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Title: When Truth Becomes Clear
Fandom: Elenium/Tamuli - Eddings
Characters: Ehlana, Mirtai, Melidere, Alean, Danae
Rating: G
Word Count: ~1700
Summary: What if Sparhawk wasn't the only one to know Danae's true identity?
Notes: Written for [ profile] darkseraphim in the 2013 RareWomen Exchange.
When Truth Becomes Clear )
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Title: What Might Have Been
Fandom: Elenium/Tamuli
Characters: Talen
Rating: G
Word Count: 3007
Summary: Four lives that Talen might have led.
Notes: Written for [ profile] tzigane in Yuletide 2011.


What Might Have Been )
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Title: Homecoming (The Goddess Blessed Remix)
Fandom: Eddings Elenium/Tamuli
Characters: Sephrenia, Vanion
Rating: G
Word Count: 527
Summary: She always knew when he was nearby.
Original Story: Blessings by [ profile] rosemaryandrue
Written for Remix Madness 2011

Homecoming (The Goddess Blessed Remix) )
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Title: Voices in the Deep
Author: [personal profile] velvetmouse
Recipient: [ profile] perryvic
Fandom: David Eddings's Belgariad/Malloreon series
Characters: Errand, UL, with brief appearances by Belgarath, Polgara, Garion, Ce'Nedra, Durnik, Toth and Silk.
Rating: G
Word Count: 2217
Warnings/Spoilers: Spoilers for all of the Belgariad and the first two books of the Malloreon, I guess.
Summary: As they begin their serch for Garion's son, Errand has a very special task awaiting him in the caves of Prolgu.
Notes: If you know the universe, you should be able to follow this without problem. For those who want to do a quick re-read, this is a re-telling of Chapter 1 of King of the Murgos (Malloreon, Bk 2). I was very strongly tempted to give this a funky remix sub-title, so if it makes you happy, you can think of this as "Voices in the Deep (The Growing Up Is Hard To Do Remix)"

Written for Yuletide 2010.

Voices in the Deep )
velvetfiction: (chocolate&magic)
Fandom: Eddings's Belgariad/Tamuli crossover
Characters: Danae & Eriond

"He's being so stubborn about it," Danae complained. "It's not as though he doesn't know who I am. He's known that since before the wedding. And yet he refuses to let me fix this."

Eriond smiled and lay his hand on the shoulder of the frustrated princess. Danae's features softened briefly, but then she scowled and pulled away.

"Don't do that, Eriond. I taught you that trick, remember?"

"And yet it still works on you," he replied in amusement.

"Don't change the subject," she replied tartly. "You're supposed to be telling me how to get through to my oh-so-stubborn husband, remember?"

"Have you tried asking your father? I imagine Sparhawk would be more of an authority on this subject than I am."

"I tried. He just tells me that I chose to take a form that would require I grow up, and that this is part of being an adult and a princess," Danae grumped, throwing herself down on one of the many benches that lined the courtyard.

Eriond frowned. "He's right you know. And princesses don't flop, Danae. Nor do goddesses," he reprimanded her.

Danae stuck her tongue out. "You've spent too much time with Polgara. And I should have known you'd take father's side in this."

"Because you know we're both right. Look," he asked as he sat down next to her, "have you tried asking Talen why he objects so much? You can't hope to convince him if you don't know why he's objecting in the first place."

"No. . ." Danae replied sheepishly. "I guess I should do that, shouldn't I?"


"Thank you, dear brother, I'll go try that." With a quick kiss on Eriond's cheek, Danae trotted off. Eriond shook his head in amusement. Even he wasn't immune to her kisses. Talen didn't stand a chance.
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Fandom: Eddings (Belgariad/Mallorean)/Buffy crossover
Characters: Garion & Wesley

It was one of those conversations that could have only taken place after too little sleep and too much alcohol.

"If you could go back in time and tell yourself anything, what would it be?" Wesley asked as he slumped back on one of the beat up couches in the lounge. He was rumpled and beat up, a far cry from his usual immaculate presentation.

Garion gave him a sharp look, but Wes held up one hand. "No, no," he amended hastily, "I haven't found a way to actually do that. It was more in the nature of a hypothetical question."

"Oh, okay," Garion said, relaxing back into his own seat. "Don't scare me like that. Grandfather has forbidden me from mucking around with time until I'm at least 5000, and given how mad he got when I started playing with the weather, I don't even want to think about the lecture I would get if I didn't listen."

Both men shuddered at the thought. Being on the receiving end of one of Belgarath's blistering lectures was not something either one wanted to experience again.

"I think," Garion said slowly, taking another sip of his drink, "that I would tell myself not to be such a whiny little boy. That chosen family is more important than anything, that Aunt Pol and Grandfather will love me no matter what, and that most of all, Life. Is. Not. Fair." He punctuated each word with a tap on the chair, causing his drink to slosh. "And so I need to stop complaining about it and just deal with it."

Wesley chuckled. "Amen."

"What 'bout you?"

"To get over myself, get the pole out of my arse, and open my eyes. That life cannot be lived in books and reality is far more exciting than any historical chronicle. Oh, and never, ever to get romantically involved with a demon."

Whatever Garion might have replied was cut off by a siren sounding through the room. Both men groaned.

"Can't it be someone else's turn to save the multi-verse?" Garion muttered.

"You'd think they'd give us a few moment's peace. Not fair," Wesley agreed.

"Duty calls," Garion sighed and placed a hand on each of their foreheads. A brief surge of Will, and the two men were sobered up.

Wesley suddenly grinned as he reholstered his weapons. "But I don't waaaaaannnnnaaaaa," he whined.

"It's not faaaaiiiiiirrrrrrr," Garion whined back as he shouldered Irongrip's sword.

"Do we haaavvveee to?" they asked in unison as they went to meet up with the rest of the team.
velvetfiction: (plotbunny)
Fandom: Eddings (Belgariad/Mallorean)/PotC crossover
Characters: Silk & Jack


"It's all about the game, really," Silk said confidentially, taking another swig of rum.

"Ab-so-hic-lutely!" Jack agreed. "The game, the chase, the thrill of the hunt."

"Coins are just a way of keeping score. Back home, I have a lot of coins."

"Good on you, mate. I tend to keep score by how many ships I've sunk, but it amounts to the same thing, really. To victory!"

"To victory!" Silk echoed and they clanked their bottles together. He took another drink and tugged on his nose thoughtfully. "So if we're winners in this game of ours, how does that explain why we're stuck here on this little island with a stash of rum, while Liselle and 'lizabeth are off running around with your boat?"

"Ship," Jack corrected absently. "And it doesn't. You see, mate, women have a different set of rules. And they change them when you're not looking."

Silk nodded sagely. That made perfect sense of course. He always knew Liselle was cheating, and said as much.

"Lizzy too," Jack agreed. "Awfully good at what they do, though."

"I'll drink to that."

And so they did.


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