urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:wonderluck wonderluck wonderluck 2008-05-06T07:17:23Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:wonderluck:2741 2005-11-07T07:34:18Z 2005-11-07T07:34:18Z A fantastic parody fic of The X-Files and the women who love to slash them.<br /><br /><a href="http://dspace.dial.pipex.com/town/drive/xsi35/skinner.htm">http://dspace.dial.pipex.com/town/drive/xsi35/skinner.htm</a><br /><br /><i>'It's as if they're turning us into different people!' Mulder sobbed. 'First of all I'm a shameless slut, then I'm an angst-ridden basketcase! How can this happen?'<br /><br />'There's got to be a logical explanation, Agent Mulder... Damn! Now I suddenly and inexplicably want to move into a house in the suburbs with you and buy a Labrador puppy.'<br /></i> urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:wonderluck:2553 2004-06-13T22:15:28Z 2008-05-06T07:17:23Z Title: Ashes to Ashes <br />Pairing: Ripley/Call<br />Rating: PG-13<br />Warning: Angst, character death<br />Summary: The Betty has just landed on Earth, and the deceased passengers have been put to rest. Ripley(8) has made a decision. <br /><br /><br /><a name="cutid1"></a><br />“Johner, your gun?” Ripley asked. <br /><br />Ironically, Johner had possesion of their smallest weapon. “Uh, right,” he said, handing it to her, a bit hesitant. “Safety’s on.” <br /><br />Ripley was nonchalant as she opened the clip, unloading the excess bullets into her palm. “I don't want Call to clean up after me, so if you could--” <br /><br />“I will,” he promised. <br /><br />Ripley handed him the bullets and slammed the clip back in, leaving one bullet in the chamber. “Thanks.” She turned around and started off without another word. <br /><br />Johner had to say something, thank her for saving their asses, *anything.* “Ripley?” <br /><br />She stopped and faced him. <br /><br />“I’m sorry you gotta go out this way.” <br /><br />Ripley gave him a sad smile and headed toward Call, who was sitting near the Betty. <br /><br />--------------------------------- <br /><br />“Ripley, please, no,” Call begged as she followed Ripley toward a forest of dead trees just over the nearest hill. Their footsteps kicked up dust from the barren ground.<br /><br />Call tried to take the gun from her again. <br /><br />Ripley kept it out of her reach. “I have to, Call. You know I do.” <br /><br />“No!” Call protested as tears welled up in her eyes. “No one will know. Stay with me, please.” <br /><br />Ripley stopped as they reached the treeline and they could no longer see the Betty. She set her gun on the ground and wrapped her arms around Call, pulling her close. <br /><br />Call rested her cheek on Ripley’s chest and began to sob. The little android hugged her tightly, fingers digging into Ripley’s back. Her body trembled as she cried and Ripley ached as she held her. <br /><br />Call’s voice was not much more than a whisper. “All I want is to be with you. I won’t let you go.” <br /><br />“I’m so sorry,” Ripley managed. She pressed a gentle kiss to the top of Call’s head. <br /><br />Call lifted her head from Ripley's chest and wiped away her tears. She gently cupped Ripley’s face in her hands and drew her head downward until their lips finally met. <br /><br />They were instantly immersed in softness and warmth. Lips like rose petals meshed eagerly. Tongues slid together in warm, slick mouths, teasing and tasting. All of these new feelings, new textures, made Call dizzy with sensation. Ripley was intensely aware of Call's body pressed against hers.<br /><br />Call feathered kisses along Ripley’s jawline. She spoke desperately between kisses. “Don’t leave me now.” <br /><br />Tears slid down Ripley’s cheeks, and Call tasted their saltiness on her lips. <br /><br />Ripley broke the kiss. It was all too much. She kept her eyes closed tightly, unable to look at Call. <br /><br />“I have to do this or they’ll never be stopped.” She pressed one last kiss to Call’s forehead and then turned away. Dropping to her knees, Ripley picked up Johner’s gun, but let it hang at her side. <br /><br />“Go,” Ripley choked out of her tightened throat. <br /><br />Call’s mind was fighting a brutal war with her heart. She wanted to be selfish. She wanted to beg Ripley to wait. <br /><br />But she knew Ripley was right. “God damn it!” she cried. <br /><br />Call turned and ran. She had to get away before her mind gave in. She left without saying goodbye – she couldn’t bring herself to do it. <br /><br />Call’s feet pounded on the ground beneath her as she ran at a full sprint. She reached the Betty quickly and passed Johner without a word as she raced inside. <br /><br />She threw open the door to her room and came to a halt. Rage welled up inside her. Call slammed her door shut hard enough to rock the ship and pounded her fists on the door over and over again before falling to the ground in a heap. She hugged her knees to her chest and waited.<br /><br />It wasn’t right. It wasn’t fucking fair. <br /><br />She could have been happy. <br /><br />-------------------------------------------- <br /><br />Ripley felt the weight of the gun cradled in her hands. The chill of the metal seeped into her fingers. She took a deep breath and steeled her nerves. <br /><br />Ripley raised the gun to her temple. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust… <br /><br />She thought of Call one last time -- and pulled the trigger. <br /> urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:wonderluck:338 2003-04-06T07:57:13Z 2003-09-07T09:41:48Z I would like to write fics from these fandoms:<br /><br />- Alien Resurrection. I already have one to post<br /><br />- Copycat. I've been working on this for so long<br /><br />- The X-files (Scully/Reyes, Reyes/other?)<br /><br />- Profiler/X-files<br /><br />- ER (Kerry/Abby, Kerry/Susan)<br /><br />- ER Crossover. I would <b>love</b> to find a way to slash Kerry with one of the girls from my other fandoms<br /><br />- Third Watch (Faith/Kim, Faith/Alex)<br /><br />- THE PRACTICE! I am *dying* to do one of these, especially since there are 2 new girls. Yay!<br /><br />Oh my, that's a lot of work. I don't think I'll get to do all of them. I shall try!