Monday: Delusions
May. 14th, 2012 06:57 amGoood morning, all you beee-autiful people!
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meatball42, hoping to usher in some creativity this week (by which I mean, make you all play to my kink buttons :). The theme for today is DELUSIONS, how yummy. The rules, as usual, follow (I totally jacked these from another poster, so if they're wrong, or incomplete... well it's still my fault. But give me credit.):
-No more than five prompts in a row. If someone fills one of your prompts, you are then free to prompt again!
-No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
-No spoilers in prompts!
-If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space.
Prompts should be formatted as follows:
-Fandom, Character+/Character, Prompt
Some examples (aka, write these for me and I will love you for at least five minutes):
- Sinchronicity, Jase, This doesn't mean anything
- Doctor Who, any, Nothing's wrong
- NCIS, Tony/any, Of course he hasn't got a thing for a teammate. That's against the rules.
Now go forth and make me happy! *Reclines on recliner of evil, stroking cat*
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-No more than five prompts in a row. If someone fills one of your prompts, you are then free to prompt again!
-No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
-No spoilers in prompts!
-If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space.
Prompts should be formatted as follows:
-Fandom, Character+/Character, Prompt
Some examples (aka, write these for me and I will love you for at least five minutes):
- Sinchronicity, Jase, This doesn't mean anything
- Doctor Who, any, Nothing's wrong
- NCIS, Tony/any, Of course he hasn't got a thing for a teammate. That's against the rules.
Now go forth and make me happy! *Reclines on recliner of evil, stroking cat*
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Date: 2012-05-14 07:53 pm (UTC)He was a just god. He removed the imposters who spoke lies in his name just to get their own ideas across and to manipulate people.
He was a caring god. Protecting and healing those who were in need.
He wanted to start anew. Create a world that would be even better than his Fathers.
All that he asked in return was worship. They all should bow down and profess their love to him for he was their Lord.
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Date: 2012-05-14 11:55 am (UTC)Dean + Ben + Lisa
Date: 2012-05-14 01:13 pm (UTC)The walls pulse and Dean closes his eyes. He doesn't think Lisa knew what would happen when she made him promise not to drink while she was away. Dean didn't know this would happen. He didn't know that this hellish place is what alcohol keeps away.
He lays on Lisa's bed, his boots on, and tries not to vomit. He has to stay strong. He can just make it through. It's not as bad as Hell.
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Date: 2012-05-14 11:55 am (UTC)Re: FILLED: Finally (Part Two)
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Date: 2012-05-14 11:57 am (UTC)Filled
Date: 2012-05-14 03:05 pm (UTC)So it's completely unexpected when Tony pulls him in for a hard kiss the day Bruce sees the mistake in a calculation Tony's been agonizing over for days.
One impulsive action on the part of Tony Stark and the carefully ignored and ruthlessly repressed desire came to the fore.
Bruce made a fool of himself, he knows he did, but the thought that Tony might feel even something as base as lust for him gave Bruce hope.
Tony never noticed, as wrapped up in himself and his machines as ever. Bruce isn't sure if Steve or Thor noticed but neither said anything, which was a relief.
It was Pepper who finally sat him down and laid it out for him. Nothing was going to happen with Tony, it's just the way he was.
Still Bruce can't leave it alone, even though it hurts. A small part of hm whispers that maybe Pepper is wrong, maybe he is the exception.
It's self-delusion at it's finest but he'll take what he can get.
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Date: 2012-05-14 12:02 pm (UTC)untitled, maybe a smidge of implied Loki/Clint, PGish
Date: 2012-05-16 08:10 pm (UTC)After Thor takes his brother and the tesseract back to Asgard, Clint runs. He figures Nat could find him if she wanted, maybe if Fury asked, but he doesn't care.
The world's safe, New York is rebuilding (like it always does), so Clint goes to ground so he can lick his wounds in peace.
He can't sleep. Every time he tries, he wakes up shaking. (Shivering. Not trembling. Not shuddering. Shivering. That's important.)
Clint doesn't remember what he dreams, the few times he manages REM. All he knows is that he wakes up shaking.
He can still feel Loki slithering around in his head. Can still hear his voice. Out of the corner of his eye, he can still see Loki, see his master, his god.
Clint’s never worshiped anything in his life, but he spread himself wide for Loki, and just the memory of it makes him shake with want. (Shiver. Not tremble. Not shudder. Shiver.) It’s weak, and it’s sick, and if he had Loki in front of him right now, he’d still fall to his knees and bow his head and ask for his god’s command, and obey not just to the letter, but to the spirit. Go out of his way to make sure Loki was pleased.
He hates Loki. More than he’s ever hated anything. He can name every man and woman he killed on Loki’s word (Phil) and he helped fight off Loki’s invasion of his home – but he didn’t even try to fight Loki while Loki was inside him, filling up every little nook and cranny, taking Clint completely and making Clint his.
Didn’t want to fight, when it was just him Loki had.
He wakes up shaking and knows he would’ve put an arrow through anyone’s eye. Phil, Natasha, Captain America. He might’ve even enjoyed it, if Fury had been a hair slower and Clint hadn’t had somewhere else to be.
Loki’s gone. Back to Asgard and whatever medieval punishment they can come up with. Most of him wants it to hurt, to flay and burn and carve. A part of him knows that if Loki were being held on Earth, Clint might break him out.
He hates knowing that about himself.
He really hopes Natasha doesn’t look for him.
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Date: 2012-05-14 12:04 pm (UTC)Re: FILLED!
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Date: 2012-05-14 12:05 pm (UTC)DCU animated/Marvel movies, Red Hood/ex-Winter Soldier, PG
Date: 2014-10-01 04:26 pm (UTC)(in this 'verse, where Red Hood and the ex-Winter Soldier have taken over Gotham's crime together.)
(immediately follows this.)
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Five years of his life and a pointless, painful death reduced down to four words on a stone:
Jason Todd
Ally&Friend
What the fuck does that even mean? Is that all anyone could think to say? He lays awake, listening to Jimmy breathing, and he tries to think of what else they might have chosen. There’s nothing, though. Maybe the dates of his birth and death – fuck, he was so young. Ally sounds so cold, and Friend… he’d thought he was more than that. Almost a son, maybe.
Clearly, though, Bruce didn’t think so.
But that’s fine. It’s all good. At least Al -- Master Jason, like they saw each other five minutes ago. Like Al doesn’t think he’s a failure, trash.
Never, not once, did Alfred make Jason feel like a street kid wasn’t good enough for Wayne Manor. Sometimes, he’d even explain how he’d made whatever that delicious thing was dinner. A few times, he’d call Jason when he was about to start preparing and Jason would help. He told Jason a couple secret ingredients.
If Jason had secretly pretended Bruce was his actual dad, in his mind, he called Al Grandpa. He never had a real family, and he’d hoped –
The Joker took care of that, though. And now, all that he had reduced to four cold words on a stone…
Jason Todd died. He was brought back, yeah, but Jason died and was dead. How long was it between the explosion and the pit?
Maybe he shouldn’t have been brought back (actually, he almost definitely shouldn’t have been) but he was. And here he is.
Here he is, the overlord of all of Gotham’s crime with the boogeyman for spooks as his partner.
If he and Bruce hadn’t followed the Joker, if Jason had never died… who would he be, now? Where would he be, that dumb kid who stole the Batmobile’s tires?
And if he hadn’t been in Baltimore – where would Jimmy be?
Four words on a cold stone don’t explain him, don’t encapsulate him, don’t define him. But he’s glad he saw them.
He’s not Batman’s ally. And he’s not Bruce’s friend.
He’s the Red Hood and Gotham is his.
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Date: 2012-05-14 12:50 pm (UTC)that Friends episode was my favourite
Date: 2012-05-14 02:09 pm (UTC)"Kono? Uh, I stay here now," he said, blinking sleep from his eyes and trying to sit up from the sofa. And he would have managed it, too, were it not for Steve's body sprawled out over his as a bizarre human blanket.
Kono took it in her stride.
"Oh, uh--well, it saves me phoning you too, I guess. There's a bomb threat," she said. "And congratulations! I never thought you two would get it together and finally--"
"What? We're not--we're partners, Kono, not partn--"
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Date: 2012-05-14 01:03 pm (UTC)Not a fic but...
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From:Fill: And death shall have no dominion - Fëanor - The Silmarillion
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Date: 2012-05-14 02:45 pm (UTC)“It is mine. What if it was brought by another? What if he was never meant to bring it back? It is mine. Mine! Who will deny my claim?”
“You already know who claims it. It will bring ruin upon us.”
“Will it? You claim they can penetrate your defenses? Kinslayers, Forsaken Ones?”
“Have you truly the right of it? You sent the youngling to his death.”
“And for a good purpose, too! Have you forgotten what he dared to ask?”
“Yes. But it will never replace her.”
“Of course it will not! But don’t I deserve payment for trading my greatest treasure?”
“You berate Gnomes for their greed; yet you sell your own flesh and blood for a jewel.”
“Did not Valar themselves want it?”
“They are tied to the fate of Arda. You shan’t keep them forever.”
“Ha! Let them try! What worse am I than the mad Golodhrim, not to be able to defy any force?”
“Have you forgotten what I am?”
“Would you betray me to your old masters, then, wife?”
“How blind have you grown! Too long have you stared into the light that is not for you.”
“I never had the chance to behold it. I remained here, under your spell.”
“It was a choice you made; you cannot partake in both Blessed Lands and our own domain here. Such is the doom of all of the Firstborn.”
“And yet here it is, in my grasp.”
“And a sea of blood and tears upon it.”
“What of my tears? What of my daughter?”
“And still you dare use her to justify yourself when, were it not for your pride, she might have lived in peace and happiness.”
“She got her time of contentment.”
“After dying for it; and for a shorter time than might have been granted to her were they left in peace.”
“Still, did she not earn it?”
“They earned it, yes; and so they were left unmolested, even by those sworn to return it. But your claim, husband mine, is far from unquestionable.”
“Yet am I not the closest of kin?”
“You know well that laws of property are not taken into account for Silmarils; and that is one of causes of all this grief.”
“What laws count, then? I say: none of those that stake the claim came close to what my kin did.”
“One did, and one died; and yet the aid he gave helped our kin reach their goal.”
“And yet two of them sought to do her violence.”
“A position in which your obstinacy forced her.”
“Am I to blame for the depravity of Gnomes now as well?”
“Nay, my husband. But say: I did behold you looking at the Silmaril in a box, yet I cannot recall a single moment you took it in your hands. Does its beauty overwhelm you so, you dare not taint it with your touch?”
“Enough! I tire of this. Are you with me, my wife, or are you not? Will you aid in defending our kingdom still or will you open the borders for Golodhrim and Morgoth’s forces and depart for Aman to indulge in righteousness?”
“You are cruel, husband; but I chose you and I shall abide my Doom. I shall stay on these shores for as long as you do.”
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And so it came to pass that Melian and Thingol grew apart; and Melian’s strength waned under the burden of her grief for her daughter, estrangement from her husband and Morgoth’s persistent presence in the very air of Beleriand. Thus was the greed in the hearts of Naugrim hidden from her, and so did Thingol’s Doom come to pass.
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