Middle Night Excerpt Meme

[browngirl]

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

Because I just got done with a serious genderswap: a little crack.

[rubynye.livejournal.com]

Leonard looks up into the mirror and drops his beard suppressor, which promptly disintegrates all over the sink. He can barely notice the spray of small electronic shards against his bare chest and abdomen, not when he's staring at the reflection of a tall blonde woman with an ear-to-ear grin of shining mischief below sparking blue eyes he'd know anywhere and above a long sleek neck and gracefully slanted collarbones.

He turns around, and his jaw falls like the shaver, because she's got breasts like ripe swells of joy and sweeping curves to kill for, long hands planted on her wide hips above long sleek sturdy legs. She looks three-dimensional and tactile and too goddamn hot for a tired doctor to deal with on an ordinary underslept morning.

And she's Jim, Leonard knows it, even before she crosses the bathroom in two long hip-swinging, breast-bouncing strides to slide one finger under his jaw and shut his mouth. "Good morning to you too, Bones," Jim says with perfectly familiar obnoxious cheer, and smacks his shoulder as bruisingly as ever. "Guess I don't need to ask if you like it."

[magickalmolly.livejournal.com]

AHAHAHAHAAA! *squeals in glee* This fandom is making me like genderswapping like nothing else.

Oh Jim, you hot wench.

[rubynye.livejournal.com]

I love this fandom for genderswap, both in seriousness and in... stuff like this.

And o, the sauciness of Jim!

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[asimaiyat.livejournal.com]

oh man, do want. Do I ever. :D

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[rubynye.livejournal.com]

Me TOO.

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[secretsolitaire.livejournal.com]

"Breasts like ripe swells of joy," what an awesome line! This Jim sounds delish. ;-)

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[rubynye.livejournal.com]

*curtseys* Thank you. :) I figure Jim Kirk should be tasty in all aspects.