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[Supernatural] Adam Milligan

Fandom: Supernatural
Character: Adam Milligan
set of themes: September 7 - The Lion King
Prompt: 05. Circle
Rating: PG13
Warning: Spoiler until the end of the fifth season
DISCLAIMER: Adam Milligan and Supernatural belong to Kripke, the CW and right holders, not with this script I gain nothing.


No way out.

Where their worm never dies and the fire is not quenched.
-Mark 9:48 -

Adam would not have been able to describe the place where he was.
had an inkling that it was hell, or at least that's the vague memories suggested that bounced in the mind.
There was something that eluded him, something is wrong. That
wasteland where she was in was wrong.
Paradise.
He was in heaven, that I remembered.
But he was not there, heaven was quite another thing.
A stab of pain pierced his head as he tried to understand.
confused Footage of impossible images began to flow before your eyes.
tells of two brothers, his brothers.
spoke of a struggle between angels and demons.
reported in humans with powerful Archangels and ruler of the underworld.
tell of missing fathers.
apocalypse, the end of the world, selfishness and arrogance of creatures that were supposed to protect the human race, not hate and take it destruction.
with a lost, with variety, with lost and never returned.
of a boy who found himself catapulted into a world not yet so its part of him, and had paid the price to hell, literally speaking.
Adam had died because of the monsters, had been revived by other monsters masquerading as angels and died again in a supernatural struggle that had nothing to do with him, what had been alive. It was found involuntary actor of a war not their own, a victim of the cursed blood of Winchester.
Michael had met with Lucifer long before the human race saw the light, had defeated and banished to the underworld. Now he found himself again face to face with the rebellious brother, both locked in by humans themselves were brothers.
was like being trapped in an endless spiral, a circle of infinity, making the trace said history has the nasty habit of repeating itself, true in its most literal sense.
It mattered little that they had to pay for all this the wrong people.

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[Doctor Who] Nightmare of a war

Title: Nightmare of a war
Fandom: Doctor Who
Beta: n_atreides , maddythevampire
Characters: Tenth Doctor (The Duplicate), Rose Tyler, a new character, Doctor
Set of Eight themes: 10 - Mulan
Prompt: 07. War
Rating: PG
Genre: angst, melancholy
Warnings: one-shot, Pete's World, spoiler! "The End of Time"
Summary: "Fire, fire and destruction.
Around him he saw nothing but terror, fear and death.
Gallifrey was rising and with it the Lords of Time. "
Word count: 2414
Notes: Second ranked the 1st FanFiction Challenge issued in Torchwho Forum.
Disclaimer: The story is based on facts and characters created and owned by the BBC and whoever holds the rights. History is not written for profit, but only for my pure delight.

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[Slam Dunk] rug

Fandom: Slam Dunk

Torque: Kaede Rukawa / Hanamichi Sakuragi

set of issues: September 6- Aladdin

Prompt: 03. Carpet

Rating: NC-17

Genre: erotic lemon

Disclaimer: The characters are not mine , all rights reserved to the master Inoue, the story is not written for profit.

Notes: yaoi

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The sound of broken glass is shattered in the air followed by a burst of drunken laughter.
"Whawhawha, Hanamichi, you're still the same old goofy!" Amused chuckles Mitsui draining the last sip of beer from the bottle, the tenth of the evening.
"Yeah, Hana ... look what you've done!" Echoed Miyagi apposggiandosi the shoulder of the guard and kicking a piece of glass.
"Doah ... the carpet of my mother!" Complains the Rossini Rukawa watching with folded arms, and Sakuragi, on his knees, carefully collect the broken glass.
"You fools! It's your fault, you pushed me Mitsui! "Complains the number ten grimly watching his teammates who continue to laugh.
The boy with the scar raises his hands in surrender, holding the neck of the bottle with two fingers: "Oh no, I did not do anything! It is you who are drunk and you do not stand up! "Sfotte the backing and greeting the host.
"Thanks for the evening, Ru, but I have to go now" pretending, giving the boy a pat on the shoulder, followed by the small point guard.
"Take care, Hanamichi, place all right!" Guard derides still red mumbles something unspeakable to his address.
Rukawa accompanying companions at the door and then back into the living room: Hanamichi is still on the ground, leaning on the table, but this time with a damp sponge in hand try to send away the plot of the dark stain fabric of beer. The
Moretti Hanamichi comes to him and apologizes: "Sorry, fox ... I do not know if it goes away. We send it to the laundry, I promise that I will repay, but it was not my fault, I swear! "Says regretted.
starts to rise, but the body of the comrade who stands against her would prevent that. The breast Rukawa Hanamichi joins the broad back of the voice of Moretto's come to a whisper: "Doah, are you trying to seduce me?" Application hoarse, surround the life with his arms, forcing the boy to remain in the property position.
Hanamichi time soon his head and smiled maliciously: "Should I?"
Rukawa leans to kiss his cheek, with light touches of lips sliding up to his neck open back with his hands al'orlo mesh, parade with a fast arm movement.
"Just as the answer?" Whispers in the ear of the still dark red.
Hanamichi reclined his head back to receive a kiss: "Finally they left, I'd had enough!" She says, pushing back the seat by matching their bodies.
Rukawa gives off a soft moan of pleasure when the partner's firm buttocks touching his groin.
"Oh-oh, we have a craving Vulpecula, nh?" Teases him by moving the seat, rubbing the companion.
Rukawa rises slightly, just enough time to take off his shirt, before bringing their bodies back in touch: the hard nipples in Kaede touch the arched back of Hanamichi, making him shiver.
"The monkey is not made better, nh?" Rukawa picks it up with moving lips on the spine by filing endless kisses on them and moving your hands in loose jeans, sneak over the barriers of what it takes to touch him intimately.
tend Hanamichi and moans of pleasure, bowing his head and opening the mouth to moan all her pleasure.
Rukawa satisfied with one hand caressing his skin hot and the other takes care of putting off the sweat pants that still wears: the lowers from the side, repeating the same movements with those of Hanamichi.
Red moans softly, bringing back an arm to caress his head arrears, forcing him to leaned toward him to kiss with passion.
opens his eyes and grabs her hand free to Rukawa, moistening her fingers, wetting thoroughly with your saliva.
Rukawa observes the movements of the red tongue that darts in his deft clear phalanges and pushes the pelvis forward by Comrade feel the excitement. Hanamichi stiffens her back and the blood flows fast in his lower abdomen, in the grip of Rukawa decided that the movements and strong strokes. The first
dark sticks a finger between their bodies, looking for intimacy hidden between his buttocks and began to prepare the body of his companion: one, two, three fingers while pushing the body of Hanamichi that moves back and forth, rubbing knees against the rough texture of the carpet, further stimulus to his well-being.
The fingers are intertwined with the stitches when Rukawa penetrates deeply with a snapping motion of the hips, making him scream.
breath, Hanamichi tries to regain regular breathing, feeling the lips of the lover at the base of the back and go back to the other: the shoulders, shoulder blades, feeling the warm tongue sliding on his sweaty skin.
time to get used to the strong presence within himself and Hanamichi kick off a movement of rhythm and also decided.
Rukawa it follows the will, by increasing the grip on her sex, increasing the depth of the pushes himself and reaching for the accompanying partner to orgasm. Slowly
Rukawa, Hanamichi feeling self-conscious once again takes off from his body, sitting behind him and pulling it between her legs, surrounding in a warm embrace.
Hanamichi holed his head between his neck and shoulder, inhaling the fragrance of the companion.
"Are you okay?" Then asks the dark, stroking his hair.
Hanamichi comes out of his hiding place and looked at him with shining eyes: "Yes, well ... it was great!"
Kaede smiled, lovingly stroking his cheek before touching his lips with his own.
Hanamichi turns his gaze to the spot of beer and turn up their noses, "Your mother will kill me!" Think sad, but Rukawa kisses his cheek to reassure him.
"Do not worry, is a gift from my grandmother, waiting for just the right excuse to get rid of it without offending my father, "confessed the other, lying back on the carpet and taking upon himself the companion.

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BIRTHDAY NIKI!

Sacchettini Niki Greetings!
\u0026lt;3 \u0026lt;3 \u0026lt;3
Ah, our pouch puccia is growing and becoming a woman ... It seems only yesterday that it has started producing bags for business, and fantasize about Bobby and Moci Vahly * wipes a tear *
do not know if the bags full of vomit you arrived at your destination or if you have them sent back to the Damn Deangirl, but those were only an advance. I accept the delay, I finished to scan and fix everything that it was past midnight, and when I'm writing to have gone sixteen hours and ten minutes from the end of your birthday. I plead for clemency, the limit can be deemed non-birthday gift? A special thanks goes to




arial86


(whose puccioregalo of contention is
here, thank you for giving me an evening of discussion on the use of commas, damn xD) for having suggested the ' idea of the image, without her I came in really artistic crisis xD And thank you, Niki, for the moments of fangirlaggine, for koalizzamenti and the Ruzzo and chats. I I wish you a year full of happiness and romp, that the power of mocho be with you!



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[Slam Dunk] Do you trust me?

Fandom: Slam Dunk

Torque: Kaede Rukawa / Hanamichi Sakuragi

set of issues: September 6- Aladdin

Prompt: 02. Do you trust me?

Rating: PG

Genre: Missing Moment (Chapter 31 of the manga)

Disclaimer: The characters are not mine, all rights reserved to the master Inoue, the story is not written for profit.

Do you trust me?

It was only twenty seconds after the game and Shohoku was trailing by a point against the Sannoh. From that encounter
depended the fate of the championship.
The team was exhausted and psychologically tested, opponents do not give up: the bones were really hard.
Hanamichi had recently been allowed to enter again in the field, but for those who work with the entire team, could not take the lead for a few seconds.
Akagi, after passing the ball to Rukawa had placed in him all his hopes, although the number eleven was closely monitored by two opponents blocked every move that leaves no room for action. Yet the small forward would
groped, confident in its abilities.
After the jump, however, had surrounded the two of Sannoh: all seemed lost.
Hanamichi had driven the field to quiet the area under the basket, looking down from the dark fight contending the ball, looking for a solution quickly.
That was the time to decide without hesitation and when he noticed his teammate Rukawa waiting, hands ready to fire, he remembered.

"Rukawa, wait ..."
they had already returned to the field and the small forward Hanamichi had stopped before it came out the dressing room. He turned
are looking forward, in silence and Sakuragi, looking straight into my eyes, seriously why the boy had seen him, told him: "Do you trust me?"
The fox did not reply, remained firm to study, to one another, then he turned his back to reach others.

That was the moment of give him his answer. Automatically
had moved his arms and finding a hole in the defense of Sannoh, Rukawa had passed the ball to number ten beating all expectations of the opponent.
The ball was firmly in the palms and Hanamichi with elegance and ease, make a little jump, precisely, at the end of the last second, leaving the audience in suspense until the whistle: he scored the point of victory.
Between the roar of shouts and the momentary euphoria of stands still image of the players on the field, the two arch-rivals were looking around, walking toward each another.
It was a moment, and their palms had clashed giving himself five.

"You see, baka kitsune!" She whispered Hanamichi.

'Thank you for believing in me.'

"Doah"

'Bravo, Hanamichi!'