Fallen Angel's Recs
(in alphabetical order)



I'm not good at labelling stories with keywords, so I simply wrote down a short excerpt of each story and added the rating.





'500 Words Are Not Enough' by Miriam Heddy
NC-17

"There isn't time and there isn't space, but still we press our bodies together and I want to say something that will stop this before it moves over the chasm from fantasy to memory. I don't want to remember you, Mulder. So please, take your hand off my chest..."

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'Battered Krycek Blues' by Torch
PG-13

"...The way you look at me drives me crazy, you know that? You turned over a rock, I came crawling out. I'm slime, I'm a creep, I'm so fucking disgusting you have to keep hitting me over and over. That's not how you used to touch me..."

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'Clouds' by Sabeth
PG --Death Story

"It isn't easy to let go, you know. A cold wind is blowing, playing with some clouds. Everything's grey today, the sunlight isn't really brightening. It seems as if nature wanted to reflect the way I feel inside..."

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'Dreaming Is Free' by Viridian5
R

" 'So I was walking down this alley when I heard a loud sound, like bells and glass breaking. I drew my gun and ran at it. I know, I know, stupid, but this is a dream, remember? I reached the end and saw a huge pile of gemstones, with more falling from the sky by the minute. They glowed and gleamed in more colors than I would have guessed existed...' "

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'Falling' by DBKate
NC-17

"...A cautious part of Krycek wanted to pull away, but, in whole, he was powerless to. Especially since Mulder's hands quickly went to the lapels of his leather jacket, pushed it over his shoulders, and he heard the soft clatter of metal zippers and buckles fall to the hardwood floor. The kiss deepened..."

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'Faraway, So Close' by Twilight
PG-13

"...I lean against the window frame, aware that the thick coating of dust adorning the cracking paint must be striping the back of my jacket. It doesn't really bother me. I'm too busy watching you...."

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'Give My Angel Away' by Lissa
PG

"Realization of beauty never comes close to us while we are walking this earth. Sparkling far away in the height of midnight skies it remains unexplained, unreachable, untouched and sacred...."

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'Invitation To The Dance' by JiM
PG-13

"The slip of paper had been placed perfectly in the center of the pale trapezoid of light from the transom. It mocked Mulder with its very innocuousness, the neat lettering on it whispering of mysteries that he did not want to know any more..."

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'Lone Primate' by Nonie Rider
PG-13

"Christ, I've got to stop drinking this crap. I've got to stop drinking, or it's gonna get out of hand and get me killed. And if I want that, the Beretta 9- mil would be a lot faster. But the grave's so cold..."

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'Mirrors III: The Motel' by Lone Gungirl
R

"Mulder checked out the area for troop members. He was impatient and nervous. A human can only survive two days without drinking. Since it had to be Krycek's fourth day in the silo it meant he could already be dead. Or dying..."

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'One Perfect Moment Of Happiness' by Donna Milan
NC-17

"Fox just sat there in the darkness, dumbfounded by all that Alex had revealed to him. He remained in that same spot for God knows how long, remembering, trying to make sense of it all, as if that could really be done. Alex loved him..."

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'Persuading You' by Araxdelan
PG

"...I could never make you love me. But it doesn't mean I won't try. I give you the one thing I know you'll understand, the one thing you can't ignore. The one thing you can't twist or change for the purpose of your own agenda and explanations. I give you my heart..."

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'Rain Universe' by Sabeth
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'Rain'
PG-13

" 'Don't do this to me,' I want to tell him. 'Don't do it because my heart's already speeding like there's no tomorrow and I'm not sure how much more I can take,' but I'm not saying anything as he pulls me out of the room, into an outside of heavy, damp air that makes you tense. Tense because your whole body can feel what nature's building up to, a thunderstorm so big and so impressing and so wild..."

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'Rain II- Shades of Grey'
PG-13

" 'It can't rain all the time,' he says and looks at me from his place over there at the table. I'm cuddled up below the covers and keep looking at him, staring at him for no obvious reason. The rain is still loudly pounding against the window, and I let my glance slide outside, into the greyness, as I talk. 'I've missed you...' "

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'Safety' Series by Jadzia
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'So Cruel' by Maria M.
Unfortunately removed from the net.


'Souls' by Araxdelan
R

"...I walk down the familiar path, large stones crunching under my feet. I leave no tracks here, no one could follow me, even if they knew where I was. I see him, standing under a twisted tree, twisted like his soul. I stop a few feet from him, and stare. He stares back, a dangerous green glare..."

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'Spalniy Vagon' by Brenda Antrim
NC-17

"...Krycek stared at him. It was a masterful performance, although the gaping jaw was probably overkill. Unable to resist the temptation, he put one finger under that square jaw and snapped it shut. Krycek blushed. Mulder's own jaw dropped. He didn't know Krycek knew how to blush..."

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'Sundown' by DBKate
R

"...Held a long finger against my lips, and I could smell the slight, bitter tang of some sharp fruit that he must have been peeling a moment before. I was silenced, completely, and he looked at me for a long moment, perhaps soulfully, but all I could see were the gold flecks of his iris, the feathered line of lashes against delicate skin..."

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'The Grey Havens' by Cody Nelson
G

"There were times when Alex Krycek felt broken inside. Not often - most of the time, he felt nothing but a cool, comfortable emptiness, serene and untroublesome, that left him steady and calm and free to do the things he had to do..."

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'The Last Time' by Jan
R

"...Bundling his jacket closer around his body, he settled back and looked up at the window, into the room where the tv's flickering glow licked at the dark corners of the ceiling. What was he watching up there? A porn movie? A 'psychic friends' infomercial? Was he even awake? Yeah, he was..."

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'The Right Way' by DBKate
NC-17

"...Down in the water it went, drowning, billowing red floating water-silk it was now, and I slid down further into the tub. Better... better than drugs, the lazy draining cotton-cloud feeling that took hold. I could sleep now -- for the first time in months. I could sleep forever now. For the last time in my life. Whatever..."

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'The Rose' by Amirin
PG

"I've heard you can always find old roses in a cemetery. It's true. Tangled, overgrown, hardy. But, there. Always. Guarding the dead. I tend the one I have that reminds me of you. Sweet-scented, intoxicating, spicy. Lots of thorns. A survivor..."

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'Those Early Morning Hours' by Sarah
NC-17

"Rain is falling outside, the sound of the drops on the window pane are strangely hypnotic. My lover sleeps beside me, arm wrapped around me. My arms are around his waist, my hands stroke his lower back.. and at these times, in the early morning hours.. I feel the most peaceful...."

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'Wings And Lilacs' by Lissa
PG-13

"The night is soft. There was rain again but it has stopped and now the air is fresh and a little sour. It is a summer night and all windows are wide open letting the wind blow freely into the rooms, peaceful and silent in their deep sleep. The wind does not howl and weep this night..."

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