free for all

[tigriswolf]

Well, today's Saturday: have the free for all. Y'all know the rules; have fun!

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[tigriswolf]

Highlander, Methos + author's choice(s), 5 times he's pruned the Watchers' organization (and the time he utterly destroys it and all evidence it ever was)

[tigriswolf]

Highlander, Methos, but for me, it was Tuesday

[tigriswolf]

Avengers movieverse/Highlander, Kronos + Loki, when Loki falls from the Bifrost, he lands at Kronos’ feet

[jalu2.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Dean(+/)Sam, bruises

Fandom: Supernatural Pairing: Sam/Dean Rating: NC 17

[hpfangirl71.livejournal.com]

This came out rather long so its HERE (http://hpfangirl71.livejournal.com/201534.html) at my journal

[tigriswolf]

Dark Knight Rises/Highlander, Methos + Bane, oh, the things he could do with this one (Kronos would've salivated at the thought)

[jalu2.livejournal.com]

any, any, "It was my own lovely lady, and she said, 'Oh, it's you.'"

[tigriswolf]

Highlander/Greek myth, Methos+ Pegasus, Death on a Horse

[jalu2.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Sam (+ Dean), "I could have been a princess, you'd be a king // Could have had a castle and worn a ring // But no, you let me go" {Princess Of China, Coldplay}

[iceybreath.livejournal.com]

Welcome to Night Vale, Cecil/Carlos, science experiments.

[iceybreath.livejournal.com]

Hannibal, Hannibal/Will, sharing a bed with a monster.

sees feels is

[rett-chan.livejournal.com]

Will looks into Hannibal's eyes and he knows. More than that, he becomes.

There is a reason that he avoids eye contact as best he can, always, since he was very young, since before he even knew how unusual his particular way of seeing things really is.

Will sees feels is. The monster slithers into his skin and in that moment he can't tell them apart. It seems only right to reach out to the other, draw him close, kiss and bite his mouth bloody.

Later, he still can't tell them apart, as they tangle together physically as well as mentally. He is a monster sharing a bed with a monster, marking him and being marked by him.

Later still, he feels the chill of a scalpel ghosting over his throat, and he knows just how the final cut shall be made if he doesn't play his hand just right.

"I see you," he whispers. "I'm curious." And he licks blood from his lips, slow and obscene. "Your mind is fascinating."

He still can't tell them apart. He doesn't even really know which of them is speaking.

Perhaps the other knows, because he chuckles low and moves the scalpel away, just a little. "Let me show you."

This is the way to live, bound together by blood and murder, another layer of curiosity and entertainment. The ravenstag is circling, moving closer, and it is him and he knows what he will do.

[daria234.livejournal.com]

Futurama, Robot Devil/Calculon, you can be attracted to someone and still absolutely hate them

[daria234.livejournal.com]

Arrow, Slade/Tommy, Slade comes to town and starts dating Tommy. Oliver is not amused. (can end with Slade/Tommy, Tommy/Oliver or Oliver/Slade)

[daria234.livejournal.com]

Highlander, Methos/Amanda, they get together when they think Duncan is dead, but then it turns out he isn't

[daria234.livejournal.com]

Dollhouse/Leverage, Eliot/Priya or Eliot/Anthony or Eliot/Anthony/Priya, it's good to have a fighter

[daria234.livejournal.com]

Leverage/Any, Eliot/any, Eliot wakes up with amnesia surrounded by people in a different show, and has to try to remember who he is

No fill quite yet

[scribblemyname]

but oooh!

Do you care if you already know the other show or not?

[ivotedforsaxon.livejournal.com]

Teen Wolf/Revolution, Chris Argent/Miles Matheson,

I'm not in love
But the sex is good

[mangacrack.livejournal.com]

Pacific Rim / Supernatural, any, When heaven and hell were sealed, they lost their ability to take vessels. Now demons and angels come in their true from.

[mangacrack.livejournal.com]

Pacific Rim, Raleigh Becket & Mako Mori, suprisingly the percentage of lovers among the drifters is incredibly low

[rett-chan.livejournal.com]

Hannibal, any, eating human meat can turn you into a wendigo whether you knew what you were doing or not.

[rett-chan.livejournal.com]

Black Lagoon, Rock, his darkest side comes out to play.

[rett-chan.livejournal.com]

Monster, Johan, a wager with the devil.

[rett-chan.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, any angel, The nephilim Castiel killed? Her parent wants revenge.

[rett-chan.livejournal.com]

Carmilla, Carmilla/Laura, living (unliving? undying? being undead?) through the feminist movement.

[oneiriad.livejournal.com]

Welcome to Night Vale, Cecil/Carlos, while certainly a somewhat odd specimen, Cecil is in fact a perfectly ordinary human being. Carlos, on the other hand...

Human-Shaped (1/3)

[hematitebadger.livejournal.com]

"The other scientists have been studying you," Carlos says. They're sitting on Cecil's couch, and he's leaning against Cecil's shoulder, and he's feeling a little bit tipsy and fond.

Cecil's hands, which have been playing with Carlos' hair as they so often do, pause. "Oh?" There's interest in his voice, but also concern; Carlos knows Cecil isn't quite sure what to make of the other scientists yet. "They ask so many questions," he told Carlos once, "and they find so many things strange."

(When Carlos pointed out that he did the same thing, Cecil went a little red and muttered "That's different. You're different." Carlos laughed and kissed him, and marveled at how wonderful "you're different" could sound coming from the right person.)

"I've been studying you too, of course," Carlos adds. "But according to Kellie I am a highly biased source and as such my observations cannot be added to the data pool."

Cecil makes a thoughtful sound. "And do you trust Kellie's judgment on this?"

Carlos isn't sure how serious Cecil is. It's hard to tell with him sometimes. Carlos also suspects that Cecil might be a little jealous of Kellie, who's been Carlos' best friend since graduate school (since the beginning of my life, Carlos thinks) and still knows him better than Cecil does yet. He gives Cecil's knee a little squeeze. "I'd say I'm pretty biased in your favor," he says with a grin.

Cecil laughs low in his throat and kisses the top of Carlos' head, any potential jealousy appeased for the moment. His fingers resume combing through Carlos' hair, and Carlos sighs. He's decided that Cecil's touch is his favorite thing about being human-shaped. There's a moment of cozy silence before Cecil asks, "So what have your fellow scientists discovered about me?"

"Something very unexpected," Carlos says, his eyes still closed in contentment. "It seems that you, my darling Cecil, are completely normal."

There's another pause in the movement of Cecil's fingers. "Really? Are you sure?"

"Positive," Carlos tells him. "Physically, at least. And psychically, according to Mitch, but he admits that it's hard to tell here."

Cecil's hands fall away from Carlos' head. "Normal," he says, sounding dejected. "I had a feeling I might be."

Carlos wasn't expecting that. He didn't think 'normal' would be a devastating thing to hear. Until he came to Night Vale and started to realize just why he felt so different himself, Carlos would have loved to hear someone tell him that he was normal. At most, he thought Cecil would deny it, or debate the parameters of 'normal.' He never dreamed he might hurt Cecil's feelings.

Carlos sits up and turns to face Cecil, touching his downcast face. "Hey," he says softly. "What's wrong?"

Cecil looks up at him and smiles faintly. "Oh, nothing, I suppose. I'm just being silly. I mean, there's nothing wrong with being normal, right?" He looks down at his hands again and his cheeks turn pink. "I guess I just hoped that I might be...scientifically interesting."

Oh. Carlos breathes out a tiny laugh as he shakes his head. "My darling Cecil," he murmurs, pulling him close. "You could never be anything but fascinating." Cecil smiles cautiously and Carlos kisses him. "You may be an ordinary human, but you're an extraordinary person."

"And that's enough for you?"

"'Enough'?" Carlos repeats, incredulous. "Yes, I think I can safely say that 'extraordinary' is 'enough.'" He sighs, trying to be understanding. He knows why Cecil is disappointed at the thought of being normal. It's because he knows Carlos isn't.

[samueljames]

Justified, Raylan/author's choice, seduction.

[farad.livejournal.com]

It always started the same:

"I got a bottle, grab yourself a glass."

Then Tim was sitting beside Raylan at the bar, sipping on his fourth bourbon and listening to Raylan talk about whatever was up his ass that day. It always started with Art, of course, that was what they had in common. But by the fourth glass, they'd moved on to Boyd Crowder and how he and Raylan had been friends so long ago.

By the sixth glass, they were on to Winona and what had gone wrong with her.

By the eighth glass, they were on to what had done right with Winona, how they'd gotten back together, despite Raylan's escapade with Ava Crowder - which meant that by the tenth glass, Raylan was drunk and hating on all women.

When the bottle was empty, Tim pretty much hated all the women in Raylan's life, too, because now Raylan was all worked up and lonely, and now that the bartender was gone, Raylan was living at another dive hotel, where no one knew either of them.

In the morning, Tim would wake to the sound of Raylan snoring, mumbling things in his sleep that usually included the name of one of the many women. And as Tim pulled on his jeans, his body sore and achy from too much alcohol and too much Raylan, he'd say, sometimes out loud, "Don't share the bottle, just get a beer."

Ten hours later, he'd look into Raylan's eyes, and the bartender would bring him a glass.