A Wild Fanfic Writing Meme appears

[thisbluespirit]

I have been so bad at these forever, but I tentatively tried this one on tumblr and it's been working! So, if you want to comment with a ship (or two characters, plenty of these could as easily be platonic as romantic) + kiss no, I shall do my best to oblige in the next week or so:

1. …good morning.
2. …goodnight.
3. …goodbye.
4. …where it hurts.
5. …where it doesn’t hurt.
6. …on a falling tear.
7. …to shut them up.
8. …in secrecy.
9. …in public.
10. …desperately.
11. …in joy.
12. …in grief.
13. …discreetly.
14. …casually.
15. …passionately.
16. …lazily.
17. …to distract.
18. …as encouragement.
19. …for luck.
20. …on a scar.
21. …on a place of insecurity.
22. …in a rush of adrenaline.
23. …in relief.
24. …in danger.
25. …as a ‘yes’.
26. …as an apology.
27. …as a suggestion.
28. …as a lie.
29. …as a promise.
30. …as comfort.
31. …after a small rejection.
32. …to wake up.
33. …forcefully.
34. …to pretend.
35. …to gain something.
36. …to give up control.
37. …without a motive.
38. …because they’re running out of time.
39. …because time’s run out.
40. …because the world is ending.
41. …because the world is saved.
42. …out of pride.
43. …out of greed.
44. …out of lust.
45. …out of anger.
46. …out of envy or jealousy.
47. …out of spite.
48. …out of habit.
49. …out of necessity.
50. …out of love.

As ever, any fandom I know, or you think I know - just give me a couple to choose from, or if I don't know it/can't do it I'll let you choose again. ♥

Over on tumblr, I have done: Six/Charley, Silver/Sapphire, Eight & Lucie, Six/Romana & will do Silver/Copper and Eight/Charley by tonight I hope, so not those! (Also: other fandoms than DW are available! Especially as I'm trying to flex my Yule-muscles as it were...)

(I'll link those ficlets here presently, probably once I've tidied them up and popped them over on AO3.)

Comments

[theseatheseatheopensea]

Oh, what about 41 for Annabelle, Jason and Stewart (in any combination you want)? And if I can't ask for Copper and Silver XD maybe 39 for any Elements you choose? (If you want to narrow it down, you know I have a soft spot for Manganese, but anyone would be great!) <3

Annabelle/Jason/Stewart + 41 because the world is saved

[thisbluespirit]

Very rough, but how could I resist ♥

***

The timer reached zero. There was a flash and clouds of smoke filled the room. Annabelle, trying to help Stewart up, instinctively ducked and then grabbed for his hand. She closed her eyes and counted, waiting for the end.

Someone coughed, and when they both looked up, Jason emerged through the smoke, busy wiping his forehead with a gold-coloured handkerchief.

“Well? Aren’t you two going to congratulate me?”

Stewart sat up, and then staggered to his feet. Annabelle put out a hand to help him. “Wait,” he said. “Are you telling me you actually did it?”

“Well, we are all still here, aren’t we? I do wish you’d use your intelligence, Stewart. You may find you have some if you look hard enough.”

“Jason!” said Annabelle, and startled all three of them by flinging herself at him.

“Good God,” he said. “What did I do to deserve this?”

“I could kiss you!”

“If you must,” he said, and tilted his cheek in readiness.

Annabelle shook her head and laughed. Then she leant in and kissed him on the mouth. “Almost worthy of Mark Caine himself. Congratulations, Jason.”

“Annabelle!” said Stewart.

Jason adjusted his tie in a delicate motion. “No need to feel left out,” he murmured, and briefly kissed Stewart. “There, now we’re all even. Can we go?”

“Almost even,” said Annabelle, throwing a dare of look at Stewart, who was apparently too busy coughing to notice.

“Now, “ said Jason, “can we get out of here? I left a bottle of champagne on ice in our room and I can hear its plaintive call from here.”

Re: Annabelle/Jason/Stewart + 41 because the world is saved

[theseatheseatheopensea]

:D I love it, it's perfect! I love the detail of Jason's gold hanky, and all of their banter, it's great! And of course there's some champagne waiting for them, they deserve it! <3 Thank you!!

[thisbluespirit]

I actually ended up doing Silver/OC for the other person, so I can do Copper & Silver for you, although Pers gave me Silver/Sapphire +39 over there - is there another number you could pick? (It was such a perfect elemental one you both went straight for it, but it's hard to write the same prompt for the same character twice! XD)

[theseatheseatheopensea]

(It was such a perfect elemental one you both went straight for it, but it's hard to write the same prompt for the same character twice! XD)

It *was* a good prompt... I almost chose 38, which is very similar! XD So maybe 22 or 25? (Or any number you like, really!) <3

[thisbluespirit]

Btw, I'm just trying to tidy up the last of these for posting on AO3. I know you haven't really been using it lately - would you like me still to gift them to you there when I do, or would you prefer not? (EIther way is fine! <3)

[theseatheseatheopensea]

(Double Annabelle power!)

Thank you for asking! I think I'm mostly going to use AO3 for gift fic from now on, so I won't complain about getting gifts there, especially if they are as nice as these ones! <3

[romanajo123]

Hmmm think I posted this too over there? Or at least saw it.

So… what to do?

10 or 15 ( I’m flexible) for Rumple/ Belle or one of its variants? 😃

* scoops the meme up, and steals it*

[thisbluespirit]

You may have done! tumblr hid something from me yesterday, so it was telling me I had 3 asks, but only showing me 2!

Rumple/Belle + 10 (desperately)

[thisbluespirit]

(Missing moment from 4.1)

---

The dance ends with her in his arms and he in hers. Rumple hangs onto Belle, tightening his grip.

“Not going anywhere,” murmurs Belle, her lips curving into a half-smile. She laughs and kisses him. “See? All yours. Want another dance –?” She raises her eyebrows and there’s a gleam in those green eyes.

Rumple keeps his gaze fixed on her. He’s not thinking about the dagger he’s put back; not thinking about how easy it would be to reverse the switch; how much he needs to look at that magical hat. He’s not. He bends in and kisses her harder than she was expecting, but she only laughs aloud for pleasure when he’s done and returns the favour.

Belle ought to be distraction enough. Belle ought to be enough. Belle is enough.

The dagger’s image persists. One more time. One little look. Can’t turn down this chance. He blinks.

Belle he reminds himself. He gazes into her face and does his best to smile. He presses a second, desperate kiss to her lips – a drowning man gasping for air. “I’m all yours,” he lies and believes it. “Don’t you let me go.”

She lifts her chin; meets his gaze. “The only one who can ever make me do that is you. So, don’t.”

He hugs her tight, princess that she truly is, golden dress or no, pressed against the Dark One masquerading in faux royal costume. “No, no. I won’t. I love you, Belle.”

And yet, and yet…

Re: Rumple/Belle + 10 (desperately)

[romanajo123]

Oh no my heart 💜

This is beautiful and in-character. It fits during this time for them. That last line.

[sovay]

Over on tumblr, I have done: Six/Charley, Silver/Sapphire, Eight & Lucie, Six/Romana & will do Silver/Copper and Eight/Charley by tonight I hope, so not those!

I suppose "Peri/Governor of Varos for any reason" contravenes the terms of the meme, so how about either #21 or #37?

(I would not have said prior this meme that I even ship them, but it's being an awful couple of days and apparently my brain has opinions.)

[thisbluespirit]

but it's being an awful couple of days and apparently my brain has opinions.)

I am deeply sorry about the terrible couple of days, but don't worry, your awful-couple-of-days-brain just met with my unwise 17 year old heart, so I'm great with the outcome. ♥

[sovay]

don't worry, your awful-couple-of-days-brain just met with my unwise 17 year old heart, so I'm great with the outcome.

Oh, good.

*hugs*

Peri/Governor of Varos + 37 (without a motive)

[thisbluespirit]

The service tunnels forked ahead of them. The Governor and Maldak had both seemed sure that the left was the way they needed to take, but Maldak had left Peri and the Governor waiting while he took a look to make certain.

The Governor leant against the wall and closed his eyes.

Peri cast a glance up at him through the gloom – the service tunnels, unlike the rest of Varos, were not lit for the cameras. She shifted along the wall and put out a hand to grip the edge of his sleeve. “You’re not okay, are you?”

“I shall manage.”

“That wasn’t what I asked.”

“If your Doctor has the answers you say, then we must find him quickly. We don’t want him to die before we reach him.”

“Oh, he’ll have ideas all right,” said Peri. “And then we can get right out of this d– uh – well – this place.” She bit her lip. “Sorry.”

“No. I don’t suppose Varos does compare well to other worlds.”

Where to start? Peri merely grimaced, and the Governor gave a short laugh.

“I like the sunlight,” she said, by way of apology. “Sea – sand – shops. And vegetation. I’m a botanist.”

“A… botanist?”

“I study plants. You don’t even have any here, do you?”

“Oh, we have plants. If we’re going the right way, you’ll see them soon enough.”

“Let me guess – I don’t want to?”

He didn’t even have to answer. After a moment more, he murmured, “Excuse me,” and lowered himself down the wall to sit on the floor.

“Great.” Peri said, but her face creased as she watched him. She didn’t want to think about what it was like to never had known anywhere but Varos. She crouched down beside him and laid a hand on his arm. When he turned his head in response, she caught her breath and leaned over to kiss him on the cheek, gently, but deliberate.

He stilled. “Why?” he murmured eventually.

She shrugged and then stood hastily, hearing Maldak’s footsteps echoing ahead of him along the service tunnel as he ran back. “No reason.”

She couldn’t give the Governor flowers or sunshine or proper air or any of those things. But her world, for all its own cruelties, also had kindness and love and all the other intangible, vital things like that. Maybe you could pass those on, to some people, if you tried.

The Governor put out a hand to use the wall to raise himself and she turned to help. He held onto her a fraction longer than was necessary, and then lowered his head towards her. “Thank you,” he said, softly, and then gestured for her to go on ahead, into the tunnel where Maldak waited – and, hopefully, right at the end of it, so did the Doctor.

Re: Peri/Governor of Varos + 37 (without a motive)

[sovay]

But her world, for all its own cruelties, also had kindness and love and all the other intangible, vital things like that. Maybe you could pass those on, to some people, if you tried.

I like that very much.

Please thank your seventeen-year-old heart for me! (And your present-day writing skills.)

[kronette]

Would you be interested in Doctor Who, 06, writer's choice? I'll let you pick whoever & however out of these groups: Two & Zoe & Jaime, Three & Sarah Jane, Twelve & River Song. I'll get inspired to write again...sometime in here.

Twelve/River + 6 (on a falling tear)

[thisbluespirit]

(Very weird little end-of The Doctor Falls snippet for you!)

---

He’s dying. She’s not here. None of this is real.

What’s new in that, for them?

River’s ghost kneels by his side and touches his hand. There’s a tear running down his cheek. She’s not crying. She’s a ghost, after all. The dead don’t.

Her mouth twists into something that isn’t quite a smile and she bends over to kiss the tear; a soft brush of nothing against his face. (Where there’s tears, there’s hope. Life.)

“Goodbye, Doctor.”

It’s not the end. He’s breathing. There’s a tear. (Tears. Life. Hope.)

River, who isn’t there, fades into a dream.

So does he.

But there are tears – life – hope.

And a kiss farewell.

[persiflage_1]

You forgot to mention you'd done Ruth/Harry (Spooks|MI5) over on Tumblr, too!

And then I forgot to say WTOVPIC - Katrina & Uljabaan - 35!

[thisbluespirit]

Ahaha, my subconscious was evidently out to rake in more Harry/Ruth! XD

WtOVPIC, Katrina/Uljabaan + 35, to gain something

[thisbluespirit]

Katrina darted forward. Nothing could stop her from pressing the off-button on Uljabaan’s device now. Nothing, that was, except –

“Ms Lyons!”

She turned her head. “Oh, no, you’re not getting away with this, Uljabaan! I’m going to – mmmh!”

Uljabaan, grabbed her, bent her back old Hollywood style and, despite Katrina’s squeal, snogged her half to death.

“Oh my God! Urgh!! What was that for?” Katrina flapped her arms about wildly as if that would somehow get the taste of imperialist alien warlord out of her mouth. Not that he had much taste, actually, weirdly, or that what there was all that bad. Just on principle. You didn’t put up with alien invaders invading your mouth as well as your village.

“To distract you. It’s a technique I’ve been practising. How many archaic visual instalments of earth fiction have we had to watch to get it right, Computer?”

“You watched twenty minutes of one, Commander. I analysed 6,452 instalments and played you the most pertinent moments.”

“Well, it paid off, didn’t it? You’re too late to stop my memory wiper now!”

“Are there no depths to which you won’t sink?”

“Of course not. Depths are my perfect level.”

“I can’t believe you did that! I’m going to be scarred for life.”

“No, you won’t. Neither of us will. That’s what makes my plan so perfect. Traumatic though I found the whole business, you now have no choice but to stand back and let the memory wiper device work. In ten more seconds, neither of us will know a thing about it. Of course, if you’d prefer to remember our kiss for the rest of your life, be my guest. Press that button.”

“You’re despicable!” It unfortunately was a pretty foolproof plan, she had to admit. She’d have to let him do it, even if it meant losing the vital advance they’d made since this morning. Damn him. Anyway, it had only been a partial advance, if she was honest. Half a step forward, if that. Not that he kissed that badly, but that was part of the problem, really. The Computer’s research had obviously been pretty effective. “What if I have alien parasites? I might die!”

“Impossible,” said Uljabaan. “On the other hand, before I forget, Computer, scan me for any hideous earth germs.”

“Scanning, Commander.”

“Wait,” said Uljabaan. “Why haven’t we forgotten it yet?”

He and Katrina looked at the flashing device behind them.

“Ah,” said the Computer. “There has been an error, Commander. My apologies. The device took effect five seconds ago. Unfortunately, it has in fact enhanced the capacity of everyone in the village to store and retain memory by 65%. For example, Mrs Lyons has recalled her grandmother’s shortbread recipe that she lost sixteen years ago and Mr Lyons has finally remembered how his novel was supposed to end. Lucy Alexander’s memories have become a great deal more kaleidoscopic than they were five minutes ago.”

“What?!” screeched Katrina and Uljabaan, united in horror if nothing else.

“I’m sorry, Commander, but at the time I programmed the settings, I was simultaneously asked to scan over six thousand romantic black and white earth films. In the process, I seem to have overloaded the machine’s parameters.”

The device promptly exploded.

“If it’s any consolation,” said the Computer, “you did ask me to ensure the kiss was unforgettable.”

[john_amend_all]

Ace &/ Susan Q, #8?

Susan Q/Ace + 8 (in secrecy)

[thisbluespirit]

A belated little snippet, but here it is at last:

---

They were almost back at where they’d left the TARDIS when Susan put a hand on Ace’s shoulder, bringing her to a halt.

“What is it?”

The others went on past them, round the corner. The blues echoed out through the tinny mouthpieces of solitary remaining loudspeaker. There was no one else about, not even a stray Kill Joy.

“Only this.” Susan kissed Ace on the mouth – a brief, warm touch and then she pulled back. Her lips quirked, a ghost of a smile. “Thank you.”

Ace’s brows drew together. “What for?”

“Everything, I think.” She broke into a laugh, creasing the white face paint she hadn’t yet scrubbed off. “And for luck, of course. I get the impression you’ll need it.”

Ace lifted her head to take one last look around the dark, dingy, fake alleyways of Terra Alpha. “You too, I bet.”

“Well, then,” said Susan. The smile hadn’t quite gone away and her eyes held a challenge.

Ace – cheeks heated, heart thudding – rose to it.

[quailfence]

Dracula (novel), Lucy/Mina or Jonathan/Mina (or Jonathan/Mina/Lucy), 17?

[thisbluespirit]

Thanks! Sorry, though, it's been a bit of while since I read the book and I wasn't in a state to do it properly at the time. I've got all the adaptations in my head instead!

Choose another prompt if you like? <3