Tuesday Tragedies

[oroburos69.livejournal.com]

I'm oroburos69  and I'll be the guest host for this week.

Today we have:

Tuesday Tragedies

Angst, drama, dark fic, hurt/comfort--all of them apply today. Big tragedies (We destroyed Earth!), little tragedies (the toast fell butter side down! D:), more personal tragedies (He died never having met his son), wicked fun tragedies (zombies are attacking! Also, all the secondary characters are dead or zombies), I invite you to prompt them all.

Just please remember to follow the usual rules:

No more than 5 prompts in a row, no more than 3 prompts per fandom. If someone answers your prompt, you may prompt again.

No spoilers in your prompt until 1 week after the original air/publication date. If there are spoilers in your response you must warn in bold and leave at least 3 spaces.

Please remember our diligent code monkeys and format your prompts properly, including an appropriate length. For example:

DCU, Killer Croc, becoming friends with your meat makes it so much harder to eat.

Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Naruto, Buffy/Kisame, She doesn’t speak the language and the friendliest person she’s met so far is blue. This dimension sucks and Buffy can’t get home.

If you can't find prompts you like today, feel free to check out our Lonely Prompts.

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[samueljames]

Chuck, Chuck/Bryce, during their Stanford years Chuck opens up about his parents leaving him and Ellie.

[samueljames]

White Collar, Neal, grieving for Kate and having something small trigger a memory of her.

[oroburos69.livejournal.com]

DCU, Killer Croc, becoming friends with your meat makes it so much harder to eat.

[oroburos69.livejournal.com]

Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Naruto, Buffy/Kisame, She doesn’t speak the language and the friendliest person she’s met so far is blue. This dimension sucks and Buffy can’t get home.

[samueljames]

Desperate Romantics, Fred/Gabriel, the days after Lizzie's funeral were the worst.

[samueljames]

Buffy, Tara, witnessing Willow's descent into darkness from heaven and wishing there was a way to help.

[samueljames]

The Vampire Diaries, Damon, stakes Elena by mistake thinking she's Katherine.

[strongwriter.livejournal.com]

Inception, Arthur/Eames & others, he gave up his life to save Arthur's

[tigriswolf]

Animorphs, Rachel, better to burn out...

not a fill, sorry

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

I've seen the quote in your icon a few other places, and I really love it and would like to know the context. Do you have somewhere you could point me?

[bishojo-kitsune.livejournal.com]

Firefly, River, She blames herself for their deaths

[tigriswolf]

Glee, Puck(/Kurt), Kurt vanishes sometime over the weekend. No one really worries until Wednesday (*handwave Burt on a business trip). But now Kurt's appearing to Puck, with a sad smile, and saying stuff like being only mostly dead. Then his body is found... (I'd prefer if none of the jocks had anything to do with his death.)

[bishojo-kitsune.livejournal.com]

Dollhouse, Adelle, Breaking point

[tigriswolf]

Inception, Eames/Arthur, don't look for me. i never was.

[tigriswolf]

Inception, Arthur/Eames, Arthur gets this voicemail: well, love, this is it... see you on the other side. Then, he learns that Eames has died.

[tigriswolf]

Highlander, Methos/Duncan, show me a hero and I'll write you a tragedy

[beautybecks.livejournal.com]

Without a Trace, Danny/Martin, too late

[strongwriter.livejournal.com]

Inception, Arthur/Eames, he thought candles would set the mood. He didn't anticipate the cat knocking them into the curtains.

[truthwritaslies.livejournal.com]

supernatural, Dean, when dad and then Sam died all Dean could think was that he was being left behind again.

[truthwritaslies.livejournal.com]

leverage, Elliot/any, "tomorrow." he said, but he's all out of tomorrows.

[cageyklio.livejournal.com]

Dead Like Me, George/Rube, his final reap

Remembering, PG, S6 spoilers

[minviendha.livejournal.com]

It was the kind of spring day that painters recorded for posterity, that could be called ‘ideal.’ The sun was bright and high in the sky, the clouds thin and wispy where they existed at all. The metal of the car was warm where his back rested against it, and the beer was cold.

And Sam, leaning back against the fence with his head tilted back, looking up at the sky, bottle dangling loosely from his fingers. Real Sam, not quite smiling, but with his face expressive and familiar as a reflection.

It was a good day.

And then Sam’s head dropped down and he said, “Dean?” and it was that voice, the one that meant a Talk was coming that his brother knew he wouldn’t like, and was going ahead and barreling straight for it anyway.

“I’m good, thanks.”

Sam scoffed. “Nice try, but no dice, okay? I just want to ask you something.”

“The answer’s no. Moving on now?”

“For something.” Sam lifted the bottle, played with it, and lowered it back down. A nervous gesture that made Dean’s own gut respond, jumping with anxiety. “Relax, okay?”

“When you say that I’m guaranteed not to.”

“I just wanted to ask-” Sam huffed out, faintly exasperated. “Remember me like this, okay?”

Dean blinked. “Sam,” he started to say, low and not quite angry. Sam was shaking his head.

“Don’t…just don’t. We know the wall’s going to go eventually, and when it does – however things end up, I don’t want that to be what you remember. I want…like this. Out of Hell, post apocalypse, with my soul and my brother.”

“There’s not going to be any remembering,” Dean said tightly, “Because you’re not going anywhere. Remember the last angelic guarantee we had? ‘The apocalypse will happen the way we want it to.’ Look how that turned out. Maybe they’ll be just as wrong-”

“It’s not just the angels, Dean,” Sam said, so quietly it cut through everything. “Everyone else, too. Even me. Even you when it comes right down to it. Don’t think I don’t know, and I don’t…it’s okay.”

Dean’s fists clenched. “It’s not in the least okay.” He hated the way Sam sounded. Hated the peace and slightly sorrow tinged resignation. He didn’t want acceptance. They were Winchesters. They’d fight all the way down.

“Better than it could be.” Sam smiled, a sad and weak little thing, but still a smile. “By a long shot, I’d say. So just…whatever happens? This is the me I want you to remember. Not whatever happens when the wall comes down. Just days like this. That’d be nice. Can you do that?”

“No,” said Dean again. “I can’t. Because you’re going to be fine and we’re going to have plenty of days like this. Don’t you think we deserve that?”

“Maybe,” Sam said, “But since when do people get what they deserve? Least of all us.” There was no argument for that. Bobby. Jo, Ellen. As far as Dean was concerned, Sam, though he was pretty sure his stupid little brother would probably disagree with that one. Sam took another breath. “I’m just saying…whatever happens, happens. And I want you to be okay.”

“I’ll be okay,” Dean said, and heard Sam relax and breathe out. He barreled on. “I’ll be okay. As long as you are.”

“Dean.”

“I mean it. Haven’t we worked out by now that solo doesn’t work?” Dean crossed his arms and pressed his lips together, glared his best. “We’ll get through this.”

“And if we don’t?” Sam demanded. Always his what if, what if, what if questions. Dean sighed, and let his eyes fall half closed.

“Fine,” he said, “Fine. If we don’t, if things go bad, I’ll remember you like this. Promise.”

Sam’s face relaxed, and the tension went out of his shoulders. “Thank you,” he said, softly, and had a gulp of his beer. Dean looked up at the sky. The wisps of clouds were moving quickly, blown in some atmospheric wind. Passing by.

I’ll remember you like this, Sam. Right up until I find the best way to follow you out.

They would be okay. Yeah, sure. They would be okay.

[cageyklio.livejournal.com]

Inception, Ariadne/Arthur, he never misses (except when he did)

[cageyklio.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Gabriel/Sam, the ritual for bringing him back was painful

[rattyjol.livejournal.com]

Battlestar Galactica (2003), Kara/Sam (+Kara/Lee), doomed from the start

[rattyjol.livejournal.com]

Bones, Booth + Teddy Parker, friends don't let friends die in battle