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Hi! Hello! Howdy!
Life. Oh, life. So, the biggest thing is that I got a promotion. It's kind of cool! I'm now project management support for this big piece of legislation that has to be implemented throughout the county and I'm going to be the person on the other end of the phone telling people (nicely) to please get your stuff done. Eeeeee! There's a raise an everything. I'm a little frazzled. *twitches*
I've just started watching BBC's Musketeers and it's DELIGHTFUL.
I...have not been writing, which sucks. So... MEME!
Leave me a prompt, a pairing or a charactor, and a fandom and I will write you a three line fic. Throw anyone at me! Help me write! :D
Life. Oh, life. So, the biggest thing is that I got a promotion. It's kind of cool! I'm now project management support for this big piece of legislation that has to be implemented throughout the county and I'm going to be the person on the other end of the phone telling people (nicely) to please get your stuff done. Eeeeee! There's a raise an everything. I'm a little frazzled. *twitches*
I've just started watching BBC's Musketeers and it's DELIGHTFUL.
I...have not been writing, which sucks. So... MEME!
Leave me a prompt, a pairing or a charactor, and a fandom and I will write you a three line fic. Throw anyone at me! Help me write! :D
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Hmmmm choices!
Since I've been trying to get moving on originals and I like to share the wealth around, how about something from one of your originals - be it a Fake TV, TC&G, or the newer Ghost Writer/Ghost version of TC&G! And for the prompt of "You must become an island." ('Islands' by Sara Barellies has been in my head like crazy lately.)
Oh, btw - were you the one who joined GetYourWordsOut this year and dragged me over there? Because they've got bingo cards up and I totallly claimed 2 lol. I'm getting ready to throw up the cards - if you wanted to prompt me fandoms/pairings on one of the cards for a particular square that could be fun!
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Milday de Winter/Athos, the devil could never love hell the way I love you.
Constance/d'Artagnan, I once knew a girl in the years of my youth, with eyes like the summer all beauty and truth.
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hmm, prompt... lessee....
MCU, Steve & Natasha, sexuality.
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She is fully capable of going entire days without thinking of him. Days where she occupies her mind with schemes and practice and travel and reading and bartering; his presence nothing more than a whisper of a shadow on the edges of her thoughts, the tease of a familiar scent on the breeze, the faint burn of a good wine on her tongue.
When she allows herself to remember, it is the sweetest of reliefs and she nearly gasps as the bindings she'd wrapped so tightly around her mind loosen. She hates him, she hates him, she hates him and oh, why it is the loveliest thing in the world to think of him?
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Prompt: Ripley/Hicks, future
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Oh, that song is GORGEOUS! I've gone for some Nora/Alec from the TCG - Ghost story. This takes place somewhere close to the end (I know how it's going to end, I just haven't written the darn thing!)
Alec's face contorted in agony.
"No," Nora said as she reached out a hand.
"Stay back!" he shouted, his voice faint and his image flickering.
"Oh, God, they can't be in the same room," Ellie said. She shook her head. "I don't know what to do. I don't know what kind of spell this is."
Nora stared at Alec and he stared right back at her, the blue of his eyes fading. Absently, she waited for that familiar 'wait and see' feeling to take over her, but...it didn't. Her heart pounded in her chest and she realised that all she felt was the need, the will, to act. To save him. His eyes widened as he saw her expression change.
"Nora," he said. "Don't."
She stepped forward.
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This one got a little long! Steve/Darcy - she's tougher than she looks
When Steve reaches Dr. Foster's lab after the klazons went off and the immediate threat of Hydra agents were contained, Darcy's standing.
Her hands are shaking and her eyes are huge against the paleness of her face, but she's on her feet.
A Hydra agent lies twitching on the floor at her feet, his gun hanging from his limp hand. There's an odd thumping coming from the closet behind Darcy, but Steve ignores it to focus on the young woman in front of him.
"Miss Lewis? Darcy?" he asks and her gaze moves immediately to him.
She blinks a couple of times, then manages a crooked smirk. "I guess Tony wasn't kidding around when he said he'd upgrade my taser?"
"Tony never kids about upgrades," Steve says kicking the Hydra agent's gun away from the body that is still twitching every thirty seconds or so. "Are you okay?"
"Well, my head's still attached and there's a nice lack of bullet holes in the lab and Jane's in one piece in the storage closet, so, um, yes?" she says all in one big ramble.
"Dr. Foster's in the closet?" Steve asks.
"Yes!" a muffled yell comes from the closet. "She's in the closet and would like to be let out now, thank you very much!"
"Yeah, yeah," Darcy says rolling her eyes. A pale pink flush is spreading across her cheeks and her eyes are quite so round. Steve notices that she's a little stiff as she walks towards the closet. Adrenaline aftermath, he reckons.
She's wearing that dark orange scarf today, the one that brings out the red highlights in her hair and he figures that if she can take down a trained Hydra agent with a simple taser (Stark enhancements notwithstanding), then Steve can match her bravery.
"Do you like funnel cake?" he blurts out.
She looks at him over her shoulder and says, "Um, of course? It's dough that's been deep-fried. That's a Lewis family food group all on it's own. Why?"
"I was planning to check out Coney Island this weekend to see what they've changed since I was last there," he says. "Would you like to come with me?"
"It's because I tased that guy, right?" Darcy says grinning. "My mad tasering skills have totally made an impression."
"That and your eyes," he says shrugging. "You've got gorgeous eyes."
Said eyes widen as she looks at him.
"So, what do you say?" he asks.
"Say 'yes'!" Jane whispers loudly from the closet.
"Yes," Darcy says starting to grin. "You can buy me a corn dog, too."
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Sam has just finished his last lap and is walking it off a few yards away from Steve who's watching the lines of the other man's back as he stretches. Steve realises someone's watching him and he glances over at Natasha, who just raises an eyebrow.
"Something to say?" he asks.
"Nope," she says. "Just watching."
His eyes narrow. "Is it so hard to believe that I might find a man attractive?"
"Not at all," Natasha says. "I'm a little surprised to hear you admit it though."
Steve shrugs. "I spent the first twenty years of my life thinking that I was going to die the next day. I figured love was a luxury that I couldn't afford to ignore if it came around. No matter the packaging it came in. It's not something you waste, right?"
Natasha smiles. "You know, coming from anyone else, I'd call that a line."
Steve just grins.
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Ripley awakens in the cryotube when the proximity alarm goes off as scheduled. She stumbles a little when she's on her feet, but she immediately goes to Newt. The little girl rubs her eyes and blinks up at Ripley.
Ripley smiles at her and says, "Good morning."
"Morning, Ripley," Newt says quietly.
"Are we there yet?" a raspy voice says.
Ripley looks over at Hicks' tube to see him sitting up and wincing. Ripley actually chuckles and is surprised by the sound.
"Home sweet home," she tells him. She looks down at Newt who still looks sleepy. "Stay here, Newt."
Newt nods and Ripley walks over to the nav display. They've arrived just outside the reach of Earth's outposts, just as she'd programmed and now she's wondering just what the hell to do next. She frowns.
She frowns even harder when Hicks joins her.
"You shouldn't be on your feet," she says.
"Way I figure it, I shouldn't be alive," he says. "Standing's easy at this point."
He taps the icon for the closest outpost. "Looks quiet," he says. "Company doesn't dock there much."
"They'll still know we're here when the ships id is read," she says.
"So we scramble a few things and land on far side," he says.
She looks at him with surprise. His mouth quirks up into a smirk.
"May be just a grunt, but I'm not a stupid grunt," he says. "If the company wants their science experiment gone wrong back, they can sift through that planet's radioactive rubble. No way are we letting them get their hands on Newt or Bishop." He winces. "Or me, for that matter."
"And me?" Ripley asks.
"Thought you could handle yourself?" he says lightly, his one good eye bright blue and steady on her face.
Ripley starts to smile.
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What is a corn dog? I keep meaning to ask you this! Is it like a sausage in batter?
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:D
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And woo! I miss LJ, I have to say. Tumblr has some nice features, but LJ was better for the comments.