nice is different than good

[marketchippie]

So, in the spirit of -entines both Gal and Val, and because I'm feeling ridiculously productive, wordwise, un meme! Super basic and open-ended:

Leave me some shippy fic prompts, and I will write you something!

Be ridiculous, be-be ridiculous. I know I'm sometimes awful at delivering with these, but if you ask for robot/cockroach otp* and/or shameless

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[atalanta_mine]

Jane ( or Cora,even)/Lord Grantham, in the linen cupboard with curtain tassels ( I would also accept with with Mrs. Hughes/Carson or Lavinia/Carlyle). Or.....East of the Sun-west of the moon, bear(prince)/ evil witch,wedding night check-list for evil princesses

[disco_vendetta]

ALWAYS AND FOREVER: Borgias Theater AU - idk trying to approximate love sonnets out of candy hearts in the dressing rooms/whatever people in the theater do for VDay besides drink

Luther/Alice - I brought you presents! Murder presents! (IT'S VALENTINE'S, OKAY? SHE'S TRYING TO BE ROMANTIC)

I don't know if you are far enough along in Caprica to indulge my Zoe/Lacey feels, but ZOE/LACEY - THE BASIC EIGHT AU

Non-AU Bogrias, Queen/Huntsman feels/AU/whatever, the hearts he brings her aren't always the ones she asks for

I AM SO BORED, SORRY I'M NOT SORRY FOR SPAMMING THIS.

[marketchippie]

YOU PUT IN THE HOURS TO KEEP ME IN SUNGLASSES

Her espresso's gone cold by the time he appears-wearing a leather jacket that looks effortfully dented, still shining beneath its purposeful scuffs. He's always indulgent whenever they're in Italy-what is that, some kind of assumed birthright? Every time, he gets a new jacket, and she's pretty sure it's company money that goes into it.

"Francesca," he says, kissing his fingers, the look on his face deceptively self-mocking behind his hand. "Bella."

His accent is appalling, even after years of training. Then again, he's not trying very hard. Even now, he looks better-equipped to play the bolshy American tourist, clumsy and unthreatening and charm like a lucky accident. The natives never have a chance.

She pushes her sunglasses up from her nose onto her head, squinting through the light, and blots away a reluctant grin with her napkin, leaving behind a lipstick print-in demure day-brown that hides coffee stains, call that dressing for the mission. If the suits are paying for her to wait

[snowfire]

This is amazing omg. I was just bemoaning the lack of good fic for this book the other day.

[marketchippie]

Ahh, you've read it? I've never needed a sequel to anything so badly-or failing that, every variety of disreputable-future fic. (Things I prompted for Yuletide and was seriously sad not to get.)

[bloodofpyke]

SOMETHING MR. FOX AND/OR DEATHLESS RELATED. OR FAIRY TALE RELATED! basically, i'm just asking you to be flawless, as you do

[vega_ofthe_lyre]

obviously you owe me MODERN AU SHAMELESSNESS but hot on the heels of today's discovery: holls!crezia/mawle!alfonso, something something settling but sexy and/or sweet