Ruth Sadelle Alderson

Happy Halloween! Welcome to the seventh annual edition of virtual trick-or-treating.



Knock or ring the bell by leaving me a comment, and I'll reply with a treat of some sort. It might be a fic snippet, a picture, a song, or something else I come up with in the moment. My intention is to post all treats before I go to bed on Halloween. Lurkers and anonymous trick-or-treaters are welcome! (But if you're posting anonymously or with an LJ account that is completely friends-locked and you want a treat specific to your interests, let me know something about why you know me.)

(Not my actual door. Photo by Flickr user Heather Cowper, used under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial 2.0 Generic license.)

Happy Halloween! Welcome to the fourth annual edition of virtual trick-or-treating.



Knock or ring the bell by leaving me a comment, and I'll reply with a treat of some sort. It might be a fic snippet, a picture, a song, or something else I come up with in the moment. (I will be offering treats until nine PM Pacific Time, but if I don't get to it by then, I'll leave you a treat tomorrow morning.)

(Not my actual door. Photo by Flickr user jeremympiehler, used under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 2.0 Generic license.)

Summary: Molly stops smiling politely at her. She turns her back and sits down on the coffee table in front of Sherlock. "What do you need?" After a moment of looking at his face, she amends the question. "What do you need that I can give you?"

Disclaimer: Not mine, no money being made.

Notes: Spoilers for "The Reichenbach Fall."

Story on AO3


( We'll See )

Disclaimer: Not mine, no money being made.

Summary: Mia leaves while they're out. She puts the letters she wrote where Dom and Brian will see them, hitches Nico higher on her hip, and leaves her car in the airport parking lot with no intention of ever coming back.

Notes: Written for eternalscribe as part of Yuletide Madness 2011.


( Adrenaline Junkies )

Disclaimer: Not mine, not making any money.
Summary: Harvey works out who made it possible for Jessica to renegotiate Cameron's deal.
Warning: Unspecified but alluded to past nefariousness visited upon Donna. Since we never saw what was in the file, I decided I could be equally vague.
Notes: This is an episode tag to 1x11, "Rules of the Game," and might not make sense if you haven't seen it. It will most likely be rendered entirely non-canon compliant by future episodes. This is also part of my weekend of allowing myself to just play, so it is a snippet, not an entire story.


( Fixing It )

My original plot bunny was this: H50/Leverage. Steve and Eliot know each other. Danny has heard of Parker. Chin is not snowed by Sophie. Kono and Hardison geek out together, but she doesn't get too close because she gets there's something between him and Parker. And poor Nate is like, "Hey, this is my team."

I would still very much like someone to write that version, complete with case and humor, but instead of being the person to write it, I wrote nine hundred words of competency porn.

Spoiler Warning: Spoilers for the H50 season one finale, including probably incorrect/disagreed upon by others projections about the future stemming from it. No Leverage spoilers.


( Not A Real Thing )

Happy Halloween! Have some wingfic.

The story behind this is that some friends who will remain nameless because some of them are still in the JoBros closet were watching JONAS and talking about wingfic, and they decided to assign wingfic to each of them. The two of us who live far away heard about it later, and they said, "You get Macy and Stella. Or Nicole and Chelsea." I had no intention of doing so, but then I kept thinking about it on my walk yesterday morning.


( Flight Plan )

I've been haphazardly rewatching Friday Night Lights this week. (It goes a lot faster the second time around because I can skip parts that are less interesting to me.) Anyway, I watched the Bo episodes yesterday or the day before, and wanted a timestamp kind of thing.

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( All The Leaving They Did )

I told you I'd take requests, so of course I got up this morning and wrote something completely different.

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( Jo )

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( Sam )