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comment_ficHello! My name is Drayce and this is my week to cause havoc... erm, post the prompts. Yeah, that.
As Thursday is Valentine's Day, I thought we'd go with some topical prompts this week.
Today's prompt: It's a thin line between love and hate. Just what happens when love turns to hate, hate turns to obsession and strong emotions run amok?Spock tries to kill Kirk with a Lirpa.
Some simple rules:
+No more than five prompts in a row.
+No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
+If one of your prompts is filled, feel free to prompt again.
+No spoilers in the prompts.
+If your fill contains spoilers please warn and/or leave at least three spaces.
Format for prompts:
Fandom, Character, Prompt
Fandom, Character/Character, Prompt
Examples:
Sherlock BBC, Moriarty, He's infuriated to realize it isn't hate.
Sherlock BBC, Sherlock/John, John thought he'd never stop loving him but then Sherlock came back from the dead.
Person of Interest, Root, if she can't have him then no one can.
Not really your thing? Why not try to fill one of the lonely prompts instead?
tag=thin line between love and hate
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As Thursday is Valentine's Day, I thought we'd go with some topical prompts this week.
Today's prompt: It's a thin line between love and hate. Just what happens when love turns to hate, hate turns to obsession and strong emotions run amok?
Some simple rules:
+No more than five prompts in a row.
+No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
+If one of your prompts is filled, feel free to prompt again.
+No spoilers in the prompts.
+If your fill contains spoilers please warn and/or leave at least three spaces.
Format for prompts:
Fandom, Character, Prompt
Fandom, Character/Character, Prompt
Examples:
Sherlock BBC, Moriarty, He's infuriated to realize it isn't hate.
Sherlock BBC, Sherlock/John, John thought he'd never stop loving him but then Sherlock came back from the dead.
Person of Interest, Root, if she can't have him then no one can.
Not really your thing? Why not try to fill one of the lonely prompts instead?
tag=thin line between love and hate
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Date: 2013-02-11 12:10 pm (UTC)Sherlock BBC, Moriarty, He's infuriated to realize it isn't hate.
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Date: 2013-02-11 12:11 pm (UTC)Person of Interest, Root, if she can't have him then no one can.
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Date: 2013-02-11 12:11 pm (UTC)Sherlock BBC, Sherlock/John, John thought he'd never stop loving him but then Sherlock came back from the dead.
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Date: 2013-02-11 12:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-02-11 12:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-02-11 12:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-02-11 12:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-02-11 12:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-02-11 12:23 pm (UTC)no fill but...
Date: 2013-02-11 08:17 pm (UTC)it's nice to see when i am not the only person prompting cabin pressure. :-)
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Date: 2013-02-11 12:27 pm (UTC)lovespell wearing off? magic fading? or simply growing up and getting older?
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Date: 2013-02-11 12:29 pm (UTC)Already Lost (Fullmetal Alchemist,, Roy/Havoc) (alcoholic!Roy)
Date: 2013-02-11 01:31 pm (UTC)And the pain in his wrist, of course. From when Havoc had wrenched the bottle out of his grip.
"Havoc, 'm fine," he says, reaching forward as the world tilts and spins around him, seeking the bottle, and then Havoc's face, blue eyes lined in worry and glowing with some violent emotion, loom out of the darkness and into his gaze.
"No you're not," the Lieutenant hisses. His voice is soft, but cold. Cold and blistering, like absolute zero, so cold it burns. "Goddamn, Sir, fucking look at yourself."
Roy frowns, unsure of how to answer. He doesn't like the coldness of his Lieutenant's voice, doesn't like the anger in his face. Havoc is by no means an cheerful man, but he does often maintain a rather bullish kind of sarcastic jocularity around Roy. He likes, as Havoc himself has said, to make Roy smile.
But there is none of that joviality here now.
"What's wrong with you," Havoc hisses, and Roy's world spins as Havoc seizes him by his own filthy jacket. "Good god, what's wrong with you."
"'M fine," Roy says again, because he can think of nothing else. "I'm fine, Havoc."
The world explodes into a starry, painful whirl of color, and it takes Roy a minute to realize it is because his Lieutenant has just slapped his face.
"If you do this I can't follow you," Roy hears the Lieutenant whisper through the confusion of glassy, rolling pain, and the sound is somewhere between a threat and a plea . "You can't save us all if you kill yourself first."
"You can follow me," Roy says, confused. The pain is abating, the roll of drunken nausea creeping back in. "You trust me."
"I hate you," Havoc says, and Roy feels himself shaken, gripped by his filthy lapel and wrung like a dog by the neck. Confusion spikes through Roy's mind; Havoc doesn't hate him. Havoc is often exasperated with him, often confused by him, but he has never hated him.
"You love me," he mumbles.
"I hate you when you do this," Havoc says, "I care enough to hate you. Somebody fucking should."
Through the pain, Roy feels Havoc's hands slacken, changing from fists to lax fingers that begin to unbutton his jacket. Roy struggles weakly.
"'M fine," he protests again, and Havoc gives him another rough shake.
"I'll hit you for real if you say that again," he says.
"Don't."
"Why not? I'd hit anyone who hurts you. Even you. Especially you."
Havoc makes a sound, a long, bleating laugh that sounds almost like a sob.
"Don't do this, Sir," he says, and suddenly Roy is crushed in his Lieutenant's strong, smokey arms. "Just stop it. Please."
But the sudden motion sends Roy's head whirling, and he finds himself too unsteady to answer.
Re: Already Lost (Fullmetal Alchemist,, Roy/Havoc) (alcoholic!Roy)
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Date: 2013-02-11 12:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-02-11 12:39 pm (UTC)shadows of the indignant
Date: 2013-02-11 02:48 pm (UTC)"Dear Aslan, you know it is true."
And if he were mortal, if he were not tied to this land by blood and by rite, he would have crushed her instantly, and watched (maybe with pleasure) her green fairy eyes wilter just as Narnia had done so a hundred years ago. "Witch, I know all."
The smile she gives is a challenge to prove it.
There are no thorns in his smile.
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Date: 2013-02-11 12:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-02-11 12:43 pm (UTC)Control
Date: 2013-02-14 07:30 am (UTC)And when she did things she didn't mean to, and when she heard words that she didn't mean to say, it infuriated her all the more for the slips in control that she was showing in the heights of her passions.
Essam made her angry. When Essam slipped and she saw Hildy, that made her furious. And when Allison shone through Edriss, the yeerk burned alive with her incandescent rage.
Those nights were the best night, though Hildy and Allison were left bruised and the bedsheets needed a thorough cleaning.
Re: Control
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Date: 2013-02-11 12:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-02-11 12:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-02-11 01:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-02-11 01:17 pm (UTC)no fill but...
Date: 2013-02-11 08:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-02-11 02:23 pm (UTC)Avengers movieverse, Thor + Loki (+ author’s choice), someone points out to Thor that the opposite of love is not hate
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Date: 2013-02-11 02:23 pm (UTC)Avengers movieverse, Tony or Loki,
I know I'd never let you walk away
So why do I push you 'til you break?
And why are you always on the verge of good-bye
Before I'll show you how I really feel inside?
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Date: 2013-02-11 02:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-02-11 02:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-02-11 02:26 pm (UTC)Glee, Karofsky/Kurt, here’s your one chance, Fancy, don’t let me down
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Date: 2013-02-11 02:26 pm (UTC)Glee, Kurt/Blaine, it’s all your fault (Pink)