meme_of_interest | Prompt Post 01

o______o this would be nutty crazy hot. I'm horribly unqualified to write it, but hate!sex is glorious and kara is the bomb and it would be just the right level of messed up.
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Reese left a handful of pastries, and most of the doggie treats, in the library's refrigerator. Then he took Bear back to the loft.

The loft was quiet and huge, the high ceiling and vast expanse of bare floor seeming higher and vaster even than usual. Being here, alone or with Bear, was usually a relief; a time to breathe. A moment for opening up the weapon closet for maintenance without Finch "tssk"-ing nearby. Or a moment to check up on his own projects.

But, like the saying went, too much of a good thing... Quiet and privacy were nice enough, but Reese had had enough of them now, and he wanted Finch back.

Reese filled Bear's bowl with kibble, and headed into the shower. He mentally reviewed his projects (mostly they just involved keeping tabs on his former bosses, though he did run regular surveillance on Logan Pierce. There was something about that guy...) With a shock, Reese realized he could now terminate his two-year-old project of finding out where Finch went at night.

Wrapped in a towel, he sat down on his armchair (the armchair Finch had bought for him) with his laptop (the laptop Finch had picked out for him) and looked over the file notes (project "RAVEN"). He added the appropriate comment, and shut the laptop.

Marking a project "complete" should have cheered him up a bit, but it only made him feel worse.

Reese had spent so much time alone, before Finch. But he didn't remember it hurting like this. Being aimless and lonely like this. I need to get a grip. Then again - he supposed that he'd never really felt loneliness before. If anything, back then, he'd been happy to run away from his coworkers. Even when Jessica died... he hadn't felt loneliness. He'd only felt guilt and regret.

Regret. That was one thing he wasn't feeling now, that was for sure. He didn't regret that night with Finch - he was feeling worried for Finch, sure, and he felt protective of him. Finch hadn't been an agent. He didn't... Finch didn't see his body as a tool. The CIA had taught Reese to dissociate himself from his body, and Kara had taken away any romantic notions he might've had about workplace sexual relations. But Finch... It was a good thing that he was taking some time off now. Some time away. He just needed some breathing room.

This is a good thing, John told himself as he fished some leftover takeout from the fridge. He needs to work things out. He's not... He's fine. He's used to stepping back and solving problems at a distance. This is his way of working things out.

Reese heard himself sigh loudly, and told himself - again - to get a grip. He's fine.

Later, however, just as he was drifting off to sleep, Reese distantly wondered: am I fine?

ugh I did it AGAIN

I am HOPELESS

:( :( :( sorries

Reese left a handful of pastries, and most of the doggie treats, in the library's refrigerator. Then he took Bear back to the loft.

The loft was quiet and huge, the high ceiling and vast expanse of bare floor seeming higher and vaster even than usual. Being here, alone or with Bear, was usually a relief; a time to breathe. A moment for opening up the weapon closet for maintenance without Finch "tssk"-ing nearby. Or a moment to check up on his own projects.

But, like the saying went, too much of a good thing... Quiet and privacy were nice enough, but Reese had had enough of them now, and he wanted Finch back.

Reese filled Bear's bowl with kibble, and headed into the shower. He mentally reviewed his projects (mostly they just involved keeping tabs on his former bosses, though he did run regular surveillance on Logan Pierce. There was something about that guy...) With a shock, Reese realized he could now terminate his two-year-old project of finding out where Finch went at night.

Wrapped in a towel, he sat down on his armchair (the armchair Finch had bought for him) with his laptop (the laptop Finch had picked out for him) and looked over the file notes (project "RAVEN"). He added the appropriate comment, and shut the laptop.

Marking a project "complete" should have cheered him up a bit, but it only made him feel worse.

Reese had spent so much time alone, before Finch. But he didn't remember it hurting like this. Being aimless and lonely like this. I need to get a grip. Then again - he supposed that he'd never really felt loneliness before. If anything, back then, he'd been happy to run away from his coworkers. Even when Jessica died... he hadn't felt loneliness. He'd only felt guilt and regret.

Regret. That was one thing he wasn't feeling now, that was for sure. He didn't regret that night with Finch - he was feeling worried for Finch, sure, and he felt protective of him. Finch hadn't been an agent. He didn't... Finch didn't see his body as a tool. The CIA had taught Reese to dissociate himself from his body, and Kara had taken away any romantic notions he might've had about workplace sexual relations. But Finch... It was a good thing that he was taking some time off now. Some time away. He just needed some breathing room.

This is a good thing, John told himself as he fished some leftover takeout from the fridge. He needs to work things out. He's not... He's fine. He's used to stepping back and solving problems at a distance. This is his way of working things out.

Reese heard himself sigh loudly, and told himself - again - to get a grip. He's fine.

Later, however, just as he was drifting off to sleep, Reese distantly wondered: am I fine?

You mean on the show? I highly doubt it. Do you think ANY of these things are going to happen? Or do you mean in the fic fill? Because it's not required or even EXPECTED per my prompt. ???

Post Nikita season 3. Alex accepted the job as UN special envoy on human trafficking just like she said on the season finale and now her number is up. Finch and Reese stalked Alex, thinking her only threat would be the people who work on human trafficking. But apparently, the lost Russian heiress is more than capable of handling danger. Now Reese is really curious about Alexandra Udinov and her curious friend whom she called Birkoff and all the curious talk about the recent president's death, some woman named Amanda and something called the Shop.

Harold and Nathan have a one night stand together before decided they are better as friend than lover. Nathan is a married woman anyway and Harold think she's out of his league. Nathan actually love Harold too but think Harold deserve someone better than herself, someone like Grace. She patch thing up with her husband and then get pregnant. Harold never suspect that little Will is his son until after Nathan's tragic death.

Hate sex or at least on Shaw's part, Reese is mostly amused.

help emotions

it's like he's leaving breadcrumbs out for him in hope

and he's worried but trying to reassure himself

AND THEN FINALLY HE WONDERS IF HE HIMSELF IS OKAY, FINALLY

how so lovely

What are they doing in the penthouse of the hotel Harold bought on one of the episode?

Harold never found out that Nathan is working on the irrelevant numbers. She disappeared on Harold. Nathan is the one to hire Reese to help with the numbers. Now Harold's number is up. Nathan and Reese raced against time to save him and Grace.

It might be a little out of character, but here goes:

When John and Jessica run into each other at the airport, they end up having sex. Everything else is up to the author.

Logan want a 'Reese' of his own and found Shaw. Shaw really doesn't like Logan.

In the morning, Finch came back, and Reese saved the life of a poet.

The poet's case was, even by Reese's standards, absurd and amazing. And it said far too much about the world of publishing.

His name was Foster Mackenzie, and he'd - not to put too fine a point on it - lived under a rock for the past twenty years. He'd been lucky enough to have a wealthy patron who'd left him a small apartment in his will, together with a tiny allowance, and he'd since become, in essence, a hermit. A hermit with some friends, and a bit of a cult following among students (they came to him for advice), but a hermit all the same. He didn't even read the newspaper.

So he had no idea that an unscrupulous soul had been shamelessly plagiarizing his work. For years. In the New Yorker, no less.

That is, he had no idea until a few days ago.

The poor man had confronted his plagiarist, a Mr. Robert Cunningham, the day before, and Mr. Cunningham was planning to strangle him and make it look like a suicide. It would probably have been believable, even - just leave a few Gérard de Nerval quotes in the suicide letter, and remove any evidence of the plagiarized originals - and no one would have been the wiser.

Thankfully Reese had made it there first, and he hadn't even needed to make any threats. All he'd needed to do was make a few copies of some poems, and call the police. Cunningham wouldn't be charged with attempted homicide, but he'd never work again, and Foster Mackenzie was safe.

Fusco was particularly bewildered by the case. "Just when I start to think I've seen it all," he said, shaking his head.

"Truth is stranger than fiction, detective."

Reese was about to join Fusco for lunch, when his phone alerted him: Finch's glasses - the ones with the tracker - had just moved.

Reese's heart lurched. Finch was back. Had to be.

He excused himself from lunch (catch you later, Lionel) and practically raced to the library. A jumble of thoughts crowded his mind - he saw Finch telling him they'd been drugged ("do you recognize this handkerchief?") and Finch's handwritten note ("I will be away for a few days"), but also Finch whispering in his ear ("I trust you, John") and Reese didn't know if he was hoping for Finch to pretend it had all never happened, or... Or what?

He found his inner calm as he walked past the bookshelves, towards the library office. It had been five days since he'd found Finch's note. Five days without Finch's voice. But there, there Finch was, and for the first time since he'd left the CIA, Reese thought, maybe there were some upsides to being emotionally numb. Because there Finch was - Finch with his glasses, and his hair, and his waistcoat - and Reese felt a little bit undone. CIA-era John Reese had misplaced his sense of morality, but at least he didn't get fucking heart palpitations just from seeing someone's face.

Nonetheless, Reese walked up to the Finch's desk, and barely paused before saying: "Finch." Like he hasn't spent the entire week waiting to see him. Not at all.

Bear whacked his tail on the floor, over and over, with the purest canine happiness.

Finch looked up. "Mr. Reese."

Reese is all I thought I'd tamed my feelings but then it turns out he really hasn't and the truth is, he's never really been in love before. He thought he'd been in love with Jessica but really, he'd never spent that much time with her. Whereas he'd spent nearly every day with Finch for two years, though he'd never really noticed it. He'd never thought about it. Until now.

Now, Reese is basically getting hit by a Feeling Truck. Or a Feeling Freight Train. Ugh, I want to hug him. DAMNIT, REESE, YOU ARE A FICTIONAL CHARACTER. ARGH.

He just wants Finch back, ok. He wants Finch back. He wants Finch snarking at him in his earpiece and he wants Finch to walk next to him and Bear at the dog park and he wants to buy Finch tea and pastries in the morning and he just wants Finch back, ok. He'd even be okay with it if the next dozen numbers were those pretty computer nerds who distract Finch so much that he forgets when Reese is standing right there. He'd even be okay with it if Finch... if Finch wanted to start seeing one of those pretty computer nerds. He doesn't care, ok, he just wants Finch back.

Just want some more Alpha-Omega relationship set in POI universe. Despite Finch being the 'boss', he's actually an omega and Reese is an alpha.

All about Reese and his so-called Reese girl. He's manipulative and he gets all the girls mentioned above and more from the episodes into his bed. Does he even care about them?

Harold's counterpart is a serial killer or a criminal mastermind in the other side. Alt!Livia and Alt!Reese crosses over in other to join our Olivia to track down our Harold and Reese.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/772285

have you read the fic above? good. i would like to request a fic with plotline similar to the above only longer with more details and with an eventual definite Reese/Finch in it and a bit of Finch/Ingram. Please? Pretty please?

In which Finch is a mentally sick man who is blessed with high intellegent, a genius mind that is a great asset to the government. Reese is a skilled agent assigned to protect Finch. A POI AU in which there is no machine, just a very capable Finch.

Finch is involved in accident and woke up in asylum. He woke up in an entire different world where he never built the machine or at least that's what Ingram, his not-dead best friend, said when he visit him in the asylum. Apparently, Finch suffered a mental breakdown somewhere along the line. Is the machine and his partnership with Reese just a figment of his imagination? But Finch soon learn that John Reese does exist, only he does not go by that name and that he's happily married to Jessica. What's going on? Can Finch figured thing out?

Reese stalk Agent Donnelly. He's kinda amused with his dedication to catch him. He thinks it's cute.

ok i know asking for gendbent is long shot but i post it here anyway in hope someone might like the idea enough to write a fill.
donnelly really, really want to catch the man in suit now she got four potential men in suit. instead of carter, shes the one to interogate the men. reese flirts with her and donnelly is unamused.

john reese fuck caroline turing aka root in her office while pretending to be a client with an issue set before he know that she is evil.

Reese is dead while trying to protect Finch. Finch is desperate to have him back now that he realized a little too late that he's in love with Reese. Finch heard about a crossroad demon deal and decided to try it. Reese is alive again and Finch gets 5 years before the hellhound come for his soul. Will Finch tell Reese about his love for him? Will Reese return his feeling? Will Finch tell Reese about the deal or keep it a secret?

Prompt Post 01

Prompt Post 01 is open!

Re: Dark!Reese/Manipulative!Kara

FILL: all the things we don't talk about, Reese/Finch, 14/?

Re: FILL: all the things we don't talk about, Reese/Finch, 14/?

FILL: all the things we don't talk about, Reese/Finch, 14/?

Re: "Dangerous AND crazy!" Leon's bad judgement about Shaw

Nikita/POI Crossover, Reese/Alex

Past Harold/girl!Nathan, Past Harold/Grace, Harold & Will, Will Ingram is Harold's son

Manipulative!Reese/Shaw

Re: FILL: all the things we don't talk about, Reese/Finch, 14/?

Reese/Zoe

Past Reese/Jessica, Past Harold/girl!Nathan, Harold/Grace, eventual Reese/girl!Nathan,

John/Jessica: At the airport

Logan & Shaw

FILL: all the things we don't talk about, Reese/Finch, 15/?

Re: FILL: all the things we don't talk about, Reese/Finch, 13/?

Re: FILL: all the things we don't talk about, Reese/Finch, 14/?

Alpha!Reese/Omega!Finch

Reese/Jessica, Reese/Kara, Reese/Carter, Reese/Zoe, Reese/Root, Reese/Shaw, manipulative!Reese

Fringe/POI crossover

Reese/Finch, past Finch/Ingram

Reese/Finch, Finch/Ingram, Reese/Jessica

Reese/Donnelly

reese/lady!donnelly

john reese/caroline turing

SPN/POI crossover, Finch/Reese, angst, character death