WRITING CHAT THINGY!

[pocky_slash]

Hello, all. It is time for WRITING CHAT THINGY. As I have taken to calling it. For those who are new around these parts, it's a group chat where we share prompts to write fifteen minute ficlets. If you haven't come before but want to try it out, don't be afraid to stop by!

eta: And guys, we'll be going for the next few hours. Feel free to stop by

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[door key] home - white collar - neal/peter/el

[pocky_slash]

Neal doesn't know what to say. He stares down at the bit of metal in his hand, blinking long and slow.

His mind cycles through all of the possible responses, all of the possible personas he can slip into. He can play it for laughs or play dumb or act cool or just slip it into his pocket and say nothing. He can give them any of a dozen different smiles with a hundred different meanings.

But this is Peter and El, and he doesn't lie to them unless he has to and he never lies about this sort of thing

Re: [door key] home - white collar - neal/peter/el

[harmonyangel]

Oh, *flail*! This fills me with happy.

Re: [door key] home - white collar - neal/peter/el

[pocky_slash]

Hee! Thank you! :D

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[priscellie]

OMGSQUEE! This is so sweet!

[door key] original

[bookblather]

"Fuck," Ivy said

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[pocky_slash]

I loved the opening of this, the big-brotherly "Where did you hear that?" segueing into "Wait, what?!" Very nice :D

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[bookblather]

Aaron's fun that way. :D Thanks!

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[nancybrown]

I like these characters. :)

[door key] - White Collar - Neal/Elizabeth/Peter

[mcwonthelottery]

t's a symbol. It's a gesture. Neal knows this. It's not as if they would ever turn him away if he showed up at their door in the middle of the night, even for the most foolish of reasons, but now he has permission. Now he has a freedom he's never had before: to enter their lives whenever he pleases, to share their time, the casual affection they exchange over breakfast, the heat of their skin.

Elizabeth smiles and presses the key into his palm, closing his fingers around it. This is your home. Understand?

Neal nods because he can't speak through the tightness of his throat, can't think of the words he has wanted to say for months--not with El's small hands clasped around his own, not with Peter's forehead pressed against his temple.

It's a symbol. It's a gesture. It's trust, pure and simple, wrapped up in a tiny piece of metal, and he's not sure he deserves it.

Re: [door key] - White Collar - Neal/Elizabeth/Peter

[harmonyangel]

Yessssss. I could read this scenario all day. I love the tableau of them together especially.

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[pocky_slash]

IDEA STEALER D: D: D:

Just kidding, omg, I love all three of them so much. ♥ ♥ ♥

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[poeticpathetic]

I am still giggling that the two of you wrote the same succinct, good fic. Haha.

[door key] late - criminal minds - reid/elle

[poeticpathetic]

Reid turns the metal over in his hands and thinks he could memorize the shape, recognize it in a line-up if he had to. He could go in blind on a ring of keys never seen before and pluck this one out, the most memorable, the most significant, the brightest. He knows it like he knows most things -- entirely. He knows the way his thumb feels on the jagged teeth, the way the tumblers click in the lock when it's turned the right way (there's one dull thud and then a louder, looser knock of the bolt giving way) and he knows that the door needs the slightest amount of pressure pulled inward to loosen, to line the bolt with the latch and free it. Reid knows these things, he knows that the top of the key has three ridges on its end, and that the other side says, in metal etching, HYDE in full capital letters. Significance: this is where the key was copied, the duplicate copy the one made for him for use when necessary, when convenient, when there is no other choice but to let himself in

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[pocky_slash]

I have to say that Reid/Elle is not a pairing that I have ever thought about, but I totally love this, especially the attention to detail. It's so Reid. Oh man. Awesome.

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[poeticpathetic]

I got the inkling from that one scene where Reid says he went to Elle's hotel room and she was drinking, before Elle went nuts. I usually don't really like Elle, but something about it made sense. Thanks!

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[nancybrown]

I love the sensory details in this.

[Original] - write about a door key - Grandmaster Draw

[ruffwriter]

"So..." Liam squinted at the little bottles lined up in front of his feet on the floor. "I'm going to hazard a guess and say that one makes you bigger and one makes you smaller?"

"Either that," Mary snorted, "or they're both filled with cyanide."

"... you know, that's what I love about you, Mary. Your optimism." He blinked. He still wasn't quite used to the sound of sarcasm coming out of his own mouth.

It wasn't lost on Mary, either. She arched an eyebrow. "Stop that. You sound like Thom."

Well, with Thom at Cornell, Liam supposed someone had to sound like him

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[pocky_slash]

Ahahaha, oh my god, I love every scrap of dialogue here. I just want to quote it all back at you. Ugh, I do love these characters. All your characters. They're all so awesome.

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[poeticpathetic]

YAY for good dialogue fics! I am rusty at this and clearly need to brush up. Excellent, even if I don't know the whole story.

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[nancybrown]

*lol at the cyanide jokes*