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When you see this, post a little weensy excerpt from as many random works-in-progress as you can find lying around. Who knows? Maybe inspiration will burst forth and do something, um, inspiration-y.
My N3 drabble WIP folder has around 30 documents in it, so I decided to stick with just my non-drabble WIPs. If you guys WANT to see bits of my drabbles, I'll make another post for those.
1. Bodyswap donmegan. ~1050 words:
This was Don's bedroom, and this was Don's body. Okay.
She stared at the reflection, wide startled eyes looking back at her from an unshaven face, and she pinched her arm, hard.
2. coop/charlie "devotion." ~420 words:
"Yeah, sort of." Don scratched the back of his neck. "My brother's in Europe somewhere, I think."
"Huh," Coop said. "By himself?"
Don laughed. "I know, right? Kid can't tie his own shoe without a fucking equation, but there he is."
3. david/liz undercover. ~560 words:
And it wasn't that she didn't like David. He was a nice guy, an extremely competent agent, and she trusted him to back her. She just didn't want to date him.
"Whatever," Colby said unsympathetically. "I'm just glad I don't have to."
4. david/liz undercover makeout (same fic as the previous one, but written in a separate document so you get a twofer). ~480 words:
Beyond them, a man cleared his throat. Liz froze, pulling back, but David squeezed his hands minutely and ignored it, keeping his mouth pressed to hers.
5. Don/Megan spend the night. ~440 words:
He stared at her in the mirror. “And... there’s obviously no difference whatsoever between sleeping in a bed with my brother and sleeping in a bed with... you.”
6. don/terry undercover (lol, theme, what theme?). ~250 words:
"Are you ready?" he asks her when he's a few feet away.
"I think so."
He smiles at her, but just barely. He's serious tonight. So is she, but nerves are making her giddy and restless.
7. Emma's Birthday Fic! (from like two years ago, because I faaaaaail, sorry) ~280 words:
When she reaches out to grab the bundle in his arms he finally remembers he's holding the baby, and he looks down at him, alarmed, but his kid is just staring up at him, face scrunched a little in confusion. Amita takes him carefully and Charlie bops his head in a nod, drops a kiss on her cheek, and continues out the door.
8. girl!Charlie. ~190 words:
By the time she turns two, they all know there's something weird about Charlotte.
9. hello professor charlie/liz. 110 words:
She called him professor. Not the way other people did, like they were regressing back to their college days just by being near him, or the way Colby did, spun with a smirk and an ounce of impatience. She didn't sound nervous like his students, coming up to ask questions after class.
She said it like she was flirting.
10. Mel's birthday fic (again, good lord, I have no idea which birthday this was for). ~250 words:
Terry eyed the bakery's small interior. "Nice," she said. "You bring all your girls here?"
"Just the ones I want to impress," he shot back with a smirk.
"That display case is impressive," she admitted, eyeing the shelves of cakes and pastries. "But I don't know, Don, there are no 'cotton' or 'delicate' settings. This all feels so foreign."
11. nikki/david. ~580 words:
"Alright." Despite the chill, the fresh air feels good on her skin. She tucks her hands into her pockets and looks around as they walk, memorizing the route. She likes to know where she is, whether or not she has a gun at her hip. "Where's Colby?"
12. omg dirty rpf (hahahaha, oh god, sorry, sorry. Forgive me.) ~1620 words:
"Hi!" she says, shaking his hand. She has a wide smile. "I'm Diane! Chris has told me so much about you."
Dylan glances at Chris but he's busy unpacking a couple of duffels from the back of his car. "Hi," he says. "Nice to meet you."
13. david/megan/colby. ~1380 words:
She huffs out an exasperated breath, but lets him pull her in close, taking her weight. She can feel him pressed against her back, every plane and rise, and when she shifts slightly, he tightens his arms and she can feel it, can feel his dick against her ass, not completely hard but there. It makes her flush all over, and when she looks up she finds David staring at her, catching her eyes. There's something intense in it and she can't look away, can't breathe, maybe, for a long moment, and finally when he leans in to kiss her she wonders if they had this planned, the two of them, until she hears Colby whisper, "Jesus," in her ear, all shock and awe in his voice.
14. SPACE AU. ~440 words:
Don was beyond pissed when he found out Coop had convinced Charlie to fly with him. He yelled for a while, spouting a lot of over-protective older brother bullshit about how dangerous it was, and when that didn't work he stopped talking to Coop for a good six months.
15. 36 hours coda david/colby. 360 words:
Colby keeps thinking about what happened, about meters and yards and hitting a dead end when he was supposed to reach David. Crazy son of a bitch watches too many superhero movies. He hits a red light and glances over, tracking the rise and fall of David's chest as he sleeps, resting there against the window. He thinks about the stuttering rise and fall of William's chest as he struggled to breathe in Colby's arms.
He thinks that a guy could have worse role models than Iron Man.
16. counterfeit reality draft 2. ~1050 words:
"So what did you do today? Lay around my apartment with your feet up while I worked my ass off?" Don asks, shoving him playfully as he walks past to sit on the couch. He props his own bare feet up on the coffee table. The cab fare is still sitting there, untouched.
Charlie thinks for a moment, considering the analyses and quantifications and formulas from the day, and the lesson plans scribbled in his notebook. He looks at Don. "I did some math stuff," he says.
Don eyes him. "Watch me faint in shock."
17. don/charlie backscatter. ~740 words:
"Well I'm not either, Charlie, I know what I'm talking about. Listen, okay? Right now, listen to me." Don caught his gaze and held it. "You've almost been shot twice because of me. A bullet has come within inches of you twice because of me." Charlie looked away and Don leaned forward to grasp his chin and pull it back to face him. "Look at me."
18. Don/Coop In Plain Sight. ~230 words:
And then he's chatting up this hot mama who's laughing at his jokes and clearly thinks he's cute, but when he leans closer to turn things up a notch, she glances at Don over Coop's shoulder and says, "I think your friend will be jealous."
19. drinks? liz/nikki. ~810 words:
They stayed for another hour and Liz learned, among other things: Nikki was a dog person, liked to dance, could barely cook, and thought Izzie Stevens was a waste of screen time.
It was almost enough to make her reconsider her transfer request.
20. eppes_slash challenge (Come Crashing Through Your Door). ~1450 words:
Later, they drink a few shots in honor of the occasion, and then Coop watches Don strip down to his boxers in the July heat. They both lie down on top of their bedcovers. Coop feels buzzed and lazy half-hard.
"Hey," he says, "I changed my mind."
21. liz/amita in the dark. ~520 words:
She finds a chair, pushes Liz down into it, and straddles her lap, letting her skirt run up her legs, chased there by Liz's fingers clutching her thighs. Her hands cradle Liz's face, tipping it up to guide their kiss, and then, heart pounding, she lowers them to rest on the top button of her shirt. "Oh," Liz breathes.
22. dean/girl!sam, white. ~270 words:
On her rebellious days, she wears eyeliner, thick black rings around her eyes representing the darkness of her soul or some shit like that. She does it to piss Dad off. Now he's been gone for two days and her face is bare. It makes her prettier.
23. Jo/Jess. 41 words:
At first, Jo thought she'd done a bad job researching the case. Then she realized that the body climbing out of the grave a few yards away was completely unrelated to the set of bones she was currently salting and burning.
24. spn_dailylife. ~160 words:
Dark pink lipstick stains the edge of the woman's coffee cup, and she thumbs the print distractedly while she speaks.
25. spn_xx. ~340 words:
Sam nods. His lips are white, pressed tight together. He shifts his hand on his leg, pressing the now-ruined balled up t-shirt down harder to stop the blood.
Dean looks back to the road, trying to loosen his grip on the steering wheel.
“Bobby says, uh. They’re good people. It’ll be okay.”
“Yeah.”
“Not far,” he says again, letting his foot drop a little heavier on the gas.
On the stereo, Johnny has 22 minutes to go.
dsudis:When you see this, post a little weensy excerpt from as many random works-in-progress as you can find lying around. Who knows? Maybe inspiration will burst forth and do something, um, inspiration-y.
My N3 drabble WIP folder has around 30 documents in it, so I decided to stick with just my non-drabble WIPs. If you guys WANT to see bits of my drabbles, I'll make another post for those.
1. Bodyswap donmegan. ~1050 words:
This was Don's bedroom, and this was Don's body. Okay.
She stared at the reflection, wide startled eyes looking back at her from an unshaven face, and she pinched her arm, hard.
2. coop/charlie "devotion." ~420 words:
"Yeah, sort of." Don scratched the back of his neck. "My brother's in Europe somewhere, I think."
"Huh," Coop said. "By himself?"
Don laughed. "I know, right? Kid can't tie his own shoe without a fucking equation, but there he is."
3. david/liz undercover. ~560 words:
And it wasn't that she didn't like David. He was a nice guy, an extremely competent agent, and she trusted him to back her. She just didn't want to date him.
"Whatever," Colby said unsympathetically. "I'm just glad I don't have to."
4. david/liz undercover makeout (same fic as the previous one, but written in a separate document so you get a twofer). ~480 words:
Beyond them, a man cleared his throat. Liz froze, pulling back, but David squeezed his hands minutely and ignored it, keeping his mouth pressed to hers.
5. Don/Megan spend the night. ~440 words:
He stared at her in the mirror. “And... there’s obviously no difference whatsoever between sleeping in a bed with my brother and sleeping in a bed with... you.”
6. don/terry undercover (lol, theme, what theme?). ~250 words:
"Are you ready?" he asks her when he's a few feet away.
"I think so."
He smiles at her, but just barely. He's serious tonight. So is she, but nerves are making her giddy and restless.
7. Emma's Birthday Fic! (from like two years ago, because I faaaaaail, sorry) ~280 words:
When she reaches out to grab the bundle in his arms he finally remembers he's holding the baby, and he looks down at him, alarmed, but his kid is just staring up at him, face scrunched a little in confusion. Amita takes him carefully and Charlie bops his head in a nod, drops a kiss on her cheek, and continues out the door.
8. girl!Charlie. ~190 words:
By the time she turns two, they all know there's something weird about Charlotte.
9. hello professor charlie/liz. 110 words:
She called him professor. Not the way other people did, like they were regressing back to their college days just by being near him, or the way Colby did, spun with a smirk and an ounce of impatience. She didn't sound nervous like his students, coming up to ask questions after class.
She said it like she was flirting.
10. Mel's birthday fic (again, good lord, I have no idea which birthday this was for). ~250 words:
Terry eyed the bakery's small interior. "Nice," she said. "You bring all your girls here?"
"Just the ones I want to impress," he shot back with a smirk.
"That display case is impressive," she admitted, eyeing the shelves of cakes and pastries. "But I don't know, Don, there are no 'cotton' or 'delicate' settings. This all feels so foreign."
11. nikki/david. ~580 words:
"Alright." Despite the chill, the fresh air feels good on her skin. She tucks her hands into her pockets and looks around as they walk, memorizing the route. She likes to know where she is, whether or not she has a gun at her hip. "Where's Colby?"
12. omg dirty rpf (hahahaha, oh god, sorry, sorry. Forgive me.) ~1620 words:
"Hi!" she says, shaking his hand. She has a wide smile. "I'm Diane! Chris has told me so much about you."
Dylan glances at Chris but he's busy unpacking a couple of duffels from the back of his car. "Hi," he says. "Nice to meet you."
13. david/megan/colby. ~1380 words:
She huffs out an exasperated breath, but lets him pull her in close, taking her weight. She can feel him pressed against her back, every plane and rise, and when she shifts slightly, he tightens his arms and she can feel it, can feel his dick against her ass, not completely hard but there. It makes her flush all over, and when she looks up she finds David staring at her, catching her eyes. There's something intense in it and she can't look away, can't breathe, maybe, for a long moment, and finally when he leans in to kiss her she wonders if they had this planned, the two of them, until she hears Colby whisper, "Jesus," in her ear, all shock and awe in his voice.
14. SPACE AU. ~440 words:
Don was beyond pissed when he found out Coop had convinced Charlie to fly with him. He yelled for a while, spouting a lot of over-protective older brother bullshit about how dangerous it was, and when that didn't work he stopped talking to Coop for a good six months.
15. 36 hours coda david/colby. 360 words:
Colby keeps thinking about what happened, about meters and yards and hitting a dead end when he was supposed to reach David. Crazy son of a bitch watches too many superhero movies. He hits a red light and glances over, tracking the rise and fall of David's chest as he sleeps, resting there against the window. He thinks about the stuttering rise and fall of William's chest as he struggled to breathe in Colby's arms.
He thinks that a guy could have worse role models than Iron Man.
16. counterfeit reality draft 2. ~1050 words:
"So what did you do today? Lay around my apartment with your feet up while I worked my ass off?" Don asks, shoving him playfully as he walks past to sit on the couch. He props his own bare feet up on the coffee table. The cab fare is still sitting there, untouched.
Charlie thinks for a moment, considering the analyses and quantifications and formulas from the day, and the lesson plans scribbled in his notebook. He looks at Don. "I did some math stuff," he says.
Don eyes him. "Watch me faint in shock."
17. don/charlie backscatter. ~740 words:
"Well I'm not either, Charlie, I know what I'm talking about. Listen, okay? Right now, listen to me." Don caught his gaze and held it. "You've almost been shot twice because of me. A bullet has come within inches of you twice because of me." Charlie looked away and Don leaned forward to grasp his chin and pull it back to face him. "Look at me."
18. Don/Coop In Plain Sight. ~230 words:
And then he's chatting up this hot mama who's laughing at his jokes and clearly thinks he's cute, but when he leans closer to turn things up a notch, she glances at Don over Coop's shoulder and says, "I think your friend will be jealous."
19. drinks? liz/nikki. ~810 words:
They stayed for another hour and Liz learned, among other things: Nikki was a dog person, liked to dance, could barely cook, and thought Izzie Stevens was a waste of screen time.
It was almost enough to make her reconsider her transfer request.
20. eppes_slash challenge (Come Crashing Through Your Door). ~1450 words:
Later, they drink a few shots in honor of the occasion, and then Coop watches Don strip down to his boxers in the July heat. They both lie down on top of their bedcovers. Coop feels buzzed and lazy half-hard.
"Hey," he says, "I changed my mind."
21. liz/amita in the dark. ~520 words:
She finds a chair, pushes Liz down into it, and straddles her lap, letting her skirt run up her legs, chased there by Liz's fingers clutching her thighs. Her hands cradle Liz's face, tipping it up to guide their kiss, and then, heart pounding, she lowers them to rest on the top button of her shirt. "Oh," Liz breathes.
22. dean/girl!sam, white. ~270 words:
On her rebellious days, she wears eyeliner, thick black rings around her eyes representing the darkness of her soul or some shit like that. She does it to piss Dad off. Now he's been gone for two days and her face is bare. It makes her prettier.
23. Jo/Jess. 41 words:
At first, Jo thought she'd done a bad job researching the case. Then she realized that the body climbing out of the grave a few yards away was completely unrelated to the set of bones she was currently salting and burning.
24. spn_dailylife. ~160 words:
Dark pink lipstick stains the edge of the woman's coffee cup, and she thumbs the print distractedly while she speaks.
25. spn_xx. ~340 words:
Sam nods. His lips are white, pressed tight together. He shifts his hand on his leg, pressing the now-ruined balled up t-shirt down harder to stop the blood.
Dean looks back to the road, trying to loosen his grip on the steering wheel.
“Bobby says, uh. They’re good people. It’ll be okay.”
“Yeah.”
“Not far,” he says again, letting his foot drop a little heavier on the gas.
On the stereo, Johnny has 22 minutes to go.
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Date: 2009-07-18 04:55 am (UTC)*writhes and wants you to finish David/Nikki (especially because OMG WHY HASN'T THIS BEEN WRITTEN???), and Charlie/Liz and David/Liz (like you didn't already know that... LOL) and David/Colby, and David/Megan/Colby, and Liz/Nikki and... and... *flails*
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Date: 2009-07-18 05:05 am (UTC)Aaaalso I feel bad because the David/Nikki kind of turned gen on me, so I don't know if I'll be able to make it het after all. We'll see!
But, um, yes! All the ones you listed there are ones I want to finish, too, so. *crosses fingers*
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Date: 2009-07-18 05:15 am (UTC)As for David/Nikki, even if it turns out gen... I think it will be wonderful. I'm surprised more people haven't written them. I actually think David and Nikki are the two most neglected characters when it comes to fic. Nikki I can understand because she's relatively new (and a significant portion of the fandom seems to... you know, despise her) but David? *sighs* The world needs more David fic.
I nearly peed my pants with squee about Charlie/Liz fic... another rare pairing that I just love! *grabby hands*
Naturally, you know my heart belongs to the David/Liz undercover story. *swoons* And I still need to know how the Liz/Nikki fic ends... *tries to wait patiently* This must be my test, isn't it?
PS Liz/Amita??? HAWT!!!
ETA: Seeing this post made me want to try this but when I opened my unfinished fics, seems that most of them aren't even fics... but ideas for fic. That's a little sad to me. LOL.
ETA (again): And now that I've seen this list... I'm dying to know what your unfinished drabbles look like!
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Date: 2009-07-18 05:34 am (UTC)Haha, I didn't realize you were so into Charlie/Liz. Sometimes that pairing weirds me out and sometimes I find it really intriguing/charming! IDK.
I don't know how the Liz/Nikki fic ends, either. :-( But I probably just need to spend some time thinking about it! I finally feel like I'll be able to finish the David/Megan/Colby fic because I stopped to consider and figure out how the sex would go (threesomes are hard work, yo).
Aww. Heeey, at least you have ideas! Heh.
Haha, okay, I'll get to work on a drabble post. :-)
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Date: 2009-07-18 03:17 pm (UTC)Regarding Charlie/Liz, I don't know why I enjoy that pairing. Recently I've become completely addicted to rare pairings and that one just makes me smile. I definitely see how it could weird you out (it does me too on occassion) but at the same time, I love the idea of Liz being able to say "that's not how your brother does it." hahaha. In all honesty though, there were just several Charlie/Liz moments in Season 5 that made me go... AWWWWWWWW!!!! My favorite Liz pairing is still Liz/David but I'll admit to kind of pimping her out to everyone (except Colby - why can't I see that one? I have no idea. But Colby/Nikki is yummy to me so it's not like I can't see Colby with anyone but me. LOL.)
(threesomes are hard work, yo)
HAHAHA. I'm not sure that was meant to make me laugh but it totally did - and I totally understand. There is a lot more thinking/strategic planning involved in threesomes. I think I've written three, maybe four now and I remember sitting there thinking about the logistics of the situation for quite sometime before I wrote them. LOL.
*goes to read your drabble post*
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Date: 2009-07-18 06:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-07-18 08:01 pm (UTC)2. Because Charlie/Billy is a happy making thing at ALL times.
7. YAY! (Plus it's good to know I'm not the only one with a spotty history of coughing up birthday fic. I've pretty much given up on checking off every friend every year even even within six months. I have embraced the random nature of the muse's gifting and decided to stop angsting over it.) Baybees!
10. /is intrigued/
14. Just because. I mean come on, SPACE AU!
16. This one is made of awesome. You don't say that it's Don/Charlie but my little cest goggles went there anyway. Hehehe
17. Ooh! Angsty Don/Charlie! Even better. /pops popcorn to much while reading/
18. Hee!
19. LOL
22. You know me, I'm pretty much your polar opposite when it comes to cliche fic, but I'd like to see you give John a daughter just to see how a Winchester would deal with a girl like that.
24. That's just a lovely piece of writing. I do that all the time so it's a perfect bit of business.
Anyway, so not that you're taking orders, but those are the ones that made me sit up and take notice the most. You know where to find me if you want help finishing these or betaing the final results. Always happy to enable fic by you. :-)
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Date: 2009-07-18 08:38 pm (UTC)16 is Don/Charlie! I almost posted the bit that comes right before that...:
Don comes out of his room wearing only a pair of jeans, still toweling his hair dry, and Charlie tries not to stare at the way the stray drips of water slide down his muscular chest, catching in the hair there. There are faint, almost-healed bruises spread along Don's ribs that make him cringe inwardly, and he wants to--he has to stop himself from reaching out and pressing his fingers there, to feel the heat of Don's skin. He chokes at the thought, coughs, and looks down at his feet.
"You okay there?" Don sounds amused, casual, but underneath there's a current of something different, something Charlie doesn't recognize, and a minute later when Don goes to put the towel away he comes back wearing a t-shirt.
:-)
I love girl!Winchester-fic. I should try to write more of this one. It doesn't have any plot (yet), I just started writing it for the imagery.
Anyway, thanks! I'm glad you told me which ones interested you. :-)