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19 September 2014 @ 12:19 pm
The Fic Recognition Meme  
Borrowing this from elrhiarhodan who borrowed this from angelita26


From my Masterlist, find a fic and choose a passage.

Then, post your passage in the comments below, and I will try to guess which fic it's from. If I get it correct, I'll share some information about the story - backstory, character motivation, possible future story ideas or cookies, etc. If I get it wrong, you'll give me a brief A/U prompt and character(s) for a brief ficlet.
 
 
 
elrhiarhodanelrhiarhodan on September 19th, 2014 08:06 pm (UTC)
This one:

As he drew, Neal thought about where they had been just a few short months ago versus where they were now. It still amazed him that throughout all the miscommunication, misunderstandings and errors in judgment, Peter had enough faith in him to give him the benefit of the doubt; to give him the benefit of his body; but most of all, to give him the benefit of his heart.

Mozzie might go on and on about the perfect score; that one final job, but Neal knew he had the biggest treasure lying right in front of him. And he didn’t need to run a con to get it. He had just needed to ask. And Peter gave.

The silence was comfortable as Neal added details to the image. The mussed hair, slightly open mouth, shaded neck with a hint of Peter’s mole.
theatregirl7299theatregirl7299 on September 19th, 2014 11:39 pm (UTC)
Amor Est Maximum Thesaurum

The title means "Love is the Greatest Treasure" and it was written for run_the_con

My prompt for that was "blank piece of paper". I thought "what would Neal do with a blank piece of paper?" Draw of course. But what would he draw? The idea came to show a quiet moment between Neal and Peter. In the series and even in our fics, we tend to show them in constant movement.

Neal's art is never really just for him. Peter is always either chasing after Neal or fixing something. I wanted to highlight a time when Neal was open to his heart (Peter) and Peter was totally relaxed and at rest.

And as you said in your original comment to the fic, we think of Neal as being the beautiful one, but here Neal sees Peter as being the beautiful one and wants to capture that on paper.
elrhiarhodanelrhiarhodan on September 19th, 2014 11:45 pm (UTC)
Thank you - and yes, Peter is a beautiful one, too.

And you know who'd I'd pick if I had my druthers...
a rearranger of the proverbial bookshelfembroiderama on September 19th, 2014 10:39 pm (UTC)
He looked over at his lover and couldn't help but grin. Neal was dressed casually - well, as casually as Neal would allow himself to get – in a soft purple button down and grey linen pants. His only concession to true relaxation was his bare feet, which were currently tucked underneath Peter's thigh.

His hair was mussed where he'd run his hands through it and he was bouncing slightly to the music flowing through his ear buds. He had a pencil behind his ear and his tongue was stuck out slightly as he concentrated on whatever masterpiece he was creating. He looked twelve years old and Peter adored him for it.
theatregirl7299theatregirl7299 on September 20th, 2014 12:00 am (UTC)
Shattered

You know it's bad when you cry after reading your own fic.

This was for Peter Whump Day. (Why we held that I can't remember). I wanted to write something that was not a physical hurt but showed Peter's vulnerability.

The section you picked was important because it shows the wonderful way that Peter and Neal just "are" with each other - which offsets the pain Peter went through in college.

Plus I liked the idea of Neal tucking his feet under Peter's thigh. LOL
a rearranger of the proverbial bookshelfembroiderama on September 20th, 2014 12:01 am (UTC)
♥ I love that too.
sinfulslasher: neal questionsinfulslasher on September 21st, 2014 06:31 pm (UTC)
This was a road he’d never foreseen when he was chasing Neal for all those years. There was no real way to pinpoint when he’d first set foot on that path. He just knew that he was drawn to Neal; a touch of a hand on his shoulder, his brilliant mind, his almost alien physical beauty. Peter couldn’t help but follow Neal’s Siren song, its subtle threads wrapping around him until he couldn’t determine where Peter Burke ended and Neal Caffrey began.
theatregirl7299theatregirl7299 on September 21st, 2014 11:02 pm (UTC)
Quaestio Amoris

Written for run_the_con in response to elrhiarhodan’s prompt “Taking and Unfamiliar Road.”

You would think that Elr's prompt would be easy but it was one of the more difficult ones for me to write. I knew where I wanted the story to end - in fact I wrote the last several paragraphs first - but getting there was not easy. Kind of like the prompt. lol

I've always felt that Peter's love for Neal was a subtle thing, sneaking up on him and I wanted to show the moment when he realized it, and the risk and internal struggle he would go through to find out how Neal felt about him.

Edited at 2014-09-21 11:04 pm (UTC)