Spring cleaning
Since it's now officially summer, irony tells me that I've procrastinated enough to dump some spring cleaning here.
First off, anyone want an AO3 invite? I thought I'd sent all of mine out, but I have another. First come, first serve.
Secondly, I cleaned some monstrously dusty plot bunnies out of my WIP folder, so it's time for a little amnesty:
Evil Scientists convention (Grey's Anatomy/multiple)
This has clearly been gathering dust for years, since I stopped watching Grey's Anatomy. Possibly right around the time![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ignipes got her doctorate, judging by the blink-and-you'll-miss-it name drop. Who can spot all the crossovers?
"Guys, I think we're lost."
George looked nervously around the hotel lobby, but the three women at his side didn't even glance up from their list of panels. It's doubtful they would have responded even if he had used the correctly gendered noun.
"Look, look at this," Christina said, yanking on her end of the program, "Lisa Cuddy's leading a panel on strategies to handle difficult coworkers. Without, y'know, making them want to stab you with a scapel. Man, I'd love to work at Princeton-Plainsboro. They get the freakiest cases there."
George jumped and flailed as a small explosion went off at the far end of the lobby. The girls didn't seem to hear anything. Again.
"Yeah, but she's, like, the only MD on the panel. How's a chemist going to help me deal with a McJerk? Especially one named Kavanaugh."
"Maybe he's really qualified for some reason?"
"Yeah, I'm sure. Lots of hostile geeks wielding wrenches out there, Mer. Seriously, what kind of doctors' conference is this? Dr. Kali is lecturing as 'One of the leading researchers in the Law of Maximum Angst.'"
"Oooh." Meredith looked intrigued. Izzie rolled her eyes. George shuffled closer to their knot, away from the guy with the scar who was fondling his stethoscope a little too suggestively.
George finally lost it.
"GUYS! Did you somehow miss the 'Mad Scientists Convention' sign that's hanging right in front of you? And the green guy in the corner! I mean, yeah, the green girl's kinda hot, but she looks like she wants to kill somebody, and I'd rather not be there when it happens."
evil genius (Firefly)
written for atrollprincess commentfic, judging by the document name. I have... no idea where this was going.
"We've decided that Kaylee is an evil genius."
Mal blinked at Wash and contemplated skipping his morning coffee in order to retreat to the bridge. "She's a what now?"
Wash grinned up from his seat next to River. "Evil genius."
Coffee was essential, Mal decided.
Wendy Watson vs Professor Moriarty (Middleman/Sherlock Holmes 2009)
written by text while 'working' a PA job. (I still can't believe I was paid for that, unless it was for suffering.) Most of the proper nouns were initials in the original, but I have edited them for your convenience. Transcribed by and then stolen frominmyriadbits
K: Give me a character (or 2), a word, and a location. I need something non plotty for my brain to do
L: Watson, a lady of ill repute, and the Underground
K: Ooh
L: :)
[cut conversation about a SXSW screening]
L: Ha. Ok, then, write me some text fic, woman
K: The lady accosts Watson on his way out of the Underground, and he stops her trying to pick his pocket. Only then he gets home and finds a note asking him to get Holmes to help her. She's trapped in some diabolical white slave situation with her child held ransom
K: And Holmes has to track her down with only the note as a clue. It all ends in a thrilling raid on the brothel, with the boys chasing the leader down into the sewers where he slips and drowns bc he can't swim
L: ew, villain drowns in sewers. I like the note in Watson's pocket thing, though
K: Yeah he's a jerk
L: He had it coming
K: So, new prompt?
L: Ok. Wendy Watson meets Holmes via time travel and or cryogenics :)
K: You are my favorite
L: I do my best :)
K: Well you can't have Watson w/o Holmes. So Wendy gets zapped back to 1890 and runs into Mary who gently lets her know she's dressed scandalously
L: I can't imagine Dubdub is thrilled with that remark...
K: Her reaction to corsets: oh BLEEP no
L: LOL ILU
K: Of course Moriarty is behind it all. He was trying to get tech from the future and ended up with an angry middleman in training
L: Heh. Major whoops!
K: Yeah so much for simplicity and genius :)
L: Please tell me Moriarty uses the sheer elegance line. PLEASE. :)
K: So Mary brings Wendy to Watson. She rolls her eyes at Holmes a bunch but he believes her story and figures out it's Moriarty
K: Of course! He's the original super villain, he probably said it first
L: And best, of course. Wendy prob calls him out on the line being his fault, if I know her :)
K: And he's all... You are a girl! I ignore you! And she kicks his ass. Pain's river, baby!
L: Hee! So does MM show up, or does WW manage on her own?
K: And Holmes is all- I observe you studied with Master Ping (he was super old iirc)
L: LOL
L: Of course he pronounces it all tonally correct, too (like Ping does in the ep) :)
K: Turns out MM knew all along it was going to happen! It was in the archives bc the MM of the time helps her get home with a handy ancient relic after she defeats Moriarty. Guess who it is?
L: Who?
K: Lestrade :)
L: *dies* OMG
K: He only sucks at being a regular cop bc he's busy fighting off aliens
L: HEE
K: He'd recruit Holmes to replace him but Holmes'd spend all his time trying to figure out who gives the orders. So he's training Clarky
L: I love you so much right now.
[We decided later he's actually training Mary Morstan to be his successor because she's alliterative, and also, more awesome.]
Castiel vs pancakes (SPN)
started for![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
dotfic's prompt here and never completed. Sorry, my dear!
Castiel contemplated the scene with a feeling of despair.
Pancakes looked much easier when Dean prepared them.
He had come down for one of his visits, but had once again forgotten to account for the weekend. Dean claimed sleeping late was a requirement on those days, though Cas had never seen him engage in such a practice before living with Lisa. Perhaps it was related to the Sabbath, but Cas suspected it was just another one of Dean's inexplicable rituals, like eating his pie first and tapping a particular spot on the Impala's dashboard when he ran a red light. He didn't understand, but he trusted Dean that they were important.
Pancakes on Saturday morning were yet another ritual that Dean practiced these days, so when Castiel showed up early, he had attempted to start them on his own.
It was.... not going well.
[I think this was going to end with Ben coming downstairs and schooling Cas on how to make pancakes the correct way (with chocolate chips, natch)]
....Heh. One of these things is not like the others.
First off, anyone want an AO3 invite? I thought I'd sent all of mine out, but I have another. First come, first serve.
Secondly, I cleaned some monstrously dusty plot bunnies out of my WIP folder, so it's time for a little amnesty:
Evil Scientists convention (Grey's Anatomy/multiple)
This has clearly been gathering dust for years, since I stopped watching Grey's Anatomy. Possibly right around the time
ignipes got her doctorate, judging by the blink-and-you'll-miss-it name drop. Who can spot all the crossovers?"Guys, I think we're lost."
George looked nervously around the hotel lobby, but the three women at his side didn't even glance up from their list of panels. It's doubtful they would have responded even if he had used the correctly gendered noun.
"Look, look at this," Christina said, yanking on her end of the program, "Lisa Cuddy's leading a panel on strategies to handle difficult coworkers. Without, y'know, making them want to stab you with a scapel. Man, I'd love to work at Princeton-Plainsboro. They get the freakiest cases there."
George jumped and flailed as a small explosion went off at the far end of the lobby. The girls didn't seem to hear anything. Again.
"Yeah, but she's, like, the only MD on the panel. How's a chemist going to help me deal with a McJerk? Especially one named Kavanaugh."
"Maybe he's really qualified for some reason?"
"Yeah, I'm sure. Lots of hostile geeks wielding wrenches out there, Mer. Seriously, what kind of doctors' conference is this? Dr. Kali is lecturing as 'One of the leading researchers in the Law of Maximum Angst.'"
"Oooh." Meredith looked intrigued. Izzie rolled her eyes. George shuffled closer to their knot, away from the guy with the scar who was fondling his stethoscope a little too suggestively.
George finally lost it.
"GUYS! Did you somehow miss the 'Mad Scientists Convention' sign that's hanging right in front of you? And the green guy in the corner! I mean, yeah, the green girl's kinda hot, but she looks like she wants to kill somebody, and I'd rather not be there when it happens."
evil genius (Firefly)
written for a
trollprincess commentfic, judging by the document name. I have... no idea where this was going."We've decided that Kaylee is an evil genius."
Mal blinked at Wash and contemplated skipping his morning coffee in order to retreat to the bridge. "She's a what now?"
Wash grinned up from his seat next to River. "Evil genius."
Coffee was essential, Mal decided.
Wendy Watson vs Professor Moriarty (Middleman/Sherlock Holmes 2009)
written by text while 'working' a PA job. (I still can't believe I was paid for that, unless it was for suffering.) Most of the proper nouns were initials in the original, but I have edited them for your convenience. Transcribed by and then stolen from
inmyriadbitsK: Give me a character (or 2), a word, and a location. I need something non plotty for my brain to do
L: Watson, a lady of ill repute, and the Underground
K: Ooh
L: :)
[cut conversation about a SXSW screening]
L: Ha. Ok, then, write me some text fic, woman
K: The lady accosts Watson on his way out of the Underground, and he stops her trying to pick his pocket. Only then he gets home and finds a note asking him to get Holmes to help her. She's trapped in some diabolical white slave situation with her child held ransom
K: And Holmes has to track her down with only the note as a clue. It all ends in a thrilling raid on the brothel, with the boys chasing the leader down into the sewers where he slips and drowns bc he can't swim
L: ew, villain drowns in sewers. I like the note in Watson's pocket thing, though
K: Yeah he's a jerk
L: He had it coming
K: So, new prompt?
L: Ok. Wendy Watson meets Holmes via time travel and or cryogenics :)
K: You are my favorite
L: I do my best :)
K: Well you can't have Watson w/o Holmes. So Wendy gets zapped back to 1890 and runs into Mary who gently lets her know she's dressed scandalously
L: I can't imagine Dubdub is thrilled with that remark...
K: Her reaction to corsets: oh BLEEP no
L: LOL ILU
K: Of course Moriarty is behind it all. He was trying to get tech from the future and ended up with an angry middleman in training
L: Heh. Major whoops!
K: Yeah so much for simplicity and genius :)
L: Please tell me Moriarty uses the sheer elegance line. PLEASE. :)
K: So Mary brings Wendy to Watson. She rolls her eyes at Holmes a bunch but he believes her story and figures out it's Moriarty
K: Of course! He's the original super villain, he probably said it first
L: And best, of course. Wendy prob calls him out on the line being his fault, if I know her :)
K: And he's all... You are a girl! I ignore you! And she kicks his ass. Pain's river, baby!
L: Hee! So does MM show up, or does WW manage on her own?
K: And Holmes is all- I observe you studied with Master Ping (he was super old iirc)
L: LOL
L: Of course he pronounces it all tonally correct, too (like Ping does in the ep) :)
K: Turns out MM knew all along it was going to happen! It was in the archives bc the MM of the time helps her get home with a handy ancient relic after she defeats Moriarty. Guess who it is?
L: Who?
K: Lestrade :)
L: *dies* OMG
K: He only sucks at being a regular cop bc he's busy fighting off aliens
L: HEE
K: He'd recruit Holmes to replace him but Holmes'd spend all his time trying to figure out who gives the orders. So he's training Clarky
L: I love you so much right now.
[We decided later he's actually training Mary Morstan to be his successor because she's alliterative, and also, more awesome.]
Castiel vs pancakes (SPN)
started for
dotfic's prompt here and never completed. Sorry, my dear!Castiel contemplated the scene with a feeling of despair.
Pancakes looked much easier when Dean prepared them.
He had come down for one of his visits, but had once again forgotten to account for the weekend. Dean claimed sleeping late was a requirement on those days, though Cas had never seen him engage in such a practice before living with Lisa. Perhaps it was related to the Sabbath, but Cas suspected it was just another one of Dean's inexplicable rituals, like eating his pie first and tapping a particular spot on the Impala's dashboard when he ran a red light. He didn't understand, but he trusted Dean that they were important.
Pancakes on Saturday morning were yet another ritual that Dean practiced these days, so when Castiel showed up early, he had attempted to start them on his own.
It was.... not going well.
[I think this was going to end with Ben coming downstairs and schooling Cas on how to make pancakes the correct way (with chocolate chips, natch)]
....Heh. One of these things is not like the others.