fic: "Storm Front" by Sel, PG-13 [team, gen]

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Title: Storm Front
Author: Sel
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Uh, just the end of the world.
Prompt: 2007 apocalypse_kree prompt #53 - "Something or someone causes everything electronic to stop working. (Think electromagnetic pulse, only on a prolonged, massive scale.)"
Summary: They have to prepare for the end of the world - or something like it.
Notes: This is my 2007 apocalypse_kree attempt, one year late but finally done! I can haz sol-bit bak naow!

Storm Front
Part One | Part Two

New fic: Defcon Alpha

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Title: Defcon Alpha
Author: sjhw_tolerance
Rating: Adult
Pairing: Sam & Jack
Warnings: Pseudo-apocalyptic silliness, fluff and smut.
Prompt: The end of the world.
Author's Note: I just could't come up with anything truly apocalyptic this time around, but since I took a prompt and then returned it, I lost a soul bit to surreallis, which in an effort to regain, I have written a rogue entry.

Defcon Alpha

Nothing Gold Can Stay

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Title: Nothing Gold Can Stay
Author: bohemian_heart 
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Sam/Jack
Warnings: People being dead, and an ambiguous ending :P
Prompt: 42. Sam/Jack. Steam trains, warm rain, rusty chains.
Notes: The song lyrics quoted are from The Court of the Crimson King by King Crimson

Nothing Gold Can Stay

Apocalypse Lullaby

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Title: Apocalypse Lullaby
Author: beanpot
Rating: PG13
Pairing: Sam/Cam
Warnings: None really
Prompt: Cam wonders (or tries to find out) how his parents are faring after the end of the world.
AN: I wasn't planning on writing, but a little old bird whispered in my ear and here you go. Many thanks to aurora_novarum and emeraldsword for the beta work.

Small bit:

“Tell me another story”, she asked, her back pressed to his front as the night wind brushed gently over them. It was one of those perfect nights that couldn’t happen anymore - with crisp air, soft wind, and a moon you could see. Sam felt him shift, always restless, his mind never calm and she needed him to be calm, centered. When he finally spoke, his voice was still harsh from the smoke they had inhaled for weeks, the wet clothes doing nothing to protect their vocal cords.

Apocalpyse Lullaby

Fic: Your Name on a Grain of Rice [G]

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Title: Your Name on a Grain of Rice
Author: Cole J
Rating: G
Pairing: Jack/Sam
Warnings: apocalypse, obviously
Prompt: At end of story. MASSIVE kudos to my beta and html code mentor cnidarian.

Your Name on a Grain of Rice