Tuesday: Decade – 80s!

[brumeier]

Hello, everyone. I’m brumeier and I’ll be your host for the week. Today's theme is Decade: 80s! Prompts can be anything or anyone related to the 1980s – events, songs, fandoms, etc. Fills don’t need to be decade specific.

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Fandom, Character +/ Character, Prompt

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+ Any, Any,

If there’s something strange
in your neighborhood
Who you gonna call?
(Ray Parker Jr.)

+ Stargate Multiverse, Any ensemble, “10 years ago a crack commando unit was sent to prison by a military court for a crime they didn't commit. These men promptly escaped from a maximum-security stockade to the Los Angeles underground. Today, still wanted by the government, they survive as soldiers of fortune. If you have a problem, if no one else can help, and if you can find them, maybe you can hire the A-Team.”

Any, Any, This time it’s personal. (tagline for Jaws: The Revenge)

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Fill: Astro, Shadowhunter AU, ensemble + Sua + OMC, TW for animal abuse

[nagi_schwarz]

“If there’s something strange in your neighborhood, who you gonna call?” Myungjun sang softly to himself as he hurried along the sidewalk toward his apartment building, not because he was thinking of the Ghostbusters movie — it was a fun movie — but because he was trying to cheer himself up. While he lived in a nice building in a nice enough neighborhood, he was still nervous alone this late at night.

Because there was something strange going on. He could feel it. It tingled between his shoulderblades, something watching him. Ever since he’d been kidnapped by a vampire and introduced to the shadow world and all it entailed, being alone at night made him nervous. He’d always believed his country was safe, but nowhere was safe from vampires and demons.

As he headed for his apartment door, he realized what was so wrong: the neighborhood was too quiet.

Usually he heard bugs and stray cats.

But tonight he heard nothing.

Myungjun ducked into the foyer of his building. Should he call the cops? No, what would he even say to them? And that would cause a publicity incident besides.

He fumbled into his pocket for his phone. He should call — no, not Sua. Management would kill him if they found out he was calling an attractive, young single woman who was a huge fan of his. Dabbling with one’s fans was always a bad idea.

Myungjun scrolled through his contacts, and — there. Park Jinwoo. He dialed.

“Hello?” Jinwoo answered immediately.

“It’s me, Kim Myungjun. Sorry to disturb you so late.”

“It’s fine. We’re all awake. After all, we hunt the things that go bump in the night, and it’s the middle of the night.” Jinwoo sounded amused.

“About things that go bump in the night,” Myungjun said.

“What is it?” Jinwoo’s amusement vanished.

“For a while now I’ve felt like something has been watching me, something malevolent, on my way home.” Myungjun took a deep breath. “After what happened with, you know, that, uh, woman, maybe I’m a bit nervous, but —”

“Send me your location. We’ll be there immediately,” Jinwoo said, and then, muffled, to someone in the background, “Arm up! We’re moving out.”

“Thanks,” Myungjun said. “I know you have more important things to do, but —”

“Sit tight. We’re on our way,” Jinwoo said, and the call ended.

Myungjun sent Jinwoo his address, and then he fretted, waiting, peering out into the darkness. Sure, he had to punch a security code in to get into the building, but would the flimsy glass doors hold back a vampire or demon or…or whatever else might be out there? If only Myungjun knew some kind of magic, or —

A kitten tottered past.

Myungjun recognized it. He’d left it some food the other day, charmed by the bright orange stripes of its coat, like a miniature tiger.

Myungjun opened the door and crouched down, already reaching into his backpack for one of the snacks he always carried, and then the kitten toppled over.

Lifeless.

Myungjun screamed. Then he immediately clapped a hand to his mouth, casting about. No. This was a street kitten. Poor thing had probably died of exposure. He ought to give it a proper burial. He —

Blood dripped out of the kitten’s mouth and eyes.

Myungjun yelped and scrambled away.

He crashed into someone and screamed again. Hands clamped around his shoulders and spun him, and then he was gazing into shadowed face with burning dark eyes.

“Did you see?”

Myungjun shook his head frantically and squeezed his eyes shut, but it was too late.

A hand closed around his throat.

A moment later, hands closed around his arms and legs, and he was wrenched backwards.

He heard a thump and some cursing. When he opened his eyes, Jinwoo and Minhyuk were holding him while Sua and Bin pounced on the attacker.

“Are you all right?” Jinwoo asked.

“H-how did you get here so fast?” Myungjun asked, mind spinning.

“Portal,” Dongmin said. He had a hat jammed on to cover the buds of his antlers. He knelt beside the kitten and sniffed. “It’s been poisoned.”

“Poisoned?” Myungjun echoed.

“This guy’s just a regular human,” Sua said.

Bin had him pinned to the ground.

Myungjun peered at him — and recognized him. The employee from the chicken restaurant down the street. Myungjun had seen the man giving leftover chicken to the street cats dozens of times.

Street cats that he hadn’t seen in a long time.

“We should call the police,” Jinwoo said.

Minhyuk nodded. “People who kill animals like this usually go on to kill other humans.”

Myungjun wanted to be sick. Instead he turned to Dongmin. “Can we save the cat?”

“Unfortunately, no. Raising a creature from the dead is no light matter.” Dongmin’s expression was grim.

“I’ll call the police,” Myungjun said. “Leave you out of it as much as possible.”

“I’ll stay with you,” Jinwoo said.

“Me too, in case we find ourselves in need of memory charms.” Dongmin pressed a hand to Minhyuk’s arm. “Go.”
And he opened a portal.

Minhyuk, Sua, and Bin vanished into it, leaving Dongmin, Myungjun, and Jinwoo, the poor kitten, and the man unconscious on the ground.

“Sometimes the scariest monsters are other humans,” Myungjun said softly.

“Indeed. In some ways, humans are the scariest monsters, for how much evil they can wreak compared to how frail they are, especially when there are demons and eldritch gods in this universe.” Dongmin placed a little handkerchief over the kitten.

Myungjun unlocked his phone. He called the police.

“Seoul Metropolitan Police. How may I direct your call?”

“I’d like to report an assault, please.”

Jinwoo and Dongmin remained with Myungjun until the police arrived. Whatever Bin and Sua had done to the terrible man from the chicken restaurant kept him unconscious the entire time.

“What are you going to tell the elders at the Institute?” Dongmin asked Jinwoo.

“That we stopped a monster and protected a human, like we’re supposed to.” Jinwoo squeezed Myungjun’s shoulders, and Myungjun sank into his warmth.

Re: Fill: Astro, Shadowhunter AU, ensemble + Sua + OMC, TW for animal abuse

[brumeier]

I suspected this prompt might generate a Shadowhunter fill. ::grins:: My villainous plan worked!

Poor Myungjun. How scary! And how sad for the poor kitten. I'm glad he has new friends he can count on in a crisis, though. I'm glad Jinwoo and Dongmin stayed behind with him to wait for the police. Human monsters are defs the worst kind!

Thank you for this fill!

Re: Fill: Astro, Shadowhunter AU, ensemble + Sua + OMC, TW for animal abuse

[nagi_schwarz]

You're so welcome! Thank you for such an inspiring prompt!

Sorry about the kitten. /o\

Myungjun just continues to suffer, poor guy.