free for all
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comment_ficAnd it's time for the regularly-scheduled free for all!
As ever, the rules are:
*No more than five prompts in a row.
*No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
*No spoilers in prompts for a month after airing. Use a spoiler cut as needed.
*If you know the character's full name, use it. Also, give the fandom's complete name, too.
*If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space.
Have fun!
As ever, the rules are:
*No more than five prompts in a row.
*No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
*No spoilers in prompts for a month after airing. Use a spoiler cut as needed.
*If you know the character's full name, use it. Also, give the fandom's complete name, too.
*If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space.
Have fun!
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Date: 2015-01-17 03:34 pm (UTC)Arakawa's notes say, "many children". Real definative there.
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Date: 2015-01-17 08:05 pm (UTC)The Librarians, Jake Stone + team, his worst self comes back
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Date: 2015-01-17 08:27 pm (UTC)The Hobbit (Jackson films), Fili + Kili, they are children of the open skies not the mountain deep
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Date: 2015-01-17 08:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-01-17 09:37 pm (UTC)fill - Jason Todd/Buffy Summers
Date: 2015-01-20 10:34 pm (UTC)He turns up every bottle in the apartment, most of them already half empty, with zero discrimination as to what their contents hold. Some Jack, some Scotch, a little Vodka, the last of the Tequila; doesn’t matter, it’s all a means to an end - ending up passed out in a puddle of his own puke maybe, but as long as he’s unconscious he really doesn’t give a shit.
fight to feel
Nothing makes him feel more alive than the skin over his knuckles splitting, painting some shitbird’s face with his own blood, feeling their bones crack beneath his fist. Getting to beat the shit out of deadbeats under the pretense of protecting Gotham makes dealing with this whole being alive thing easier. Almost makes having to dig his way out of his own fucking coffin worth it.
When he runs out of deadbeats he hits the bars, the really seedy places all the low life’s congregate at. They’re not murderers or rapists, they’re not trying to take over the word or break all the crazies out of Arkham. They aren’t upstanding citizens either. Jason orders a shot and waits. He can be pretty patient when he knows the reward is going to be grand.
It takes half an hour maybe before some jerkoff raises his hand to his girlfriend -- and yeah, she started it but Jason’s tired of waiting, adrenaline thrumming beneath his veins. He’s tweaking. He’s not going to let a technicality rob him of this.
He plays the hero card, pretends he’s doing this for the lady, for the sanctity of whatever, and drags the guy into the back alley, enjoys every second of pummelling him until his face is bloody and unrecognizable, until he can’t breathe for all the bruised ribs, maybe a punctured lung.
Jason drags the back of his hand over his face, wiping away blood that doesn’t belong to him and walks off. Time to find another bar to get thrown out of.
fuck the pain away
Her name is something ridiculous, like Miffy or Bunny, something you’d name one of those tiny, yappy dogs he hates like burning, but he doesn’t plan on remembering her name (or this night, really) anyway. They meet in another alley, another deadbeat, and Jason watches, transfixed, as this tiny blonde takes out not just one, but four guys, all of them twice her size, not a scratch on her after she’s wiped the floor with them. One look between them, adrenaline like fire in both their veins, is all it takes.
Jason knew there was something different about her, but when she shoves him clear through the wall of the abandoned building, it becomes even clearer. That lost, empty look in her eyes, the alcohol he can taste on her mouth, the hunger, the need for pain and lots of it -- she’s like him. He can almost feel it when he touches her, hear it in her screams. She doesn’t belong here, just like him. She’s dead inside. Just like him.
Re: fill - Jason Todd/Buffy Summers
Date: 2015-01-20 10:44 pm (UTC)ps do you know what else this makes me want? Wishverse!Buffy/Jason.
Re: fill - Jason Todd/Buffy Summers
Date: 2015-01-20 10:47 pm (UTC)Re: fill - Jason Todd/Buffy Summers
Date: 2015-01-20 10:50 pm (UTC)Re: fill - Jason Todd/Buffy Summers
Date: 2015-01-20 10:51 pm (UTC)Re: fill - Jason Todd/Buffy Summers
Date: 2015-01-20 11:16 pm (UTC)Re: fill - Jason Todd/Buffy Summers
Date: 2015-01-21 12:09 am (UTC)Re: fill - Jason Todd/Buffy Summers
Date: 2015-01-21 02:33 am (UTC)RE: fill - Jason Todd/Buffy Summers
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