Fluff, Relationships, and Traditions
This entry is part 52 of 52 in the series 365 Challenge
So characters have habits, ways they interact with certain people and situations, things they do and like to do, stories and histories together. I've known a lot of my characters' for a long time but getting them all into fic is interesting, particularly for the ones I don't know that for.
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Okay... So... I know I had a bunch of these...
1. Meld - "I remember that time you told me you said,
'Love is touching souls.'
Surely you touched mine
'Cause part of you pours out of me
In these lines from time to time
Oh, you're in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and so sweet" ~ "A Case of You," Joni Mitchell
(Yes, I gave those lyrics before, but after reading about Meld, they seemed to fit him and I wanted to see a piece with him inspired by them.)
2. The running fingers through hair thing. For as many pairs as you feel like doing.
3. Prank war among specials.
4. Kisses as a distraction.
There were a bunch more, but I think I lost track of them. *sigh*
Ooh, found another: the "tastes better on you" one.
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"Worst babysitter ever."
And I keep thinking about what you said about Justus and Shift. One part of me says, "maybe it's a smell." The other part of me came up with this:
"Shift wondered if Justus wasn't as ordinary as they'd originally thought, if perhaps he'd been selected because he had a talent waiting underneath everything, and they might not have been able to bring it out without traditional processing, but that didn't mean it wasn't there. He knew her. He always knew her."
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Justus materialized next to the dark-skinned male security guard, dressed in identical uniform. “Done the back sweep,” he commented dryly ( ... )
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Now I want to see a case-type fic where Justus is undercover and senses a threat no one else sees.
I am such a sucker for people being good at what they do. I like watching them be... awesome. And he would be, I just know it.
*face palm*
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Since he heads up Riving's version of the Special Unit, I'd say you're right. :grins: Let me work my head around the way those do and don't interact, then I'll get you some fic.
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So... Joe vs. Volcano quotes:
1. "I know he can get the job, but can he do the job?"
2. "I'm not arguing that with you."
3."What kind of clothes do you got now?"
"Well, I got the kind of clothes I'm wearing."
"So you got no clothes."
4. "You're in a rotten mood."
"It's the sunshine. Gets me down."
5."Nobody knows anything. We'll take this leap, and we'll see. We'll jump, and we'll see. That's life, right?"
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I need to get myself writing again, too. :/
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Shift came home late, only one small lamp gleaming in the living room to welcome her. Or it should have been only that lamp. Soft footfalls sounded in the carpeted hall, and she was met by a slender, serious-faced seven-year-old girl reaching up for a warm hug.
"You're supposed to be in bed," Shift admonished affectionately but kissed the the top of her daughter's head and picked up the sleepy child to return her safely to her room.
"I missed you, Mama," Lise murmured, already almost asleep.
Shift tucked her in and kissed her, smoothing over the soft brown hair and whispered back, "I love you, little one. You're my heart."
Kilter leaned in the doorway to Elisabeth's room. He had felt the change in the air when Shift arrived home. Even weary, Shift brought a tension with her: ( ... )
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I was about to start in on a non-fluffy version of one of the prompts, and I figured after that, I'd shift to an off the wall one that is probably not going to be as funny as it first seems.
*shrugs*
It's writing, though. Staying writing is important.
I remember asking why Storm put Red in charge, I am now strangely curious about his past before the Department, and there was the stuff with Ricki and Burnfire... plus case stuff with Justus.
I think there might be more. I will have to think about it and see if I have any more questions to ask for meat and potatoes type stuff.
And there was Ilsa walking the city, though I haven't figured out that one yet. Too nebulous. Sounds weird, but yeah, it is still. I have to find a concrete angle into her ( ... )
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Rett woke coughing blood. His muscles ached and his skin burned, but he lay still and felt. There was no blood on his back. He listened carefully and heard nothing. Cautiously, he opened his eyes and glanced around.
He was in an empty, grey-walled room on a thinly carpeted floor-no windows, door in the corner. He forced his body to uncurl and forced himself to ignore the pain screaming through him as he did. He stood, trembling but able. He had practice.
Rett was almost seven years old, but in his short life, he had already learned how to stay under the radar, how to not, and how to hide his weaknesses. He stepped up to the door and listened until he was sure no one was waiting on the other side. He tried the handle. It was unlocked.
The little boy stripped off his bloody shirt and put it in a heap of ruined clothes he would need to replace later. He had school, and neither of the children were willing to wind up in protective services ( ... )
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Even here, though, he shows the leader he becomes and that strength he always had, and his protective nature.
Still... Hugs for him. Lots of them.
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That self-sacrificing streak by the way? That's what makes a third. They're the ones who take the heat for the rest of the team.
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How Meld got his one exception... in detail, in fic.
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Watcher made her way through her ranks frequently. There was training to do, punishments to mediate, rules to enforce... Leaders played nice with them far more than the other children. Watcher was beginning to realize that she played nice far more than the other leaders ( ... )
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