What in the world was I thinking?

Releasing my songs 100 challenge claim

Fri, 25 May 2007 14:42:11 GMT

It is with a heavy heart and lack of bunny participation that I must give up my claim to the songs 100 challenge I claimed the trio of CSI's to cross over.

I will keep the one I did post up as well as the one I'm almost done working on but they will be noted as being inspired by instead of written for.

Mon, 30 Apr 2007 02:01:48 GMT

*grins* Joe is at it again. I'm just gonna have to keep her busy with something.

I've choosen to claim The Sand man other wise known as Greggo from CSI. I've picked out of this world AU so this should be fun.

001 Air	002 Earth	003 Fire	004 Water	005 Spirit
006 Darkness	007 Apprentice	008 Brigadoon	009 Castle	010 Cauldron
011 Dreams	012 Hero	013 Immortal	014 In the Clouds	015 Knight
016 Prince/Princess	017 Psychic	018 Steam Powered	019 Treasure	020 Underwater
021 Villain	022 Wicked Stepmother	023 Brownie	024 Centaur	025 Dragon
026 Dryad	027 Dwarf	028 Elf	029 Fairy	030 Faun
031 Genie	032 Ghost	033 Griffin	034 Lycanthrope	035 Naiad
036 Oread	037 Phoenix	038 Shapeshifter	039 Snow Queen	040 Sun God
041 Troll	042 Vampire	043 Witch	044 Wizard	045 Curse
046 Enchantment	047 Hawk	048 Horse	049 Snake	050 Wolf

50 Eppies Robert chase Prompt 3

Thu, 29 Mar 2007 23:36:37 GMT

001.	Birth.	002.	Death.	003.	Angry.	004.	Awake.	005.	Ball.
006.	Books.	007.	Bound.	008.	Butterfly.	009.	Champagne.	010.	Choice.
011.	Confused.	012.	Curse.	013.	Dawn.	014.	Dusk.	015.	Midnight.
016.	Universe.	017.	First Kiss.	018.	Embarrassed.	019.	Exhausted.	020.	Fireflies.
021.	Flirty.	022.	Ghost.	023.	Gold.	024.	Silver.	025.	Intimidated.
026.	Happy.	027.	Hero.	028.	Villain.	029.	Lonely.	030.	Love Letters.
031.	Messenger.	032.	Mischievous.	033.	Moment.	034.	Months.	035.	Music.
036.	Nature.	037.	Nostalgic.	038.	Poison.	039.	Predatory.	040.	Restless.
041.	Sphinx.	042.	Sunrise.	043.	Sunset.	044.	Runaway.	045.	Shadow.
046.	Sleep.	047.	Spanking.	048.	Thankful.	049.	Treasure.	050.	Vulnerable.

50 Episodes with Charlie Eppes

Thu, 29 Mar 2007 23:28:02 GMT

001.	Air.	002.	Earth.	003.	Fire.	004.	Water.	005.	Spirit.
006.	Alone.	007.	Babble.	008.	Blood.	009.	Candles.	010.	Cat.
011.	Claim.	012.	Content.	013.	Dance.	014.	Daydreaming.	015.	Devious.
016.	First Date.	017.	Ecstatic.	018.	Enemies.	019.	Family.	020.	Friends.
021.	Lovers.	022.	Strangers.	023.	First.	024.	Last.	025.	Forgive.
026.	Gloomy.	027.	Hairbrush.	028.	Incense.	029.	Hours.	030.	Interest.
031.	Kinky.	032.	Legend.	033.	Eternal.	034.	Making Dinner.	035.	Moon.
036.	Sun.	037.	Mortality.	038.	Sin.	039.	Virtue.	040.	Phoenix.
041.	Pounce.	042.	Road Trip.	043.	Shooting Star.	044.	Sick.	045.	Time.
046.	Silence.	047.	Sleeping In.	048.	Surprised.	049.	Temper.	050.	Woods.

Slash 100: Empire Records, Eddie/Berko, Prompt 024. Choices Title: Love of Torture

Tue, 13 Mar 2007 16:00:16 GMT

Fandom: Empire Records
Characters: Eddie/Berko
Rating: noted with each prompt as they will range from FRT-FRM
Disclaimer: I don't own them if I did they'd be waiting in my bed at home.
Author's Notes: I felt the urge to write this morning. I've had these short bunnies hoping around in my head for a while so hopefully you enjoy. Who knows maybe I'll even expand on them if I get poked enough.

Second note: These were inspired by Peace/Berko my best friend and mate as well as the lovely DJ/Lockheed the love of my life and my goddess.

Warning: These are unbetad and any mistakes are mine. There is slash and hints of slash so if that squiggles you please read no further.

Second warning: There is angst but then I will post a semi fluff and than wrapped it up with gooeyfic post ...Tissues will be needed for the first prompt. (The fluff prompt may get rewritten i.e. more to it later) drool buckets maybe required for the last prompt.

~@~

Title: Love of Torture
Word count: 188
024. Choices. (FRM)

Berko hummed to himself as he watched his lover squirm on the bed. He grinned as Eddie tugged at the cuffs.

"Oh come on Berko, you know I love you man but why the torture? I want to be able to touch you." Eddie tried to pout like Lucas only to cause Berko to laugh softly.

"Trying for the puppy eyes won't work my love. You are not Lucas." Berko licks his lips with a wicked smile as he surveyed the naked beauty of his lover tied to their bed and at his mercy. "Definitely not Lucas." He purred out softly as he sauntered over to the bureau and picked up two bottles and brought them back to the bed. "So which sauce should I cover you with Chocolate or Butterscotch?"

Eddie moaned softly at the thought of the sticky liquids and where Berko was most likely to use them. "Both?" He whimpered as Berko's wicked smile widened and he started to apply the sauce to his tasty lover's chest.

"Good choice." Berko leaned forwarded and started to clean Eddie with little flicks of his tongue.

~fin (for the moment)~

Slash 100: Empire Records, Eddie/Berko, Prompt 053. Fluff Title: Bearing it

Tue, 13 Mar 2007 15:54:28 GMT

Characters: Eddie/Berko
Rating: noted with each prompt as they will range from FRT-FRM
Disclaimer: I don't own them if I did they'd be waiting in my bed at home.
Author's Notes: I felt the urge to write this morning. I've had these short bunnies hoping around in my head for a while so hopefully you enjoy. Who knows maybe I'll even expand on them if I get poked enough.

Second note: These were inspired by Peace/Berko my best friend and mate as well as the lovely DJ/Lockheed the love of my life and my goddess.

Warning: These are unbetad and any mistakes are mine. There is slash and hints of slash so if that squiggles you please read no further.

Second warning: There is angst but then I will post a semi fluff and than wrapped it up with gooeyfic post ...Tissues will be needed for the first prompt. (The fluff prompt may get rewritten i.e. more to it later) drool buckets maybe required for the last prompt.

~@~

Title: Bearing it
Word Count: 265
053. Fluff. - (FRT)

Eddie watched Berko sleeping, the heart monitor that the hospital insisted be hooked up was beeping quietly in the back round. He wanted so much to just pull his lover into his arms and never let go.

Berko had woken up just after he had gotten there and they both had talked and cried. Eddie apologized for being an idiot while Berko just tugged at him weakly to pull him down for a soft kiss before mewing in pain which sent Eddie looking for the nurse to help his lover.

Once they were alone again the pain meds had lulled Berko into a restless sleep which seemed to sooth when ever Eddie ran a hand through his hair or held his hand and whispered that he was never going to leave.

He left when Gina showed up to go get some things for Berko since the doctor said that most of the injuries were superficial luckily. Berko had joked that he had a thick head which had caused Eddie to give him a sad leering smile.

He hated seeing Berko like this and he couldn't stop from blaming himself for it. If he hadn't started that argument Berko wouldn't have left and sent his bike sliding into a snow bank. Lucky for Berko the snow was soft as Eddie could only imagine what hard snow would have done to his lover.

He stopped at the gift shop on the way back up with Berko's clothing and found the perfect get well gift for him, a large fluffy teddy bear with a guitar and sunglasses on.

Slash 100: Empire Records, Eddie/Berko, Prompt 052. Angst Title: Misery

Tue, 13 Mar 2007 15:26:33 GMT

Slash 100 LJ challenge

Fandom: Empire Records
Characters: Eddie/Berko
Rating: noted with each prompt as they will range from FRT-FRM
Disclaimer: I don't own them if I did they'd be waiting in my bed at home.
Author's Notes: I felt the urge to write this morning. I've had these short bunnies hoping around in my head for a while so hopefully you enjoy. Who knows maybe I'll even expand on them if I get poked enough.

Second note: These were inspired by Peace/Berko my best friend and mate as well as the lovely DJ/Lockheed the love of my life and my goddess.

Warning: These are unbetad and any mistakes are mine. There is slash and hints of slash so if that squiggles you please read no further.

Second warning: There is angst but then I will post a semi fluff and than wrapped it up with gooeyfic post ...Tissues will be needed for the first prompt. (The fluff prompt may get rewritten i.e. more to it later) drool buckets maybe required for the last prompt.

~@~

Title: Misery
Word count: 278
Prompt: 052. Angst. (FRT)

Eddie shivered as he pulled the comforter around him and looked out at
the snow covered streets. He sighed as he went to sprawl on the couch
and hoped that Berko would be able to make it home soon. It was lonely
in their one bedroom apartment.

The cold outside seemed to creep in from outside making Eddie feel
lonelier. He pulled the comforter tighter around him. He shivered as
he thought about Berko driving on his bike in this. He knew that it
was his own fault. He had been jealous and had accused Berko of
cheating on him with one of the more attentive customers.

He should've known that Berko wouldn't do something like that. But he
was so afraid that he had been losing him. Berko had been more quiet
and withdrawn of late and Eddie thought he had been hiding something.

Eddie fought back the tears as he remembered the hurt look on Berko's
face as he stormed out of the apartment leaving his helmet behind.
Eddie whimpered as he reached over and traced one of the lines on the
helmet tears falling unnoticed.

He looked up when there was a knock at the door. He frowned wondering
if Berko had left his key behind when he had stormed out. He answered
the door slowly and paled when he saw the police officer at the door.

"Sir, Do you know a man named Berko?" She shifted slightly watching him.

Eddie nodded numbly as he motioned the officer to come into the apartment.

"There's been an accident, we need you to come down to the hospital."
She rushed forward as Eddie collapsed in a faint.

Update on me

Tue, 13 Mar 2007 13:52:21 GMT

For once I'm actually going to talk about me. *sighes* About three weeks ago my glasses fell apart. Now this wouldn't be a big deal but not having glasses severly impeds my ability to get anything done.

I felt horrible that I had to put off doing things because I couldn't see to make sure that they were good enough. (this is because I am a virgo and that I don't like to have anything leave my hands that is less than perfect. *headesk* I know silly since no one is perfect. but I'm a klutz and tend to make big errors when I can't see that I'm doing them.)

Anyway I've finally gotten my glasses, after finding out the original lenses couldn't be placed in temporary frames and I had to wait a week before I could see the eye doctor and than surprise surprise the company that puts the lenses in the frames took almost two weeks to get them back to my doctor's office. I know there were probably lots of reasons but when you can't see and double vision and wanting to bow to the throne because of it makes a body want to hold a grudge for at least a day.

*sighes* And now I'm able to see again YAY. So hopefully I'll get some writing done since you know that bunnies attack you when you can't do much about them don't you? *grins* I'm off to see if I can get the first of five fics done for my slash 100...Berko has been very paitent with me. And lets just say DJ/lockheed is a wonderful yummy person who puts up with my goofiness.

And what in the world does Exanimated mean?

Saw this on Bev's LJ it's cute...

Mon, 05 Feb 2007 04:07:16 GMT

Get your own valentinr

Sat, 13 Jan 2007 00:09:38 GMT

For my best friend Peace.

I was feeling creative. I hope you enjoy.

No money is made from this and the images are owned by those who were kind enough to bring Empire Records to us.

All Joe's fault again

Fri, 12 Jan 2007 03:23:52 GMT

Your results:
You are Apocalypse

Apocalypse		62%
Mystique		60%
Magneto		54%
Dr. Doom		52%
The Joker		48%
Dark Phoenix		48%
Juggernaut		44%
Green Goblin		44%
Riddler		43%
Venom		42%
Catwoman		42%
Mr. Freeze		39%
Lex Luthor		36%
Two-Face		32%
Kingpin		30%
Poison Ivy		29%

You believe in survival of the fittest and you believe that you are the fittest.

Click here to take the Super Villain Personality Test

These are all Joe's fault!

Sun, 03 Dec 2006 16:56:28 GMT

What type of Fae are you?

You Are Mulan!

Strong and spirited. You're no one's girly girl; actually you are very determined person with a strong sense of self. Never let go of that! The only thing that equals your sense of self is your family, but the traditions of society can always be bent to protect something or someone you love.

Which Disney Princess Are You?

Chimaera
Your the Chimaera, the three headed beast. You are quite multi-talented with your many different traits, and use them all to your advantage. You thrive at all times of the day. With your greatly different personalities, you tend to have moodswings and periods of indecisivness. Also, you probebly have a lot of internal conflict over things in your life.
What's Your Secret Mythical Side?

Dead

You show little emotion whatsoever and are never excited. Most of the time you are asleep, dozing off, not paying attention, or existing in a state quite close to the latter three. You need to wake up and see whats going on.
How Excitable Are You?

Dear Santa...

Dear Santa,

This year I've been busy!

Last Thursday I committed genocide... Sorry about that, capn_jsparrow (-5000 points). In November I punched it_glitters in the arm (-10 points). In July moontreasurei and I donated clothes to the needy (11 points). In September hawkeye_katy and I robbed a bank (-50 points). In February I helped verito295 across the street (6 points).

Overall, I've been naughty (-5043 points). For Christmas I deserve a lump of coal!

Sincerely,
Ajewels

Your Vocabulary Score: B

You have a zealous love for the English language, and many find your vocabulary edifying.
Don't fret that you didn't get every word right, your vocabulary can be easily ameliorated!

How's Your Vocabulary?

You Are Pumpkin Pie

You're the perfect combo of uniqueness and quality
Those who like you are looking for something (someone!) special

What Kind of Pie Are You?

You Are a Boston Terrier Puppy

Aggressive, wild, and rambunctious.

Deep down, you're just a cuddle monster.

What Breed of Puppy Are You?

Your Language Arts Grade: 98%

Way to go! You know not to trust the MS Grammar Check and you know "no" from "know." Now, go forth and spread the good word (or at least, the proper use of apostrophes).

Are You Gooder at Grammar?
Make a Quiz

It's all Lockheed's fault

Sat, 07 Oct 2006 01:16:24 GMT

My LiveJournal Trick-or-Treat Haul
ajewels goes trick-or-treating, dressed up as Eddie.
bjjones gives you 11 mottled green coconut-flavoured gummy worms.
calleigh_dee gives you 7 light green pineapple-flavoured pieces of taffy.
capn_jsparrow gives you 19 light yellow root beer-flavoured pieces of chewing gum.
clockstopper gives you 14 mauve apple-flavoured gummy bats.
it_glitters tricks you! You lose 8 pieces of candy!
joereaves tricks you! You lose 29 pieces of candy!
lockheeddragon gives you 11 dark green evil-flavoured nuggets.
mefeather gives you 5 mottled green grapefruit-flavoured gummy bats.
moontreasurei gives you 1 dark blue blueberry-flavoured nuggets.
nufaciel tricks you! You get a piece of paper.
ajewels ends up with 31 pieces of candy, and a piece of paper.
Go trick-or-treating! Username:
Another fun meme brought to you by rfreebern.

Bunny for Bev

Sat, 16 Sep 2006 04:46:37 GMT

Bev/Nico made a request for a tied bunny icon and well I thought that I would give it a shot.

Okay this is just weird

Sat, 26 Aug 2006 08:21:32 GMT

100songs. CSI:Miami/CSI:NY. Table 3. 026. Selfish

Tue, 16 May 2006 14:16:20 GMT

Title: You don't know..
Fandom: CSI: Miami/CSI:NY
Characters: Horatio Caine, Mac Taylor
Prompt: 026. Selfish
Word Count: 1056
Rating: PG-13
Warnings/Spoilers: semi spoilers for Rampage episode.
Summary: When a friend comes on a condolence call.

Horatio Caine stared sightlessly out his office window his mind miles away in a barren grave where is heart lay cold and silent. He didn't look up when his office door opened and closed. He didn't bother to acknowledge the person behind him thinking that it was just one of his team that had come to check on him yet again.

Of course he couldn't complain they were doing that more often with Eric since he showed his pain and anguish more than Horatio could. He knew he needed to release the rage and anguish that was burning through his soul but there where to many people around and he didn't want to hurt anyone needlessly.

He had been hunting down each member of the Mala Noche as they came onto his radar. They were just stepping stones to the man he was really after. IAB had told him that he needed to back off that he was bordering on the edge of being one of the bad guys. But he didn't care nothing mattered since she drew her last breath. Nothing would ever matter.

The person behind him cleared their throat. "Is this how you greet an old friend?" The New York accent of an old friend broke the silent contemplation of revenge. Horatio turned around surprise evident on his face before it was wiped away in the myriad of questions.

Mac gave Horatio as small smile as the other man came around the desk and offered his hand. Mac took his hand and pulled him into a hug that would normally never have happened. The comfort Mac offered with that hug almost broke through the walls that Horatio had built around his emotions. Horatio pulled away ducking his head. "To what do I owe the pleasure of one of New York's finest visiting my office?" He moved back to his chair motioning that Mac should take a seat.

Mac sighed, "A few things brought me here. First thank you for the Intel on the Mala Noche. Now if you had something on the Tanglewoods." He joked lightly hoping to bring Horatio's familiar grin up a little only to receive a curt nod. Mac continued with a sigh. "Second I would like to talk with you in private if I could." He motioned to the glass walls of the office. "We both seem to have people who think the boss should live in glass houses. It doesn't help with private conversations. Anywhere in Miami that we can get a little privacy?"

Horatio sighed as he stood up. "Considering I was ordered not more than an hour ago to leave the office. I suppose we could go out to eat." Mac followed him out the office door before putting on his sunglasses.

"Think you people get enough sun?" Mac teased lightly finely getting a chuckle from his companion.

Horatio placed his own sunglasses on with a weak smile. "Ah but your in Miami my friend. The land of sun and fun." He led Mac over to his personal vehicle and motioned that he should get in.

"Should we check it for extra baggage?" Mac joked softly knowing that his friend had gained quite a few new enemies since they last talked in person.

Horatio shook his head taking the joke seriously. "Not necessary. If the Mala Noche want me dead they tend to be stupid enough to attack me head on. If you don't have your weapon I have an extra one in the hummer."

Mac looked worried as he got in the Hummer. "Horatio, that was suppose to be taken as a joke. I know you've been through hell recently, but you can't loose who you are or they win." He turned to look at his friend as Horatio buckled his seat belt carefully. "I think we'd better talk here. Not likely to be overheard."

Horatio didn't bother to answer just let the view from the windshield absorb his attention.

"Horatio, I came here to give you my condolences. I know you weren't married long but when you talked about her to me before all this I could tell from your voice how much you loved her." Mac looked at his friend's profile. "You can't let her death eat at you. You did everything you could to protect her."

Horatio slammed his fist into the steering wheel. "It wasn't enough. It's my fault she's dead." His voice low and cold the pain burning Mac as a familiar feeling echoed in his heart.

"It wasn't Horatio. It's not a crime to love someone." He put a hand on Horatio's clenched fist. "She choose to love you. She knew the dangers and obviously figured that you were worth the risk." Mac felt the fist clench harder.

"She couldn't have known the risks." Horatio's voice broke as he remembered his last conversation with her before she passed away. "I should have been there to protect her. It's my fault she's dead. She died with barely a whimper. Just closed her eyes and was gone between one breath and the next." His rage boiled as he slammed his fist against the steering wheel again.

"I know I'm sorry doesn't really help with the pain but I am sorry my friend." Mac stopped him from pounding his fist into a pulp. His voice was soft filled with the regret he knew he would always feel.

Horatio whipped around his rage only barely contained. "HOW THE HELL WOULD YOU KNOW?!?" His rational mind silenced as the rage broke through and he lashed out at his friend. "YOU'VE NEVER LOST THE WOMAN YOU LOVED." Horatio felt a cold wave wash through him at the sudden ice in the other man's eyes.

"At least you were able to hold your wife's hand while she died. You were able to say good bye." Mac's voice was filled with an arctic chill as he got out of the hummer and walked away.

Horatio felt like he had been slapped as he remembered that Mac had been where he was now. Only he hadn't been able to take revenge on the people who had killed his wife. Horatio hung his head feeling a sudden shame his own pain becoming more bearable as he realized that Mac was someone who knew exactly what he was going through.

~tbc~

headesk What in the world

Wed, 12 Apr 2006 12:47:36 GMT

Thanks to Lucas I have found another quiz that is so cool.

100 songs - crossing over CSI

Sat, 01 Apr 2006 23:14:27 GMT

Well I'm at it again. Only this time I'm going to blame everything on bjjones, And toby_white_wolf ;) Thank you two for being so darn prolific.

I've choosen to crossover CSI Vegas CSI Miami and CSI New York officially.

001.	Learn to be Lonely	002.	Beautiful	003.	It’s About Time	004.	Allstar	005.	Underneath Your Clothes
006.	Incomplete	007.	I Survived You	008.	Pitiful	009.	All I Ask of You	010.	Defying Gravity
011.	Holding Out for a Hero	012.	Believe	013.	Love is a Battlefield	014.	I’m a Believer	015.	Two in a Million
016.	Viva Forever	017.	Goodbye My Friend	018.	Calling Dr. Love	019.	Invisible	020.	Heartbreak Lullaby
021.	Drowning	022.	Perfect Day	023.	Echo	024.	Boom	025.	Seein’ Red
026.	Selfish	027.	On the Line	028.	Angel	029.	A Thousand Miles	030.	Gravity Rides Everything
031.	Gravity	032.	Picture	033.	Bad Day	034.	The First Cut is the Deepest	035.	As Long As You’re Mine
036.	The Prayer	037.	Where is the Love	038.	Quit Playing Games with My Heart	039.	Don’t Phunk with My Heart	040.	Love is Only a Feeling
041.	The Future	042.	I Believe in a Thing Called Love	043.	Growing on Me	044.	The Last to Know	045.	Stronger
046.	Remember When it Rained	047.	For Good	048.	No Good Deed	049.	My Heart Will Go On	050.	What is this Feeling
051.	Savin’ Me	052.	How You Remind Me	053.	California	054.	Love Spell	055.	Here Without You
056.	Life Will Go On	057.	Desert Rose	058.	Fields of Innocence	059.	Here is Gone	060.	That Don’t Impress Me Much
061.	One Thing	062.	Unbreak My Heart	063.	Faith	064.	Dancing With Myself	065.	Arms Wide Open
066.	Disease	067.	Gonna Change the World	068.	Here Comes the Sun	069.	Stand by Me	070.	Tainted Love
071.	Love Me Do	072.	Closure	073.	Fever	074.	Fall Back Down	075.	River Below
076.	Welcome to My Life	077.	She’s All I Ever Had	078.	Private Emotion	079.	Reflection	080.	Going Under
081.	Bring Me to Life	082.	Haunted	083.	Imaginary	084.	Taking Over Me	085.	Touch
086.	I Don’t Want to Wait	087.	Do You Only Wanna Dance	088.	Baby, I’m a Train Wreck	089.	Missing You	090.	Karma Chameleon
091.	Time of My Life	092.	Kryptonite	093.	More to Life	094.	Eye of the Tiger	095.	Blessed
096.	Out Here on My Own	097.	Writer’s Choice	098.	Writer‘s Choice.	099.	Writer‘s Choice.	100.	Writer‘s Choice.

Slash 100: Empire Records, Eddie/Berko, Prompt 27 Sound Title Boredom Breeds

Thu, 30 Mar 2006 17:23:46 GMT

Title: Boredom Breeds
Fandom: Empire Records
Characters: Eddie/Berko
Prompt: 027. Sound
Word Count: 925
Rating: FRAO
Disclaimer: I don't own them if I did they'd be waiting in my bed at home.
Author's Notes: The first of my offerings to the Slash 100 community. Thank you to Lucas/V for double checking me for errors while my brain was all melty. Any errors in here are purely mine. So you can kick my heine if you want. For Peace and DJ the true sources of my romantic smutty soul. I love you guys.

~@~

Berko was bored which made Eddie nervous.

Eddie knew that when Berko was bored strange sounds started to come out of his guitar. Eddie shook his head as Berko made his guitar give a moaning wail that seemed to pull a string along his spine and made him echo the moan. He bit his lower lip as he tried to concentrate on the damaged record that he was trying to repair.

A screeching groan came from Berko's guitar next making Eddie glance over at him suspiciously. The hungry smile on Berko's face as he watched Eddie made him groan with sympathy for the guitar. He fought his rising hard on, before he turned to the young woman who had brought the record in for repair. She smiled at him coyly as he returned the newly repair record to her. He counted his blessings that the counter hid his growing reaction to the sounds Berko was creating.

He glared over at Berko as the other man smirked and worked his hand over the guitar's neck to make the guitar give out short breathy pants of sound. Which caused Eddie to grunt. He stalked off knowing that if he didn't, he would end up giving Warren and Mark more of an education than they really needed.

Eddie looked around the nearly empty back room and realized that staying there wasn't an option. "Have to go get something." He muttered to AJ as he slipped out the back door to make his way over to Berko's cabin behind the store.

It would serve him right if I make a mess at his place. After all it's his fault I'm harder than a rock. Eddie thought resentfully as he yanked open the door and stalked in looking for a place he could take care of business. Eddie was still looking around for a place to take care of his hard on when a pair of hands came from behind and rubbed against his clothe enclosed erection.

Eddie leaned back with a moan as he arched into those hands. "Thought you'd never get the hint, lover." Berko's voice was husky with longing as he nibbled on Eddie's earlobe. Eddie gasped as Berko slipped a hand into his pants and began to adjust Eddie's cock.

"Oh god." Eddie gasped as arched into Berko's touch. Eddie shuddered lightly as his eyes fluttered closed in bliss. His voice was breathless, "M-more." He reached down to undo his own pants only to find that Berko had already started the process before he could.

He moaned as cool air whispered around his heated flesh. Berko's slow torture of his shaft made him whimper. He jump as he felt Berko slipped a single finger inside his tight entrance. He gasped as the center of his world become that single finger thrusting in and out of his ass.

"You like that, Baby?" Berko's voice was heavy with hunger. His own body was straining to possess his lover in all ways.

Eddie whimpered as he nodded and pushed back on the single digit that was the center of his universe now. "M-more." He sounded like he had been running without a break.

Berko grinned as he slipped a second finger in carefully with the first and scissored them as he kept stroking Eddie's length. "Soon, Baby. Just enjoy."

Eddie shivered at his lover's voice. "P-please." He knew he sounded as if he was whining but he was past the point of caring. It had been to long time since his lover had taken him he ached for the feel of him pounding into him hard and fast.

Berko grinned, "Soon lover, it's been a while, don't want to hurt you." He tried to keep up the thrusting rhythm with his fingers timed to match the strokes on Eddie's shaft. He growled his own impatience and pushed Eddie so that he was bent over a convenient object. He pulled his fingers out smiling as he heard the moan of loss from Eddie before taking out his own leaking cock.

He rubbed the tip of his cock over Eddie's begging entrance. He smirked as he started to push in. Eddie gasped again, closed his eyes aand began to moan, "Fuckmefuckmefuckme." The verbal mantra pouring from his mouth as each inch of Berko's hard cock invaded his tight ass.

Berko leaned over Eddie once his entire length was settled inside. "Play with yourself baby." Eddie gave a jerky nodded as he moved his hand down to his cock to stroke his length.

Berko growled as he leaned back and grabbed Eddie by the hips. Berko started to pound into Eddie trying to show him how much he had missed him. Eddie tried to match his strokes with each thrust as his lover pounded into him only to give up and just tried to keep stroking. He could feel his balls tighten as his release came closer with each thrust.

"Berko!" Eddie gasped knowing he couldn't last much longer and wanting to feel his lover come within him.

Berko screamed as his climax rushed over him which caused his hot seed to coat Eddie's tight hole. The pleading sound of Eddie's voice sending him over the edge quickly. Eddie moaned as he followed his lover over the edge into bliss.

Berko collapsed on top of his lover grinning to himself. "Missed me?"

Eddie moaned as he milked Berko's cock a little. "Yes." He ached but it was a good ache filling every part of his body. "I love it when your bored."

~fin~

This is All Lucas fault :p

Wed, 29 Mar 2006 13:39:30 GMT

She had a test on her LJ that I took and Whimper this is who I got.

Who are your Star Trek Slash parents? by jenniferlupin
Name
Age
Your Parents

Quiz created with MemeGen!

If your insane join me in celebrating

Wed, 29 Mar 2006 03:12:56 GMT

The fact that I've signed up for another 100 list.

100 slash fics for Eddie/Berko from Empire records.

001.	Beginnings.	002.	Middles.	003.	Ends.	004.	Firsts.	005.	Lasts.
006.	Hours.	007.	Days.	008.	Weeks.	009.	Months.	010.	Years.
011.	Friends.	012.	Enemies.	013.	Lovers.	014.	Strangers.	015.	Classmates.
016.	Family.	017.	Parents.	018.	Children.	019.	Him.	020.	Her.
021.	Birth.	022.	Death.	023.	Life.	024.	Choices.	025.	Accident.
026.	Smell.	027.	Sound	028.	Touch.	029.	Taste.	030.	Sight.
031.	Sunrise.	032.	Sunset.	033.	Too Much.	034.	Not Enough.	035.	Mask.
036.	Breakfast.	037.	Lunch.	038.	Dinner.	039.	Food.	040.	Drink.
041.	Rain.	042.	Snow.	043.	Lightning.	044.	Thunder.	045.	Storm.
046.	Winter.	047.	Summer.	048.	Spring.	049.	Fall.	050.	Vacation.
051.	Humor.	052.	Angst.	053.	Fluff.	054.	And.	055.	If.
056.	Birthday.	057.	Christmas.	058.	Thanksgiving.	059.	Halloween.	060.	New Year.
061.	Broken.	062.	Shattered.	063.	Hurt.	064.	Agony.	065.	Healing.
066.	Anger.	067.	Love.	068.	Loss.	069.	Jealousy.	070.	Denial.
071.	Sex.	072.	Kink.	073.	Threesome.	074.	Seduction.	075.	Party.
076.	Secrets	077.	Betrayal	078.	Discovery	079.	Confession	080.	Redemption
081.	School	082.	Work	083.	Home	084.	High	085.	Low
086.	Circle.	087.	Heart.	088.	Lost.	089.	Found.	090.	Missing.
091.	Epiphany.	092.	Dream.	093.	Break-up.	094.	Make-up.	095.	Lies.
096.	Writer‘s Choice.	097.	Writer‘s Choice.	098.	Writer‘s Choice.	099.	Writer‘s Choice.	100.	Writer‘s Choice.

Oh my gosh lookie what I found on the CBS website

Fri, 17 Mar 2006 12:42:30 GMT

I do not own them nor do I plan to claim them. But I didn't want this picture to disappear into the vault at CBS never to be seen again since it was an excellent group shot.

Fri, 10 Mar 2006 04:32:56 GMT

My friends sends me the oddest pictures.

I thought I'd share some. I don't know where she got them but if you do please tell me so that proper credit can be given.

Does this mean that the Dead don't walk? Dang what are we going to tell Bev? ;)

It's all MoonDancer's fault

Thu, 09 Mar 2006 12:22:49 GMT

I went looking for Sylum Clan members and found MoonDancer's LJ first. It had this nifty little quiz. And Hopefully the image shows up saying which planet I'm from if not I was able to save the image.

AJ

What Planet Are You From?

this quiz was made by The Autist Formerly Known As Tim

Poem: Solo

Sun, 26 Feb 2006 02:01:16 GMT

Just a little something that I wrote a few years ago. Enjoy it's not perfect but if I wanted perfect I'd need to be dead ;) and I don't want to be that perfect.

Solo

Anger, Hatred,
Burning Fire,
Making this hatred,
Burn still Higher.
Killing, Maiming,
this Poor Soul.
That does not want,
for greed nor gold.

How can they go,
Make pain and hurt,
To kill a soul,
and damage its worth.
It’s not for us,
to know or say,
to cry it hurt,
to feel the pain.

The pain it invoked
is to harmful to explain.
It gives no pleasure,
is all that can be claimed.

When you look at her
and see nothing,
Do not be afraid
for she has steadied,
against the harsh
tears of pain.