Good morning and welcome to Thursday!
Today, the theme is "Horror AU". Take your favorite characters and let them mix it up with mummies, or zombies, or vampires, or crazy knife hack and slash dudes.
Please remember the rules so everyone can have a good time:
No more than five prompts in a row.
No more than three prompts from one fandom at a time.
No spoilers in your prompt until at least one week after the original airing/publication date. If there are spoilers in your fic, warn in bold and leave at least three spaces
Please always use the following format to make it easier on the code monkeys:
Fandom(s), character or pairing, prompt.
And here are a few examples, to get you started!
Burn Notice, Ensemble, "Zombies. I really hate zombies."
The X-Files, Mulder+/Scully, Being stalked by a vampire is a an unsettling thing.
Fullmetal Alchemist, Team Greelin, The zombie dolls escape from their masters earlier than in canon.
Today, the theme is "Horror AU". Take your favorite characters and let them mix it up with mummies, or zombies, or vampires, or crazy knife hack and slash dudes.
Please remember the rules so everyone can have a good time:
No more than five prompts in a row.
No more than three prompts from one fandom at a time.
No spoilers in your prompt until at least one week after the original airing/publication date. If there are spoilers in your fic, warn in bold and leave at least three spaces
Please always use the following format to make it easier on the code monkeys:
Fandom(s), character or pairing, prompt.
And here are a few examples, to get you started!
Burn Notice, Ensemble, "Zombies. I really hate zombies."
The X-Files, Mulder+/Scully, Being stalked by a vampire is a an unsettling thing.
Fullmetal Alchemist, Team Greelin, The zombie dolls escape from their masters earlier than in canon.
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Date: 2012-12-27 03:08 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-12-27 03:09 pm (UTC)I must be at work because the evil ideas are back...
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Date: 2012-12-27 03:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-12-27 03:24 pm (UTC)Filled: Subversions (WARNING: Non-Con, possible dub-con, death threats)
Date: 2012-12-27 08:15 pm (UTC)"I've been partaking of some of your Midgardian entertainment. Vile, pathetic attempts to distract you from your own mortality." Loki sneered. "But I enjoyed the ones called "slasher movies." Noble efforts to dissuade your youth from reckless pursuits."
Tony blinked. "What?" He was really starting to wish that he hadn't woken up with morning-wood, even though it wasn't exactly morning yet, more like 3am. He was certain Loki could feel it.
"It is always the strong, stupid young men who die before the smarter, cleverer ones. I approve of this." Loki smiled thinly. "I have always lasted longer in battles than my brother, after all."
"Thor's not stupid!" Tony protested. Despite his predicament he wasn't about to let people insult his friends without speaking up in their defense.
"Well, he's learning in recent years. He used to be far more impulsive, it's why father banished him to Midgard in the first place." Loki chuckled at the memory. "But, back to business: in these slasher movies, there is one consistency that intrigued me. The young woman who bares her breasts is always the first to die. Do Midgardians regard their own desires as so vile that they must punish sexuality with phallic weapons? This displays some rather disturbing psychological issues I had not previously been aware of on Midgard."
Tony's mind was racing. "Oh, yeah, that's a trope or something. The whore always dies first, and the virgin always survives. Except in Eli Roth movies, but he's actively subverting that."
"But why? Surely it would be far more enjoyable to watch the bare-breasted female throughout the movie, instead of skewering her first and abandoning her?" Loki frowned, tracing the knife along Tony's neck and down to tap at the arc reactor. "For example, if I were one of these slasher villains, I would save you for last, Stark."
Tony's eyes widened. Well, that was … certainly something. Kinda hot, in a disturbing sort of way. This was Loki, after all, the combination was expected. Also, Tony's dick didn't seem to have gotten the memo that enemies straddling Tony in bed wasn't cause for excitement. Either Loki hadn't noticed, was too polite to comment, or was waiting to taunt him about it.
"Well, perhaps you and my brother. I'm not sure my brother can be killed, but I wouldn't want to waste my time trying too hard, I would want him to observe my triumph after all. You would be the second-to-last, then. Certainly not the first." Loki nodded to himself.
Tony had no idea what to say to that.
"And besides, I would wish to partake of your … whorish talents, before killing you." Loki ground his hips against Tony's experimentally. "Pity the slasher villains never seem to go that route. Seems the most logical option, when faced with a character with a gaping mouth and spread legs …"
Tony decided that things were getting very creepy, to the point that the creepiness was overriding the sexy-factor of being straddled by a hot god-like entity in bed. "JARVIS …?" he called out, trying to keep the fear from his voice.
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Date: 2012-12-27 03:32 pm (UTC)Not a fill, but...
Date: 2012-12-27 10:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-12-27 03:34 pm (UTC)You're Everything a Big Bad Wolf Could Want, Part 1/2
Date: 2012-12-28 05:55 am (UTC)"What does Argent know?" he muttered. "Without his daddy and his scary wife to back him up, he's nothing." He suppressed a shiver at the memory of Victoria Argent's cold, crazy eyes. Not a chick he had ever wanted to mess with, but he kind of regretted she was dead. She had been one bad ass killer. Unlike her pussy of a husband, who had tried to run him out of town by asking him politely to leave.
He checked his shotgun and extra rounds. The shells were laced with wolfsbane - enough to slow down an alpha werewolf and level the playing field. He tilted his head back until it touched the handle of the blade strapped to his back. He preferred to deliver the killing blow with his machete, Nemesis.
Gravel crunching outside brought him to full alert. Obviously not a wolf, too noisy. He peered out one of the broken windows.
A tall, gangly kid in a hoodie was headed toward the house in a stumbling run. He kept looking back over his shoulder, flailing to catch his balance whenever he tripped.
"Great. A civilian." He stepped out onto the porch, and lifted his goggles up onto the top of his head. The kid skidded to a stop.
"Oh, thank god. I think something's after me." The kid jogged up onto the porch, miraculously not catching his foot on anything and landing on his face.
"The woods're dangerous at night, kid. What the hell are you doing out here?" He just wanted to get the kid out of there and get on with his business.
"My jeep broke down. I was walking home, but I think I turned down the wrong road. This is the Hale house, right? God, I knew I should've kept going. But one unmarked dirt road looks pretty much like another in the dark." The kid looked him up and down. "Say, you got a cell I can borrow? I sort of lost mine in a tragic lacrosse accident. Or a car? Maybe I could get a ride home?" He bounced on his feet, looking around. "Look, could we go inside? I'm pretty sure there's something out there. Like a wild animal. A big one."
"Sure, kid." He turned and went back into the house, the kid close behind him.
"Never mind about the ride. My dad taught me never to accept rides from strangers, so there's that. So, you a hunter, or something?"
He turned and stared at the kid. "Or something. Just doing a little night hunting. Big game." He smirked.
"Huh. That's cool." The kid turned in a circle, taking in the ruined house. The back of his hoodie - red, for chrissakes, could he be any more of a cliche - said Stilinski.
"Stilinski." The kid jumped and whirled to face him. "Any relation?"
"Oh, my - yeah, sheriff's kid, that's me. Stiles Stilinski." The kid gave him a weird, nervous half-smirk. Don't try anything funny, my dad has a gun, that look said.
"Sorry, my cell's in my car, a couple of miles away." The kid nodded.
"Is this like your base camp? Do you have permission to be here? I know it's abandoned, but the owner's in town, and I'm pretty sure you need permission to hunt here. Private property, and all." The kid wandered around, peering through doorways into darkened rooms.
He opened his mouth to offer to walk the kid back to the road - anything to get him and his chatter gone - when he heard a low growl outside the front door. The kid stumbled backward through one of the doors he had just been investigating, and landed on his ass with a thump.
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Date: 2012-12-27 03:35 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-12-27 04:02 pm (UTC)Avengers movieverse, author's choice, Thanos is a demon, the Chitauri are zombies, Asgardians are werewolves, Jotnar are vampires, and humans are humans.
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Date: 2012-12-28 05:52 pm (UTC)“I Odin, King of the Werewolves, swear upon the blood that I and my people shall hold a truce with the vampires so long as they are true to their word.”
They break apart and Laufey sneers, “It is done – now get out of my castle.”
Odin shifts into his wolf form, happy to oblige the disgraced king. He turns to leave, but as he does so he notices the child watching him. The boy is drenched in blood and Odin supposes that is the reason he has missed him until now; what is one more body in a castle of corpses? But this boy is not dead, simply too terrified or too hurt to do more than stare at him with wide, haunted eyes.
Laufey follows Odin’s gaze and also spots the child. “I see I was careless when eating my snack earlier. I will let you have this one Odin – I have no need of a child vampire.”
A growl escapes Odin’s throat at the waste of such a young life. He pads forward slowly, intending to put an end to the little vampire. If Laufey does not want him then he will be left to run wild and Odin has seen the carnage caused by a vampire that has not been taught to moderate itself; it is best for all that its death be swift.
The boy whimpers and curls into a protective ball as tears fall from his eyes. The image of Odin’s son Thor in the middle of a nightmare rises before Odin’s eyes and stays his hand. After so much bloodshed he has no desire to kill a child. Odin has always been optimistic and believes creatures are not ruled by their nature. This boy does not have to be a killer like his sire. With the proper guidance he could become so much more than a monster who is a slave to blood.
Odin shifts back into his human form and kneels before the child. He holds out his hand and whispers, “I intend you no harm boy. Let me take you away from this place.”
The boy watches him warily for the longest time. Then he reaches out and takes Odin’s hand.
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Frigga takes one look at the child on her husband’s back before sweeping the boy into her arms. The child clings to her and buries his face against her neck. She watches her husband shift back into human form before scolding playfully, “And which of your battlefield mistresses does this one belong to?”
Odin’s expression is grave as he replies, “Laufey is his sire.”
Frigga tenses as she realises just how cold the boy is in her arms. Her scowl becomes real as she asks, “Why is he here? Why have you brought him into our home?”
“He is a child and a newborn. Laufey would have killed him if I had not saved him.”
The Queen of the Werewolves’ scowl does not abate. “So you bring him here and hope that I will raise him as my own?”
The child in her arms begins to shake and whispers, “Please don’t send me back there. Please don’t send me back to the bad man.”
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Date: 2012-12-27 04:03 pm (UTC)Highlander, Methos, he's not the oldest immortal just because he's the best (though he is) - he's a vampire
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Date: 2012-12-28 06:22 am (UTC)Uh, wow. That one turned out longer than I expected.
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Date: 2012-12-27 04:04 pm (UTC)Glee, Kurt + author’s choice, Kurt’s rage is ice-cold and endless
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Date: 2012-12-27 04:05 pm (UTC)Glee, second season New Directions, People start dying. Kurt is either the only survivor or the killer.
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Date: 2012-12-27 04:08 pm (UTC)X-Men First Class, Charles/Erik, On the beach, Charles said, “Kill them all.” It was months before anyone realized Shaw had crawled inside him.
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Date: 2012-12-27 04:10 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-12-27 04:19 pm (UTC)What's a Draugr? To Wikipedia! (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Draugr)
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