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wizened_cynic) wrote2011-04-19 08:07 pm
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i fear that someday you might not leave me
Having gotten my ass kicked by conquered the 27-page exam yesterday, I am officially done with this semester. DONE. Like a delicious porterhouse steak someone on Top Chef might make and then get eliminated because it's too simple and they took the easy way out by not cooking it with, I don't know, liquid nitrogen.
I'm all finished with core of the actual book-study part of this year. I have two more weeks of intense advocacy training in the middle of May, but that is mostly bullshit and pretending to be on Boston Legal.
So to celebrate my month-long break in which I plan to do absolutely nothing, I'm taking prompts again! Because it's been forever since I've written anything fic-ish. Fickish? Whatever. You can either choose a ecard from someecards.com, which has been done before and led to ... a lot of Chad.

Alternatively, you can pick a fic that I've written (check the fic tags or the sad and abandoned delicious and give me a timestamp, e.g. two weeks before, or five years after, etc. etc. and I will tell you what happened two weeks before or five years after whatever the hell went on in that fic, if I even remember.
OR you can just name one of the universes I've written and I'll tell you how it ends, because let's face it, I'm never going to have time to write fic ever again once myslavish duties totally awesome job starts.
But until then! Writing! Lesbians! Schmoop! Writing lesbian schmoop! YAY!!!
I'm all finished with core of the actual book-study part of this year. I have two more weeks of intense advocacy training in the middle of May, but that is mostly bullshit and pretending to be on Boston Legal.
So to celebrate my month-long break in which I plan to do absolutely nothing, I'm taking prompts again! Because it's been forever since I've written anything fic-ish. Fickish? Whatever. You can either choose a ecard from someecards.com, which has been done before and led to ... a lot of Chad.

Alternatively, you can pick a fic that I've written (check the fic tags or the sad and abandoned delicious and give me a timestamp, e.g. two weeks before, or five years after, etc. etc. and I will tell you what happened two weeks before or five years after whatever the hell went on in that fic, if I even remember.
OR you can just name one of the universes I've written and I'll tell you how it ends, because let's face it, I'm never going to have time to write fic ever again once my
But until then! Writing! Lesbians! Schmoop! Writing lesbian schmoop! YAY!!!
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And these sommecards are really just in honor of you finishing up school and your new job but you could write fic from them if you want.
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I might write a ficlet for the first ecard, because it's just screaming Criminal Minds Office AU to me. And also because it sums up my life so aptly.
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And I guessed that you'd relate to the first sommecard.
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Anyway, this is set in the same Criminal Minds RPS AU (http://wizened-cynic.livejournal.com/442868.html?thread=5565428#t5565428), where Paget is crazy (or is she?) and A.J. is wistful:
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No one has ever seen Paget do any work.
In fact, no one's really sure what Paget's job is, only that she replaced Lola, who got fired after she started taking her parakeets to work and tried to shoot Bernero when he told her she couldn't.
Paget spends a great deal of her day hanging around A.J.'s desk, and A.J. is mostly all right with that. She says mostly because once in a while Gibson from HR pulls A.J. aside and lectures her on the perils of office romances, especially those involving the clinically insane. Case in point: Lola.
And there's also the thing where A.J. needs to get her work done, so she can keep her job and afford things like food and clothes and rent, and having Paget around her is not terribly conducive to that.
Which is why, though slightly disappointing, it is also a relief when Paget naps in her cubicle this morning and allows A.J. to catch up on last week's files.
She's only a third of the way done when Matthew throws his wireless mouse onto the floor in a fit of rage and screams in the Paget's direction, "WHA is not a word! Tell me which dictionary defines 'wha' as a word!"
Gibson stands up and, scrubbing his face with his hand, says, "No more Machiavellian scrabble, kids. It's bad for office morale."
It's silent for another twenty minutes until Paget appears at A.J.'s side. "Hey."
"Hey."
"Let's prank Mundy."
A.J. raises an eyebrow.
"Well, Bernero's in LA, and Messer scares me," says Paget.
"I didn't think anything scared you," says A.J.
"Messer scares me," Paget repeats, and then adds thoughtfully, "and manatees. They're like deformed mermaids."
"It's Tuesday," A.J. reminds her. "No pranks until the afternoon."
"Come on, don't make me do work," Paget whines. "Time could be much better spent stealing toilet paper."
"Have you ever actually done work? You should try it once in a while."
"I've already done everything for the week," Paget says, so blithely that she doesn't seem to be lying.
Which is crazy, because nobody has ever seen Paget work.
"You've never seen the Sasquatch, but he still exists," Paget says defensively.
A.J. says, "Uh, no, he doesn't."
"So you say," says Paget. "Here's the secret, my friend." She leans down towards A.J.'s ear, and her breath is warm and smells like cinnamon. "I work really fast. It's a curse. I can't tell anyone because they'd make me do more work, and I don't need that shit in my life. Now that I've told you, you must swear to keep it a secret or I'd have to kill you and put your head on a stick to warn the others. I'm kidding --- or am I?"
"Let's prank Mundy," A.J. says, because there's no way she can concentrate on data entry after being simultaneously turned on by having Paget so close to her and utterly terrified by 70% of the stuff that comes out of Paget's mouth.
"I love this job," says Paget.
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I've only seen bits and pieces of ARCTU but Jessica was hilarious in what I saw.
Damn, I wish I still had my Emily Prentiss icon.
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Actual clips from her character being slightly gay and awesome on the show: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KLRxXk-m3NY
And an awesome vid of her dancing and being weird/funny on tv shows and in RL: http://vimeo.com/14499839
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Practical Fishkeeping, 5 years after.
By the way, I'm going to be going through all of those stories and reminding myself just how great they are. It's going to be a fun time.
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Miss Patty is sipping tea on the porch of the boarding house when Alex arrives. "Oh, sweetheart," she says, grabbing Alex's hands and squeezing them till they've lost all feeling, "I'm so sorry about your pa. He was a good man, and so handsome."
"Thank you, Miss Patty," Alex says. "Have you seen Lorelai?"
"She's right inside, sorting supper out with Sookie."
Alex finds them in the kitchen, wrapping rags around Sookie's left hand. "Knives are slippery," Sookie says by way of explanation, nodding at the pool of blood on the table.
"Michel, would you kindly take Sookie to the infirmary?" Lorelai asks the Frenchman, who replies with a very short, "No."
"Michel, take Sookie to the infirmary."
"Fine," Michel huffs. "But I will not enjoy it."
"You do not have to. Just make sure that cut is taken care of," Lorelai tells him. He leaves with Sookie, and then it's just Alex and Lorelai alone in the room. Alex thinks she should want to kiss Lorelai, but there are too many eyes here, too many people shuffling in and out of the boarding house.
Lorelai smiles, as if she knows what Alex is thinking. "How did the sale go?"
"As smoothly as it was expected, I suppose."
"Are you filthy rich now? Should I marry you and try to swindle you out of your money?"
Alex frowns. "Don't make such jokes, Lorelai. People will hear."
Lorelai shrugs. "I've already had a child out of wedlock. What's one more scarlet letter to add to my dress? It'd look quite swell, in fact. Color would go well with this calico."
Knowing Lorelai could stretch a joke for hours, Alex decides to ignore her completely and carry on with what she intended to say. "I have, in fact, decided what I want to do with the money."
"Buy a monkey!" Lorelai chortles.
Alex sighs.
"Though it would be quite difficult to find a monkey salesman around here."
"I can just leave, you know."
"But if you do find one, I want to name it Bert."
"Goodbye, Lorelai."
Alex turns around, but Lorelai makes a grab for her hand and says, "All right, all right, not a monkey. I'm listening now. Mostly. Part of me is still thinking about the little shirts and hats I could stitch together for Bert --- I'm listening now, really. Completely focused, not thinking about monkeys at all."
"I," Alex begins, and then it dawns on her what an immensely stupid idea this could be, and that Lorelai might not even agree to it. "I have decided I want to invest in the boarding house."
Lorelai's smile fades into an expression of surprise. "What?"
"It's not that I don't believe you can manage this place on your own. It's merely that I now have some money and I would like to invest it in something profitable. I think we've already established that I'm not terribly interested in farming."
Lorelai says nothing, still lost in thought.
"Well, what do you say?" Alex asks after a moment.
"Where will you live?" Lorelai asks.
"If I am to be an investor in the boarding house, then I would like to live here, so I can monitor what's going on at all times."
Lorelai nods. "That sounds fair to me. I think I can make the necessary arrangements."
"So I'm in."
"Well, maybe you'd like a tour first." Lorelai's smile is back now, and wider than ever, and there's that glint in her eye that makes Alex weak. "Come on, follow me. I'll start by showing you the best room in the house."
"Which is the best room?" asks Alex.
"The one with a lock on the door."
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Lorelai with the locked doors, smart girl she is. Their dynamic is so much fun. Thank you!
And congrats on conquering the 27 page test, it might have put up a fight but you prevailed in the end.
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I hope I prevailed. There's always a chance that I totally bombed it. You never know.
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"somewhere i have never traveled" (my absolute favorite fic of many favorite fics written by my favorite--only--Brain) -- two weeks before
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Oh, wow, that fic is from a long time ago. I'm gonna need to reread it (ugh!) before I can do your prompt, but I'll get around to it, I promise!
I really like exclamation points.
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* * *
Ever since the incident with the Fruit Roll Up, Alex has been thinking about kissing Lorelai.
It's not exactly anything new for her, thinking about kissing Lorelai, but now she's doing it so often that it distracts her from getting through her day properly, and if she were back in New York, she's sure Huang would have a way to spin it into a disorder on the DSM-IV.
New York no longer hits her like a sucker punch to the stomach, which Hammond would say is a good thing, Hammond who somehow arranges a meeting at a cafe in Blue Hills and wastes no time in exchanging pleasantries.
We've almost got enough evidence, he says.
Good, she says. How long? she asks.
He doesn't answer, but Alex remembers the Marshals telling her in the beginning that the usual stay in the program lasted one to two years.
On her way back to Stars Hollow, she stops by a roadside stand to buy fresh honey for Lorelai. She thinks about kissing Lorelai again, and it occurs to Alex for the first time that as hard as it was coming to Stars Hollow, it might be infinitely harder for her to leave.
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I want fruit roll ups. They don't exist here.
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Okay, zombie apocalypse, they (along with Paris and Rory) are the last remaining survivors. THE END.
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And maybe maybe maybe a Neal Baer is Fucking Insane timestamp? Like 2 months after the ficlet where Danneel is awesome? (I was very unimpressed by her IMDB page being Danneel Ackles now. Srsly, does she actually expect to be with him for the rest of her career? Well, she probably does.)
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Danneel Ackles sound even stupider than Genevieve Padalecki. And Padalecki is an immensely stupid-sounding name. But Danneel remains awesome, and this story is partially based on TRUE EVENTS:
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Danneel's character is so well-received that Neal decides to bring her on as a recurring guest star. She's going to be Alona's archnemesis and pop up every few episodes to remind Alona that Alona's gay.
"Basically, I represent the show's rabid lesbian fanbase," Danneel says proudly when she delivers the news over a pint of whatever Stephanie brewed in her dressing room.
No one asks if they think Neal's next great plotline is offensive, because everything about the show is kind of offensive, and by now everyone just sort of rolls with it.
"I'm going to ask if we can have a threesome," says Danneel, and she does the next day during their table read.
It's not too surprising when Neal jumps ship to CBS at the end of the season. Well, it is surprising, but only because Neal's still alive at the end of the season to switch networks and hasn't died of a Danneel-induced aneurysm or something.
They have a drink in Neal's honor, this time at an actual bar because there are rumors that ATF is onto Stephanie.
"You know who they should put in charge?" Danneel asks.
Only Ben's listening, because Sophia and Alona are in the bathroom, grinding like two eighth-graders after Sunday School. Which Danneel may or may not have done. But whatever, Ben's a great listener.
"Chuck Lorre," Ben says. "I'll be Jon Cryer and you can be Charlie Sheen."
Danneel ponders this for a minute. She's remarkably okay with this.
She bets Chuck would totally let her and Sophia and Alona have a threesome.
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Love it!!
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Or the supernatural AU?
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The SPN AU does not end. At least not until Supernatural does and I decide whether or not to borrow elements from it. Because Supernatural has been pretty stupid for the last 2.5 seasons.
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