i am just a dreamer wearing sensible shoes

Chuck

Occupational Hazards by recrudescence and nakeno. Porn battle Chuck/Casey entry -- FABULOUS Chuck voice

Dune

Twice Born But Unknown by Merfilly. Duncan Idaho character study. FOR ME!!

Hayt //Duncan, I am Duncan// stared across the rolling dunes of the deserts, trying to sort through who and what he was in full. Was he the man that the Beast Rabban had made in murdering a couple and hunting their son? Was he the famed Swordmaster of Ginaz, last of a dying breed in so many ways, chosen by Duke Leto Atreides to teach his young son Paul how to survive in a deadly empire? Was he the man that had gone into the desert and found the Fremen, kindred in spirit to him in ways he had not fully grasped until Leto made him a man of two masters? What was he, now?

Harry Potter

The Man Who Lived by chase820 Chase has finished another book in TMWL verse. If you wait for this story in chunks, now is the time to pick it back up again. Rating: NC-17 for sex, language, violence, and adult situations.

Warnings: In the interest of suspense, I don't give detailed warnings. Read at your own risk. Volume III: Desire and All the Sweet Pulsing Aches

February, 2002. As the situation in Postwar England becomes more dire, Harry becomes more unstable. The other Aurors are tasked with keeping him out of trouble, but the bulk of the work falls to Draco. How far is he willing to go to save Harry? How far will Harry push the situation? While they struggle to define their complex relationship, old secrets threaten their future and that of everyone close to them.

Harry Potter Crossover with Labyrinth

I Wish the Goblins Would Come by marginaliana. Gen

As Hermione read through it, her feelings of skepticism grew. When she got to the end, she tossed the book down on the table in disgust.

Pure snorkack dung, she thought. Goblin king. It's just like something Luna would make up. Anyway, if the goblins had a king, especially some super-powerful magical king, I don't see why they'd submit to the indignities that the Ministry has perpetrated on them.

She paused. Then again, her eyes were drawn back to the ornate cover of the book. There had been something utterly sincere about the text, a feature which she'd found to be rather characteristic of the most bizarre situations the wizarding world had to offer. Luna's been right about a couple of things. I suppose it might be true.

RPS

Counting the Steps to the Door of Your Heart by annella JA/JP, NC-17. The one where Jensen has the Dalek costume. SERIOUSLY funny.

Jensen keeps his Dalek costume in the corner of his room, next to the computer desk. He tells people it's there because it doesn't fit in his closet, or because the arms are useful for hanging stuff on, but the real reason is to test people out. He's still waiting for someone to see it and say, 'Cool, a Dalek costume!' instead of, 'what the hell is that?' but he's sure it will happen eventually. It's a truly awesome costume. Jensen had to have it custom-made, because most Dalek costumes are either completely lame or only available in children's sizes. But it was totally worth the extra expense, and it even has a voice modulator inside it so he can say EXTERMINATE with that awesome Dalek reverb.

Sex Corpverse Master Post by epeeblade NC-17. Jensen/about everybody. BDSM. Probably not for everyone, but I LOVE it. The world building especially. Great universe.

Terminator: Sarah Connor Chronicles

Vid

DLZ by bop_radar In a word, stunning.

Fic

Seven Sunday Mother-Daughter Mornings by hradzka Catherine and Savannah Weaver. Gen. Brilliant.

"They say you look really young." Her mother didn't change expression. Savannah hadn't expected her to. "Some of them wonder if it's plastic surgery. Botox injections. That new nano thing." Savannah hesitated, then plunged ahead, to make sure her mother understood. "They say it's like you haven't aged a day in ten years."

"I see," said Catherine.

"They're not looking for much," said Savannah. "Maybe some wrinkles around your eyes, your mouth. A couple of gray hairs. Stuff like that." She shrugged, and took a bite of omelet onto her fork. "I always say it's good genes."

"Maybe you'll have them, too, when you grow up."

"Maybe."

Southland

Son is on a Midnight Run Like DeNiro by hackthis Cooper/Ben. NC-17. She says it's the fic she's most proud of. I can certainly see why. It's PERFECT.

And as soon as John stops laughing his ass off, he's going to make sure Sherman is okay. He really is. Except that Sherman's covered in carrot peelings and wilted lettuce and there's some orange sauce on his left sleeve, and oh god, John's lung capacity isn't prepared for this.

More Hackthis Cooper/Ben that's pure porn Sticky Fingers

Star Trek Reboot

Lunch and Other Obscenities by rheanna27 PG-13. Nyota liked her roommate just fine until she met her. The main dish is Uhura & Gaila friendship, with a tasty side order of Spock/Uhura
"The light was green," Nyota said, aware that was a conversational non sequitur, but past the point of caring.

Gaila's hands went still as she seemed to realize, for the first time, that all was not completely well. "Well... yes."

"Green," Nyota repeated. "Did you want me to walk in on you having sex?"

"Not especially," Gaila said, sounding puzzled. She frowned. "Are you annoyed we didn't ask you to join us? You know, I would have, except I'm a little pushed for time tonight."

Supernatural

I fell in love in Hell, and it is simply so distressing by rivkat R. Dean/Castiel

Castiel tilts his head. “When will I earn your trust, Dean? Will you require me to Fall?”

Dean struggles in silence for a minute. It is nothing for Castiel to wait, but Dean’s face is tight with discomfort. He blinks rapidly and his mouth twitches, half-formed protests discarded before they can be spoken. Even when he tries to close himself off, Dean is so open. His brother considers it a weakness, which is perhaps the primary reason that Castiel does not expect this cycle to end well for Sam. At last, Dean sighs. “You told me how to save Sam from Lilith. I—I appreciate that.”

Castiel shifts his weight, coming half a step closer. “Is that all that you feel for me?”