Monday: B Movie Titles
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comment_fic! Today's theme is B Movie Titles. The prompt should be the title of a B Movie or a low budget crappy movie. If you still aren't 100% sure what a B movie is or just can't think of any B movie titles, Google is your friend.
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...
+ Phineas and Ferb, any, Sharknado
+ Psych, Shawn and Gus, Blacula
+ Cabin Pressure, Carolyn, The Leech Woman
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.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.
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mahmfic, back for another week of hosting here at comment_fic! Today's theme is B Movie Titles. The prompt should be the title of a B Movie or a low budget crappy movie. If you still aren't 100% sure what a B movie is or just can't think of any B movie titles, Google is your friend. 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...
+ Phineas and Ferb, any, Sharknado
+ Psych, Shawn and Gus, Blacula
+ Cabin Pressure, Carolyn, The Leech Woman
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.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.
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Date: 2014-08-04 02:42 pm (UTC)any fandom with bears, author's choice, Grizzly Rage
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Date: 2014-08-04 02:44 pm (UTC)Avengers movieverse, author's choice, Sharktopus vs Pteracuda
(It's saved on the DVR, though I've yet to watch it. It's probably going to be awesomely terrible. *sporfle*)
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Date: 2014-08-04 09:10 pm (UTC)MCU!Avengers team + Sam Wilson + James Rhodes + Pepper Potts (implied Jane/Thor), G, Yet Another Movie, ch. 2 (http://archiveofourown.org/works/2072712/chapters/4525299).
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Date: 2014-08-04 02:45 pm (UTC)Justified, Raylan + Boyd, Wyvern
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Date: 2014-08-04 02:46 pm (UTC)Teen Wolf (TV), Stiles, The Giant Claw
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Date: 2014-08-04 02:47 pm (UTC)Disney, any Disney 'princess,' Foodfight!
Fill: "necessary steps for warrior training", 1/1, Frozen/Mulan, Gen
Date: 2014-08-11 05:50 am (UTC)“Just Mulan is fine,” Mulan said hurriedly, picking a mashed pea out of her dark hair. “I mean, Mulan is fine, your majesty.”
“Please, call me Elsa,” Elsa said, attempting to keep both anger and amusement out of her voice. “Now, Mulan. I trust you’ve been happy here in Arendelle?”
“Yes, very happy,” Mulan said, nodding. “Winter has always had a special place in my heart. Did you know I fought the war in the winter? Survived with just a blanket, a horse, a dragon, and a cricket. And a sword, I had a sword too, but…” Mula trailed off, still weakly smiling at Elsa. “Yes, your majesty—Elsa. I’m very happy here.”
“She’s up to something,” Anna whispered from next to Mulan, nudging Mulan with her elbow. She had a smear of chocolate glaze on the sleeve of her pink dress.
“Anna,” Elsa said, voice tired. She held up a hand—a hand that used to mean incoming snow and ice but only meant little sisters need to hush up to Anna. “I’m not up to something. I just cannot help but wonder how a decorated war hero, a woman who has travelled such far lengths, who has left her family and her husband to come and train my brave sister in the art of battle, could somehow be involved in this.” She held her hands out, gesturing to Mulan and Anna, sitting next to each other in the hallway, covered in squashed, mashed, and tossed remnants of their noon meal.
“It was my fault,” Anna said. “Mostly.” She grimaced as a spot of cold mashed potato slid down her cheek, landing with a forlorn splat on her shoulder. “You see, we were just eating a meal before training, a small meal, really…”
“Forgive me, I didn’t know four courses was small.” Elsa rubbed her temples.
“Anyways,” Anna continued, “we were eating, and somehow, the food just…flew away?” She smiled sweetly, cheeks plump and pink, and not even Elsa was immune to their charm.
“For what it’s worth,” Mulan said sheepishly, “I got into a similar, uh, conflict when I was training for war. It ended with me meeting my three best friends. After they tried to beat me up, of course.”
Elsa, long tired of the conversation, simply turned and swished down the hallway, her blue skirts swirling with tiny snowflakes. “I’m glad you and Anna can play, Mulan,” she said, making her way back to the throne room. “I’m afraid I missed out on that when we were girls together.”
Mulan smiled. “Of course, Elsa.”
“But,” Elsa said, turning around and grinning before she opened the doors, “I suppose you’ll have even more fun helping Anna clean the dining room this afternoon.”
“I knew she was up to something,” Anna groaned, flicking a berry at Mulan.
Mulan just stood, holding out her hands to Anna. “Come on, let’s go. I bet we can get Mushu to toast us some marshmallows afterwards.”
“That’s so cool. Has he met Olaf yet?”
Re: Fill: "necessary steps for warrior training", 1/1, Frozen/Mulan, Gen
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Date: 2014-08-04 03:34 pm (UTC)Fill
Date: 2016-03-23 11:22 pm (UTC)His father had warned them not to leave the shabby cabin. But the comic he was reading had been boring and Sammy was asleep, so he did sneak away to the nearby gas station. Only for some minutes, but when he did come back, Sammy was gone.
He did found him at the small lake, he was standing on the beach, staring over the water. It had taken some time until Dean had realized what was going on. The ghost shark, his dad was hunting, had found them; a blurred, grey, enormous body, black eyes full of hate.
Never before Dean had felt so much panic, inwardly he cried for his dad. He would know what to do, Dean didn't. But he had forced himself to stay calm, to pretend to know what he did. He was the hunter today. If he would fail it wouldn't only mean certain death for Sammy but for him, too.
"Dean!"
The sharp voice of his father tore him out of his paralysis.
"What's going on?"
"Just a nightmare," he murmured.
"Everything is okay."
He took Sammy onto his arms to bring him back to bed and when he felt his arms around his neck, his warm breath, his still wet face ... and his heartbeat ... he knew that it was the truth.
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Date: 2014-08-04 05:23 pm (UTC)soft and tragic as a slaughterhouse (Blood Plus, Karl + the girl from 10 years ago)
Date: 2014-08-05 09:42 am (UTC)Be careful what you wish for. Bà told me that, and I'm starting to think she was right.
Tam and I always giggled and sighed over the legend of the Phantom, ever since we heard it. It seemed romantic, the idea that some mysterious stranger might give one of us a beautiful blue rose and whisk us away from ordinary life.
Now that a blue rose has been left for me, I wonder what really happened to those disappeared, black-haired girls. I'm scared. I don't want to be taken away by the Phantom. All I want is to be friends with Tam forever and see her every day even after we leave the school.
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"Wow," says one girl to another. "The blue rose. I never really thought..."
The other girl laughs, high-pitched and a little bit manic. "Who would have thought it?"
The chairman walks by at that moment, dressed in his customary blue ao-gam. "Good morning, chairman sir," the girls chorus.
"Good morning," he says softly.
Bian realises suddenly that the chairman's expression is sort of blank and he doesn't seem to be blinking. Actually, he's always been like that, but she hadn't really noticed.
She puts it out of her mind. She has more important things to think about, anyway.
If he looks at her a little longer and more intensely than she would have expected, well, she's probably imagining it. Maybe there's a twig or an insect in her hair. She shudders and quickly brushes a hand over her long black hair, just in case.
~
"I love you, Tam," Bian whispers at her sleeping friend. "I wish we could be friends forever."
She knows that it is a hopeless wish. She's going to disappear soon.
~
The man wears a tattered black cloak over a tuxedo, his long black hair hangs loose and his mask looks like bat wings. Bian knows who he must be.
"Phantom," she whispers.
He smiles a madman's smile and starts to walk towards her. She turns and runs, only to collide with him when he somehow appears in front of her. She cries out as she falls down to the ground.
"You look just like her," he says, and reaches out to her. His hand is a monster's hand, green and clawed.
She screams and tries to scramble away, but he is right there, blocking her way again.
He laughs, a bitter and wild sound. "You look like her, but of course you aren't her." He sounds almost disgusted.
She takes a deep breath and lunges up, reaching desperately for his eyes or his hair or his throat, anything that might give her a chance.
He laughs and laughs. "Yes! Yes, fight me!"
She tries, she really does, but he is just too fast and too strong. She feels them in her neck, his too-sharp teeth, his fangs.
She dies with tears running down her face.
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Date: 2014-08-04 05:25 pm (UTC)AU Fill, Clint Barton + Dick Grayson
Date: 2015-01-04 10:01 pm (UTC)And I couldn't write the boys dying.
Excerpt:
“I suppose that's a point in the favor of old friends.”
Dick snorted. “Look, I got invited to the sidekick party. I made other friends. I still talk to Babs just about every day even though she's in college now. I have friends. Lots of them.”
“That's great.”
“But I still miss you, you dumbass.”
“Yeah, well, you're still a dick.”
They both laughed, and Clint swore there wasn't more than a year between the last time that they had and a few deaths as well. The whole thing just fell away like it wasn't even there, same as it somehow did with Barney, though he tried not to tell his officer of the law brother anything about himself these days.
“I can't say that I will ever agree with what you do,” Dick said after they'd stopped laughing. “I don't know that I can take that same natural extension. It's not... I can understand it. I can't do it, but I can understand it. We didn't agree on everything before, and this isn't any different. If there's one thing this past year or so has taught me, though, it's that no one can replace you or take your place. You're my brother, Clint. I love you like one, even if it was never official. There are others who I might say the same thing about, but they're not you. You are still my friend.”
“You're still an idiot,” Clint told him, trying not to care about what Dick just said. He was tired of being alone. He did it because he had to, and he was good at it, but he didn't like it. “Don't—”
“You were there when it was good, before it all went to hell,” Dick said. “That night ruined both of us, and it wasn't until later that we managed to help each other put ourselves back together again. You know what it was like in a way no one else does. We've been through too much together. I know other people might think I should hate you or give up on you, but not me. I will never do that. I know you. I know you're a good person.”
“I'm not. You're the hero, Dick, not me. I never was.” Clint shook his head, shoving that memory of promising to grow up to take care of the monsters far from his head. “I just kill people.”
“No, that's not all you do, and I won't ever believe that it is.”
Rest here (http://archiveofourown.org/works/3112154)
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Date: 2014-08-04 09:45 pm (UTC)Avengers movieverse, Natasha, Arachnoquake
FILL: Look Out! [Avengers Movieverse, Natasha + Bruce, PG]
Date: 2014-12-09 11:20 am (UTC)“It isn’t, Banner,” she says pleasantly, and backflips neatly over a spider before it can complete its reckless charge in search of human blood.
“I mean – only a few spiders live under the earth! And none of them have any reason to grow this big! Or this aggressive! Or… Anything, really.”
“Yes, Banner,” she agrees amiably, and kicks another spider in the mandibles as she lands. It’s a big one, a hungry looking one – she didn’t know that spiders could look hungry, but then you learn something new every day.
“This shouldn’t be happening!”
“No, Banner,” she offers amiably, and squashes it firmly underneath her heel anyway – she’s never been much of one for research, “but that, unfortunately, doesn’t change the facts. Have you found a way to destroy them all yet?”
“…Er, we’re working on it!”
She squashes another spider under her entirely scientific heel, and sighs.
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