Fluff, Relationships, and Traditions
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scribblemynameSo 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 Fic: A Time to Die [6/?]
Date: 2013-10-29 04:13 pm (UTC)"Destroying the cell is fine," Ben interjected abruptly, "but detonation would be a thousand times cleaner."
Justus shifted his gaze sharply to his one-time friend. He looked anywhere in that face for something familiar, something good that he remembered.
"Where's the fun in that?" Shift grinned back sharply.
Ben's expression closed to something significantly harder than it had been. It wasn't an expression Justus recognized. It wasn't Ben. It was all the horror of this place and what it represented slammed in his face. It was all his softness gone and replaced with a hardened warrior in perfect control that Ben had never been.
"I agree that we should wipe out the entire cell," he said coolly.
The fair-haired man, Maker, disagreed. "We're talking about potentially having families with them."
Justus shoved his anger tightly under a lid and spoke as a fourth for the first time since he became an operative. "As a blind. They want to keep their base a civilian target, but footage shows their children are learning the trade already."
Bald facts. He refused to look at the implications until Whisper relaxed her cat stance a fraction further and flayed open their wounds and their walls with the ever so quiet words, "We did."
Both teams fell silent. Shift nodded respect to the other woman, an inside gesture Justus wasn't so sure he wanted to understand.
Ben leaned back a little from the table and looked at Shift with a keen gaze he had never had before. "You're brutal." It was a plain statement, unadorned, unjudging, but absolute.
Shift bared her teeth in a razor-edged smile. “You just now figured that out?”
It was reality. Justus felt all his insides tighten with tension at the words but couldn't stop himself from shifting his weight and returning harshly, "You're bloody." Justus was willing to be harsh to survive, but this unrepentant willingness to kill— Ben was dead. Justus met his stare head on and forced himself to change the name to match. Shift had called him Red Wolf. His friend had been rewritten even deeper in his bones than Justus.
Red Wolf studied Justus for a long moment, slight puzzlement buried behind his look. He dispelled it with a matter-of-fact nod. "We're a strike team. Our targets have earned death, and we deliver it. It's as as simple as that."
Justus had gone on missions between Lascek and Dabouri, but this time, he didn't stop, he didn't hesitate, and he didn't ask questions of himself as he did what he was supposed to me, guarding the exit corridor with Whisper, as Sear and Maker planted the detonation device.
The sound of running feet and Justus leveled his gun. It was a little girl. She saw them with wide eyes and her mouth opened as to scream.
Whoever he had once been died with her.