Monday: B Movie Titles

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Hi guys! I'm 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

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[daria234.livejournal.com]

Any, any, Friends til the End

AU Fill, Clint Barton + Dick Grayson

[quitehopeless.livejournal.com]

A/N: This is part of this universe. (http://archiveofourown.org/series/187649) And it got long, though it's short for this series.

And I couldn't write the boys dying.

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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)