The IronMan Seven

Title: Dirtied
Author: ketchupblood
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Het, smut, non-con
Word Count: 1,500
Author's Notes: It's actually Saturday, but since I haven't slept yet I think it still counts as Friday. =P

(  Aquarnor was the city of decadence  )

Title: Reunion
Author: Random
Rating: PG
Word Count: 424
Warnings: Slash
Author Notes: Part of earlier continuity.

( Farren things he might become sick )

Title: Exonerate
Author: Random
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Slavery/Racism, Slash
Word Count: 639
Summary: After the end, they resurrect themselves.
Author Notes: This follows the continuity as 'Siren'.

( If he glances below, he'll see a figure walking )

Title: Exile by Choice
Author: trio
Rating: G
Warnings: Fantasy
Word Count: 347
Summary: Where all worlds meet, the butler regrets.
Author's Notes: The concept of the house was from a place that a friend and I made up to play in. I have changed it up some, to properly support the angst.

( There is a house in the small space where all worlds connect. )

Title: Prison of What Is
Author: trio
Rating: G
Warnings: Fantasy
Word Count: 429
Summary: Eunhi is coping with being forgotten.
Author's Notes: Eunhi and Ohru are my characters from a universe I dreamt up solely for this challenge. However, they may just stick around. I kinda like them.

( There's a place between the worlds, where the old gods go. )

Title: Siren
Author: Random
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Vague Bondage/Racism?
Word Count: 353
Summary: The beginning (the end).
Author's Notes: Part of a much longer work, and therefore probably will not make much sense. If original fiction is not permitted, please inform me, and I will remove this.


( Over the wind rises an eerie song- )

Title: Interrogation
Author: kairiku
Rating: PG to be safe
Warnings: Implied torture.
Word Count: 383
Summary: Leah has been here with Zander for a week.
Author's Notes: If original fic isn't allowed, let me know and I'll write something else. ._.

( The path that I have chosen now has led me to a wall, and with each passing day I feel a little more like something dear was lost. )