how can we ask for more?
Author: Krilymcc
Fandom: Arrested Development
Pairing: George Michael/Maeby
Authors note: Written for oxoniensis Porn Battle, prompt: Divorce. Title comes from Delicate by Damien Rice.

They both knew this day would come sometime. I mean, they had certainly seen enough Oprah’s on the subject to know that teen marriages, especially ones that happen before the bride and groom can even drive, don’t last.

But still they didn’t want it to be here so soon.

“So Bob Lawblah says that we can just come to his office tomorrow and get this whole thing taken care of,” Michael Bluth told his son and not really niece/actual daughter in law.

“Alrighty,” Maeby said drumming her fingers on the table top.

“Okay.” Michael nodded his head.

The front door opened and GOB Bluth’s voice echoed through the house, “Michael! Are you here?”

Michael’s face went white, “I’m not here,” he told the kids, “You haven’t seen me.” He then hurried out the back door.

Maeby turned to her husband, “Do you really want to go through with this?”

“What do you mean?” George Michael asked.

“Getting a divorce. Do you really want to do it?”

“No. I don’t know. Do you?” The words all came out of George Michael’s mouth at once.

“Not really I mean,” she leaned back in her chair, “We kind of have a pretty good thing going on here. I get a tax break, you got to meet Jaime Kennedy, and plus we’re a lot happier than most married couples.”

“So you want to stay married?”

“Sure. Maybe not forever, I’m certainly not going t make you stay married to me if you don’t want to be, but just for a while. I mean why break up a good thing? Right?”

“Right.” George Michael smiled, “But how are we going to tell my dad?”

“We don’t. Let’s just take off and when he finds us gone tomorrow he’ll figure it out.”

“Where will we go?”

Maeby smiled, “I’ve got a place.”

~*~

“This is all yours?” George Michael asked as Maeby let him into a penthouse on the Upper East Side of Manhattan.

“Yours too. Technically. I’m thinking of selling it though, getting a place a little younger, hipper.”

“Okay.”

Maeby took a seat on the couch and tucked her feet under her, “So what do you want to do tonight?” she asked, “Nothing is off limits. The city is our playground.”

George Michael thought for a minute and then asked, “Can we just stay in tonight? Watch a movie or something?”

“Sure. Sure we can do that. Let’s see what’s on.”

~*~

There was nothing on.

They went through every channel that Maeby’s very expensive satellite package had to offer and there was nothing on.

“So what should we do now?” George Michael asked.

It was then that Maeby got a great idea.

“You know what we’ve never done?” She asked turning off the TV, “We’ve never had sex.”

George Michael was not expecting those words to come out of her mouth.

“Excuse me?” he asked.

“Think about it. We’ve been married how long and, sure we’ve gotten pretty far but we’ve never had sex. What’s stopping us? We’re both considered legal adults in the eyes of the law, we’re married. We should do it.”

George Michael was old enough know to know that every idea Maeby has does not turns out well. But at the same time he was 18, he was full of raging hormones, and honestly he was tired of fucking his hand.

So he told her, “Okay.”

“Awesome.” Maeby hopped up, “Let me go change.”

~*~

It took her ten minutes to find something to wear, that was ten minutes longer than George Michael wanted to wait. He was already nervous and with each moment that passed he got even more nervous.

But when Maeby finally came out wearing just a simple green camisole and matching boy shorts, he realized that it was definitely worth the wait.

“Okay,” she told him, her voice shaking ever so slightly, “I’m ready.”

“Me too.” George Michael didn’t sound so sure about it so he tried it again, “Me too.” Better.

Maeby held out her hand, “Come on.”

She took him back to her bedroom, and neither one said a word. They both took a seat on the bed, still not saying anything.

Neither one had ever done this before, and neither one was really sure where to begin.

And then Maeby, being Maeby, decided to take charge of things and started off with a simple kiss. It’s slow and tender at first, but it quickly becomes more and more passionate.

Their breathing gets more erratic with each kiss and finally Maeby had to pull away. But George Michael can’t stop kissing her, his lips on her cheek, her neck, her collar bone.

He stopped kissing her long enough to pull his shirt off, followed by her top and then his lips went back to her skin. She couldn’t help but gasp when his mouth moved between her breasts and for a split second her mind went back to her 16th birthday.

Maeby’s hands went for her husbands pants, she fumbled slightly with the button but she managed to get them off. His underwear was a lot easier.

And then went hers.

“Are you ready?” Maeby asked as her shorts hit the floor, next to his.

He looked down, “I think I’m going to need a little more time.”

“I think I can help speed things up,” she told him, pushing him back on the bed. George Michael’s eyes grow wide as he watched her settled between his legs. She wrapped her lips around his cock, and began to suck, and as she moved her tongue back and forth under his cock he could feel himself grow hard, Well she certainly was right this did speed things up.

“I think I’m ready now,” George Michael whispered, “Yeah, definitely ready.”

She sat up and he leaned down and picked up his jeans from the floor, and then pulled out a condom from his wallet (“Always carry a condom. You never know when you might need it,” Uncle GOB had once told him, the only good advice he had always given.)

“Always the boy scout,” Maeby teased.

George Michael smiled.

“So,” Maeby sat up on her elbows, “We gonna do this or what?”

“Yeah, we’re gonna do this.”

~*~

Afterwards George Michael and Maeby laid together wrapped up in the sheets.

“So, was it everything you thought it would be?” Maeby asked as she ran her fingers through George Michael’s hair.

“Yeah, it was.” George Michael whispered.

“You’re not regretting staying married to me are you?”

George Michael rolled over and looked at his wife, “Never.” He told her and then he kissed her.

“Good to hear,” Maeby smiled, “So you think you’re ready for another go around?”

“Always.”

krilymcc @ 2009-06-10T12:49:00

2009-06-10T17:50:52Z

Title: keep you safe
Author: Krilymcc
Fandom: Dollhouse
Pairing: Sierra/Victor
Rating: PG
Authors note: Written for oxoniensis Porn Battle VIII, prompt Gentle

He didn’t want to hurt her, not like she had been hurt before. So many times before.

It’s okay,” Sierra assured him, running her thumb over his cheek.

“Are you sure?” he asked.

She nodded and took his hand and placed it on her hip.

“I want this,” she whispered in his ear.

He was gentle with her, not liked the other men that had come before him. He focused on her the whole time, making sure that was okay. Even after the act was done he held her in his arms so delicately, afraid that he might break her.

“Are you alright?” he asked.

“Yes,” she told him. But she wouldn’t look at him, and he knew why. He knew that she didn’t want him to see her cry.

So just like he had done before he held her just a little tighter and stroked her hair, silently promising that he’d protect her.

krilymcc @ 2009-06-10T12:49:00

2009-06-10T17:49:59Z

Title: Our sacred place
Author: Krilymcc
Fandom: Big Love
Pairing: Heather/Sarah
Rating: NC-17
Authors note: Written for oxoniensis Porn Battle VIII, prompt Roommates. Also this is AU if you couldn’t tell.

“The baby is finally down,” Sarah sighs as she walks into the bedroom, “I thought she’d never fall asleep.”

“I’ll get her next time,” Heather tells the blonde, pulling back the bed’s large comforter, “Now sit, you look tired.”

“I am.” Sarah lies down on the bed, curing up next to Heather.

It doesn’t take long laying like that for the two to begin kissing. And then Sarah’s pulling off Heather’s baggy AU tee-shirt and Heather’s hand is in the waistband of Sarah’s underwear, trying to get them off.

“Let me,” Sarah whispers. And it only takes a second before she’s dropping them on the floor and Heather’s running a finger against her clit. She bites down on her lip trying to hold back a moan, because the last thing she’d want right now if for Abbey to be woken up, and then at some point Heather adds another finger and both are running in slow circles.

It feels good, really good, but right now it’s not what Sarah wants.

“Heather,” She pants, trying to keep her voice low, “I want you to taste me. Please.” She begs.

Heather takes a deep breath and then nods. She pulls the comforter back even farther and Sarah parts her legs allowing Heather to settle in between them. She runs her mouth over Sarah’s belly, kissing the stretch marks that Sarah hates and she loves, and then against her thigh. Her fingers run along the inside of her thigh, and then her hands are pushing Sarah’s legs back. Her tongue slides against her clit, once, twice, and then again and again in circles.

That’s exactly what Sarah needed.

“Oh yeah,” She whispers a little too loud and she throws a hand over her mouth.

They both are silent for a minute, waiting to hear a cry come from the baby monitor and when that doesn’t happen Heather starts up again, faster this time. And then Heather slides her fingers in, and that’s all it takes to push Sarah to her breaking point. Her hips buck and she gasps into her fist, trying to be quiet but it’s so hard.

And then it’s over. Sarah sinks down onto the bed her body covered in sweat. She smiles, Heather smiles back, they’re both glowing, and Sarah can’t help but notice that she’s feeling better, more relaxed, then she had all day.

krilymcc @ 2009-06-10T12:48:00

2009-06-10T17:48:48Z

Title: LBD
Author: Krilymcc
Fandom: Veronica Marr
Pairing: Veronica/Lilly
Rating: PG-13
Authors note: Written for oxoniensis Porn Battle VIII, prompt Little Black Dress

“Come on out V!” Lilly Kane called out from the other side of the bathroom door.

Slowly Veronica opened the door and poked her head out. “I don’t know Lil; I don’t think it’s really appropriate for a funeral.”

“Let me see. Come on.”

Veronica opened the door all the way and stepped into the room. The dress looked damn good on her, like it was made for her or something, the way it clung to her ass was amazing, it somehow made her look taller, it even managed to make her breasts look bigger. For once in her life Lilly was speechless.

“Wow,” was all she could say.

“Seriously Lilly, I can’t wear this to a funeral for an eighty year old woman.”

“Why not? You look hot.”

“That’s the whole point.”

“Please,” Lilly rolled her eyes, “Didn’t you say that you didn’t even really know this woman? Plus, I mean she’s dead. I don’t think she’ll give a damn about what you’re wearing.”

Veronica looked at herself in the mirror and bit her lip, “I don’t know. Are you sure I look okay?”

“You look better than okay,” Lilly said walking up behind her friend, “Better not let Donut see you in this though. He’d get an instant hard-on the minute you walked into the room.”

“Lilly!” Veronica blushed.

“I’m serious! Look at yourself; you’re like walking masturbation material right now.” She kissed Veronica’s bare shoulder, “I mean I can’t even keep my hands off of you.” She kissed the other shoulder and her hand slid down to the zipper.

“Lilly,” Veronica whispered as the dress hit the floor.

“Yeah?”

“You better lock the door.”

Lilly chuckled, “You always were the smart one.”

krilymcc @ 2009-06-10T12:44:00

2009-06-10T17:47:26Z

Title: lie with my mistakes
Author: Krilymcc
Fandom: Gossip Girl (And what would have been the Spin-Off)
Pairing: Van Der Woodsen/Lily
Rating: R
Authors note: Written for oxoniensis Porn Battle VIII, prompt drunk

It was her eighteenth birthday and she was spending the night alone with Chinese takeout and a twelve pack of wine coolers.

Carol was in Washington, but she had an honest to god film role so Lily certainly didn’t blame her for being gone, this was huge for her career.

Her parents on the other hand, those two she blamed. She as their daughter, and sure they were going through a rough patch but couldn’t they at least have picked up the phone and said, “Hey, happy birthday?” Even Carol was able to do that.

A knock at the door brought her out of her thoughts.

“What?” she asked throwing the door open. Keith Van Der Woodsen was on the other side, “Oh, it’s you.”

“Hello little Lily,” Keith smiled.

Lily rolled her eyes, “Carol told me you’d be stopping by. Come on in and I’ll get your stuff.”

She opened the door wider, allowing him in, and then headed to Carol’s room.

“So looks like your you’ve got a fun night going on here,” Keith called out as he grabbed a wine cooler for himself and opened it, “That bad boy boyfriend of yours gonna be stopping by?”

“No, we broke up.” Lily said rather coldly a she came back with a cardboard box, “Hey that’s mine!”

Keith took a drink and then held it out, “Want it back?”

Lily shook her head.

Now hid this been any other night, this would be the time where Lily would shove the box at Keith and tell him to take her drink and get out. But it was her birthday, and she was tired of being alone.

“You want to stay for a while?” she asked.

~*~

Everything had started out innocently enough. They put Footloose in the VCR, shared her cashew chicken, and finished off the coolers. But then Lily dug out the bottle of Tequila that Carol hid under the sink, the one she thought Lily didn’t know about. And that’s when the mistakes started.

“I think that I am a little drunk,” Lily giggled after she finished yet another shot.

“You want to call it a night?” Keith asked.

“No,” Lily whispered.

“Want another drink?”

“No,” she repeated.

“Then what do you want?”

She bit her lip and titled her head. And then without giving herself time to come to her senses she kissed him, fast and rough.

Now if she were sober she would have immediately pulled back, shook her head and told him that he should leave. Unfortunately she wasn’t.

“I certainly didn’t see that coming,” Keith told her when they broke away.

“Well hold on to your seat ‘cause we’re just getting started.”

~*~

Up until this point in her life Lily had only had sex with three guys, she had never had sex while she was to drunk to think strait, she’d never slept with anyone who had also slept with her sister, and she certainly never had slept with someone who made her feel like she had to rush out afterwards and get tested for every venereal disease known to man.

Isn’t it funny how one moment can change all that?

“I need you to leave know,” Lily told him as she gather up her clothes afterwards.

“Do you really?” Keith asked grabbing her wrist, pulling her down onto his lap, making her drop her clothes back on the floor in the process, “’Cause just a few minutes ago,” his hand slid up her thigh, between her legs, “you made it pretty clear that you wanted me right where I was.”

She pushed him away and stood back up, “I wasn’t thinking clearly then but I am now.” She picked up the cardboard box with his stuff in it, “So here’s your shit. Take it, get dressed and get out.”

“Alright,” He stood up and snatched the box out of her hand. “I’ll leave. But I know girls like you Lily and sooner or later you’ll be coming back for more.”

Lily grimaced at the thought, “Let me put this as simply as possible Van Der Woodsen,” she got up close to his face “I’d rather slit my wrists then have sex with you again. This was a one time mistake. It’ll never happen again.”

Oh if only she knew how wrong she was.

krilymcc @ 2009-06-08T10:29:00

2009-06-08T15:31:22Z

Title: He’ll know
Author: Krilymcc
Fandom: LOST
Pairing: James/Juliet
Spoilers: Up to The Incident pts. 1 & 2
Summary: He wakes up from a dream crying out the name of a woman he doesn’t quiet know yet.

Once again he wakes up from a dream crying out the name of a woman he doesn’t quiet know yet. He doesn't know her because they haven't met.

But when they do meet two years later on an island that has no name, he’ll know her better than he’s ever known anyone.

He’ll know that the first time she saw him she thought he was a jack ass.

He’ll know that he loves that about her.

He’ll know that she enjoys chocolate ice cream only if it has caramel syrup on it.

He’ll know, that she silently cries herself to sleep every night worrying that her sister might not be alive.

He’ll know that she loves it when he kisses the back of her neck just right.

He’ll know what she looks like naked.

He’ll know what a horrible cook she is.

He’ll know what it feels like to not want her to leave.

He’ll know what it feels like when she finally does.

He’ll know what it feels like holding on to her hand, not wanting her to let go, risking his own life just so she won’t.

He’ll know what it feels like when she does.

He’ll know what it’s like to spend three amazing years with her and that he’ll do anything to change things so that they can spend even more together.