[identity profile] synnerxx.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] comment_fic
Have at it, kids! You know the rules.

Sorry this is late. First weekend off that I've been able to sleep in and I took advantage of it. :)

HAve fun!
Page 1 of 2 << [1] [2] >>

Date: 2012-09-15 07:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rhiannon-s.livejournal.com
Buffy The Vampire Slayer/Harry Potter crossover, Harry/Buffy. Harry hallucinated Hogwarts and wizards in his cupboard and ends up in the same Asylum Buffy is in in Normal Again, what happens when their hallucinations collide?

Date: 2012-09-15 08:00 pm (UTC)
tigriswolf: (just a taste)
From: [personal profile] tigriswolf

(Is there a reason this post is friends' locked?)


Once Upon a Time, Regina/Jefferson, just a taste

Date: 2012-09-15 08:01 pm (UTC)
tigriswolf: (winter's thaw)
From: [personal profile] tigriswolf

Once Upon a Time, Jefferson + Regina, he’d been her best assassin – before Grace

Date: 2012-09-15 08:01 pm (UTC)
tigriswolf: (onward)
From: [personal profile] tigriswolf

Once Upon a Time, Jefferson, they called him the World Walker once

Date: 2012-09-15 08:02 pm (UTC)
tigriswolf: (mushroom head)
From: [personal profile] tigriswolf

Bourne Legacy, Aaron Cross, Kenneth Kitsom sold his soul for a brain – and didn’t realize until it was entirely too late

Date: 2012-09-15 08:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rhiannon-s.livejournal.com
Transformers Prime, Jack/Arcee, You gotta walk a mile in someone's shoes to understand them, Arcee and Jack accidentally swap bodies for a day.

Date: 2012-09-15 08:02 pm (UTC)
tigriswolf: (what is it trying to tell us?)
From: [personal profile] tigriswolf

10 Things I Hate About You (movie), Cameron/Bianca, when I think about you, I think about seventeen

Date: 2012-09-15 08:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rhiannon-s.livejournal.com
Doctor Who, Seven+Amelia Pond, He claims to be her raggedy man, but he's not.

Date: 2012-09-15 08:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mahmfic.livejournal.com
Doctor Who, John Riddell/Queen Nefertiti, perfect opposites

Date: 2012-09-15 08:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mahmfic.livejournal.com
Doctor Who, Oswin, time well spent

Date: 2012-09-15 08:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shaitanah.livejournal.com
Terminator Salvation, John/Marcus, destroy and rebuild.

Date: 2012-09-15 08:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shaitanah.livejournal.com
Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles, John/Cameron, in another world he is a Terminator and she is the messiah.

Date: 2012-09-15 08:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shaitanah.livejournal.com
Being Human UK, any dead character (vampire or ghost), breathing is boring.

Date: 2012-09-15 08:52 pm (UTC)
merryghoul: road (mike/fi)
From: [personal profile] merryghoul
Burn Notice, Michael/Fiona, "Everything is more beautiful because we’re doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again." (from Troy)

Date: 2012-09-15 08:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] iantojjackh.livejournal.com
Torchwood, Jack/any, Abaddon killed what Jack cared for most.
Edited Date: 2012-09-15 08:56 pm (UTC)

Date: 2012-09-15 08:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] iantojjackh.livejournal.com
Torchwood/Warehouse 13, Jack/Mrs. Frederic, some things are best kept in the past

Date: 2012-09-18 06:38 am (UTC)
squidgiepdx: (Default)
From: [personal profile] squidgiepdx
Ummm....WOW!!! I could *so* see this!!!!!

Date: 2012-09-15 09:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mithrel.livejournal.com
White Collar/Avengers, Mozzie and SHIELD/Coulson.

Filed

Date: 2013-04-27 05:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ammcj062.livejournal.com
Mozzie disappears for a week. When he comes back he greets Peter with a nod and a terse “Burke."

Peter freezes mid-gesture and looks at Neal, whose face is suddenly half-hidden behind the glass of wine he’s drinking. He doesn’t give Peter any cues, so Peter looks back at Mozzie and says, “Excuse me?”

“Well," Mozzie sighs as he sinks into a seat, "I don’t like to be charitable to government employees but I guess I can make an exception. You’re excused.”

Peter scowls and elaborates, “What happened to ‘Suit?’”

Mozzie sniffs and swirls his wine glass. “I found someone more worthy of the title.”

No matter how much Peter digs, neither Mozzie nor Neal will say anything further on the matter.

Re: Filed

From: [identity profile] mithrel.livejournal.com - Date: 2013-04-27 10:08 pm (UTC) - Expand

Date: 2012-09-15 09:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] blondebabe800.livejournal.com
Any, any, ran into my ex. . .put it in reverse, and hit him again!
From: [identity profile] rebak1tten.livejournal.com
(You said any/any - hope this works for you!)

Spying on Reid’s Ex

“Crap, crap, crap,” Spencer says and pulls Dave behind the coffee cart.

“What’s wrong?” Dave asks, instinctively reaching for his weapon.

“My ex is having lunch at the restaurant across the plaza and I don’t want to have to say hello to him.” Spencer peers around and over Dave’s head looking towards the patio of the Italian restaurant.

“Then try to be a little subtle.” Dave takes Spencer’s elbow and directs him to a bench behind the coffee cart where they have a partial view of the restaurant. “So, who are we looking at?”

“My two o’clock. The guy with the short, dark hair in the dark green t-shirt,” Spencer murmurs into his coffee cup.

He looks casually across the plaza for a second. “Hmm, good looking man.”

Spencer looks at him sharply. “Surprised? Didn’t think good looking guys would be interested in me?”

Dave takes a breath and waits a second before answering, “Not at all. I’m just pleased that you know you deserve someone good looking. Do you know the blond with him?”

“Yes. And thank you, Dave. The blond is a drummer in a band. Jack, my ex, is a tattoo artist. He did some work on the drummer’s back. Then he did the drummer.” Spencer shifts on the bench so that he’s facing Dave and not the scene across the plaza. “Remember about six months ago -- that case in Ohio with the dogs? I got home early and went to Jack’s house and found them together. It wasn’t the best day of my life.”

“No, I guess not. So you dumped him, good for you.” Dave sips his coffee and checks his watch. They should be going back to the office soon. “Are you still in love with him?” he asks quietly.

Spencer inhales sharply and then shakes his head. “No. I don’t think so. When I first broke up with him, I was angry and hurt and all I wanted was to run him down with my car, back up over him and run him down again. Oh, and move the wheel just enough so that I could hit a new spot every time,” he says, demonstrating. “Now, I think if he were in front of my car, I’d run him down, but I no longer want to jump the curb to get him. Progress, I guess.”

“That’s good, it does sound like progress,” Dave sips and leans back. “When you feel up to dating again, let me know. I think you should be going out with someone who understands and appreciates you, and is smart as well as devastatingly attractive.”

Spencer snorts and leans forward to watch the restaurant. “Great, you have someone to fix me up with?”

Dave sits quietly until Spencer looks over at him. Spencer raises an eyebrow and sits back on the bench. “Dave? Are you flirting with me?”

“Well, I’m trying to and since I’m told I’m quite good at it, I’m thinking it’s you.”

“But, Dave… you’re…I…” Spencer sighs and looks at his feet. “Really? Like a date-date?”

“When you’re ready. No rush. But we should get back to work now,” Dave says smiling as he stands, waiting for Spencer to stand as well.

“Okay, I will,” Spencer says, and nudges Dave’s shoulder with his. He doesn’t give the restaurant another look.

Date: 2012-09-15 10:07 pm (UTC)
ext_3551: (fandom-general)
From: [identity profile] jenab.livejournal.com
The Avengers, Clint/Coulson/Natasha, she likes to watch them together.

Date: 2012-09-15 10:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] classics-lover.livejournal.com
Assassin's Creed, any Assassin/any, collecting things to offer as lovers' tokens of affection - just not the usual things...



(Altaïr collecting flags jumps to mind, and/or Ezio offering up some of his precious feathers/trade items, or somebody giving Beanie Babies or something similarly daft :-P)

Date: 2012-09-15 10:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] classics-lover.livejournal.com
Torchwood, Jack/Ianto, "Well, we're officially lost. I *told* you the SatNav was affected by that Rift interference. We are officially lost. What do we do? ... You can't possibly want to have sex here..."
From: [identity profile] iantojjackh.livejournal.com
"Yes, here." Ianto said matter of factly.

"This is a funeral home and the only accommodating surface is a casket," Jack said his grin faltering. He had done some kinky stuff in his time, but this was over the line.

The frisky Welshman shrugged as he nudged his new husband toward the open casket. "Let's have a little fun. Let's consummate this marriage."

Jack gulped as the back of his knees hit the casket. "NO COFFIN SEX!!!!" He yelled, trying to push the amorous man off him.

--------------

"Huh? What?" Jack jolted awake after being smacked in the face with a paper map.

"Do I even want to know why you were dreaming of coffin sex?" Ianto took his eyes off the road for a split second to roll his eyes. "I'm not letting you anywhere near a coffin."

"Hmm," Jack mumbled as he settled back into a comfortable position. "It was your idea anyway."
Edited Date: 2012-09-15 11:38 pm (UTC)

Date: 2012-09-15 10:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] classics-lover.livejournal.com
Any, any, "I would butcher {the} whole world, if only you would love me!"

Quote from Gladiator.

1/2 Glee - Klaine, dark, AU, R

Date: 2012-09-17 04:10 pm (UTC)
tigriswolf: (walk walk fashion baby)
From: [personal profile] tigriswolf


(... yeah. Glee, AU, Kurt&Blaine as serial killers in love. I don't even know. Warnings for character death, violence, bullying, sexual assault, one threat of rape.)

---


It didn't start out like this. It started out with holding hands, singing, flirting, smiling - it started out so adorable.

Blaine is very good at being adorable. At wooing anyone who needs to be wooed.

And at first, he thought that's all Kurt would ever be. Another mark. Another game.

He was wrong.

It's the only time he's ever been glad he was wrong.

.

Kurt had a core of steel, hiding beneath all the pale skin and tired eyes. Beneath the ice he tried piling on, to hide everything. He latched onto Blaine, and Blaine played a good game (Blaine always plays a good game, smiling and helping and lying in wait), and Kurt's soul was even more bruised, when he called Blaine in tears and sobbed out a disgusted, horrified confession.

Oh, it was so beautiful.

It was everything Blaine could’ve wanted.

.

And Kurt’s bully kept getting worse. Stalking. Harassing. Terrifying. And it was all well and good, totally helping Blaine sell his game –

But Karofsky took it one step too far. Words are fine; Blaine thrives on words. But he put his hands on Kurt one more time, he left his fingerprints on Kurt’s wrist, on Kurt’s throat, and he dared -

He dared whisper into Kurt’s mouth that he’d be Kurt’s first, Kurt’s only, the very first chance he got.

And instead of calling his dad, or his ‘friends,’ or that cheerleading coach he thought hung the moon, Kurt called Blaine.

And Blaine cut school, drove an hour and half, and gathered Kurt into his arms.

It started out so adorable. But Kurt wasn’t even crying anymore, head tucked under Blaine’s chin, hands clenching Blaine’s blazer. Kurt wasn’t crying. He was barely breathing.

It had been a game, like all the others.

It wasn’t anymore.

.

Dave Karofsky was twice Blaine’s size. A football player. Used to being feared. That fear usually did half the work for him.

Blaine wasn’t afraid of him.

Dave Karofsky ran away from home his junior year of high-school. That’s what everyone said. His grades had suddenly started tanking at the end of tenth grade, he became belligerent, he cut class.

He had notebooks in his room, that he left behind, full of confessions and fears and crushes.

Or, well. One crush.

His dad tried to find him. His mother didn’t even go in his room, disgusted at the thought of her son liking another boy.

(Dave Karofsky didn’t run away.)

.

Kurt Hummel left McKinley for Christmas break like everyone else, but he started at Dalton in the new year. He couldn’t handle McKinley after everything. He felt like a failure, but his dad just wanted him to survive.

He stuck close to Blaine, and Blaine was so good, so kind. Blaine took care of him. Blaine listened to him, and held him, and promised that no one would hurt him ever again.

Of course Kurt fell in love.

.

A lot of people ran away from Lima in 2011. Enough that the police started looking closer. But they didn’t find the burial ground until years later, and even then, there were no hints or clues. Just a lot of bones.

2/2 Glee - Klaine, dark, AU, R

From: [personal profile] tigriswolf - Date: 2012-09-17 04:13 pm (UTC) - Expand

Re: 2/2 Glee - Klaine, dark, AU, R

From: [personal profile] ladysugarquill - Date: 2012-09-18 05:08 am (UTC) - Expand

Re: 2/2 Glee - Klaine, dark, AU, R

From: [personal profile] tigriswolf - Date: 2012-09-18 01:16 pm (UTC) - Expand

Date: 2012-09-15 10:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] classics-lover.livejournal.com
Any, any/any, "the most comfortable place to sleep is wherever you are." "Even the ground?" "If you're there for me to sleep on, then yeah."

Date: 2012-09-15 10:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] classics-lover.livejournal.com
Tortall, Raoul & Kel and Alanna & Neal, a little healthy rivalry

Date: 2012-09-16 02:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] odette-river.livejournal.com
Hindu Mythology, Sita/Lakshmana, there is a kingdom there is a king and he lives without and he lives within
Page 1 of 2 << [1] [2] >>

Profile

Bite Sized Bits of Fic

May 2026

S M T W T F S
     1 2
34 56 78 9
1011 1213 141516
17181920212223
24252627282930
31      

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated May. 15th, 2026 08:50 am
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios