visionplace: ("keep your eyes fixed on me.")
Title: How It Feels to Feel
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes, BBC!verse
Characters: Sherlock, John
Spoilers: "The Reichenbach Fall"
Summary: What started out as me writing a letter to Sherlock turned into a second-person fic, a sort of reaction piece to the events of "The Reichenbach Fall."

Who you are and what you can do is everything you have, and now that’s gone, too. Just like you. )
visionplace: ("not in blood but in bond.")
Title: A Failed Experiment
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes, Ritchie!verse
Characters: Holmes/Watson
Spoilers: A Game of Shadows
Prompt: Several prompts appeared at the [ profile] shkinkmeme requesting a continuation of the events at the gypsy camp. Two people asked for a first time fic, and one requested Watson not remember in the morning.
Summary: "The drunken haze of gypsy moonshine accompanied by frenzied music and dancing can be a dangerous combination."

Sherlock Holmes was nothing if not protective of his dear friend and colleague. He had warned him about the drinking. And the dancing. Yet he was fully aware that the good doctor would not adhere to his advice. )
visionplace: (Default)
Hello, Dreamwidth. Pardon me while I import my past into you.
visionplace: ("i don't wanna see the ocean.")
Title: Freedom
Fandom: Lost
Characters: Sayid, Hurley
Spoilers: Through Season 4 Finale
Prompt: I began writing this for [ profile] lostfichallenge #73: freedom, but it was never posted.
Summary: Sayid steals Hurley away from the institution.

The unmarked car pulled out of the gated entrance, gravel churning against the tires like a growling beast. Sayid glanced over his shoulder at Hurley, who sat in silence in the back seat, mechanically running the belt from his robe between his fingers as he stared vacantly out of the window. )

- June 1, 2008
visionplace: ("i'm not celebrating.")
Title: Solitaire Way
Fandom: Lost
Characters: Sawyer, Juliet
Spoilers: Through Season 4 Finale
Prompt: [ profile] un_love_you - "I'm awake and you're breathing."
Summary: The world was all before them, in the form of a small, abandoned island. A paradise lost. And they themselves lost in the middle.

They were like Adam and Eve, two lost souls in the prison of paradise. )
visionplace: ("oh! beat that.")
Title: Summer Camp
Fandom: Lost
Characters: Sawyer, Hurley, Locke, Claire
Spoilers: Through Eggtown
Prompt: [ profile] lostsquee - "Only from disaster can we be resurrected. It’s only after you’ve lost everything that you’re free to do anything."; [ profile] un_love_you - "This cancels out the hurt."
Summary: Sawyer and Hurley are roomies; set immediately following the events of Eggtown.

Dude, is that a handprint on your face? )

(lost) Fin

Apr. 9th, 2008 04:59 pm
visionplace: ("i'm going back to the beach.")
Title: Fin
Fandom: Lost
Characters: Danielle Rousseau
Spoilers: Through Season 4
Prompt: [ profile] lostsquee - Photo and Character Prompt
Summary: Danielle loved the city. The way it breathed and moved like a living thing. Its rich diversities ever as abundant as the jungles in which she had spent most of her life and which had brought her to this suburban one.

Nearby, a businessman glanced nervously over his newspaper pages at the grimy man beside him who had begun muttering to demons and loved ones only he could see. Visions from his past maybe, haunting his mind like a vengeful ghost, claiming his sanity in exchange for past sins. )
visionplace: (Default)
Title: Bourbon From a Bottle of Wine
Fandom: Lost
Characters/Pairing: Sawyer/Kate.
Spoilers: Through "Eggtown."
Prompt: [ profile] un_love_you - "You remind me of me."
Summary: Gapfiller between "The Economist" and "Eggtown." If he was a smart man, he would have never walked into that room. But he had never claimed to be anything more than a boy with a ninth grade education in his back pocket, and he was drawn to her like a moth to a flame.

“What? I was a good, God-fearing, Southern boy once.” )
visionplace: ("i'll do it right this time.")
Title: ad finem fidelis
Fandom: Lost
Characters: Penny (Penny/Desmond)
Spoilers: Up to "The Constant"
Prompt: [ profile] lostsquee - “We are changed souls; we don’t look at things the same way anymore. For there was once a time when we expected the worst. But then the worst happened, did it not? And so we will never be surprised again.”
Word Count: 100 words
Summary: It should have ended happily ever after. She had found him; that should have been enough.

But there are some wounds that time can only deepen, journeys that weaken rather than give strength. )
visionplace: ("easy scottie. everything's cool.")
Title: Who We Are
Fandom: Lost
Characters: Sawyer, Desmond
Spoilers: Up to "Meet Kevin Johnson"
Prompt: "I thought if I acted like someone else, I’d feel more comfortable with myself." - [ profile] lostsquee; "I can be like you." - [ profile] un_love_you
Summary: "It’s not what you do, it’s what you are."

Most of them lay motionless in sleep, but it could easily have been the eternal stillness of Death, whose icy grip had strangled the life from countless bodies scattered across the jungle outside. )
visionplace: ("don’t make this about me.")
Title: Temporary Leader
Fandom: Lost
Characters: Sawyer
Spoilers: Season 3
Prompt: "Always wondered what this'd be like."
Word Count: 132 words
Summary: Tiny little drabble inspired by a viewing of 3x15 - Left Behind and Hurley's masterful attempt at turning Sawyer into their leader.

As I stood there with that baby in my arms, I was foolish enough to think that I could be the person they were looking for... )
visionplace: (Default)
Title: Sea of Troubles
Fandom: Lost
Characters: Sawyer, a brief appearance by Kate.
Spoilers: Through 3x20, The Man Behind the Curtain.
Prompt: "Thought I needed this." - [ profile] un_love_you
Summary: This stems from my disappointment in the writers at glossing over the consequences of Saywer's actions during The Brig. It picks up after he leaves Locke at The Black Rock.

He was supposed to feel absolved, purged of his former life. But instead, he felt damned... )
visionplace: (Default)
Title: Just This Once
Fandom: Lost
Characters/Pairings: Sawyer/Kate
Spoilers: Up to 3x17
Prompt: "Good enough." - [ profile] un_love_you
Summary: Gapfiller, picks up the day Sawyer gives Kate the mix tape.
Notes: This sat unfinished on my computer for almost a year, but Eggtown finally gave me the inspiration to just finish it already.

visionplace: ("i'm going back to the beach.")
Title: Deep Greens and Blues
Fandom: Lost
Characters/Pairings: Kate, Sawyer, Jack. Sawyer/Kate.
Prompt: Challenge #65: Free For All [ profile] lostfichallenge
Spoilers: Through Season 3 finale.
Summary: From inside the helicopter, Kate could still see him as he broke away from the group and disappeared into the jungle.

I know we been real good at playin’ make believe, but let’s not pretend we’re the ‘goodbye’ kind... )

visionplace: (nothing's going to change)
Title: Panic Prone
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Ron, Hermione, Harry
Timeline: post Deathly Hallows
Author's Note: The week after the release of Deathly Hallows, I was still on a Harry Potter high. A friend attempted to feed my Harry Potter hunger by prompting me to write about a certain moment post-Deathly Hallows. This is the result.

Their months of unbroken nuptial bliss seemed to be fizzling out like a poorly cast Patronus... )

- July 27, 2007
visionplace: (Default)
Title: The Road To Awe
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Remus, Tonks
Timeline: OotP, just after the battle at the Ministry
Summary: Remus attempts to sort through what he's lost.
Notes: This was my first attempt at Harry Potter fanfiction, a story that I began last December following a second reading of Order of the Phoenix. After that particular reading, I found myself once again caught up in the life of Sirius Black and those who loved him. The writing of this story continued off and on for a number of months until just before the release of Deathly Hallows, the events of which, rendered the whole purpose of this fiction obsolete. Nevertheless, here is the story, in all its unbeta'd glory. Please keep in mind the fact that this story was written prior to knowledge of the events of Deathly Hallows. The story takes into account the fact that Andromeda Tonks was Sirius Black's favorite cousin, but ignores the fact that Tonks and Sirius had no contact prior to his imprisonment in Azkaban. The title is taken from a line from the film The Fountain, which I had seen and loved at the time I began writing: "Death is the road to awe."

The world moved as if spellbound--in slow, fluid motions... )
visionplace: (house • "it's nothing.")
Title: Top Secret
Fandom: House
Characters: Chase, implied Chase/Cameron
Spoilers: Up to 316.
Notes: Follows "Here Comes Emptiness Crashing In".

Chase was unsure when it started to become something more than casual, when it ceased to be an arrangement between colleagues and began to feel like something else. Something more. But how little it mattered now. Now that he had let his carefully suppressed emotions get in the way.

That was not to say that it was no longer about the sex. The sex was great. As had been evident in their hasty romp during Cameron’s stint with narcotics, their sexual appetites were completely in synch. Once or twice a week had quickly turned into once or twice a day. The tiniest hint of flesh, a flash of an ankle, and Chase would be shifting anxiously in his skin. A gleam in her eye meant that it was time to find a linen closet or make for an early lunch. Skin touching skin. Tongue to mouth. Tousled hair, knees and elbows pointing toward the ceiling. But there was also that other look, the one that told him it was going to be a long day and an even longer night, and he would wonder why lately the decision usually rested on her shoulders. Granted, she had approached him first and out of nowhere. He did not and would not pretend that it had not come as a surprise and a bit of an insult when she had so bluntly requested his services. But the shock had immediately disappeared, and he had been only too happy to oblige. But it seemed like it was always her idea, always her giving him the eye while the other stayed fixed on House.

He knew he was being used, but only a fool would complain. It was becoming for him the word he dared not say, the word that would bring all of it to an end. And so he would bite his tongue and taste the blood, swallow it down with his self-respect, put up the walls that surfaced in times of poignant honesty, and get back to work.
visionplace: (house • "it's nothing.")
Title: Betrayal
Fandom: House
Characters: Chase, implied Chase/Cameron
Notes: I wrote this during the interem between seasons two and three while obsessively watching season one again and getting caught up in the Vogler episodes. This was my attempt at understanding Chase's motives towards the end of the first season.

It wasn’t easy at first. In fact, you wondered if you’d even have the courage. Betrayal is not a suit one easily fits into. It is cramped, confined, murderously uncomfortable. For a time. But then you wake up one morning and find the suit is a perfect fit, and you’re left wondering whether it has been tailored to fit you or if it is you that has conformed. You look at your actions and you know somehow the suit has changed you. Betrayal is the name of the game, and the game just got a whole lot easier. You can look them in the eye and not feel the slightest tinge of guilt. You feign surprise at the thought that someone is playing eyes and ears for the new sheriff in town. Even when he learns it is you, there is a smile on your face. You still have your job. Found a way to get him before he gets you. After all, they always do. You are the weak one. You are the one with the least to lose, and somehow that makes it feel like the most. You don’t expect them to understand. You’re supposed to be a saint. So you fake it.

- July, 2006
visionplace: (house • "it's nothing.")
Title: Here Comes Emptiness Crashing In
Fandom: House
Characters: Chase, implied Chase/Cameron
Summary: Gapfiller, picks up at the end of episode 207.
Notes: Followed by Top Secret.

The sound of the turning deadbolt reverberated off the walls of the silent apartment suite. The darkness of the entry way was all-consuming like an underground crypt, and as Chase made his way down the hallway, he felt as if he were back in the catacombs of the ancient cathedrals he would visit as a child. A flip of a switch, and the memories were gone, lost to the rich furnishings before him that never quite felt like home.

He tossed his bag carelessly onto the leather sofa and headed for the small bar that sat between the twin bay windows. He hesitated for a moment, his fingers outlining the rim of an empty glass that sat overturned as if waiting to be filled. Tie loosened, and a sweep of the hand through his hair, Chase reached for a bottle. Gin. Completely unopened and previously untouched, yet always there, as if it served as a reminder of something tragic. The tonic water was in his hand before he realized it, and as he added the gin into the shallow glass, his eyes burned at the familiar scent. When the liquor finally met his lips, his stomach lurched as if in protest. But then came the calm. The warm and numbing sensation that filled him to his very extremities. He took another drink and winced, brushing his tongue across the inside of his stinging lower lip. Maybe this was not such a fine idea.

He set the gin and tonic down and began to walk away, but then in one quick movement, returned and finished off the drink. Placing the empty glass upside-down on the counter, he turned his back on the bar and moved toward the large windows. With the curtains brushed aside, he could see the edge of the campus through the hazy pre-dawn light. As he stood with his weight against the wall, his eyes focused on the street lamp until it became just a florescent blur and his mind wandered back to the light, the heat, the contact of the night before. Even if he were the type of person to be filled with regret over each and every spontaneous decision, it would not apply to last night. It would not apply to Cameron and the result of months of anticipation. “Why are you so calm?” His eyes wandered back toward the bar. Everybody lies.

- July 14, 2006
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