21 June 2013 @ 10:23 pm
Whitechapel comment!fic  
So, I may or may not be procrastinating whilst attempting to write the next chapter of 37stitches, and what I love to do more than anything else when procrastinating is to read fic! In this instance I'd dearly love to read some Whitechapel fic but there is a depressing lack of the stuff for a fandom with three series and a host of shippable characters under its belt. I think you'll all agree! And so, I bring to you:
WHITECHAPEL COMMENT FIC
[ character or pairing  |  rating you'll read up to  |  prompt of choice ]

prompts can be anything from words, situations, pictures, lyrics, pretty much anything goes!

try to keep it all 'comment' sized though, this is an exercise aimed at generating more 'bite sized fic',
(but if you do get a bit wordy we certainly won't say no!)

So... who's game?!

[ X ] Multiple fills are allowed and even encouraged!

[ X ] [ Chandler/Kent | Any | pocket dialling; as in one of them accidentally calls the other, preferably whilst talking about them (preferably saying good things too! ]
[ Untitled ] by Anonymous

[ X ] [ Chandler/Kent | Any | reading glasses ]
[ Untitled ] by galaxy_song

[ X ] [ Chandler/Kent | Any | Miles is angry with Joe for being insensitive ]

[ X ] [ Chandler/Kent | Any | Kent and a motorbike; Maybe Kent has a motorbike and gets called out to a case on his day off fully kitted out in leather. Chandler's reaction ]
[ Untitled ] by smaragdbird

[ X ] [ Chandler/Miles | Any | AU, Miles is one of their serial killers ]
[ Untitled ] by inthe_flesh13
[ With Eyes Wide Open | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 ] by jadomil

[ X ] [ Mansell/Kent | Any | PASSIONATE MAKEOUTS; GRABBING THE OTHER BY THEIR SHIRTS. PUSHED AGAINST WALLS AND WANTON MOANS AND 'GOD I'VE MISSED YOU' BREATHED AGAINST JAWS PLZ ]

[ X ] [ Chandler/Kent | Any | One of them is caught wearing something of the others at work ]
[ Untitled ] by agirlinherhead

[ X ] [ Chandler/Kent | Any | heatwave; aka, the one where Chandler actually rolls his sleeves at work and Kent may actually die from that never mind the heat) ]
[ Untitled ] by sarcasticmissy

[ X ] [ Chandler/Kent | Any | Kent in a dress ]
[ Untitled ] by phantomreviewer

[ X ] [ Chandler/Kent | Any | Chandlers attempts at flirting! ]

[ X ] [ Chandler/Kent | Any | sharing an umbrella ]
[ Untitled ] by bloody_leather

[ X ] [ Any | Any | discovering Chandler's secret love of rock music ]

[ X ] [ Chandler/Kent I Any I Kent has previous experience with helping a friend with OCD ]

[ X ] [ Chandler/Kent | Any | the first time Chandler sees Kent's scars ]
[ Untitled ] by bloody_leather

[ X ] [ Chandler/Kent | Any | Chandler's reaction the first time he sees Kent's curls untamed ]
[ Untitled ] by galaxy_song

[ X ] [ Chandler/Kent | Any | Miles once told him that sometimes Kent has a little cry in the bogs but this is the first time Joe's actually seen Kent cry ]
[ Untitled ] by agirlinherhead

[ X ] [ Tom/Kent | Any | There are just some witnesses you can't get out of your head ]

[ X ] [ Chandler/Kent | Any | Even Riley's kids think Chandler & Kent should be together ]

[ X ] [ Chandler/Kent | Any | Outside/External (Non-Team) POV ]

[ X ] [ Chandler/Kent | Any | Joe is listening to the Wimbledon scores on the radio in his office ]

[ X ] [ Chandler/Kent | Any | Chandlers attempts at flirting! ]
[ Auto-Correct ] by druscilloskayne

[ X ] [ Any | Any | Marmite ]

[ X ] [ Gen. Mansell, Morgan, Chandler, Kent | Any | Series 3 AUish; Mansell is protective of Kent and is suspicious of Morgan for different reasons. ]

[ X ] [ Chandler/Kent | Any | Chandler and Kent run into each other outside of work (at the market, at the coffee shop, etc.); they attempt to make small talk and awkwardness ensues ]

[ X ] [ Chandler/Miles | --- | First kiss ]

[ X ] [ Chandler/Kent | Any | A case takes the team to an S&M club and Joe notices that Kent is not nearly as uncomfortable as everyone else ]

[ X ] [ Chandler/Any | Any | PICTURE PROMPT (see link): "I'm just gonna go have sex with whom ever is in the men's room" ]

[ X ] [ Chandler/Kent | Any | Joe is injured and 'high' on painkillers ]

[ X ] [ Chandler/Kent | --- | In the club: something along the lines of Chandler going by himself to follow a lead on a case on a weekend and then spotted Kent in a club. Flirting, drinking, dancing and perhaps a one-night-stand ensues? ]

[ X ] [ Gen/possibly Mansell/Kent | Any | tw: suicide; Mansell opens up to Kent about McCormack's death for the first time since the funeral ]

[ X ] [ Chandler/Kent | Any | It's Joe's birthday and Kent had bought him a gift ]

[ X ] [ Any | Any | Karaoke - someone is surprisingly good ]
 
 
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Campaspe: Whitechapel \\ Kent; :Dcs_whitewolf on June 21st, 2013 09:32 pm (UTC)
[ Chandler/Kent | Any | pocket dialling; as in one of them accidentally calls the other, preferably whilst talking about them (preferably saying good things too! ;) )]

Edited at 2013-06-21 09:33 pm (UTC)
(Anonymous) on June 22nd, 2013 04:36 am (UTC)
The attack on Kent had broken a lot of things. And along with self-confidence, it had shattered the screen of his phone. He tried for a few weeks to cling to it, something that irritated the other members of the team until no end. The way he squinted at the screen, had to tilt in a certain way and could only read messages that were less than 50 words long.

Finally, he invested in a new phone when the crutches left. A new gait, a new lease on life, a new phone.

This, however seemed to not be much less annoying than the last.

With it's fancy new touch screen and Kent's inability to remember any sort of password to put on it, he found himself accidentally phoning people constantly.

Joe still felt a tight, aching pain in his chest when he saw Kent's number flash up on the phone. What if he was in trouble His mind raced and he fumbled to pick the phone up quickly. "Hello?"

He was met with silence and for a lurching moment Chandler could have thrown up right there and then. And yet, a female voice broke through.

"Oh, sweet. Don't tell your Auntie you're still stuck on that DI of yours."

Chandler's face screwed up and the unmistakable sounds of Kent's laugh drifted through the speaker held to his ear.

"I'm not stuck on him, I swear I just...." There was a pause and Chandler got the distinct feeling he ought to hang up, and yet.. "He's just... amazing, you know? He's so brilliant, and he tries so hard, even when it all seems useless and..."

"And?"

Another long moment of silence, and Chandler licked his lips.

"I don't know, I guess..." Kent took a breath. "I guess maybe I am still stuck on him."

The woman laughed and said something too gentle for Chandler to hear.

Or, maybe he couldn't hear past the sound of the blood rushing in his ears. Either way, Kent was "stuck on him", and he wasn't all that sure the feelings weren't mutual.
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Campaspe: Whitechapel \\ Chandler; ohgodcs_whitewolf on June 21st, 2013 10:12 pm (UTC)
[ Chandler/Kent | Any | reading glasses ]

Edited at 2013-06-21 10:12 pm (UTC)
galaxy_song: specerbookgalaxy_song on June 23rd, 2013 11:06 pm (UTC)
I was planning some simple smut and then this happened...



Kent squinted at his computer screen, trying to make out the squiggles that were meant to be the phone records of there latest victim. He rubbed at his eyes feeling the beginning of a headache.

It wasn't until this morning he realised he was meant to pick up his replacement contacts four days ago, but with the new case he had forgotten all about it. He had considered phoning in sick before getting angry at him self and grabbing the old glasses case buried in the bottom of a drawer. He had been in work for almost half a hour and still hadn’t gotten the guts to put them on. Old memories of school bullies made his stomach twist in knots, no matter how much he tried remind him self he wasn't a child any more, that these people were his friends.

“Kent, is there anything in the phone records?” Chandler asked from behind him making him jump slightly.

There was nothing he could do but grab his bag and pull out the glasses case and with shaking hands take out the thick black rimmed glasses. As he put them on he saw the look of surprise on Chandler's face before he quickly turned back to the the computer and scanned the now crystal clear records for any familiar phone numbers that could link to the other victim.

“Nothing that I can see Sir,” He told him and snatched the glasses of his face. Chandler was staring at him and then seem to give him self a mental shake.

“OK keep looking.”

Kent watched him walk away and then looked back the blurry screen. He reluctantly put the glasses back on and tried to think of how he could fit the the hour trip to his opticians to pick up his prescription into his lunch break.





That night after a long day Kent was typing up his case report. The had caught there killer after Miles had been able to find out that the link between the two victims had been a repair man they had both hired. He had already picked out his next victim when they had caught him. He had forgotten all about the glasses perched on his nose. Only Mansell had made a few superman jokes and even Kent could tell he wasn't being cruel, just his usual self.

Chandler walked up to his desk giving him a tired smile.

“That can wait till morning Kent, go home.”

“I'm just waiting on it printing Sir.”

Chandler nodded, after a seconds hesitation he asked “I didn't know you wore glasses, are they new?”

It took all of Kent's will power not to pull them off his face.

“No I’ve had them since I was a kid, I just usually ware contacts.

Chandler frowned “I didn't know you could get contacts just for reading?”

“You can if you are willing to pay for them,” He told him feeling a bit self conscious.

“You don't like wearing them?”

Kent gave a small shrug not wanting to admit that it was the memories he associated with them he hated.


From the look on Chandler's face he had figured it out any way. He watched as the older man's hand twitched like he was going to reach out and touch him.

“I like them,” he blurted out “That is I think they suit you.” Chandler said looking a bit embarrassed.

Kent felt a funny sort of flutter in his stomach and tried not to blush

“Thanks.” He said, peering over the rim of the glasses at Chandler who licked his lips and then realised he was staring.

“Well I'll see you in the morning Kent.”

“Good night Sir.” He watched Chandler go back to his office. He took of his glasses and looked down at them thoughtfully. Maybe picking up his contacts could wait a couple of day.

With a small smile he carefully put them in there case and tucked them away in his bag. Remembering the look on Chandler's face he thought maybe wearing his glasses wasn't such a bad thing after all.










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(Anonymous) on June 21st, 2013 10:28 pm (UTC)
[Chandler/Kent | Any | Miles is angry with Joe for being insensitive]
galaxy_song: firemangalaxy_song on June 21st, 2013 10:48 pm (UTC)
[Chandler/Kent | Any | Kent and a motorbike; Maybe Kent has a motorbike and gets called out to a case on his day off fully kitted out in leather. Chandler's reaction:)
smaragdbirdsmaragdbird on June 29th, 2013 05:29 pm (UTC)
A bike came to a halt close to the crime scene. The man on it was clad in leather from head to toe and Chandler was about to demand from the stranger what he was doing here when he took off the helmet and revealed Kent’s mop of curls.

Any and all protest died on Chandler’s lips. While Kent’s suits certainly fitted him just fine the leather was hugging his body like a second skin. His eyes ran up from the boots over Kent’s legs up to his torso. The zipper of his jacket was glinting in the sunlight and suddenly Chandler imagined pulling it down, slowly revealing creamy white skin while the scent of the leather was mixing with Kent’s.

Chandler shook his head to get rid of the image but it was futile as just in that moment Kent ducked under the tape, his leather trousers stretching over his arse as he bowed down. Chandler could easily see how it would be to peel Kent out of those trousers, how flushed his skin would be, his erection straining against the hard material.

Chandler’s thoughts were interrupted by Mansell whistling when he saw Kent and Riley asking, “Can we make that the new dress code?”

Kent blushed up to his roots which made Chandler want to whisper filthy things into his ear just to see if he would get the same reaction.

What he actually needed to get was a grip.

“Sorry, sir”, Suddenly Kent was right in front of him, smelling exactly like Chandler had imagined a few moments ago. “Won’t happen again.”

“No…it’s fine”, Chandler managed to say while his mind conjured up the image of Kent straddling his lap in those clothes.

“All right, enough of the show. We’ve got a killer to catch”, Miles bellowed and Chandler was incredibly grateful for the interruption before his body could betray him.

“Your car doesn’t start. Ask Kent to give you a ride later”, Miles said casually and left Chandler standing there to grill the Forensics team.
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girlofprey: American Gothic Lucas Mattgirlofprey on June 21st, 2013 11:34 pm (UTC)
[Chandler/Miles | Any | AU, Miles is one of their serial killers]
inthe_flesh13inthe_flesh13 on June 30th, 2013 02:41 am (UTC)
[1/2]
(A/N: I'm not really sure if this particular fill is what you had in mind, but the idea came to me and I just rolled with it. It's not based on any case in particular, however there is Chandler/Miles which was a challenge for me, seeing as this is not a ship I'm on board. I'm kind of worried about the characterisation here, but hopefully you get something out of this nonetheless. Also, lengthy and angsty. Here we go!)

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Ray heard Joe sigh beside him, felt him shift the covers as he rolled over to face away towards the wall.

"I can't believe we're having such bad luck," Joe said so quietly that Ray almost missed it. He touched his bare back, perhaps in reassurance, the skin smooth and pleasantly warm beneath his hand. "We're no closer to catching this killer. Just when I think we're getting close, we lose him."

"The killer could be a woman," Ray offered.

"He's definitely a man."

"So what do you think of him, then, sir?"

"Don't call me that, please. Not here." Ray heard the frown in his voice and could see his furrowed brow vividly in his mind's eye. He waited patiently for Joe's response, as always.

"I think he's been killing for years - a decade, maybe two, so a man of a certain age. He's not brutal, at least as far as serial killers go. He doesn't seem to have any medical knowledge, yet he's precise and knows what he's doing exactly. He's learned his craft through practice - years of practice, or observation at the very least. I think... I think he wants to be admired, more than anything else, he doesn't want to be feared."

The older man smiled in the dark. He pressed his fingers gently into Joe's shoulder, earning him a soft appreciative groan. "That's a good assessment."

After a few long moments of silence, Joe turned over to face him. "This is going to sound strange, or even insane but... but it all feels familiar. It feels like I know him. Tell me that's not as strange as it sounds."

"What would you do, if that were true? What would happen if you knew him?"

Ray heard the small intake of breath, the beginning of an answer, but was met with a hesitating silence. He remembered the look on the detective inspector's face as Buchan tried to explain himself after the disastrous night in Mitre Square. There was a dark mixture of disappointment, anger and regret, subdued only by fatigue and feeling like he'd failed by letting Mary Bousfield die. Ray knew how he felt, the whole team did - the operation had been carefully planned out and it would have been a success if it wasn't for Buchan and his antics. That really cemented things then and his general dislike and intolerance turned into pure disdain. He couldn't understand why Joe felt differently, why after everything he was still willing to accept his help and later give him a place in the team.

Ray couldn't understand why he hadn't disposed of Buchan yet. It crossed his mind many times, as often as twice a day, however in the end he decided it wasn't worth it. Buchan was an idiot, got in his way, but he was innocent, really.

"I've never thought about that," Joe finally said. "I don't know many people, not personally. Maybe that's why this is so difficult. I can't imagine myself in that situation, and such a betrayal is unfathomable to me. I'm ill prepared when it comes to anything personal." His voice was low, with all the vulnerability of a confused and lonely child seeping through. Their hands touched and fingers laced together beneath the sheets.

Edited at 2013-06-30 02:44 am (UTC)
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(Anonymous) on June 22nd, 2013 04:39 am (UTC)
[Mansell/Kent | Any | PASSIONATE MAKEOUTS. GRABBING THE OTHER BY THEIR SHIRTS. PUSHED AGAINST WALLS AND WANTON MOANS AND 'GOD I'VE MISSED YOU' BREATHED AGAINST JAWS PLZ]
Campaspecs_whitewolf on June 22nd, 2013 07:31 pm (UTC)
[ Chandler/Kent | Any | One of them is caught wearing something of the others at work ]
agirlinherheadagirlinherhead on June 25th, 2013 10:57 am (UTC)
Mansell and Miles appear engrossed in paperwork, but it doesn't take a detective to realise they're faking, each failing to suppress a smirk as Riley crosses the room with a steaming cup in her hand and a sly smile of her own.

Kent doesn't class it as eavesdropping, When his desk is so close to the DIs office and the door's left open it's hard not to hear what goes on inside, and if he leans back a little on his chair, well that's just for comfort. honest.

"Brought you a coffee Sir" Riley says and Kent can hear the cup being set down on the desk.

"Oh, Thank you"

"It's extra strong, We thought you might need it"

"Oh?"

"Well we thought you might have had a busy night" she says, only slightly suggestively.

"I, ah, What would give you that impression?" There's a familiar sound of shuffling then the uncapping of a lid.

"Oh nothing Sir, You're looking good this morning"

"I...."

"Perky even"

"Thank you?"

"That's a nice suit sir, looks expensive" To anyone else it might sound like flirting but anyone who knows Riley would recognise the teasing tone.

"Well, It is important to make a good impression" He sounds confused now.

"And that's a VERY expensive tie"

"Yes, ah, As a matter of fact it is"

There's a sound from outside the office a little like someone falling off a chair.

"Yeh" Riley replies making her way toward the door "cost us a bloody fortune when we bought it for Kent"





Edited at 2013-06-25 11:07 am (UTC)
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Campaspe: Whitechapel \\ Chandler&Kent; wjhappenedcs_whitewolf on June 22nd, 2013 07:35 pm (UTC)
[ Chandler/Kent | Any | heatwave; aka, the one where Chandler actually rolls his sleeves at work and Kent may actually die from that never mind the heat) ]
You make your statementsarcasticmissy on June 26th, 2013 09:37 pm (UTC)
A/N: Apologies for the massively long run on sentences, it's a habit I can't break!

The heat is stifling, the station windows not designed to let air flow in but instead create this cauldron of sticky warmth that doesn’t dissipate, not even with every fan owned on.

You all make concessions, a tie removed here, a jacket removed there and you strip off your own jacket and tie and try not to be jealous of the women of the office, their ability to still look smart with the least amount of clothing they can put on, their concessions to the heat much easier to make.

You glance up at the DI in his office, a small intake of breath as you see bare skin, buttons undone with a hint of collarbone, sleeves rolled up with glimpses of strong muscles flexing. You look away, all too aware of how your emotions show, not wanting the others to pick up on your fascination.

You dig in at the emails bombarding you, lines of enquiry for cases you can’t even remember and finally you allow yourself another look, a treat for your hard work you tell yourself but when you look up, you’re startled to meet Joe’s eyes, staring back just as hard at you, an intensity you can’t break from until a throat is cleared from behind you, Miles standing there, pointedly looking at you, a knowing face on him.

You flush slightly and get up, mumbling something about the loo, just needing to get away, heading out and then into the bathroom, letting the tap water hit your wrists, cooling your pulse, cooling your head.

You hear the door go behind you eventually, unsure of how long you’ve been hiding away and you look in the mirror, meeting Joes’ eyes once again before glancing down, unsure of what’s going on until you feel Joe behind you and you turn, too close to Joe but unable to move, the sink digging in your back. You raise your face to his, uncertainty and hope warring inside, hope just about winning when Joe leans down, asks you quietly if this is ok and then kisses you, lips chastely on yours, a sweet touch but all the more powerful for it. Joe backs off slightly, his breath warming your already flushed face and you just smile at him, happy, more so when you receive an answering, relieved smile back.
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agirlinherheadagirlinherhead on June 25th, 2013 11:04 am (UTC)
[Chandler/Kent | Any | Kent in a dress]

Edited at 2013-06-25 11:05 am (UTC)
phantomreviewer: Les Miserablesphantomreviewer on June 25th, 2013 05:53 pm (UTC)
(Playing around in my "Always Been A Ladies Man" universe.)

This time it's green and hangs below his knees. Chandler's eyes keep being dragged towards the swish of the material, the silk almost caressing Kent's calves as he spins. Kent is dancing, being twirled by one of the other officers who paid an extortionate amount of money prior to the Charity Gala to take the young Constable on a date. With all proceeds from the auction going to charity.

But it was only when Chandler had arrived at the venue, with the bowtie tied under his chin like a noose, that he realised quite why the price had been as high as it had been.

Kent is dancing. Not elegantly, not to the extent that anyone could look at him and see anything but a man in a dress, but he is dancing and laughing with green silk swimming around him. He's not wearing a wig, and his black curls have been brushed out only slightly.

He looks more like himself than Chandler can ever recall the younger man looking before.

He accepts the glass of wine that is offered to him before he can think to refuse.

Kent has the shiny black leather shoes that he was wearing at his desk on, slightly scuffed from where he had knocked them against the chair leg. But between his work shoes and his dress are a pair of opaque tights.

He must have got changed in the men's lavatories at work.

Kent's evidently not shaved in a few days, and the stubble contrasts to Kent's soft features and to the, oh my is that eye shadow?, splash of green around his eyes.

Chandler has finished his drink before he can even remember starting it, and he finds it odd that no one addresses him as he crosses the floor. There are plenty of people that he should be conversing with here, and he can speak to his team at any point.

This doesn't stop him reaching out and tapping the bare shoulder of his youngest constable.

"Excuse me, may I have this dance?"

Kent's shy grin is infectious.
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agirlinherheadagirlinherhead on June 27th, 2013 07:38 pm (UTC)
[Chandler/Kent |Any| Chandlers attempts at flirting!]
druscilloskaynedruscilloskayne on July 4th, 2013 12:07 pm (UTC)
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Campaspecs_whitewolf on June 27th, 2013 08:35 pm (UTC)
[ Chandler/Kent | Any | sharing an umbrella ]
bloody_leatherbloody_leather on June 30th, 2013 08:58 pm (UTC)
The two men stood in the open doorway just far enough back that they were protected from the torrential downpouring of rain but not quite far enough that their trousers escaped the knees down drenching as the heavy raindrops exploded on the ground. D.I. Chandler extended his arm and opened his umbrella.

"Count of three?" He said, looking at his young D.C.

"Count of three." Kent agreed with a nod.

Joe took a deep breath.

"One, two, three."

Huddled together under the thankfully oversized brolly they made a mad dash for the car. Ever the gentleman, Joe walked round to the passenger side and opened the door, making sure to keep the brolly in place while Kent got in before making his way back to the driver side and getting in himself.

"Thank you Sir.". Kent said, smiling as the older man shook out the brolly and reached over to lay it on the back seat. "This mop.". He pointed towards his hair. "Tends to take on a life of it's own when it gets wet. I end up looking like I've just got out of bed."

The corners of Joe's mouth curled up into a rare smile.

"I think I'd like to see that." He replied.

Kent had to suppress a chuckle at that. The D.I. clearly had no idea he'd just expressed a desire to see him when he'd just woken up. Of course he knew he hadn't meant it the way it had sounded and he couldn't resist teasing him just a bit.

"Sir!" He said in mock indignation. "I really don't think you should be saying things like that."

Joe frowned hard at him, confusion written all over his face, then Em saw the light switch on and had to bite his lip to keep from laughing out loud as his boss blushed from his shirt collar to the roots of his hair. Even the backs of hands had coloured red as they rested on the steering wheel.

"Oh God. No. I didn't... I wouldn't... I'm so sorry, that's not what I meant, I... Oh God." The older man babbled nervously.

At last Kent took pity on him and let out the laugh he'd been holding in.

"It's okay Sir.". He managed to say inbetween gasps and giggles. "I know what you meant, I just... You should've seen the look on your face."

Joe was so relieved that he wouldn't be facing a charge of sexual harassment that he couldn't even think of admonishing the younger man, not even when he gave another small snort of laughter and a tear rolled down his cheek.
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Campaspecs_whitewolf on June 27th, 2013 08:38 pm (UTC)
[ Any | Any | discovering Chandler's secret love of rock music ]

Edited at 2013-06-27 08:38 pm (UTC)
blazeorfadeblazeorfade on June 28th, 2013 06:14 am (UTC)
[Chandler/Kent I Any I Kent has previous experience with helping a friend with OCD]
yorkshirewench: [My Mad Fat Diary] Rae mascarayorkshirewench on June 28th, 2013 07:18 am (UTC)
[ Chandler/Kent | Any | the first time Chandler sees Kent's scars ]
bloody_leatherbloody_leather on June 28th, 2013 11:01 am (UTC)
They always make love in the dark.

Joe understands that Emerson is still very self conscious about his scars. He’s afraid that if he lets Joe see them, Joe who likes everything in his life to be neat and tidy and perfect, he won’t want him anymore but nothing could be further from the truth. It’s taken him a long time to realise it, and even longer to admit it, but Joe is hopelessly in love with his curly haired angel and nothing could ever make him see the younger man as anything less than perfect.

“Not tonight.” He says softly, spooning against his back and reaching for Emerson’s hand to still it before he can turn of the light. “I want to see you.”

Em has always know this day would come and he’s been secretly dreading it ever since he and Joe first got together.

“I’m sorry Joe.” He murmurs. “I don’t think… I’m not ready for that.”

Joe places a light kiss on his shoulder and whispers.

“Please. Please.” It occurs to him to feel guilty because Emerson’s never been able to refuse him anything when he pleads in that tone of voice and he knows it, but he shakes off the feeling because he needs this, and though he probably doesn’t know it yet, Emerson needs this too.

He feels the young man tense in his arms.

“It’s not a very pretty sight.” He says sadly.

“You let me be the judge of that.” He presses another, feather-light kiss against his lover’s shoulder and whispers again. “Please.” Emerson lets out a deep, ragged breath and nods his head mutely. “Thank you.” Joe says. He knows how difficult this must be for him.

Em lets Joe roll him onto his stomach, his whole body going rigid with fear as he feels the other man hook his thumbs under the waistband of his pyjama bottoms. He buries his face in the pillow to muffle the sound of his rapid, panicked breathing as they’re slowly tugged down over his hips. He hears a sharp intake of breath and he wants to cry but instead of the rejection he’s expecting, he hears Joe’s voice telling him he’s beautiful.

“I’m not…”

“Yes you are. So very beautiful.” In that moment, Joe thinks Emerson has never looked more beautiful, open and trusting in spite of his fears. His scars proving that he is strong, he is a survivor, and he is still here, because Joe can never forget that it could have been so much worse, he could have lost Emerson before he’d even had the chance to know him, to love him.

Joe’s fingers flutter gently over the vivid red stripes that now decorate his rear without even a hint of hesitation or disgust and slowly Em begins to relax into the touch.

“You’re beautiful.” The older man says once more. Em still isn’t convinced. He doesn’t think he’ll ever believe he’s beautiful, but finally he can believe that Joe thinks he is, and that’s more than enough.
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bloody_leatherbloody_leather on June 28th, 2013 09:04 am (UTC)
[Chandler/Kent|Any|Chandler's reaction the first time he sees Kent's curls untamed]
galaxy_song: tentgalaxy_song on July 2nd, 2013 01:42 am (UTC)
Chandler looked around the empty office looking for any clue were the rest of the team could be. He had tried calling Miles but it was going straight to voice mail. He had been off sick for more than two weeks after collapsing at a crime scene and had been on forced bed rest. His chest still ached from coughing so much but he had finally been cleared for work.


Chandler finally found a scribbled address on Miles' desk and quickly headed for his car. When he saw the cordon he knew he had at least found the right address. He quickly found a place to park and showed his ID to the the PC.

He spotted Miles suited up in a white suit and stopped in surprise at how exhausted the other man looked. He watched as a man in a grey hoody walked over to Miles. Chandler was just close enough to hear what they were saying.

“Kent good your here. Sorry for phoning you, I know it was your turn to take a nap but we have an other body.”

“It's OK Sarg, what do you need me to do?” Kent asked pulling down his hood.

Chandler's jaw dropped when he saw the mop of black curls that spilled in every direction, his eyes flickered to each curl. He had the strangest instinct to run his hands through those curls, try and tame them or push them out of Kent's face. He was so used to seeing Kent all neat and tidy it was a bit of a shock to see those wild curls being blown about by the wind.

He had been so busy thinking how Kent's hair would feel if he ran his fingers through them he didn't even see Mansell at his side until he spoke.

“Boss, good to see you back.”

Chandler jumped, not sure why he was feeling guilty. Like he had been caught something like he shouldn't be. He gave Mansell a smile and then let his eyes flicker back to those untamed curls.

“It's good to be back.


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bloody_leatherbloody_leather on June 28th, 2013 09:31 am (UTC)
[Chandler/Kent|Any|Miles once told him that sometimes Kent has a little cry in the bogs but this is the first time Joe's actually seen Kent cry]
agirlinherheadagirlinherhead on June 28th, 2013 07:42 pm (UTC)
Every case is hard to deal with, the blood and the gore and the outright horror, but when there are children involved it's worse, so much worse.

Joe's aware of this and as he tries to keep himself together he can't help wondering if he's just not cut out for this at all. He rinses his hands again, trying to remove stains that aren't physically there and hangs his head slightly unable to look at himself in the mirror any longer.

It's the creaking of a stall door that alerts him to the fact he's not alone and as he turns quickly around he's met with a sight he's truly not prepared for.

Kents hair is ruffled as though he's pulled his fingers through it too many times and his cheeks are flushed a rosy hue not unlike a child, but it's the eyes, the eyes that hit him most, eyes usually full of hope and optimism now reduced to empty orbs moist with tears and full of pain.

He doesn't realise he's moved towards him but when a rogue tear escapes and makes its way down to the young DCs still trembling lips all he can think to do is pull the other man closer to him.

They're both full of grief tonight, both full of pain, but standing here like this, holding Kents quivering body close to his Chandler thinks that somehow they might just be ok.

He doesn't know if he'll get over what he's seen tonight, doesn't know if he can do his job, but he'll try the best he can to console the man in his arms because if it means he never has to see that look in Kents eyes again then that will be enough.
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inthe_flesh13inthe_flesh13 on June 28th, 2013 10:30 am (UTC)
[ Tom/Kent | Any | There are just some witnesses you can't get out of your head (yeah.. couldn't help myself) ]
bloody_leatherbloody_leather on June 28th, 2013 04:12 pm (UTC)
[Chandler/Kent|Any|Even Riley's kids think Chandler & Kent should be together]
druscilloskaynedruscilloskayne on July 2nd, 2013 02:30 pm (UTC)
Kinda combined this with the Marmite prompt
My post is too long, so I can only do it as a link:

Vegemite

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phantomreviewer: Whitechapel- Kent. Tears. Crying. Donkeyphantomreviewer on June 28th, 2013 08:14 pm (UTC)
[ Chandler/Kent | Any | Outside/External (Non-Team) POV ]
yorkshirewench: [My Mad Fat Diary] Rae mascarayorkshirewench on June 29th, 2013 12:14 pm (UTC)
Awww. At least they have each other. ♥
bloody_leatherbloody_leather on June 29th, 2013 03:28 pm (UTC)
[Chandler/Kent|Any|Joe is listening to the Wimbledon scores on the radio in his office]
bloody_leatherbloody_leather on June 29th, 2013 06:29 pm (UTC)
[Any|Any|Marmite]
agirlinherheadagirlinherhead on July 1st, 2013 05:15 pm (UTC)
Quick question, is 'marmite' fanfic code for something (like 'lemon' is) or do you actually mean the spread?

(What? Shut up stop laughing)
(no subject) - bloody_leather on July 1st, 2013 05:38 pm (UTC) (Expand)
(Anonymous) on July 1st, 2013 03:49 am (UTC)
[Gen. Mansell, Morgan, Chandler, Kent | Any | Series 3 AUish; Mansell is protective of Kent and is suspicious of Morgan for different reasons.
she was a work in progress.: white collar: mattdreamer_98 on July 1st, 2013 07:41 pm (UTC)
[ Chandler/Kent | Any | Chandler and Kent run into each other outside of work (at the market, at the coffee shop, etc.); they attempt to make small talk and awkwardness ensues ]
di_daydreamer: Chandler and Milesdi_daydreamer on July 1st, 2013 09:21 pm (UTC)
[ Chandler\Miles | First kiss ]
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