*MC voice* The Twitter Comment Fic Challenge!

[inmyriadbits]

So, I feel like writing. (...not my paper for school, though, of course. *scoffs* Don't be silly!)

Let's play a game! We'll call it "the Twitter Comment Fic Challenge" -- it's sort of like those "tell a story in 10 words" memes, only with 140 characters instead. You (that would be the plural you, as in, my flist) comment giving me a fandom, and a prompt/pairing/character/mood word/whatever if you like; then I write you a mini-fic of 140 characters. If you want to play along, you can request a fandom in return.

Anything is fair game! I'm up to date on House, NCIS, NCIS:LA, The Good Wife, Criminal Minds, Bones, SPN, Fringe, 30 Rock, White Collar, Psych, Chuck, Leverage, Burn Notice, Eureka, Southland, and Doctor Who -- just to name what's currently running on TV. I'm a few eps behind on Merlin and Mad Men, five episodes into Castle, and studying Man From U.N.C.L.E. for my thesis. And that's not counting the million and a half other things I've seen or read over the years, so feel free to throw out something random. I like a challenge. :D

Okay...go!

Comments

[inmyriadbits.livejournal.com]

Peter wrenches away, gasping. "Your tie is crooked," after a pause, silk crumpled in his hand.

"You seem to want it that way," Neal replies.

***

That was fun! Want another? <3

[celli]

*FLAILS MADLY AT YOU* ohgod.

YES! NCIS, tim/tony (which I am writing in another window, NEED INSPIRATION PLS.)

[inmyriadbits.livejournal.com]

*beams* Yay!

***

Tony lies a lot, camouflages the truth when he slips; but Tim catches some -- "You're my favorite probie, Probie," and he grabs Tim's wrist.

***

:D More?

[celli]

today is SO MUCH BETTER than I thought it would be. *more flaily hands*

Mag7! Ezra!

[inmyriadbits.livejournal.com]

"How unbearably mortifying," Ezra says.

"I'm just surprised it didn't happen sooner." Nathan cleans the skin pinched by Ezra's wrist holster.

(One character over, oh the shame. Clearly I owe you another? :D)

[celli]

Clearly you need to try Ezra til you get him right. *g* How about something USTy with Chris?

[inmyriadbits.livejournal.com]

something USTy with Chris

Ezra/Chris? Or just like, Chris/his reflection? ;)

[celli]

ahaha. either. BOTH.

[inmyriadbits.livejournal.com]

Ezra bites the coin. "Genuine," he says, then grimaces. "Tastes appalling, though."

Chris wonders how the other gold in Ezra's mouth tastes.

[celli]

OMGFLAILOMG.

[inmyriadbits.livejournal.com]

:D More? Seriously, just keep giving me prompts...

[celli]

I love you so much.

Good Wife. Alicia/Kalinda. :D:D:D:D:D:D

[inmyriadbits.livejournal.com]

It's after her divorce, triumph in court; fingers of scotch, and a broken high heel.

It's in the cab when Kalinda leans over for the kiss, hand finding the top of Alicia's stocking under her skirt. Alicia feels no guilt; she has no husband, and Kalinda's mouth is warm and honest.

***

Another double, but you're not complaining, so... :) What else you got?

[celli]

NCIS: So Gay, G and Sam.

[inmyriadbits.livejournal.com]

*snicker*

***

G once bought a book of baby names with a pink cover, for only 1/26th of the content.

(The girl at the counter had smiled; she assumed another reason.)

He threw it away another day, after Sam said his name, and G realized that it didn't feel like an initial anymore. Not from Sam.

[inmyriadbits.livejournal.com]

Bonus! :)

***

Vin glanced over at the bar. "Three sheets to the wind," Buck gravely observed, as they watched Chris play with his hair in the long mirror.

[celli]

*dies*

[inmyriadbits.livejournal.com]

Have another! This one's a double, but I couldn't resist. :)

***

"I really hope you appreciate the way I'm not making any Lassie jokes right now, Timmy."

"I would, if I didn't think you're just waiting until we're no longer stuck at the bottom of a working well where it would be very easy for me to drown you, Tony."

"...Fair enough. McDamsel."

[celli]

I have got to stop CLAPPING LIKE A SEAL. Slod is trying to write and will shoot me.

[inmyriadbits.livejournal.com]

HEE. But Timmy's fallen down the well! How are you supposed to not?

Tell her I'll write her something to make up for it, if she wants. :D

[celli]

I will tell her! after she's done NaNoing for the day. I like my spine in its current place along my ribcage.

[inmyriadbits.livejournal.com]

*nods* You are a wise woman. :)

[serialkarma.livejournal.com]

oooh, this was perfect too!

[inmyriadbits.livejournal.com]

Thank you! Seriously, Neal is just begging to get rumpled. *cough* I may also have a thing for tie-grabbing. :D

Would you like some White Collar of your own? :)