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Mar. 29th, 2009 12:20 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lunabee34I have gone completely cross-eyed and simply cannot write any more of my column that's due on Monday.
And yet, every night this week as I lay down to sleep, I have coughed and coughed and coughed until I kinda think my esophagus is eroded. These are not the abs of steel I wanted! So, not really relishing bedtime.
Let's do this instead. Give me a fannish prompt--pairing, character, situation, *something*, and I'll write you one hundred words right now on the spot, insta-fic.
:)
*is bored*
And yet, every night this week as I lay down to sleep, I have coughed and coughed and coughed until I kinda think my esophagus is eroded. These are not the abs of steel I wanted! So, not really relishing bedtime.
Let's do this instead. Give me a fannish prompt--pairing, character, situation, *something*, and I'll write you one hundred words right now on the spot, insta-fic.
:)
*is bored*
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Date: 2009-03-29 05:11 am (UTC)Ronon reads the "I Have a Dream" speech
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Date: 2009-03-29 05:36 am (UTC)Rodney looks up from the journal he’s reading. “What don’t you get?”
Ronon points to the computer screen. “Your people.”
“Well, that narrows it down. What’s Elizabeth got you reading now?” Over Ronon’s shoulder he reads: I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed
“Oh, yes, that,” Rodney says. “Well…”
Ronon interrupts, “We had slaves on Sateda, but they weren’t chosen for their skin color.”
Rodney makes an inquisitive gesture.
“How often their blood kin have been visited by the Wraith.”
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Date: 2009-03-29 01:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-29 05:30 am (UTC)Spike. The future. *Not* pining over the Scoobies, and not dying. Heh.
Um....there *is* life on other planets.
:)
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Date: 2009-03-29 05:44 am (UTC)Terry strikes a match and Spike inhales the sulfuric smoke of a match-lit Marlboro. He prefers a Zippo, but there’s something sharp and chemical and tasty about doing things the old fashioned way.
Spike asks. “Have you done the reading?”
Terry grins. “Dracula rocks! It’s no Wes Craven flick, but seriously cool.”
“If you even utter the name Wes Craven in my presence again, I will bite you.”
Terry laughs. “Okay, Prof. Way to internalize.”
Spike grinds his cigarette out on the brick wall of Bondurant Hall. He’s got a section of Comp next. Wankers.
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Date: 2009-03-29 06:03 am (UTC)Whoooooooooooooooooot!!
You rock.
Genius!
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Date: 2009-03-29 05:42 am (UTC)this is not the droid you're looking for
Date: 2009-03-29 05:58 am (UTC)“No,” Fleur says. “It is not. You are alive and you can ask me this question. I see nothing bad.”
Bill grins; Fleur can tell because the bandages around his mouth draw up and the corners of his eyes crinkle. “What a picture we’ll make, the ugliest man in the world and the most beautiful woman.”
Fleur pinches him, hard. “Shut up now. I am marrying you, not your skin.” She yanks down his bedsheet and pulls up his dressing gown and they are quick and quiet in this house full of mourners.
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Date: 2009-03-29 06:13 am (UTC)Perfect :D
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Date: 2009-03-29 05:54 am (UTC)Hmmmm. fannish prompt. I'll give you a few choices, hopefully make it easier.
Giles & Xander (as friends or pre-slash) talking either in person (a secret visit?) or on the phone after the wedding that wasn't. (yes, my latest love is giles/xander).
OR
Janet and Daniel having coffee late at night talking about Sam & Pete. (spin it anyway you want, just not jo/sc). OR talking about Jack during the 'shades of grey' debacle.
OR
Tara & Xander and a late night with just them and the books. Post Willow's memory crystal spell ('tabula rasa')
(how random, they just ran a spanish language commercial on HGTV, it used 'the little mermaid' but was for "keepouroceansclean.org").
So, rather vagueish. :)
Date: 2009-03-29 06:08 am (UTC)Xander imagines Giles taking off his glasses and polishing them on the hem of his button down shirt. “Yes, Xander, I’m afraid that’s an understatement of the highest magnitude.” Giles sighs and Xander can hear the faint clink of ice on glass. He can almost smell the scotch. “You can still go to her,” Giles says. “Time is of the essence. You’re not too late.”
Oh, yes, I am, Xander thinks. By years. He falls asleep that night to the smell of ink and paper, the sound of blades on whetstones, a librarian’s cough.
Re: So, rather vagueish. :)
Date: 2009-03-29 06:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-29 09:04 am (UTC)You get 200 words because I <3 you!
Date: 2009-03-29 10:22 pm (UTC)You finish your coffee as they disappear around the bend and then you sign off on some off-world mission reports and you read the weekly reviews from each division and by the time you are ensconced in your office of glass, you have made yourself forget that you are a man who feels and quite deeply. You have buried the hope that you might play any other role than the leader of this expedition. Sheppard’s grin—that you keep. You learned early to make the most of what little you have.
Re: You get 200 words because I <3 you!
Date: 2009-03-30 01:21 am (UTC)You can’t admit, even to yourself, exactly why you step out on the balcony of your quarters every morning at precisely 6:00 a.m. Atlantis Time to drink your coffee.
John and Ronon would be a hell of a morning pick-me-up.
by the time you are ensconced in your office of glass, you have made yourself forget that you are a man who feels and quite deeply.
Aww! He pines so pretty.
Sheppard’s grin—that you keep. You learned early to make the most of what little you have.
That is a very smart move. *hugs Woolsey* This whole thing is made of win.
Re: You get 200 words because I <3 you!
Date: 2009-03-30 10:58 pm (UTC)I KNOW!!!!!!!!! And now I have this image of him as the princess at the top of the glass mountain and Sheppard as the knight trying to win his hand. MAKE IT STOP!!!!!! IT'S TOO AWESOME TO CONTEMPLATE.
Re: You get 200 words because I <3 you!
Date: 2009-03-31 12:01 am (UTC)I wrote you some back because I couldn't help myself.
Date: 2009-03-30 01:38 am (UTC)But every so often, when they've had a particularly rocky day, something flickers in Sheppard's gaze. It never lasts long enough for Woolsey to be entirely sure, but just the possibility is tantalizing enough to leave him breathless.
This day, Sheppard is standing in Woolsey's quarters, sucking obscenely (obliviously) on a cigar, and Woolsey has to clench his fists to stop himself from plucking it away, pushing Sheppard to his knees, making those eyes flutter closed again and... Well, the fantasy, for all its overwhelming sights and scents, is best left as just that. Sheppard is adept enough at indulging his self-destructive tendencies without giving him a helping hand. But a man can dream.
Re: I wrote you some back because I couldn't help myself.
Date: 2009-03-30 11:00 pm (UTC)I think that one of the things that fandom has trouble acknowledging is the way that in real life, as you say here, we do not often see old(er) people as sexual beings. I really, really like when that idea is explored in fic.
And also, excellent fantasy, Dick. Mmmmmmmmm.
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Date: 2009-03-31 12:07 am (UTC)I like to imagine John having a complicated Thing for male authority figures - part of him wants to submit, but he fights it and it comes out as petulant insubordination. I think Woolsey would very much like to explore that, but the trick is how to do it without breaking John down too much.
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Date: 2009-03-31 12:15 am (UTC)When I really fantasize in those long and convoluted and *important* ways, it's always men. Sometimes they may have boyish qualities. But they are men.
Re: I wrote you some back because I couldn't help myself.
Date: 2009-03-31 12:59 am (UTC)Yes! Older guys have more interesting & complex things to angst about than just "Does he/she like me?" Not that the relationship angst isn't interesting, but when it's the only thing they care about? Not so much.
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Date: 2009-03-30 05:31 pm (UTC)Congrats on your wins at Horrible Awards (http://community.livejournal.com/horrible_awards/3668.html#cutid1), love! Very, very well deserved. :D
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Date: 2009-04-01 01:20 pm (UTC)*hugs*
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Date: 2009-04-01 02:34 pm (UTC)*hugs*