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There's creativity in the air! Or maybe it's just pollen. Anyway, after reading great new ficlets from [livejournal.com profile] cheights and [livejournal.com profile] rileyc and a whole new chapter from [livejournal.com profile] caliban22170, I decided I needed to jumpstart my long-dormant writing engine. I think there was a meme a while back, where you were supposed to post something from your WIPs. I can't remember how it went, so I'm just going to post stuff that's been sitting on my hard drive forever and wants to go out for a little ride, in the hopes that it gets my Muses off their lazy, bonbon-eating asses! (I know, you're supposed to be nice to the Muses, but that hasn't been working.)

So sit back, relax, read these WIPs and feel free to tell me to continue, beg me to stop in the name of all that is holy or tell me to find myself a hobby that doesn't involve computers, writing and/or fictional characters.



Fandom: Oz/SVU
Title: DNR
Notes: This was begun for the Cuff 'Em Kinks and Cliches challenge, but sadly never made it as far as the kink. It's chock-full of cliches, though, if that helps :) First line shamelessly stolen (and reworked) from Alexa's Covenant, a classic and sadly unfinished Oz fic. It's my favorite fic-opening-line ever.

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Tobias Beecher was a good addict.

He hadn't been a good husband. He wasn't a good father. He might have been a good lawyer, if he had tried, if he had kept his mind on the job. But back then, before, he spent most of his energy, and his brain power, thinking about his next drink - where exactly he would go to get it, how long he would have to stay in the office until he could leave without drawing attention, what excuse he'd make up for his secretary, how he could avoid his father on the way out and then his wife once he got home. If he made it home at all.

He could while away whole hours just anticipating how that first slow slide of scotch would taste. Add to that all the time he spent actually feeling it. And then not feeling, which was, after all, the point.

Then, after, he wasn't good for much of anything. Or anybody. The law wouldn't allow him to return to his job. Gen's parents did their best to keep him away from his kids. In their efforts to keep Toby on the straight (so to speak) and narrow, his family prevented him from making any adult decisions.

Worst of all, his own mind - and his memory - obliterated the possibility of anyone else. Toby would never fall in love again, never get married. Never have a family of his own, a place to call home.

So the past became his addiction. He couldn't drown himself in booze, so he wallowed in memories. In longing and regret. And in guilt - his faithful companion.

Now, lying here, in the dark, he still had all those regrets. And all that guilt. But none of it mattered anymore, now that he had this - the one thing he thought he'd lost forever.

Back when he thought he'd never see Chris Keller again, never touch his skin or feel his lips or taste his cock - back then, Tobias Beecher would have done anything, sworn anything, sold anything, for just one glimpse of his lover.

Then the unthinkable happened. And he got more than a glimpse. He got the whole package. Chris Keller. In the flesh. Alive and well and living in New York City.

Okay, so he wasn't really well. Some nights, he was barely breathing. And technically, his name wasn't Chris Keller. But he was alive. He was getting well. And Toby was never going to leave him again.

Toby had traded one addiction for another. Instead of dwelling on the past, he seized the chance to recreate it.

Initially, Toby had told himself he just wanted to make sure Chris was all right. That first news report had almost done him in. He hadn't even been paying attention to the TV blaring in the background, but he couldn't escape it. Every channel the bartender flipped to had a hysterical reporter covering the breaking news. When Toby finally looked up at the screen, it was Oz all over again. Except with more blood. And in the middle of it, that strong body lying on the ground as the life seeped out of him.

But this Chris Keller had the entire NYPD working for him, and Toby sat at the bar, transfixed, as the forces of good massed to prevent a repeat of unbearable history. Watching the frantic ministrations of paramedics and police, Toby felt an eerie calm. Followed by a familiar rush of adrenaline, and then the first flush of hope he'd had since watching Chris fall that awful day.

All thoughts of the business that had brought him to New York vanished, as the heady beginnings of a plan began to take hold in Tobias Beecher's brain. In minutes, even before the broken and bruised body was airlifted to the hospital, Toby was on the phone. By the time that helicopter touched down, Toby knew this Chris's name (Elliot Stabler), rank (Detective First Grade) and badge number (41589). And that this Chris had one wife, four kids and almost 20 years on the force, 13 in the Special Victims Unit.

What he didn't know, of course, was if it was real, if Chris, this Chris, was real. If he'd somehow become Elliot Stabler, courtesy of the fastest reincarnation ever. Or perhaps the most ironic Witness Protection placement in history, in which a sexual predator becomes a sex crimes cop.

Or if, maybe, probably, it was just a coincidence, and Elliot Stabler simply looked exactly like Chris Keller, but had no connection to him. Or to Toby. Or if Toby should probably leave it at that.

But leaving well enough alone had never been an option once Toby saw his face.





Fandom: SVU
Title: Mr. and Mrs. Smith
Notes: This was one of those ideas that I think would be better served if I gave it to [livejournal.com profile] sloanesomething and [livejournal.com profile] annakovsky for their SVU A/U game. But I'm too selfish and deluded to give it up yet. If I did, the prompt would be: Elliot Stabler and Alex Cabot, paid assassins

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She loved watching him like this, though she rarely got the chance. Elliot didn't sleep. At least, as far as Alex could see, he didn't. He'd lie in bed, but whenever Alex looked over, he was awake, ever alert for any strange noise or sudden movement that might mean danger or discovery. She knew it was his marine training and his cop sense that kept Elliot on guard, but she wondered whether it was really another way to keep the nightmares at bay. The protective instinct was a good escape from the ravages of conscience and memory.

Anything to avoid that, she sighed knowingly. Wide awake, even after a long, strange, miraculous day and evening that had brought them closer together than ever. But as she slowly recovered from the blissful, orgasmic afterglow, Alex couldn't keep her mind from shifting into overdrive. After months of hard, raw, mind-blowing sex, tonight Elliot had made slow, tender love to her. It was so surprising, and so sweet, that she had felt shy, embarrassed. Even now, she flushed at the memory of his soft lips and gentle touch. When she had tried to change the mood, to regain control, to go back to their familiar games, Elliot simply smiled and kissed her reluctance away.

She couldn't remember how long they'd made love or how many times she came or how long she'd slept. When she woke up, it was still dark and Elliot was still asleep. And still in bed, still holding her. As Elliot slumbered peacefully beside her, Alex tried to bask in the relief, and the joy, she felt. She told herself not to question Elliot's sudden sensitivity. She tried not to wonder what had caused this outpouring of emotion. She couldn't examine his words, because he hadn't uttered any. The usual crude demands and exhortations – which Alex gave as well as she got – were missing. Instead of four-letter words and guttural moans, Elliot was mostly silent. That had been almost as unnerving as his reverent gaze.

Alex shuddered, both aroused by the memory and alarmed at the dawning realization that none of it had been meant for her at all. Because while she was the (officially) dead woman he'd been fucking for months, the ghost Elliot had made love to tonight was his wife.





Fandom: Oz
Title: Fate
Notes: Not quite a drabble, not quite a story. Britney would be proud!

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Fate.

Was there a crueler, fouler, darker four-letter word in all of the fucking English language?

Fate had brought them together. Even though Vern - speaking of four foul letters - liked to take the credit, there was something bigger at work. Chris was a force of nature. Vern couldn't control him anymore than Toby had.

At least, that's what Toby told himself whenever he thought about Chris lying dead on the EmCity concrete. His words hadn't sent Chris over that railing, just as his actions hadn't pushed Cathy Rockwell into the path of his car and his neglect hadn't driven Genevieve into that garage.

Fate had done all that, and more. And you can't fight fate, he reasoned, taking another swig. Not in Oz.

Date: 2005-08-02 09:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] catheights.livejournal.com
OMG, you have to finish your kink fic. Toby's obsession with Elliot, his thoughts that it's some how Chris is so creepy. LOL, in a good, I wanna read more way.

And I like how in the second one you bring Alex to the conclusion that Elliot was kind because he was picturing his wife. You've got me very curious as to the whole setup for that one, particularly with what you said the prompt would be.

The drabble/ficlet packs a punch. Blame it all on fate.

These are excellent. I'm so glad you decided to give us a peek into what you've been working on. And again, more of the kink fic, please. *g* Not that I'd said no to more of Elliot/Alex either, not at all :)

Date: 2005-08-02 09:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ultraviolet730.livejournal.com
Oh, yay - you liked them. I'm so glad Toby's creepy obsession came through. I struggled with it, because I know people don't like it when he abandons his kids, and I wouldn't really want to see him do that, either. And who knows how it will end, but I would hope he doesn't end up in such a bad place, mentally. But we have to get through the kink first!

I'm always happy that you like A/E, too. My vision for that one is so involved that I feel like I'll never actually get to it. But I love the idea of them together, divorced (so to speak) from their "real" lives.

So kink firs,t then A/E. Or just see which comes first. So to speak...

Thanks so much, Cat!

Date: 2005-08-02 09:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lostingeekdom.livejournal.com
Ok..you've got to finish the Beecher/Elliot fic. Drop everything else. I like the drabble as well. I'm not that sold on the Elliot/Alex pairing. I'd have much preferred Keller/Alex, as the thought of Keller and Alex playing mind games with each other is just too hot.

Keep writing, and I'll keep reading, as long as you don't try O/E.

Date: 2005-08-02 09:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ultraviolet730.livejournal.com
Thanks for reading, and enjoying, Seema! It's kind of fun getting inside Beecher's head. I always thought it would be hard, but since he's obsessed with Keller, aka CM, I guess I shouldn't be surprised!

As for Alex/Keller - that could be hot. But this is a Stabler closer to the edge, to Keller, than the one on the show. But you never know when Keller will pop up!

Yay!

Date: 2005-08-02 09:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] franwi.livejournal.com
So glad you're back writing - even if it's Oz/SVU fic. The first one was sad. I just felt sorry for Beecher clutching at memories and fantasy - plus no f2f (or c2f?) so yeah, kind of sad. The second, started so sweet and I love Alex/Elliot. This image was swoon-worthy... When she had tried to change the mood, to regain control, to go back to their familiar games, Elliot simply smiled and kissed her reluctance away. But then that ending! Shame on you! I will just be sitting on Alex's shoulder whispering in her ear that Elliot had finally let go of his wife, and made love to her for the first time! Get the woman a Stabler decoder-ring, stat! And the third short - well, that one made me want to slap Beecher! He's not only self-pitying, but decides he has no responsibility for anything as well. He's so sad and depressed, you just want to take a truncheon or billy club and beat him over the head for a few hours. :)

Great shorts, Sarah! I love how you stir up the emotions in a scene and your readers.

:)

Fran

Re: Yay!

Date: 2005-08-02 09:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ultraviolet730.livejournal.com
Fran! You are always there when I need you. And you didn't even scold me for not including a little Jason/Lucky.

Well, not that they'd ever be little!

I'm so glad you enjoyed the A/E, especially since it feels like forever since I've written anything sexy - sweet or smutty!

A Stabler decoder ring - hee! And don't worry about the specter of Mrs. S - she'll be done in in no time!

Date: 2005-08-02 09:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fanfromfla.livejournal.com
*I* am hooked -- on your Beecher/Stabler fic. You've quickly spun a wonderful tale of obsession. Great job!

Date: 2005-08-03 05:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ultraviolet730.livejournal.com
Yay - I've finally done something to entertain you for a change! You're always vidding and capping and linking and writing for us. I'm so glad you enjoyed this twisted tale.
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Date: 2005-08-03 05:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ultraviolet730.livejournal.com
Smooth? My writing always seems so tortured to me, but I'll take the compliment! Fate was just a one-off, I think, but I'm glad it got to you. As much of a Keller fan as I am, and as self-pitying as Toby can be, the guy really has been through the fires of hell. And with Keller dead, all for what? WAH!

Anyway, instead of depressing myself, I'll try to work on the other two. And on some, er, other stuff I have to do :)

Date: 2005-08-03 01:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] noblerot.livejournal.com
I LOVE YOU.

So the past became his addiction. He couldn't drown himself in booze, so he wallowed in memories. In longing and regret. And in guilt - his faithful companion.

This is exactly right; you've pinned Toby like a butterfly. Please, please, if you can, if you wanna, please finish this fic! I just have to see Stabler's (or is it really Keller's, after all?) reaction when he awakens to... what?

And Elliot/Alex... alas! What's Chemistryless Kathy got that the Uber-Blonde doesn't? Besides child-bearing hips, I mean.

Date: 2005-08-03 05:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ultraviolet730.livejournal.com
Aww - I bet you say that to all the pervy fic writers :) But really, thanks so much for the nice encouragement. It really does help!

I just have to see Stabler's (or is it really Keller's, after all?) reaction when he awakens to... what?
Hee - isn't that where the kink comes in? And I guess I have to work on it some more, what with poor Toby pinned like a butterfly.

As for A/E, don't worry. CK has nothing Alex needs, especially the most important thing. A pulse!

Date: 2005-08-03 04:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] theholyinnocent.livejournal.com
Meep! I almost missed these.

"DNR": This is such an awesome idea, I really hope you keep going with it. Admittedly I don't know much about Oz, or Beecher's character, but what you've written has got me hooked:

What he didn't know, of course, was if it was real, if Chris, this Chris, was real. If he'd somehow become Elliot Stabler, courtesy of the fastest reincarnation ever. Or perhaps the most ironic Witness Protection placement in history, in which a sexual predator becomes a sex crimes cop.

Ha! The delusions of a man in love! It's a great angle for a crossover btwn. these two shows, and you write Beecher very sympathetically.

"Mr. & Mrs. Smith": Aw, man. The last line is utterly devastating! Great job. These two could kick Brangelina's asses any day of the week. :)

Date: 2005-08-03 07:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ultraviolet730.livejournal.com
I love getting you hooked on Oz stuff. We'll lure you in eventually, little girl!

Even though it is Stabler, and not Keller, in the story, I do love the idea of the WPP making Keller an SVU cop. It's so completely fucked up that it's exactly the kind of thing a bureaucracy might do.

These two could kick Brangelina's asses any day of the week.
Ha! Exactly what I think. (Though, you know, I wouldn't mind seeing some raw, hot, hard Brangelina sex, either.) Glad you liked the last line - you know how I like to end with a bang. (Couldn't resist - sorry!)

I hope to continue their misadventures, too. If the Muses permit.

Date: 2005-08-03 05:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] debaser28.livejournal.com
Hmm, Toby obsessed with Elliot. You've got my full attention, here.*g* I really loved it, Ultraviolet. Please write more. And make them make out!*g*

Date: 2005-08-03 07:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ultraviolet730.livejournal.com
Hee! MAKE THE MAKE OUT! It's a catch phrase. I love it. And I'll see what I can do to arrange it.

Thanks for the nice words, Ana Paula.

Date: 2005-08-04 12:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] noir-moll.livejournal.com
Girl, you are dormant for a while then, WHAM!

I know just enough about Oz, to know that "DNR" is pitch perfect. It captures that lonely yearning that LT seems to wear like a cloak in the episodes I've seen.

And, "Mr. and Mrs. Smith" rings so true with certain aspects of A/E that I carry in my head. Of course, Alex and Elliot would have the kind of exhausting one-upsmanship sex Stabler would never initiate at home. Of course, Alex would be thrown by the change-up. Of course, Elliot would be tempted to recapture something of the comfortable familiarity he'd lost. Of course, it all makes perfect, angsty sense.

Lovely job, Ultraviolet.

Date: 2005-08-04 05:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ultraviolet730.livejournal.com
Hey you! So glad you enjoyed my little forays back into writing. I can't believe you haven't watched that much Oz, because this is such a beautiful way of describing Beecher:

It captures that lonely yearning that LT seems to wear like a cloak

And, "Mr. and Mrs. Smith" rings so true with certain aspects of A/E that I carry in my head.
Yay! That makes me so happy. I hope Alex didn't come across as lovesick here, because she was just as happy as Elliot was when everything was about sex. But his emotion caught her by surprise and stirred up some emotions of her own. I hope I can continue to keep them in character and in bed :)

Thanks so much for such wonderful comments!


Date: 2005-08-04 08:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rileyc.livejournal.com
OK, since you asked for it, I'm begging you ... to write more, please, like right now. LOL

Damn, these are good, and you absolutely cannot be allowed to let DNR stand there unfinished. The set up is so intriguing, and as Cat says, just a little bit creepy.

I'd love to see more of the A/E one too, discover how they came to be in that situation, and where it goes from there. It's another great set up, and I feel so bad for Alex at the end.

And the fate one absolutely fits the new Flash Fic challenge. And if you wanted to expand on it just a smidge, that would not be a bad thing.

Great job with all of them.

Date: 2005-08-15 05:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ultraviolet730.livejournal.com
Hey Rebecca - I seem to have missed this. Sorry to take so long to get back to you!

I'm so happy that DNR went over well. I do love the idea of poor Toby, drawn right back into a web he really never escaped. As for Fate, I might just post it as is, since I can't seem to beef it up anymore. It really did seem like destiny when Mav posted right after I did, lol.

Glad you liked the A/E setup, as well. It's an epic in my head, and I sadly don't have the discipline to do it justice. But I do want to try.

Thanks for all the encouragement!

Date: 2005-08-04 11:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] luci-2.livejournal.com
You have to go on with DNR. I'll take anything to see Keller back
( reincarnation, WPP ). Or if it's Stabler, after all.

And please do more A/E. They're, IMHO, the only sexy couple in SVU.
Such a refreshing change from St.Oliska.

Date: 2005-08-15 05:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ultraviolet730.livejournal.com
Thanks for the nice words, Luci - and sorry for not getting back to you sooner.

Oh, how I wish it really were Keller, but it is, alas, Elliot. I'm not sure Toby will make the distinction, however :)

And Alex/Elliot is my SVU OTP, if I have such a thing. I really liked S2-4 Olivia, but the last season really did a number on my feelings for her. And it looks like S7 is shaping up to be all Olivia, all the time. Blech!

Date: 2005-08-11 03:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] trancer21.livejournal.com
I'm gonna go with the general consensus, DNR just can't be left unfinished. There's just something painfully human about Toby's plight, numbing himself from the pain even as he wallows in it. All so he can concentrate on his obsession. Then there's poor Elliot. He really has no idea what he's in for, does he?

Then there's the Mr.& Mrs. Smith fic, which makes my 'lil A/E shipper heart go pitter-pat. Poor Alex. Poor Elliot. Just quit moping and go back to the hot sex. Hot monkey sex makes everything better!

Date: 2005-08-15 05:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ultraviolet730.livejournal.com
Hey, you. I can't believe you had time to write a reply, in between writing lusty, smutty, sexy ficlets. I'm so happy you've discovered LJ!

I'm glad Toby's obsession wasn't just creepy. Because he is so lost, and has so much guilt. Imagine getting a chance to undo something you regret so much - who wouldn't jump at the opportunity? Especially if it looked like CM!

Just quit moping and go back to the hot sex. Hot monkey sex makes everything better!
Words to live by, baby! And I'll see what I can do. Maybe Elliot should go out and get some Oreos...
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Re: THIS IS FANTASTIC

Date: 2005-09-21 05:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ultraviolet730.livejournal.com
Oh, wow - I am so sorry for not getting back to you to say thanks for such lovely feedback. It's such a great surprise when someone comments a while after you post something.

Please, fell free to friend me but I am a notoriously slow updater. My Muses sparked for a bit, then went on another hiatus. But I hope to fire them up again somehow soon.

As for the comics, those were a reward/award for a charity auction, so unless [livejournal.com profile] womblyfriend volunteers her services again, it will remain an unfinished masterpiece. I do hope to finish the unfinished non-masterpiece story that goes with it, though!
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