I was collecting prompts several months and someone--I can't remember who-- wanted "Sulu, Pike trapped in a shuttle." I was also prompted, perhaps by a different person, for "Pike has wings. Sulu gets tentacles."

et voila.

(no promises about quality)

( PG, 481 words, Pike + Sulu + McCoy )

Chaos wanted "Bones the Happy Panda Goes to School"
The panda thing is a reference to this freewrite, which is totally silly, not that you'd know it from the premise. :x

( McCoy POV, 416 words, R for cussin', McCoy family )

This first one I literally typed into the IM window without warning. possibly_thrice didn't complain so I guess it doesn't suck too much. :P

( Jim+McCoy, 184 words, PG for language )

It's 0300 in San Francisco. Bones just got off-shift at the clinic and Jim is in his jammies ( Read more... )

I was ordered to post these by a person I will not name, who also provided the prompts.

( Jim and a jar of pickles )

So I have committed comment-fic several times in the past few weeks, and completely by coincidence all on possibly_thrice's urging. She's committed comment-fic, too, and not posted all of it, so go bug her about that.

In the meantime, here's some stuff. Well I mean not stuff, stuff. It's just words. : (

( Jim finding out that Pike and Chekov are father and son. It doesn't have to be true, but Jim has to believe it to be true with all his poor abused heart. )

I was told by possibly_thrice that I should "FOLLOW MY EXAMPLE, WHICH IS TO INANELY POST EVERYTHING THE INSTANT I WRITE MORE THAN LIKE FIVE HUNDRED WORDS OF IT NO MATTER WHAT. 8D ( Read more... )

As it turns out, I have a freewrites.doc file in Torchwood fic folder that I forgot about. Don't get too excited; everything else has been posted under the freewrite tag and some even got revised into proper fic. This is the only ficlet in that file that has not previously seen the light of The Internet: I totally posted it 15 months ago. :/ Soz ( Read more... )

Guys, I'm sorry I suck so much, I just got smacked around by school for a couple of weeks. It was nothing too difficult, I just had a test or assignment due every class period. BLEGH. I forgot how to string words together for a while but I'm getting better. Want proof?

Here! Have 230 words of crack!

( wherein the crew of the Enterprise discover a Sad Panda )

http://community.livejournal.com/st_xi_kink/1886.html?thread=2617694#t2617694

CHAOS IS THIS YOU. I FIND THE WORDING OF THAT PROMPT SUSPICIOUSLY FAMILIAR.

ETA: AND NOW CHAOS HAS GONE AND DONE MORE DAMAGE.

( 1,853 words, R for language, and I have given up on making sense. )