snowdarkred

These are some of the incomplete stories sitting on my computer at the moment. I know where most of them are going, but not all, and I just feel like sharing the openings to a few of them to catch what you think. They're for a number of different fandoms; it's almost embarrassing how many I'm involved in. One day, I shall restrain myself. Maybe.

The fics!

I. Inception
words so far: ~150

 

( Of course, things don't go according to plan. )

 

II. Sherlock (BBC)
words so far: ~200

( When he dreams... )

 

III. Supernatural
words so far: ~10,400

 

( His sister's quiet sniffling is what wakes him. )

 

IV. Star Trek/His Dark Materials
words so far: ~3,300

 

( "No," he said, his lips curling in disgust. )

V. Criminal Minds
words so far: ~1,500

 

( They found the girl three miles outside of town. )

Title: An Assortment of Emotions
Author: snowdarkred 
Word Count: ~200
Paring: Kirk/McCoy
Rating: Ranging from PG to PG-13ish.
Author's Note: Just something I saw somewhere and thought I'd try. Genres include: Angst, AU, Crack, Crossover, First Time, Fluff, Humor, Hurt/Comfort, Smut, and UST.

Summary: Star Trek XI. Ten genres in 20 words each. Kirk/McCoy.

An Assortment of Emotions

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Title: A Slow Dark Road into the Black
Author: snowdarkred
Words: 2269
Rating/Warnings: pg-13, swearing, dark themes
Author's Note: This is for thalassa_ipx , who made me a lovely Kirk/McCoy banner for my inspiration posts on kirk_mccoy. She requested angsty post-Narada fic. Well, here you go. Also, this is the first completed fic that I've done that's actually set in canon and not a crossover or an AU. Yay? Crossposted like crazy.

Summery: But no matter how far they pushed and stretched, their star never appeared before them with the same beautiful burst that it had held before, because now, in the space of a day, the universe had changed—forever.

A Slow Dark Road into the Black

( They floated in the darkness, waiting for their ship to carry them home. She was theirs now, a slow moving light shining against the gasping blankness of it all. They floated in the darkness with their ship, surrounded by shadows, longing for the twinkle of their very own star. Longing for home and sweethearts and lazy Sunday mornings spent in bed. )

Title: The Looking Glass
Author: snowdarkred
Words: 333 about
Pairing/Rating/Warnings: Kirk/McCoy (duh, do I write anything else?), PG, a swear word, general depressing thoughts.
Author's Note: Hi, everyone! I wrote YET ANOTHER Reaper!Bones snippet. This one feels a little different from the others. (Note: The others could probably be taken as a series or whatever, but they weren't written to be that. This one is not in the 'same universe' as the others.) Also, I am actually working on a full length Reaper!Bones fic, but it's got nothing to do with this or the previous snippets.

| Exigent | Waking Up | Lives |

The Looking Glass

 

( He stared at the mirror watching his own hazel eyes stare back at him. )

 

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The usual: Tell me any thoughts, theories, muses, or whatever! I really do want to know!

Title: Exigent
Author: snowdarkred
Pairings: what else? Krik/McCoy
Summery: He watched as Jim's wide eyes met his.
Author's note: Another Reaper!Bones ficlet, because I can't get him out of my head. :D Yay! (Also, I've started on a proper Reaper!Bones fic, but it won't be done for a while. I've got three sentences so far.) Crossposted wherever.

Exigent

 

( He watched as Jim's wide eyes met his. )

 

Title: Lives (lame title is lame)
author: snowdarkred
Rating: PG, for a single occurrence of naughty language and some violence
Words: 1073
Author's Note: Soon I will get reputation for writing crossovers with Bones. This fic contains [deep breath] Lord of the Rings, Hercules, Xena, Pathfinder, The Truth About Demons, and a double dose of Reaper!Bones. (I'm about a fourth of the way done with 003 of Reality Check, btw.) I don't know if I like how this turned out, but you people seem to like my random fic snippets, so here you go.

Lives

( In the very beginning, he was nothing but light; they were nothing but light and silence and order. )

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Summery: Dr. Leonard McCoy has no idea why a band of leather-clad psychos kidnapped him off the street, but he is less than excited to hear what their blond-haired leader has to say about truth, reality, and hard choices.

Verisimilitude


( Doctor Leonard McCoy eyed the boy across from him and wondered what drugs the kid was on. )