Comment Fic Prompting
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Hello all! *waves*
Gonna try and flex my writing muscles. I'm taking prompts just please keep it within my more typical fandoms. For those who may be new, just look over at my tags, they should give you a good idea of what I usually write. They can be pairings or not, crossovers or not.
I'll write you something. I don't want to set any limits since I'm just trying to get the muse to cooperate. So some may only get a few sentences, others a few paragraphs. It's all gonna depend on the muse.
So please, prompt away!
Gonna try and flex my writing muscles. I'm taking prompts just please keep it within my more typical fandoms. For those who may be new, just look over at my tags, they should give you a good idea of what I usually write. They can be pairings or not, crossovers or not.
I'll write you something. I don't want to set any limits since I'm just trying to get the muse to cooperate. So some may only get a few sentences, others a few paragraphs. It's all gonna depend on the muse.
So please, prompt away!
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on 2012-03-28 04:05 am (UTC)To encourage your attempts, I am leaving a prompt. (I'll have you know that narrowing it down to just one pairing was horrendous since you've written so many that I love... so I'm leaving two. *mwah*)
Buffy/Gibbs - Coffee; office; "You Are My Sunshine" (the line or something from the song...) You can use all or just one.
Buffy/(Choose one: Jack, Daniel, Cam) - "There really is something about a man in uniform..."
I'm all about options. Good luck, Pol - and your muse.
The Bounce
on 2012-03-29 03:05 am (UTC)Tony frowned as he watched Gibbs step off the elevator and enter the bullpen. There was something... off about the older man's gait. He was dressed in typical Gibbs fashion so that wasn't throwing anything off, and the ever present coffee cup was in his hand. The smirk was... not there!
That was it! There was a soft smile, not a smirk, or even a frown.
Accompanying that smile was the tiniest hint of a bounce in his step. It was obvious now that he could pair the two odd occurences together.
Tony's brow furrowed to join his frown. Bossman never had a bounce to his step. Something was up. He shared a look with Ziva and knew they would be comparing notes as soon as they were left alone.
The chance never came as the hours dragged on as they worked on finalizing the reports from their most recent case. Just when Tony thought the desire to know what was going on was going to drive him crazy, the elevator to their floor dinged and out stepped their so-called witness from their last case.
Buffy had a soft smile on her face that matched Gibbs and she hummed what sounded like “You Are My Sunshine” as she made her way over the team. She carried two cups of coffee in cups that looked like they came from Gibbs' usual diner.
“Hey, you,” she said, perching herself on the edge of Gibbs' desk and handing him one of the coffees. “Thought you might be in need of a refill.”
Even from Tony's seat across the room, he could see the twinkle in those blue eyes as he looked up at the blonde beauty and replied, “Always.”
Tony fought the urge to squeak and really couldn't wait to discuss this new development with Ziva.
Re: The Bounce
on 2012-03-29 03:13 am (UTC)Re: The Bounce
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on 2012-03-29 01:44 pm (UTC)Re: The Bounce
on 2012-04-01 05:26 am (UTC)I think part of Tony's problem is that some of the writers make him a caricature of himself - all movie quotes and no substance. Which is a shame cause he has all sorts of interesting layers to explore. :)
Re: The Bounce
on 2012-04-01 04:18 am (UTC)I liked that nod to the last JLC episode and also the nod to the way Tony and Ziva (and McGee) were discussing that bounce in it.
I now have this picture of each of the team members seeing the two of them interact and then passing on the news so they can all discuss and debate. It's cute.
That Buffy makes Gibbs smile and puts a twinkle in his eye and that he obviously does the same for her is all I need to know.
Excellent use of prompts and it's happy and {{{{{{{{{{YOU}}}}}}}}}}}.
Re: The Bounce
on 2012-04-01 05:27 am (UTC)*hugs back*
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on 2012-03-28 01:33 pm (UTC)Character(s): Buffy Summers, Capt. Jack Harkness
Prompt: Acting like children.
Future Blackmail
on 2012-03-29 04:20 am (UTC)“Nuh uh, you pushed me! It's not my fault!” Jack's voice called back.
The Welshman looked hopefully at the screen. “Please tell me you've found something to explain this.”
Dawn gave him a sympathetic look but shook her head. “'Fraid not, Ianto. Whatever is affecting Buffy and Jack it's not magical or demonic in origin. Are you positive it's nothing from your end of the spectrum?”
He banged his head on the table as he heard thumping feet echo off the walls.
“You can't catch me!” Buffy taunted.
“Why would I want to? You've got cooties!” Jack taunted back.
Ianto wearily lifted his head. “Owen doesn't have a clue because nothing showed up in their bloodwork and Tosh hasn't picked up any signals or strange technology.”
“Good luck,” Dawn said with a wince before her lips twisted into a wicked grin. “Make sure you take lots of videos. It'll be perfect blackmail for later.”
Re: Future Blackmail
on 2012-03-29 01:42 pm (UTC)Re: Future Blackmail
on 2012-04-01 05:28 am (UTC)Re: Future Blackmail
on 2012-03-29 07:18 pm (UTC)Re: Future Blackmail
on 2012-04-01 05:29 am (UTC)no subject
on 2012-03-29 03:09 am (UTC)BtVS/SGA: Willow Rosenberg, Dr. Rodney McKay. Prompt words: coffee, intelligence.
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on 2012-03-29 04:21 am (UTC)no subject
on 2012-03-29 07:16 pm (UTC)Thank you again for taking prompts; I've always enjoyed your writing and am looking forward to reading whatever you do. *g*
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on 2012-04-01 05:25 am (UTC)I wearily reached for my beer before leaning back in my seat. The past several hours had been grueling as Carlos, Elaine and I hammered out a more detailed plan of how to pass information throughout the Paranet. It seemed to me that Elaine was trying to make things more difficult than what they really needed to be since she continued to insist on hiding her considerable skill with magic from Carlos.
Carlos began a quick summary of our decisions with his usual flair. He didn't even have the decency to look as tired as I felt. Of course, he hadn't spent the previous night coaxing every last shred of mechanical life out his car to get to San Fransisco. Intellectually I understood that meeting there made more sense than Chicago since Carlos and Elaine lived there, but it didn't mean I had to like it and couldn't be a grumpy bastard about it.
I had just tilted my head back slightly to take a long, deserving pull off my beer when the shaking started. My eyes went wide as I sat up straight in my chair. Earthquake? Seriously? Couldn't I catch a break?
The others in the small tavern had already started moving to more secure spots to ride out the tremors. My companions and I stood as well, swaying slightly on our feet in response to the tremors.
A frown tugged at my lips as a roaring noise began to build to match the trembling. I pointed to the door and raised my voice to be heard over the din. “Somethings not right! I don't think this is an earthquake.”
Carlos and Elaine nodded their heads in agreement, then they moved as one to the exit. A strong wind that hadn't been present when we had met at the tavern whipped around us, causing my leather duster to snap sharply.
“What is happening?” Carlos said over the rising noise.
“Not sure.” I pointed at military personnel herding people away from the water. “But I bet it has something to do with the bay.”
“I know a place nearby where we can get on the roof,” Elaine supplied, gesturing down the street.
We followed her for a block before entering a four story building. By the time we reached the roof the noise was nearly deafening and it was getting harder to keep our balance. We could make out something disrupting the surface of the water, but saw nothing else.
I bit back a useless sigh. There was only one way to figure out what was going on, but I didn't really see any other options. I closed my eyes and ignored the rather large distractions around me and focused on a spot in the center of my forehead and opened up my Sight. I hated exposing myself to the unforgettable images, but we had to know what was going on and no one was supplying any better ideas, not like I'd be able to hear them at that point.
Bracing myself, I opened my eyes and got the shock of my life.
A city was coming in for a landing.
Seriously, I couldn't make this shit up.
A huge, freaking city was landing the San Fransisco Bay.
The geeky part of me that I usually try to keep hidden was jumping up and down in glee at the sci-fi wonder in front of me. The rest of me just couldn't believe it was happening.
Guess I wasn't heading back to Chicago any time soon.
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on 2012-04-01 06:22 am (UTC)You totally win the internets with this one! LOL! Yeah, I know I instigated it, but this would absolutely happen to Harry. Things just happen around the poor guy.
And this was absolutely perfect; you've got Harry's voice down better than Jim Butcher does these days. *g* Thank you so much for this!
*gives you a huge hug and virtual cookies*
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on 2012-04-01 12:41 pm (UTC)I really did like this prompt. Harry is enough of a geek that he would really be excited about Atlantis coming in for a landing.
The episode said that they got the cloak up so no one actually saw the landing. But oh puhlease. Something that size was going to make noise and cause other disturbances. *rolls eyes* Luckily Harry has that Third Eye thing going for him. :)
and this comment fic prompting was so much fun I think I might do this once a week until the muse gets used to the writing again.
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on 2012-04-01 02:47 pm (UTC)As for all of the handwavium that the Boys at Bridge used regarding sitting Atlantis down just outside San Francisco Bay without completely outing the program... Yeah, the less said about that, the better. *bites tongue bloody to keep from going off on a rant*