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[wired_lizard]

My writerbrain needs a jumpstart. So I'm doing that thing I sometimes do where I open myself for ficlet prompts and do my darndest to actually fill them all. Comment with a request and I'll comment back with fic

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[heavenscalyx]

STTNG: Beverly and Deanna drinking together and commenting on the relative attractiveness of their shipmates. Bonus points for random outbursts of bisexuality!

[sixthbrightest]

I love your icon!

[heavenscalyx]

Thank you! I got inspired one day and made a flurry of Troi icons.

[wired_lizard]

A few weeks after that unfortunate incident with the water virus, Deanna discovers that the new bartender--the same one whose emotional output is roughly that of a subtly mysterious brick wall--makes the best girly fruity drinks she'd had since her psych rotation parties back on Betazed

[wired_lizard]

"Really? Well. Beverly of the alternate universe where shipboard romance always works will just have to find somebody unrakish then."

"Well, who?"

Deanna sees where this is going and orders another martini. "Well..." She's quite used to running through crew rosters in her head. Usually not to this end, but... "LaForge?"

"Geordi? Oh, dear. I'd feel like I was cradle-robbing."

"He's not that young. And he's really quite..." Adorably eager was the first thing that came to Deanna's mind. Maybe she'd have to take that back. "Attractive."

Beverly gives her a quick grin of unbridled mischief. "Well, I never knew you felt that way. All right then. Worf?"

Deanna sputters her drink and laughs.

"Tall, dark, and handsome," Beverly prompts.

"You're horrible. And he is. Mmm. So uptight though." Deanna pauses. "May all the powers that be ensure that my mother never hears me uttering those words, or she might explode me with hypocrisy

[heavenscalyx]

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, I LOVE it. Especially the conclusion. Yes, Deanna, yes, she is, but that might pull at you for YEARS to come...