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Teen Wolf Fic

Title: Maybe, for World Peace
Author: fakinbrilliance
Rating: PG-13
Genre and/or Pairing: Derek/Stiles
Spoilers: Set after Season 2
Warnings: Fluff
Word Count: ~6500
Summary: Lydia is clever, Stiles has very secret feels, and both Derek and Stiles discover the hazards of discount furniture.
Author's Notes: A huge thank you to Kimmie for the beta job! :D All mistakes are mine. The characters belong to their creators and MTV.

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Merlin RPF, The Terrible Jabberwock

Title: The Terrible Jabberwock
Author: fakinbrilliance (aka wickedmuffin)
Pairing: slight Bradley/Colin
Genre: mostly fluff and humor
Word count: ~5500
Disclaimer: This is 100% fiction, no copyright infringement intended.
Summary: A trip to Japan, a centipede, and Colin doesn't get to wear pants.
Notes: For anyone who hasn't read Lewis Carroll's inventive poem, here's a copy of it. It plays a pretty big role in the story. This was originally a one shot, but I may end up writing more.


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For anyone who has never had the misfortune of meeting a Japanese centipede, and wants to see what they look like (WARNING, BIG BUG ALERT) click here.

The Case of the Uncommon Cold, Part 2 of 2

Title: The Case of the Uncommon Cold, Part 2 [END]
Author: Fakinbrilliance (aka wickedmuffin)
Word count: ~8,000
Rating: PG13
Pairing: Sherlock/John
Description: John has the Flu. Sherlock is one of his most persistent symptoms.
Disclaimers: I own neither of these boys, though I wish I could snuggle them both.
Author's note: This is my first Sherlock fic, and somehow it grew from a tiny idea into a 16,000 word monster. Clearly, I am a little too wordy. Comments and criticism are greatly appreciated! ♥ Thanks for reading.


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The Case of the Uncommon Cold, Part 1 of 2

The Case of the Uncommon Cold, Part 1 of 2
Word count: ~8,700
Author: fakinbrilliance (AKA wickedmuffin)
Rating: PG13
Pairing: Sherlock/John
Description: John has the Flu. Sherlock is one of his most persistent symptoms.
Disclaimers: I own neither of these boys, though I wish I could snuggle them both.
Author's note: This is my first Sherlock fic, and somehow it grew from a tiny idea into a 16,000 word monster. Clearly, I am a little too wordy. Comments and criticism are greatly appreciated! ♥ Thanks for reading.

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Little drummer boy

He smells like rain and wet grass and Sunday afternoons. He’s warm, so much warmer than he has any right to be. She closes her eyes, leans against his chest and just breaths.

Heartbeats frolic under their skins, the rhythm rapid and erratic like the footfalls of playful children.

His heart beats.

                Hers.

His.

      Hers.

Theirs.

Her breath catches.

She isn’t sure whether her heart sped up to meet his or his slowed down to join hers, but they’re suddenly, horribly in sync, and for that echoing space, that hollow moment between the contractions of muscles, she’s afraid they’ve somehow become accidentally, inextricably linked. And what does that mean? What does an attachment like that entail? What if what they've done has changed everything - changed her, changed him, changed them? Can they ever be what they were before? What if...

Her heart beats.

     His.

Hers.

             His.

And they’re two separate people again.

She lets out the breath she was holding in one long sigh and has no idea whether she means it for resignation or relief.