MONDAY: Outsider Point of View

[darkhavens.livejournal.com]

Hi! I'm darkhavens and I'll be your Guest Host this week.

First theme of the week is Third Person Limited Point of View* Outsider Point of View. That means that writers will be writing from the POV of someone who is not one of the primary characters/pairing.

Prompters may include the desired POV character, or leave the choice up to the writer.

Please think about our wonderful codemonkeys and use the correct format (the second is for crossovers).

Fandom, Pairing, Prompt
Fandom1/Fandom2, Pairing, Prompt

DCU (Justice League), Batman/Flash, discovery (POV author's choice of JL characters)
Stargate Atlantis/Eureka, John/Rodney, Rodney and Nathan Stark share a history (POV Jack Carter)

Please remember not to post more than 5 prompts in a row and more than 3 prompts per fandom. If one or more of your prompts are answered, you can prompt again later in the day.

If you don't see anything you like, you can always Adopt a Lonely Prompt.

*Edited because composing a post after being awake for 24 hours is always a bad idea. I knew what I meant to say... ;)

Comments

[moontyger.livejournal.com]

Star Wars, Obi-Wan/Anakin, trust (Padme PoV)

[emmademarais.livejournal.com]

Numb3rs, Colby, POV of a gym member where Colby works out regularly who has seen him change subtly through good times and bad even though they barely or never speak to each other

[havenward.livejournal.com]

SPN/RPS, Dean/succubus!Carlson, pleasure and pain both come undone (succubus!Kane pov)

[ravensword.livejournal.com]

He watches his protege, his beautiful Steven, seduce the hunter. It's a dance of delicate steps, the right amount of push, the right amount of pull...knowing when he needs pleasure, pain...each step dancing him closer to the point of breaking, to the moment of release, when he lets go of all that came before and opens himself to what it is that Steven offers him.

The world is a different place than it was when Steven was given to him. Now they must entice, seduce, take when all else fails and Steven has become adept at this dance.

He moves over Dean, fills him, strokes him, brings him closer and closer to the edge. The line of Dean's body is taut, his arms bound tightly, his thighs cut across with harsh ropes adding pain to his pleasure. There is a single, long welt across his chest that Steven's hand moves over. Sometimes softly, sometimes with nails, drawing hissing gasps from Dean.

That is when Dean loses himself enough to let go once more, to come undone inside the pleasure and the pain, painting his chest with come, despite the cock ring, yelling in abandon as Steven follows his lead and fills him with come.

[onceuponapillow.livejournal.com]

Veronica Mars, Veronica/Logan, Tender (POV Keith Mars)

2x22 Continued Scene when Veronica wakes up and discovers Keith's alive

[serendipityxxi.livejournal.com]

“Dad?!”

Keith heard Veronica call to him from where he stood in the small bathroom off his bedroom and hurriedly finished brushing his teeth. He opened his bedroom door prepared to go out there and ask Veronica why the Echolls boy was asleep on their couch but the sight that greeted him made him pause in the doorway.

His kitchen was in full view from where he stood and in it were his daughter and the boy he’d once come home to find punching his living room wall in the middle of a tantrum. Veronica’s hair was mussed from sleep and she was clinging to Logan Echolls as if he were a lifeline, her small fists clutched at the back of Logan’s shirt. It made Keith nervous seeing his tough girl put so much trust in this kid when she had spent so much time building walls around herself in large part because of him. They were growing up though, growing past old hurts. Veronica would not be his baby for much longer even if she hadn’t really been that for three years already. Keith could hear her soft sobs, they wrenched at his heart but the gentle way Logan’s fingers were stroking through his daughter’s hair had surprised him into stasis. Her hair was getting so long again, when had it gotten so long he wondered. Logan held Veronica as she cried, held her as if she would break, as if he would try and hold her together forever if need be and murmured to her in such a tender voice it brought a lump to Keith’s throat.
He stepped into the hallway and announced his presence, pretending he hadn’t witnessed the little scene.

“Is that breakfast I smell?” He asked, full of fake cheer, resolved to give the Echolls kid another chance. He couldn’t be all bad Keith supposed.

[havenward.livejournal.com]

Leverage, de-aged!Eliot/Nate, afternoons like this (Parker POV)

Afternoons like this (Parker's POV), Leverage, wee!Eliot&Nate

[entropynchaos.livejournal.com]

Parker really, really doesn't understand how the others can treat Eliot like a child. Sophie, Hardison, even Nate sometimes - they all look at him and their eyes soften and Parker just knows that they're about to go all mushy and d'awww!

She wrinkles her nose. Eliot is Eliot, even if he's tiny. Just means he's a tiny Eliot, is all, and all that mean rage just seems more when it's all...compacted in such a tiny body.

No way in hell is Parker going to get on his bad side!

Eliot hates it when he gets treated like a kid - Parker's not completely stupid, she notices things. Like how Eliot's jaw tightens and his eyes narrow and flick to the door of the kitchen or any one of the many, many, many places he keeps his knives. Like how Eliot locks himself in his office and refuses to come out for hours at a time. Parker won't unlock the door then, not even if Hardison promises her lots and lots of money, because everyone needs a space of their own, and Eliot's office is the only privacy he's got left.

Besides, he could be doing icky boy things in there like peeing standing up or something. Boys are weird.

So this is what confuses Parker. She knows Eliot doesn't like being treated like a little kid - knows it and has the fading bruise on her shin to prove it - but he keeps crawling into Nate's lap for hugs and Parker doesn't get it.

Doesn't understand until Eliot appears at her side all tippy-toe quiet like a little mouse one afternoon when she's oiling her carabiners and Hardison and Sophie are out...somewhere, and he takes her hand and pulls her into Nate's office where Nate's already sitting on the couch with a Disney film paused on the big TV and a bowl of popcorn on the coffee table. Eliot pulls her over to the couch and only lets go of her hand when he has to so's he can crawl up and get held by Nate, and Parker just stands there - doesn't know what she's supposed to do, not until Nate pats the couch beside him without looking up and Parker folds herself up in the other corner of the couch, reaching to snatch at the bowl on the table and draw it in close. It's sugared popcorn - her favourite.

She doesn't notice until the end of the movie that she's crept closer and closer to Nate until she's nestled against his side with an arm wrapped around her, Eliot sprawled out asleep on top of both of them. Nate presses a kiss to her forehead and ruffles Eliot's hair, and Parker grins and lets herself be held with Eliot as Nate cues up another film on the TV and the afternoon darkens into evening.

[onceuponapillow.livejournal.com]

Veronica Mars, Veronica/Logan, Born to loose (POV Piz)

[onceuponapillow.livejournal.com]

Buffy, Buffy/Spike, What should be (POV Tara)

How to Deal with Leg Cramps.

[museofspeed.livejournal.com]

Tara hadn't known about Buffy and Spike until Buffy had mentioned it, but now that she knew, it was obvious. Everyone knew how Spike felt about Buffy, but the way Buffy acted around him... she should have noticed sooner.

But now she knew. And when she saw Spike looking more surly than usual, she could guess what was going on.

She walked over to him and smiled brightly. "Hi, Spike," she said.

He glanced at her. "Oh, hello. What're you doing here?"

"I was going to visit Willow and Buffy. You know, in that house you're storming away from?"

"What? I'm not storming. I'm... walking. Buffy and I, uh, finished patrolling."

"Didn't go well?" Tara asked.

"We've had better," he said.

"Uh huh." Tara gave him a thoughtful look. "You could try being nicer to her, you know. It might help."

"Huh?" Spike gave her a confused look. "I'm very nice. I help her..." he paused. "Um."

"With leg cramps?" Tara said brightly.

"...yeah." Spike looked at her suspiciously.

She shook her head. "Not that kind of nice, though. Make her feel special. And don't tell her she's wrong or dirty or anything like that."

Spike stared. "You know."

Tara shrugged. "She had me look at her DNA to see if she'd come back wrong. Then she burst into tears when I told her she was fine."

"What?" Spike looked worried. "She cried?"

"She doesn't want to be wrong, Spike. And I don't think you want her to be either."

"I..." Spike looked away. "I want her to be with me. I'm in love with her."

"So you get her chocolates or something." Tara rolled her eyes. "You do know she's not Drusilla, right?"

Spike frowned. "I know that."

"So treat her well." Tara said. She sighed, glancing at her watch. "I have to go. Good luck."

"Wait." Spike gave her a serious look. "You think this'll win her over?"

"I don't know for sure, but it's got a better chance than the dark and demony method." She gave him a small smile. "I really do hope you two can work it out."

"Yeah, me too." Spike rubbed his neck. "And, uh, you too. With Willow, I mean. Not Buffy."

Tara smiled. "Thanks. Um, I'll see you later?"

Spike nodded. "Yeah. Guess so."

[havenward.livejournal.com]

X-Men/AtS, Remy/Lindsey, you 10 o'clock appointment (Lilah POV)

Your 10 o'clock appointment (Lilah POV), X-men/AtS, Remy/Lindsey

[entropynchaos.livejournal.com]

She's out by the reception desk when the man comes strolling in. Well, she thinks he's a man - she's seen too much with this firm that she knows not to jump to any sudden conclusions, but even if he isn't a man? She licks her lips. Yummy.

The man introduces himself to the Tek'ronth behind the reception desk as 'Remy LeBeau', and the Tek'ronth gets on the phone immediately.

"Derenth MacDonald? Your ten o'clock appointment is here."

She doesn't hear what Lindsey says on the other end of the line before the Tek'ronth puts the phone down again, and she can't help but pout a little in disappointment. She's certain she could do so much more for this Remy LeBeau than Lindsey ever could.

As if he's reading her mind or sensing something - and, really, at this firm it's definitely an option - LeBeau turns his head and grins at her, charming smile beneath glowing red-on-black eyes.

"Mem'selle," he says, and when she takes the proferred hand he bends over it, still holding her gaze as he presses a light kiss to the back. "Ca c'est un pleasure, cherie," and then Lindsey's there, all raised, knowing eyebrow and annoying smirk.

"Lilah," he greets, and LeBeau drops her hand with another smile before turning to Lindsey - and that's it. She might as well not even be there for all the attention she's not getting. "Remy," Lindsey says, and his tone and smile are both warmer. "Why don't we step into my office?"

"'nythin' y'say, mon coeur," LeBeau purrs, and Lilah rolls her eyes as the two walk away - too close to each other for just plain old client/lawyer interaction.

Lindsey always gets the pretty ones.

[onceuponapillow.livejournal.com]

Criminal Minds, Morgan/Garcia, Flirting (POV Kevin)

[1trackmind.livejournal.com]

Numb3rs, Don/Charlie, Ian POV subtlety

[trinityday.livejournal.com]

Dark Angel, Alec/Rachel, "we don't belong with them" (Max's POV)

[havenward.livejournal.com]

Wolverine RPS, Hugh/Taylor, a touch here a smile there (Liev's POV)

Not jealous, Hugh/Taylor + Liev

[cyphersushi.livejournal.com]

Liev isn't jealous. Nope, not at all... He is perfectly happy as it is, with his girl and his kids and their life. Really. But he can't stop looking. He can't help letting his eyes search for those touches, those smiles. He sees Taylor's hand linger just a little bit too long at the small of Hugh's back. He sees Hugh turn on that million dollar smile at something the kid says.

If it'd only been that it would have been fine. Anyone could explain away that, but then he goes to Hugh's trailer, he doesn't even remember what for anymore, and the door isn't locked and they're buddies so he just opens it. The sight of Taylor riding Hugh, with his head thrown back and body arched, cock standing proud, made all his blood travel south and his head spin. He managed to close the door before any of them noticed him but the image was burned into his brain. Since then, every time he catches Hugh resting his hand on Taylor's leg he can only think of those very hands gripping slender hips hard enough to bruise and mark, and when Taylor smiles at Hugh like they share the worlds greatest secret he can only long to be a part of it himself...

[1trackmind.livejournal.com]

Numb3rs, Ian/Charlie, Don or any member of his team POV, surprise

[voksen.livejournal.com]

Hamish Macbeth (books), Hamish Macbeth/Jimmy Anderson, whiskey on a cold night (Lugs' or Sonsie's POV)

[voksen.livejournal.com]

World of Warcraft, Malfurion/Illidan, betrayal from both sides (Tyrande POV)

[montanaharper]

I don't mean to step on toes, but:

First theme of the week is Third Person Limited Point of View. That means that writers will be writing from the POV of someone who is not one of the primary characters/pairing.

Third person limited is actually a narrative mode; it has nothing to do with whether or not the point of view character is one of the primary characters.

I think you mean outside POV?

(And I wouldn't even bring it up, except that a poor understanding of narrative modes is one of the most common flaws I see in fanfic, and so I try to correct misinformation on the subject wherever I can.)

[darkhavens.livejournal.com]

I did mean outide POV, and someone has already picked me up on it. I wasn't going to edit the post in case it confused people, but it's probably more confusing at it stands.

(In my defense, I'd been awake 24 hours when I posted. I knew what I meant to say, but... *g*)

Thanks for the catch.

[lilithisbitter.livejournal.com]

HIMYM, Marshall/Barney, Ted's Gay Dreams

[voksen.livejournal.com]

World of Warcraft, Magni/Muradin, coming home to Ironforge (Brann POV)

[hawk-dancing.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Dean/Castiel (God pov), all my children

Spoilers for 4x22

[mariana-oconnor.livejournal.com]

First - this is kind of pretentious. I apologise for that. Hope it doesn't put you off too much.

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Nothing is insignificant. No one moment can be disregarded. Somewhere, above it all – in a place where above has no meaning – He watches. Everything seen, everything unseen.

They say it is written. They claim that they understand His will, but they try to see the big picture, when they are specks of pigment on the canvas. They try to think of everything. He focuses on the little things, the small moments, the ones that make or break a person, an angel, a demon. There is pain and there is suffering, but from where He stands, or sits, or lies, it all makes sense.

Like a split second glance between two of His children. It lasts no longer than a heartbeat, but He sees it, acknowledges it, and for Him, that moment lasts an eternity.

They say that the angel is forbidden to feel and that disobedience is unforgiveable.

They say that the human should submit to his fate and be grateful for it.

Free will is what makes the picture beautiful – a living organism, not a carbon copy or a dull lifeless reproduction.

To the outsider the quirk of Castiel’s lips upward would be barely noticeable. But that millimetre is so terribly important when it could almost be lost in the rest of the world. It is a fact, and from it grow ripples that can change everything.

He knows a million ways it could end – the good, the bad and the truly cataclysmic.

A smile can change the world.

To the angels, Dean Winchester is a tool: point him in the right direction, wind him up the right way and watch him go. A bowling ball taking down any pin they want him to.

They are not expecting his words to have the impact they do. They are just words after all, small and meaningless in the great scheme of things. They are not even in a powerful language – plain English.

‘I'll take the pain and the guilt; I'll even take Sam as is. It's a lot better than being some Stepford bitch in Paradise!’

Meaningless streams of syllables.

‘We’re done.’

Just sounds out of the mouth of a creature they see as impotent, but they are backed by emotion, belief and pure righteous anger. They are spoken and the world shifts again, constantly changing, spinning out in spirals and webs from a point, a tiny point.

Two points come together and collide. They seek each other out in their loneliness, they learn from each other, and He watches as the ripples grow. The pair of them are regarded as wrong, as sinful, as contrary to His plan.

One look, one smile, a few choice words, they can all tilt the world on its axis.

No moment, no person, no being is insignificant. They all make up the whole, and they are all His children.

[moontyger.livejournal.com]

Fire Emblem: Path of Radiance/Radiant Dawn, Ike/Soren, longing (PoV author's choice of any of the characters from either of the two games)

[voksen.livejournal.com]

World of Warcraft, Bloodlord Mandokir/Jin'do the Hexxer, "Ding!" "Grats!" (POV of anyone from Zul'Gurub or of a PC)

[ribbon-purple.livejournal.com]

SGA/Numbers, John/Rodney, The kind of love that can't be calculated (Charlie's POV)

[bloodyfire.livejournal.com]

C&DP, Cable/Deadpool, sadness (POV Irene)

[lilithisbitter.livejournal.com]

HIMYM, Barney, Broken sculpture, Lily uses Barney as a nude sculpture model (no Ken-doll this time) and observes (Lily's POV)

[smilesoftnsweet.livejournal.com]

Supernatural/Angel, Sam/Lindsey, confidence (Dean POV)

[smaragdbird.livejournal.com]

It’s a bit weird, all things considered. Not that Sam’s with another man, after Ruby Lindsey is a vast improvement in all categories, but that it’s Lindsey. When Dean met Lindsey he was a pretty good hunter with a lot of tattoos and no past. They even fucked a few times when they teamed up for a hunt every blue moon. But he would have never see Lindsey as an ex-lawyer or as an old friend of Sam from Stanford.
On the other hand Lindsey seems tob e exactly what Sam needs now that the apocalypse is averted on all ends and they had to decide what to do with their lives. Well, Sam needed to decide. For Dean it was pretty clear that he would stay on the road, hunt things and teach Cas to be a proper human.
He and Cas drop by in New Orleans every now and then to visit Sam and Lindsey. Sam seems happier than Dean has seen him in years. That’s all that matters and when he watches them together Dean feels confident that he can trust Lindsey to keep it this way.