A ficlet meme

[misscam]

So, not a huge fan of Valentine's Day due to the commercialism of it all. Also, it's never really been a tradition in Norway and thus feels a bit artifical here. But a day for love and friendship on principle, that I rather like.

So, to focus on that - a ficlete meme I modified from several on my flist.

Give me a pairing/friendship and a prompt you'd like a ficlet of minimum 75 words about. Prompts can be anything - a place, an object, a smell, just a word that strikes your fancy.

It'll have to be a fandom I'm more than a little familiar with - if in doubt, you can always ask if I know X well enough to write something.

(I won't write RPF or underage, but I'm not restricting this to only pairings I ship. If I get a lot of requests for similar pairings, I might make one big post with them all.)

Almost done with a CSI and Doctor Who fic as well. Wheee.

Comments

[kittycatness.livejournal.com]

In principle, Valentine's Day does seem nice. But in practise it means being alone and spending the night with two men called Ben and Jerry and the couch and "The Wedding Date".
Unless you've got someone to spend it with. And then it's going to be rather nice unless you want to go to the cinema.

Er...
I'd kind of like to read something Jack/Doctor with the prompt "apathy".



How's life, dear?


♥

[misscam.livejournal.com]

"This is my last body."

Jack hears, but it takes him a moment to listen, and a moment longer to make sense. Last. Death to follow, then. Him too. Like Ianto. Like Reina. Like John. Like everyone but him, living the curse of eternity.

(It's not a gift. It can't be a gift.)

"You're going to die," Jack says, and the Doctor just nods, strawberry-blond hair falling across his forehead.

Jack wishes he could care, but he doesn't. He doesn't feel anything, not even fatigue. That too has died from him and it's only life, life, life, stretching on.

"You're saying goodbye."

"Yes," the Doctor agrees, and watches him, even now something dark in his eyes. Envy or pity, Jack doesn't know.

The Doctor is dying and Jack doesn't feel anything.

(Not even the anger he kisses the Doctor with, or the grief that comes as tears.)

Not one thing.

(He's good at lying. He's had forever to craft it).

"Goodbye."

Life's all right. Usual busy. you?

[skybound2]

Jack wishes he could care, but he doesn't. He doesn't feel anything, not even fatigue. That too has died from him and it's only life, life, life, stretching on.

Oh, that's just beautiful, and painful, and just how I imagine Jack might feel one day.

[kittycatness.livejournal.com]

Envy or pity, Jack doesn't know.
Wow.
Seriously.


Sorry about the busy.
Life is... crazy. School and guy stuff.


♥

[bloodanna.livejournal.com]

Ouch... I can just see this so perfectly and that make it hurt all the more. Brilliantly done. ♥

[drakyndra.livejournal.com]

It probably says a lot about my feelings on Valentine's that the two things I am actually excited for about tomorrow are 1. The Indiana Jones trailer, and 2. Seeing Martha on Torchwood.

And since I might as well jump in on the ficleting: Doctor/Martha, Bessie (You know, Three's car)

(What are the fics you are almost finished about?)

[misscam.livejournal.com]

Four days in UNIT, and Martha already knows more about the Doctor from it than from all the time travelling with him.

He could guard what he told her. He can't guard the impressions he's left on others, the wrongs he's fixed, the friends he's made.

Some of them have been very informative, and so, she finds herself in a dark basement with a yellow car and more mothballs than her grandma's attic.

It's hard to imagine him in it, and not hard. She's seen how fast he can shift from jester to judge, and somewhere in the kaleidoscope that is the Doctor, there apparently is a man that drove a yellow car.

Touching the hood of it, she can imagine his hands on it too and his eruption of energy and enthusiasm seeing it again. She can almost even feel the hug he'd give her, and the feel of the car against her back stumbling into it.

Yes. It would be a good car to make out in. (Just as long as nothing gets stuck in those lamps.) Worth a note for the future. Just in case.

He could guard himself. He can't guard his echo, his file, his car, and she is fast learning.

(A Grissom/Sara fic and a fic I'm doing as a filler-in in a gift exchange. Don't think it'll be of much interest to you though, as prompts included Ten/Rose.)

[drakyndra.livejournal.com]

Oh, nice fic. Martha finding all about UNIT!Doctor is an idea I love.

[neadods.livejournal.com]

Yay! Yes, we need lots and lots of UNIT fic with Martha finding out more about the Doctor.

[colorstoobright.livejournal.com]

Because I'm missing some CSI, I want some Catherine/Warrick with the prompt "now".

[misscam.livejournal.com]

Catherine Willows sleeps with a married man and doesn't even feel guilty.

Not when the divorce will be legal after midnight. Not when the soon-to-be ex has already found a new man. Not when she's wanted so long and still done nothing. Not when it's Warrick Brown, skin slick with sweat against her sheets.

It's a warm day in Vegas, heat battering against her windows and sunlight defeating her blinds. It fills the room with curious patterns of shadow and light, and she watches them play on her tigh and his hand.

He's awake, but he doesn't speak. She knows they have a lot to discuss - what it means, how work will work now, if it will happen again, if it's love, lust or both, who to tell and who to mum - but right now, it's just heat and silence and them, Catherine and Warrrick and fantasy fallen before reality.

[colorstoobright.livejournal.com]

Oh man, that was beautiful. Happy Valentine's Day to me. :D

I love it, thanks!

[ambrosia-1.livejournal.com]

Do you know Sliders at all?

[misscam.livejournal.com]

Nope, don't think I've seen it at all, though the name rings some distant bell.

Sorry.

[rivrea.livejournal.com]

Could you write some Faramir/Éowyn for the prompt "spring", as a Valentine for a geeky and crabby modern spinster? :)

[misscam.livejournal.com]

Éowyn wakes before dawn, for the few first minutes merely keeping her eyes closed and feeling her body slowly come aware of itself, aches of age and all. Even under covers, the cold draft of winter seems to take hold in her bones, but it begins to lessen with each morning now.

Spring is dawning and life regrowing, and even her old body is heeding the call.

Each winter of late she has believed her last, each spring she defies another. Not her time yet. Not theirs.

Behind her, Faramir stirs slightly, his hand warm as it seeks hers. Soon, very soon, she'll dance with him under Ithilien's spring trees again and forget to feel old.

[rivrea.livejournal.com]

Oh, that's lovely. Thank you so much!

[skybound2]

V-day is a Hallmark holiday if ever there was one. I can't begrudge it though, since usually it means there are chocolates to be eaten ;-P

How about Doctor/Rose (Incarnation is up to you), prompt is linoleum :-)

[misscam.livejournal.com]

Once one a bored night, Rose had composed a list of likely first time shag places and shared them with Shareen, to much agreement and what-bastards-men-are.

Bed - 1.5 to 1 (Mickey, awkward more than good, but with promise, oh yes)

Car - 3 to 1 (Jimmy, painful more than anything and a good indication of what he was good for)

Parents' bed - 5 to 1 (Jackie would kill her)

Against a tree - 10 to 1 (Ow!)

On a horse - 25 to 1 (Only in very creative romance novels)

On a throne - 100 to 1 (The Queen would kill her)

The rest of the suggestions have been fuzzied by ever increasing alcohol levels at the time, but Rose is pretty sure 'inside the tummy of a dead linoleum monster' would rate about 10785632 to 1, substracting about one million for the partner being the Doctor, whose idea of normal is everything that isn't.

Still. Odds that she'll get to shag him odder places than that now that he's started - about 1 to 1.

[skybound2]

substracting about one million for the partner being the Doctor, whose idea of normal is everything that isn't.

Still. Odds that she'll get to shag him odder places than that now that he's started - about 1 to 1.

Hehe! Brilliant!

[phdelicious.livejournal.com]

Hmmm... I've never read fic for this fandom, but your profile says "Babylon 5" and I've been rewatching recently so...

B5 (no particular character) and snow

ETA: The ones you've posted so far are very good.

[bloodanna.livejournal.com]

Do you know 'Torchwood' or the movie 'The Labyrinth'?

[bloodanna.livejournal.com]

Actually, nevermind 'Torchwood'. Just, do you know that movie?

[misscam.livejournal.com]

Sorry, no, never seen it.

[bloodanna.livejournal.com]

Hmm, darn. I was really hoping for a cross-over. *pouts*
You really should see that movie, it's wonderful fun with David Bowie (complete with fantastic 80s hair and tight pants: Picture) and puppets!

Um, I suppose I should think of something else... *laughs*
So, how about Torchwood: Captain Jack Harkness/Ianto Jones/Captain John Hart; Prompt: Kink and Contentment.

[jonquil.livejournal.com]

Third Doctor/Master, regret.

[misscam.livejournal.com]

Sorry, but really don't feel I can write the Third Doctor - I haven't seen a full episode and most of what I know of him are from summaries of his run. ThirdEra!Master I know even less.

[falena]

Martha/Rose (non-shippy, please), parachute.

I totally feel the same way about Valentine's Day. Too commercial and "imported".

[canadian-kazz.livejournal.com]

The Doctor and the TARDIS, please. "Never Alone"

*is being predictable, sorry*

[lotus79.livejournal.com]

Lily/Snape. And for a prompt...

Bittersweet.

(I know; original, huh?)