DD9 Fic - Burning

[ladyyatexel]

by Lady Yate-xel

~2800 words

Julian returns home to discover there’s been a fire in the basement of the apartments where he lives.

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A non-sequential part of the Deep Dish Nine Pizza Shop AU.

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I wasn’t going to post this, but TInsnip said I should and then a few days later suddenly a lot of people really cared about DD9, so here we go. A thing that is not ‘next’ in my series.  Much later on in the progress of the relationship than most of what has come before it. Just enjoy the non-sequential-ness of it all. 

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[kaikosensei2]

Garak painting I did of my sister’s space-lizard-boyfriend as a birthday present to her.
(he’s a little post-canon-Cardassiaish)

[jakeziyal]

i love this post

And “worst, there is none” — no none — than this wild grief:
Citalopram-wired. Our sweating selves self-cursed.
Oh, “Mary, mother of us, where is your relief?”
as Hopkins wrote — but, far gone, at its worst
it’s her first form I want. Please stroke my hair.
It’s alright now. I’m here, I’m here. There, there.

Gerard Manley Hopkins by Leontia Flynn

[leaveharmony]

Sid’s pages from issue 123 of Star Trek: Communicator. 

I think we’ve got Nicole, Michael & Terry, Salome, Penny, Casey and Jeff left but I may be forgetting one or two.  No Andy, amazingly!  Maybe had laryngitis that weekend.

[sky-byte-haiku]

Decided to stay up late and finish this after all.

[needlekind]

ミッドナイトリズム | 仮眠

[sportula]

my killer

my thriller

yeah you’re a classic

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