02 June 2010 @ 12:37 pm
Clan Mitchell Not-A-Kinkmeme  
Because I am starting to, very tentatively, get my writing mojo back, and because everything I am writing is eight thousand billion million words long, and because we were talking about running a Clan Mitchell thing-a-thon a while back and then we all kind of wandered off ooh shiny, I thought it might be cool to do a Clan Mitchell not-a-kinkmeme. (By which I mean, the prompts and responses can be porn or not-porn based on individual preference.)

The way it works is nice and simple:

-- Leave a prompt. It can be simple or detailed; it can specify characters or not. (The only thing that [personal profile] ivorygates and I ask is that there be nothing with things we're actively working on for others to write, so no Gedulah or any of IG's active storylines. Sidestories from Roll With It are cool by me, but not anything more future than what's been written so far; Gedulah's out, since there's a lot more canon than what people have seen.) One prompt per comment; multiple comments are fine!

-- Browse around the prompts, and if one strikes your fancy, fill it. (Both prompts and fills can be anonymous or logged-in. There can be more than one fill for a prompt. In fact, the more the merrier!)

-- Repeat until we all get bored.

Prompts should revolve around the Clan in some way, whether being Cam or Cammie's version. If you've got a specific 'verse in mind (Broken Wings/Howling/Roll With It, "mainline" Cammieverse, Mezzanine), include that in the prompt. If it's "any Mitchell-containing universe", you don't need to specify.

Prompts and fills with OpenID are welcome, and if somebody who's not mostly avoiding LJ wants to post a link in [livejournal.com profile] clanmitchell please feel free :)
 
 
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Lis: [story] Morning after the night before[personal profile] staranise on June 5th, 2010 06:28 am (UTC)
Seekrit Mitchells
"No," McCoy said flatly. "No. I am not, Jim. You wanna, you go, but I am staying right here. By myself. I don't need anybody holding my hand."

"You are no fun, McCoy. Tonight we're gonna go out, see the sights--"

"I can find the library. I can find my classes. I can even find this great little noodle place not too far from here, because it's in the cadet manual. I pickled my liver in med school and I don't need public encouragement to keep feeding the formaldehyde into my system."

The door shushed open and McCoy said, "No."

"Come on, cousin," Spencer wheedled from the door. "It's your first week here."

"I'm not your cousin," the doctor corrected him. "And my grandma ran screaming from you hillbillies for a reason and I am not about to go questioning the most sensible person I ever knew."

Spencer favoured the back of McCoy's head with a mild expression which was frightening for its lack of offense, but no laser rays appeared. "Third cousin," he said mildly, then glanced up at Jim. "Coming, Kirk?"

Which was really the fortuitous part of the arrangement. Freshman cadets at Starfleet were given fourth-year sponsors in their career track to show them the ropes and guide them around campus, and introduce them to wider San Francisco; but Jim's Command-track guide had been a somewhat retiring lesbian specializing in close-orbit combat procedures who returned to the library carrel with her name on it as soon as Jim's campus tour was done, and Bones's had been... a demi-Griffith.

(Because you quite clearly lacked the full Griffith experience with only one of them.)

Jim was quite happy to rescue his roommate and new bosom buddy from the octopodal embrace of is long-lost relatives; they, for their part, seemed willing to leaved Bones alone when it became clear that in Jim they found, not a cousin, but an heir. To begin with, they were imparting their knowledge of San Francisco's drinking establishments and drilling him in Russian--but given that Spencer had already talked three of the senior professors into taking Jim on as a student, he had no doubt he'd hit on just the right people he needed.

"Bones," Jim said, "You can hold down the fort without me, right?"

"I'll be staging an orgy as soon as you leave," Bones said, not looking up from his PADD.

"Oh, with those girls down the hall? Did you get her name?" Bones shook his head, but an expression Spencer covered up made Jim turn on him suspiciously. "You?"

"Nnnnot telling," Spence drew out. "You can't manage that one for yourself, I don't even know what I'm doing with you."
slybrarian: Kirk bridge[personal profile] slybrarian on June 5th, 2010 06:46 am (UTC)
Re: Seekrit Mitchells
Oh, god. It's bad enough that Kirk was canonically best friends with a Mitchell, the thought him and them anywhere near each other is terrifying.
Lis[personal profile] staranise on June 5th, 2010 06:47 am (UTC)
Re: Seekrit Mitchells
Largely, the fact that Kirk and the twins would spend about twenty seconds breathing the same air and then become THE BEST FRIENDS EVAR OMG.
slybrarian: Kirk bridge[personal profile] slybrarian on June 5th, 2010 06:50 am (UTC)
Re: Seekrit Mitchells
I just hope for the sake of the galaxy that Skip and Spence never get anywhere near the galactic barrier....
Cesy: I rock[personal profile] cesy on June 5th, 2010 08:18 am (UTC)
Re: Seekrit Mitchells
You finally wrote it! Yay! *begs for more adventures with them*
myystic[personal profile] myystic on June 5th, 2010 03:36 pm (UTC)
Re: Seekrit Mitchells
And now I want to see more of this verse!
Quin Firefrorefiddle: Stargate: DHD[personal profile] quinfirefrorefiddle on June 5th, 2010 05:12 pm (UTC)
Re: Seekrit Mitchells
Oh YAY! (And now I want more stories about this verse, and McCoy's grandma!)
Lis[personal profile] staranise on June 5th, 2010 07:14 pm (UTC)
Re: Seekrit Mitchells
*finds her notes about this from April*

There were stars in Joanna's eyes when Spencer left the infirmary, and she clutched her PADD with a new fervour that spoke of hours of future reading through the data he'd given her; Bones leaned against the wall and found himself saying, "It would count as inbreeding, Jo."

"Hey," Jim said thickly, from his bed opposite. "Never stopped you people before."
ladyyueh: perfect ten[personal profile] ladyyueh on June 5th, 2010 09:14 pm (UTC)
Re: Seekrit Mitchells
McCoy is one of those rare ones, of course. He has some kind of sense. :-D
sothcweden[personal profile] sothcweden on June 5th, 2010 11:23 pm (UTC)
Re: Seekrit Mitchells
Clearly the Mitchells are going to do much more than inherit the earth in THIS 'verse...