Middle Night Excerpt Meme

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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.

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

Comments

Influenced by the request just following.

[rubynye.livejournal.com]

Joanna's laughing, ponytail flying, feet off the ground as Kirk swings her around in circles over the grass. "Full impulse!" he shouts, spinning faster, and Joanna's wild giggles rise to shrieks of joy as Kirk dances her through the air.

Leah's laughing too, watching her daughter flying, feet kicking and face bright with life, watching Kirk whirl her, his hair catching the planetside sunshine. She feels her grin widen approvingly as she watches Kirk squeeze Joanna to her chest with his strong arms, until suddenly comprehension slams into her so hard she chokes. Joanna doesn't even know her father is dead, that Kirk killed him. She doesn't even know that he could kill both of them on a whim, and here Leah is laughing cheerfully as this murderous master of hers hugs her daughter.

She flings herself forward, reaching out, and Kirk looks up at her over Joanna's head. He tilts his head a little as one eyebrow goes up, glances down at Joanna and smirks, and Leah's belly clenches with that familiar chill she can never get used to. He kisses the top of Joanna's head as he puts her down, and Leah has to stand there and let him.

Joanna wobbles dizzily, arms extended, still laughing. Leah catches her hand and grips her shoulders, urgently asking, "You okay, Jojo? You had enough?"

"Whee!" Joanna answers, waving her head in a circle. "Whee, I want more!"

"No, baby, you've had enough," Leah tells her, and doesn't hear the sharpness of her voice until Joanna stops dancing under her hands to stare at her, confusion darkening her eyes.

"Aw, the kid's all right," Kirk says, with a heavy pat to Leah's shoulder; as she looks up at him, the light brilliant in his hair, his eyes glinting out of his shadowed face, he curves his hand under her arm and hauls her to her feet. "But your Mamma's right, that's enough," he tells Joanna, holding out his far hand as he wraps his near arm around Leah. "Let's go get some ice cream."

"Ice cream!" Joanna shouts, grabbing Kirk's hand and skipping on his other side like a lamb nestling beside a lion.

Leah can't reach across and grab her back. She halfheartedly grumps, "Empty calories, nothing but sugar and fat," and Joanna just laughs at her, piping and cheerful. Kirk laughs at her too, and squeezes her hard.




[It was this or the one where Jellico Academy Student Joanna shows her mother how to gut a taller opponent in one neat move, and that one didn't quite gel, alas.]

Re: Influenced by the request just following.

[rubynye.livejournal.com]

*glees* I am delighted that this delighted you. :D