Martes - Rare Pairings

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Hey, I'm still drabblewriter , and you're still stuck with me as your host. ^_^ Today's theme is rare pairings. Every fandom has that one OTP (or two or three) that everyone seems to ship, but what about all those other possibilities? Today is the time for these little-known couples to shine. ♥

Don't forget to follow the rules:

• Post no more than three prompts per fandom and no more than five prompts in a row. If someone fills a prompt, you're more than welcome to post some more prompts later in the day.
• No spoilers in prompts for at least seven days after the original airdate or publication date. If you have spoilers in your fic, please warn in bold and leave at least three spaces.
• Show some love to the code monkeys and format your prompts correctly. Examples below:
•           Supernatural, Dean/Crowley, coping
•           Supernatural, Sam/Brady, first meeting
•           Supernatural/Torchwood, Dean/Jack, 40 years in Hell vs. 2,000 years buried alive

If you don't see anything here that tickles your fancy, be sure to check out the Lonely Prompts.

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[famirka.livejournal.com]

Sherlock Holmes, Irene Adler/Mary Morstan, dinner plans

no fic but..

[abbs-suicide.livejournal.com]

omb i lurve your icon :)

[theeverdream.livejournal.com]

Stargate SG-1, Daniel/Nyan, old worlds, new possibilities

[theeverdream.livejournal.com]

Torchwood, Jack Hart/Ianto Jones, collared and chained

A New Record | Torchwood, Jack Hart/Ianto Jones, collared and chained

[chibifukurou]

John tugged experimentally on the chain that held him to the wall. He wasn’t surprised to find that there wasn’t so much as a hint of give. He’d been restrained, fucked, and tortured in various ways over his last thee month’s of captivity and had yet to escape even once. A new record.

Who would have though Jack’s eye-candy had it in him? It made John wonder what exactly eye-candy did to Jack.

[theeverdream.livejournal.com]

NCIS, DiNozzo/White, UST

[theeverdream.livejournal.com]

Stargate Atlantis, John or Rodney or Keller/Todd, author's choice

He Wished John Hadn't | Stargate Atlantis, John or Rodney or Keller/Todd, author's choice

[chibifukurou]

Atlantis has returned to her watery grave, taking John with her. Both felled by the replicator assault.

What little remains of the Atlantis expedition has been forced to take refuge where they can, though there is nowhere truly safe left in the galaxy. Rodney estimates that the rest of the Atlantian refugees will die within six months if the Daedalus doesn’t come for them.

He might last a little longer given his position as Todd’s consort, but he’s not sure he wants to. Todd doesn’t love him and he doesn’t love Todd, which makes it a strain to perform his duties as Todd’s ‘companion’. If John was still alive he’d rip him a new one. John should have never made Todd promise to look after him. If he hadn’t Rodney would have been able to sink beneath the waves with his lover and home. He’d be happier that way.

[elsewhere-kels.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Anna/Ruby, What happened between their first meeting and the time when the Winchesters found them again

[readingredhead.livejournal.com]

Pride and Prejudice/Northanger Abbey, Elizabeth Bennet/Henry Tilney, marriage is nothing like dancing

So sue me, I'm an English geek! Re-reading these books for my thesis, I realize how strangely similar Elizabeth and Tilney are. They don't need to actually be married to each other...

[dergerm.livejournal.com]

BtVS, Xander/Larry (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_minor_Buffy_the_Vampire_Slayer_characters), high school sweet hearts

Love and Denial | BtVS, Xander/Larry, high school sweet hearts

[chibifukurou]

Sunnydale wasn’t a town where homosexuality was accepted. If there was such a thing as a California redneck, the Dale’s residents would qualify. If you wanted to survive to adulthood, you didn’t question your sexuality to closely. Xander thought that survival was more important than anything. Larry changed that, when he admitted that he was attracted to Xander.

Unconditional love and respect was something Xander craved. He’d accept it no matter who gave it to him and how dangerous it was. That didn’t mean that he accepted the fact that he preferred mean. He preferred denial. What did it matter if he had sex with a man as long as he wasn’t gay, right?

It wasn’t until he saw Larry die, that he admitted the truth. He loved Larry. Now he’d never be able to tell Larry that.

Xander wanted to believe that Larry had known of his true feelings, but he knew that it wasn’t likely. He’d treated Larry like crap for their entire relationship, and now he didn’t have a chance to fix it.

He had to live with that regret for the rest of his life. It came to define him and the way he lived his life.

[elsewhere-kels.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Anna/Ruby, we burn brightly

[dergerm.livejournal.com]

Being Human, George/Tully, coping

[elsewhere-kels.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Sam/Jess, Djinn

[dergerm.livejournal.com]

Firefly, Wash/Jayne, Sometimes he wondered how he wound up with him.

Going Mad | Firefly, Wash/Jayne, Sometimes he wondered how he wound up with him.

[chibifukurou]

"You expect me to do what! Your as crazy as the Doc's nut-job sister, Capt'n" Jayne's gruff voice echoes through the bridge, distracting Wash from the depressing expanse of the Black.

Sometimes Wash wonders how he ended up with Jayne. Then he remembers seeing Zoe run through by a Reaver ship and he stops thinking about it. He doesn't want to remember Miranda or anything that happened after that. If he remembers he'll go mad.

Jayne's good at keeping his mind off of the past. It's hard to think about death when your busy arguing with a gorilla on steroids. It helps that Mal has gotten crankier in the last six months. He, Jayne, and Simon are always fighting with each other.

Listening to them bicker over the comm system is almost as distracting as Jayne's presence on Serenity's bridge. It's perfect for keeping him in the present, even if he'd prefer to see Jayne sprawling over the copilot's seat, cleaning Vera. Still, better to be alone in the bridge, then have Jayne leave the crew unprotected on their latest mission.

He'd do anything to keep from loosing anyone else, even if it meant going as insane as River used to be.

[cute-shinigami.livejournal.com]

Yami no Matsuei, the Earl/Tsuzuki, all those debts that need to be collected...

Debts Paid | Yami no Matsuei, the Earl/Tsuzuki, all those debts that need to be collected...

[chibifukurou]

Tsuzuki moaned and fought against the bonds that hold him against the wall. Candlelight glints off of his heaving chest.

"Earl." He whimpered hoping to gain mercy from the masked and invisible noble. There was none to be had.

The Earl ignored his pitiful display and continued with his nefarious plan."It's time you paid off your debts Tsuzuki and It just wouldn't do to have you run off before it is done, now would it?"

Tsuzuki pouted."Do you have to eat the whole cake? Can't I just have a little? Please?"

The Earl didn't reply.

[dergerm.livejournal.com]

Psych, Lassiter/Henry, hero worship

[dergerm.livejournal.com]

Psych, Shawn/Buzz, this man crush just got bromantic

[merle-p.livejournal.com]

Firefly, Simon/Zoe, after Miranda

Firefly; Simon/Zoe; After Miranda

[trillianastra.livejournal.com]

After Miranda, Zoe is alone, rudderless, drifting through her own life.

After Miranda, River starts to get better, the crushing weight of the secrets in her mind lifted from her.

Zoe stops talking to the others. She nods brusquely at Mal if he gives her an order, and shrinks away from the others if they try to talk to her.

It seems like River can't stop talking, chattering on about flying or engineering or philosophy or quantum theory. It's not so different from before, except that she makes sense most of the time, or would do if she used words that the others understood. As it is, even Simon admits defeat sometimes.

With River recovering daily, repairing the damage done and becoming whole, Simon is at a loss. He carries on following River around, making sure she is all right, until she turns around and tells him firmly that she's all right and could he please go away. Then he tries spending more time with Kaylee, which the mechanic calls 'real sweet of him' for the first week or so, until he finds that he's just getting in the way and quietly leaves.

He gravitates to Zoe. He doesn't say anything at first, he knows that she's grieving and she'll talk in her own time. He just sits near her, reading one of his books for the hundredth time, quietly letting her know that she isn't alone.

~

“I'm pregnant.”

Simon turns around to see Zoe standing in the doorway of the infirmary. He blinks. “Uh, excuse me? You're...”

“Pregnant. Yes, I'm sure.”

“Er. Of course... I should do some tests, just to confirm...” He bustles around getting everything set up, gets her to lie down on the table and runs a couple of diagnostics. The tests confirm what Zoe already knows. She's pregnant, about nine weeks. There is no doubt as to the father's identity. Zoe is more concerned with what to tell Mal... she wants to tell him straight away. Simon suggests that she waits a little first.

She looks at him as she gets up from the table, and gives him a tiny smile. He feels strangely honoured, as this is the first time she has smiled since Miranda.

She decides to wait. When she does tell Mal, she is just over three months pregnant. Mal takes it better than she'd anticipated, all things considered, with a minimum of shouting.

Simon is her doctor, obviously, but he becomes her confidant also. One day, he starts telling her about his own worries, and she listens.

~

Alia Hope Washburne is born in the tiny clinic of a colony outpost on a dusty moon. Mal grumbles about the ship being no place for babies, but no-one pays him any attention. Alia has three devoted aunts in Kaylee, River and Inara, and they help Zoe to care for her. Simon, meanwhile, devotes himself to taking care of Zoe herself.

She never exactly says thank you, but there are little
gestures and looks that tell him she's grateful, and that's enough.

[merle-p.livejournal.com]

Castle, Castle/Esposito, more research

"Old case files" Castle, Castle/Esposito

[pure-mornings.livejournal.com]

I feel like writing this ship might be breaking some sort of law, but I had to write it ;)
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"Is this what you meant when you said you wanted to look over the old case files?" Esposito asks breathlessly.

Castle pauses, "Kinda," and he's kissing Esposito again, pushing him into the shelves.

Castle pulls Esposito's shirttail's until he can reach under his shirt to touch his lower back and ass.

[merle-p.livejournal.com]

Merlin, Merlin/Leon, A knight of my own

A Knight of my own, Merlin, Merlin/Leon

[entropynchaos.livejournal.com]

Merlin has only ever had eyes for Arthur, really. Going back years to when the now-King was the then-Crown Prince. He thinks they could have been good together - they're great, now, but together...

But Arthur has Gwen - Queen Guinevere - and Lancelot and there's no room for one more in his bed, even if Arthur had even the slightest inkling that Merlin harboured any kind of feelings apart from exasperated brotherly affection towards him.

And that's just it. Arthur has no idea, and Merlin's been decidedly less than subtle on the matter for years, now. It was hell in the beginning - really, Arthur was old enough back then to dress himself and to not require someone to dry him off after his bath...

Merlin always has to shake himself out of a daze when he thinks back to those baths. Of course, now he's a respected advisor and King Arthur's warlock and there's some other servant boy giving Arthur his baths and drying him off afterwards. If Gwen or Lancelot aren't doing it for him instead.

He sighs a little and shakes the over-long sleeve back up past his wrist as surreptitiously as he can. The hours he spends standing at King Arthur's right hand while he holds court are, Merlin is strongly of the opinion, some of the longest, most boring hours of his life. He doesn't even get to lose himself in fantasies of Arthur fucking him in front of the entire court because he's trying to be good and a little less masochistic these days.

Arthur's been after Merlin recently, telling him he should be finding himself a wife and settle down - have a couple of bouncing babies. Merlin does not do babies. Babies are small and breakable and they smell.

Also, women are complicated and confusing and Merlin nearly got himself hitched to the second daughter of the Earl of Northumbria last month through a series of unfortunate events including stumbling over a pig and ripping the lady's gown. Merlin shudders; women are difficult and weird.

That's not to say he wouldn't like to have a certain someone eventually. Someone he could curl up in bed with on the cold winter's nights...

Merlin's attention drifts again - court is so dull once the shine and shimmer of it has worn off and, for Merlin, that was about two and a half weeks after he'd arrived in Camelot. His gaze drifts as well and he finds himself staring at Leon, second of Arthur's knights after Lancelot. Now Leon...he's good-looking. And charming. And kind - Merlin knows this last from extensive experience when he was just a servant and Arthur just a prince. Leon had been one of the few knights who hadn't looked down on him simply because he was a servant.

He stands just behind Arthur's throne and, for once, his attention isn't fixed on Arthur. Instead, Merlin contemplates a future with someone...

...And Leon, seemingly sensing Merlin's gaze on him, looks up at Merlin standing on the dais.

And he smiles at Merlin - smiles like he's smiled at Merlin since forever and maybe. Maybe that smile isn't just friendly. Maybe, if Merlin's lucky, it might be something more.

So he smiles back at Leon and feels the warm blush rise in his cheeks when Leon's grin widens.

Maybe. Maybe he'll get a knight of his own.

[garnet-words.livejournal.com]

The Vampire Diaries, Damon/Sheriff Forbes, lonely

Lonely (unrequited Damon/Liz Forbes)

[sunsetdawn20.livejournal.com]

Hiding behind her uniform is the easiest thing in the world. It has become her lifeline. To disappear behind power where there is no gay ex-husband and men acknowledge her as a superior. Where her daughter's biting dislike can't reach her, where she's needed more than most of the people in Mystic Falls would think. She works late and goes to bed early, reducing the brief civilian hours at home to insignificance and jokes with her mirror image she barely looks at that she even likes to have the too big bed to herself.

Sometimes she thinks she's invisible.

When the first alien shiver runs through her body she barely understands it has everything to do with the way Damon is looking at her. Like he's carefully studying every angle of her face, every flicker of emotion in her eyes. It feels like she's being properly looked at for the first time in over a decade and the heady excitement of it all steals her breath.

She crushes the very notion before it could set roots in her mind and every night as she lies in bed she repeats all that makes this utterly ridiculous until the need to touch herself to thoughts of him slowly fade away. And yet she finds herself standing for almost an hour in front of the mirror, trying to decide whether to go with her conventional black dress to the Founder’s Ball or to risk a more daring purple one. It’s Caroline’s eyeroll as she walks past her room that makes her choose the black one in the end.

Her heart is pounding violently as Damon approaches, her cheeks burn under the intensity of his gaze, and she almost laughs how ridiculous all of this is. She’s not 17 to swoon over any man, she’s not her own daughter, for god’s sake, she should know better. And yet she feels hot and cold at the same time when Damon leads her outside under the starry night.

His hand around the champagne glass lies so close to hers on the barrister she can barely breathe. He moves ever so slightly and it’s only too late she notices she misread the intention. For a split second she believes she could get away with it but he’s looking at her with that intoxicating searching look again.

“Liz…”

“Don’t,” she says almost too sharply. She doesn’t need him to say the words, the tone of his voice is enough of an answer. “I understand.”

“I just don’t want us to ruin our friendship.”

His voice is like the sincerest apology, the look on his face soothes her wounded pride, but there’s a flicker in his eyes she would never have caught in other circumstances. He’s laughing at me. She tells herself it’s just paranoia and commits the slight brush of his lips against her cheek to memory like that last look of her leaving husband.

It’s a week later she sees Damon steal blood for the first time and even as inside she’s screaming her professional calm never falters.

[lilpocketninja.livejournal.com]

Young Avengers, Kate/Cassie, Cassie helps design the new costumes.

[lilpocketninja.livejournal.com]

Young Avengers, Eli/Billy, When they both lose their temper at the same time, it ain't pretty.

[darkmagic-luvr.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Sam/Lenore, true blood

[youaredriving.livejournal.com]

I took some liberties with the prompt but it's still Sam/Lenore...hope that's alright!

Fighting a pair of mated shifters was not on Sam’s to-do list. Especially not when Dean had disappeared and he was about this close to losing all grip on his consciousness.

He had barely blinked when a dark blur entered his field of vision and the shifters howled out in pain. Sam searched out what he was looking for when she leaned down over him. “You saved me once, trust me to return the favor.”

Sam swallowed down everything that told him not to trust her, Lenore a vampire, as he handed over the silver blade and watched her work. She had them taken care of within moments and she was kneeling next to him, gentle fingers prodding at his forehead.

“You’re hurt.” She swallowed and turned away. “Where are you staying?”

“A motel a few blocks away.”

“Your brother, is he with you?” Lenore prompted as she helped Sam up and started walking with him.

“He’s missing at the moment.” Sam grunted out. “Don’t know where he went to.”

“Something about you has changed, Sam.” Lenore said more to herself as they drifted off into a quiet frog walk back to the motel room. “You’re trying to fight it.”

“Demon blood,” Sam answered right when they got to the door. “I have demon blood in my veins. It makes me want to do things I shouldn’t ever want to do.”

Lenore gave a gentle smile as she nudged Sam through the doorway, “We’re more alike than we thought.”

“Freaks of our own race?” Sam snorted, “Sorry that was a bit harsh.”

“You’re not a freak Sam. Not for fighting against the darker side of your nature,” Lenore gestured for Sam to settle on the bed and she started tugging at his clothes, “Lets get you fixed up before your brother comes in here and decides I’m trying to make a meal out of you.”

Sam laughed and grimaced at the pain that shot through his side from the action. “That would be an awesome idea.”

Sam let Lenore work with gentle pokes and prods before she ended up stitching a few of the deeper gashes. She made a quick run for ice and then she headed back for pain killers and she rubbed a hand over Sam’s sleep slacked face. “You really are something else Sam Winchester. Kind to those most wouldn’t be and you fight your own darkness. You are the light inside the dark.”

Lenore leaned down to press a kiss to the corner of his lips and she jumped back when Sam’s eyes opened up. “You kissed me.”

“Possibly.” Lenore ducked her head down and Sam pressed his fingertips to her cheek. He traced just below her lips and watched as she parted her lips in surprise. “You really are different Sam.”

“I like to believe we all are different from what everyone first believes us to be. The only us really knows what our blood holds.”

[lilpocketninja.livejournal.com]

Iron Man (movie), Tony/Rhodey, The many uses of a funvee.

[darkmagic-luvr.livejournal.com]

Supernatural/B:tvs, Castiel/Drusilla, shoulder angel

No fic but...

[tiptoe39.livejournal.com]

the concept of this pairing scares the bejesus out of me. I hope someone writes it.

[darkmagic-luvr.livejournal.com]

CSI, Greg/Sofia, coffee break