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Hello, everyone. I’m [livejournal.com profile] truthwritaslies and today's theme is Scary. Prompts can be Fears, phobias, or even straight up horror!

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+ Any, Any couple with a new baby, Fear of waking up to a silent baby monitor.
+ Supernatural, Sam Winchester, There's a good reason for his Coulrophobia
+ Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Buffy Summers, She fears that the future councils will try to pull her from heaven (again).

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Fill: Mortal Instruments. Alec/Magnus

Date: 2016-03-30 03:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com
“Go back to sleep,” Magnus grumbled.

Alec was sitting up, knees drawn to his chest, listening.

“You can’t keep drawing sharp hearing runes on yourself and then expect to sleep,” Magnus said. “Also, we have modern technology by way of a baby monitor. If anything goes wrong, we’ll know.”

“I’m not afraid of what I’ll hear,” Alec said softly. “It’s if I don’t hear anything.”

“Warlocks are notoriously hard to kill.”

“Not for Shadowhunters,” Alec said.

Magnus pulled him close and held him, and together they stayed up all night, listening.

Fill: To Sleep, Perchance

Date: 2016-03-31 01:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] evil-little-dog.livejournal.com
Buffy isn't afraid of dying. She's done that.

Twice. And come back.

Twice.

And she's okay with dying again. Someday. In the future. Maybe a long time from now. Or not, considering she's a Slayer.

(The Slayer, some say. Whatever.)

But when she dies (again) she wants to make sure she stays dead. She doesn't want to be dragged out of Heaven a second time. So Buffy has asked her friends (her family) to make sure her body is cremated, that nothing is left. No hairs kept wound around fingers, no skin samples. Nothing. And that the ashes are spread around, in as many places as possible.

Because while Buffy loves being alive, when it comes her time, she'll be ready for her rest. And she doesn't trust whatever Council may come to not try to resurrect her.

Again.

Date: 2016-03-30 03:04 pm (UTC)
creepy_shetan: cropped color manga illustration of the inner and outer Sailor Senshi lying in a wide circle, their heads together (Gambit // real men energize in magenta)
From: [personal profile] creepy_shetan
author's choice, any, "I live in terror of not being misunderstood." (~ Oscar Wilde)

(Optional full sentence quote: "I am but too conscious of the fact that we are born in an age when only the dull are treated seriously, and I live in terror of not being misunderstood.")

Date: 2016-03-30 03:06 pm (UTC)
creepy_shetan: cropped color manga illustration of the inner and outer Sailor Senshi lying in a wide circle, their heads together (Richard Gasquet // ...Crap. D:)
From: [personal profile] creepy_shetan
author's choice, any, fear of outliving your child(ren)

Fill: (Drabble), Forever, Henry Morgan

Date: 2016-03-30 06:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thesmallhobbit.livejournal.com
It wasn’t so much an abstract fear, but the absolute certainty he would outlive Abe. And what he truly feared was how he would cope with mourning. It was understandable for a father to mourn the death of a son, but this would not be possible. Others had died before, but he’d known and loved Abe since they’d adopted him as a baby. And Abe, in his turn, had been the only one who had shared Henry’s secret, and who truly understood him. Henry took another sip of his whiskey and hoped Abe wouldn’t see the fear in his eyes.

Date: 2016-03-30 03:06 pm (UTC)
creepy_shetan: cropped color manga illustration of the inner and outer Sailor Senshi lying in a wide circle, their heads together (Dante + Vergil // JACKPOT)
From: [personal profile] creepy_shetan
author's choice, any, fear of being left behind or forgotten

Re: Filled, Lilo and Stitch.

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Re: Filled, Lilo and Stitch.

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Date: 2016-03-30 03:07 pm (UTC)
creepy_shetan: cropped color manga illustration of the inner and outer Sailor Senshi lying in a wide circle, their heads together (Hogwarts // Snape accepts no excuses)
From: [personal profile] creepy_shetan
author's choice, any, fear of becoming just like your parent(s)
From: [identity profile] hanorganaas.livejournal.com
Takes Place in My All's Fair In Love and War Verse (http://archiveofourown.org/series/420727)

It happened again. It always happened when his emotions are high and wired and Ben doesn't have the conscious will to control the storm of power he has inside him.

He doesn't notice it at first. He was so caught up in anger after the arguement he had with is father - the once playful man who used to carry Ben on his shoulders immitating noises from the Milenimum Falcon was now caught up in the work in the resistance he barely slept - but it was only after he heard the dull thud and a familiar voice crying out in shock that he was aware of what he done.

Ben's friend and fellow Pilot Poe was up against the wall feet off the floor, Ben could feel his hand shaking. Must have heard a noise and used his curse to defend himself on reflex.

"I am so sorry," Ben said using the force to gently move Poe to one of the couches in the room so he could have a safe place to land.

"No Buddy it's my fault," Poe said as sat up on the couch. "I should have known better to sneak behind a force user."

And then it came, not the guilt, but the fear. Ben never saw the full extent of her use of the force, his father did his best to shield him from that, but he saw glimpses. His mother sometimes holding her ears and screaming, while Breha wailed into the night and his father being thrown against the wall and sometimes choked by accident when his mother was under extreme pressure. The worst was the masscare at the second temple. Ben and his father surveyed the damage and there was nothing but bodies and smoke everywhere.

Every time Ben used the force even if it was an accident, he feared it was one step closer to becoming the woman he feared and resented. Thank the gods he didn't do any damage on Poe this time, but what if next time...Ben took a deep shuddering breath and landed on the couch next to his friend, feeling dizzy at his mistake.

"Hey Ben," Poe said as he wrapped his arm around Ben's shoulders, "You're not her...you made a mistake you are not going to go to the dark side just for being startled. If you were...you wouldn't feel gulty."

"My mother was like that until Snoke got her," Ben responded looking ahead of him and had she not intervened it would have been me making a mess of things he mentally added.

"Yeah but you are stronger than her," Poe stated nodding, "hell you are stronger than your faher. You grew up in a broken home, you have to make sure your father doesn't work himself to death running this resistance and continuing his doomed struggle to save your mother, all while doing everything to break the persona around her that you are the son of Kyla Reia and the grandson of Darth Vader. You haven't broken once. Me, I would go mad if I had all that burden."

Ben couldn't help but smile at that. One thing he always admired about Poe Dameron was that he was able to look beyond his bloodline and always see the good. He wished he had that, maybe he would feel sorry for his mother and have hope like father did...

But Poe was right....Ben endured so much with his screwed up little family he was in without succumbing to the darkside. If he fought it for this long, he'll fight it even longer.

"No one is strong as you Poe Dameron," Ben said with a nod.

"Shut up and take the compliment Solo," Poe responded elbowing him, "you going to be okay buddy?"

"I think so," Ben answered.

Maybe one day he would be at peace with his gift of the force. Maybe one day one day he would be as optimistic as his father his mother would be back instead of feeding the man lies to make him feel better. But for now he had to focus.

As frightened as he was of the woman he shared his blood with she sacrificed her goodness to keep him safe. Ben couldn't spit such a thing back in her face.
Edited Date: 2016-03-30 07:33 pm (UTC)

Date: 2016-03-30 03:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] doreyg.livejournal.com
Green Lantern (comics), Thaal Sinestro/Hal Jordan, serial killers AU

Date: 2016-03-30 03:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] doreyg.livejournal.com
Vampire Babylon – Chris Marie Green, Dawn Madison +/ Any, goddamn right you should be scared of me

Date: 2016-03-30 03:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] doreyg.livejournal.com
DCU, Bruce Wayne/any, you are capable of inspiring great fear

Date: 2016-03-30 03:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] doreyg.livejournal.com
Justice League Cartoon, Wally West/Bruce Wayne, watching scary movies cuddled up together

Date: 2016-03-30 03:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] doreyg.livejournal.com
Babylon 5, Lennier/Michael Garibaldi, space can be terrifying. But it’s less terrifying when you have someone with you

Date: 2016-03-30 04:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] doreyg.livejournal.com
Babylon 5, Lennier/Michael Garibaldi, space can be terrifying. But it’s less terrifying when you have someone with you

Date: 2016-03-30 04:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] brumeier.livejournal.com
Stargate Atlantis, John Sheppard/Rodney McKay, John is afraid of losing Rodney the way he lost his mom

Not a fill yet

Date: 2016-03-30 06:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com
But...MINE!

Just putting that out there.

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Fill: math nerd!John AU

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Re: Fill: math nerd!John AU

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Re: Fill: math nerd!John AU

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Date: 2016-03-30 04:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] brumeier.livejournal.com
Any, Any, hearing unknown footsteps in the hall

Fill: Dollhouse/SGA, Foxtrot John Sheppard

Date: 2016-03-30 11:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com
As a general rule, when John slept, they all slept, if only because Brian insisted that there were psychological and physiological benefits to sleep, even if science didn’t fully understand them, and as each imprint was a whole consciousness, one of them staying awake would make their body think it was fully awake no matter who was in charge. So if John slept, they slept. Their dreams mingled, and they didn’t always sleep well, but they all slept.

Except now they’d seen Victor on Atlantis, and they’d spent the last few days scouring the faces of everyone who’d come on the newest wave of recruits, searching for the vaguest hint of recognition. Between Julian and Architect, they knew the faces of every active from the LA Dollhouse and the DC Dollhouse, but there were dollhouses all over the world, and there was no telling who was Rossum, who wasn’t.

So now they were awake while John slept, Pianist listening for the dreaded unfamiliar footsteps in the hall. After several years he knew everyone by footfall, and they heard Lorne doing his unofficial patrol, heard soldiers and scientists going about their business on their shifts, counted off their names and faces one by one. Tracked unfamiliar footsteps. Waited to see if they paused too long outside John’s door. Committed to identifying them the next day.

It would take Pianist a while to know all the new recruits by footfall, and until he did, none of them would be sleeping well. They couldn’t go back to the Dollhouse. They wouldn’t. Anyone who tried to make them would find themselves on the wrong end of the combined efforts of all of Foxtrot.

In the morning John would be a little tired, but every night, as they learned each new person (as they hacked Keller’s medical scans for any signs of active hardware, checked for tattoo birthmarks, tried handler commands), he would sleep a little better.

Date: 2016-03-30 04:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] brumeier.livejournal.com
Hawaii Five-0, Danny Williams +/any, claustrophobia

Date: 2016-03-30 04:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] classics-lover.livejournal.com
Any* (except Supernatural), any, Jiang Shi (http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ChineseVampire)/Chinese Vampire



*Bonus points for a non-vamp fandom

Fill: SG-1

Date: 2016-03-31 12:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com
"So, what does the inscription say?" Vala asked.

Mitchell squinted at it. "My written Chinese is rough. I can speak it okay, but -"

"A jiangshi is guarding this tomb," Daniel said. "To warn people off the great treasure inside."

"What's a jiangshi?" Sam asked.

"Like a Chinese vampire. Drains life force instead of blood. Moves really stiffly." Daniel extended his arms and hopped for emphasis.

Vala giggled behind her hand.

"And if we open this tomb?" Teal'c asked.

"Don't worry, there's no such thing as vampires," Mitchell said. "They're just a myth."

"I believe Daniel Jackson just described a Wraith," Teal'c said.

"Oh." Vala snatched her hand back. "Then I shouldn't have pushed the button?"

"No, you probably shouldn't have." Daniel sighed.

The others stared at him.

Daniel said, "Hello? Wraith? Run!"

The tomb door swung open. Something roared inside.

And SG-1 - they ran.

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Date: 2016-03-30 04:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] classics-lover.livejournal.com
Any sci-fi fandom, any, The xeno-archaeology department is full of fearless people (http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SealedEvilInACan)

Date: 2016-03-30 04:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] classics-lover.livejournal.com
Mass Effect (2), Shepard +/ any, Danse (http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/TheDeadCanDance) macabre (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Danse_Macabre)

Date: 2016-03-30 04:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] classics-lover.livejournal.com
Any (except Sipernatural), any/any, Death by Sex (http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DeathBySex) (because who wants to die a virgin? :P)

Date: 2016-03-30 04:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] classics-lover.livejournal.com
Star Trek: TNG, any/any, living in fear of losing their humanity*


or Klingonity or Cardssianity or... you get the idea

Date: 2016-03-30 05:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hanorganaas.livejournal.com
Star Wars, Han Solo [/any], The Carbonite Incident Left Him Extremely Claustrophobic, and really the only time he's haunted by it if he is in a tight space.

Date: 2016-03-30 05:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 4bdnsn0wflake.livejournal.com
Any, Any Character(s), fear of failure
From: [identity profile] hanorganaas.livejournal.com
[[ So this fic is based on my own personal experiences with emotional abuse so it may be a little dark ]]

John is scrubbing his hands so hard. Trying not to scream, he's biting his lip so hard he can taste cooper in his mouth. His eyes are watering, his body shaking. He tries to turn his head to things he likes Ferris Wheels and flying planes, sparring with Ronon, the breeze that flows through his hair on the balcony he and Elizabeth has their talks.

Nothing is working, all he could think about is that Marine who was killed on his watch. Him trying in vain to stop the bleeding and those eyes in fear as death overcame her. She was no older than 20, so full of life, and he failed to protect her. Despite words of reassurance he knew it was his fault.

"Why isn't the fucking blood coming off," He growled, he was scrubbing his hands so hard he doesn't know if it's blood from the dead Marine our his from scrubbing to hard.

Of course you failed again, A familiar voice said, he knew that voice...the voice of his father, spewing one of his million insults and criticism, You have always been a disappointment

John lifted his head up and looked at the mirror. It wasn't his reflection it was his father's laughing and taunting him, just like had done over and over again. The Colonel took a sharp breath, stumbling with his back against the wall and closing his eyes. A few tears escaped from behind closed eyelids.

And suddenly he remembered why he was beating himself over this. Why he always hated failure. His father always repermanded him for failing and it left a scar the same way physical abuse would.

Remember your Mantra, John thought himself resting his hand on his racing heart feeling the air leave his lungs, I'm here, I won, I got what I wanted, he lost

He repeated those words in his head as he breathed slowly. At a count to ten, in through his mouth and out through his nose, letting all the tension leave his body.

Dealing with his emotional and verbal abuse was like surfing. Sometimes the waves were light, other times the waves were rough. Right now it was rough and choppy, but John knew he would find his balance and ride it out....

Eventually.
Edited Date: 2016-03-30 06:59 pm (UTC)
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