Someone put Rachel/Shane in my head, and now it won't go away. Uh, help?
Okay. So. A very, very long time ago, 
jamapanama came up with this meme, which I posted and actually got responses to. And then it took me a long, long time to actually come up with both of them. But, uh, better late than never?
sarken asked about Keep Moving (the lgbtfest fic with a life of its own):
1. "Keith, I'm -- "
"God, Rach, please don't," he starts, pulling her into a hug. "I'm sorry."
Her jaw drops and she pulls back to gape at him. "You're sorry? I'm the one who just -- "
"Got me liquored up and tried to have your way with me? That'll make great blackmail material later," he laughs, but she can hear the bitterness.
2. She wakes up the next morning and finds Keith at the kitchen table, coffee made, newspaper divided. He doesn't quite look at her, his smile too bright. "Hungry?" He doesn't even wait for a response before getting up and starting to make her an omelette.
Her eyes well up as she sits down, pulls the paper open in front of her, and starts to read.
3. She pulls away. "Keith, I -- " She can't bring herself to actually say it.
He closes his eyes, and when they reopen, the brightness is gone. Everything's just -- gone.
"I told you, Rach. It's enough."
Keith gets up and heads into the kitchen. For the first time since it all started, she's not sure what to do. She gets up and slowly starts gathering her things, hoping...
He still hasn't come back when she closes the front door behind her.
Aaaaand
jamapanama asked about When Morning Comes (a little porny piece of morning-after schmoop):
1. You wake again after just a few minutes. She's looking down at you, a soft smile on her face.
"You think you're pretty clever, don't you," you frown up at her, rubbing your eyes.
"Hmm?" It takes her a second to come down to earth, but she smirks at you once she's back. "Oh, I *know* I am."
You curl up closer to her, content in her arms.
2. You wake up a few hours later and grin when you realize she's still asleep. You crawl out of bed as gently as you can, payback in the front of your mind, and pull a few ties out of the dresser. You settle back into bed and make soft but quick work of claiming each arm and tying it above her head. You settle casually back into bed next to her and wait.
3. Rachel shakes you awake and you rub your eyes, groaning as you look up at her. She picks bags up off the floor and holds them up out to you, a peace offering. "Chinese? It's already after dark."
"Seriously? Dammit, Rach, why'd you let me sleep so long? I have to head home early tomorrow..." you whine.
She gives you a small smile. "Because you're unbelievably hot, and I wanted to spend the day in bed with you."
"Well, now I guess you're stuck spending the night entertaining me," you reply, looking her slowly up and down, leering. She blushes and puts the food down on either side of you, leaning in to kiss you.
"I guess I can live with that," she says, pulling away. "But let's get your strength back up to 100% first."
(In case you were wondering? It was the happy fic that gave me the hard time. The emo fic endings've been done since pretty much the day after I started...probably because "Keep Moving" almost went on for another thousand words. Hehehe.)
So uh, thanks everyone for your patience, hope it was worth the wait. ;D
mwahs!
~a
jamapanama came up with this meme, which I posted and actually got responses to. And then it took me a long, long time to actually come up with both of them. But, uh, better late than never?
sarken asked about Keep Moving (the lgbtfest fic with a life of its own):
1. "Keith, I'm -- "
"God, Rach, please don't," he starts, pulling her into a hug. "I'm sorry."
Her jaw drops and she pulls back to gape at him. "You're sorry? I'm the one who just -- "
"Got me liquored up and tried to have your way with me? That'll make great blackmail material later," he laughs, but she can hear the bitterness.
2. She wakes up the next morning and finds Keith at the kitchen table, coffee made, newspaper divided. He doesn't quite look at her, his smile too bright. "Hungry?" He doesn't even wait for a response before getting up and starting to make her an omelette.
Her eyes well up as she sits down, pulls the paper open in front of her, and starts to read.
3. She pulls away. "Keith, I -- " She can't bring herself to actually say it.
He closes his eyes, and when they reopen, the brightness is gone. Everything's just -- gone.
"I told you, Rach. It's enough."
Keith gets up and heads into the kitchen. For the first time since it all started, she's not sure what to do. She gets up and slowly starts gathering her things, hoping...
He still hasn't come back when she closes the front door behind her.
Aaaaand
jamapanama asked about When Morning Comes (a little porny piece of morning-after schmoop):
1. You wake again after just a few minutes. She's looking down at you, a soft smile on her face.
"You think you're pretty clever, don't you," you frown up at her, rubbing your eyes.
"Hmm?" It takes her a second to come down to earth, but she smirks at you once she's back. "Oh, I *know* I am."
You curl up closer to her, content in her arms.
2. You wake up a few hours later and grin when you realize she's still asleep. You crawl out of bed as gently as you can, payback in the front of your mind, and pull a few ties out of the dresser. You settle back into bed and make soft but quick work of claiming each arm and tying it above her head. You settle casually back into bed next to her and wait.
3. Rachel shakes you awake and you rub your eyes, groaning as you look up at her. She picks bags up off the floor and holds them up out to you, a peace offering. "Chinese? It's already after dark."
"Seriously? Dammit, Rach, why'd you let me sleep so long? I have to head home early tomorrow..." you whine.
She gives you a small smile. "Because you're unbelievably hot, and I wanted to spend the day in bed with you."
"Well, now I guess you're stuck spending the night entertaining me," you reply, looking her slowly up and down, leering. She blushes and puts the food down on either side of you, leaning in to kiss you.
"I guess I can live with that," she says, pulling away. "But let's get your strength back up to 100% first."
(In case you were wondering? It was the happy fic that gave me the hard time. The emo fic endings've been done since pretty much the day after I started...probably because "Keep Moving" almost went on for another thousand words. Hehehe.)
So uh, thanks everyone for your patience, hope it was worth the wait. ;D
mwahs!
~a