Saturday free-for-all

[tigriswolf]

Well, today's Saturday so it's the free-for-all.

Have fun, y'all.

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[tigriswolf]

Teen Wolf (TV), author’s choice, Stiles was bitten in the pilot instead

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Star Wars, Shmi Skywalker, no matter what he becomes – he is still her son

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Struck by Lightning, Malerie, what she wrote

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Struck by Lightning, Nick/Scott, what happens after high-school

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Biblical, Eve, I am done with apple-picking now (Robert Frost)

[matrixrefugee.livejournal.com]

She could no longer look at an apple tree. Any time that Eve left the shelter that Adam had built, out of fallen branches leaned against the mouth of a cave, to collect fruits or nuts for their daily meal, she could not bring herself to go near the apple trees. The red and yellow and green fruits, the skin so smooth and glossy in the sunlight, the aroma so sweet: She could feel the crunch and the texture of the flesh between her teeth and moving over her tongue as she chewed it.

She caught herself looking into the branches of the trees, wary-eyed, watching for a pair of golden eyes peering through the foliage, a sinuous, greenish body wrapped around the branch, a warm voice insinuating itself into her ear, offering her new experiences. She trembled at the memory of that moment which came after that first taste, that first bite. Her eyes opening, that sense of darkness and coldness reaching into her soul and heart, the sight of Adam lacking the gentle light that had surrounded him.

No, not again. Never again. That moment of temptation had changed how she and Adam saw the world: the animals who had approached them with and let them approach fled from them. Or rushed them, trying to attack: she and Adam had had to fend them off by throwing rocks.

Worse still, the Voice of The One sounded different, and The Presence less warm and welcoming. They had disobeyed and failed the test and so they forfeited their place created for them.

Which had lead them out here, to the wilderness, where they had to compete with their one-time companion animals for their very sustenance.

No, it was not worth another taste. Not even another glance. She moved on, looking for other fruits, looking for things which bore no weight of memory and darkness...

[cedara]

Any, Any/Any, It was as if they were in some British crime novel, by Agatha Christie.

[mangacrack.livejournal.com]

MCU, Thor / Loki, Thoris dying and no one wants to be the one, who tells Loki

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[tigriswolf]

(ignores Age of Ultron & Civil War, as i've not seen either)

He watches the Captain's companion wander around the building he's allowed the Avengers to think is his home, curious. Not annoyed, not yet, because he's been quite successful in claiming the region called "New England" for himself from the rest of the trickster-inclined, and held it against those who would claim it for themselves. There hasn't been an attack in months, though he knows he'll never get credit for it. Despite that, he is far more content than he has been since Heimdallr realized it was not Odin on the throne.

"To what do I owe this incursion, Sergeant?" he asks without stepping from the shadows, making the sound of his voice come from every corner of the room.

"Your brother's sick," the second man-out-of-time says. "Odin sent a healer but nothing's working and Thor refuses to return to Asgardr." His gaze flicks to the shadow shielding Loki but moves on. He is not lying.

If he is not lying...

"And your companions allowed you to come to me?" Loki asks. His voice shakes, though not enough for a mere mortal to notice.

The man scoffs. "They don't know I'm here. Don't know if they woulda tried to stop me, but I sure didn't ask." He shrugs. "A thousand years as your brother--I've listened to the stories he tells. You should have the option of saying goodbye."

Loki steps out of the shadows. "Tell me what ails him, Sergeant," he says. "And how it was he fell ill."

"Yes, sir," the man says, barely inclining his head. His eyes are sharp, his gaze assessing, and the metal of his arm hums a familiar tune. "It started about a week ago," he begins, so Loki shoves all his plotting to the side because time is the one thing he does not lack.

[mangacrack.livejournal.com]

MCU, Thor + Bruce, the Hulk is invited to visit Asgar, but the Asgardian'S don't even blink an eye and just get a bigger chair

[mangacrack.livejournal.com]

The Hobbit, Thorin, (AU - during the Ring War) "They love my smiths and my gold, but not as much as they love my walls in these troubled times."

[mangacrack.livejournal.com]

author's choice, author's choice, “The trick iIs finding someone who complements you instead of completes you. You need to be complete on your own.”

fic: [Highlander]

[ammcj062.livejournal.com]

Methos has had sixty seven wives. Some he married for political reasons; some he married to grant them the protection of his name; some he married for lust. A very few he’s married for love.

Love, you see, is messy. Love is dependency; love is devotion. Love is something that, if allowed to settle into your heart, infects like a cancer.

Methos is lucky; he survived it once. Only once, and he doesn’t think he could do it again. Three thousand years later and its consequences still come back to haunt him. There are still stories about him, cursed with immortal life but fallen in love with a mortal.

He learned from that. It’s the settling that kills you – the acclimation, the years of happiness. He knows to guard himself, keep everything at hand’s reach. The trick is finding someone who complements you instead of completes you. You need to be complete on your own. If not, the loss gnaws at you, grows every day until it’s an aching, insatiable thing. Then that darkness sucks you down with it, collapses in on itself until nothing is left.

He’s learned his lesson about love. Lesser emotions suit him just fine.

[mangacrack.livejournal.com]

author's choice, any king / leader, Sometimes, you have to choose who dies.

Avengers: Honor or Duty

[purplemoon3.livejournal.com]

"You cannot do this, Father!" Thor yelled, voice a combination of rage and confusion as his trusted companions looked on. Their own faces were carefully blank except for the confusion in their eyes. "I did not bring my brother back just so that he could be put to death! I promised him!"

"Then you should not have made that promise!" Odin gestured, hand sweeping to encompass the warriors who had followed Thor into Odin's chambers more for moral support than anything else. "Would you have me take the heads of your friends in recompense, instead? They accompanied you to Jotunheim. Their hands are are red as your's and Loki's!"

"Jotunheim?! We've already treated with Jotunhiem! It is Midgard-"

"The reason Jotunheim demanded so little was not because they were cowed, but because it was understood that Loki was dead. Now, every Realm knows he is not. You see the problem, Thor? Jotunheim threatens war if his head is not delivered, though they would just as happily take yours!"

"Loki is your son!"

Odin's face clouded, his single eye swimming with unidentifiable emotion. When next he spoke his voice had lost the volume but none of the rage. "Not by blood. Not like you. You think it only Jotunheim that offers the problem? Many believe your punishment was too light, too swift. What are a handful of days -even days as a mortal- compared to the potential eons that we may live?"

Odin's eye cast to Sif and her companions. "And what of those that knowingly committed treason not once, not twice, but three times over simply because they did not like the decision of the Council? Your oaths were witnessed, Friends-of-Thor, as was the speed at which you broke them. No. Better to lay the blame for it all at the feet of a Frost Giant. That is something the people can understand. Will not question. Better than to make it appear as if the House of Odin is rife with selfish, unthinking traitors."

Tears threatened at the corner of Thor's eyes even as his teeth ground in grimace. "When I am King, this will never happen."

Odin turned his back on his child, voice heavy with regret. "Then you will never be king."

[drabblewriter.livejournal.com]

any, any, heart like the Fourth of July

[radondoran.livejournal.com]

Robots - Isaac Asimov, Greg Powell/Mike Donovan, third law

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Warehouse 13/The Greatest American Hero; Artie+Ralph, The suit is considered an artifact.

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Fullmetal Alchemist, AU, Edward+any; Instead of an alchemist, he's a thief with the nickname of 'Fast Eddie'.

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[rett-chan.livejournal.com]

Here. (http://rett-chan.livejournal.com/3101.html)

Um, there's a little bit of mood whiplash towards the end. I'm so sorry.

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Iron Man (Movies), Tony/Pepper, "It'll still be two days 'til we say we're sorry." (Barenaked Ladies, One week

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Fullmetal Alchemist, Edward/Winry, It's been one week since you looked at me/Cocked your head to the side and said "I'm angry" (Barenaked Ladies, One Week)

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MCU, Darcy/Loki, "Is it weird that the girl who is dating a supervillain is in the most stable relationship of her life? And why am I not freaked out by this?"

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Torchwood, Jack/Ianto, the Rift produces a memory-delete gadget that works on Ianto. The thing is, though, he still loves Jack, despite not having the first clue who he is.




Because I need an AWWWWWW today

[iantojjackh.livejournal.com]

Ugh...this was directed at me, right?

Why why...I have so many other docs to write.

*scampers off to write...maybe get lunch first*

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Any, an + any, conversations with dragons

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Assassin's Creed, Ezio/Sofia, her "ladies' man" has been nursing a broken heart all his life, and is a lot less confident trusting his romantic instincts than he pretends.

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MCU, Darcy/Loki, Darcy gives Loki driving lessons. They're less unsuccessful than Thor's lessons, but it still gives Coulson a ton of cover-up paperwork to do.

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Stargate SG-1, Sam/Jack, It's taken 15 years for them to finally get here.

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Dexter, Dexter + Maria,
You don't know how you've betrayed me
And somehow you've got everybody fooled.

[snow-white.livejournal.com]

Leverage/Supernatural, Eliot/any!Winchester, they only come out at night