not too short for a stormtrooper

A Glimpse in Mirrors, by Pen
Law and Order: SVU, Huang, G.

( He stands in front of the fruit stand, and studies the orange in his hand )

title: the price of all these parts
fandom: law and order: svu
disclaimer: i do not own.
please do not archive

for Sloane. Mostly for her birthday. She wanted "they go undercover and get carried away." Do you know how hard this was? DO YOU?

( omg fic. )

Next up in the 'gifts for sloane' list: A Gotham City/Metropolis crossover. YAYOMGBESTEVER. But it'll be a while.

I know I'm not supposed to be writing fic, but the dissertation is just about to go to my independent reader, so what can I do now but twiddle my thumbs whilst I wait? So in this instance, fic is totally allowed.

So, this is an AU, but I've been told if I substituted other names in there it would read like hilarious original fiction, so you have no excuses for not reading this.

title: A Dame Longer and a Beer Shorter (An Elliot Stabler, P.I. Tale)
fandom: Law & Order: SVU
genre: AU
disclaimer: I do not own
do not archive

This is part of the SVU AU game, which is apparently to get us through the summer hiatus. Who knew? Not I, because it is WINTER HERE, and also I have all the SVU I need on DVD (ie, Season One of JOY). Anyway, Sloane said "ELLIOT STABLER PI, FILM NOIR," and frankly didn't need to say anything else because it is FILM NOIR GOLD.

Imagine this is all in black and white.

( The name's Elliot Stabler. I'm a dick. That's slang for P.I., although my ex-wife would say differently. And this is a story about people. )

title: world without end
author: bantha_fodder
disclaimer: i do not own
fandom: the pretender / law and order: svu
please do not archive. not that you'd want to.
warning: omg unbetaed. also, this makes no sense (not that you're surprised)

summary: the similarities are superficial at best.

for those bitches, sloane and cgb. written whilst the internets were down at work today.

08/03/2005

( Cragen continues with a glare at Elliot and Olivia, as if he knows what they're doing. )

Yesterday I said (over here)Reply to this post using an icon in a fandom you know I write for, and I'll write a ficlet based on it for you.

So I present some drabbles.

icon ( safety rule number one - 100 words for ely709 [bsg. kara] )

icon ( never gets easy - 100 words for ilanabean42 [bsg. lee] )

icon ( hell bent for leather - 100 words for scribbling_elf [hp. sirius] )

icon ( grown like a lion - 100 words for sajee [hp. ginny] )

icon ( not the disease - 100 words for Sloane [svu. olivia] )

icon ( come out and play - 100 words for dee [potc. jack] )

icon ( Wet Starbuck - 200 words for wildtiger7 [bsg. lee] )

I'm kind of glad nobody used a Captain Commando icon.

Olivia scribbles on the notepad in front of her. Elliot peers across the desk, but the words she writes are illegible. He hopes she does not expect him to decipher them. She taps her pen on the edge of the paper, and fine inkblots spray out of the nib, but she does not notice, so intent is she on her words. Elliot doubts she really sees them.

He reaches across and swipes the last cream donut, and she notices that.

"Hey!" she says. "That's mine!"

"Olivia, I'm just looking out for you." He grins and takes a bite of the donut. He continues, mouth full: "you've had two already this morning. You need to watch your weight, you know."

She throws her pen at him.

Any retort she may have made is drowned out by Munch and Fin entering the squad room.

"You, my friend, are a moron," announces Munch.