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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.
There's also a new rule now: if something in the fill could be a trigger, please have a note to warn for it.
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.
There's also a new rule now: if something in the fill could be a trigger, please have a note to warn for it.
Have fun!
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Date: 2015-01-31 06:06 am (UTC)Highlander, Methos + Duncan, “Mortals die, MacLeod. It’s what they do.”
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Date: 2015-01-31 06:06 am (UTC)Highlander, Methos + Mary Shelley & Byron, oh, he’d loved both of them so very much
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Date: 2015-01-31 06:07 am (UTC)Highlander, Methos + Duncan MacLeod, as Byron falls, Methos wishes he hadn’t interfered with Duncan vs Steven Keane
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Date: 2015-02-14 12:51 am (UTC)'You do it, and I'm next,' is on the tip of his tongue, but makes it no further, because risking his life for a friend is a bad habit he desperately needs to break.
It's really too bad he couldn't have broken it before now.
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Date: 2015-01-31 06:07 am (UTC)Highlander/Only Lovers Left Alive, Methos + Byron + Adam, talking about monsters
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Date: 2015-01-31 06:08 am (UTC)Avengers movieverse/Highlander, Kronos/Winter Soldier, at some point in the 70s or 80s Kronos comes across the Winter Soldier and decides to keep him (in my headcanon, Bucky Barnes was meant to be an immortal but Zola’s knock-off serum sorta fucked that up)
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Date: 2015-01-31 06:19 am (UTC)Harry Potter, Draco/Hermione, Compromise
Date: 2015-03-23 05:11 pm (UTC)“Take me or leave me.” She yelled at Draco, if he had fallen in love with her why was he trying to change her. She knew that it worked both ways though, she had to stop trying to change him as well.
“Take me and I’ll take you.” She compromised.
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Date: 2015-01-31 06:20 am (UTC)no fic yet
Date: 2015-02-14 02:38 am (UTC)... do you count the Marvel movies as Whedonverse?
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Date: 2015-01-31 06:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-01-31 06:23 am (UTC)Fill, BtVS, Faith x Robin Wood
Date: 2015-01-31 11:23 am (UTC)For as long as she can remember, Faith has always felt old. It's what comes from having to grow up quickly, live on your wits. She's not like B, didn't have a mom to take care of her, a sister who adored her, a group of friends who would fight for her.
Faith grew up alone and she grew up tough and she feels so much older than she really is.
Then she meets Robin and he surprises her.
Not just because he wants to stick around after they've done the deed.
Not just because he challenges her, treats her as an equal. He doesn't let her walk all over him, but he doesn't walk all over her either.
Not just because he's got these ideas of romantic dates and candlelight and holding hands underneath the stars.
No, he surprises her because of how he makes her feel about those things.
She's always been jaded, rolled her eyes when she saw happy couples making googly eyes at one another. With Robin, she's half of one of those couples and when he wraps an arm around her shoulders and she presses herself to his side, she wouldn't want to change a thing.
He makes her feel exhilarated.
Loved.
Young.
She's starting to find she likes it.
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Date: 2015-01-31 06:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-01-31 06:29 am (UTC)We're dumb. We're dead. Shut up about it now.
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Date: 2015-02-01 02:10 am (UTC)*******
Well, this had been a fantastic night. Really, she couldn't think of a better place to die than a derelict old factory. Not like she'd had plans of living to a ripe old age or anything. She winced as she narrowly avoided half ton – at least – of rubble falling onto her then winced again when she heard the shouting behind her.
“What?” She yelled, unable to hear over the noise of the collapsing building.
“I said, it's crashing down around our heads!” Robin repeated, his face twisted into a scowl.
“No, really? I hadn't noticed!” She glared at him before continuing to fight her way though, dodging chunks of concrete and jagged steel and wooden beams.
“This is your fault, you know. I said it was a trap, that it wasn't the right place. Congratulations Brown, you've got us both killed.”
“Yes, I know! We're dumb. We're dead. Shut up about it now.” God. As if being in a death trap wasn't bad enough, she was trapped with the child from hell to boot.
Robin growled at her. “You're dumb. I knew what would would happen.”
“Really?” The rubble stilled finally and she pulled out a torch. “Why did you follow me in, then?”
“Because if not for me you'd be dead already.”
Stephanie snorted. As if that wasn't the most unconvincing line she'd ever heard. “Well thanks. The extra half hour of slowly suffocating was really worth it.”
“Ungrateful shrew.”
“Brat.”
Batgirl sighed, trying to work out roughly how far into the building they were. Certainly they were buried enough that she couldn't get a comm-link. That was never good. “Okay, we're just going to have to go up and hope for the best.”
“An inspired plan.”
Stephanie clenched her fists and wished she had the ability to just leave him here. “Do you have a better one?” She muttered, getting a feeling of smug satisfaction when he didn't reply. “Thought not.”
“Just get a move on, Batgirl. I do not intend to die with you.”
“It's mutual,” she hissed, beginning to work her way upwards through the destroyed building, careful not to disturb anything. They moved in silence, it being preferable to arguing. Finally, she saw the most beautiful sight – a patch of dark sky up ahead. “We're nearly though!” Maybe it wasn't such a terrible night after all.
“I am aware of that, Brown. I have been staring at a full moon for the last forty five minutes.”
She sighed. Never mind. “Oh, do shut up, Damian.”
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Date: 2015-01-31 06:37 am (UTC)Gotham, Jim Gordon/OMC, Jim starts having casual sex with OMC because OMC seems interested, then later finds out that OMC noticed Jim was attracted and was afraid to reject him and was only continuing the relationship out of fear (maybe OMC heard Jim had powerful connections or maybe Penguin warned OMC to help Jim any way he needs and OMC assumed sex was part of it)
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Date: 2015-01-31 06:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-01-31 06:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-02-01 11:46 pm (UTC)Jason can barely make out the shape of the man, but he recognizes the voice just fine.
“Funny,” Jason says, flicking the ashes onto the cracked pavement. “Cause I hear you kill people now.”
Bucky’s smirk is the first thing he sees emerge from the shadows. “Touché.”
“You ready?” Jason asks, flicking the butt to the ground and squashing it beneath the toe of his boot.
“For what?”
“Oh you know,” Jason says wryly. “To go rescue kittens and puppies and ride off into the sunset on sparkly unicorns. It’s two the morning, the fuck else are you doing here if not to get obscenely drunk and find some bar we haven’t been kicked out of so we can quickly and violently rectify that situation? That’s what we do, right?”
Bucky steps into Jason’s space, wedges one of his legs between Jason’s and tugs at Jason’s hair, the short bits curling up around his ears because of the humidity. “Maybe I wanted to do that other thing we do.”
Jason grins spreads out like wildfire. “I could be talked into that too.”
Bucky tangles his fingers into Jason’s hair and grabs tight, crushes their mouths together and kisses Jason hard and bruising, biting down hard enough on Jason’s bottom lip that he can taste the warm copper tang on his tongue before he pulls away, some of Jason’s blood smeared across his mouth.
“Need anymore persuading?”
Jason does not whimper.
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Date: 2015-01-31 06:42 am (UTC)Fill (The Flash, Barry/Eddie)
Date: 2015-01-31 12:19 pm (UTC)There's a specific smile for, 'we'll talk about this later' and another for 'oh, yes we will.' There's a lift of an eyebrow to mean, 'not here, Barry' and a smirk that says, 'well, hurry your ass up then.' There's a tension that steals into Eddie shoulders whenever he directly lies to Joe that is loud enough to hurt Barry's ears, and an awkwardness that captures Barry whenever Iris is with them that probably screams at Eddie, not that Barry can help it.
Actually, make that there are two codes - the one Barry shares with Eddie and the one he keeps only to himself. The touches that mean 'I think I love you' and 'I'm sorry' and 'please just give me time to figure this out'. Barry has a specific kiss for 'god, how did I not know how much I wanted this?' And another to say, 'this is it - fuck - I just want this, from here on'.
Barry doesn't know if Eddie can understand his language. He's not sure Eddie even knows the dialect exists. They're new; it's just the work, the thought, they've put into it that make them feel like something Barry has never had to do without.
But damn if Barry doesn't want to translate, sometimes so bad he finds himself blurring around the people he loves the most - around Eddie - confessing all. He doesn't have to shout how he feels from a roooftop - he's said it a thousand times to Eddie's face, too fast for anyone else to hear.
Until Barry can work up the courage to slow down and say how he feels in plain language, he trusts his secret codes to carry him and Eddie through.
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Date: 2015-01-31 06:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-01-31 09:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-01-31 09:41 am (UTC)Drug market, sub-market,
Sometimes I wonder why I ever got in.
Blood market, love market,
Sometimes I wonder why they need me at all.
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Date: 2015-01-31 10:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-01-31 10:52 am (UTC)i love all the dirty tricks
and twisted games you play on me
idk they're messing me up again today okay
Date: 2015-02-13 04:35 am (UTC)"I know," Bruce says. "And you have every right –"
"Shut up," Jason says. "Shut the fuck up."
He grinds down onto Bruce, wants to put his nails right through his chest, wants to see once and for all if there's really a heart beneath all that armor.
"You don't get to do that now," Jason says. Bruce's hands are on the bed, limp at his sides like he hasn't spent the night beating Gotham's whackjobs to a pulp.
"I didn't come here for you to fuck with my head," Jason says. He knows what the next question's going to be, knows even with his eyes closed and his thighs getting Bruce in a vice grip.
"What –" Bruce starts, and Jason shifts hard on him like he's shifting gears, and there's that Batman growl Jason remembers, there's all the noise Bruce keeps pretending he doesn't make for Jason anymore.
"Jason," Bruce says. Warns, but what Jason needs is a threat. Bruce still isn't moving, isn't touching him, and it's a game of chicken to see how long he lasts before he does.
"Tell me," Jason says. He leans down, so close to Bruce's mouth he can already taste him, but he doesn't push all the way in – and there, that's a small victory, because Bruce reaches out, touches his face, and Jason does everything he can not to lean into that like a goddamn cat.
"Anything," Bruce says, and for a second Jason believes him.
He shakes his head, shifts in Bruce's hand until he can graze the palm of Bruce's hand with his teeth. Bruce lets out a breath but doesn't pull back. "Tell me," Jason says. He looks right into Bruce's eyes and says, "Tell me you missed me."
Bruce's mouth opens, and he reaches up and gets his other hand on the back of Jason's head. He runs his fingers through Jason's hair stroking, soothing, and Jason feels himself responding to the touch before he can fucking stop himself.
He remembers –
"I," Bruce says. "I always miss you, Jason. I always need you."
And Jason makes a stupid fucking noise, sharp and pained and nothing like anyone else, anyone else has ever gotten out of him. "You don't fucking –"
"I do," Bruce says. "We all do," he says, and Jason wants to hurt him, wants to knock his teeth right down his throat and tell him to shove his fucking family because Jason's supposed to be all he needs, but mostly –
He leans into Bruce, into that solid chest that's never been quite enough to hold back the mess in Jason's head, lets Bruce kiss him soft at first, easy, until he rolls them on the bed, hands still cupping Jason like that's all that's holding him together – and maybe it is.
"I hate you," Jason says again, even though his hand is under Bruce's shirt and one leg is wrapped around Bruce's waist.
"I know," Bruce says again, and Jason almost punches him because he's smiling. "That's all right."
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Date: 2015-01-31 12:23 pm (UTC)Fill
Date: 2015-02-01 08:40 pm (UTC)Joe's not a religious man by any stretch of the imagination, despite Grandma Esther's best attempts. Not that he's especially irreligious either; he believes in a higher power, prays when he needs to, keeps believing even when his faith's been sorely tested. But somewhere between being a single dad and a cop, church going got put on the back foot and even now that his kids are grown, he's never quite got back into the habit.
Besides, lately he's been worshipping at a different type of church.
Oh, he knows Grandma Esther's up there now, about ready to rain fire and brimstone upon his house for such blasphemous thoughts, but he thinks them anyway. Just like he thinks that she can throw in a few more handfuls for some of the deadly sins that he's committing.
Lust, because every time he looks at Caitlin, that's where his thoughts go.
Gluttony, because he can't get enough of her.
Sloth, because lazy Sunday mornings in bed with her are his new favourite thing and he doesn't want to go anywhere, do anything, just wants to stay there with her.
And it might not be a deadly sin, but if he remembers his commandments correctly, there's definitely something there about not lying. Yet they haven't told Barry or Iris about them and while it started off as a lie of omission, the bare faced untruths weren't long in coming.
He knows this can't last forever, knows a day of reckoning is coming in one form or another. Yet when he's lying in bed with Caitlin, when their bodies are locked together in a dance older than time, when he's worshipping her body with his hands and his lips, he can't bring himself to believe that this is wrong, that this is a sin.
Not when being alone with her is only heaven he's known for years.
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Date: 2015-01-31 12:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-01-31 01:45 pm (UTC)Hard to say what's right when all I wanna do is wrong.
Prince Lyric
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Date: 2015-01-31 01:48 pm (UTC)no subject
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