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It's after 5pm where I am, so I'm tossing a pinch-hit out here. The theme is AU, so go wild, y'all. Y'all know the rules.
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Date: 2013-05-20 10:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hobnailedboots.livejournal.com
Star Trek, Kirk/Spock, law enforcement AU

Date: 2013-05-20 10:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] livingtolaugh.livejournal.com
Supernatural, Mary, after John dies, she raises her boys right.

Date: 2013-05-20 10:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] livingtolaugh.livejournal.com
Bridal Mask, Lee Kang To + Lee Kang San, his brother never dies. He never puts on the mask.
Edited Date: 2013-05-20 10:27 pm (UTC)

Date: 2013-05-20 10:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hobnailedboots.livejournal.com
Star Trek, team, zombie apocalypse AU

Date: 2013-05-20 10:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hobnailedboots.livejournal.com
The Thick of It, Malcolm/Jamie, foul-mouthed coffee-shop AU

Date: 2013-05-20 10:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hobnailedboots.livejournal.com
Game of Thrones, Sandor, gangster AU

Date: 2013-05-20 10:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] livingtolaugh.livejournal.com
any, any, They never fired that shot.

Leverage fill: Past

Date: 2013-05-23 04:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] poestheblackcat.livejournal.com
It’s not that he’s never taken a life before; he has, and plenty of them. It’s just that…

Well, before, killing wasn’t for the money. It wasn’t for anything but the flag of the United States of America. He was an extension of the nation; he was the hand holding the gun that was fired by the country.

But now?

If he pulls that trigger now, he’ll be killing for himself. For money (even if it is an awful lot of money). It would be murder.

And Mama and Daddy had taught him that murder is wronger than wrong, and damnable to boot.

Now Eliot don’t do everything that Mama and Daddy tell him to do – he is twenty-three after all – but when it comes to life-or-death things like this, it’s good sense to just shut up and listen.

Mama said, all those years ago, “Don’t play with that gun, Eliot.”

So he puts that gun down and runs.

He runs all the way home to Kentucky and the horse farm and right into Aimee’s arms.

She’d waited for him, see. Kept her promise, so he buys her a real ring. They’re married by Christmas and their first baby’s here by Thanksgiving.

He’ll always say that it was the best damn choice he ever made to put that gun down.

Until.

The barn burns down, set on fire by that bastard Alan Foss, and Willie finds some people who say that they can help.

Eliot don’t need help…

…but for the horses? He’ll take help, for the horses that died in that fire, screaming. He’ll take help for Baltimore.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Ford drinks too much. Watches him too much, too. It’s uncanny, the way those piercing blue eyes follow him around.

The kid would talk an ear off of an apple if it had one.

That Kitty lady, or Sophie, or whatever the hell her name is – she’s downright scary, smilin’ that much all the time.

And the blonde? Somethin’ wrong with her, too.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

After the job, Ford walks up to him, asks him, “Army? Ranger?”

“None of your damn business,” he snarls back at the drunk. Eliot doesn’t like to think about those days when he’d almost pulled that trigger, almost become a different man.

“Ah,” Ford nods, as if he’d actually given a real answer, “Special Ops then?”

Eliot grunts. Not yes, not no.

“You didn’t startle when Parker turned up behind you. Not many people can do that.”

Eliot sighs, turns to the man. “That’s all a part of my past. I paid my dues to my country and now I wanna live in peace with my family without people nosin’ around my business.”

Ford takes the hint. Leaves. Leaves with his fancy team and fancy gadgets and gets the hell out of his life.

And Eliot…thinks. Admits that he’s never let his guard down, not even when he’s got babies crawling all over him and pulling at his hair, not when he’s at the grill barbecuing up enough grub to feed thirty people, not in bed with his wife. He doesn’t let his guard down, and he’ll never be able to. The past is always there, in the shadows, in the periphery of his vision.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

The past catches up.

The farm burns. The horses scream. And Aimee, the children…All gone.

Gone.

He calls Ford. Asks for help. This time for himself.

“Mr. Ford? This is Eliot Spencer. I need your help.”

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .


Re: Leverage fill: Past

From: [identity profile] livingtolaugh.livejournal.com - Date: 2013-05-23 12:29 pm (UTC) - Expand

Re: Leverage fill: Past

From: [identity profile] poestheblackcat.livejournal.com - Date: 2013-05-23 06:22 pm (UTC) - Expand

Date: 2013-05-20 10:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hobnailedboots.livejournal.com
The Walking Dead, any, coffee-shop AU: shambling hordes of city workers, desperate for caffeine; Rick, who's trying to keep this coffee shop alive and independent, despite the interest of ruthless larger businesses...take this prompt anywhere you'd like.

Date: 2013-05-20 10:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] livingtolaugh.livejournal.com
Hope this is ok. I haven't written Walking Ded for a while ...

It's one am. About the time any civilised person should be sleeping. Or at least, cuddled up in their lovers arms. Isn't that the way those songs put it? Fast asleep, or satisfied, at home, in bed, with everything wonderful.

Instead, he's here. At this stupid little cafe, at the corner of whatever and whatjimacallit, trying to pull a sensible order out of some stoned, drunk redneck and his little brother. And trying, desperately, not to throw them both out.

Not that he minds. Hell, this is quiet. He could be next door, with the bored, kinda hot blonde lady, who's name he's never asked, trying to tell people they really can't have that last drink. Or down the street, with the old guy, trying to stop kids vandalizing his van.

Hell, he could be Shane, tending bar down the street to pay rent. Shane, coming home with bruises and cuts, and one time bite, from rowdy customers.

But he's Rick. With a girlfriend at home, and a baby on the way, praying to God he'll have the money to support them all.

He's Rick, with a shitty job and no prospects and the drunk or tired or both ordering coffee off him at stupid'0'clock to make them feel alive.

He's the walking dead, dealing with the walking dead, and the money ain't even all that great. But if the drunk, stoned redneck and his little brother would just go home, and if Lori is still there when he gets home, he can deal with it.

Hope, again, that it's ok ...

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From: [identity profile] hobnailedboots.livejournal.com - Date: 2013-05-20 11:04 pm (UTC) - Expand

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From: [identity profile] livingtolaugh.livejournal.com - Date: 2013-05-20 11:14 pm (UTC) - Expand

Date: 2013-05-20 11:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] livingtolaugh.livejournal.com
No fill but ...

I need this fic in my life!

Fill, Sirius cheers Harry up

From: [identity profile] eneumann.livejournal.com - Date: 2013-05-21 12:36 am (UTC) - Expand

Date: 2013-05-20 10:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] c3childs.livejournal.com
Stargate Atlantis, John Sheppard + ensemble (whoever), John Sheppard, Pegasus native

Date: 2013-05-20 11:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hpfangirl71.livejournal.com
Harry Potter, Draco/Harry, college roommates

mini-fill

Date: 2013-05-21 12:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hobnailedboots.livejournal.com
Almost as soon as Harry pushed open the door, his roommate spoke.

"What do you think?"

"Er," said Harry, "it's bigger than I'm used to."

"Really?" said his roommate, voice disbelieving. "Did you live in a cupboard? This place has to be less than a quarter of the size of my old room - and now I have to share it with someone, too."

Even though he'd spent much of his childhood meeting people who weren't aware of their own luxuries, Harry was gritting his teeth. He'd be stuck with this guy (Malfoy, D., the room list had said) for the next few years, and he was looking forward to it less with every second that passed.

"The view's alright, though," Harry said, grasping.

Malfoy looked up from his book, looked Harry up and down, and raised an eyebrow.

"You can say that again. I'm Draco Malfoy," he said. "And you must be the famous Harry Potter. The Evans Scholarship, right? I'm so glad our college holds dear to the nepotistic traditions of old."

"Isn't your father Chairman of the Governors?"

"Point."

Re: mini-fill

From: [identity profile] hpfangirl71.livejournal.com - Date: 2013-05-24 02:52 am (UTC) - Expand

Date: 2013-05-20 11:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hematitebadger.livejournal.com
Haven, Duke, Simon told him about the family legacy before he died.

Date: 2013-05-20 11:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hpfangirl71.livejournal.com
Teen Wolf, Derek/Jackson, vampires instead of werewolves

Date: 2013-05-20 11:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hpfangirl71.livejournal.com
Defiance, Alak/Christie, Alak is the human and Christie is the alien.

Date: 2013-05-20 11:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hematitebadger.livejournal.com
Chuck, Ellie, she gets the Intersect instead and immediately brings Chuck and Devon into the secret.
Edited Date: 2013-05-20 11:12 pm (UTC)

Date: 2013-05-20 11:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hpfangirl71.livejournal.com
Supernatural, Dean/Sam, John gave Sammy up for adoption yrs ago...the two boys meet as strangers and fall in love.

Date: 2013-05-20 11:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hematitebadger.livejournal.com
Haven, Evi, she and Duke didn't split up (or just haven't yet) and he brought her back to Haven with him. (Would love to see a focus on Nathan trying to deal with her.)

Date: 2013-05-20 11:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hematitebadger.livejournal.com
Phineas and Ferb, Vanessa, an accident with one of her dad's Inators gives her superpowers; she has to choose whether to use them for good or evil.

Date: 2013-05-20 11:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] livingtolaugh.livejournal.com
Pretty Little Liars, Girls + Spencer, Spencer disappeared that night, but why?
Edited Date: 2013-05-20 11:25 pm (UTC)

Date: 2013-05-20 11:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wildlinggirl.livejournal.com
Pretty Little Liars, Jason + Alison, Jason is the one that disappears and is later murdered instead of Ali.

Spoilers for Deathly Hallows end!

Date: 2013-05-20 11:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wildlinggirl.livejournal.com
Harry Potter, Hermione, she kills Bellatrix instead of Molly at the Battle of Hogwarts.
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