TERRIFYING THURDAY: Hero x Villain Pairs
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theladymore and onto another day. TODAYS THEME IS HERO x VILLAIN PAIRS. This theme is any pairing involving a hero x villain or a good x bad character. Because nothing is better than a twisted relationship!!!
Just a few rules:
No more than five prompts in a row.
No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
Use the character's full names and fandom's full name for ease adding to the Lonely Prompts spreadsheet.
If your prompt or fill contains anything that can be a trigger for the reader, please add a warning for that to give the reader the chance to decide if they want to read or not.
No spoilers in prompts for a month after airing. Use the spoiler cut option found here.
If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space, or use the above mentioned spoiler cut.
Prompts should be formatted as follows: [Use the character's full names and fandom's full name]
Fandom, Character +/ Character, Prompt
Some examples to get the ball rolling...
Agents of SHIELD, Grant Ward/Skye or Melinda May, He's evil and you can't stop looking
Stargate Atlantis, Acastus Kolya/Elizabeth Weir, Diplomacy doesn't always work.
MCU, Clint Barton/Loki, Mind Games
We are now using AO3 to bookmark filled prompts. If you fill a prompt and post it to AO3 please add it to the Bite Sized Bits of Fic from 2015 collection. See further notes on this new option here.
Not feeling any of today’s prompts? Check out the just created Lonely Prompts Spreadsheet. 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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theladymore and onto another day. TODAYS THEME IS HERO x VILLAIN PAIRS. This theme is any pairing involving a hero x villain or a good x bad character. Because nothing is better than a twisted relationship!!!Just a few rules:
No more than five prompts in a row.
No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
Use the character's full names and fandom's full name for ease adding to the Lonely Prompts spreadsheet.
If your prompt or fill contains anything that can be a trigger for the reader, please add a warning for that to give the reader the chance to decide if they want to read or not.
No spoilers in prompts for a month after airing. Use the spoiler cut option found here.
If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space, or use the above mentioned spoiler cut.
Prompts should be formatted as follows: [Use the character's full names and fandom's full name]
Fandom, Character +/ Character, Prompt
Some examples to get the ball rolling...
Agents of SHIELD, Grant Ward/Skye or Melinda May, He's evil and you can't stop looking
Stargate Atlantis, Acastus Kolya/Elizabeth Weir, Diplomacy doesn't always work.
MCU, Clint Barton/Loki, Mind Games
We are now using AO3 to bookmark filled prompts. If you fill a prompt and post it to AO3 please add it to the Bite Sized Bits of Fic from 2015 collection. See further notes on this new option here.
Not feeling any of today’s prompts? Check out the just created Lonely Prompts Spreadsheet. 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.
While the Lonely Prompts Spreadsheet and LJ's advanced search options are available, bookmarking the links of prompts you like might work better for searching for in the future.
tag= Hero x Villain Pairs
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Date: 2015-06-11 01:40 pm (UTC)Too hot to burn, too high to fall
I'm in too deep but it don't matter at all
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Date: 2015-06-11 01:41 pm (UTC)thiiiiis is total mush. also I cheated and it's bruce/wally/harley
Date: 2015-06-11 08:51 pm (UTC)“Are you?” Wally asks. He’s distracted. It’s hard not to be with this view down her top, with the way she keeps sliding the candy cane over her mouth, with the knowledge that Bruce is supposed to be home from the office any minute.
“Uh-huh,” Harley says. “Course, I never had all those freckles.” She traces her finger down Wally’s nose, across the spray of freckles that runs from one cheek to the other.
“You’ve, uh,” Wally says. He runs his fingers down her bare shoulders, pale and marked with scars and burns from her life as a supervillain, but beauty marks as well. “You’ve got a few here and there.”
Harley giggles, shifts a little on top of him. He can feel the heat of her through his boxers, and when she leans down towards him he can smell peppermint and bubblegum. “Will you do that thing,” she asks, “where you get all vibratey?”
Half an hour later, Bruce comes home to find the two of them curled up together like cats in the sunlight, a candy cane sticking to the sheets and both of them naked.
Bruce pulls off his tie, tries to reconcile the disaster the room has become just in the six hours that he’s been gone.
“Honey, you’re home,” Wally says. Harley’s still asleep, snoring softly against him. Bruce tips his head down and kisses Wally, tastes mint and sugar. The whole room smells like sex. Wally licks at his mouth, a little greedy like always, then pats a spot on the bed.
“Stay a while,” he says.
“Can’t,” Bruce says. “Too much to do. There’s an event tonight, and then –“
“Superheroing, right,” Wally says. He grins. “Well, are you going to show off your two trophy wives, at least?”
Bruce groans. “One of you at any public function is enough,” he says, and Wally laughs at him, quiet so not to wake Harley. “You know when you buy a kitten, and then that kitten needs too much attention ‘cause it’s lonely, so then you buy another kitten and then you just have two kittens? I think that’s your life now, Bruce.”
“Did you just compare yourself to a ball of fur?” Bruce asks.
“Sort of,” Wally says. “But also, Harley and I think you should let us get a kitten.”
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Date: 2015-06-11 02:14 pm (UTC)Avengers movieverse, Hydra + Winter Soldier, 5 times Hydra was thankful for their asset and 1 time Hydra really wasn’t
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Date: 2015-06-11 02:21 pm (UTC)Harry Potter, any Slytherin/author's choice, trying to convince [pronoun's] friends that their Slytherin significant other is not a villain, actually
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Date: 2015-06-11 02:23 pm (UTC)DCU, author's choice/Wally West, supervillains keep trying to woo him; it's as flattering as it is creepy
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Date: 2015-06-11 02:23 pm (UTC)I'll be waking up in the morning, probably hating myself.
And I'll be waking up, feeling satisfied but guilty as hell.
Fill
Date: 2015-06-11 04:19 pm (UTC)Barry wakes slowly, drowsily. He's content and unbelievably comfortable between the warm sunshine and warmer body next to him, wrapped around him. It could have been a minute or an hour but, in that moment Barry was in a blissful heaven. Then reality and memories sunk in, guilt robbing him of any happiness.
He slept with Snart. Again. Why did he keep doing this? He knew Iris loved him, that they'd work through the now eventually, through the loss of Eddie, and get together eventually. So why did he ever think sleeping with Snart, Captain Cold, was a good idea? How could he make such a bad decision worse by going back to him time and again?
Time to go.
Barry was just barely starting to shift out of the bed when Leonard moved to pin him to the bed. "Leaving so soon?"
He hated the teasing tone in Snart's voice or the way he looked down at Barry so smug and sensual. Hated himself for how much he reacted to it all.
"I thought I should head out," Barry explained not even bothering with subtle; he knew by now Snart would just ignore any subtlety he tried. What did it say about them- about him that Barry was starting to know Snart so well.
Snart's lips twitched in amusement as he hummed thoughtfully before giving Barry a biting kiss on his neck. "Funny," Cold said in a way that implied it was anything but, "last night you said you didn't have anywhere to be today."
"Doesn't mean I should stay," Barry argued, starting to squirm as Snart continued to give his neck lovebites. He could leave if he wanted to, Cold might be physically stronger than him but that did not mean much to his speed.
Snart pulled away from his neck, frustration obvious in his glare. Barry understood, he was playing hard to get while naked in bed with Leonard, clearly interested in another round of sex. Hands stopped pinning down his arms moved to grab his thighs, fingers digging into his skin where there should have been bruises from last night.
"Let me convince you to stay then," Len snapped out and it sounded like an order but Barry knew if he kept saying no Len would let him go. Saw the truth, the pleading in Len's eyes.
It made him stay.
"Okay."
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Date: 2015-06-11 02:25 pm (UTC)Parks and Recreation, April Ludgate/Andy Dwyer, Andy will do anything April wants, and what April wants is to become the most successful criminal ever
Fill: In Sickness or in Wealth
Date: 2016-08-21 05:50 pm (UTC)“Is this a,” Andy says, eyebrow cocked, hands already forming the shape of a gun, “Janet Snakehole situation?”
April turns her head to look at her husband. “No,” she says plainly.
Andy lowers his hands. “Oh, okay. Let’s do it! If that’s what you want.”
“That’s what I want,” April says, grinning.
They sit in silence for a moment, the TV set casting a glow over the living room. The kids are in bed, the house is clean, and they’re happy, but April knows that there’s always a little more happiness that can be squeezed in.
Leslie taught her that. Though, April thinks she might be a little annoyed that it’s applied to the situation at hand.
“You can still be Bert Macklin if you want,” she says, even though she knows Andy is already on board.
“Love you, babe,” Andy says. “What do you want to do with the money?”
“Nothing,” April says, kissing him on the cheek. “Everything.”
“Okay, cool.”
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Date: 2015-06-11 02:33 pm (UTC)Fast & Furious movies, Carter Verone/Brian O'Connor, "You're a better criminal than you ever were a cop."
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Date: 2015-06-11 03:41 pm (UTC)Fill - In The Pale Moonlight 1/2 (Jack/Pitch)
Date: 2015-06-11 06:03 pm (UTC)In The Pale Moonlight
It had been revenge, at first. Brutal battles on shadowed snowfields, echoes of shattered staves and spurned connections. It had been meant to hurt, to terrify and wound and exorcise the fresh horror of a hollowed existence. It had been vengeance for a world that no longer knew its enemy, for children who no longer saw their foe, for the curse of emptiness wrought once again on shadowed spirit-flesh. It had been ... it had been pure, once. It had been dark and bitter and clean. It had been safe.
It wasn't anymore.
There was compassion in the frost youth's eyes. That was the killing thing. No matter what had happened, no matter how fierce and terrible the blows struck against him, no matter how furious and shattered his foe, there was always something in his eyes that spoke of sympathy. Of understanding. There was something in Jack Frost that understood every scream of rage, every half-swallowed snarl, every giddy and hysterical burst of laughter. Though he fought with skill and courage, though he yielded up no ground, there was no hatred to his fighting. There never had been. Only pain, and determination, and sorrow. Only a pale and icy sort of grief.
It was infuriating. It was a scourge on fractured nerves, on a heart scoured and hollowed by fear and fresh wounding, and Pitch had not been able to bear it. He had struck out all the harder for it, had hunted his prey across empty ice night after night after night, hounding the Guardian with blood and violence and hate. It was a wonder that none of the others had noticed. It was amazing that the other Guardians had never shown up to smash him flat upon the snow for his effrontery.
Or perhaps not. But no, no, even Jack Frost would not be so foolish as to deliberately keep this a secret. Surely not. He must have some sense of self-preservation, must he not?
It had to end. This hunt, this vengeance. It had to change, to break, to snap like thin ice beneath their feet. Such a depth of passion could not be sustained eternally, and Pitch Black had so little passion remaining to him. He was a hollow man, now, a shadowman without a cause, and even his hatred could not burn indefinitely. Fear swallowed it, and emptiness, and the sweet despair of silence, and finally there had come a night, moonlit and still, when he came upon his prey and simply ... had not the strength to strike him. Had not the will to carry him through. He had come upon Jack Frost, wild and wary in the wilderness, and found himself standing emptily before him, lost as ever a spirit could be.
That was alright, he'd thought. Let Jack fight him, for a change. Let the frost spirit destroy him, if that was what he wished. Pitch had no more strength for protest. All his fury had fallen still.
But Jack hadn't. Damn him. Damn him upside and down, for never once doing as expected, for never being what his enemies so needed him to be. Jack hadn't fought him, nor struck him, nor even turned him aside. It would have been so much easier if he had. It would have been so much less painful, and less bright.
"Don't stop," Jack had whispered instead. "Don't stop now. I know you only feel real when you're fighting something. I know it feels like the only way to be sure that someone knows you're there. You don't have to stop. I can take it. I can handle anything, Mr Boogeyman."
Pitch had stared at him. Gaped, blank and empty, and the world had suddenly yawned open around him. The world had suddenly seemed stretched, white and infinite in the moonlight, a great gaping thing fit to tear a shadowman's hollow remnants apart. His hands went convulsively to his chest, clawing fingers clutching at his own flesh as though to hold himself uselessly together, and a sound came from his throat. Not a scream, not a cry, not a howl of rage. A creaking sound, an echoing croak from something breaking. Pitch had only barely heard it, when suddenly Jack had moved.
Fill - In The Pale Moonlight 2/2 (Jack/Pitch)
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