Fringe Secret Santa 2011!
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fringe_kinkmemeIn a festive mood for Fringe? For a gift exchange of fiction, art including icons, or vids?
Then you're about to enter the right universe:
1.
To SIGN UP, all you need to do is add a comment to this very post containing your request.
Sign-ups arebetween now and 1 Novemberclosed now. All the requests will be jumbled up and sent back out by 6 November.
2.
RESPONSES to gift requests are to be posted between 16 and 23 December --
ideally anonymously (with your reveal after Christmas, i.e. after 25 December, in your own fanspace). Two ways to do this:
a) Add your response as an anon comment to the request you've been matched up with. (For fic, that allows for roughly 3,000 words in one comment, multiples of course encouraged. Vids & art are trickier, but only a bit.)
b) Jot down the link to the actual response in a blog, on the AO3 (pseudonyms option suggested), or any other platform. (If you need an invite code for the AO3, tell us, and you'll have it in no time.)
If anon doesn't work for you -- no dummy accounts possible, or your working hours look a lot like Olivia's -- that's fine; post the link to your own fanspace with the response. Just, don't tell Alt!Astrid.
3.
Please don't sign up if you believe you'll be unable to complete a request given to you.
If you realise you can't make it, please tell us as early as possible, and we will try to organise a pinch hitter so that your recipient isn't left without a gift at the end of the fest.
4.
Now!
To join the exchange, post a request with the following information:
Happy holidays! And thanks to the ever-excellent mods over atsga_santa, from whom the template for this text is snagged with permission.
Feel free to snag this Fringe Secret Santa icon. More yet to come...
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Then you're about to enter the right universe:
1.
To SIGN UP, all you need to do is add a comment to this very post containing your request.
Sign-ups are
2.
RESPONSES to gift requests are to be posted between 16 and 23 December --
ideally anonymously (with your reveal after Christmas, i.e. after 25 December, in your own fanspace). Two ways to do this:
a) Add your response as an anon comment to the request you've been matched up with. (For fic, that allows for roughly 3,000 words in one comment, multiples of course encouraged. Vids & art are trickier, but only a bit.)
b) Jot down the link to the actual response in a blog, on the AO3 (pseudonyms option suggested), or any other platform. (If you need an invite code for the AO3, tell us, and you'll have it in no time.)
If anon doesn't work for you -- no dummy accounts possible, or your working hours look a lot like Olivia's -- that's fine; post the link to your own fanspace with the response. Just, don't tell Alt!Astrid.
3.
Please don't sign up if you believe you'll be unable to complete a request given to you.
If you realise you can't make it, please tell us as early as possible, and we will try to organise a pinch hitter so that your recipient isn't left without a gift at the end of the fest.
4.
Now!
To join the exchange, post a request with the following information:
Blog: [DW handle] OR [LJ handle] OR [AO3 account] OR [ff.net handle] OR [...]The Fringe Secret Santa is open to fanfic, fanart including icons, and fanvids; on the fic side everything goes -- all we ask for is a minimum wordcount of 750, that kinks are tagged and warnings included.
E-mail: Should of course be working.
Things I'd like: Please request at least three things here...but ultimately feel free to add as many things as you'd like at this point. Doesn't mean you'll get them all, but there's no harm in asking, and it ensures you get a great Secret Santa match. If you'd like a specific pairing or character, then speak now or forever hold thy peace. Don't forget to ask for icons or vids too -- we all know the likelihood is low in a small fandom such as this one, but hey. Worth a shot!
Things I wouldn't like: If there's anything you wouldn't like to receive (pairing in a fic, French electropop for your vid, bright-green textures in your icons) then here's the place to mention it. Without character-, pairing-, or kink-bashing, of course.
What I can do: Are you great at a certain genre (gen, het, slash)? Are you the specialist for writing specific character/s or pairing/s? One of the excellent Fringe vidders out there, or an icon-maker with aspirations? One of the folks on tumblr who brighten every Fringe fan's day? As ever, specifics are great so your match brings you tears of happiness instead of, you know, the opposite.
What I can't do: If there's anything you feel you can't do, then please say so here. Same disclaimer as above applies.
Pinch hitter?: In the event of someone not being able to complete their gift are you willing to be stand-in writer, artist, or vidder?
Happy holidays! And thanks to the ever-excellent mods over at
sga_santa, from whom the template for this text is snagged with permission.Feel free to snag this Fringe Secret Santa icon. More yet to come...
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Mistletoe (Olivia/Peter)
Date: 2011-12-24 12:57 am (UTC)(set roughly early series)
“T’was the night before Christmas, and all through the lab, all the creatures are stirring. It’s really quite mad.”
“Nice Walter.” Peter plucked a piece of tinsel off his shoulder. “Isn’t this getting a little out of hand?”
“Nonsense, Son,” Walter answered, tottering at the top of a step ladder. “Nineteen years at St. Claire’s. I have some catching up to do.”
Peter really couldn’t argue that; it’d been a long time since he’d celebrated the holidays himself. But, he did have his limits, and helping Walter hang twelve hundred blinking red and green LED lights was pushing them.
“Is Agent Dunham going to be back soon?” Walter leaned over to ask. The ladder started to the totter and Peter lunged to steady it.
“That’s what she said when she called.”
Walter grinned. “Excellent.”
“Walter. What’s going on?”
“Did you pick up the rum?” Walter tried to divert him. “Can’t have eggnog without the rum. Do you think Olivia will join us for eggnog?”
“If you have rum, I think there’s a pretty good chance of that.” Walter gave him a look. The one that he saved for when he thought Peter was purposely being dense. “Fine. Yes. I think there’s a chance Olivia will stay for a drink,” Peter answered to placate him.
Walter hummed a few bars of a carol that Peter vaguely remembered his mother singing once upon a time. Peter plugged the last string of lights into the power bar and froze, waiting for something to short out. When nothing happened, he muttered a short prayer of thanks. There was a scraping sound behind him, and he turned to see Walter dragging the step ladder over to the top of the stairs. It was a disaster waiting to happen.
“Walter!”
“Son, give me a hand here. I want maximum coverage. Olivia will be here soon.”
Peter made a grab for the back of his lab coat, but Walter was too fast. “Walter, what’s going on here?”
“Christmas,” Walter answered. The corners of his mouth twitched, slightly, just enough that Peter knew Walter was up to something. He caught the way Walter’s eyes dart up to the archway above the steps and that’s when he saw it.
“It” being the largest sprig of mistletoe Peter had ever seen. He sighed.
“Really Walter? Olivia’s not going to fall for that.”
“Fall for what?” Of course that would be the exact moment Olivia would walk through the door. She stopped beside Peter and looked up where he was staring.
Peter wanted to ask if it suddenly felt a little warm in the lab (twelve hundred lights must generate a bit of heat, right?), but just settle for clearing his throat.
“Olivia,” Walter greeted her from the step ladder. “We were just talking about you.”
Olivia bit back a smile that made Peter’s stomach flip-flop. “Apparently,” she said. “Is that mistletoe Walter?”
“It is. Sharp eyes you have my dear.” Walter was practically vibrating.
“It’s kind of hard to miss,” Peter said.
“It’s also hard to miss that you are standing under it,” Walter added. “Right next to Agent Dunham. Come on, Son,” he stage-whispered. “Don’t leave a pretty girl just standing there.”
And that’s when Olivia blushed. Peter wanted to bang his head against the wall. Walter was setting them up, once again. An awkward silence followed.
It was broken by the sharp tap of heels on the concrete floor.
“Walter, the first batch is done, but I don’t think--“ Astrid trailed off mid-sentence while she took in the scene in front of her. Peter wished he could disappear. Or at least change his last name and absolve any relationship with his father.
“Oh for crying out loud.” Astrid dropped the sheet of cookies she was carrying onto the lab bench, rolled her eyes, and strode across the lab to where they were all standing. She placed her hands on Olivia’s cheeks, planted her lips on Olivia’s, and kissed her, fully. Deeply. Olivia brought her own hand up to Astrid’s shoulder and pulled her closer, deepening the kiss.
Peter reminded himself to pick his jaw up off the floor. Beside him, Walter let out a grunt and something that sounded a bit like “That’s not how it was supposed to work.”
Finally, Astrid broke the kiss, letting her fingers linger on Olivia’s cheek, and turned to Walter. “You are needed in the kitchen. Your cookies are burning.” She turned and strode back across the lab, snagging her cookie pan on the way past. Concerned for his shortbread, Walter followed.
Peter looked back at Olivia, saw her staring back, and took a step forward. “Listen, about Walter,” he started to apologize, but she stopped him with her, pressing her index finger to his lips. She looked up, and Peter followed her gaze.
The mistletoe bush still hung there, above them.
Olivia grabbed the front of his shirt in her fist and pulled him to her, until they were standing there, nearly touching. Her lips were still pink and swollen, and Peter felt his breath catch. She tightened her grip and held him close. And smiled.
“Merry Christmas?” she whispered and leaned in.
Yes, Peter thought when they broke for air, it definitely was.
Re: Mistletoe (Olivia/Peter)
Date: 2011-12-24 04:31 am (UTC)This had me laughing out loud. I may or may not have clapped. :D Fantastic job, and thank you (and the original prompter!) so much for sharing it with me. It's definitely helped cure my Christmas Eve baking stress. I can't wait until authors are revealed so I can thank you again properly.
Merry Christmas!
Re: Mistletoe (Olivia/Peter)
Date: 2011-12-25 01:15 am (UTC)(But I so agree this is a wonderful story. <3)
Re: Mistletoe (Olivia/Peter)
Date: 2011-12-25 11:19 pm (UTC)(And yes, it's fantastic. :D)
Re: Mistletoe (Olivia/Peter)
Date: 2011-12-24 05:38 am (UTC)