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

[personal profile] sarcasticsra 2013-04-09 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
John is so pretty when he angsts and pines! XD

Thank you!
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Fill: Trophy Husband, Finch/Reese, [Teen] [Choose Not To Warn]

[personal profile] killalla 2013-04-09 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
I'd also started a response to this prompt, so I thought I'd go ahead and post the completed fic. It's a different industry (kidnap and ransom insurance), and a different set of talents (war gaming), but you might enjoy it anyway?

Linked here:
Edited 2013-04-09 04:33 (UTC)
spatz: Reese looking at Finch with hand-drawn heart (Reese-Finch hearteyes)


[personal profile] spatz 2013-04-09 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
It's not so much that the work is good, though it is that, he supposes; it's that it's so different. The habit of discretion has isolated him so completely his code is like Darwin's finches: a divergent species.

LOVE this description.

everything-you-know-is-a-lie AU: "He's an asset. The less he knows, the better."

(Anonymous) 2013-04-09 08:20 am (UTC)(link)
So maybe Harold is injured and Reese finds out he's not human... or only partly, more like a cyborg. He's from the future... the Machine isn't actually providing the numbers... it's just Harold remotely controlling computers and phones... he's been saving certain people and taking down others in order to protect a certain desired outcome for a cyber-war in the far future. Reese was just an asset, the mission was just a cover story... was there anything that was the truth?

Can Reese trust Harold after this? What exactly is his agenda? What happens now?

Re: FILL: Touch, Reese/Finch, Teen, 5/6

(Anonymous) 2013-04-09 08:58 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, Reese *likes* that he can surprise Finch... and I like this! I don't want it to be over, though! :D


(Anonymous) 2013-04-09 08:59 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, that last line is gorgeous. *sighs*
eris: (:D;;)

FILL: Differential Pressure (Finch/Reese) [general] [no warnings]

[personal profile] eris 2013-04-09 10:54 am (UTC)(link)
ahahah so relevant to my interests. filled this one here. :)

Re: FILL: Differential Pressure (Finch/Reese) [general] [no warnings]

(Anonymous) 2013-04-09 11:11 am (UTC)(link)



I am not even the OP, but I am having ALL THE FEELS.

leon tao/darcy lewis, avengers crossover

(Anonymous) 2013-04-09 11:14 am (UTC)(link)
Anything to do with these two. Can't decide if it would be funnier for Darcy to tase the bad guys and rescue Leon, or to mistakenly tase John...

Re: Fill: Trophy Husband, Finch/Reese, [Teen] [Choose Not To Warn]

(Anonymous) 2013-04-09 01:33 pm (UTC)(link)
This is absolutely lovely! I love the set-up, and the aliases, and the interaction between Reese and Finch - and how Finch is noticably different than Cardinal! Everything works amazingly well.

Thank you so much for your wonderful fill!

(I'm on my mobile right now and won't be able to comment by pc for several days, and I didn't want to wait that long. So I have to keep this short and can't quote favorite lines like I really want to...)

BTW - I've been assuming that multiple fills are possible; most often, different authors will write such radically different takes on a prompt that there's barely any overlap. I would certainly not complain about any number of great stories like this. :-)

Re: Fill: Trophy Husband, Finch/Reese, [Teen] [Choose Not To Warn]

(Anonymous) 2013-04-09 01:35 pm (UTC)(link)
This was me (rheasilvia); I can't seem to log in on DW through my phone right now...


(Anonymous) 2013-04-09 01:46 pm (UTC)(link)
This is lovely - the geekery! The geek lust! ;-)

Thank you so much for running with this. :-)

(OP here... can't log in right now, but present and delighted!)

Harold is well-endowed

(Anonymous) 2013-04-09 03:55 pm (UTC)(link)
OK, look, I just want a story where Harold turns out to have a ludicrously large cock and Reese finds out and can't stop thinking about what it would feel like to have Harold fuck him with it. Bonus: Reese gets to find out!


(Anonymous) 2013-04-09 04:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Ms Higson taps him on the shoulder and Harold turns with a smile to speak with her. He likes this woman; she has a sharpness of thought he admires. They're close to neutralizing the threat against her and he will probably never meet her again, so he takes the time to talk. She has interesting ideas about fractal trees. Wrong, but interesting.

The ballroom fills up. At least half the people here wear their tuxedos like sweatpants. The other half wear their ball gowns like sweatpants. It's a little disheartening. People incessantly interrupt them to praise him, and to test him, which he dislikes and does not know how to deflect. Harold answers their questions after a fashion: heavy on the jargon, vague on the details. His role here is to be a trophy geek, to be the brains on the arm of the software tycoon, to support John's cover with his, he rolls his eyes, mad skills. He should not deflect.

He should shine. Oh he feels too old for this.

The lights overhead are colored; they shift hues according to some pattern he can't quite follow. Ms Higson notices him looking and says, "They're complimenting the gowns, do you see?" She points to the tiny red on-lights; there are cameras fitted into the lightbulbs. "They sampleImage and generate harmonic triads."

"Well, every little helps," he says blandly. In his head he idly begins calculating the data load of that many new video inputs. Behind Ms Higson a man is approaching with a grin like a shark. Harold suppresses a sigh. He really doesn't want to be here.

He turns his head; John is across the floor engaging in some kind of pissing contest with four men old enough to know better. Frankly, Harold thinks, their suits are old enough to know better. John is smiling, but it's a fake: his lips are pulled across his teeth; his teeth are almost bared. It's so intensely yet covertly aggressive that Harold jerks upright and makes his way over before he even thinks about it. He walks as quickly as he can, cursing the polished ballroom floor, then hesitates. Harold puts a hand out and touches John on the arm. He says, "John?"

He doesn't normally touch John. Touches flow all one way between them. Harold watches with interest the way John relaxes minutely into the contact.

"Are you ready to go?" John says, and he's dragging Harold off the dance floor before he has a chance to reply.

"Good to meet you," Harold calls drily over his shoulder.

To John he says, "Has there been a development? Is Ms Higson in danger?" They've reached the thick carpets of the lobby now and Harold's heel drags a little across the pile. "John, slow down."

John does; he stops in fact, and punches the elevator button with his thumb. He looks tight about the mouth still.

Harold says mildly, "And here I thought you liked being the one with the arm candy for once."

"You didn't like it," John explains.

They stand in the elevator like strangers going to different floors.

He can sense there's a charge in the air. He can see the tracks of anger and arousal in John's face. But Harold isn't so great with whys. It's not an instinct he has. He perceives the face value, the whats of people, pretty well: if you can graph it he can grasp it, but motivations aren't always so easily captured. He built the most advanced system in the world to put a glass to these mysteries but he's no closer to the answer. Harold can predict almost perfectly what people will do so he, perhaps more than anyone, knows exactly how little he knows about why they do anything.

He's really interested in why.

The elevator opens at their suite and John opens the door for him. The suite has huge windows, floor to ceiling, and in the corner of his eye he sees their reflections as they stand behind the couch, sees more clearly the unhappy set of John's shoulders.

"What is the matter?" he says. His voice rings oddly in his ears. He sounds cold, he thinks. Peremptory.

John says only, "They shouldn't have looked at you like that. You're not a toy."

Harold shrugs. "I don't much care how these people look at me. They're strangers. Their opinions are–"

"Irrelevant?" John says.

"I don't care for that word," Harold says after a moment. "But I suppose so, yes."

"And what about my opinion?" John mumbles it. He looks out past Harold, and Harold follows his gaze into the view of the city laid out and lit up like a fabulous fantasy circuit board.

"I do care for that," Harold says firmly. "Very much."

And he's said that before; they've had these exchanges before where there's a charge in the air that could only be resolved in one way. But Harold has never allowed...has never dared to allow the resolution. He knows that John will never make this move. He has always known the way this power is balanced, though he can't begin to understand why.

So Harold touches John on his jaw, where the tightness is; his hand is shaking a little but he presses onward. "What would happen, Mr Reese, if I kissed you now?" Harold says it like it's a puzzle he's been turning over and he thinks in a way that's right. Yes: that's the problem he's been graphing out since they met.

Re: FILL: Touch, Reese/Finch, Teen, 5/6

(Anonymous) 2013-04-09 04:11 pm (UTC)(link)
I am loving this! <3
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Re: Swordspoint AU, 2/?

[personal profile] aqua_eyes 2013-04-09 06:10 pm (UTC)(link)
<3<3<3<3<3 Carter. Horses. John's his first. AmAzing.
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Re: Fill: Robot AU!, Reese/Finch overtones, No Warnings

[personal profile] aqua_eyes 2013-04-09 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)
♥ ♥♥ Defrag yourself or Harold will do it for you? <3 Absolutely lovely.
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Re: FILL: Bears Number 1 Enemy [General Audiences] [Warnings: None]

[personal profile] aqua_eyes 2013-04-09 06:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Thanks. :)
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Re: Fill: The Best Lies - Finch & Reese, Undercover as the Mob, Mature, No Warnings

[personal profile] sarcasticsra 2013-04-09 06:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Aauuugh man, this is so perfect in every way. Amazing.
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Re: Fill: The Best Lies - Finch & Reese, Undercover as the Mob, Mature, No Warnings

[personal profile] icarus_chained 2013-04-09 06:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Wow. Thank you!

Reese/Finch - Reese avenges Harold

(Anonymous) 2013-04-09 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm sure this will be Jossed soon, but - Reese wants the Machine's help to find the people who caused Harold's injuries.

Honestly, the Machine doesn't require all that much persuasion.
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Re: Fill: Trophy Husband, Finch/Reese, [Teen] [Choose Not To Warn]

[personal profile] killalla 2013-04-09 09:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Glad you enjoyed it - it was a great prompt, and it's nice to see it inspire lots of different approaches. I have myriad theories about the private lives and hobbies of Reese and Finch especially, so it was fun to play with that.

Finch/Reese D/s, spanking

(Anonymous) 2013-04-10 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
Because Reese would absolutely enjoy being Finch's sub.

Reese/Fusco (post) break-up

(Anonymous) 2013-04-10 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
I'd like to see more Reese/Fusco that's not just about the sex. So here's my slightly longish prompt:
Against all odds, Reese and Fusco start dating but Fusco has a hard time keeping it secret from his son and ex-wife. He decides to break up with Reese cause he can't imagine Reese would want to be involved with his kid. Reese thinks Fusco ends it because he is ashamed to be with him. They're both miserable.
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Fill: Well Met By Moonlight - Joss Carter/Zoe Morgan, Highwayman AU, Teen & Up, No Warnings

[personal profile] icarus_chained 2013-04-10 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
It got away from me a bit, so there 6000 words on AO3, featuring Joss, Zoe, Harold and Lionel in 17th century England:

Well Met By Moonlight

There is a Highwaywoman plying the London-to-York road, targeting nobles, and Sir Jocelyn Carter, late of the continent, must track her down. First, though, she needs to identify her prey.

And then she has to decide if she's willing to go through with it.