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Artist/Author: Cordy69
Type of work: Fiction
Title: Jedikiah ghastly week had started…
Fandom: The Tomorrow People (US * 2013-2014)
Spanking Pairing(s) or/and Main Characters: Jedikiah Price / Stephen Jameson
Type of Spanking: Parental and Work
Implement(s): Belt
Summary: Stephen is not committed to learn or truly work for his uncle and ULTRA, Jedikiah is fed up with it and resolve to do something about it.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1537 words
Notes & Warnings: Could be a Missing Scene, contains spanking elements
Spoiler up to: Season 1 Episode 4
Links to Previous Work in this Verse: N/A
Dedicated to: [livejournal.com profile] cookielaura who needed more Tomorrow People fics in her life :) For the *SpankVent Advent Calendar challenge going on at [livejournal.com profile] spanking_world this month.



Jedikiah ghastly week had started…



The vein throbbing on Jedikiah forefront was a sight, pumping madly between his creased brows, a visible trace of all the upsets in his world.
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Example of the underarm position :-) Couldn't find a drawing or a picture of two men... Sad :(


The Protagonists: Jedekiah Price - the uncle - and Stephen Jamesson
     

     


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Title: Missed Opportunity
Author: [livejournal.com profile] cordy69
Pairing: Angel/connor
Rating: PG
Word Prompt: Guilty
Word Count: 100
Time Period: Angel and Connor interaction in Spin the Bottle (season 4 episode 6) when Angel reverts to being Liam.



My father had lost his marbles… I don’t know how but he had no recollection of me and his life in LA. He’d always been an old bloke to distrust, mock and sometimes envy, but he is a basket case with serious daddy issues today.

This renders him human to me and makes me feel guilty. It’s a difficult emotion to manage but it’s not like he could help by sending me to my room or giving me the spanking he hinted at before, I think I would have benefited from a firm, loving framework; I declined the opportunity and live to regret it…


The End.

Part of the Ten Table Prompt.
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Title: So Happy Together
Author: [livejournal.com profile] cordy69
Pairing: Lindsey/darla
Rating: PG
Time Period: Lindsey develop a friendship with Darla and a crush before realizing how infatuated she still is with Angel in Season 2 of AtS.
Prompt Word: Happy
Word: 100




Day and Night, I imagine us, happy together.
I just need you to ease my mind and tell me we belong together.
When by my side my blues is gone, my skies are cloudless
… and my heart reminds me of how happy we can be together.
The games we played last night, and the kisses we shared,
The bondage play and even the spanking fun,
They clearly show me we are meant to be together…
I know your mind is full of him, of memories built with another
I beg you to see our true path to happiness. Together.


The end.



Couldn't stop singing the song, I figured out taking some liberty with it for the glory of fiction will help and lo and behold it did :)

Part of the Ten Table Prompt
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Title: Love does lead to Forgiveness
Author: [livejournal.com profile] cordy69
Word count: 372
Character(s): Angel deals with his feelings after the abduction of baby Connor.
Notes: for the Forgiveness Theme at [livejournal.com profile] angel_hoard


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Hope you enjoyed
:)
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Author: Cordy69
Title: A Son
Type: Drabble for the 2013 drabblefest (100 words)
Fandom: Roswell
Pairing: Sheriff Jim Valenti and one of the Teenage Hero, Max Evans
Spanking: mentioned
Links: written for the 2013 drabblefest at [livejournal.com profile] spanking_world
Rating: Teen
Summary: Based on the tidbit of quote from the following episode: "Roswell: The Convention (#1.13)" (2000)

Max: You're the sheriff... you're supposed to protect me. You want me? Well, here I am.
Valenti: Son...
Max: Would you treat your son this way?


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(thanks for reading).

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Author: Cordy69
Title: What happens in Vegas
Type: Drabble for the 2013 drabblefest (100 words)
Fandom: Roswell
Pairing: Sheriff Jim Valenti and his son, Kyle Valenti
Spanking: mentioned (PG)
Links: Written for the 2013 drabblefest at [livejournal.com profile] spanking_world
Summary: Based on the tidbit of quote from the following episode:

"Roswell: Viva Las Vegas (#2.15)" (2001)
Sheriff Jim Valenti: Each one of your parents is going to hear from me later today. I expect you back in Roswell this afternoon. Kyle get in the car.
Kyle: I was up sixteen hundred.
Sheriff Jim Valenti: Now.
Michael: Glad I'm an orphan.
Tess: Yeah me too.
Sheriff Jim Valenti: Tess, don't make me come back in there.

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There is a chance no one in my flist have seen or read Roswell but in case let me know how this ring

:)

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Title: Following the Leader
Fandom: The X-Files
Pairing: Mulder/Kryceck
Rating: All ages
Implement: Ruler
Link: created for [livejournal.com profile] spanking_world for their first drabblefest




Following the Leader... )



Thanks for reading

:-)
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Title: Risky Business
Author: Cordy69
Pairing: Harvey/mike
Rating: PG
Prompt by [livejournal.com profile] ficwriterjet found in the Battle of the Shows thread hope you will like this take :)
Word Count: 1335
Beta: Sadly none, I am working on so many different fandoms I don’t know who can work with me but if you want to volunteer, you’d be a Hero J
An hour a day, makes for a good drabble to give away J


Risky Business... )


Happy Read everyone :-)
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Title: The Newbie
Author: Cordy69
Pairing: Peter/neal
Rating: PG
Prompt by [livejournal.com profile] cookielaura found in this thread
Word Count: 610
Beta: Sadly none, I am working on so many different fandoms I don’t know who can work with me but if you want to volunteer, you’d be a Hero J
An hour a day, makes for a good drabble to give away J


The Newbie... )

Thanks for reading and CookieLaura, I hope you will like :-)
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Title: Let your Beautiful Light Shine

Author: Cordy69

Words: 291

For the AO 2013 Drabble-a-thon: Inspired by Ats – City Of… (week 1)

Voice over: "Los Angeles. You see it at night and it shines. Like a beacon. People are drawn to it. People and other things. They come for all sorts of reasons…”


Let Your Light Shine... Read here )




Thanks for reading :-)

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Title: HOW TO COME TO POWER, IN SHORT, EASY STEPS

I did not become Captain of the Firefly for power. Nope, I took the job because I was lazy. Yep, and not even ashamed of it.

That is the one job I can have without having a weenie, pansy ass telling me what to do, when to do it and how to do it.

Okay, that wasn’t about my laziness but about the hard time I have accepting to take orders. Still, it takes the edge off receiving orders... The heck it does!

So, yes, the next pleasure out of my riff-raff life is the knowledge that I can sleep on my deck, refuse a shipment, eat out of cans and play cards with the locals.

Today, I’m testing some waters… a hidden cove, a lush girl, and no worries in sight! Yes, a bit of laziness, as I said.

Well, that’s my definition of power, individual power, lasting power; to me, anyway.

The End.


Notes:
Part of the whedonverse and beyond springtime ficlet (started by [livejournal.com profile] wereleopard), inspired by those prompts:
Word prompt: POWER
Photo prompt: FOREST WATERFALL
Originally posted here: http://www.whedonverseandbeyond.net/forum/showthread.php?p=83118#post83118
Crossposted at AO3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/610880

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Author: [livejournal.com profile] cordy69
Type of work: Birthday Fiction for [livejournal.com profile] trumansshell
Title: Don't Wanna
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing(s) or/and Main Characters: John Winchester, Dean (9) and Sammy (5)
Type of Spanking: Sibling hand spanking implied
Implement(s): hand
Summary: Sammy first spanking at the hand of Dean is rocking the Winchester boat.
Rating: PG
Word Count or Length: 1136 words
Spoiler up to (episode or season): No Spoiler, Pre-series
Notes & Warnings: Cute and sadly only the aftermath of the spanking is discussed here. Still hope you will enjoy this Shell!
Birthday Prompt: Anything wee!chester or teen!chester :)

Read the story ... )


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Title: My Angel
Fandom: AtS Season 1
Rating: PG
Word Count: 150
Characters/Pairing: Cordy/Doyle
Author: Pat
First Word: Cordelia
Last Word: Angel

Cordelia had to be a Princess. No, she has to become my Princess. Not that Irish men often believes in Fairytale but look at this healthy glow!

I am not a man used to ponder on details, but she is simply made of awesome. Her luminous eyes sparkle with intelligence and mischief. And that, any Irishman will stand behind. And her mouth, so beautifully adorned, no matter the time of day has to have been made for me... I come just thinking of it on me, any part of me, you disgusting bastards!

Come on Man! Give me a pint and I'll tell you more about my own personal Angel... Well if you're jealous you don't have to stay asswipe.

Yeah, as I was saying, she also have these long fingers, nails painted firetruck red, you can't miss them. And when she touches you, you wish she'd apply more pressure, you want to see the marks those nails will leave on your naked skin. Okay, I may take my dreams for reality but honestly you'd do the same.

Just picture yourself spending days on end looking at her magnificent legs, and the fuck me pumps encasing her little feet and strenght of a cheerleader at the top of her shape behind it and tell me you don't want to be in the cradle of her tighs... Come on, say it. I knew you wouldn't. No, I don't want to place a bet. Every hour or my life is a stupid bet. I never know how much time I have, I do not want her to be entangled in my mess.

Now, if we were to have a one night stand, every night, and not call it a relationship; that's what I'd call a win-win situation. Of course it's not going to happen, my Cordy is way to classy for this.

And Doyle finally shut up. He stares at his beer, imagining the sexy girl in his arm, as she is in his heart. And, he prays that one day she will be his personal Angel.

The End.


Written for my 10th entry in the Spring Story Tree 2011 at Whedonverse and Beyond
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Title: A Wolf in Sheep Clothing
Author: Pat
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: PG
Word Count: 230
Characters/Pairing: John Winchester
Summary: set pre-series
First Word: Town
Last Word: Give

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Part of the Spring 2011 Story Tree at Whedonverse and Beyond

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A Wolf... )
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Title: My Aching Heart
Author: Pat
Rating: PG
Word Count: 503
Characters/Pairing: Wesley (Angel the Series)
Summary: Wes reflects on his concept of Family.
A/N: set Season 5, just after he killed the robot impersonating his father.
First Word: Family
Last Word: One

Part of the Whdeonverse Spring 2011 Story Tree

Read the story here... )
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Another drabble created as part of Whdeonverse Spring 2011 Story Tree

Title: Truth or Dare
First Word: Oil

Last Word: Play
Author: Pat
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Characters/Pairing: Fox Mulder

Summary: Mulder is distressed by the decision he has to make, now that he knows how far the Alien Conspiracy goes.
A/N: Part of the Conspiracy Arc on the X-Files.


Oil, dark and un-relentless. It's reach is overwhelming, the men behind it so powerful, there is no way to fight that inescapable future.

Fox Mulder can't imagine being one of the Chosen one. His parents made a choice with which he cannot live. Still, he wants Scully to have a chance.

It means dealing with Kryceck... Becoming Kryceck... Relying on Kryceck. Can he do it? Will he have the guts to play Russian Roulette with her life, play a kids game of Truth and Dare and finding out he has neither the guts or the compunction to let it play?

The End.
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Another drabble created as part of Whdeonverse Spring 2011 Story Tree


Title: No Mountain High Enough
First Word: Family
Last Word: Care
Author: Pat
Rating: PG
Word Count: 483
Characters/Pairing: Dean Winchester
Summary: Dean faces the impact of finding out Sam has no soul.

A/N: Set sometimes in mid season 6 of Supernatural.



Family. It’s been everything to Dean for so long, he was lost now. He left behind the new one he had acquired just last year for the brother he had found again, just to realize the person occupying that body had no soul. No real memories of the two of them, no particular fondness for the antics of their youth, no resentment for the hardship they went through, no longing for the white fence dream he almost had, no yearning for the easy and exclusive relationship the two shared. This man, looming over him, larger than life, is a hard ass he doesn’t recognize. His Sammy is no more, at least not in a way he can reach to him.

Dean feels something breaking in him. The small candlelight of hope for a better future snuffed before it could shine bright. Lisa and Ben had been his life line, keeping him tethered to the edge of the precipice, alive and contributing, no matter how little to this world and to their well being. He owes them so much. And yet, he abandoned them for Sam. He will leave everyone behind for Sam. How stupid is that? This dickwad of Zacariah was right; they really are co-dependent. Well Dean more than Sam. Dean can’t even imagine following Ruby like her puppy dog over being with his brother. Ever.

Oddly enough, he misses the easy companionship he had with Ben and Lisa even more now. Ben gave himself to Dean without any reservation. A bit like Sammy use to, growing up. He wanted to be with him, wanted to do what he did, wanted to keep him apprised of his activities. If it wasn’t for his bubbly, and yet respectful of his boundaries, energy, Dean wouldn’t have taken so easily to the domestic life. Lisa sweetened the deal with her subdued acceptance of Dean’s pain and wholesome inability to simply be. He had to relearn how to read people that weren’t Sam, how to please people that were sharing his life in a completely different way, how to stay at a decent job and look forward for a paycheck. He became somebody else, and it worked; for a while.

He loved waking up to a warm, willing and loving body in his arms. He loved taking care of Ben as the son he will probably never have. At night, he wakes up with both of them entangled in his dreams and sometimes his nightmares. He feels small suddenly. Crushed by the sheer weight of what happened these past years; the impact the Campbell and Winchester lives and decisions have made on the world. He feels nauseous, just thinking about what else he will do for Sam, his Sammy. He will die for his brother soul, if that is what the Power that Be requires of him. He just needs to know this stranger will care.

The End.
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Part of the Cuddles, Snuggles, Kisses and Porn Multi-Fandom Story Tree - STORY TREE found here: thefannishwaldo.livejournal.com/1212870.html


The following story follow the one by [livejournal.com profile] angelus2hot  called Steal Your Kisses http://thefannishwaldo.livejournal.com/1212870.html?thread=3540166#t3540166



Title: Steal Your Life
Author: Cordy69
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean (mid season6)
Summary: Ragged Dean needs a pick up and manages it with a pep-talk
First Word: Right
Last Word: Fight



Right now, he'd give anything to be in sunny Palo Alto, stalking his studious little brother, remembering binge drinking evenings at random bars with his father, learning one small step at a time how to fix a car with Bobby. But... No... He had to be freakin' tied to a post (again) waiting to be devoured by an arachnid of some type. Why does his life revolve around crap? Crap doesn't even begin to cover it (no pun intended).

He gets Sam back for exactly one week! One week! And here they are facing death. Again.
There were few things he had to tie up before meeting his end. Come on!

Yep, he needed to leave few things for Ben and Lisa. But who the heck ever plan for an untimely demise? Even in their line of work?

Moreover though, he needed to talk to Sam. Sammy, who managed to kiss him with more passion in one simple peck than half of the girls he hooked up with in his heydays. He hadn't stop to really think what it meant for him or his brother; too focused on getting him his soul back. Well, mission accomplished! For what?

In all honesty, what could he have done? You can't erase in few minutes lifetimes of conditioning. He has always been Sam caretaker, he had learn lately to become his partner, he now had to learn how to love him better? Differently? Could he?

The kisses Sam had bestowed on him few weeks back had taking him by surprise. Mostly for what it meant to Sammy but also because he had let himself enjoy them, reveling in the soft and pliant lips of his brother, the strength of the two hands holding him in place, the moans that escaped his panting breath. It had been hot!

Now was obviously not the time to reminisce. He has things to do, monsters to kill, brothers to save, a new love to reclaim.

And with his wits back to normal, Dean started looking around for a way out; finding it with a sharp piece of broken glass lost in the dusty ground... He was ready to live, ready to fight!


~*~*~
Follow up of... )
 
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This is an old drabble inspired by a photo posted by Angelus2hot at Whdeonverseandbeyond forum.

Inspired by the first photo showing Wesley holding Angel




Finding one's true self
by Pat

Thanks for the challenge (found here:http://www.whedonverseandbeyond.net/forum/showthread.php?t=3030), it was cool.



I've never touched anyone. No one ever touched me.

Wes was hyper suddenly. he did not know what to do with his hands, his feet, his mind. Pretty girls were talking to him, noticing him. And that was bad enough. he was the source of so much ridicule in Sunnydale he wasn't sure he could take it here, now that he has a new chance.

Who knows? maybe he can still shine for Cordelia? She is the prettiest of them all. A body to damn him, a smile that kills, a spirit that uplift him, she just was it for him.

How can he appear smart enough, strong enough, good enough to her? Oh yes, he needs to get closer to the dork next to him. That's what she calls him. I don't really see the dork, I see a man secure of his manhood, knowing his purpose. I see in him the man I want to be.

He is letting me touch him. Heck he seems as lost as I am. Shouldn't he be better at social encounters. he was actually hanging out with young folks, I was just hanging out with dusty books...

Tonight, we are pals. United. Brothers in arms shinning for Cordy. She cannot be ashamed of us, can't she?


The end.
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Well here is my first ever story in the X-Files verse, I had fun doing it, even though I am not sure I met all the requirements of my Secret Santee.

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!


Title: None but the Braves
Author: Pat aka Cordy69
Pairing/Character: Mulder/Scully
Word Count: 1117
Rating: PG-13
Spoiler Warning: None specific, relate to first movie.
Summary: Missing scene taking part at end of Fight the Future movie.

December 2009 Secret Santa @ http://community.livejournal.com/xf_santa/
Thank you for the wonderful opportuntity to connect with like-minded fans!
The request made by [info]namarie24 can be found here: community.livejournal.com/xf_santa/32939.html
The story is also posted here: community.livejournal.com/xf_santa/43283.html

Dedicated to Namarie24 ~ Happy Holidays!




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07-24-2009, 04:18 PM
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Default A Bittersweet Longing

Mood Prompt: Bittersweet
Word Prompt: Rejected
Expression Prompt: Here I stand like an open book, is there something here you might have overlooked?


Part of the summer contest at Whedonverse and Beyond found here:
www.whedonverseandbeyond.net/forum/showthread.php

A Bittersweet Longing, by Pat
BtVS, Willow PoV, PG (July 2009)



Every morning I waited for him to saunter off his house, and every time he hurriedly joined me; chivalrous and content, he always proposed to carry my lunch box, and made me believe in the tales of old of princess with their prince charming. Going to school with Xander was the highlight of my days, listening to him describe the latest Scoobidou television adventures to me, compensating for the fact that my dear parents wouldn’t allow a tv set anywhere in their precious little home was the highlight of my lunch hours. Having him teasingly work along me on our homeworks was of course a little bit wasted in terms of time and efficiency but oh so entertaining…


Today we still joke. Last night we had pizza. Tonight, we have to meet at the Bronze. Tomorrow we will have a research session. The entertainment is now provided by seeing my knight in a not so shining armor fumbling around the slayer, slave to Cordelia’s desire, earnest in being a part of this group of misfits we became almost without notice, one little fight at a time.


For the last few years I have grown, my body filling, my hair floating in the breeze with much more volume, my fingers long and lean itching to dance on his skin, my lips fuller and eager to be ravished. And with every passing week, it appears that what I could offer him will just be overlooked lost in the rubbles of life, buried behind the needs of the world, the hormones riding him so hard.


I’ve lingered for so long just to realize what I was waiting for; I’ve delayed telling Xander because I did not know how to distinguish between my so comforting friendship with him, my late hero worship of the boy, my newfound love for the man.


If I must suffer through this turmoil then I want him to do so with me. I want to understand while Xander Harris wouldn’t see me, the real me, the caring me, the one that loves him and wish he’d love me back.


The End (350)
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I hope you will enjoy reading and commenting it.

I am trying to write Riley for the first time and the voice might not be good yet, but I truly believe that the emotions are there, with him, throughout his time in Sunnydale.

Part of the summer contest at Whedonverse and Beyond found here:
http://www.whedonverseandbeyond.net/forum/showthread.php?t=3521

Prompt: Here I am in tiny pieces; Mood prompt: rejected; Word Prompt: Heartache.
BtVS - Riley's pov - Pg




Thank you for the Nomination AND the incredible WIN at Round 7 of Running with Scissors Awards!
http://community.livejournal.com/rwsawards/31409.html#cutid1



Lovers Heartaches by Pat (July 2009)




Your lover was here. In Sunnydale. Not that it makes a difference; in a way, he is always here! I see him in the faraway look you have sometimes when we walk the dark path of some godforsaken cemeteries. I see him in the extra bounce your gait has when you get closer to the Scoobies and Giles when they discuss matters related to him. I hear him in the pitter-patter your heart makes when people mention his name around you. I see him in the oppressed breath you try to release when you fear for his life, and I also see him in the possessive way you talk about your vampires, your city, your friends, every single day.


I have always been around his shadow; I just did not want to face this painful realization. I couldn’t put words to the emotions chocking me since the day we met. I wouldn’t, simply because I did not know what it meant, couldn’t fathom how it changes you from the inside out, couldn’t understand how to learn to live with something so foreign and yet so omnipresent in your own fucking heart!


In my mind, love was something set neatly aside for the future; that elusive time when the world would be a better place, our society safe from devils known and unknown, guided by intelligent and dedicated rulers; in short a world were directions are clear and easily followed.


As all well oiled plans do, mine had a cog: you!


I love the luminous gaze you have when you fight along my side. I can’t describe how my whole being is burning alive when I am close to you. Anything you wear is imprinted in my mind, everything you say is cataloged in my brain, and everything you think becomes the most important thing to me. I’ve fallen, like so many mightiest men before me. I am utterly in love with you.


The rejection is not one of these facts of life you just take in and move on. It is a live wire consuming everything in its path. I know that when you smile at me, it really is just for me. I know you cherish the private moments we share, the validation I represent, the companionship created by our two strengths fighting the good fight along each other. I also am learning to live with the ghost you will not acknowledge: your memory of Angel.


I cannot be your first love; I cannot be a larger than life figure that will dwarf anything. I cannot erase your heartache and now that I am conscious of mine, I cannot negate it either.


I want to offer you a bright future, made of shiny fighting moments and exploding sexy retreats. I want to walk side by side with you in the glorious, sad and heartbreaking steps our journeys will surely lead us.


Tonight, I am a broken man. Here I am, in tiny pieces, trying to offer you the dream of a grown man. While I am simply a shell that can only be made complete by your love. Take anything from me, and I will stand by you, I will learn to live with your scrapes, I will try to be the invisible support you need, because I sure know I cannot be him.


All the man I can be will never be large enough to fill the void he left, to fight the longing I discern in your eyes and the dreams you are afraid to visualize or the hopes you denie yourself having. Still, I accept the rotten deal, Buffy, please, just take me!



~*~*~


The end (615 words)

Nominated

Thanks for the nomination of round 1 Hellmouth Awards!


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Thank you for reading and to whomever nominated this story at Round 25 of Sunnydale Memorial


Water Tight

Jul. 4th, 2009 02:28 am
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Nominated at Sunnydale Awards (Fall 2011)


Title: Water Tight
Author: Pat
Rating: PG, Ats season 2, Word Count: 2332
Characters, Pairing: The Whole gang

Summary & notes: I visualize this after the intro of Fredless. General fun interlude at Angel Headquarters.


Fredless
Angel Episode #49
Written by Mere Smith/Directed by Marita Grablak

Fred: "What time is it?"
Wes holds up his wrist to Cordy and read his watch.
Cordy: "Six twenty four, and for those of you who are playing the home game: that's exactly three minutes from the last time you asked."
Fred fumbles around with the strange contraption (looks like a hybrid between a suitcase, a crossbow and a sowing machine - or something like that).
Fred: "I'm sorry. I just - I have this theory that the more you are aware of time the more slowly it moves, which *could* make light speed travel possible, but only if you were to concentrate really..."
Cordy: "He'll be back when he's back."
Fred: "So - now that she's alive again, are they gonna get back together? Angel and that girl with the goofy name?"
Wes: "Well - *Fred* - that's a difficult question. I think it's fair to say - no. Not a chance, never, no way, not in a million years, and also 'nuh-uh.'"
Fred: "But you said he loved her. And of course she's gonna love him back, because he's so strong and handsome and he really listens when you talk. I-I mean, if you go for that sort of thing, why wouldn't it work?"
Cordy: "Let me break it down for you, Fred."
Cordy steps away from the reception counter and pretends to be Buffy.
Cordy: "Oh - Angel! I know that I'm a Slayer and you a vampire - and it would be *impossible* for us to *be* together - *but!*"
Gunn laughs at Cordy's act.
Wes stands up: "But!"
Cordy turns to look at him. Wes pulls his glasses off and lays them to the side.
Wes: "My gypsy curse sometimes prevent me from seeing the truth. Oh, Buffy!"
Cordy: "Yes, Angel?"
Wes: "Oh, I love you so much I almost forgot to *brood!*"
Fred watches wide-eyed. Gunn is laughing.
Cordy: "And just because I sent you to hell that one time doesn't mean that we can't just be friends."
Wes grabs a hold of Cordy's wrist.
Cordy: "Oh!"
Wes: "Or possibly more."
Cordy gasps: "Gasp! No! We mustn't."
Wes pulls Cordy close.
Wes: "Kiss me."
Cordy: "Bite me!"
Wes bends Cordy back over his arm and pretends to sink his fangs into her neck.
Angel off screen: "How about you both bite me."
Fred jumps up: "You're back!"
Cordy and Wes see Angel watching them and quickly scurry apart.
Gunn: "How'd it go?"
Angel: "I think those two pretty much summed it up. To be honest - I *really* don't wanna talk about it."



In my world, Angel goes upstairs to change and here is what happens next...


Water Tight... )

Nominated for Round 11 at Fang Fetish Awards

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This is the first work of fiction I ever did for the Whedonverse world.

Ats, PG, Season 1, Word Count: 826

Nominated at Sunnydale Awards (Fall 2011)



The Morning After, by Pat


The morning after, no one ever writes about that. I'm not talking about a night of party hardy where too many drinks are followed by a few frisky innuendoes but the one where you get your teeth knocked in by a truth you're not ready to invite into your life. The morning when reality hits you where it hurts, making you aware that you will set one foot ahead of the other and continue a life without him and without his dreams. It is the morning that seals your pain, your anger, and your hopes into a web of cluttered emotions that will change you forever.


I woke up in Angel's bed; he probably took my curled up form from his sofa and brought me here after the last of my tears exhausted me and sent me into a fitful sleep. With a faint headache I remember every minute of last night. Neither of us could talk and we sat here, in Angel's apartment, trying to hold even the slightest grip on the evening's events. I monopolized the sofa unable to find the strength to voice my pain, my head full of adjectives and expletives colliding without the least sense of organization. I look at Angel hoping to make that connection I think I need to wake from the nightmare of Doyle's death.


Angel didn't touch me or reach out last night, we just walked side by side and now he's sitting silently in the chair in front of me. Anchored to his deep chocolate gaze, I'm not really looking at Angel; I'm seeing his soul and a clear reflection of my grief. In that dark hue, the storm of my hurt and incredulity, my defeated psyche is fighting with too many realities to confront. Holding my gaze, he too remembers the Doyle we knew and his contribution to our lives. I can't find the words, yes Cordelia Chase is at a loss for words, and I can't rationalize let alone explain all that Doyle was to me, all that he gave, all that could have been.


The sparkles in Angel's eyes make me wonder if he's going to cry. I don't understand how he can be so stoic because I haven't been able to hold back my tears. The stars now shining in his Glare tell me he is as unforgiving as I am to myself. How could we have failed the one that brought us together? In that moment I realize what Doyle's passing means. Angel and I are more than friends now, we are a family with an obligation to stay true to Doyle's memory.


With relief, I accept the offered glass of water and Angel's disappearance into the kitchen. My eyes close and I feel the sobs wracking my body with each memory of who our friend was, what he could have been, of what he couldn't forgive in himself. With every cry, I visualize what I had, what I missed, and what I could have wanted. I had to open my eyes; being in the dark with thoughts of what might have been was more than I could take.


Walking into the kitchen I sat across from Angel with a new understanding of who we are, and the tragedy that had hit us. His hand reaches out to seize my trembling fingers before faltering and returning to the table. His intense gaze tells me of all the pain he was in, of all the friends he has already buried and of the unyielding belief that he should have been the one the perished hero.


I slide my hand closer to his and with shiny eyes will Angel to see that his need to share his strength is enough. Silently I inch closer to his face asking him to never let go, telling Angel I need him now and forever. The golden ambers watching me finally recede into the dark brown eyes I have come to trust.


Those stolen moments feel like an eternity, the squint at the corner of his eyes finally opens the door to his acceptance of the inevitable; saying adieu to his extraordinary friend. I wasn't ready yet and rising from my chair I popped in the video before returning to the sofa with Angel following my every movement. For now I'll let Doyle's face accompany my sorrow, his voice calm my weeping and Angel's watchful eyes escort my mind to a more peaceful sleep.


Soon the aroma of strong coffee will reach our sleeping senses and with wary eyes Angel and I will rise to start a new path, continuing a life without Doyle but not without his dreams. A youth passed surviving the hellmouth of Sunnydale and a new life along the side of an experienced Master of pain will teach me to keep the gift of the first soldier down in my mind. Today will be our morning after.



End.


~*~

Note:

I would like to thank Lysa for the suggested exercise, as well as CydneStorm and Stormy for the great beta work.

This was about looking and the scenario I picked on for working was:
AtS Episode: between Hero & Parting Gifts
Cordelia and Angel are still in shock and mourning Doyle. This can happen at the office, in Cordy’s apartment or Angel’s place. This ‘look’ is angsty and heartbreaking and whatever else you want to put into it…as long as everything is conveyed only with their eyes.

I hope you guys and gals will survive my first fiction post...



Nominated for Round 11 of Fang fetish Awards

community.livejournal.com/fangfetish/32847.html
cordy69: (Default)


Word prompt: SINNER
Photo prompt: Stormy Sky at Dusk
Verse(s): BTVS/ATS
Rating: PG

Title: E TU BRUTUS? by PAT


They all see me as monster, as a sinner, as unworthy of their precious efforts. They trust in the fact that saying so, hurts; that thinking it so makes it true; that my future is only the sum of my past. Well, day in and day out, I look inward and yet, still fail to care.


Word count: 56

~*~

Springtime Ficlets:

The purpose of this contest is to write 10 ficlets (each of 50 to 500 words) in one month. The contest starts on March 1st and end on March 31st, 2008. You can post your ficlet as you finish them or wait and post them all at the same time. Out of the ten required ficlets, two to five can be crossovers but all must be related to the Whedonverse somehow.
You will have a choice of 15 words and 15 photos as prompts. Each of your ficlet will need to prominently display how your prompt inspired your work. In any case, you only need to pick ten words and ten photos.

Everyone should present their ficlet in the following format:

Word prompt: ____________________
Photo prompt: ____________________
Verse(s): ________________________
Rating: _________________________
Title: ___________________________
Ficlet:

Here are the 15 words used as prompts:
Seduction, Slutty, Truth or lies, Destiny, Sinner, Regret, Hunger, Magical, Drunk, Jealousy, Power, Acceptance, Dream, Dance, Temptation

Here are the 15 photos you can use as prompts:
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/f
ortheloveofangel/westfieldnj.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/013909.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2247003112_20af386f7f.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/395101594_5a4d4ec09a.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2301882783_daaa84a476.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/peggycovenovascotia.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/uppercaneycreekfallsalabama.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2142958821_528e58d9d5.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2304713852_47480a9473.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/677786684_ca7686fedb.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/016824.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/009453.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/003280.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/005153.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/389910314_d27195046a.jpg

cordy69: (Default)



Word prompt: TEMPTATION
Photo prompt: Gnarled Tree in the Fog
Verse(s): BTVS
Rating: PG

Title: DENIAL IS REALLY A RIVER IN SUNNYHELL! by PAT


I did not know what temptation was. I did not believe I could be as petty as wishing for something I could not have. In my own little mousy way, I thought I was protected from this emotion. After all, isn’t temptation for people that matters? I always disappeared in the background, unassuming and non-threatening. How could I experience temptation?

It’s so late at night, and I am so confused. Is it temptation or is it my just due to want what everyone else has? (sigh) Happiness, soon let’s hope.


Word count: 90

~*~

Springtime Ficlets:

The purpose of this contest is to write 10 ficlets (each of 50 to 500 words) in one month. The contest starts on March 1st and end on March 31st, 2008. You can post your ficlet as you finish them or wait and post them all at the same time. Out of the ten required ficlets, two to five can be crossovers but all must be related to the Whedonverse somehow.
You will have a choice of 15 words and 15 photos as prompts. Each of your ficlet will need to prominently display how your prompt inspired your work. In any case, you only need to pick ten words and ten photos.

Everyone should present their ficlet in the following format:

Word prompt: ____________________
Photo prompt: ____________________
Verse(s): ________________________
Rating: _________________________
Title: ___________________________
Ficlet:

Here are the 15 words used as prompts:
Seduction, Slutty, Truth or lies, Destiny, Sinner, Regret, Hunger, Magical, Drunk, Jealousy, Power, Acceptance, Dream, Dance, Temptation

Here are the 15 photos you can use as prompts:
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/f
ortheloveofangel/westfieldnj.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/013909.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2247003112_20af386f7f.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/395101594_5a4d4ec09a.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2301882783_daaa84a476.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/peggycovenovascotia.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/uppercaneycreekfallsalabama.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2142958821_528e58d9d5.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2304713852_47480a9473.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/677786684_ca7686fedb.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/016824.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/009453.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/003280.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/005153.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/389910314_d27195046a.jpg


cordy69: (Default)

Word prompt: REGRET
Photo prompt: SMOKE RISING, Black & White
Verse(s): BTVS
Rating: PG

Title: KICKED IN THE GUTS by PAT


Regrets, I have a few… Famous words, we’ve all uttered. I tried to resist telling them, but yes, I do have some too. Hard times have been knocking and I did not care for them. But, it’s leaving you after this life altering kiss that makes me join the ranks and confess to my failures and fess us to my regrets.


Word count: 61.

~*~

Springtime Ficlets:

The purpose of this contest is to write 10 ficlets (each of 50 to 500 words) in one month. The contest starts on March 1st and end on March 31st, 2008. You can post your ficlet as you finish them or wait and post them all at the same time. Out of the ten required ficlets, two to five can be crossovers but all must be related to the Whedonverse somehow.
You will have a choice of 15 words and 15 photos as prompts. Each of your ficlet will need to prominently display how your prompt inspired your work. In any case, you only need to pick ten words and ten photos.

Everyone should present their ficlet in the following format:

Word prompt: ____________________
Photo prompt: ____________________
Verse(s): ________________________
Rating: _________________________
Title: ___________________________
Ficlet:

Here are the 15 words used as prompts:
Seduction, Slutty, Truth or lies, Destiny, Sinner, Regret, Hunger, Magical, Drunk, Jealousy, Power, Acceptance, Dream, Dance, Temptation

Here are the 15 photos you can use as prompts:
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/f
ortheloveofangel/westfieldnj.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/013909.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2247003112_20af386f7f.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/395101594_5a4d4ec09a.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2301882783_daaa84a476.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/peggycovenovascotia.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/uppercaneycreekfallsalabama.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2142958821_528e58d9d5.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2304713852_47480a9473.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/677786684_ca7686fedb.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/016824.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/009453.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/003280.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/005153.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/389910314_d27195046a.jpg


cordy69: (Default)
Word prompt: POWER
Photo prompt: FOREST WATERFALL
Verse(s): FIREFLY
Rating: PG

Title: HOW TO COME TO POWER, IN SHORT, EASY STEPS by PAT

I did not become Captain of the Firefly for power. Nope, I took the job because I was lazy. Yep, and not even ashamed of it.

That is the one job I can have without having a weenie, pansy ass telling me what to do, when to do it and how to do it.

Okay, that wasn’t about my laziness but about the hard time I have accepting to take orders. Still, it takes the edge of receiving orders. The heck it does!

So, yes, the next pleasure out of my riff-raff life is the knowledge that I can sleep on my deck, refuse a shipment, eat out of cans and play cards with the locals.

Today, I’m testing some waters… a hidden cove, a lush girl, and no worries in sight! Yes, a bit of laziness, as I said.

Well, that’s my definition of power, individual power, lasting power; to me, anyway.


Word count: 153.

~*~

Springtime Ficlets:

The purpose of this contest is to write 10 ficlets (each of 50 to 500 words) in one month. The contest starts on March 1st and end on March 31st, 2008. You can post your ficlet as you finish them or wait and post them all at the same time. Out of the ten required ficlets, two to five can be crossovers but all must be related to the Whedonverse somehow.
You will have a choice of 15 words and 15 photos as prompts. Each of your ficlet will need to prominently display how your prompt inspired your work. In any case, you only need to pick ten words and ten photos.

Everyone should present their ficlet in the following format:

Word prompt: ____________________
Photo prompt: ____________________
Verse(s): ________________________
Rating: _________________________
Title: ___________________________
Ficlet:

Here are the 15 words used as prompts:
Seduction, Slutty, Truth or lies, Destiny, Sinner, Regret, Hunger, Magical, Drunk, Jealousy, Power, Acceptance, Dream, Dance, Temptation

Here are the 15 photos you can use as prompts:
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/f
ortheloveofangel/westfieldnj.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/013909.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2247003112_20af386f7f.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/395101594_5a4d4ec09a.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2301882783_daaa84a476.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/peggycovenovascotia.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/uppercaneycreekfallsalabama.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2142958821_528e58d9d5.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2304713852_47480a9473.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/677786684_ca7686fedb.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/016824.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/009453.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/003280.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/005153.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/389910314_d27195046a.jpg


cordy69: (Default)


Word prompt: MAGICAL
Photo prompt: Colors in Antelope Canyon and Lighthouse by the Sea
Verse(s): BTVS
Rating: PG

Title: Magical Baby by PAT


My baby, is a magical lady. She had this beautiful look in her shiny eyes and Kindergarden was now the most fantastic place I’ve ever set foot. Years passed, and the prettiness of her in that little red dress she wore on the last day of fifth grade haunts me every week that passed. Her smile sent me to heavens all through high school and tonight she will be in my arms, letting me ride along her on our own special magical carpet ride…


Word count: 84.

~*~

Springtime Ficlets:

The purpose of this contest is to write 10 ficlets (each of 50 to 500 words) in one month. The contest starts on March 1st and end on March 31st, 2008. You can post your ficlet as you finish them or wait and post them all at the same time. Out of the ten required ficlets, two to five can be crossovers but all must be related to the Whedonverse somehow.
You will have a choice of 15 words and 15 photos as prompts. Each of your ficlet will need to prominently display how your prompt inspired your work. In any case, you only need to pick ten words and ten photos.

Everyone should present their ficlet in the following format:

Word prompt: ____________________
Photo prompt: ____________________
Verse(s): ________________________
Rating: _________________________
Title: ___________________________
Ficlet:

Here are the 15 words used as prompts:
Seduction, Slutty, Truth or lies, Destiny, Sinner, Regret, Hunger, Magical, Drunk, Jealousy, Power, Acceptance, Dream, Dance, Temptation

Here are the 15 photos you can use as prompts:
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/f
ortheloveofangel/westfieldnj.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/013909.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2247003112_20af386f7f.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/395101594_5a4d4ec09a.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2301882783_daaa84a476.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/peggycovenovascotia.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/uppercaneycreekfallsalabama.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2142958821_528e58d9d5.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2304713852_47480a9473.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/677786684_ca7686fedb.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/016824.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/009453.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/003280.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/005153.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/389910314_d27195046a.jpg


cordy69: (C/A 1)

Word prompt: DANCE
Photo prompt: LAVA GLIDING ON ROCKS
Verse(s): BTVS
Rating: PG


community.livejournal.com/rwsawards/30717.html

Title: A LIFETIME, IN SHORT. by PAT


Why does he tiptoe around me? Minutes ago he was hugging me so tight I couldn’t breathe. Now he is smiling at Willow like she invented ice-cream.

Yesterday, he danced with me in the empty gymnasium, laughing at my jokes. Today, he is following Buffy like an eager puppy.

Last week, he brought me chocolate; this morning he had me give him lunch money, so he could share freakin’ cookies with his girls…

Last month, we weren’t yet together, and a different type of dance was at play; it has an old name that I wish I could forget: courtship.


(Word count: 101)

~*~

Springtime Ficlets:

The purpose of this contest is to write 10 ficlets (each of 50 to 500 words) in one month. The contest starts on March 1st and end on March 31st, 2008. You can post your ficlet as you finish them or wait and post them all at the same time. Out of the ten required ficlets, two to five can be crossovers but all must be related to the Whedonverse somehow.
You will have a choice of 15 words and 15 photos as prompts. Each of your ficlet will need to prominently display how your prompt inspired your work. In any case, you only need to pick ten words and ten photos.

Everyone should present their ficlet in the following format:

Word prompt: ____________________
Photo prompt: ____________________
Verse(s): ________________________
Rating: _________________________
Title: ___________________________
Ficlet:

Here are the 15 words used as prompts:
Seduction, Slutty, Truth or lies, Destiny, Sinner, Regret, Hunger, Magical, Drunk, Jealousy, Power, Acceptance, Dream, Dance, Temptation

Here are the 15 photos you can use as prompts:
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/f
ortheloveofangel/westfieldnj.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/013909.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2247003112_20af386f7f.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/395101594_5a4d4ec09a.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2301882783_daaa84a476.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/peggycovenovascotia.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/uppercaneycreekfallsalabama.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2142958821_528e58d9d5.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2304713852_47480a9473.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/677786684_ca7686fedb.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/016824.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/009453.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/003280.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/005153.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/389910314_d27195046a.jpg

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