if you read nothing else in this post, read the last paragraph!!!

[wakeupnew]

The printer is making death rattle noises. There are four of us currently here, in an office of 20+. None of my favorites are in. At least five of the people who aren't here are out for the entire week. So much jealousy. So much. I know my vacation is coming but I want it to come FASTER! I really miss having a winter break this year. This is the first year I've ever not finished reading through the Yuletide archive before having to go back to school/work. I am only up to the beginning of the M's in the fandom list; I'm a little over halfway there. I want to read more and more and more, but I'm trying to avoid fan fiction while at work, especially since my wireless access is no longer cutting it and I can't do internets on my laptop.

Basically, this is a pointless post about how bored I am and how cranky I am that I have to be at work today when I could be at home reading fanfic, kink meme-ing, and RPing. Ridiculous complaints are ridiculous, but I am still so happy it is a four-day work week.

(If you want a good laugh, go through Rotten Tomatoes' section for Sherlock Holmes. Some of the less flattering reviews are uproarious. I sat by myself at the reception desk this morning, as no one called and no one came in, just laughing my ass off. Bad reviews are the best! Writers always come up with their best turns of phrase in them.)

So this is a Give Me Things to Write and I Shall Endeavor to Write Them post! You all know my fandoms and what I am willing to try (for the record, a few ideas off the top of my head: Sherlock Holmes (new movie or oldschool canon), Iron Man, Glee, Sons of Anarchy, The Mentalist, NCIS, Bones, How I Met Your Mother, iCarly, National Treasure, M*A*S*H, Hellboy, Firefly, True Blood... there are many many many things I'm willing to try that aren't on this list, so feel free to request others if you know I am familiar with the source material). I can't write anything dreadful or explicit due to being at work, but otherwise, I'm pretty easy. Give me a character or characters, a pairing, a situation you want to see somebody in, a word or a song lyric or a phrase... Crossovers, crack, angst, romance, gen, whatever else, and general ridiculousness are all a-okay. Just give me something to jot short things about. For the love of God, please. D: D:

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(2/2) (with profuse apologies for the character voice)

[wakeupnew]

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Tony hits the rock floor still sputtering and gasping, water streaming off of him (still sliding down the back of his throat). The door clangs shut and he thinks half-hysterically, I don't know that crack, staring at the hole in the rock that is shaped sort of like a lightning bolt and is right in front of his nose. Someone touches his arm and he jolts away hard enough that it sets his over-taxed heart to agonizingly thundering again.

"Don't," he snaps ferociously. He can't stand one more set of hands touching him, and if that makes him look like a wild-eyed madman baring his teeth at a threat, so be it.

"Easy," says the tall, lanky man crouched several feet away, his hands raised with his palms out. "I come in peace."

Tony backs up on his hands and ass until he runs into an unfamiliar obstacle (a table leg), and he stops there. "Where the hell am I?" he demands, pretending that his voice is not shaking as strongly as it is. This is a cell, but it is larger and better-equipped than the one he knows; there's light and chairs and a desk covered in sheets of old-fashioned paper.

"Home sweet home," says the stranger, his eyes flicking across Tony's furiously defensive hunch and his soaked bandages and his rapidly bruising face. It is a briskly assessing, professional glance. "Mei, tāmāde húndàn, what have those philistines done to all my hard work?"

"You're--" Tony wipes water from his mouth with the back of his hand, not coming one bit closer. "You're the doctor. The one who did this to me." His hand reflexively presses against the gaping hole in his chest, its ugly maw hidden by bandages with wires protruding.

"Yep," the man says steadily. "I do a lot of things to people. It's kind of my job. And you're Tony Stark."

"Yeah." The two men crouch on the uneven ground in silence for a long moment, the only sound that of Tony's heaving breaths.

"I'm going to have to at least check the power source, make sure it didn't short circuit," the doctor says, finally. "Call it Catholic guilt."

Tony barks a sharp sound of amusement.

Re: (2/2) (with profuse apologies for the character voice)

[agonistes]

So I read the whole thing squeaking a lot and then I got to the penultimate line and Lexie, is that who I think it is, or is my ego showing? :O :O :O :O :O

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[wakeupnew]

It is not your ego! I'm sorry it wasn't more obvious; I didn't quite know how to do it without going HI MY NAME IS JORDIE LET'S BE BIFFLES.

(But yes Zoe is Raza and Jordie is Yinsen.)

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[agonistes]

FFFFFFFFFFFF *EXPLODES WITH GLEE*

also i thought it was zoe! FILLED WITH JOY, LEXIEFACE

[batyatoon]

OKAY SO this is way overdue but Sweeney might have forwarded the ficlet to me at work last week and I might have spent rather a lot of time trying not to glee out loud at my desk.

:D!!!!