pinch-hit: happy endings
Jul. 18th, 2014 12:02 amToday's theme, to end the week with something sweet, is happy endings. Prompt whatever you like, but all fills should end happily.
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: 2014-07-18 05:02 am (UTC)What’s Your Number?/Political Animals, Colin/TJ, they’re both surprised when their ten-year anniversary rolls around
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Date: 2014-07-18 05:03 am (UTC)Avengers movieverse, Darcy/Bucky, he used to be such a smartass, that’s in the all the stories. now, he doesn’t look like he even knows what humor is
(and then there’s that day Tony Stark does something so stupid, and a comment rolls off Bucky’s tongue that it takes her a moment to get, and then she laughs, knowing it’ll all be fine)
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Date: 2014-07-18 05:04 am (UTC)Lord of the Rings, Legolas/Kili or Gimli, a world where Elrond took the ring from Isiludur and tossed it into the volcano
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Date: 2014-07-18 05:05 am (UTC)Teen Wolf (TV), author's choice, Claudia Stilinski was a serial killer who never got caught. So is her son.
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Date: 2014-07-18 05:06 am (UTC)Avengers movieverse, Clint/Natasha, who you are is not where you've been; who you are is not what you did
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Date: 2014-07-18 05:23 am (UTC)(Note: My company is going through some top-level drama, so I'd really like to see Finch and Company sticking it to the man, up to and including Finch being Da Bigger and Badder Man and buying out the company, while Reese and/or Carter does a bit more than kneecap the evil CEO -- something involving incriminating files found courtesy of Root might be fun. Long as it ends with the lowly sackers and cashiers wondering "Who were those folks in suits?? They were badass...")
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Date: 2014-07-18 03:33 pm (UTC)Fill: And Then (Part 1)
Date: 2014-07-18 04:11 pm (UTC)Nothing else goes according to plan.
She starts out a spark of a child and grows and grows until she leaves scorch marks for footsteps behind her and the scent of charred earth in the air (whatever little remains after her often sudden appearances). She grows, glows bright and beautiful, she hurts to touch, she could destroy a kingdom with a careless flicker of her wrist, she is a monster gleaned from a bard-song.
And then she is swallowed by glass. Solid, see-through, a pretty cage for a pretty princess.
This is how the books go: there lived a princess, nothing more.
~
Once upon a time, there lived a prince.
This doesn’t go according to plan either.
It has been a thing unheard for her to have a suitor. Not unless she counts the ones who stood in her path, long time ago, far away land, everyone knew the drill, armed with flame-proof armor, trembling, sweaty steeds, freeze spells, and vows to bring her to her knees (not the correct definition she was looking for). But three gifts and a song later, a while since the last couple of raging infernos and burnt cottages, she thinks she has it figured out.
And when her touch burns him, she flinches.
This is not how the stories were supposed to go.
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Once upon a time, there lived a princess.
One who was exactly as she wished she could have been.
The pretty pink princess is the fairytale she’d always wanted and then some, with brains to match and bravado which has her head spinning. The pink princess does not devour men, beasts, and lands the way she does numbers, graphs, facts, and squiggles, and that is something which scares the other princess. Bubblegum princess has powers she has never been privy to and if that isn’t enough to make anyone flee, then she is still in the wrong tower.
But sometimes, if she dares a glance, she sees the almost same shade of pink spotting his cheeks, twisting his belly, something relighting itself for the tiniest moment before he looks away from Bubblegum and back at her, eyes watering.
She has never heard a stranger tale than this.
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Once upon a time, there lived a dragon.
This is the only part which does make sense.
She sees it every day in the glass cage, looking back at her, solid and see-through. She has seen it the mirrors of water in the land far away when she was barely candlelight feeding on scraps of wood and fallen leaves. She has seen on it shields, swords, and armor, before the glass, and even during it when the courtiers giggle at the play-fights in the play-acts with the play-dragon pretending to breathe fire which is the funniest thing of all. She sees it through her own laughter which sounds even louder in the lantern and sometimes it’s hard to figure out if it’s because of that or if it’s just her own head.
When the story ends and the actors retire, it’s her and the glass, the laughter an echo.
No one ever tells her what happens to the dragon.
~
And then he cries.
He spills water and that hurts her real bad and she doesn’t know why.
She hugs him and it hurts her to hurt him and maybe this is why she’s never heard this story before.