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scribblemyname) wrote2013-09-22 07:54 pm
Fluff, Relationships, and Traditions
So characters have habits, ways they interact with certain people and situations, things they do and like to do, stories and histories together. I've known a lot of my characters' for a long time but getting them all into fic is interesting, particularly for the ones I don't know that for.
I've got about five novelettes I want to turn out plus a short story, created out of the 5 Things Meme and then the whole Pieter/Ashen dynamic that originally played in my head before I even wrote that first Ashen drabble (and it is awesome to me, but got sidelined drastically with a deluge of other prompts), but, but, but...
I'm on day 265 of my challenge and story count 157 and I'm still plying angles and there's all those little things above that I'm itching to nibble at. Want to help a girl out?
Particularly of interest to me are things like where does Wesley work (not sure actually), and then relationship things that I haven't gotten to like how Justus always recognizes Shift regardless of her current form or demeanor, friendships, sibling relationships, Ilsa and her husband, etc.
Calling for prompts, as promised:
- character(s) and/or canon/fandom
- random word, quote, or other prompt
Oh, and I'll try to keep it short and fluffy or sweet. Try is the operative word. :grins:
Prompts
- Meld, couples, prank war
- Justus + Special Unit
- From thecatisacritic's fluff-fest
- Justus' family + Shift, Rachelle
- dancing, quotes, and not without you
- who is Justus when he's Rachelle's?
- undercover Justus
- more quotes
- From Daily Scribble post 1 AND from previous promptfest
- Ilsa prevents
- the work they do
- finding Justus, about that memory
Ficlets
Seven Days
- Wesley/Lena: Shall We Dance?
- Wesley/Lena: Stubborn
- Wesley/Lena: You are My Photograph
- Wesley/Lena + Angelita: Learning to Tango
- Wesley + Connor: Just Saying
- Wesley + Connor: On Practical Uses for Journals
- Wesley + Connor: A Spaghetti-Flavored Aftermath
- Wesley + Connor: Maybe Next Week
- Wesley + Connor: The Apple Don't Fall Far
- Wesley + Mom: The Joys of Motherhood
- Connor + Ashelynn + dogs: On the Acquisition of Dogs
- Connor + Ashelynn + dogs: Girls
Kingdoms and Thorn
- Shift + Team ensemble: That'll Work
- Shift + Meld: Soon
- Sear + Meld: Bone-Weary Need
- Rachelle + Meld: Between
- Rachelle + Meld: The Leash
- Rachelle + Special Unit: Anywhere But Here
- Rachelle + Heather + Shadow: An Absurdly Dangerous Shadow
- Rachelle + Joseph: What the Emptiness Fills
- Justus + Joseph: Cracking the Ice
- Justus + Team Ensemble: In the Business
- Justus + Larique: The Unsuspecting Suspect
- Shift + Justus: Self-Preservation
- Sear + Justus: Gratitude in an Off Note
- Rachelle/Justus + Heather: Backfire
- Rachelle/Justus + Sophocles: Comfort Objects
- Rachelle/Justus + Sophocles: On the Care and Feeding of Cats
- Rachelle/Justus + Sophocles: The Taste of Coffee
- Rachelle/Justus: Living with Hope
- Rachelle/Justus: Tiny Significant Pieces
- Rachelle/Justus: Side Effects
- Rachelle/Justus: Remind You to Dance
- Rachelle/Justus: Family
- Rachelle/Justus + Red Wolf and Whisper's kids: Cure to All That Ails
- Storm + Red Wolf + Anya: We Can't Have That
- Red Wolf and Whisper's kids: Don’t Forget the Ice Cream
- Red Wolf/Whisper: The Fox and the Wolf
- Red Wolf/Whisper: Taste of Regret
- Red Wolf/Whisper: Business as Usual
- Red Wolf/Whisper + Ashen: A Gift Well-Chosen
- Red Wolf: Rearranging Assets
- Storm + Minder: The Five W’s of Declaring War
- Storm + Minder: Tell Me in the Morning
- Storm + Minder: Moral Support
- Storm + Mirage + Surge: Waiting for Blood
- Hasheni/Ilsa Killinger: Homework
- Hasheni/Ilsa Killinger: Catalyst
- Ilsa Killinger: Linger
- Ilsa Killinger | Special Unit: Reality Check
- Keeper/Brushfire: When Memory Burns
- Anna/Lightsculpt: Dinnertime Distractions
- Anna/Lightsculpt: Needing a Break
- Anna/Lightsculpt: Worth Something
- Anna/Lightsculpt: Working Up the Nerve
- Anna/Lightsculpt: Would That It Were
- Sketch + Team ensemble: Something Other Than Smoke
- Shift/Kilter + Watcher: Wedding Gift
- Shift/Kilter + Elisabeth: You're My Heart
- Shift/Kilter + Elisabeth: The Answer to All Problems
- Shift + Elisabeth: Little Girl Reminders
- Surge + Maker: Embrace of Freedom
- Watcher + Team Ensemble: An Ounce of Protection
Originally published at Liana Mir. You can comment here or there.
Kingdoms and Thorn Ficlet: Tell Me in the Morning
"Minder—"
She gave him a look. "Your couch is open," she reminded him bitingly. "That's what you said."
He lowered his hand and studied her. She had made herself small, curling up in the thickest, plushest chair he had—it matched the couch—arms wound around herself, leaning heavily on her drawn up knees, and fingers biting into her arms. Her red hair matched the flat wounded anger in her gaze. She sure had picked a h— of a day to need him.
But he put aside himself and settled on the couch, let himself be Refuge, the name she'd given him when they were kids, instead of Rett. "What's wrong?"
Her jerky shrug was abbreviated by her failure to uncurl. She shook her head. It was Minder, not the freely laughing Marcella she had been slowly becoming ever since she met her birth family and took again the name they gave her. She was the brooding woman he remembered from their childhood. (None of them had ever been children.)
He waited a long moment, then took a breath. She wasn't going to talk. He didn't want to talk either, but she needed to. He stood and went in the kitchen, poured himself a glass of water, and drank it. Then he went back in and picked up his briefcase and jacket. "I'm going to change."
She didn't respond and he didn't expect her to.
Later that night, he came out again. He had shed the businesslike persona he wore for work and become simply the big brother his teammates often needed.
Minder was rearranging his couch cushions.
"I come bearing sheets," he offered.
She laughed softly and took them. They made up the couch together. Minder glanced up at him with that knowing look of hers, or rather, that knowing look of women anywhere.
"What's bothering you?" she asked.
Rett shrugged. "Broke up. Into bed." He jostled the sheet.
But Minder just stared at him, then leaned forward and hugged him instead.
"Hey," he said softly, "I'm fine."
She laughed throatily, like there might be tears under there, but stepped away. "No, you're not, but that's okay."
He didn't answer for a long moment. He just gave her that measuring look common to leaders anywhere. "I'm okay, Minder." It wasn't Rett telling her; it was Storm, the man who'd raised her. (They had never been children.)
It was true, too. He'd been beaten, bloodied, lost family, lost a team member, nearly lost that sunshine smile of Red Fox's when it fell from her face and she took the name Whisper to avenge that fallen member. He'd been so dead only his regenerative ability could bring him back again. Losing a relationship, ill-fated from the beginning, was nothing compared to all that.
Rett shook his head. "What's bothering you?"
Minder shook her head. "It's bad enough I showed up in the middle of that."
"Why make it pointless?" He sat down and gestured magnaminously. "I'm all ears." Humor always worked with her. It was one of the only things that did.
She slid between the covers with a sigh. "Goodnight, Storm."
"But you'll tell me in the morning."
"Goodnight!"
He could hear the smile in her voice and smiled himself. That made it worth it. He got up, turned out the lamp, and went to bed.
Re: Kingdoms and Thorn Ficlet: Tell Me in the Morning
You do realize that you're going to have to tell why she came to him so upset now.
And he's also Refuge. I like that for some reason.
Re: Kingdoms and Thorn Ficlet: Tell Me in the Morning
Yeah, I knew I'd have to pry it out of her, but she resisted, then Storm let it go and I had to pick my jaw up off the floor and tell them, I shall get it out of you! Characters don't always cooperate, you know.
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It does make sense that they'd have overlapping names on different teams, since they gave them for the roles they were at the time.
Yeah, that has to come out. He didn't let it go forever, just for the night, but still...
Characters cooperate? What is this mythical thing you speak of? This happens?
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Kingdoms and Thorn Ficlet: Moral Support
"Hot fudge is not the answer to all problems," Minder informed him, arms crossed and foot tapping on the heated tile floor in Rett's kitchen.
He shrugged and flipped the omelet in the skillet, then slid the cup of hot chocolate with chunks of melted fudge across the counter to her. "All problems Minder."
She rolled her eyes and took the mug, muttering unmentionables. She sipped it. "At least you haven't lost your touch."
Rett scoffed at that. Minder liked all things in the triple espresso variety, whether it be coffee or chocolate or caramel chai. That last was sickly sweet and spicy enough to burn. It wasn't hard to make things the way she liked them.
"So." He glanced at her, returned to his skillet, and flipped the omelet out onto a plate. "What's wrong?"
"Pestery fellow, aren't you?" she asked between sips. "Like a mosquito."
"And?" He put the skillet in the sink and grabbed a fork for his plate. Minder had always preferred hot oatmeal about twenty minutes after the chocolate, so he left it in the pot. "I repeat: what's wrong?"
She shrugged, shoulders hunching inward, then started a slow drain on her mug in lieu of sips.
"Stalling," he ribbed her.
She shrugged again and set the mug down. "Family stuff."
Rett paused. "What kind of family stuff?" he asked carefully.
"Brother going off the deep end, sister hating that she's not the oldest anymore, and parents fighting over the sibling rivalry?" Minder sighed and headed for the oatmeal. Twenty minutes early. She lifted the pot cover.
Rett set his plate down and walked up behind her to wrap her in a hug.
"Storm—"
"I can't fix it," he cut her off. "I know that. Believe me." He held her a little tighter, against the onslaught of too many bad family memories of his own. "Just let me be here for you."
She leaned back against him and nodded, saying nothing. She didn't have to.
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It being a bit of a family thing surprised me. I guess I didn't think she'd go to him for something almost... ordinary.
Then again... I'm starting to think I could ship these two, and I like that she went to him a bit more than I should because of that.
*winces*
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Yeah, it would be. It just doesn't seem like much to someone outside of it, where family drama is kind of... normal, I guess.
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Of course, Rett does have that overprotective streak...
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So maybe he needs to be that protective one and confront her family about it. Or take her in and refuse to let her go because he's being overprotective.
:)