Go, Juliet, Go!

[katayla]

VOTE FOR JULIET!

I'm offering simple bribery here, people! If you vote for Juliet, I will write you a comment fic!

I will write in these fandoms:

Bones
Dawson's Creek
Farscape
Gossip Girl
Greek
How I Met Your Mother
Lost
Psych
The OC

(And feel free to check with me about other shows. I'm open to more.)

Prompts or at least a pairing/character are appreciated, but, if not, I'll probably use your icon as an inspiration.

(And thanks to summerstorm for the idea!)

Comments

[buhdderkupp.livejournal.com]

I voted for Juliet. Even though you voted for Jim :(


I think instead of fic, you should go watch all of Community and realize why you should have voted for Abed instead :-D

Or you, fic.

[katayla.livejournal.com]

I've seen some Community. I don't think more would've changed my mind. SORRY.

But I owe you fic anyway! What do you want?

Oops, this turned out a little sad, but hopefully still fun?

[katayla.livejournal.com]

Sometimes Gus was jealous of Juliet.

He knew it wasn't fair. He wanted Shawn to be happy and it's not like he liked Shawn stealing all of his stuff, making Gus pay for everything and dragging him on ridiculous adventures.

It's just that those had always been constants in his life.

And Shawn was so wrapped up in his quest to be the perfect boyfriend that he didn't even notice anything had changed. So Gus threw himself into work (his real job, thank you very much) and tried not to mind that Juliet was sometimes Shawn's first call these days.

(Later, of course, it balanced out. Juliet dragged Shawn into Gus's office and ordered him to play with his best friend. Gus spent the night on their couch when his apartment flooded. And when Juliet and Shawn's first son was born, they named him Gus without any discussion at all.)

[whimsey.livejournal.com]

I voted for Juliet! (I wouldn't vote any other because she is HBIC, IMO.)

Do I still get a fic? (If that's a yes, my pick is Gossip Girl, my absolute pairing. You should know. ;D)

[katayla.livejournal.com]

Hee! I wasn't worried for your vote, but YAY. And YES. (Different from my usual style. IDK.)

***

Years later, they would laugh at how it turned out. The best friend and the boyfriend. The bitter betrayals of high school. Friendships so often on the brink. But when Serena looked at Nate, she didn't regret any of it. They had grown up together, but, more importantly, they had grown together. In the end, they couldn't be with anyone else.

But that was later.

For now, they were 18, and Serena didn't know what she wanted, didn't know anything, but, when she looked at Nate, she believed she would find the answers.

[katayla.livejournal.com]

Yay, thank you!

***

Sometimes Booth caught himself staring at Brennan, just watching her as she worked or talked or just sat in the lab, and he would open his mouth to tell her and--

Stop.

She wasn't ready.

He knew her like he knew nobody else and he'd seen her soften, come close to admitting the possibility of love, but, if he admitted it, there was no going back. No salvaging their friendship, their partnership.

So he waited.

Brennan had always questioned his faith, but he would keep believing. In God, in her, in them.

It would happen.

[katayla.livejournal.com]

YAY! (I don't of this is exactly sweet, but, well, it's not UN-sweet. :D)

***

"Oh, sorry," Aeryn said.

It was late at night and she hadn't expected anyone to be in the kitchen. But Crichton was sitting at the table, peering down at his cup.

"It's okay," Crichton said. "Couldn't sleep."

Aeryn sat down across from him. "I never had any trouble sleeping while I was a Peacekeeper."

Crichton frowned. "Really, never?"

"I knew what each day would bring," Aeryn said. "There was nothing to worry about."

"What are you worrying about tonight?"

"Nothing you'd understand."

"I might surprise you."

Aeryn shook her head. Her problems were her own and, for all Crichton's sometimes surprising assets, there was so much he didn't know. "What are you drinking?"

"Hot chocolate." He frowned. "Or the closest approximation I've been able to find. Want some?"

"I'm not trying any of your human food."

"Come on," Crichton said, grinning at her. "It's a known cure for insomnia."

And, slowly, Aeryn let herself be talked into Crichton's strange drink. And, as they sat in the quiet of the ship, she slipped into one of those rare moments of peace, so hard to come by in this new life of hers.

[dizzy4411.livejournal.com]

I actually voted for Juliet before I saw this post, because I've seen so much pimping for her. :)

[katayla.livejournal.com]

AWESOME! Feel free to request fic anyway. :)

[the-spin.livejournal.com]

I'll vote for Juliet forever, especially if you'll commentfic some Aeryn for me!

-ETA ICON CHANGE FOR BETTER AERYN INSPIRATION

[katayla.livejournal.com]

YAY! (I forgot how intimidating this show was to write for. And how much it just makes me want to watch it instead.)

***

Aeryn would've seen the refusal to say good-bye as a weakness once. Soldier died. She'd gone into so many battles, knowing she might not make it to the end. Lost members of her unit, men and women she'd trained and laughed with.

But she knew she could never say good-bye to John Crichton.

He'd taught her that hope wasn't a weakness. That living was about so much more than surviving.

So she would fight. To come back to him, to the rest of them, because her life was hers now, not her commanding officer's, and she was fighting for so much more than just herself.

And she wouldn't say good-bye.

[brandyleigh.livejournal.com]

I already voted for her! I haven't even watched LOST in years but I can tell from the previews that Juliet is badass.

[katayla.livejournal.com]

YAY! Feel free to request fic anyway! :)

[mini-miss.livejournal.com]

I voted for Juliet for you for free but in exchange, if ever there is a battle you don't care about and I do, you must vote for my character. Deal? (Cause, lets face it, it'S not like I can offer fic in exchange of votes. I mean, apparently I can'T even commit to once sentence, so, yeah.)

[katayla.livejournal.com]

DEAL! But you can request fic anyway, if you want! I like to write. :)

[thelake.livejournal.com]

I can't believe Juliet is going down D: (along with the half of my predictions.)
I wish I never have the bracket sheet, it was more fun that way, now I'm overall disappointed.

[katayla.livejournal.com]

I've been thinking that next year I'm going to turn in my dream bracket! I mean, I'm wrong about most of it anyway.

[aftersix.livejournal.com]

I voted for her even before I saw this. It's amazing how much I like Juliet when I've never actually watched her (I stopped watching LOST around the third season). Apparently she just has that amazing of an effect.

[katayla.livejournal.com]

Hee, she DOES. It's funny, too, because she was one of those characters that took me a while to warm up to and now (obviously) I just love her.

Feel free to request some fic! :)

[otempora42.livejournal.com]

I switched to Juliet! (I must be the only person in the world who found Dexter incredibly boring, so I only voted for him to save my bracket.) Anyway, fic! Hm, it seems that the only fandoms you'll write for that we have in common are Bones and HIMYM, so I guess I'll go for HIMYM. Go crazy. :P (Ooh, or do a sequel to that zombie fic you wrote. I could go for that.)

[katayla.livejournal.com]

YAY! I mean, to be fair, I haven't watched Dexter, but now I hate him anyway. ;)

(This is rather a shift in tone from the first zombie fic. OH WELL.)

***

Sometimes, Ted still had nightmares. He didn't know if the others did, but sometimes Barney would look like he hadn't slept and Marshall would jump at odd sounds, so he figured he wasn't the only one.

"We can't report on the zombies," Robin said, one night at MacClaren's. "I mean, I knew we're not the classiest news station, but they're not allowing us to mention it at all."

"I could have told you there'd be a cover-up," Marshall said.

"Yeah, but we lived through it," Robin said. "And now we're supposed to pretend like it never happened?"

"I catalogued on my blog," Barney said.

"No one reads that," Lily said, then jumped, as Marshall kicked her. "I mean, of course I read it!"

"Maybe it's better to just forget about it," Ted said. "It can just become an urban legend, something nobody believes ever happened."

"ALL urban legends really happened," Marshall said.

It was maybe a sign of the groups' collective mood that nobody bothered to argue with him.

"Look," Barney said. "We survived. As far, as I'm concerned, we won."

"Is that really enough?" Ted asked.

"It has to be," Barney said.

But they still spent most of the night in silence.

[voleusedenuit.livejournal.com]

I went to bed last night with Juliet winning and now I woke with her losing! NOOOOOO!!!! I hope your powers of persuasion swings enough votes to our side!

[katayla.livejournal.com]

I'm at least glad I got a couple of votes for her! I'd like to say maybe she'll win next year, but it just feels like this was her year if she was ever going to win.

[katayla.livejournal.com]

Not anymore! I was trying to get as many as possible done before the poll closed, but then I woke up and she lost and there went my speed. But YES. This is kinda random, but oh well!

***

Cam had expected a lot of things when she came to the Jeffersonian, things like awesome equipment and interesting cases, but friendship? That was just a nice bonus. She, Angela and Brennan had taken to eating lunch together whenever they got the chance.

"I need a murder," Brennan said.

"What?" Angela asked. "One case isn't enough for you?" They'd been working all week on the murder of young model.

"No, for my book," Brennan said.

Cam had always found it a little strange that Brennan wrote books. She claimed not to understand people, yet her novels were best sellers. She must understand humanity a little better than she admitted.

Angela shrugged. "Steal one of our cases."

"She can't do that," Cam objected. "There are legalities involved."

"Please," Angela said. "Most of the crime novels out there steal from real life. Just change names and a couple of details and you're golden."

"Isn't writing supposed to be about being creative?" Cam asked. "Making up your own stuff?"

"You've read her books, right?" Angela said. "She puts us all in there."

"I do not!"

"Sweetie, it's okay," Angela said. "I enjoy seeing what my fictional counterpart gets up to."

"My characters are completely original," Brennan said.

"Watch out," Cam said. "Maybe she'll make you the murderer."

"I could be a murderer."

"You probably shouldn't say that in a crime lab," Cam said.

[blueskiesagain.livejournal.com]

I voted for Juliet and I can't believe she is losing to Dexter. Argh!!! Is there no justice in this world?!? lol.

Claire/Charlie-Lost

[katayla.livejournal.com]

I'M STILL SO SAD! Sorry this ended up being kinda sad and short. I'm not very in practice with Lost fic!

***

Sometimes, when it hurt too much to think of Aaron, Claire remembered Charlie. That hurt, too, but it was a cleaner hurt. Charlie had died for her, for Aaron. So they could survive.

And that meant she couldn't give up, not ever. She would get Aaron back and she would raise him to remember the man who had let them live.

[katje0711.livejournal.com]

I voted for Jules. Locke/Des!

[katayla.livejournal.com]

YAY! Sorry it's so short. I like writing Lost, but it's so intimidating!

***

"I used to hate it here," Desmond said. They were sitting on the beach, as the sun set.

"I always loved it," Locke said.

"I know. I never understood that. You were just as trapped as the rest of us."

"Oh no," Locke said. "I was trapped off island. Here, I was finally free."

Desmond looked at Locke and smiled. "I think I understand that now."

"Good."

[happyhappenings.livejournal.com]

I'll vote if I can have a Gossip Girl fic!

Blair/Chuck goodness?

[katayla.livejournal.com]

Okay! Sorry it's short. I kind of ran out of writing energy, lol.

***

Chuck wasn't much of one for anniversaries. But he knew they were important to Blair. So, on their one year anniversary, he planned their perfect date. Jewelry. Flowers. Blair's favorite wine. A night out on the town.

It was worth it, to give her everything she wanted, because Blair had given Chuck something he'd never expected, the one thing he thought he'd never have: She loved him.