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Good morning, comment ficcers! [livejournal.com profile] hematitebadger again, back for my final day of hosting. I hope you've enjoyed my time at the helm! Today we're going to break it down to the basics, because our theme is Elements. The fundamental building blocks of a thing, whether you want to interpret that as things like carbon and hydrogen, air and fire, generosity and loyalty, or any other idea that might strike you. Tear the universe down into simple particles, then rebuild it in exciting new combinations!

The rules still haven't changed:
No more than five prompts in a row.
No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
No spoilers in prompts.
If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space.

Prompts should be formatted as follows:
Fandom, Character+/Character, Prompt

Some examples to get the ball rolling...
+ My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Pinkie Pie + any, sometimes they think she's really the element of surprise
+ Doctor Who, Amy, fire
+ Megamind, Megamind, the elements that make a good supervillain

Not feeling any of today’s prompts? Visit the lonely prompt archive and brighten someone’s day. For more recent prompts to write, you can also use LJ’s advanced search options to limit keyword results to only comments in this community.

Date: 2014-01-31 08:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dametokillfor.livejournal.com
MCU, Natasha Romanoff, fire.

Date: 2014-01-31 09:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] love-evil.livejournal.com
Avengers movieverse, Loki/Tony, fire and ice

Date: 2014-01-31 11:20 am (UTC)
ext_145589: I prefer my boys fictional. (Default)
From: [identity profile] drabblewriter.livejournal.com
Frozen, Anna & Elsa, fire and ice

Date: 2014-01-31 12:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gabriel4sam.livejournal.com
Star Trek Reboot, Kirk/McCoy, Shelter In The Rain

Date: 2014-01-31 12:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gabriel4sam.livejournal.com
Star Trek Reboot, Spock!Prime/Pike, Fire

Date: 2014-01-31 01:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sksdwrld.livejournal.com
Merlin, Mordred/any male, sparks

Date: 2014-01-31 01:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sksdwrld.livejournal.com
Confessions of Dorian Gray, Dorian/Toby, silver

Date: 2014-01-31 01:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sksdwrld.livejournal.com
Confessions of Dorian Gray, Dorian/any male, ice
Edited Date: 2014-01-31 01:47 pm (UTC)

Fire and Ice

Date: 2014-01-31 02:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ms-bekahrose.livejournal.com
Dorian/Toby

My writing sucks tonight, but here you go, my dear :).
----

It was like a study in polar opposites when they were together. Dorian felt like he was burning up; Toby teasing him until he thought he was going to combust and burn right through silk sheets and the thick, cloud-like mattress.

Even as he slid into Toby, fingers clenching at the too-cool skin of his narrow hips, he felt like this time, this time. He’d finish and see the other man melted beneath him.

And yet.

And yet when the tables were turned, and Toby had Dorian’s leg hooked up and over his shoulders and was sliding his way in so… very… slowly. Drawing it out, making it last until he bottomed out and they were flush.

Toby was cold to the touch, like ice, but not; there was none of that damp chill that came when you handled ice. It was dry and cold and wonderful.

It felt like Dorian was being burned. That slow, cool burn you can only get from handling ice for far too long. Toby filled him, stretched him and the icy cool burn was delicious, setting Dorian’s teeth to bite into his lower lip, lest he cry out and the burn stop.

Re: Fire and Ice

Date: 2014-01-31 11:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sksdwrld.livejournal.com
How? How is this teh suck? Dorian and Tobyyyyyyy guh! Hotnesssssss

Re: Fire and Ice

Date: 2014-02-01 07:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ms-bekahrose.livejournal.com
You are the best! So glad you liked this, sweetie! *hugs* <3

Date: 2014-01-31 01:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] amai-kaminari.livejournal.com
Doctor Who, River Song, Sugar and spice

Date: 2014-01-31 01:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sksdwrld.livejournal.com
Merlin, Arthur/Merlin, dirt

Date: 2014-01-31 01:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sksdwrld.livejournal.com
Hemlock Grove, Roman/Peter, the element of surprise
Edited Date: 2014-01-31 01:49 pm (UTC)

Date: 2014-01-31 02:06 pm (UTC)
tigriswolf: (cuckoo in the nest)
From: [personal profile] tigriswolf

Avengers movieverse, Loki, the only waterbender in the Fire Nation
From: [identity profile] doreyg.livejournal.com
(in the same verse as this: http://archiveofourown.org/works/2014101)

--

He thought he was a non-bender up until the age of seventeen, that's possibly the most annoying thing. There Thor was, the prodigal son with fire springing so easily from his fingertips, and he just felt like a failure. Worse than a failure. A disappointment, a nothing - the first Prince in over a century who couldn't firebend and utterly worthless as a result.

He knows differently now, of course. Knows that he's different, not powerless. Knows that he's a king, as opposed to a worthless little maggot kept around out of pity. knows-

He's still not sure whether life is better now, though.
Edited Date: 2014-12-21 05:25 pm (UTC)

Date: 2014-01-31 02:08 pm (UTC)
tigriswolf: (cry havoc)
From: [personal profile] tigriswolf

Teen Wolf (TV), author’s choice, blood burns like fire, and it always burns through

Date: 2014-01-31 02:09 pm (UTC)
tigriswolf: (supernova)
From: [personal profile] tigriswolf

The Hobbit (Jackson films), Fili/Kili, we got too close to the flames

Date: 2014-01-31 02:11 pm (UTC)
tigriswolf: (hero)
From: [personal profile] tigriswolf

The Hobbit (Jackson films), author's choice, dwarves are earth benders, elves are airbenders, humans are fire and waterbenders, and hobbits - well, hobbits are avatars, every last one of them

Date: 2014-01-31 02:13 pm (UTC)
tigriswolf: (on a pale horse)
From: [personal profile] tigriswolf

Rise of the Guardians (2012), Jack Frost/Pitch Black, elemental

Date: 2014-01-31 02:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] evil-little-dog.livejournal.com
Fullmetal Alchemist, Edward/Winry, Briggs was the first time he recited the Table of Elements to distract himself, but it wasn't the last.

Date: 2014-01-31 02:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] evil-little-dog.livejournal.com
BtVS, Tara(+/Willow), Circle of elements

Date: 2014-01-31 02:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] evil-little-dog.livejournal.com
Any, Any+Any, That copper smell in the air means someone's bleeding

FILLED: Sherlock (BBC), 100 words in a haze

Date: 2014-01-31 05:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] loveinadoorway.livejournal.com
He knew that smell well. He had been punched in the face, tortured, shot, and other things besides.

As he drifted up into consciousness, he found himself wondering who was bleeding now.

When he became gradually more self-aware, he realized in all likelihood, it was his own blood he smelled.

He looked up and into John’s shocked face.
So it was bad.
Why was it so hard to concentrate?

Blood loss. Finally, his mind supplied the answer, just as he blacked out again.

He hoped he would wake up looking into John’s calm eyes. And all would be well again.

Date: 2014-01-31 04:25 pm (UTC)
ext_323305: (Saxa)
From: [identity profile] punk4life1315.livejournal.com
Spartacus, Saxa/Mira, a phoenix rises from it's ashes to burn again.

Date: 2014-01-31 04:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] demoerin.livejournal.com
...any, any, Tear the universe down into simple particles, then rebuild it in exciting new combinations!

I hope you don't mind my quoting you, OP, but that line sounds like a good prompt.

fill-Merlin, Arthur/Merlin, post 5x13

Date: 2014-01-31 05:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sksdwrld.livejournal.com
Arthur was gone and it was like the sun had burned out, leaving the universe black. For weeks, there was nothing, not even pain. And then one day out of the elemental soup swirling around Merlin, there was a spark; a moment of light that burrowed through his chest and into his heart.

And it was the most wretched and painful thing he had ever experienced, colliding into him and blooming into an all-encompasing hurt that, like a thick mire, tried to drag him asunder.

Merlin entertained no visitors but when Gwen came to him to tell him that she was with child, something inside of Merlin exploded. He raged at the unfairness of it all, but beneath it was a glimmer of hope because this was the last vestige of Arthur that he could cling to. He shook off his cloak of grief, casting it aside and dragging himself to stand beside his queen and the future heir of Camelot.

Kilgharrah had let Merlin believe that he had failed his destiny, but Merlin knew now that he was fated for another greatness. Arthur Pendragon, the once and future king was not one man, but two.

Let the adventures begin.

Re: fill-Merlin, Arthur/Merlin, post 5x13

Date: 2014-02-01 11:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] demoerin.livejournal.com
I only know this show via fannish osmosis, but this nonetheless got to me. I just like the idea of someone managing to get out of that kind of mourning and grief, and the line the once and future king was not one man, but two is great. It certainly works with what I know of Arthurian legend but I hadn't thought of it that way before, and it's a fascinating lens to look at the relationship through.

Re: fill-Merlin, Arthur/Merlin, post 5x13

Date: 2014-02-01 06:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sksdwrld.livejournal.com
Thank you! Fannish Osmosis...I like that. It's the same way I appreciate Dr. Who and Sherlock. :-)

Date: 2014-01-31 05:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] icarus-chained.livejournal.com
Author's choice, author's choice, metal, blood and bone

fill

Date: 2014-02-16 08:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] yyzeff.livejournal.com
Hey remember when I was going to totally write comment-sized fic? Yeah, me neither. *coughs*

This one said ‘Sif’ to me in a big way, and it also said ‘necromancers’, and I have been wanting to examine Sif’s perspective on how Thor’s changed since Avengers, which all came out like this (”http://archiveofourown.org/works/1191561”) after a few turns in the blender.

Until Your Blood is Out (), Thor/Marvel Cinematic Universe, Thor, Sif, Fandral, Hogun, Volstagg, PG-13/T

The necromancer angle got a little gross here and there. Heed the AO3 warning.

Excerpt:

“Can you finish the sweep of the west hills alone?”

“I should be fine. I’ll call if I’m not.” He tapped the curved, ivory and silver horn dangling from his belt, then raised his eyebrows. “Though if you’re planning on knocking some sense into Thor, don’t expect me back until after you’re done.”

Sif huffed in morbid amusement and swung into the saddle. She turned Jófast towards the purple- and blue-leaved trees that shimmered in the distance, and put her to a run.

Re: fill

Date: 2014-02-16 09:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] icarus-chained.livejournal.com
*grins crookedly* That mental blender turns out some fascinating things, does it not? Though 'necromancers' is a fairly logical conclusion to come to from 'metal, blood and bone', I think. Or perhaps it is if you've read enough high fantasy, anyway. Heh.

Thank you for the fill. It was lovely seeing a stubborn, grieving Thor, and an equally stubborn, caring Sif. Truly lovely. Thank you!

Re: fill

Date: 2014-02-16 09:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] yyzeff.livejournal.com
You're welcome, and thank you for the great prompt!

Date: 2014-01-31 05:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] icarus-chained.livejournal.com
Author's choice, author's choice, "The air in your lungs, the blood in your veins, the steel in your spine, the fire in your eyes."

1/2: Once Upon a Time, AU during season 1

Date: 2015-01-20 03:56 am (UTC)
tigriswolf: (I shall have my vengeance)
From: [personal profile] tigriswolf

(follows this and will make no sense without it. Goes AU in season 1.)

...


Jefferson watches the town as everyone realizes Regina Mills is missing. He doesn't leave his property because he'd rather the Savior have no need to remember him, but he watches.

Emma takes custody of the boy and leads a search, but there's nothing. Henry keeps trying to convince her of the curse, but – as Rumplestiltskin complained about – without an Evil Queen to fight, the Savior is only a woman with an imaginative child.

Grace is still happy, as she always is. With 28 years to gather knowledge and ponder things, Jefferson has wondered at Regina’s ‘revenge.’ It is not a bad ending, Storybrooke. No one knows who they truly are and they live the same days over and over (or they did) – but boredom is not the same as unhappiness. And Jefferson’s existence with both lives in his head is a true punishment in a way no one (not even Snow White and Prince Charming) else suffered.

Had Jefferson cast the curse – well, he knows he’s not a good man. But Grace is happy and that’s what matters, now.

It isn’t long before the rabble realizes who had the greatest motive to get rid of the mayor and they turn on the stranger in their midst: Emma Swan. While she curls up in the cell, Henry reads to her from that odd book; Jefferson goes to another telescope to see how Grace is.

Rumplestiltskin bangs on the door, shouting, “Jeffrey’s son! You have ruined centuries of work!”

Jefferson crosses his arms, leans against the doorway, raises an eyebrow. “Have I?”

Rumplestiltskin’s fingers tighten on his cane. It’s been a long time since Jefferson saw him this angry, and the anger wasn’t directed at him, then. He’d turned priceless artifacts to dust in his rage.

“Remember, Dark One,” Jefferson cautions him, “there is no magic here.” He smiles as Rumplestiltskin visibly forces himself calm down, to back off. “Without Regina, this town is yours. Take it in hand, Mr. Gold.”

“You’re right, of course,” Rumplestiltskin murmurs. “I can still make this work.” He tries to glare Jefferson down but Jefferson just smirks as Rumplestiltskin turns and hobbles away. At the end of the path, Rumplestiltskin glances back. “And after I’ve my magic back, dearie?” he asks.

“You saying you won’t need a man who travels far and sees much?” Jefferson calls, still smirking. “A thief, who’s also an assassin?”

“Jeffrey’s son,” Rumplestiltskin mutters, “it would be so easy to hate you.”

Jefferson laughs and closes the door.

.

Of course, there is no evidence at all, so Mr. Gold commands they release Emma. She goes home to the schoolteacher who is actually her mother, who has been caring for her son, and Rumplestiltskin ever so subtly pulls strings, attempting to spin gold from the tattered remnants of his grand plan.

How to convince someone magic exists in a world with no magic? Jefferson tries not to cackle as he watches Emma stare at the former Dark One in bemusement, but he fails.

Rumplestiltskin succeeds in convincing Emma that such an enormous string of coincidences could not exist except by magic. It doesn’t break the curse and Rumplestiltskin destroys the front room of his pawn shop in rage.

Through the scope, Jefferson sees the moment Emma takes the book from Henry with a deep sigh. “I love you, kid,” she murmurs, leaning down to kiss his forehead. Jefferson tilts his head back as the wave of magic blows through Storybrooke.

He laughs the rabble began to shout and cry, as they turn to Snow White and Prince Charming, as Henry jumps up and down chanting, “I knew it, I knew it, I knew it!”

.

2/2: Once Upon a Time, AU during season 1

Date: 2015-01-20 03:57 am (UTC)
tigriswolf: (Flower)
From: [personal profile] tigriswolf

Jefferson smooths down his coat, takes a breath, and knocks on the door.

“I was wondering when you’d get here,” Greta says with a smile. “She never gave up, you know, back home. Waitin’ for you, I mean.”

“I know,” Jefferson murmurs. “May I see her?”

“Of course, Jefferson. Come in.” Greta steps back and turns, calling, “Pa – Grace! You’ve a visitor!”

He hears a shriek, and then rushing footsteps down stairs, and then a whirlwind with dark blonde hair hits him, clinging tight. “Papa!”

“Oh, Grace,” he whispers, “my darling, darling Grace.” He leans back against the wall, holding her, and he thinks, What to do now?

“I’ll give you a moment,” Greta says, vanishing down the hall.

“Papa,” Grace asks, “where have you been? I prayed and wished every night.”

He laughs a little, kissing the top of her head. “That, my dear, is a long story. I think that for now, I should speak with Greta and Frank, see about bringing you home.”

She nods but doesn’t loosen her hold, so he stands back up straight and reaches for a better grip, carrying her further into the house.

.

There are many things he could tell her. She is the age now that he was when his mother died, when he learned how to survive. Thankfully, their neighbors back home were good people and treated her well. Had they not been – but they were. And Regina’s mystifying curse kept them together, giving Grace a good life.

He could tell her of his life before the Dark One came calling. Could tell her of the things he did in the Dark One’s employ and the employ of others, the things he did for fun. Could tell her the truth of her birth, or the countless ages he spent in Wonderland.

Instead, he tells her, “I once had a friend in common with the queen, and he told her of a gift I had. An ability, you could say.” He spins her a tale of magic and wonder, and a trick that saw him trapped in a world from which he could not escape. It is true, all of it, and she cries and hugs him as tight as she can.

She falls asleep still clinging to him. She looks so much like his mother. Jefferson kisses her forehead, gently detaches her, and leaves the door open behind him. In the hallway, there is a mirror. He glares at the man looking back and turns sharply away.

The first time they met, the Dealmaker told him he looked like his father. He’s just glad Grace didn’t receive that curse, as well.
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