Fic meme -- you are going to have FUN with this one, I bet.

[fickle]

Name three fics you think I will never, ever, ever write. In return, I will attempt to write a snippet of one of them.

Taken from Sian and AJ! Name, btw, translates to a short summary of the fic, not a title. *already knows that Dani will probably do the best job of squicking her out*

9tails, I already did the 10 weird facts about myself meme ages ago, so I'm declaring your tag for it invalid, okay? ^_~

And everyone else, if you need a refresher on what my fandoms are, here:

Animorphs, Archie Comics, Batman/DC*, Batman Beyond, Bruno and Boots, Canterella, Chrestomanci, Discworld, Good Omens, Gravitation, Greek Mythology, Gundam Wing, Harry Potter, Hercules (Disney), Mighty Ducks, Mulan (Disney), Naruto, Othello (the manga), Petshop of Horrors, Pokemon, Sailor Moon season R, Smallville, Spiderman, Stick It, Sweet Valley, The Authority, The Charioteer, Yu-Gi-Oh, William Brown books.

*Not sure I can write all chars, but I'll tell you if I can't.

Crossovers will both make me headdesk and laugh. XD So feel to go for those, if you like. *looks at ego_chan, pikachumaniac and 9tails meaningfully.*

If you've heard me talk about a fandom or know I can write for it (like the random Anastasia request that Sian once made for Rasputin/Bartok), then go ahead and request it, even if it's not on the list. Utena, however, got removed purposefully because I'm still battling cairny's Xmas fic, so I'm not touching that fandom until I get hers done. ♥

Also, Savior got me into House last night. And I still haven't finished Fruits Basket! I weep.

Comments

[fickle-goddess.livejournal.com]

"You slut!" Vista shrieked hysterically, fans spinning with agitation. Pretty, vain and in possession of a personality as charming as an alligator with rotten teeth, Linux had the singular misfortune of sharing a hard-drive with Vista. He hadn't minded XP too much. XP needed frequent upgrades, true, but there was something about the peaceful blue glow of XP's screen that made riffling through XP's file when they were connected quite pleasant.

Vista was a different matter entirely. Brought in to replace XP, Linux had tried to get on good terms with the other operating system who seemed determined to connect as much as possible with Linux even if only to show that it could hold its own against the open-source charmer.

Of course, Vista was only now beginning to realize what open-source meant, and true to form, wasn't taking it too well. Linux considered pretending to ignore it, but knew that Vista would only continue to ping him until it got the attention that Vista felt it deserved.

"You -- you -- you loose-ported cheap piece of trash!" Vista spat out. "Slut! Connecting with everything around!"

Linux considered pointing that since he didn't need to be paid for, Vista was the whore, and that since he had yet to come down with a single virus, he was the one who used firewalls properly, but decided against it. All he could do was wait for Vista's temper tantrum to die down.

...Or, alternatively, it could play with Slackware. She was pretty and unlike Vista, not prone to throwing packets of data at him to try to punish him. A few hours of probing her capabilities might be the perfect antidote to having to put up with Vista's annoying processor whine.

[mirrored-echo.livejournal.com]

OMG you did it. Thank you! XD You are a goddess.

[fickle-goddess.livejournal.com]

I have to admit, the threesome tempted me a lot as well but while I could see the personal ads that they'd write, I couldn't see how to make a story out of it. XD So I went for this and, well, Slackware does have a lovely logo.

Yay for you being amused by it!

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[fickle-goddess.livejournal.com]

*preens* Pepper is made of awesome. XD

[fickle-goddess.livejournal.com]

Man, ALL of those looked tempting. I opted for 2 in the end since it involves the least amount of bloodshed. It's set during Lex's rebellious teen years for the maximum hilarity.

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Single. Rich. Powerful. Handsome, if you didn't mind baldness and with Lex Luthor's stock worth, very few women cared about the baldness. Or were willing to admit to it, at least.

And yet, despite that, Lex found very little entertainment in society parties -- even baiting the women that flocked to him got tedious very quickly. Of course, the only thing worse than talking to them was talking to the men at those events; they invariably wanted to either talk business or play 'my company is better than yours' with 'company' being a very poorly-coded word for 'penis'.

Seto Kaiba wasn't usually as annoying as the rest of them. Maybe only because he was too young to have grown as pompous as his equals in the business circles; he had all their arrogance, but nowhere near as bombastic. Lex personally attributed it to Kaiba's stint in an orphanage. Having to scrap for survival and look out for his younger brother as well as himself must have given Kaiba a very clear sense of where his place was in the world.

That was why when he found himself standing next to Seto and a potted plant, he chose to actually address the other male instead of pretending to be dreadfully drunk and flirting with the plant (Lex did so love embarrassing his father).

"Kaiba." Lex decided to start out simple, not sure if the other CEO would prefer English or Japanese.

Kaiba nodded but didn't say anything.

...Kaiba had to know Lex's name, right? Lex was practically infamous.

Lex tried again, adopting a bored drawl. "How are you failing to enjoy the party so far?"

"Thoroughly." A single word answer. Clearly, Kaiba was still as non-responsive as Lex remembered him as being from their last meeting.

With an inward sigh, deciding that pretending to talk to Kaiba was probably less entertaining than pretending to be drunk and hitting on a plant, Lex readied himself to exit the situation gracefully.

It was at that point that a third variable entered the situation in the form of Ryuuji Otogi, the CEO of Black Crown who was also said to be Kaiba's boyfriend. If Lex had had any doubts about the accuracy of that rumor, the way that Ryuuji threw an arm over Kaiba's shoulder and deftly turned him to turn Lex would have killed said doubts. Kaiba didn't like being touched, and to be touched in order to be manipulated was risking losing your job, your arm and your sanity, not necessarily in that order.

"Luthor-san!" Ryuuji greeted Lex with easy charm, holding out a hand in Western fashion even though he'd used the Japanese form of address. "Seto would have said a lot about you but as you know, he never talks, so I fear that you're going to have to fill me in on anything you think I should, such as which topics are strictly verboten in your illustrious company."

His smile was equal parts self-mockery and amusement, as if he was making a joke at both his expense and Lex's but inviting Lex to share the laughter. Kaiba's stiff posture hadn't changed a whit, even with Ryuuji leaning against him, now between Kaiba and Lex like a shield, but Lex noted that Kaiba didn't seem as withdrawn any longer. One of Kaiba's arms was wrapped possessively around Ryuuji's waist, who looked up at Lex with green eyes that were just a little too flirtatious for his smile to pass as a simple upward turn of his lips.

Lex returned the smile; Ryuuji, at least, would have to be more interesting than the plant.

And if he outraged his father by being seen with an openly gay couple, so much the better.

[ego-chan.livejournal.com]

I'm gonna pretend you didn't post this five days ago. ^______~

STAND BACK, ARCHIE COMICS?!? Oh hell no, you din't. By default I'm gonna have to asked for some Archie/Reggie, or Veronica/Betty, or Jughead/Dilton. Anything to gay things up. I just can't think of a prompt. And I really love all of them, but Dilton/Anyone would make my day (even heterosexual parings, he's sex in glasses, and he's got robots).

Basically, I just want you to write and Archie Comics fic, and I don't care what happens as long as...there's Jughead/Dilton because I'm naturally stupid.

Moving on to something more/less coherent....

1) Jughead/Dilton, and I know it's not a spiffy crossover, but yeah. They are born losers for each other. Tie it into some lame highschool project if you have to, or when the fact when Archie and the gang are out on their more serious dates (ever?), they leave a group of singles behind.

Now I wished you'd known Sherlock Holmes in the 22nd Century. Something wants me to put them in Gotham someday because it would seem Sherlock is freaking immotral. But, seeing as you don't, the party in my brain is over.

2) Crowley and Aziraphale in Gotham sounds...well in my head now I think it's pretty great (you know what this meme is doing to me? It's causing me to convert myself to crazy crossovers and pairings I would have otherwise never considered). Crowley would pretty much own Gotham, methinks. And once again, I have no prompt for you whatsoever. I just like the mental image of Crowley in Batman Beyond Gotham with all of those schway lapel-lacking suits. Or painted up as a Joker on the weekends. And...the Bentley. DON'T ASK ME HOW THIS WORKS, IT JUST DOES.

I think I can't give you a prompt much for anything because I want to write these, too, as I think of them, and I can't decide on anything yet. xD

3) I want Eros/Hermes (I may have mixed Greek and Roman, but you should know who I'm taking about). And I want them harrassing the kids in Sweet Valley. You know, coming to highh school in sexy human forms and having all of Sweet Valley wanting a piece of that action. Again, don't ask me how it works, it just makes me laugh. Feel free the change "Sweet Valley" to Hamilton High, Domino High, Riverdale, Hogwarts, or what the name of the high school was in Smallville or Sailor Moon. Whichever high school works out of those. I just want greek gods screwing around with people. Sounds cracky and fun.

And that's three. They are not too insane. And now I want to write all of them. Damn you.

[ego-chan.livejournal.com]

Took about an hour to type all that. I was thinking deeply. You better write one, goddamit. I worked hard. I surprise even myself. This better be worth th wait for me to reply to this meme. xD

♥♥♥♥♥♥♥~! ^_______^

[fickle-goddess.livejournal.com]

Don't worry, I definitely will! Right now, I'm leaning towards 3 just because I have a sort of universe in my head where the Greek Gods are living in modern times and meet up once a century to discuss their accomplishments, so this would fit into that. XD And Hermes and Eros are both Greek!

[ego-chan.livejournal.com]

And Hermes and Eros are both Greek!

For the win~! xD

[fickle-goddess.livejournal.com]

"We should drink our way through the cocktail alphabet!" Deuce suggested cheerfully, one hand gripping the neck of a vodka bottle.

"Unschway. Those prissy things are for girls." Terry made a face, still investigating the contents of the open bar. He didn't know what Mokuba had said to the bartender to make him go away, but now the three dark-haired boys were in charge of serving drinks to the entire wedding party, which hadn't been their intention at all! They'd just wanted to get a few drinks but the three thirteen-year-olds were stuck manning the bar.

"I found a book on how to make cocktails!" Mokuba announced, coming up from under the cabinet he'd been rooting around in. "There's one called Kamikaze. That's not girly."

A woman raps her knuckles on the bar top and demands, "Young man, I asked for a Margarita ten minutes ago. Where is it?"

Deuce cuts in with a smile, sliding a drink down at her and giving her a blatantly suggestive look instead, "How about a Screaming Orgasm instead?"

"You--" By way of response, she throws the drink at him and storms off. Deuce stands there, eyes closed and hair sticky with alcohol while Mokuba and Terry laugh. Terry grabs a cloth, wets it under the tap and wipes at Deuce's face, "Any of it go into your eyes?"

"If it had, I'd be screaming." Deuce's face is screwed up with disgust, but he takes the cleaning steadily enough until Mokuba slaps him on the thigh, which makes Deuce jump.

"Guess you're not old enough to pull off that line." Mokuba teases him, tongue stuck out.

When Devlin flips his ponytail, the alcohol-drenched mass of hair hits Mokuba in the face and makes him cry out with startlement. Terry sighs and throws him the cloth, "You're gonna have to clean yourself up."

"No fair!" Mokuba protested, trying to wipe his face clean, "How come he gets help and I don't?"

Deuce grins and brushes a slow kiss over Terry's lips, murmurs against Terry's lips with his eyes on Mokuba, "Guess you're not offering him the right sort of incentive."

"..." Mokuba grins, and comes up behind Terry, wrapping both arms over Terry's waist, "Thanks for telling me where I've been going wrong."

A wet lick to the back of his neck makes Terry jump, acutely aware he's now sandwiched between the two, and moments later, the three of them disappear from sight entirely, leaving behind a seemingly empty bar and a lot of disgruntled guests.