Peacock 'Verse - kseda - Tin Man (2007. By Any Other Name - TrekFaerie - Tin Man (2007. “Wyatt, could you help me with this?” Cain nearly dropped his coffee mug in shock. He froze, his face completely impassive as his thoughts raced like quicksilver. It was nothing, he tried to tell himself. Nothing at all. For the nearly five annuals Cain had known him, Glitch, despite his flakiness on everything else, had always remained rather consistent on his use of names.
Cain had always, in a way, understood Glitch’s almost reluctance towards using given names. What did it mean? ... Frowning, Glitch revealed a colorfully wrapped gift, an equally as colorful ribbon hanging limply off the sides of it. “What’s it for, anyway?” Glitch’s face fell, but it quickly twisted itself back up into a smirk. ‘Who calls you scatterbrained? “I just can’t believe that you’d be busy enough to forget DG’s birthday party!” He looked away sheepishly. Glitch sniffed dramatically, turning away slightly. “I’m sorry.” Glitch faced him, eyes widened and confused by the earnestness, the sincerity, of his voice. Reconciliation - kseda - Tin Man (2007. Ambrose was upside down. He knew this because of the head rush, and the way his knees were folded up and his arms flailed. Whatever was holding him up dug into his shoulder and pressed tight to his chest. "That's bizarre," he remarked weakly. A soft grunt came in reply, and he opened his eyes.
He was in a car, and the car was upside down. A seatbelt was holding him in place, which was fortuitous given what he thought he was seeing in front of him. Wedged between the roof and the dash, his back to the cracked windshield, was Wyatt Cain. Ambrose marveled at this spectacle, then gasped as he remembered the long drive to his family's home, Cain's reluctant offer to escort him as apparently he could not be trusted not to get lost while driving home. With trepidation Ambrose cleared his throat. Cain winced. "Ambrose, thank you," Ambrose replied tersely, but smiled nonetheless. "What happened? " Ambrose pointed towards the floor. "I'm lucky," Cain replied with a questionable amount of sarcasm. Inside - HSavinien - Tin Man (2007. Weathering the Storm - Jedi Buttercup (jedibuttercup) - Tin Man (2007), Oz - L. Frank Baum. Chapter Text "So," Zero said, his voice raspy with disuse after Ozma only knew how long in that iron suit.
He drew his gaze away from the dancing flames of the small fire his men had built in a secluded forest clearing, clutching his cloak tighter around his shoulders, and took stock of the small group of Longcoats who'd come to release him from Wyatt Cain's idea of justice. "Report. " They were a pitiful bunch to his worn and jaded eye: a bare handful of men, still bloodstained, dirty, and downcast after the many days that must have passed since Cain's son and his men had ambushed Zero's convoy. Captain Jinjur swallowed, a flash of dismay twisting her features. "None of us were with the Sorceress' home guard when the rebels attacked," she said, clutching something small in her gloved fist. "Gone as in...? " The captain tipped her palm above his cupped hands, dropping the disc into them with a grimace. "That bad, then," he said, frowning. Before the younger princess' unexplained death. Feline_artistry: Fanfiction: Tin Man (PG)
Title: Stop Me...Pairing/Characters: Glitch, Wyatt Cain; Glitch/CainRating: PGFandom: Tin ManWord Count: 190Spoilers: The entire miniseriesSummary: Cain has a unique way of keeping Glitch from repeaing himself.Notes/Warnings: Written for kseda on comment_fic. Her prompt was: Tin Man, Glitch/Cain, stop me if you think that you've heard this one before. This is what I came up with, my first Tin Man fic.
Stop Me... Glitch's voice intruded on Cain's thoughts. "Stop. " Even without looking up, the Tin Man knew the Royal Advisor was pouting. "You've been telling the same joke for the past three weeks," Cain explained, putting his gun back together. Dark brows drew into a puzzled frown. "Yes, I am. " Brown eyes gazed blankly at Cain. "I rest my case. " A bright smile suddenly spread across the Royal Advisor's face. Cain had an eyebrow cocked when he ended the kiss.
"I don't know, but I'll say it again if it means you'll kiss me again. " End. Road to Recovery. Title: Road to Recovery Author: Jedi Buttercup Rating: PG Summary: Real life was a whole lot messier than fairy tales ever accounted for. 2400 words. Disclaimer: Property of L. Frank Baum, Sci-Fi Channel & etc., not me. Alas. Spoilers: "Tin Man" miniseries (all parts) Notes: First entry in a new fandom. "Where the light will take them, only one way to know... " D.G. paused at the open door to the balcony, staring worriedly out at the pensive form of her Tin Man. "Hey," she finally said, walking out onto the balcony. Cain shot her a cool, evaluating glance-- the same one he gave any sudden movement in his sphere of awareness-- then smiled a little, just a tiny twitch at the corners of his mouth.
"Haven't seen you around much the last few days," she said softly, stepping up next to him and crossing her arms atop the stone railing edging the marble expanse. Below them, the O.Z. spread out, sunlit and healing. D.G. winced in sympathy. She smiled faintly at that, feeling annoyed and foolish. "Hey! " A Bit of an Idiot. “One hundred…. Ninety-nine…. Ninety-eight…. Ninety-seven….” He couldn’t move. “Ninety-one…. His vision swirled and faded, but he didn’t need it to know what was coming, and he never stopped feeling. “Seventy-six….
“Fifty-nine…. There was anticipation in the voice behind the clinical tone. “Thirty-four…. If he could have screamed, he would have. “Eleven…. He was going to be one of the people he’d always pitied, he’d always pleaded against headcasing people as a punishment because the idea was so horrifying, but he understood the necessity, and now— “Four…. It was to be him— “One.” His thought froze as still as his body when the first knife carved its delicate path across his skull, and then there was no thought at all, only horror and terror and— “Ambrose?”
--pain and fear and more fear and more fear and more— “Ambrose!” --more fear and more fear and more fear and— “Glitch!” “Oh, goodness,” he murmured, looking around. “Of course—I was only sleeping. “Well, I was sleeping.” “You didn’t! “Wake up!” Monsterbike, a tin man fanfic. My second story written entirely in conversation format, because I am lazy. If you get confused, I don't blame you. Disclaimer: Cain, Glitch and DG belong to the SciFi mini-series Tin Man. "You know, I did have my doubts. Wait, let me rephrase that; I was willing to give you the benefit of the doubt. " "What are you talking about, Cain? " "I'm talking about your reason for existence, which seems to be making my life unreasonably difficult. "Hey, I resent that accusation! "Oh really? " "Yes, really! " "Then would you explain to me why DG is tearing up the castle grounds on a mechanical monster . . .
" "It's called a motorbike, Cain. " " . . . "It's her 21st birthday present. "Yeah, I know that, Zipperhead. "Oh, well she really missed her bike from the Other Side and I thought it might help her adjust more to being here. " "At the expense of the whole damn O.Z, who now has to adjust to their princess acting like a psychotic Munchkin on vapours? " "Tch, you're so crude, Cain. "What's the harm? "I did? The Many Weather Patterns of Glitch and Ambrose Chapter 1: Rain, a tin man fanfic. AN: I've had this story lying around for quite some time and decided that it needed posting.
I'm not sure if anyone out there is still into the Tin Man craze (I know it's passed me by a little bit), but it's nice to reminisce, yes? Enjoy! Chapter One: Rain Ambrose sighs and rubs at his temple, staring down at the equations coating several pieces of parchment and much of the desk. The witch's recalibration of the Sunseeder has sent all weather patterns into disarray, thus resulting in the rain. The inventor sighs again and brushes the papers off of his desk in frustration, burying his face in his hands and whimpering.
"It's not your fault, headcase. " Ambrose draws in a sharp breath as the deep, husky voice reverberates off the looming walls. "You know that, don't you? " "It's nice to be lied to every once in a while," Ambrose breathes exhaustedly. Ambrose huffs, a hysterical chuckle breaking free of his throat as he grasps Cain's wrists and pulls the man's hands from his face. Thaw, a tin man fanfic. Title: ThawAuthor: Kay SedaSummary: Cain keeps waiting for spring.Characters/Pairing: the rather early stages of Cain/Glitch Cain did not do well with cold, not since the Northern Island. It wasn't just the physical discomfort either, although the feel of a chill seeping into his bones did give rise to disproportionate panic. It was the haunting memory of all the scenarios he'd contrived for his family's suffering, the fantasies Zero's words had evoked while he lay exhausted on the ice, waiting for it all to finally end.
The certainty, then, that they were still out there and he was still going to fail them as he slipped into unconsciousness. Nearly an annual later he stood at a north facing window and watched winter's last storm beat itself against the glass in a racket of sleet. With one hand held a few inches from the panes Cain could feel the cold sneaking in, leeching the warmth from his flesh. "What are you doing? " Cain cursed and flinched back from the window. Cain nodded. Luchia13: ULTIMATE MASTER LIST OF DOOM - updated 3/30. I’ve been meaning to do this for a while, so here you go. All of my fanfic and icons in one hopefully-easy-to-navigate post so nobody has to scroll and scroll and scroll to find stuff! Huzzah and whatnot. Also, have an AO3. I only put the stuff I like up there, though, so this is the real true complete-type list Fanfic Tin Man Oneshots AI Ambrose And The Time Cain Was Kind Of His Wife (For Very Logical Reasons Of Course) - Once upon a time Ambrose made a virtual reality whorehouse called Cabaret.
The Four Hundredth Time (And It Never Gets Old, Even If They Do) - Life sucks, then you die. Glitch’s Dog Is Only Part-Time (But He’s Always, Always Glitch’s) - Glitch's dog is actually Cain, who is not a dog, but a man. How DG Learned To Stop Worrying And Love Her Pissy Soul - The fandom's required People Get Daemons (aka soul animals) fic. Jeb Has One To Two-And-A-Half Daddies (Depending On Their Moods And Mental Stability) - Glimbrose adjusts to being Glimbrose. Life/Tin Man Fusion andrealyn.
Reconciliation, a tin man fanfic. Title: ReconciliationAuthor: Kay SedaRating: PG-13Summary: Ambrose thinks his brain's been fixed, Cain thinks it's beyond repair. With any luck they're both wrong.Characters/Pairing: Cain/Gli- Ambro- Glimb- IT'S COMPLICATED, and an OC *gasp*.Warnings: A bloody injury resulting from carelessness combined with bad physics. Also a bad running gag, an extended flashback, and bad made-up medicine Ambrose was upside down. He knew this because of the head rush, and the way his knees were folded up and his arms flailed. Whatever was holding him up dug into his shoulder and pressed tight to his chest.
"That's bizarre," he remarked weakly. He was in a car, and the car was upside down. Wedged between the roof and the dash, his back to the cracked windshield, was Wyatt Cain. Ambrose marveled at this spectacle, then gasped as he remembered the long drive to his family's home, Cain's reluctant offer to escort him as apparently he could not be trusted not to get lost while driving home.
Cain winced. Canine Devotion, The Dog And Pony Show Remix, a tin man fanfic. Title: Canine Devotion (The Dog And Pony Show Remix)Author: Kay SedaSummary: "There is no faith which has never yet been broken, except that of a truly faithful dog. " - Konrad Lorenz (1903–1989) Austrian zoologist and ethologistRating: PGWarnings: *checks the original* "It's not bestiality. Really. " still applies.Author's Note: Written for the first Tin Man fic remix challenge, the original story was "Glitch's Dog Is Only Part-Time (But He's Always, Always Glitch's)" by luchia13 on LJ.
In this universe Cain is a shapeshifter like Toto (but then so's just about everyone, whether they know it or not), only he turns into a great big golden retriever. "She's a vixen," one of his classmates had told him the night he met Adora. Cain shook his head. "She's a lady, no two ways about it. " Later, when he considered her stealth, the way she'd grinned, her cleverness and grace, he decided that maybe she was part fox all along. Four annuals was a long, long time to spend on four feet. Luchia13: Glitch's Dog Is Only Part-Time (But He's Always, Always Glitch's) This is for a lot of people! I'll single out theempress14 for birthday-ness, even if she doesn't want it.
The Usual Suspects are also included. You already know who you are and I am not listing all your names. Title: Glitch's Dog Is Only Part-Time (But He's Always, Always Glitch's)Rating: PG-13.Pairing: Glitch/Cain. Duh.Warnings: It's not bestiality. Really. Glitch’s Dog Is Only Part-Time(But He’s Always, Always Glitch's) Cain was still perched on top of him, intelligent blue eyes scanning the room as Glitch stared up at him. “I can-” Glitch protested, only for the golden retriever to press down just that bit harder on the spot where the bullet had grazed him. Cain let out a snort at that, the dog’s equivalent of an amused smirk. The man was too busy smirking down at the whining and bleeding retriever to even notice Glitch before he’d nearly kicked the man through the wall, furious and looking like he’d just crawled out of hell for the man’s own personal enjoyment for the evening. “Huh.” How To Score A Threesome Without Really Trying, a tin man fanfic. Title: How To Score A Threesome Without Really TryingAuthor: Kay SedaPairing: Ambrose/The Queen/Ahamo.Warnings: First-person Ahamo, and his filthy dirty mind.Author's Note: Written for the demilos_wagon fic exchange on LJ.
In my memory it all happened very quickly: the storm, losing control of the balloon, and getting control back only to look down and realize I was nowhere near Nebraska anymore. Then came landing, and a whole shitload of guns and blades being directed at me by guys in short black leather biker jackets. "Aw hell," I managed to get out, and closed my eyes when the lead biker-guy clicked the safety off. So I heard her before I saw her, my savior, my guardian angel.
"It is as foretold! " When I heard the safety snap on again I chanced looking, and there was the most beautiful woman I ever did see. She was young, more than likely jail bait, but the guys where tripping over themselves to get out of her way. "Hello there-" "Silence! " "It is as foretold! " "No, your highness.
" "Okay. Out Of Bonds, a tin man fanfic. Title: Out Of BondsAuthor: Kay SedaSummary: Being an account of events regarding the royal family of the Outer Zone, by Prince Consort Ahamo (known to some as Jacob Williamson).Rating: R for ~language~, also casual drug use and implied sexingsCast: Ahamo, Ambrose, Lavendel, Azkadellia, DG, Vy'Soriat Kheel, Zane Bryce, Phil, Zero (probably), Airofday, Wyatt and Jeb Cain, Raw, Glitch, and special guest Guinevere the Peacock. None of those people are OCs (except for Guinevere)Notes: Peacock 'verse, aka the royal threesome (see How To Score A Threesome Without Really Trying). Column A of tm_challenge's seasonal prompt table on LJ. 1 - Summer Common wisdom held that second pregnancies were easier than first ones, but hell if my girl didn't turn that right on its head.
Don't get me wrong, I love Azkadellia, heart and soul unconditionally, but holding DG - I can't explain, it was like I finally had...I don't know. She looked worried, somehow, and I wanted nothing more than to make that stop. fin. And No Birds Sing, a tin man fanfic. Everybody Wants You, a tin man fanfic. Intangible Spaces, a tin man fanfic. Kay Seda. Cold Steel, a tin man fanfic. Not What He Seems Chapter 1, a tin man fanfic. Broken Fairytales Chapter 1, a tin man fanfic.
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