Óðinsdagr: What If?

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Hello, everyone! This is ravenspear, welcoming you back to comment_fic on this lovely "Little Saturday."

Today, our theme will be What If? You know, those AUs that explore what would have happened if this one thing had changed. Like, what if Adam had been Lucifer's intended vessel? Or what if Kara had been the cylon, and Leoben the flight ace?

As always, please abide by the rules:

♥ Post no more than five prompts in a row, and don't post more than three prompts for a single fandom. If someone fills a prompt of yours, you can then prompt again.
♥ There's to be no spoilers in prompts until a week from air/publication dates.
♥ If your fill contains spoilers, then please label it clearly and leave enough spaces for people to scroll on by.

And please format your prompts in the fashion that is pleasing to our beloved simian overlords.
Example:

Battlestar Galactica; Leoben/Kara(/Sam); Kara was the cylon, and Leoben the flight ace.

Supernatural/Changeling: The Lost; Sam & any; Robo!Sam was actually a fetch, and Sam was stuck in Faerie.

So have a great prompting and ficcing day, and if you don't find anything in this post to tickle your fancy, there's always the Delicious archives to go through. ♥


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[ravenspear.livejournal.com]

Battlestar Galactica; Leoben/Kara(/Sam); Kara was the cylon, and Leoben the flight ace.

Battlestar Galactica, Leoben/Kara/Sam, Kara was the cylon and Leoben the flight ace

[nonky.livejournal.com]

Kara came at him where he lives, packed in neat stacked bunks with other Viper jocks, all mouth and biting words.

"It's going to happen anyway," she said, smiling a little in a way that seems amused without being sincere. "I can't change it, and you sure as hell can't. Poor little flyboy, you won't even let me tell you half of the hints I'm allowed to give you."

He wondered why then - of all times when the bunks were filled with noisy, crude, graceless pilots - he was left to quiet and solitude. Leoben thought back to training, to resisting torture, to the precepts of his oath as a soldier; none of them seemed to apply there. Kara wasn't hurting him. She told him things he didn't understand, but her hands only held him steady. She shocked him by promising her devotion, and revealing she was one of the enemy he'd been fighting.

She told him they were part of the same destiny, and he should let her show him what that could mean.

I don't get it, he thought desperately. If it's destiny I don't get a choice, and if it's not she's wasting her time here. I'm not important enough to turn me.

"Whatever you think is between us," he said bitterly, "You have a good imagination."

Her grin turned sunny, harsh and so like home. The artificial lighting made his eyes water all the time and only out in his could he see clearly. Leoben wanted to be out there now, shooting down Cylon raiders and showing Kara where she could stick her destiny.

"I don't need to imagine any of it, Leoben. It's happened before, it will happen again, and I'm trying to explain to you there's no getting out of that. Honestly, I'm on your side sometimes. It's not a fun destiny. Do you think I don't wonder what it would be like to live like any stupid frak out there? I know how much room there is to change things, and it's just enough to wiggle."

Her body pressed him, forced him back to the beam between bunks and pinned him there. Kara's breasts rubbed back and forth along his chest, making his lungs ache. It might be some kind of bizarre and circuitous attack; killing every pilot with this threatening seduction.

Leoben's shirt rose up his back as her hands yanked it out of his pants. He shifted sideways but she followed, dancing with him in a childish swaying step. She smelled familiar and comforting, a man's cologne he knew from someone. It was hard to identify who, but he tried anyway. They were packed in so tight bodily odors and personal scents might as well have become a communal stench.

"Yeah, Kara, this is all very interesting, but I have to shoot down some of your dogs now, so be a good little toaster and accept that no means no, hmm?"

His bravado pleased her, earned a brief peck to his mouth that tingled over his entire body. She giggled as she moved back, watching his closed eyes with satisfaction. It would happen, no matter what - it already had so many times. She swaggered over to the hatch, spinning the handle until it opened from the hallway.

[ravenspear.livejournal.com]

Supernatural/Changeling: The Lost; Sam & any; Robo!Sam was actually a fetch, and Sam was stuck in Faerie.

[ravenspear.livejournal.com]

Supernatural; Lucifer/Adam; Adam was Lucifer's intended vessel, not Sam.

Fill! It all starts with a lullaby 1/2

[nights-fang.livejournal.com]

Lucifer is kind.

Adam thinks there is something seriously wrong with him for even thinking that, because hey it's the devil he's talking about. The Devil who's trying to end the world, and use his body to do so.

But it doesn't change his thoughts. It doesn't change the way Lucifer treats him, like he's special and not just for his vessel status. It doesn't change the fact that it is Lucifer who brought him back into this world. Doesn't change the fact that it's Lucifer who is at his side when he has woken up panting and sobbing from another nightmare of the ghouls, cradling him, and murmuring soft words of comfort into his hair.

So yeah Lucifer is kind.

And yeah, there is something seriously wrong with Adam for thinking that way.

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The first time Lucifer touches him, it's just after Adam has been resurrected. The sensation, freezing ice cold, that lingers at the touch before his natural body heat flood back restoring equilibrium. He stares at the man eyes wide, scared, and confused, wondering if he is one of the monsters who put him in the coffin.

“You're mine. And I won't let them hurt you. I will keep you safe.” He continues, cupping his cheek. Cold radiates from his touch, and despite it, despite his fear, there is something comforting about the touch. Something soothing in the man's voice. Something right about this, and Adam can't put his finger on what. He's too busy getting his bearings.

“Breathe, Adam Milligan.” Lucifer whispers leaning in close, lips almost ghosting over the shell of Adam's ear. The words are like air, filling in his lungs. Adam closes his eyes and breathes.

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Adam's sleep cycle goes right out of the window, since he's come back. Some nights sleep eludes him. Some nights the nightmares are too vivid, too real, as if they're happening now, and he's too afraid to go back to sleep. Some nights it's a mixture of both.

Lucifer slips into his dreams, wearing his mother's form and holds him, until it's time to wake up. Adam can always tell it's him. But no one, absolutely no one has been kind enough to ever do something like this for him. He buries himself into the embrace, eyes wet, thank yous pouring from his lips, every single time.

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The first time he drinks demon blood, he ends up throwing it up before he can even swallow.

But then it keeps happening. Again, and again, and again, and again. Adam can barely get it down.

“You'll be of no use to him, if you don't do this kiddo.” He can feel Ruby scowling at him, her irritation filling up the room. Adam looks up momentarily from where he's hunched over the toilet seat, puking up his innards, to glare at her, before going right back to puking into the bowl and ignoring her. Then still pointedly ignoring her, he gets up weakly, flushes the toilet, washes the taste of sulphur copper, and bile out of his mouth and heads straight to the fridge for the cold water.

He can't drink demon blood. And fuck it, he won't, he thinks as he settles on the ratty couch. Lucifer will understand. They can just find another way, an alternative. He doesn't see why he has to fucking do it in the first place. He's already Lucifer's true vessel.

There's a shift of air, and Adam's feels fingers, calloused and ice cold, running through his hair, down to the nape of his neck, thumb lingering there, stroking idly. His breathe hitches, and he leans into the comfort of the touch.

“She is right, you know.” Lucifer says softly after a moment, fingers now moving down the side of his face. Adam looks at him, pleading. He really can't do it.

“It's necessary,” Lucifer says again, and Adam belatedly realises that Ruby is standing in front of him, arm cut still dripping with blood. Adam lets out a shaky sigh.

“Trust me” Lucifer whispers, low and soft, and it echoes deep in Adam's bones.

Adam brings Ruby's hand to his lips, closes his mouth over the cut, and drinks.

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[zekkass.livejournal.com]

A Bit of Fry and Laurie, Control/Neddy + Jack/Tony, Jack was the head of the secret service, and Control the criminal

[zekkass.livejournal.com]

Jeeves & Wooster, Jeeves/Bertie, Bertie's the valet, and Jeeves is the young master

[dome_epais.livejournal.com]

Jeeves awoke to the customary clattering about in the kitchen. He sat up in his bed and selected a book from his bedside table. It split open at the ribbon with gratifying speed.

He had learned not to go and help Wooster in the mornings. Neither did he dress himself and sit in the kitchen to keep his man's company. It did so upset him, after all.

After what sounded like a frustrating ten minutes locked in combat with the cookware, Wooster elbowed open the bedroom door with a tray. "Mr Jeeves, then! Good morning. Oh, ah. Sir, yes." His suit was black and half-pressed, his tie lopsided and powder blue. It rather complimented his wide, guileless eyes.

"And what have we this morning, Wooster?" Jeeves asked, marking his progress in his book.

"Some tea," Wooster announced proudly, "and a nice toastie number with cheese and tomato, even."

Jeeves thanked him and took his teacup in order to hide his irrepressible smile. Jeeves' colleagues and associates - by a large ratio all very serious businessmen - could not understand why such a fastidious gentlemen might tolerate such a scattered gentleman's gentleman.

In truth, Jeeves found Wooster a source of endless, oblivious entertainment in a culture distinctly lacking in said commodity.

Wooster went to the wardrobe with a bright smile. "Todays the day, sir. I can feel it in my whatsits. Today's the day I persuade you out of your perennially dour black ensemble."

Jeeves came out of his bed and began to disrobe. "Perhaps, Wooster, this of all days may be a lucky one for you."

[zekkass.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Lucifer, Lucifer wasn't Satan, or the Devil - just the angelic scapegoat

not a fill

[aceofannwn.livejournal.com]

Ooh, that sounds awesome... I wonder if I can think of something... why do you always have such awesome prompts?

[samueljames]

Torchwood, Jack/Owen, Owen came back fine with only a few nightmares to contend with.

[samueljames]

Desperate Romantics, Fred/Gabriel, what if Lizzie recovered?

[samueljames]

Justified, Raylan/Winona, what if they never broke up?

[mangacrack.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Dean/Sam/Adam, they rescued Adam just in time

[samueljames]

Star Trek, Bones/Jim, what if Leonard got custody of Joanna and had to leave Starfleet?

[mangacrack.livejournal.com]

Good Omens, Crowley +/ Aziraphale, saving the world caused them to switch sides

Inverse (PG)

[aceofannwn.livejournal.com]

Crowley - well, he wasn't really Crowley, not anymore, was he? - had always possessed a keen instinct for irony, unlike some (most) of the other demons but this, this really took the cake.
The angel and the demon stared at each other.
This was really, really awkward, he thought.
"Crowley?" No-longer-Aziraphale asked tentatively. His innocent, abstracted professor-like air had given way to something slyer and cleverer. Well, he always had been clever and a bit sneaky, it was just that it was obvious now, instead of being hidden
carefully beneath layers of angelic nature.
"Er. Yes. Sort of," Keridwel said wretchedly. Before, he would have hissed in annoyance and narrowed his eyes and scowled a bit, but now he just stood looking awkward and miserable.
"Oh dear," Not-quite-Aziraphale said mournfully, but with a hint of sardonic laughter in his voice. "This is rather a mess, isn't it?"

[mangacrack.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Sam/Ruby, she survived Lucifer's rising and joined Team Free Will

[garnet-words.livejournal.com]

(Okay, so there's only a hint of Sam/Ruby in here, but I hope you like!)


She stands in the motel room, glances down at Sam and Dean. The peaceful looks on their faces tell her more than anything that this isn’t real, and she holds onto that. The sigils that Castiel carved into her vessel, into her very essence, burn a little hotter than usual.

“I’ve been waiting for you,” she says, looking up at him with a lot more bravado than she feels.

Lucifer smiles, and the urge to just submit to his will, to fall at her father’s feet, is almost suffocating. “Oh, Ruby,” he says, shakes his head. “You truly were created in my image, weren’t you?”

“Apparently,” she replies.

“The problem with that, my dear, is that you’re not nearly as powerful as I am. You're not going to make it out of this. And, I’m afraid, I’m going to have to make an example of you,” he says, and if she didn’t know any better, she’d say he sounded sad.

“Maybe,” she says, refusing to acknowledge the shiver that goes down her spine. "But either way, you're still going to lose."

“You really believe in them, don’t you?” he says, turning to give Sam a look that she’d almost describe as fond.

She doesn't answer, just follows his gaze. She wants to lie next to Sam, feel his arms around her. She wants to hide herself away from this conversation.

He sighs. “Well, I guess I know now how my Father felt, all those millennia ago.”

“Except you don’t love me,” she says quietly, not looking at him.

“Like I said,” he says, almost offhandedly. Then suddenly, he’s in front of her, tenderly cupping her cheek. “Take care, my child. I’ll be seeing you.”

And then she wakes up.

[mangacrack.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Michael +/ Lucifer, Michael disobeyed his father direct orders with freeing Lucifer

[samueljames]

Firefly, Jayne/Simon, what if someone wanted Simon and River off Serenity but Jayne defended them.

[jennytork.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Sam/Ruby, She really was on their side all along.

[dametokillfor.livejournal.com]

The Vampire Diaries, Damon/Alaric, what if Alaric had been the one obsessed with vampires, that had sought Damon out to be turned?

[ammcj062.livejournal.com]

Highlander, Methos & Horton, Horton tries to recruit new Watcher Adam Pierson to the hunters.

(no fic)

[tigriswolf]

Oh, I can see that going so badly.

[ammcj062.livejournal.com]

Firefly, Gabriel Tam, Mr. Tam goes looking for his two children.

[ammcj062.livejournal.com]

Stargate SG-1, Emmett Bregman (from Heroes part 1 and 2).

Spoilers for Heroes parts 1 and 2!
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Jack had been the one to die. Bregman tries to make a documentary on the SGC without him.
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[lmx-v3point3.livejournal.com]

Any, Any, "I just keep thinking, what if I'd been just a little faster?"

[pashchan.livejournal.com]

Ace Attorney, Some Phoenix/Maya, "I just keep thinking, what if I'd been just a little faster?"

"Nick! Hurry up! We've got to be on time for the movie!"

"Fine, fine, let me find my wallet first..."

I never thought I would be good at anything, until you showed me that I could be.

Fiddling with his tie, and wallet firmly in his pocket Phoenix nods at his assistant. "Come on, we got a taxi to hail."

Mia Fey, The True Ace Attorney. The woman that taught me everything I know... and was twice as better than me at it, I'll tell you that.

See the rest here (http://ficby-pchan.livejournal.com/713.html#cutid1).

[lmx-v3point3.livejournal.com]

Leverage, Eliot/Moreau, What if Eliot never left Moreau's side, and the Leverage team + some other hitter (feel free to crossover) have to go up against them both?

[poestheblackcat.livejournal.com]

Is a crossover with Angel okay? No pairing, sorry. It wouldn't fit in a comment, so I posted it on FF. Here's the first chapter.

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/8281174/1/

Hope you like it.

[ammcj062.livejournal.com]

Merlin, never-been-to-Camelot!Merlin & Arthur; Arthur goes on a quest to find the Last Dragonlord who can save Camelot – but who he encounters is a lot younger and clumsier than who he expected.

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Guardians of Time, Sera, she doesn't die (this isn't a good thing.)

[ianthe-echo.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, John & any, John made the deal to save Mary in 1973.