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rockstarpeach ([personal profile] rockstarpeach) wrote2014-09-25 10:52 pm

Writing is hard

I need this right now, people, because I'm working on my spn_j2_xmas fic right now and it's hella hard! I'm writing a pairing I don't even ship and for some reason I have all these ideas and it wants to be really long and shit, but I can't actually write any of it. So I need a distraction. I hope to find it here:

There's this meme going around. Below is a list of prompts and you can give me a number along with a pairing of your choice (from any fandom you know you me from, any pairing in that fandom) and I'll write a drabble/ficlet for it.


1. soulmates au
2. childhood best friends au
3. teacher/student au
4. teacher/single parent au
5. one night stand and falling pregnant au
6. meeting at a coffee shop au
7. fake relationship au
8. roommates au
9. meeting online au
10. high school popular kid/nerd au
11. partners in crime au
12. writer and editor au
13. co-stars au
14. lab partners au
15. meeting in the E.R/A&E au
16. brand new neighbours au
17. meeting at a party whilst drunk au
18. waking up with amnesia au
19. parents meeting when they take their kids to class au
20. dysfunctional relationship au
21. best friends sibling au
22. two miserable people meeting at a wedding au
23. meeting on a train ride au
24. literally bumping into each other au
25. librarian/avid reader au
26. sitting on the same park bench au
27. meeting at a support group au
28. knocking on the wrong door au
29. going away to war au
30. tourist/knowledgeable local au
31. prostitute/client au
32. doctor/companion au
33. celebrity/fan au
34. meeting at a masquerade ball au
35. one of them trying to get the other one off of drugs au
36. living in a society where their love is taboo au
37. meeting in prison au
38. cop/person getting a speeding ticket au
39. long distance relationship au
40. exes meeting again after not speaking for years au
41. ghost/living person au
42. star-crossed lovers au
43. falling in love with their best friend’s partner au
44. one of them being diagnosed with a terminal illness au
45. pretending to hate each other au
46. nanny/single parent au
47. meeting at a festival au
48. meeting again at a high school reunion au
49. boss/intern au
50. going through a divorce au

[identity profile] cassiopeia7.livejournal.com 2014-09-26 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
J2 - 38. cop/person getting a speeding ticket au

[identity profile] rockstarpeach.livejournal.com 2014-09-26 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
“Problem, officer?” Jensen asks, winding down his window and cocking his head, smiling widely.

The cop smiles back at him, wide teeth and dimples and smooth, tanned skin and Jensen Junior jumps a little in his pants. Wow, he really hopes this guy is gay, but even if he's not, he's going to play that card. A little bit of flirting has never failed to get him out of trouble, even with the straight ones.

Especially with the straight ones. They're always afraid of their innate attraction and they're quicker to go running in the opposite direction, leaving Jensen ticketless and happy.

“Any idea how fast you were going?” the cop asks and Jensen doesn't miss the way he looks Jensen up and down before he does.

“About as fast as you were when you pulled me over. Sir.”

The cop coughs, swallows. He sticks a finger into his collar and loosens it a little. Jensen smiles wider.

“I clocked you at sixty-five, in a fifty,” he says, blinking over and over as he pulls his ticket pad out of his belt. He hasn't opened it. Jensen's noticed.

Gay, Jensen's pretty sure. Gay and flustered. He can work with that.

“Guilty,” Jensen says, with a smile.

The cop looks at him, confused.

“I'm guilty. I was speeding, officer...”

“Jared Padalecki.”

“Officer Jared. I was speeding, I know that. It's a major city street and an overpass with no sidewalks, so it was a safe place to speed, relatively. So, if you could hurry up and give me my ticket, I could hurry up and ask for your home number.”

Officer Jared takes his pad out from his belt, flips it open and clicks his pen before he blinks, flinches and closes his pad again.

“Wait... what?”

“Ticket? I'm happy to pay it. But please tell me I can at least get your number?”

Jared blinks a few more times before he flips his ticket book shut. He shakes his head and licks his lips, fingers drumming against the pen in his pocket.

“Why don't you let me buy you a drink, officer?” Jensen offers. He doesn't normally do that. Doesn't normally do any of the things he's thinking about doing with officer Jared. Getting out of tickets is a pretty easy gig but God damn if he wouldn't actually tarnish his record for this angel-faced son of a bitch. “There's a bar just around the corner... When are you off duty?”

“You can't fuck your way out of this ticket,” Officer Jared tells him, all stiff shoulders and scowls.

Jensen laughs.

“Wouldn't dream of it. I'll pay my ticket,” he promises and waits for Jared to nod his agreement, write it out and hand it over.

Jensen takes it, folds it, puts it in his pocket. He smiles up at Jared as he nods down the road, cocks his head in the direction of a pretty decent dive bar.

“I won't fuck my way out. I'll fuck you after.”
Edited 2014-09-26 04:54 (UTC)

[identity profile] hafireika.livejournal.com 2014-09-26 08:18 am (UTC)(link)
“I won't fuck my way out. I'll fuck you after.” That is the most perfect thing ever.

[identity profile] cassiopeia7.livejournal.com 2014-09-27 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
Mmmmm, delicious! Love me some flirty J2! And I now have a mental image of long n' lanky Jared in Highway Patrol uniform . . . *drools helplessly*

Thank you, bb!! ♥