browngirl | Middle Night Excerpt Meme

I was going to wait on this for... no good reason, really. (If it's not a good reason at 1:35 AM it's not a good reason. The inverse, however, is not true.) Henceforth: Snagged from

emiime, including her addendum.

Tell me about a story I never wrote, (eg, "The one where Chris Pike and Winona Kirk discover they had the same dream about George*.") and I'll write you a snippet from it. ETA my addition: from the rough draft. I contemplated writing these all and letting them sit a couple weeks like I usually do, and decided against it.

Snippets will be 100-500 words.

Rules:
1. One per person, please.
2. AUs and mirror!verse fics are okay.
3. As usual, het, slash, femmeslash, gen requests are all okay.
4. Your request should begin: "The one where..."

Standard rules apply, if you need to know if I know a fandom, just give me a shout and I'll let you know!

If you want something else, ask me about it, or just request it. If I'm not familiar with the fandom/characters you request, I'll ask you to prompt again!

Emi's addition: I make no guarantees that I will get to, or be inspired by, each and every prompt. But I'll try! ETA: Whee, okay, I really have enough now, thanks. ETAA: More polished versions here.

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lomedet and

tigerbright, this one's for you. Don't let me forget to include the making out.

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I really, absolutely adore the one where Character A realizes that one of the most wonderful things about Character B and PossiblyCharacter C is that they can take whatever s/he can dish out - no matter how much s/he struggles, they'll still be holding her. That her passion/needs/fears won't break them or scare them. That s/he doesn't have to be afraid to let go, with them.

But which story was it, my bright eyed lady?

***

Neal is mortally certain that's it, that this is the time Peter will yank out the handcuffs, will flip out his phone and call the prison, will wash his hands of Neal once and for all.

Except that Peter just stares at him, as they both breathe, as Neal waits for Peter's eyes to thaw until he realizes they never hardened.

***

Spock catches Jim's wrist easily, grip like a manacle of sun-warmed stone. "You will not damage yourself further," he says, voice quiet and implacable. "The Enterprise needs her Captain whole." Nyota's arms slide around Jim from behind, she presses her cheek behind his heart and he can't hold it anymore, he can't breathe, he starts to shake, and Spock continues, "As do we."

***

"Just-- just --" Steph can't even choke out 'go the fuck away', but she knows Tim can hear it in the choke of her voice, the scuff of her boots as she sprints away, as she flings herself off the roof, already sobbing. She flies blindly, swinging across the tear-blurred Gotham sky by sheer luck, hits the ground and rolls and stumbles and drops to her knees.

A gentle hand lands on her shoulder, not pressing, just touching, and Steph knows it's Tim's thigh she's leaning her forehead against as she cries.

***

(Tribute/sequel to this story which greatly impressed me.)

The next time Pike jerks taut on an adrenaline flare, whipping around fist-first, his hand swings eight centimeters past One's nose. She stands there, calm and collected as if he didn't just nearly fucking hit her and he's caught between punching himself and roaring at her because now she knows what he could do --

--until she arches one precise eyebrow, and reports, "Nearly a decimeter. I think you pulled that one."

***

"Jason," is all Bruce says, something naked and raw in his voice, and Jason stops and turns around.

I enjoyed the everloving heck out of this.

Well, good. *beams at you*

:-D That was...wow, yeah.
I just couldn't decide on a pairing. I thought, Kirk/Uhura/Spock! Then decided that Kirk/Bones/Chekov would be better. Then pondered Kirk/Bones/Spock...and perhaps a few others. So I used placeholders. And boy, am I glad I did!
(Now, though, I have my own Kirk/Bones/Gaila brewing.)

*laugh* And I couldnm't decide on a pairing either. Hence this.

(And I did a little dance at the thought of you writing Kirk/Bones/Gaila! EEE!)

OH... YOU! *keyboardsmash of utter delight*

I love keyboardsmashes! And delighting you. :D

White Collar! *flails a little*

I love White Collar ridiculously. I need to catch up on all the episdes and start writing fic!

Middle Night Excerpt Meme

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