Word Count: 532
Prompt: Mal is staring morosely at an empty, and cracked, tea cup. The cup is finer than their usual ware. It's late in the black
Pairing: Mal/Inara, but of course ;)
Author’s Note: Written for my dearest charlie_bz, who is laid up sick over the holidays and so, of course, deserves fic written for her!
( History of an Object )
Word Count: 1120
Summary: Pre-Series. Five little vignettes following Mal through the Unification War.
Author’s Note: Prompt fic written for the wonderful gilliebeans, who prompted me with the line “The wait is over.” I didn’t get one clear vision from the prompt, but all these little ideas that came to my head, so I put them all together. Thanks darlin’, I hope you enjoy!
( Five Years War )
Word Count: 1075
Summary: Mal has to find a new way to deal with his least favourite day a few weeks after Miranda. Post BDM.
Author’s Note: Written for isha_libran’s prompt: a tipsy truthful Mal who forgets everything the morning after but it didn’t really work its way into the fic at all I’m afraid. But I’m quite happy with what did come, so I’m going with it. Maybe some day I’ll try and redo the prompt. Or, you know, you could give me another ;)
I used a bit of a different style on this one, one I’ve used a few times before and was reminded of while reading ‘The Killer Angels’. I like it. I’m curious to know what you all think of the title? The words just came to me, like someone else was speaking them, and they stuck.
I also just discovered that Unification Day falls on Mal’s birthday, September 20th. Is there nothing the ‘Verse won’t take from this man? ;)
( The Close Shore, At the End, Untenable )
Word Count: 4067
Summary: Mal checks out the mining settlement on Callas, and he and Inara finally take their walk.
Author's Note: Took a while to wrangle this one. There’s reams of words I wrote that never made it into this, arguments and alternate versions that threatened to derail them, but I think, I hope, it’s the right way now ;) Thanks always to my Hearts of Gold for their advice and hand holding :)
( All the Difference )
Word Count: Approx. 4875
Spoilers: Takes place post Serenity. Does not follow the comic canon.
Summary:Mal and Inara work on getting over the new awkwardness between them and Zoe teases Mal a bit.
Author's Note: So, here it is, some six years - yes I know, six years - after the last part. In truth, wasn’t sure I was ever going to be able to come back to this fic, but I’ve been bit by the firefly bug (heh, see what I did there) once again, and found the words came pouring out, so here’s another installment, and there’s even another almost fully written to follow in a short while :) Thanks go to my dearest terimaru, who, as always, encouraged me as I worked through writing this. You are the best, darlin’. To those of you who read, thanks for taking the time after all these years. I surely do appreciate it, and I hope you enjoy.
( The One Less Traveled By )
Started working on another part of The Slower Path... the pictures and the words keep coming, so I'm gonna keep writing 'em down.
Feels pretty awesome, even if there's like, maybe a half dozen people out there still reading. But I'm enjoying it, so that's what matters :)
Written for Round 4 Challenge 3 of big_damn_quests as Zoe
Word Count: 105
Do you believe in true love? Have you ever felt it?
Believe in it? I lived it. Can’t say for sure I’d still be standing here if it weren’t for it.
I think all love is true, really. Love isn’t false, it’s only people that are. That’s not to say it doesn’t hurt, or there ain’t pain. Love’s the biggest kind of hurt there is. Without love there’s no loss, and we’ve known a lot of loss. Means we’ve known plenty of love, too.
It’s hard, loving and losing. Don’t think there’s anything harder. But that’s part of what makes it all worthwhile, worth fighting for.
Never regretted loving and I ain’t about to start now.
Written for Round 4 Challenge 2 of big_damn_quests as Zoe
Word Count: 103
Do you have faith in a higher power that guides your life? Fate, Karma, God, anything?
Faith in a higher power? That was always Mal's thing, the Captain, back in the war.
Back before the surrender.
That day broke him. But before then, oh yeah, he was full of holy piss and vinegar. Kept us going through the worst of it, his faith that we would win, that our cause was just and God would see to it. Almost made you believe too, he was so fervent about it.
Never did put too much stock in the higher powers myself though. Just didn't seem likely, in the face of it all. Mal though; always had faith in the Captain.
Written for Round 4 Challenge 1 of big_damn_quests as Zoe
Word Count: 202
How did you survive the toughest battle of your life?
It was Wash.
And it wasn't a gun fight, or any battle in the war, though some of those were damn tough.
Toughest battle I ever survived was learning to put it behind me, and to love again. Healin'. That's what he gave me, a chance to heal, to learn that there was still life worth livin', and that it could be damn fine too, despite all the horror that had come before - maybe even because of it.
Wash let me climb back out of the darkness into the light, let me see that love still existed and that I could still feel it, that I could still have it. Let me find me again.
Wasn't easy. Some are still caught in that place, still lost from themselves, living in the dark, doing penance. Wash gave me a chance at forgiveness, for myself and for the rest of the 'verse too.
Gave me the best damn years of my life.
Second toughest battle was leaving him in that chair. But he'd taught me what I needed to survive, and I have. And now, cause of him, there's someone new to love and learn with.
And I wouldn't trade that love for nothin'.
Word Count: approx. 3761
Summary/Spoilers: Set between Heart of Gold and Objects in Space. OC Character death.
Author's Notes: Well, it has been a long time! I think this mostly came about as a sort of catharsis piece after my grandfather passed away last month. That brought out a lot of emotions, and this kind of explored some of them a bit and turned into a quiet little fic. It just kinda...starts ;) Thanks go to my three wonderful Hearts of Gold, for reading and encouraging me throughout the writing of this: gilliebeans, terimaru, and charlie_bz, you ladies are da best!
( The Mood That Passes Through )
I've always thought that this song was particularly well matched to Mal, and if I were one of those people who put together fan vids to music, I would totally do a Mal/Inara video for this song. I saw that someone made one with Serenity scenes, but I didn't care for it. Very few of the scenes they chose actually worked with the lines in the song, IMO. Too bad, 'cause I'd like to see a nice shippy video set to it. ETA: What am I saying? More like, nice *angsty* shippy video set to it ;) Maybe I'll have to write an *angsty* shippy fic based on it sometime instead.
Click the title to open the song in Spotify and have a listen.( "Behind Blue Eyes" )
Spoilers: Set post BDM.
Author's Note:Woah! I seem to have drabbled, or something. Written for the Firefly Friday Challeng #001 - Childhood, though I cheated a bit and it's really more Children. Something actually came to me though, so, I ain't complaining. Just seein' if I can still actually write something here :)
( Sacrifices )
Every year, my whole family gets together sometime before Christmas day. We gather in the family room, with the tree glowing in the corner, order some Chinese food, and watch A Christmas Story. It doesn't matter that we all know all the words, or that we've all seen it dozens of times before - in fact, it makes it even better. We all laugh at 'Mommie's little piggy' and the pink bunny suit, at the furnace fighting and the traumatic Santa episode. Together. It's not just our Christmas movie, it's part of the family.
( Images behind the cut )