Wednesday's Child is Full of Woe

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

I hope your Wednesday isn't full of woe! evil_little_dog here, for my third day of hosting.

Today's theme is Post Canon. Your prompts should be for future fic if your fandom is ongoing, or for what you might want to have happened, if your canon is fixed.

The rules remain the same:

• 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, please warn and leave plenty of space


Please format your prompts in the following manner:
Fandom, Character+/Character, Prompt

Some examples to get the ball rolling:

Fullmetal Alchemist, Winry/Edward, Their third and fourth kids
Fullmetal Alchemist, Alphonse/Ling, Al remains in Xing for Ling
Burn Notice, Ensemble, For Charlie's tenth birthday, he wants to go to Miami.
MCU, Clint+/Natasha, "But I don't want to go back to Budapest!"

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 option to limit keyword results to only comments in this community.

tag = Post Canon

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[doreyg.livejournal.com]

The Demonata - Darren Shan, Lord Loss/Bec/Grubbs/Kernel, and I'm feeling good

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Vampire Babylon - Chris Marie Green, Dawn + The Dragon, I remember you

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Guardians of Time - Marianne Curley, Ethan/Lady Arabella, comfort

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Assassin's Creed, Ezio/Sofia, getting used to a different pace of life

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Mass Effect 2, Shepard/any, with the main questline completed they have time to continue their romance and deal with the fact that the survived

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

MCU, Thor/Jane, he gets EPIC Trans-Realm jet-lag once the adrenaline wears off after the events of The Dark World

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

The Thick of It, Malcolm Tucker/Ollie Reeder,

For God’s sake let us sit upon the ground
And tell sad stories of the death of kings

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Tortall, Kel/any, after the Scanran War is cleaned up she takes a while to adjust to being away from the front lines.

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Classical myth, Medea, Helios' chariot pulled by dragons is the best way to make an exit, but it is a bitch to maintain - and what do Sun-Dragons eat, anyway?

[iceybreath.livejournal.com]

True Detective, Marty/Rust, domestic

[iceybreath.livejournal.com]

Panty & Stocking with Garterbelt, Panty/Brief, pieced back together

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Fullmetal Alchemist, Winry/Edward, Their third and fourth kids

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Fullmetal Alchemist, Alphonse/Ling, Al remains in Xing for Ling

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Burn Notice, Ensemble, For Charlie's tenth birthday, he wants to go to Miami.

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

MCU, Clint+/Natasha, "But I don't want to go back to Budapest!"

[sapphire2309]

White Collar, any, post-anklet.

[mahmfic.livejournal.com]

Cabin Pressure, Arthur+/any, Post Yverdon-les-Bains. He quite likes working as a luggage guy.

[mahmfic.livejournal.com]

Once Upon A Time, Zelena, you'll have to try harder than that if you want to kill this wicked witch

[leni-ba.livejournal.com]

Rumpelstiltskin should have chosen anything else as a murder weapon.

Of course, Zelena discovers this only as her middle is pierced and her world explodes in pain. She has a second to consider regret, perhaps even repentance, and then she scoffs at the thought. She may have lost, but she refuses to surrender pride. Rumpelstiltskin's revenge may break her, but she will not bend.

That's when pain flares up and hauls her beyond its barriers. There's death and thirst for terror and so much want. There's anger and the will for utter destruction and it's not hers at all.

There's recognition.

Power envelopes her, more hungry than protective, hurtful in its senseless greed for her, but it shields her from mortality all the same.

Zelena laughs, and greets her new friend.

The Dark One's dagger had been condemned to gather dust for centuries before she claimed it. She became its mistress and used its power for months. She has torn lives, broken hearts, and almost destroyed the realm with it.

Of course it misses her.

Blood to blade, innards to metal, their instincts as one, they reach to each other.

Zelena is full of hate and bitterness.

The dagger's power laps at her with glee.

She wants the best, and only the best. Let the others scavenge in her leftovers.

The Dark One's dagger was made to make that happen.

What power she lost with her pendant is beyond her reach, but she doesn't need it now. The dagger is made of magic older than her (older than Rumpelstiltskin too, and darker than he would ever dare imagine). Buried deep within her body, it lets her sip at its power. Not a lot, not enough to warn its current wielder, but enough.

Zelena wants to laugh in Rumpelstiltskin's face, throw in his face that he's been betrayed by the very source of his power. But he still controls the dagger, and what little strength she's won from it must be used to flee.

She allows her body to turn to dust; her will guides what remains, opens the portal she needs. Her spell tugs at her, drawing her into its vortex, and Zelena laughs in victory.

The past is hers.

The Wicked Witch has won.

[mahmfic.livejournal.com]

Harry Potter, George, depression

fill

[oh-mcgee.livejournal.com]

It was years before you were able to really move on and get over his death. Nothing specific happened that helped, one day you just woke up and accepted it: Fred was gone, died a hero. It’s the next best way he could’ve went out, second to death-by-prank.

People say losing a loved one is like losing a limb. That you still feel that place in your life where they used to be. But losing a twin is much worse than that; it’s like losing yourself.

Ever since the battle there’s been a Fred-shaped hole in your life that follows you around everywhere you go, a hole you’ve never been able to fill no matter how many things you pour into it.

At first you turned to the bottle, spent more time getting blackout drunk than being conscious, making your Mum worry needlessly. (and felt awful about it, on top of everything.) Then there were the girls -- and the guys; you thought if you could just have a warm body constantly next to you that maybe you’d be able to forget how cold and empty you were inside. When that didn’t work, you tried drugs: muggle, wizard, you didn’t care as long as it made you forget, filled up that hole, if only temporarily. The problem was, it was all just temporary, all of it.

When your parents have Angelina over one Sunday (no doubt with ulterior motives) she makes you feel different. Maybe it’s because she’s kind and funny, doesn’t ask you how you’re doing, or if you need anything. Maybe its because when you look at her you see Fred in her eyes, the way she would they would light up when she laughed at his jokes. You’d remember the way she’d swear during Quidditch practice, how she’d give you and Fred hell, the way she’d stare back and forth between the two of you in the great hall, trying to decipher who was who; she always guessed right. Maybe...maybe it was love.

Maybe it was just another way to fill the hole.

[tigriswolf]

Political Animals, author’s choice, TJ realizing that DC is a toxic environment so he gets the fuck out

[tigriswolf]

Avengers movieverse, Bucky Barnes, (post Cap2) Drowning

[oh-mcgee.livejournal.com]

Holy actual cow that song is sooooooooo Winter Soldier. On it.

[tigriswolf]

Avengers movieverse, Bucky + Steve, (post Cap2) it turns out freedom ain’t nothing but missing you

[daria234.livejournal.com]

Filled here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/3623652

[tigriswolf]

The Addams Family (movies), Wednesday + Pugsley + Pubert, all grown up

[tigriswolf]

Avengers movieverse, author’s choice, (post-WS) Bucky dies in custody of the remnants of SHIELD (for whatever reason); Steve reacts about how you’d expect (and his roaring rampage of revenge ends in scorched earth)

FILL: Scratched Rubble

[tattooeddevil.livejournal.com]

Revenge smells like scorched skin. Like rotten eggs, decomposing flesh. Like dust settling on death and blood dripping down fabric in thick rivulets.

Winning feels like needles under nails. Like torn ligaments, broken skulls. Like bare hands tearing through brittle wounds and heart strings snapping like twigs.

He gasps. Stumbles. Falls.

Ice.

Ice smells like home. Like exhausted longing, uncomfortable craving. Like crumbling resolve and debilitating hope.

He kneels. Stands. Stares.

Metal.

Metal feels like hot tears. Like unrequited pain, carefully planned order. Like disconnecting punches and hurtful soothings.

He walks. Watches. Thinks.

Anger.

Anger smells like copper. Like unresolved regret, thousands of unplanned smiles. Like silent screams in the cold and deafening silence from piles of ashes.

But anger mostly feels like failure. It feels unsatisfied and empty. Just like him.

He wins. Stops. Misses.

Alone.

[saavikam77.livejournal.com]

DCU, Bat Family, Eventually they have to force Bruce to retire.

crack fill.

[likewinning.livejournal.com]

"We're going to have to tie him down," Jason says.

"Yeah, because that always works so well for Batman," Dick says.

"We'll use really tight knots. And sedatives," Jason says.

"No one is sedating my father."

"No one asked you, Damian."

"Considering I'm a part of this meeting, I think they did."

"Only because Dick didn't live up to his name. For once."

"Jason."

"Look, all I'm saying is he's not, you know…"

"Superman?" Tim suggests.

"Tim."

"I mean he's gonna get hurt," Jason says. "Or killed. Or both. He's too old to be doing any of this. I mean what is he gonna do, hit people with a cane?"

"Probably."

"Inevitably."

"It does seem likely, yes."

Dick turns to Barbara. "How did you ever convince your dad to retire?"

Barbara makes a face. "I didn't. I became a cop so he'd think it was weird and stay out of the way."

There's a pause. They all look at each other, clueless.

"So, new plan. We hide all the batsuits…"