03 Jan 2011
by Nikkiin writing Tags: barney, fanfic, gen, helen magnus, humour, james watson, one-shot, sanctuary
Fandom: Sanctuary
Characters: Helen, James, Barney
Genre: Gen, humour
Word Count: ~750
Rating: G
Prompt: First Times
Summary: Exhausted from days of straight research, Helen tries coffee. It goes as well as could be expected.
Notes/Thanks: Thanks must be given to @puffandruffle on twitter for promptly answering my question as to where that scene with Will and Henry (though it was actually Ashley) watching the video with the protégé before Will was. Say what you will about twitter, but it, and hashtags, make for an excellent source of ungoogleable information. Written for the Sanctuary flashfic comm and, as I’m just using this comm as a writing exercise (ostensibly to write the Sanctuary characters I’m not as obsessed over, which I clearly just failed at), this is completely unbeta’d. Feel free to point out anything wrong with it! Other than the lack of proper spacing between the first and second paragraphs – I have no fucking clue what’s up with my blog.
For over a century, Helen Magnus proudly avoided coffee. She was quite derisive of the dark drink too, and was rather vocal about her distaste, initially much to the annoyance of her second protégé. He was quite happily addicted to the swill and, in response to Helen’s unsubtle barbs, his intake had vastly increased. He quickly took pleasure in tormenting his occasionally stuffy boss by going about the Sanctuary with a large coffee mug perpetually in hand and gleefully kept at for more than twenty years. It had led to frequent debate between the two with Helen provoking Barney by stating that the smell of the bitter liquid was enough to give her a headache, and he would quickly reply with a snarky one liner and then the two would be off.
James, long used to their squabbling, simply blocked it out. In two decades he had not heard a new argument from either party and, after unsuccessfully attempting to join in the first time he caught them bickering, he just sighed and carried on. Clearly it was just one of their things and the detective was not one to begrudge Barney for staking that claim on Helen; he and her had an intimidating amount of shared history and quirks as it was. From day one, it had been difficult, if not impossible, for outsiders to squirm their way into The Five’s circle and James was impressed at how deeply Barney had integrated himself into their lives. Especially since it started with something as mundane, and loathed, as coffee.
So the time James and Barney caught Helen in the kitchen with a coffee mug at her lips came as a great surprise to all parties.
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05 Dec 2010
by Nikkiin writing Tags: eleventh hour, fanfic, hood/rachel, humour, jacob hood, one-shot, rachel young, ust
Author: Nikki/aethre
Fandom: Eleventh Hour
Category: Hood/Rachel UST, humour
Word Count: ~2700
Rating: PG
Summary: A simple stop for a late breakfast doesn’t quite go as planned for Hood and Rachel.
“Rachel?” Hood asked, his head propped up on one hand. His voice was soft, just loud enough to be heard over the quiet radio, and his gaze was unfocused as he stared out the window at the passing foliage.
“Hmm?” Rachel replied. The blonde was focused on the car in front of her going fifty-five on the bloody highway and really wasn’t paying too much attention to man her passenger’s seat. She pressed down on the accelerator, inching closer to the old Cavalier and silently cursed the car alongside her blocking the passing lane. While Rachel by no means had a lead foot, she preferred to be going a few miles over the limit, not a couple under.
“Could you take the next right?”
“What? Hood, why?” Rachel groaned, “If you need another pit stop, you can hold it. We’re half an hour from D.C. and I told you not to buy an extra large coffee.”
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28 Feb 2010
by Nikkiin tv, writing Tags: alexis castle, castle, castle/beckett, fanfic, humour, javier esposito, kate beckett, kevin ryan, one-shot, rick castle, romance, roy montgomery
Author: Nikki/aethre
Category: Humour, romance, Castle/Beckett established relationship
Word Count: ~1800
Rating: PG
Summary: Alexis asks Beckett for advice on a possible summer job – modelling. Ryan and Esposito add their two cents and Castle shows up to stir up trouble.
For once, the 12
th Precinct was quiet. The dead heat of summer was pounding on the sidewalks and many of the officers dragging in the latest batch of scumbags had sweat darkening their shirts, but inside the building the A/C was working overtime and the internal temperature floated only a few degrees above room temperature. The comfortable warmth made the usually alert detectives drowsy, including the normally wired Kate Beckett. Even the quantities of caffeine Beckett consumed were not enough to counteract the warmth, late nights and the blessed lack of Castle, a combination that had Kate drowsing at her desk.
In fact, Kate had nearly nodded off entirely when she heard Alexis’ voice. It sounded suspiciously like a cheerful ‘Hi Kate!’ but that couldn’t be right – it was two in the afternoon. Alexis still had class and, barring a family emergency, Alexis would never skip class.
Kate’s eyes snapped open in realisation and her body tensed, ready to act, and she pinned Alexis with a serious stare. “What’s wrong, Alexis?”
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09 Feb 2010
by Nikkiin tv, writing Tags: castle, crack!fic, fanfic, humour, kate beckett, one-shot, rick castle
Title: Fangirl
Fandom: Castle
Genre: Humour/Crack
Characters: Kate Beckett and Rick Castle
Word Count: ~1000
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None. Unless fangirl!Beckett disturbs you.
Spoilers: Inspired by Suicide Squeeze and references to One Man’s Treasure, amoung others.
Summary: Buzzed on wine, high on Castle’s delicious smut scenes, Kate Beckett fires up Word and indulges in her own guilty pleasure.
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It was two am and Katherine Beckett could not sleep. Not an uncommon occurrence – her all nighters spent staring at the murder board, followed by power naps in the break room, (and that time she broke into the Captain’s office and passed out on his much more comfortable couch) were a bit of a legend in the Twelfth Precinct. But it wasn’t murder keeping Beckett awake that night.
No.
It was far more frustrating problem. And it was all Castle’s fault.
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