free for all
May. 24th, 2014 12:15 amAnd now's the free for all. Y'all know the rules:
*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.
Have fun!
*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.
Have fun!
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Date: 2014-05-24 05:15 am (UTC)The Losers movieverse/Avengers movieverse, Bucky Barnes + Jake Jensen, storing the Winter Soldier at the same facility where they were trying grow Captain America’s son/clone is probably not the wisest decision Hydra ever made
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Date: 2014-05-24 05:16 am (UTC)Avengers movieverse, Steve + Bucky, “How’d we get here, Buck? I mean… we’re just two kids from Brooklyn. This is, this is world-changing. I just… I wanna go back.”
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Date: 2014-05-24 05:17 am (UTC)Avengers movieverse, Steve vs any, “Don’t make me choose between you and Bucky. You won’t like my choice.”
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Date: 2014-05-24 05:17 am (UTC)Once Upon a Time, Rumplestiltskin + Jefferson, AU where (due to time travel and a reality-hopping hat) Baelfire grew up to be Jefferson (and he doesn’t remember)
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Date: 2014-05-24 05:18 am (UTC)Once Upon a Time, Regina + Jefferson, if she’d taken the mushroom to return her father to proper size on the other side of the looking glass
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Date: 2014-05-24 01:06 pm (UTC)Why yes, I kind of do have a theme going on today...
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Date: 2014-05-24 03:23 pm (UTC)https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9DvRCykzHy4
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Date: 2014-05-24 08:33 pm (UTC)Fill: Years from Now (warehouse 13, Pete x Myka)
Date: 2014-05-24 08:37 pm (UTC)Any, any/any, one year from now, five years from now, 10 years from now, 25 years from now
One year from now, exactly three hundred and sixty five days since the day he thought he was going to lose everything which turned out to be the day that he found everything he ever wanted, Pete asks Myka to marry him. He has it all planned, has the ring and everything, but he's impatient and can't wait and ends up doing it sans ring, in an aisle of the Warehouse, at the end of a disastrous day when they're both covered in purple goo.
Because she's good with dates, Myka knows the significance of this one and she laughs and cries a little at the same time and says yes.
Five years from now, they leave the Warehouse for the last time. It's not like it was the day Pete thought he was going to lose everything; on the contrary, he's gaining more than he's ever felt he deserved. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't going to miss it though and when he steps outside, he can feel a lump in his throat.
Myka, on the other hand, has tears running unchecked down her cheeks and is already on her second pack of tissues. He pulls her close to him - not easy to do with a six month baby bump in the way - and kisses the top of her head. "It's gonna be fine," he tells her and she nods into his chest.
"Stupid hormones," he hears her mutter and he doesn't need Steve to let him know that that's not entirely true.
"Come on," he says, leading her to the car. "Let's go home."
Ten years from now, they have an almost five year old who is as brainy as her mom, a two year old who's as rambunctious as his dad and in a fit of insanity, they're considering trying for number three. It's a consideration that gets put on hold when dinner with Grandma Jane takes a strange turn when the kids have gone to bed, when there's a knock at the door and Mr Kozan is there.
Offering Myka a job as a Regent is a bolt from the blue and her first impulse is to refuse. It's Pete, though, who talks her into it a few days later, because he knows she's the best person for the job. "I've got your back," he tells her, not for the first time and he still means it.
Her smile when she nods is still the most beautiful thing he's ever seen.
Twenty five years from now, Leena Lattimer walks into her college dorm room and stops dead at the sight of the woman before her. "Why are you here?" she demands, eschewing a formal greeting. "Has something happened to Mom or Dad?"
Claudia shakes her head and smiles. "I need to talk to you, Leena... about a world of endless wonder..."
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Date: 2014-05-24 08:51 pm (UTC)(feel free to interpret/screw with the timeline as you wish)
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Date: 2014-05-24 09:10 pm (UTC)"Then don't."
Natasha purses her lips together as she tugs on the needle, stitching up the gash beneath Steve's rib where Bucky accidentally slashed him in the throes of a nightmare. "I thought you confiscated all of those."
Steve doesn't say anything. He did - does - every time he finds a knife under Bucky's mattress or tucked under his pillow he takes it, puts it some place safe, but Bucky doesn't like being unarmed and they always find their way back to him. Steve can't really blame him.
"Steve," she sighs. "He's not getting better."
Steve frowns and looks away from her. "I thought you weren't going to say it."
"Someone has to."
They're quiet for a moment as Nat finishes stitching him up.
"You're wrong." He says, because she is. She just...is.
Nat just looks at him, this sad, almost pitying look on her face. "He's going to kill you one of these times."
"No," Steve says, glancing across the room at Bucky. He's just sitting on the couch, still as stone, his shaggy hair concealing half his face. If Steve could see him, his eyes would still be sunken and dark rimmed, lifeless. He barely recognizes his old friend in them anymore.
"No," he says again, firmly, choking back emotion he's not ready to admit to yet. "He won't. It's not in him."
Natasha looks at him like she doesn't believe him, like she doesn't think Steve even believes himself. Maybe he does, maybe he doesn't. It doesn't matter.
He doesn't have a choice.