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Re: FILL: Half Past the Point of No Return (Finch/Reese) [General] [No meme warnings apply]

(Anonymous) 2013-11-23 07:03 pm (UTC)(link)
This was positively adorable and very IC. :) I liked how you edited it, as well.
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Re: FILL: Half Past the Point of No Return (Finch/Reese) [General] [No meme warnings apply]

[personal profile] sarcasticsra 2013-11-23 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Thank you very much!

Root/Machine (Personification, Human/AI action)

(Anonymous) 2013-11-24 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
The Machine takes on a human form (male or female, author's choice), and Root is instantly attracted to it.

It can be a crack fic if you want!

Finch/Root

(Anonymous) 2013-11-25 11:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Inspired by this gifset: http://redfar.tumblr.com/post/67575050780

I love the tangle of emotions, Harold's fear and fascination in different shades, inscrutability and control mixed with uncertainty, maybe even jealousy, the Machine always in the mix between them, and Root, constantly baiting him, with hidden anger, but also with twisted appreciation and desire. Some sexual expression and explosion of the tension between them in those scenes would be awesome.

Asexual John (John/Harold)

(Anonymous) 2013-11-26 12:33 pm (UTC)(link)
John is asexual.

Inspired by Zoe asking him if it would kill him to kiss a girl, their poker games and how flustered he was when he walked into the Hair Salon. He also lied to Shaw when she asked if he and Zoe blow off their steam together, since he is really not whole with himself about his sexuality.
The flashback with Jessica? Was just after he told her and she accepted him as he is, and he was genuinely happy she is okay with it after all the rejections he suffered in the past from people he cared about.

SO - John is interested in Harold, but not sure what to do.
Happy ending, please!

Magical Bonus Points - There is a number with a Trans* person involved.

Thank you <3

John/Harold, diner owners?

(Anonymous) 2013-11-29 01:22 pm (UTC)(link)
idk i had this dream about them owning a diner. reese was the charming but mostly quiet waiter and harold was the adorkable man who managed the diner. joss and fusco were regular clients, root owned a rival diner (I DONT KNOW), and shaw owns bear.

i forgot the rest but i'd like this to happen

Finch, Reese, protective!Finch, h/c, a cult targets Reese

(Anonymous) 2013-11-30 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Carter's been investigating the cult, and they've already threatened her son, but when they see her meet Reese they think an interim message delivered through a friend is just as good.

Up to nonny if John isn't in the least bit bothered by them, and their attempts to scare him, but Harold is because he's aware of the terrible things they've done and he knows there's a lot of them - or if they actually take John resulting in an epic rescue and lots of comfort from Harold.


Re: Root, Reese, protective!Root?

(Anonymous) 2013-12-02 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
It's canon now!

Non-Con, Evil/Sadistic Root, Finch/Root, hurt/comfort

(Anonymous) 2013-12-02 05:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Because we all know Root is obsessed with the creator of her god, but what if she takes this obsession to the next level? Maybe she drugs him, or incapacitates him in some way, but just non-con Root/Finch with Reese saving him at the end and providing loads of hurt comfort. Can be Reese/Finch if you want.

Reese, Wesley, vengeance, h/c, protective!Finch

(Anonymous) 2013-12-05 11:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Post a number, Finch is to meet Reese at a bar before they head back to the library.

Wesley decides it's time for that drink, which turns out to be drugged.

Fortunately, Finch gets them in time to extricate Reese before Wesley can do anything (I'm itching to see Finch facing Wesley down, in the bar, all protective and furious).

Then Finch gets him back to the library for some comfort and looking after.

Reese, Finch, Fusco, Reese can't whistle, teased!Reese

(Anonymous) 2013-12-08 09:46 pm (UTC)(link)
I could be wrong but so far whenever Reese has to whistle (for a cab for Leon, to call Bear to him after kicking some Aryan backsides), we only ever hear him do it, never actually see him, which started me wondering if Jim can't actually whistle.

So...Finch and / or Fusco find out Reese actually can't whistle. Finch is slightly surprised. Fusco thinks it's hilarious that this is something that Wonder Boy can't actually do. Maybe he buys Reese a whistle.

Re: FILL: Touch, Reese/Finch, Teen, 7/7

[personal profile] huggle 2013-12-08 11:13 pm (UTC)(link)
What a treat of a fic! I love that Finch was watching Reese before he ever approached him to make sure he was around, capable and safe. And he keeps watching him...guess it's a hard habit to break. Not that I can blame him :).

Re: FILL: John buys cupcakes

[personal profile] huggle 2013-12-08 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
I love this. And I love it because it's nice, and a lovely snapshot of what I suppose is their 'normal' life, domestic bliss in the batcave.

Re: FILL: the mightiest and fairest (Finch/Reese) [general, no warnings]

[personal profile] huggle 2013-12-09 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
Now I want to read more about The adventures of Reese and Finch the elf. Adorable!

Reese, Finch, Reese stops breathing, h/c

(Anonymous) 2013-12-09 07:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Reese is hurt - maybe poisoned, or sick, or someone did something to arrest his breathing. Suddenly Finch is in the position of finding a way despite his physical problems of doing rescue breathing for Reese. It's agony but he keeps going until Reese can breath again on his own or help arrives.

Reese goes rogue

(Anonymous) 2013-12-10 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
Perhaps in a fit of noble self-sacrifice, or perhaps he's truly gone 'bad' - up to you. Now Finch and the team have to track him down...and Reese being Reese, this is very difficult.

RPS, catholicism kink

(Anonymous) 2013-12-16 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Can I have some nice (/ nicely whumpy) fic/art that explores Caviezel's catholicism and how it relates to kink?
How about sub-drop and aftercare during the filming of Passion? I suspect Mel Gibson is a bad dom, oh no /o\

John/Harold, John/Joss, or OT3, artist!Harold who offers to draw/paint Joss and John

(Anonymous) 2013-12-20 03:30 pm (UTC)(link)
This has been stuck on my mind for a while. Michael Emerson is an illustrator and did some work for newspapers way back, and I like to think of his artist persona seeping into Finch's creator mind. Finch is an artist with code, but I'd like to see a fic where he is an actual artist, and he and Grace went on sketch crawls. Or you know, just artist!Finch in general. As an artist, I'd be elated to see a fic about this. I could even make fanart or something.

They have some time off because the Machine's not spitting out any numbers, bless her little servers, and Harold unearths a set of watercolours from somewhere in the library. John asks him about it, Harold reminisces and offers to paint him, and sure.

(If he painted Shaw, Bear, and Fusco, I'll give you my heart in exchange.)

Re: Fill: Breath, Reese&Finch [Reese/Finch if you squint], Teen

(Anonymous) 2013-12-23 06:22 am (UTC)(link)
It's a bit short, but I hope that you like it!

Harold hadn’t heard from John in hours. He nervously drummed his fingers on the desk, waiting for something, anything.

He bit his lip and wondered if he should call John.

No,” he thought firmly, resolutely.

Everything is okay. John is okay. He’ll call any minute now….”

Harold thought back to that meditation seminar.

Breathe in slowly, through the nose, and exhale through the mouth…

His breaths were shallow, uneven, despairingly tremulous.

Harold couldn’t endure it any longer. His fingers flew to the call button,
and he entered the shortcut for John’s number.

“Mr. Reese, are you there?” he asked urgently, trying to iron the quaver out of his voice.

When a moment passed, Harold felt his heart jump into his chest.

“John?”

His voice was higher, nakedly frantic, but he didn’t care.

He heard a soft, muffled noise on the other end of the line.

“F….Finch?”

“Yes, John?”

Harold’s hands were shaking now.

“I…I’m at her apartment, Finch. She’s okay. They got me good, though.”

There was a weak laugh and then a horrid, gasping cough.

“John, don’t move. I’ll be right there,” Harold said, and his words were clipped, precise.

He traced the GPS signal to Canal Street and raced out to his car. A jolt of pain shot up his spine, but he ignored it, willing his body to move and comply with the urgency in his mind.

“Please hang on, John,” Harold murmured.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out his car keys, muttering prayers and hoping against hope that John was alive, please God.

The trip took a little over eight minutes, but it felt like the longest moment of Harold’s life, longer than the stretch of time between MIT and the Machine, or Iowa and New York.

He shook his head and collected his racing thoughts, forcing himself to think about the reality and gravity of it all, of John lying face down in an apartment, breathing his last…

It was almost too much to bear, but Harold gritted his teeth and parked on the side of the road.

He jumped out and felt that same searing pain pour down his spine like hot wax, and he grimaced.

Harold’s hand few to his neck, but he stayed in motion, hobbling past the janitor, up the stairs, running toward something, anything, just as long as John was there…

When he reached room 5C, Harold was winded and weak, but his concern overtook him, and he searched the room for John.

“John, where are you?” he cried, stumbling over pizza boxes and Budweiser cans, cursing in the dim light.

“Harold?”

The voice was nearly imperceptible, a desperate sigh, but Harold heard it nonetheless.

He whirled around and followed the sound to the back of the apartment.

John was there, lying on his back, and his face was covered in his own rapidly-drying blood.

Harold limped to his side and knelt down with some difficulty, calling his name all the while.

“John, what happened?” he asked, and his voice was a shuddering whisper.

“H-hit me over the head, Finch. I can’t-,” John wheezed. Harold looked at him in alarm. John’s chest was rising with rapid, shallow breaths, but he didn’t seem to be getting enough air.

“John, where does it hurt?” Harold murmured. He realized that the question sounded idiotic, but he needed to determine the extent of his partner’s injuries.

John lifted a weak arm and pointed at his head. His hand dropped to his chest, and his breathing slowed again.

“Hang on, John,” Harold said urgently. He put his hand on John’s arm and shook him with a firm, steady grip, but John didn’t move.

His eyes drifted shut, and Harold moved his hand to John’s face, cupping his chin.

“Wake up, John!” he commanded, but there was no response. Frantically, Harold felt for a pulse and breathed a shaky sigh of relief when he found one, weak and thready under his fingertips.

Harold’s relief was short-lived, however, when he noted that John’s chest was barely moving at all.

“Breathe, breathe,” he urged, but John’s head rolled to his side.

Harold’s mind was racing. What was wrong with John? Who had done this to him?

Harold was sure that he would hunt them down later, but he shifted his attention to his partner’s rapidly-declining status.

“It could be a concussion,” he mused, but there was no time, and he heard his own shallow, panicked breaths.

Breathe.

Harold leaned John’s head back and lifted his chin up.

He didn’t have much medical training, but the movements were natural, ingrained.

Harold felt his stiff neck scream in protest, but he lowered his head slowly until his mouth was flush with John’s, and he gave two breaths.

He put a hand on John’s chest and felt it rise once, twice, and he waited, begging John to breathe, please breathe.

John gasped once, and Harold’s eyes flew open.

He hadn’t even realized that they were shut.

“John? Can you hear me?” he choked, and John made a small noise.

Harold closed his hand over John’s and felt a sob of relief escape his throat. He blinked hard and wondered if he would’ve actually cried if-

No.

Nothing had happened. John was still here, safe and alive.

“John, I’m going to call for an ambulance. You probably have a concussion, and you- you stopped breathing,” Harold said quietly.

He could still hear the tremor in his voice, but it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered, except for the rhythmic rise and fall of John’s chest under his palms.

Shaw/Root, Lapdance

(Anonymous) 2013-12-23 06:29 am (UTC)(link)
Root gives Shaw a lapdance. Shaw is in denial; Root is lovin' it.

Re: Fill: Breath, Reese&Finch [Reese/Finch if you squint], Teen

(Anonymous) 2013-12-24 06:15 pm (UTC)(link)
I love it!

Request: Finch/Reese, showing off, dating

(Anonymous) 2013-12-27 08:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Harold wasn't the most popular student at MIT, actually, he was the butt of everyone's jokes- -poor reclusive geeky Harold, with only one friend and 0 probability of ever dating anyone.

Which means that when class reunion comes, Finch (Wren?) cannot help himself but to strut around with his incredibly hot, incredibly charming, incredibly skilled boyfriend on his arm.
John doesn't mind.

Reese, Finch - Gen, Fusco thinks Reese is pregnant

(Anonymous) 2013-12-27 09:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Maybe he's drugged or concussed, but he hears Finch lecturing Reese about doing something 'while in his condition' and is convinced that somehow Finch knocked Reese up. And he goes to Carter, but she's pissed at all three of them and thinks a little payback will do them no harm.

Reese has to grudgingly put up with Fusco being all protective of the father to be because until Fusco is better there is no convincing him that Reese is not expecting.

Root rescues Finch, Reese is conflicted

(Anonymous) 2013-12-29 11:59 am (UTC)(link)
So let's say Reese continues to sulk somewhere in Colorado while Root rescues Finch and Shaw from Control. When Reese comes to his senses and returns, he finds out about it and doesn't know how to feel about Root and Finch and himself anymore. Could be Reese/Finch, or gen, or other pairings between those characters.

Re: Request: Finch/Reese, showing off, dating

(Anonymous) 2014-01-09 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
Jossed, according to Arthur. But it would still be fun.