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Reese/Finch first meeting after Zero Day

(Anonymous) 2013-05-03 06:32 pm (UTC)(link)
How will Reese deal with what he learned in Zero Day about Finch's involvement with what happened in Ordos? How will affect his feelings for Finch?

I'd prefer a happy ending, of course hot, angry sex is always welcome ;) (extra credit for first-time)

Re: Reese/Finch first meeting after Zero Day

(Anonymous) 2013-05-03 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Seconded so hard. I keep thinking of Reese saying something like, "you said you'd never lie to me." Lies of omission would hurt just as much.

Finch. Sedition & mayhem

(Anonymous) 2013-05-03 07:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Backstory for a young Finch based on the sedition & mayhem comments in 2.21 (which, holy crap, what a gift of an episode). All the bonus points for incorporating Finch's hinted at history from 2(pi)r (2.11)
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Mirror Universe AU

[personal profile] killalla 2013-05-03 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
So, post 2.21, I want the version of the world where there was no change of heart, no Road to Damascus, where Finch went for revenge rather than redemption, and IFT and Decima are in a shadow war to rule the world. Reese was recruited for his killer nature rather than his boy scout one, and serves as Finch's enforcer - Vader to his Emperor. You could map this out with more people if desired - Carter is Quinn, and she and Fusco run HR, Root is - probably still herself, just now she's openly fighting for the rights of the slaved AI's, and so on.

Bonus points for giving all the guys a Beard of Evil, particularly if Finch has a set of Victorian era muttonchops (Look, he rocks the sideburns already...)
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Re: FILL: Are you ready (for what I'm about to do to you?), Reese/Finch, explicit, 5/5

(Anonymous) 2013-05-04 07:42 am (UTC)(link)
ugh sorry, I fail at answering the correct thread. *failboat*
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Finch in Zero Day Flashbacks

[personal profile] arbonne 2013-05-04 11:28 am (UTC)(link)
What really struck me was how naive Harold appeared to be - his "we gave the machine to the government and now we're unimportant to them". This attitude really doesn't fit with the Harold Finch we know and love now in 2013. And I don't buy that the was blinded by his love for Grace, because that would be even more out of character for someone like Finch, the Man Who Knows (almost) Everything and can slip into his aliases like into a suit.

So: Explanations? And I really want Reese to find some videoclips or so that show the pre-Nathans death incarnation of Harold and his reaction to it. (I think the prefers the current, controlled, hyperparanoid version but that's just me.)

Reese & Finch (or Reese/Finch) - Expendable

(Anonymous) 2013-05-04 11:30 am (UTC)(link)
Zero Day reactions and spoilers!

"I think all you ever wanted to do was protect people"

...well, that would be a hell of a lot easier if some people would just let John protect them, now wouldn't it?

In "Contingency" Reese finds out he was supposed to continue with the Irrelevant list on his own. In "Zero Day", Finch not only gets him out of the way, but eventually gives him the Machine. Whatever else he became along the way, Reese is a soldier - one who has been given a chance to go back to protecting people, so just let him do his job already!

Tl;dr - Reese is getting fed up with/disturbed by how easily Finch removes himself from the equation.

Any degree of shippiness welcome - I'll read platonic stuff as happily as I do pure ship.

Reese/Finch - Bear's Eye View

(Anonymous) 2013-05-04 06:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Bear knew to defer to Reese because of his confidence and his ease with Bear's commands. He knew to defer to Harold because he saw how Reese deferred to and protected him.

SPOILER FOR 2x21 Root & Reese

(Anonymous) 2013-05-04 07:24 pm (UTC)(link)
In 2x21 Root said to Harold she wished she had a pet like John.
Somehow she gets to 'borrow' him (by threatening to harm Grace for example). John is unwilling but has to comply anyway, hoping he can go back to Harold soon.

Wouldn't mind dub-con/non-con Root/Reese, or Finch/Reese at the end.
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FILL: She Kisses Harder Than You (Root/Reese, Finch/Reese, Shaw) [Mature] [Rape/non-con]

[personal profile] sarcasticsra 2013-05-05 09:49 pm (UTC)(link)
“It’s just so cute,” Root says, smiling in a way that John guesses is supposed to be her version of indulgent. “Your lost puppy routine, that is. And I get it, John, I really do. Harold is an incredible man, and for someone like you, trailing after him and begging for his table scraps is honestly just the most you can hope for. It really does make perfect sense.”

John keeps his expression carefully blank. The cuffs binding him to the headboard are tight around his wrists, tight enough that any tiny movement makes them bite into his skin.

“It’s kind of pathetic, of course,” Root continues airily, walking around the room. There isn’t that much space; the apartment she has him in is small, just a sparsely-decorated one-bedroom, and John isn’t fooled by how idly she seems to be moving. He knows her, knows that every move she makes is carefully calculated. “I love that you don’t care, though. I envy that sometimes, John, that ability to be so content with what others are willing to give. You can just go on blissfully, panting after Harold, and hoping one day he turns to you and tells you to do what you’re already so desperate to do. It must be so simple. Uncomplicated.”

In a few swift steps, she’s kneeling next to him on the bed. “Tell me, John, how long have you wanted Harold to do this to you?” she asks, trailing her nails along his jaw. “How long have you been hoping he’d tie you up and tell you that you were his?”

He forces himself not to flinch away from her touch. She laughs.

“Your poker face could use a little work,” she says, grinning like they’re sharing a private joke. “Not that you’re giving away anything I don’t already know. You’re actually really obvious, it’s almost embarrassing.” She makes a face. “And it kind of makes you wonder, doesn’t it? If you’re that obvious and Harold still hasn’t responded…” She gives him an almost sympathetic look. “It must be so hard for you, being so loyal, so willing, and your master’s just…indifferent.”

John can’t stop his jaw from twitching.

“But enough about Harold,” she adds, more brightly. “He’s not here. I have you all to myself, and I promise you, John—I’m not indifferent. I may not be Harold, but maybe I can give you a taste of what it might be like.” She forces his head up, exposing his neck, and drops a biting kiss on his Adam’s apple. It sends a jolt right through him, and he can’t stop his mind from imagining what it could be like if it were Harold. “You know, to be completely…owned.” She smiles like a shark, drawing back, her hand sliding slowly down his torso, eventually resting over his cock. He’s getting hard despite himself, even trying to picture as many unarousing mental images as possible.

Her nails dig into his thigh as she strokes lightly over his erection. She leans in and bites his neck again, and it tears a groan from his throat.

“Good boy,” she says, smiling too wide. “I wonder if I can teach you any new tricks.”

---


Root is long gone by the time Shaw and Harold show up; John finds himself obscurely relieved and revolted at the same time. Every part of him is overheated, worked up, and he can feel her on his skin; it’s not exactly his best. Shaw finds the keys to the handcuffs that Root apparently left on the coffee table; his wrists are red and raw as he buttons his pants and picks up what remains of his shirt and jacket, throwing them on.

Shaw looks at him with the same mixture of disbelief and annoyance that she always looks at him with, nothing in her expression betraying pity. He would thank her if they had that kind of relationship.

Harold, on the other hand, looks as livid as he’s ever seen him, horror and rage burning bright in those usually cool blue eyes of his. “We will find her, John. She will not get away with this—”

“Is Grace okay, Harold?” he interrupts.

“Yes, of course. Ms. Shaw quickly neutralized the threat against her. Finding you is what took the longest—if you had just waited—”

“I did what needed to be done,” he says firmly, and heads out of the bedroom. He catches sight of something scrawled on a dry erase board near the door:

Thanks for letting me pet-sit, Harold. :D

John’s hand clenches into a fist as he leaves the apartment.

---


“So this is fucked up,” Shaw says, sitting down next to him at the bar. He considers asking her how she found him, but then realizes that’s a stupid question. He’s a few drinks in; he feels the delay is understandable.

“I think I’m entitled.”

“No, the drinking I get,” she says conversationally, waving the bartender over and ordering a shot of tequila. She downs the shot and makes him leave the bottle. “It’s the part where you’re pissed at Harold that I’m trying to figure out.”

“I’m not angry at Harold,” he says.

“Okay, then the part where you’re acting like you’re pissed at Harold.”

“I’m not doing that either.”

“You might want to tell Harold that,” she notes, pouring herself another shot. “Have you ever seen him that angry? And I’d been beginning to wonder if he was capable of anything other than mild surprise.”

“She threatened Grace. Of course he was angry.”

Shaw downs her shot and gives him a look. “You are not this stupid. I don’t work with people this stupid.”

“Oh, we work together now?”

“I’m not changing the subject. You’re not going to talk about it because people like us don’t talk about shit like this, but you’re at least going to get your facts straight. The second we walked inside that room and Harold saw you—well, let’s just say if Root had been there, I guarantee you he would have killed her with his bare hands.”

He doesn’t say anything for a moment, just takes that in. “Give me some of that,” he says at last, indicating the bottle of tequila.

She snorts and moves it out of his reach. “Get your own.”

---


“Mr. Reese.” Harold sounds startled, which John supposes is fair. He’s drunk enough that showing up at the Library at three in the morning had sounded like a perfectly reasonable idea. He hadn’t really expected Harold to be here. “Are you all right?”

“Just fine, Harold,” he says, and smiles.

“Ah. You’re drunk.” There’s the tiniest note of disapproval in the words, and John chuckles. That’s just so Harold.

“I’m very drunk,” he agrees, sinking down onto the couch. “It seemed like the thing to do.”

“Well, I suppose I can’t blame you there,” Harold says, and meets his eyes. “If there’s anything I can do for you, John, anything at all—”

“Harold, you’ve already done enough for me, you know that,” John interrupts. “It’s my own damn fault I want more. I should know better.”

His brows knit. “What should you know better?”

“That was the thing that got me, more than…everything else.” He shakes his head. “She wasn’t wrong, you know? Nothing she said was actually wrong.”

“What did she say?” Harold’s voice has gone sharp and brittle.

“I can’t have what I want, and that’s fine. I’m not angry with you about it, Harold, you have to believe that.”

“You might consider answering at least one of my questions, Mr. Reese.” He looks exasperated. “What is it you want?”

John snorts. “Harold, don’t play dumb. You’re too smart for that.”

“I assure you, Mr. Reese, if I had even the faintest clue as to what you were talking about, I would have already offered it to you.”

“Don’t,” John suddenly snaps. “Don’t say that.”

“Even though it’s the truth?”

“It’s not, though, and we both know it.”

“I know no such thing.”

John glares and stands. “Fine. I’ll prove it.” He drops to his knees in front of Harold, hands going to his fly, and Harold takes a startled step back.

“Mr. Reese, what on Earth are you doing?”

“Told you.”

Harold looks pained. “Please, John, you’re drunk. You’ve just suffered a trauma. You’re not thinking clearly. This is not what you want.”

“So tell me what I want,” John says, defiantly glancing up to meet his eyes.

The pain in Harold’s eyes flashes to anger and then to sadness and then to something else, he’s not sure what. “John,” he murmurs, moving closer, his hand coming up to card through John’s hair. John makes an involuntary noise that might be a cross between a sigh and a hum. “If this is really what you want, of course you can have it.”

“I thought this would be a nightmare,” John says thoughtfully. “It’s actually a pretty good dream.”

Harold heaves a sigh. “The couch, John. Sleep this off. We’ll talk again in the morning.”

---


John wakes up to Bear licking his face and one hell of a hangover. The memories leading up to the hangover don’t help, either; he throws up into the bowl that’s been placed next to the couch.

“Ah, I see you’re finally awake,” Harold says, softly enough not to exacerbate his headache.

He’s never been one of those people who somehow manage to forget everything they say or do while drunk, and the entire conversation with Harold begins replaying itself in his mind.

Harold gives him a knowing look as he sits down in front of his monitors. “I meant what I said, John.”

John calmly meets his eyes. “So did I, Harold.”

Harold nods.

Apparently they’ll go from there.
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Poisoning Finches in the Park

[personal profile] hedda62 2013-05-06 02:59 pm (UTC)(link)
So this is very very odd, though apparently not odd enough to post anonymously, and will probably only appeal to a certain demographic (at least as old as me and/or clinically nostalgic) but... okay, so I have a bird-themed playlist (Oh, Mr. Finch) which pointedly does not include Tom Lehrer's "Poisoning Pigeons in the Park," because, but actually I rather expect Harold would secretly find it funny, so...

Short version: John walks in on Harold and [someone] having a total geek-out Tom Lehrer fest. Extra points if [someone] is Root, but any canon character will do.

If you like the concept but don't know Lehrer's work, feel free to run with another Harold Is Secretly A Fan scenario. I just need something pointlessly funny right now.
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Nathan and Grace

[personal profile] orockthro 2013-05-07 01:56 pm (UTC)(link)
So canonically they don't meet (at least that we know of), but I'd love to see Nathan and Grace interact. They have so little in common other than Harold...
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Finch/Reese, accidental kink discovery

[personal profile] sarcasticsra 2013-05-08 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
So I kinda want the fic where Finch and Reese have gotten together and something happens, maybe Harold unintentionally calls him Mr. Reese/takes charge or maybe John's wearing a tie for some undercover reason and there's some tie!kink involved or just something along those lines and the result is John basically wryly being like, "...so I guess I have that kink." And then they have a lot of fun exploring his subby streak.

Basically I just want the story where John's not previously aware of this kink of his and they (accidentally) discover it together.
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AU Role Reversal . GEN

[personal profile] verovare 2013-05-08 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Mr. Reese is the mysterious Millionaire with a limp and a lot of resources and information. Indeed HE knows everything about Harold, who has been evading the government since his friend's death, living on the run and learning how to survive on the streets.

root/shaw

(Anonymous) 2013-05-10 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
i have no clue if i'm the only one but i'm feeling some rly hot tension between shaw and root
i'm open to anything, even gen, but no non-con or dub-con

Re: root/shaw

(Anonymous) 2013-05-11 05:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Seconded hard !

Re: root/shaw

(Anonymous) - 2013-05-14 18:28 (UTC) - Expand

Finch/Ingram, never quite requited at the same time

(Anonymous) 2013-05-10 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
Finch fell hard for Ingram when they first met, but Ingram let him down easy. Then when Finch fell in love with Grace, Ingram realized he had feelings for Finch (which is where a lot of his hostility--"have you even told her your real name?"--came from).

Or really, just the backstory of two people who deeply care about each other who also unintentionally keep breaking each other's hearts.
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Re: Finch/Ingram, never quite requited at the same time

[personal profile] orockthro 2013-05-10 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
*sobs forever*
+1

Re: Finch/Ingram, never quite requited at the same time

(Anonymous) - 2013-05-11 23:17 (UTC) - Expand

Reese/Finch, trackers

(Anonymous) 2013-05-10 12:16 pm (UTC)(link)
The one where Harold willingly lets John implant a subdermal tracker in him so he never has to lose him again (because this is how these crazies say I<3u).

Mini-fill: Trackers (Reese/Finch, not explicit, no warnings)

(Anonymous) 2013-05-11 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
John was just starting to wonder where Finch was that morning when he finally showed up, lugging a clamshell suitcase that weighed at least thirty pounds. John hefted it onto the desk for him and opened it. He stared down at the injector gun and the small round trackers, thin and silvery.

"While I suppose there's still the potential for removal, and a more painful one at that," Harold said, "chances of discovery and accidental damage are considerably lower. Although I'm afraid the arm placement in the Bond films is a piece of fiction: the buttocks are the recommended location, and the healing period will be both more awkward and extended."

"There are two," John said, still staring at the trackers.

"Well, Mr. Reese, turnabout is fair play," Harold said. "There have been occasions on which I've badly wanted a backup method to locate you."

"Wouldn't that be a -- backup backup method?" John said, absently. He was busy trying to identify what he was feeling. "Or maybe three backups -- "

"The point remains," Harold said.

John finally worked it out. "Harold," he said, "I love you too." Harold gawked at him, shocked, then went pink and stammering; John interrupted before Harold could flail himself into trouble. "Also, I'm really turned on right now."

Harold paused. "Oh." After a moment, "Oh."

"Awkward healing period, you said?" John said.

"I'm afraid so," Harold said.

"Why don't we inject them tomorrow," John said. "Until then, we'll just -- stick together."

Re: Reese/Finch, trackers

[personal profile] astolat - 2013-05-11 00:19 (UTC) - Expand

Missing scene post 2.22

(Anonymous) 2013-05-10 12:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Post god mode there is some missing time to be filled in after Nathan's death but before Reese.
How does Harold cope w his injuries and become the nerd king?

Reese/ Finch: bugged

(Anonymous) 2013-05-10 03:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Reese put a bug on Finch so he would always find him.
Finch put a device on Reese that would keep track of his vitals so he wouldn't be able to lie and say 'he's fine'.

But emotions affect someone's vitals as well, so Finch gets strange data off the device when Reese is in his loft, or when the two of them are close. He investigates.

Got the idea from here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N5BONJcookQ&t=5m11s
It's the beginning of the last Star Trek movie (not Into Darkness) so don't watch if you would get spoiled.

Finch talks about Nathan

(Anonymous) 2013-05-10 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
I'd just about give my right arm to read a fic where Finch talks to Reese about Nathan. Could be post-ep, could be about Jessica as well.

Re: Finch talks about Nathan

(Anonymous) 2013-05-11 11:15 pm (UTC)(link)
YES!

Reese/Finch - gift

(Anonymous) 2013-05-11 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Harold gives such thoughtful presents on the show... What would be the perfect present for John?

Reese/Finch - Coming to an understanding, post-2x22

(Anonymous) 2013-05-11 11:15 pm (UTC)(link)
John won't demand that Finch never leave him behind again -- he knows that's not going to work -- but maybe he can ask.

Finch/Reese/Root/Shaw sedoretu AU

(Anonymous) 2013-05-12 02:07 pm (UTC)(link)
The Morning woman (Shaw) and the Evening man (Reese) (the "Morning marriage")
The Evening woman (Root) and the Morning man (Finch) (the "Evening marriage")
The Morning woman (Shaw) and the Evening woman (Root) (the "Day marriage")
The Morning man (Finch) and the Evening man (Reese) (the "Night marriage")

(Anonymous) 2013-05-12 02:16 pm (UTC)(link)

What Reese craves in bed is to "top from the bottom" but his family and military background makes him a bit ashamed of his needs so he doesn't want to talk about it and has only indulged with people he's loved and trusted (he liked Jessica to peg him). He loves and trusts Finch but he's not capable of articulating that either.

Finch is laid back in bed but doesn't like to physically bottom. He tried it several times in his youth but didn't enjoy it and never came from it.

They should be a good match only Reese keeps coming on to Finch in an aggressive way that makes Finch assume that Reese would want him to bottom all the time, and as neither one is talking about their emotional feelings either Finch thinks this is just about sex on Reese's part so as much as he loves Reese, it's not happening.

tltr : Pining and angst caused by lack of communication about wants, needs and feelings. Happy resolution strongly preferred.

Reese/Finch: Finch hurts John's feelings

(Anonymous) 2013-05-12 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Finch does/says something that hurts John's feelings but doesn't even notice that John is hurt. John becomes distant (no more bantering with Finch, no pastries or tea...) but won't talk about it. How can Finch find out what's going on with Reese?

Can be slash or friendship.

Reese/Finch -- Reese does something to hurt Finch's feelings

(Anonymous) 2013-05-12 11:31 pm (UTC)(link)

With thanks to the commenter about -- love the prompt -- I would really love to see the reverse of it as well.

Reese does/says something that hurts Finch's feelings but doesn't even notice that Finch is hurt. Finch becomes distant (no more bantering with Reese...) but won't talk about it. How can Reese find out what's going on with Finch?

I'd really prefer slash though, tbh. :D

Sam Shaw - new tech support

(Anonymous) 2013-05-13 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
The Machine(or Finch) offers Shaw the dubious choice of either Leon or Root as her new tech support?

Re: Sam Shaw - new tech support

(Anonymous) 2013-05-14 06:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Shaw/Root is my favourite thing and they would be so snarky !