free-for-all

[tigriswolf]

Today's Saturday so it's the free for all. Y'all know the rules; have fun!

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[tigriswolf]

Star Trek Into Darkness/Doom, Reaper!Bones/John Harrison, the world is not enough

[tigriswolf]

Bourne Legacy/Avengers movieverse, Loki + Clint, if Clint had been Aaron Cross the movie might have ended differently

[tigriswolf]

Avengers movieverse, Loki/Tony, they fear you, Starkson... is it not finally time to give them something to truly fear?

[aestivali.livejournal.com]

Arrow, Felicity Smoak/John Diggle, fight training

[aestivali.livejournal.com]

Da Vinci's Demons, Leonardo da Vinci/Zoroaster, anything you ask

[aestivali.livejournal.com]

Historical RPF, Lord Byron/Percy Shelley/Mary Shelley, the eye of the storm

[aestivali.livejournal.com]

Frankenstein, Victor Frankenstein/Henry Clerval, sacrifice

[aestivali.livejournal.com]

Peter Pan, Peter/Wendy, through wind and rain we burn bright / learn to fly through flames and hold tight

[tigriswolf]

Avengers movieverse, Pepper/Tony + Loki, the world where Loki is reincarnated as Pepper&Tony’s son, and when SHIELD/Asgard comes calling, Tony just about starts a war

not a fill

[bloodconfetti.livejournal.com]

omg please

[tigriswolf]

Avengers movieverse, Loki + Odin, “You gave unequaled power to a little boy still playing at war and you wonder why I am unhappy?”

No fill but

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

THIS. Just this.

Total agreement. If my Muses would only co-operate...

[mahmfic.livejournal.com]

Peter Pan, Peter/+Wendy, Forget them, Wendy. Forget them all. Come with me where you'll never, never have to worry about grown up things again. (from the 2003 version of Peter Pan)

Fill: "In Place of a Kiss" 1/2

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

She’s grown up now, with a daughter – and a granddaughter - of her own. The nursery’s been closed for decades; Nana laid to rest in the garden, as the cemetery wouldn’t allow a dog, no matter how good a nurse she was, on holy ground. Michael and John and the Lost Boys are old men now, with big bellies and whiskers. Her beloved parents are gone as well; buried in the cemetery that wouldn’t allow Nana within its walls. Her husband, too; with a stone to mark what his life had been. And she, she’s old now, with her hair all white, with only her childhood stories to remind her of the girl she once was. It has been over fifty years since she’s looked for a shadow in the clouds any more, or expect a boy to come and perch on her window, and offer her a thimble in place of a kiss.

So it’s a beyond a surprise, one morning, when she sees an acorn, where an acorn shouldn’t be – in her windowsill. There are no oak trees around for leagues – while her father had become more prosperous, and her husband even more so, Wendy had wanted to stay in her childhood home, and her husband acquiesced to her wishes. The park is a good distance away (Nana had always thought it best the children in her care walk there as often as possible, to improve their stature, muscle tone, and keep them tuckered out – though Wendy only suspected that after she had a daughter of her own). Wendy opens the casement and picks up the acorn, wondering. No squirrel had ever dared climb up their building – Nana’s ghost even seems to keep them out of the yard – and jackdaws and magpies were more likely to collect shiny things, rather than the seed of an oak tree. She sets it on her dresser, in a lidded glass bowl where she keeps some treasures – a marble Tootles gave her from his collection, a tiny ivory ring she’d found in the park, flower seeds she was saving to plant in the spring. The acorn nestles in with the ring, and Wendy covers the bowl again.

A month passes, and Wendy forgets about the acorn, at least until the morning after the full moon. She is on her morning constitutional, a walk around the ten blocks of the house, when she hears something unusual. The crow is unexpected, startling her, spinning her in a circle with the sound of it. She’s bound on all sides by high walls of stone or iron, and yew hedges and heavy trees hide any persons – or roosters – might make such a sound. That doesn’t stop her heart from pounding, and her breath to catch in her throat. “Peter?” she whispers, eyes wide.

There is no answer, and she wonders, as birds continue their chortling at the morning sun, if she imagined it all.

But that night, she leaves the window open, and sits up on her bed, her arms wrapped around her knees.

He doesn’t come, and doesn’t come, and, after four nights, Wendy’s caught a cold from the weather, and cannot keep the window open any longer. After a week, when John comes to call, and, in fear at the paleness of her cheeks, he insists on a doctor to come to visit.

Michael tuts over her fever, and prescribes her medicine, and, for a second, Winry remembers feeding Peter and the Lost Boys their doses. Her daughter comes to visit, and her granddaughter with her, and for a while, her house is full of noise and light and laughter. And Wendy loves it; embraces it with all her strength, but it seems to lessen daily, until finally, Michael says, “Pneumonia,” and insists she go to hospital, immediately.

[mahmfic.livejournal.com]

Being Human UK, George/Mitchell, the sex was bloody fantastic. so primal. so real. nothing like either of them had ever experienced before.

[mahmfic.livejournal.com]

Doctor Who, 11/Clara, Oh, the cleverness of you.

[mahmfic.livejournal.com]

Torchwood, Jack, To die would be an awfully big adventure.

[mahmfic.livejournal.com]

any, any, that's okay. we're all stories in the end.

[leni-ba.livejournal.com]

Once Upon A Time. Belle & Henry.

http://kitteninthedark.livejournal.com/240286.html

[love-evil.livejournal.com]

MCU, Tony+ his bots, what goes in their Christmas stockings?

[mangacrack.livejournal.com]

any, any/any, The only reasonable excuse for taking this risk? The high likelihood of getting laid!

Not a fill

[jaune-chat.livejournal.com]

So... many... fandoms... So many characters that could apply to!

[mangacrack.livejournal.com]

Teen Wolf, Peter, who still has some unfinished creepin' to do and is in a bar with dozens of others just like him

[mangacrack.livejournal.com]

The Silmarillion, any Feanorian, I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers.

[mangacrack.livejournal.com]

The Silmarillion, Maedhros, Dirty work is never done.

[mangacrack.livejournal.com]

any, any, if I were sitting where you're sitting, would you show me mercy?

Fill (original fiction) - The Interrogator

[icarus-chained.livejournal.com]

Um. I have no idea if this is any good to you at all, the prompt just caught off something in my head. Original fic, but I think Garak from DS9 was in my head a little -_-;

The Interrogator (http://icarus-chained.livejournal.com/421729.html) (Orig Fic, 3410 words, DARK)

[with-rainfall.livejournal.com]

Any, any, if I go crazy then will you still call me Superman?

[with-rainfall.livejournal.com]

A Bit of Fry and Laurie, Timothy and/or his parents, what really happened with Timothy's quest

[with-rainfall.livejournal.com]

A Bit of Fry and Laurie, Gordon & Stuart, making money

[with-rainfall.livejournal.com]

A Bit of Fry and Laurie/Animorphs, the jeweller, he's an Andalite or a maladjusted Yeerk