MANIC MONDAY: AU Fusions
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theladymore Bringing you another exciting week of prompts for your ficly pleasure today's theme is AU FUSIONS. Have you ever wanted to see your favorite Characters fight in the Hunger Games? Or have Sam and Dean fight off wraith in the World of Stargate Atantis then this day is for you!
Here are the rules:
No more than five prompts in a row.
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...
+ The Hunger Games, Katniss Everdeen/Peeta Mellark + Primrose Everdeen, Supernatural Fusion- Prim and Katniss are two Demon Hunting Sisters from a family of demon hunters who travel across the country to avenge their father's death and meet fellow Hunter Peeta Mellark
+ Stargate Atlantis, Elizabeth Weir/John Sheppard, Hunger Games Fusion - John and Elizabeth are chosen to fight for their District ala Katniss and Peeta.
+ Supernatural, Ensemble, Stargate Atlantis Fusion.
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NOW GO FORTH AND PROMPT
theladymore Bringing you another exciting week of prompts for your ficly pleasure today's theme is AU FUSIONS. Have you ever wanted to see your favorite Characters fight in the Hunger Games? Or have Sam and Dean fight off wraith in the World of Stargate Atantis then this day is for you!Here are the rules:
No more than five prompts in a row.
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...
+ The Hunger Games, Katniss Everdeen/Peeta Mellark + Primrose Everdeen, Supernatural Fusion- Prim and Katniss are two Demon Hunting Sisters from a family of demon hunters who travel across the country to avenge their father's death and meet fellow Hunter Peeta Mellark
+ Stargate Atlantis, Elizabeth Weir/John Sheppard, Hunger Games Fusion - John and Elizabeth are chosen to fight for their District ala Katniss and Peeta.
+ Supernatural, Ensemble, Stargate Atlantis Fusion.
Not feeling any of today’s prompts? Visit the lonely prompt archive and brighten someone’s day.
NOW GO FORTH AND PROMPT
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Date: 2013-01-07 06:45 pm (UTC)Chuck/White Collar, Bryce&Neal as twins, Bryce’s daemon is a panther; Neal’s is a tabby
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Date: 2013-01-07 06:45 pm (UTC)mini-fill, warning for allusion to prostitution
Date: 2013-01-13 12:14 am (UTC)When you're a little kid, everything you learn seems to expand the world further. Three times three is nine, and if you climb that tree you'll reach a whole other world. If you dig that whole, who knows what treasure you'll find?
What I'm trying to say is that adults deny anything they can't understand. Adults tuck you in and smile as they complete the ritual - no, there isn't a monster in the closet, or under the bed - and they live out their days in a world they've chosen for themselves.
What I'm trying to say is that all stories are true. Monsters are real, and one took my dad.
Katniss saw it. She won't tell me much, but she gets this fierce look on her face whenever I mention it, and her grip on the steering wheel gets tight.
"I know what I saw, Prim," she says, "and trust me, you don't want to know."
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It's been ten years since Dad was taken, and five since Mom was left behind.
Sometimes I think about Mom. I don't know other kids, but I read books when I can: my mom was not like the storybook moms. Katniss tells me it wasn't her fault, that she can't help it, but I can tell that she blames Mom twice as much as I do. Maybe it's because Katniss can remember a time when Mom smiled, or opened the curtains. Or tucked us in.
Sometimes I think about whether Mom misses us. Sometimes I don't think she'll realise we've gone.
~
Two young girls on the road, one a few years older than the other. We've got no income, no home, and no clean clothes. Life's plenty hard - and that's without the monsters.
I don't know for sure how my sister gets the money, but I can guess. I've seen vampires and ghouls and demons, but nothing scares me half as much as that look in Katniss's eyes when she gets back to the motel before dawn.
"Shh, little duck," she says, words slow like she's been punched in the mouth. "Go back to sleep."
~
Sorry for not fully filling the prompt. If it's any consolation, I have ideas for more?
Re: mini-fill, warning for allusion to prostitution
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Date: 2013-01-07 06:45 pm (UTC)Once Upon a Time/White Collar, Emma/Neal, Neal Cassidy is Neal Caffrey
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Date: 2013-01-07 06:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-01-07 06:46 pm (UTC)Fill
Date: 2013-01-09 04:27 pm (UTC)Teyla and Ronon were in the gate-room, watching two young Marines organize a pile of gear and supplies that had just come through.
"There is something about those two..." Teyla said hesitantly.
Ronon nodded, "I hear they're brothers."
Teyla shook her head, "They do not look much alike."
Ronon shrugged, "It's what the other Marines say."
Teyla glanced at Ronon -- he was closer to the human warriors, "What else do the Marines say about them?"
A smile quirked across Ronon's face, "They're something called, 'stone-cold motherfuckers'."
Teyla cocked her head as she glanced back at the two Marines, "I assume that phrase is not literal?"
Ronon shook his head, "It's like 'bad-ass'."
Teyla sighed and said, "Just as odd. So I can assume those two are highly experienced warriors?"
This time Ronon hesitated before answering, "They're just out of training, but the other Marines are... careful... around them."
"Why?"
Ronon glanced at Teyla, "Maybe -- like you -- they've got a feeling."
Teyla nodded. Then she began walking towards the two Marines. Ronon didn't follow, but he found himself automatically shifting his posture slightly. He was more balanced now and his hands were closer to his weapons without being obvious about it. His eyes seemed to wander somewhere neutral, but his attention was actually still on the two Marines and Teyla.
As Teyla approached the Marines, she suddenly realized that they were completely aware of her approach. In fact, if she had to make a guess, they had also been aware that she and Ronon were watching them. That was a useful talent -- and rare among newly-minted warriors.
"Do you have the cargo manifest?" Teyla asked. Her voice wasn't friendly, but it wasn't crisply authoritative either. She wanted to see their reactions to an unspecific approach.
Neither Marine came to attention when she spoke, which was fine given the indeterminate nature of Teyla's rank. Teyla noted that both men had name tags on their jackets that read, "Winchester".
The taller of the two was actually the younger brother if Teyla had to make a guess. He nodded and said, "Yes, ma'am." Then he grabbed a clipboard and handed it to her. The shorter of the two paused in what he was doing and didn't bother to hide how he carefully examined Teyla's face and body. Teyla ignored that. If she were to get angry at every man -- particularly the young Marines -- who gave her a speculative glance then she would never get anything done.
Flipping through the papers of the manifest, Teyla said conversationally, "You two were just assigned here?"
"Yes, ma'am," said the taller brother with the pleasant, personable, hopeful smile of polite young man talking to a pretty woman. The shorter brother's eyes narrowed slightly for a split-second and then he went back to obviously checking out Teyla's curves in the guileless manner of a far more direct kind of man. Teyla knew instantly that it was an act. Both men were suddenly quite wary and were being careful.
Teyla handed the clipboard back to the taller Winchester and said, "Welcome to Atlantis. Good hunting"
The taller Winchester blinked for some reason. Then he recovered, keeping the stars in their eyes the weren't real and replied, "Thank you, ma'am."
The older Winchester just smiled, but his eyes were now cold and hard and mysterious.
The two Marines went back to work. Turning away, Teyla caught Ronon's eyes. He raised an eyebrow interrogatively. Teyla made an uncertain sideways motion with her head.
Everything was quiet in the gate-room, but nobody was fooling anyone.
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Date: 2013-01-07 06:53 pm (UTC)Struck by Lightning, author’s choice, Carson Phillips’ daemon
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Date: 2013-01-07 06:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-01-07 06:57 pm (UTC)White Collar, Peter + Neal, Peter's one of the best lawyers in New York and Neal's a small-time con man
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Date: 2013-01-07 06:59 pm (UTC)Merlin (BBC), Arthur/Merlin, Glee AU
Loser Like Me (hopefully a snippet that will become a longer fic one day!)
Date: 2013-01-17 11:14 pm (UTC)So imagine Arthur's surprise when he realises, after a few months enduring the company of the pathetic losers in glee club, that he actually enjoys singing.
"Hey Arthur," Gwen says as she takes a seat in front of him, a faint blush colouring her cheeks. Arthur flashes her a smile, wondering not for the first time how his witch of a sister has the nicest, sweetest girl at Camelot High for a best friend.
Arthur is thumbing boredly through his phone when someone collapses into the chair next to him. He doesn't need to look up, or even acknowledge the bright reds and blues in his periphery, to know who it is.
"I just haven't met you yet!" Merlin croons into Arthur's ear, and Arthur feigns a wince of disgust.
"Still telling yourself you can sing, Merlin?" he drawls.
"Still telling yourself you're attractive and intelligent?" Merlin pipes back as Mr Aglain walks in. To Arthur's horror, Merlin licks a long stripe up Arthur's cheek before bounding off his chair to the front, shouting, "I have a song, Mr Aglain!"
Arthur's horror intensifies tenfold when he catches Morgana's stare, eyes bright with knowing smugness, having watched the entire exchange. He can practically hear her mocking: Shagging the cute blue-eyed new kid, I knew you weren't as straight as a fiddle, brother dear.
Arthur has to clamp his jaw into a lock and turn away. As Merlin launches into a rendition of his latest favourite song, Arthur reminds himself that nothing is fact until proven or stated so, and if Morgana's expecting a confession any time soon, she's going to be waiting a long time.
Re: Loser Like Me (hopefully a snippet that will become a longer fic one day!)
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Date: 2013-01-07 07:05 pm (UTC)Not a fill, but
Date: 2013-01-07 08:52 pm (UTC)Re: Not a fill, but
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Date: 2013-01-07 07:08 pm (UTC)I've had this as a prompt in my head, but have never written it. Maybe someone else wants a shot?
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Date: 2013-01-07 08:07 pm (UTC)Filled
Date: 2013-02-25 04:15 am (UTC)He is the god of the road and hunters everywhere, the god of subculture and secrets whispered of in back alleys and run-down bars. If they don’t know that when they meet him, they are not one of his.
In New York, Sam laughs too. Unlike Dean it isn’t a kindly one. His secrets aren’t benign. Where Dean is the smooth smoky slide of booze, Sam is sharp afterbite and the piercing hangover. He is the scratch of a thousand sharp claws and the scream of terror in the night. He is the cuckoo in the nest.
Dean still calls him brother, but the Avengers don’t understand it. They don’t understand him, either. He drifts in and out of their lives gun at the ready, always happy to help but also dreaming to leave. The road pulses through his veins.
“You know, this room is open for more than a few days at a time,” Tony tells Dean one day. The morning before they had taken on a Hydra base, laughing in exhilaration as they burned it down around them. Dean smiles, but he can’t stay. The road calls, along with a thousand desperate curses from hunters whose hands shake with adrenaline. Dean will not save them all (Sam will get there first) but he can always save a few.
When his heart isn’t on the road, it’s set another direction. But Dad says things about balance and harmony, and keeps the paths closed. He says, You have to kill your brother, Dean, and Dean barricades the way from the other side.
Nobody touches his brother. Family is everything to a hunter.
That isn’t to say he won’t give Sam a good smack when he deserves it – calling the Chitauri from another dimension, for example. Dean gave him a wallop for that. (Sam gave him almost as good of one back.) But he also wasn’t surprised when the Avengers descended on the ruins of the Stark Tower penthouse and Sam flitted away as easy as one of his demons.
Even if he hadn’t disappeared, Ruby would have broken him out in due course. She’s learned runes to keep her presence hidden, but Dean hasn’t let on yet that he’s stated to identify her hosts by the subtle flickers of sardonic humor Ruby can’t properly hide – like the one he saw on Agent Hill’s face when they first met. Dean leaves her there, because he never knows when he might need to make Sam come running, and a sharp knife against the neck of his favorite confidant should do the trick.
In the meantime, Dean waits for the times when Sam appears. He follows the invocations of hunters from coast to coast while he waits – but the minute Sam appears, Dean is back in New York, suiting up with the rest of the Avengers to just get a moment with his brother.
“You can come back,” he tells Sam between punches. “I still love you, brother. We should be on the road together.”
“And what about when Dad tells you to kill me?” Sam snarls, and slashes with Ruby’s knife.
Dean takes the hit on the shoulder so he can reach in with his other hand and grasp Sam’s wrist. “I mean it. Come with me. I don’t care what dad says.”
Dean leaps back to avoid the stab at his ribs. Then Sam has disappeared again, leaving the Avengers to clear up his squadron of shapeshifters. (Skrull, SHIELD intelligence tells them later. Alien shapeshifters from another planet. Dean keeps quiet.)
Purgatory summons Dean like a siren song, but Dad has barricaded the door and Sammy’s not there any longer. So Dean wanders, and hunts, and waits. Sam will come back to him eventually.
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Date: 2013-01-07 08:08 pm (UTC)Bonus points for Darcy refusing to let Loki deal with Draugr on his own ;-)
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Date: 2013-01-07 08:17 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2013-01-07 09:26 pm (UTC)I've never seen Being Human, but I visited Wiki and now I want to mini-fill, if that's okay
Date: 2013-01-08 03:55 am (UTC)Eliot cooks for all of them.
Blood isn't really all that appetizing, no matter what popular belief says, and spicing it up by adding things to it and experimenting, basically, makes it somewhat more palatable.
Parker's easy. Just slap down a raw grass-fed steak in front of her and she's golden. Eliot just has to make sure he drops the plate quickly enough so he doesn't get bitten because one kind of supernatural infection is enough, thank you very much. He doesn't need to add some kind of hybridized hairiness to his bloodsucking image.
And Hardison. For someone who can't actually consume, much less digest, food, he sure is a picky eater. Eliot isn't even sure if late hacker can even taste anything he wafts through. He spends all his time ghosting his way through electrical wires, anyway. The currents must have done something to his taste buds because Eliot knows for a fact that his food is great, if somewhat garlicless.
Re: I've never seen Being Human, but I visited Wiki and now I want to mini-fill, if that's okay
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From:Re: I've never seen Being Human, but I visited Wiki and now I want to mini-fill, if that's okay
From:Re: I've never seen Being Human, but I visited Wiki and now I want to mini-fill, if that's okay
From:Re: I've never seen Being Human, but I visited Wiki and now I want to mini-fill, if that's okay
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Date: 2013-01-07 09:27 pm (UTC)no subject
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