tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-08-16:437755Mirabella's ficMirabella's ficMirabella's fic2013-10-02T22:17:29Ztag:dreamwidth.org,2009-08-16:437755:20112mirabellaThe Monsters are Due on Maple Street, Casey/Zeke, PG-13.2013-10-02T22:16:57Z2013-10-02T22:17:29Zpublic6Posted by: <span lj:user='mirabella' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/'><b>mirabella</b></a></span><br /><br />'Tis the season for scary fic, yay! I may even dig up the vampire!hobbit fic, if I can unearth it (ha).<br /><br /><b>Title:</b> The Monsters are Due on Maple Street<br /><b>Fandom:</b> The Faculty, Casey/Zeke, PG.<br /><b>Summary:</b> Zeke wants answers. He might not like them when he gets them. <br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/20112.html#cutid1">It's no surprise that Casey has been a bit... odd, since.</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=mirabellafic&ditemid=20112" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-08-16:437755:19848mirabellamirabellafic @ 2013-09-29T19:44:002013-09-30T00:40:34Z2013-09-30T00:40:34Zpublic27Posted by: <span lj:user='mirabella' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/'><b>mirabella</b></a></span><br /><br /><b>Title:</b> Harry Potter and the Inconvenient Condition<br /><b>Fandom:</b> Harry Potter, Harry/Draco, R.<br /><b>Summary:</b> Harry comes back from vacation with an inconvenient case of vampirism and must learn to cope with blood, Malfoy, and recalcitrant secretaries. And if that doesn't tell you everything about the plot you need to know, you haven't read enough badfic.<br /><b>Warnings:</b> Relatively mild bloodplay, as close as I'm ever likely to get to consent issues.<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/19848.html#cutid1">The smell of rain wrapped around Harry, smotheringly thick, as soon as he stumbled out of the pub.</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=mirabellafic&ditemid=19848" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-08-16:437755:19296mirabellaSuccessive Approximations, Supernatural, Sam/Dean, G.2013-05-21T00:08:36Z2013-05-21T00:08:36Zpublic0Posted by: <span lj:user='mirabella' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/'><b>mirabella</b></a></span><br /><br />Title: Successive Approximations (Ten drabbles: Wincest)<br />Fandom: <i>Supernatural</i>, Sam/Dean, PG. Okay, I guess you could read it as gen, but it is Wincest because I say so.<br />Summary: Gonna be a long road home. Sam and Dean, S1.<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/19296.html#cutid1">Successive Approximations (Ten drabbles: Wincest)</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=mirabellafic&ditemid=19296" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-08-16:437755:19184mirabellaUntitled Domestic!Antichrist fic, Supernatural, Sam/Dean, PG.2013-05-21T00:06:28Z2013-05-21T00:09:09Zpublic0Posted by: <span lj:user='mirabella' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/'><b>mirabella</b></a></span><br /><br /><b>Title:</b> Untitled Domestic!Antichrist fic.<br /><b>Pairing:</b> Sam/Dean, Supernatural, PG.<br /><b>Summary:</b> Apparently the fact that Sammy is ruling in Hell doesn't mean Dean can tap all the succubi he wants. Whatever, it was an honest mistake.<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/19184.html#cutid1">Dean still thinks Sam is overreacting.</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=mirabellafic&ditemid=19184" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-08-16:437755:18879mirabellaRashomon, Hikaru no Go, gen(ish), G.2013-04-17T01:02:15Z2013-04-17T01:02:15Zpublic3Posted by: <span lj:user='mirabella' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/'><b>mirabella</b></a></span><br /><br /><b>Title:</b> Rashomon<br /><b>Fandom:</b> Hikaru no Go, gen, G.<br /><b>Summary:</b> Ochi doesn't want many things, really. But what he wants, he intends to have.<br /><b>A/N:</b> I'm not sure I made this clear before, but all the dialogue in this fic is out of the manga scanlation. It was sort of an exercise in writing-around.<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/18879.html#cutid1">The night before Ochi Kosuke registers for the pro exams, he dreams that he is an emperor, ruling from a wide and open hall full of sakura blossoms and the singing of nightingale floors...</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=mirabellafic&ditemid=18879" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-08-16:437755:18548mirabellamirabellafic @ 2013-04-16T20:49:002013-04-17T00:50:26Z2013-04-17T00:50:26Zpublic7Posted by: <span lj:user='mirabella' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/'><b>mirabella</b></a></span><br /><br />Well, I apologize, or something. Trying to track down all my fics and put them over here has proved to be a pain in the ass of utterly defeating proportions. I can't even find The Art of New Games on the Wayback Machine, Christ only knows where Rashomon is, and I don't even want to contemplate trying to find my Faculty fics.<br /><br />Well, it's the internet. Everything is ephemeral, except when it's not.<br /><br /><br /><b>Title:</b> And I Am in Arcadia<br /><b>Fandom:</b> Hikaru no Go, more or less Shindou/Touya, PG-13<br /><b>Summary:</b> When you look into the abyss, the abyss also looks into you.<br /><b>Warnings:</b> Seriously, seriously AU.<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/18548.html#cutid1">This phone hasn't rung in almost a year. Somewhere in the back of his head Touya had started letting himself hope that it never would again, and the sound strikes his stomach now like the first step of a very long fall.</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=mirabellafic&ditemid=18548" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-08-16:437755:18385mirabellaThe Emperor's Hangman, Chronicles of Narnia, Peter/Susan, G.2013-02-03T02:17:37Z2013-02-03T02:17:37Zpublic0Posted by: <span lj:user='mirabella' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/'><b>mirabella</b></a></span><br /><br />More zombie fic shifting.<br /><br />Title: The Emperor's Hangman<br />Fandom: Chronicles of Narnia, Peter/Susan, G.<br />Summary: Even the White Witch served a purpose.<br />Author notes: This is wildly AU for books and movies both. <br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/18385.html#cutid1">In the beginning, there was a magic deeper than the White Witch knew.</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=mirabellafic&ditemid=18385" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-08-16:437755:17958mirabellaThe Lubberkin Dancing, HP, Ginny/Tom, PG2013-02-01T23:32:35Z2013-02-01T23:32:35Zpublic2Posted by: <span lj:user='mirabella' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/'><b>mirabella</b></a></span><br /><br />Title: The Lubberkin Dancing<br />Rating: PG<br />Pairing: Ginny/Tom<br />Summary: Ginny is <i>such</i> a teenie.<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/17958.html#cutid1">Once upon a time, Ginny tells herself in the warm dark of summer night when the fireflies glimmer outside her window and the soothing voices of her parents and grown-up brothers drift up to her from downstairs, there was a princess...</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=mirabellafic&ditemid=17958" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-08-16:437755:17739mirabellaMissa. HP, G.2013-02-01T22:58:12Z2013-02-01T22:58:12Zpublic0Posted by: <span lj:user='mirabella' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/'><b>mirabella</b></a></span><br /><br /><b>Missa. Vignettes, post-War, G.</b><br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/17739.html#cutid1">Taedet animum meam: Harry</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___2" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/17739.html#cutid2">Introitus: Remus</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___2" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___3" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/17739.html#cutid3">Kyrie: Molly</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___3" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___4" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/17739.html#cutid4">Graduale: Fred</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___4" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___5" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/17739.html#cutid5">Offertorium: Ron</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___5" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___6" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/17739.html#cutid6">Sanctus, Benedictus: Snape</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___6" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___7" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/17739.html#cutid7">Agnus Dei: Lockhart</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___7" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___8" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/17739.html#cutid8">Versa est in luctum: Neville</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___8" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=mirabellafic&ditemid=17739" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-08-16:437755:17537mirabellaTrinity, HP, Harry/Draco, unrequited Harry/Hermione and Harry/Ron, PG.2013-02-01T22:56:19Z2013-02-01T22:56:19Zpublic5Posted by: <span lj:user='mirabella' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/'><b>mirabella</b></a></span><br /><br /><strike>Okay, it looks like I can backdate community entries. I'm going to try, and we'll see if it works.</strike> Shit. Well, sorry for spamming your friends lists with centuries-old zombie fics, then.<br /><br />Title: Trinity<br />Fandom: HP, H/D, one-sided H/Hr and H/R, PG.<br />Summary: And Harry is the sun.<br />Notes: Those of you who like the Trio as a unit might want to think of this as AU. (Also, you won't like it. I'm serious.) I prefer to think of it as OotP-compatible.<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/17537.html#cutid1">Hermione Granger hates the color red.</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=mirabellafic&ditemid=17537" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-08-16:437755:17231mirabellaKailash, When it Rises, HP, Harry/Draco, PG.2013-02-01T22:51:45Z2013-02-01T22:51:45Zpublic12Posted by: <span lj:user='mirabella' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/'><b>mirabella</b></a></span><br /><br />Title: Kailash, When it Rises<br />Fandom: HP, H/D, PG.<br />Summary: Harry can't sleep.<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/17231.html#cutid1">It won't be over for hours yet. It doesn't do any good to look at the clock.</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=mirabellafic&ditemid=17231" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-08-16:437755:17006mirabellaJacking Gehenna, HP/Movie!Constantine crossover, Harry/John, R2013-01-29T02:06:16Z2013-01-29T02:06:16Zpublic3Posted by: <span lj:user='mirabella' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/'><b>mirabella</b></a></span><br /><br /><b>Title:</b> Jacking Gehenna<br /><b>Fandom:</b> HP/Movie!Constantine, Harry/John, R.<br /><b>Summary:</b> Evil never does know when to quit.<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/17006.html#cutid1">Afterward, John will wonder what kept him from shooting first and asking questions later.</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=mirabellafic&ditemid=17006" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-08-16:437755:16836mirabellaPerfectionism, Harry Potter, H/D implied, PG2013-01-29T01:52:37Z2013-01-29T02:06:38Zpublic4Posted by: <span lj:user='mirabella' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/'><b>mirabella</b></a></span><br /><br /><b>Title:</b> Perfectionism<br /><b>Fandom:</b> HP, H/D implied, PG<br /><b>Summary:</b> Colin isn't obsessed. He's just a perfectionist.<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/16836.html#cutid1">Colin Creevey's one great failure as a budding photographer, he feels, is that he has never been able to take the perfect picture of Harry Potter.</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=mirabellafic&ditemid=16836" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-08-16:437755:16494mirabellaCarry Me Home, Harry Potter, R2013-01-29T01:44:25Z2013-01-29T02:07:01Zpublic9Posted by: <span lj:user='mirabella' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/'><b>mirabella</b></a></span><br /><br />Okay, so - I said I was going to start moving my HP fics over here, and so I am, because the House of Hobbits is being sunsetted, as the euphemism goes, the first part of February. These are going up in no particular order.<br /><br /><b>Title:</b> Carry Me Home<br /><b>Fandom:</b> Harry Potter, gen, AU, R<br /><b>Summary:</b> Petunia's mother used to say that old sins always come home to roost.<br /><b>Warnings:</b> Character death.<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/16494.html#cutid1">Petunia's mother used to say that old sins always come home to roost.</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=mirabellafic&ditemid=16494" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-08-16:437755:16149mirabellaWhere the Dead Live, Arthur/Eames, R.2012-10-03T23:59:19Z2012-11-02T01:42:35Zpublic63Posted by: <span lj:user='mirabella' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/'><b>mirabella</b></a></span><br /><br />Happy October, everyone. Here's something to kick off the Halloween season.<br /><br /><b>Title: </b>Where the Dead Live<b><br />Fandom: </b>Inception, Arthur/Eames, R.<b><br />Summary: </b>There's a monster in Arthur's basement. Maybe he shouldn't have invited it in.<br /><b>Warnings: </b>Gore.<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/16149.html#cutid1">Arthur is thirty-one years old and there's a monster in his basement.</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=mirabellafic&ditemid=16149" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-08-16:437755:4703mirabellaWunderkind, Inception, Arthur/Eames, NC-172011-11-12T16:45:34Z2011-11-12T18:35:31Zpublic107Posted by: <span lj:user='mirabella' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/'><b>mirabella</b></a></span><br /><br /><b>Title:</b> Wunderkind<br /><b>Fandom:</b> Inception, Arthur/Eames, NC-17.<br /><b>Summary:</b> Eames has a hard and fast rule against fucking anyone underage. Arthur would have the utmost respect for this rule, if he hadn't just gotten cockblocked by it at the age of twenty-three.<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/4703.html#cutid1">There are things that happen before this, but they don't matter, not any more:</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=mirabellafic&ditemid=4703" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-08-16:437755:4380mirabellamirabellafic @ 2011-10-31T18:35:002011-10-31T22:39:17Z2011-10-31T22:39:17Zpublic17Posted by: <span lj:user='mirabella' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/'><b>mirabella</b></a></span><br /><br />So as usual I failed utterly to complete a Halloween fic, but I felt like posting something festive, so. Here's the first half of my second-priority WIP, the one behind the NotUnderage!Arthur fic which I swear to god will be out within some reasonable time period. <br /><br /><b>Title: </b>The Kith of the Erl-King<br /><b>Fandom:</b> Inception, Arthur/Eames, R.<br /><b>Summary:</b> Pain is in the mind. So are other things, like fear. An extraction on a serial killer doesn't quite go according to plan.<br /><b>Warnings:</b> Gore<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/4380.html#cutid1">Read more...</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=mirabellafic&ditemid=4380" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-08-16:437755:3871mirabellaAll the Girls Out On the Stoop, Steve/Danny, NC-17.2011-01-09T18:35:25Z2011-12-01T00:29:09Zpublic247Posted by: <span lj:user='mirabella' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/'><b>mirabella</b></a></span><br /><br /><b>Title: </b> All the Girls Out On the Stoop<br /><b>Fandom:</b> Hawaii 5-0, Steve/Danny, NC-17<br /><b>Summary: </b>Danny's Veela genes have never been a problem before now. Now? They're a problem.<br /><b>Disclaimer:</b> Regardless of where you might have come in from, I am not in any way, shape, or form affiliated with the OTW, Fanlore, or the AO3.<br /><br /><b>A/N:</b> Danny's brother in this fic is an OC, not a spoiler, and therefore will get jossed sooner or later.<br /><br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/3871.html#cutid1"> It's not until he's in the middle of the whole thing and looks back that Danny realizes something: when he heard the voice in Jack McGarrett's house where voices should not be because it was an active crime scene, he was already on his way to the garage.</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=mirabellafic&ditemid=3871" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-08-16:437755:3802mirabellamirabellafic @ 2010-10-31T12:16:002010-10-31T16:21:11Z2010-10-31T16:52:02Zpublic3Posted by: <span lj:user='mirabella' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/'><b>mirabella</b></a></span><br /><br />I got a request to post the Big Long FMA Fic in an accessible spot, so here it is. Fair warning: this fic isn't finished and I don't know what odds to place on it <i>being</i> finished at any point, despite the fact that it still resides in the "I am not done with this yet" box in my brain.<br /><br />Fandom: FMA, R. Various pairings, both slash and het, largely wretchedly unrequited.<br />Summary: Love is stronger than death. This is not a promise; it's a warning.<br />Warning: character death<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/3802.html#cutid1">Somewhere in the back of her mind, Riza was surprised at the number of people in attendance.</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=mirabellafic&ditemid=3802" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-08-16:437755:3075mirabellaTechnically a Virtue, Inception, Arthur/Eames, NC-172010-09-20T23:48:00Z2010-09-21T00:33:16Zpublic151Posted by: <span lj:user='mirabella' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/'><b>mirabella</b></a></span><br /><br />So, yeah, I'm sorry about the unrelenting misery that was <i>AkallabĂȘth</i>. Here, have some crackfic instead.<br /><b><br />Title: </b>Technically a Virtue<b><br />Fandom: </b>Inception, Arthur/Eames, NC-17<br /><b>Summary:</b> A mark's execrable taste in kitsch means that Eames has to convincingly forge wings. He's extremely bitter about this, until it becomes obvious that wings have some impressive fringe benefits.<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/3075.html#cutid1">Cobb folded his arms and raised an eyebrow. 'Are you saying you can't do it?'</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=mirabellafic&ditemid=3075" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-08-16:437755:2969mirabellaAkallabĂȘth, Arthur/Eames, PG-13.2010-09-16T01:51:28Z2012-01-29T03:04:58Zpublic80Posted by: <span lj:user='mirabella' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/'><b>mirabella</b></a></span><br /><br /><b>Title: </b>AkallabĂȘth<br /><b>Fandom: </b> Inception, Arthur/Eames, PG-13.<br /><b>Summary: </b>Ariadne knows their point man has his eccentricities. She just doesn't know where they come from. Neither does Eames, until it's too late.<br /><b>Warnings:</b> Prior character death. Ends rather miserably.<br /><br /><b>Notes:</b> The following strip of highlighting contains spoilers for the fic. Some people want to be warned about stuff like this in advance (me, for instance), and some people like to figure things out as they go (which I do too on occasion), so I've blacked it out. I recommend reading it, but it all depends on whether or not you want to see the iceberg coming. <br /><br /><font style="background-color:black">Way back in (I think) round 1 of inception_kink, somebody posted a prompt for a fic where Arthur was actually dead, having been killed by Mal as part of her whole process of severing Cobb's ties to the world. I've lost the link now, and at any rate someone else said they were going to fill it, but I wanted to give it a shot.</font><br /><br />There are now sort-of-epilogues <a href="http://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/1448684.html">here</a> and <a href="http://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/1404847.html">here</a>.<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/2969.html#cutid1">When Ariadne meets him, she's screaming. Wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, and it doesn't work, it never works in dreams, and there's a knife so close to her now that she can't even see the woman holding it, so it's no wonder that the sound of breaking bones doesn't register at first.</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=mirabellafic&ditemid=2969" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-08-16:437755:2387mirabellaTowards Zero, Inception, Arthur/Eames NC-172010-08-19T02:17:45Z2011-12-01T00:28:32Zpublic258Posted by: <span lj:user='mirabella' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/'><b>mirabella</b></a></span><br /><br /><b>Title: </b>Towards Zero<br /><b>Fandom:</b> Inception, Arthur/Eames, NC-17.<br /><b>Summary: </b>Five levels down, and five to dig yourself back out. Arthur met Eames' projection long before he met Eames.<br /><b>Disclaimer:</b> Regardless of where you might have come in from, I am not in any way, shape, or form affiliated with the OTW, Fanlore, or AO3.<br /><b><br /></b><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/2387.html#cutid1">Notes:</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___2" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/2387.html#cutid2">Arthur doesn't like Nash's dreams.</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___2" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=mirabellafic&ditemid=2387" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-08-16:437755:1831mirabellaThe Production and Decay of Strange Particles, Sam/Dean, Don/Charlie preslash, PG-13.2010-07-20T17:47:31Z2010-07-24T01:58:26Zpublic32Posted by: <span lj:user='mirabella' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/'><b>mirabella</b></a></span><br /><br /><b>Title: </b>The<b> </b>Production and Decay of Strange Particles<br /><b>Fandom: </b> Numb3rs/SPN crossover, Sam/Dean, Don/Charlie preslash, PG-13<br /><b>Summary: </b>Don's life has taken a turn for the really weird. He might cope better if he weren't so worried that Charlie's taking home all the wrong messages from the Winchester brothers. Early S2 for both series.<br /><b>Warning:</b> <b>Spiders.</b> <br /><br /><b>A/N:</b> Many thanks to <span style='white-space: nowrap;'><a href='https://sutlers.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://sutlers.dreamwidth.org/'><b>sutlers</b></a></span> and <span style='white-space: nowrap;'><a href='https://doro.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://doro.dreamwidth.org/'><b>doro</b></a></span> for the beta work, and <span style='white-space: nowrap;'><a href='https://www.dreamwidth.org/profile?user=thetankisclean'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://www.dreamwidth.org/profile?user=thetankisclean'><b>thetankisclean</b></a></span> for helping me try to figure out a title. The one I wound up with is the title of an <i>Outer Limits</i> episode. Also, I don't know what models are actually used in the Vollrath articles, because Springer Verlag is a stingy bitch opposed to the free dissemination of knowledge and won't let me have a full-text PDF.<br /><br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/1831.html#cutid1"> The first indication Don had that his file review wasn't going as planned was the feeling of slightly damp paper moving, slowly and stealthily, against his cheek. </a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=mirabellafic&ditemid=1831" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-08-16:437755:15078ext_81078mirabellafic @ 2010-07-20T13:52:002010-07-20T13:52:00Z2010-07-20T13:52:00Zpublic10Posted by: <span lj:user='mirasfics.livejournal.com' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'><a href='https://www.dreamwidth.org/profile?userid=84542&t=I'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png' alt='[identity profile] ' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='http://mirasfics.livejournal.com/' rel='nofollow'><b>mirasfics.livejournal.com</b></a></span><br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/15078.html#cutid1">The Production and Decay of Strange Particles, 2/2</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=mirabellafic&ditemid=15078" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-08-16:437755:1740mirabellaArcadia fic, Shindou/Touya, G2010-06-06T02:23:58Z2010-07-23T02:44:33Zpublic13Posted by: <span lj:user='mirabella' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://mirabella.dreamwidth.org/'><b>mirabella</b></a></span><br /><br />There's no real point to this. I just wanted Arcadia!Isumi.<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://mirabellafic.dreamwidth.org/1740.html#cutid1">Isumi is getting a faintly unsettling vibe from the man sitting across the goban from him, and he can't quite figure out why.</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=mirabellafic&ditemid=1740" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments