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comment_ficToday's theme is dark , however you interpret it. Serial killer AU? Fine. Someone sitting in a room with the lights off? So be it.
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!
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!
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Date: 2014-07-17 05:08 am (UTC)Author’s choice, author’s choice, we are the granddaughters of the witches you were never able to burn
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Date: 2014-07-17 05:08 am (UTC)Avengers movieverse, Steve/Bucky, serial killer AU – Bucky kills them; pre-serum!Steve only chooses bad men to be the victims and watches Bucky go to work
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Date: 2014-07-17 05:09 am (UTC)Teen Wolf (TV), author’s choice, there were many ways Derek Hale could’ve gone after the fire. In this one, he decided to become the monster Kate Argent and her kind thought he already was just for existing.
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Date: 2014-07-17 05:09 am (UTC)Bones, Sweets, he learned that people can be saved because of the people who adopted him when they didn’t have to – in a world where he wasn’t adopted, he never learned that
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Date: 2014-07-17 05:10 am (UTC)Teen Wolf (TV), Stiles, There’s a place he can go, deep inside, where nothing hurts. When he’s there, he’s cold, and he’s ruthless, and nothing gets in his way, not thoughts of wrong, or right, or, what would Scott say? what would Dad do? In that place, he can do anything. In that place, he can execute his revenge without hesitation and without remorse.
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Date: 2014-07-17 06:13 am (UTC)The first time, it's an accident. Bucky finds Steve getting beat up in some alley, and instead of sending the other guy running off, Bucky hits him.
He keeps hitting him.
The blood pounds in his ears, and he doesn't hear Steve telling him to stop, that he's fine, that they should go.
He doesn't hear anything, not the crack of his knuckles against the other man's skull, not the shouts turned to whimpers, nothing at all until there's the soft thud of a lifeless body hitting the ground.
Then there's blood on his hands, and on Steve's, too, when he reaches out for Bucky.
After the first time, they huddle up in their apartment, clean each other off, get into bed and shiver their way through the night.
But the truth is.
The truth is, after the first time, late that night with the moon just peeking through the blinds and the smell of blood still in their nostrils, Steve whispers, "What if we did it again?"
And Bucky's been thinking the same thing, thinking how good it felt not to show mercy to someone who didn't deserve it.
No one who would hurt Steve deserves any less than Bucky gave.
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Steve finds the next one, a local crook who just missed a heavy jail sentence on a technicality. There's no shortage of bad men in Brooklyn, even with half the men in the country off to war. They follow the man to a bar and wait in the alley outside for him, Steve out in the open, Bucky in the shadows.
The man sees Steve first, thinks nothing of it, but before he knows it there's a knife buried in his back and he is slipping quietly, so quietly, to the ground while Steve watches.
Bucky lets the man drop, wipes the blood from the knife on the man's clothes, and then approaches Steve. Steve is breathing hard, staring at Bucky open-mouthed, wide-eyed, but something entirely other than terrified.
In front of Steve now, he leans down until their foreheads touch, but keeps his bloody hands at his sides. "Better?" Bucky asks.
But Steve grabs his hands, brings them up to his face and holds them there, his hands over Bucky's. They breathe into each other, hearts beating out of control, mouths inches away from each other's.
"Better," Steve agrees, and he kisses Bucky right there in the alley where he's been beat up a hundred times, kisses him slow and easy because they're not the ones dying tonight.
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Date: 2014-07-17 07:07 am (UTC)Fill: Suffragette (Drabble)
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