Multi-fandom Ficathon

[lynzie914]

(Created because, well just wishing someone else would do one, didn’t seem to be working. Also upupa_epops convinced me this wasn’t a terrible idea.)

This is free-for-all kind of ficathon, which means everything goes. Any show, any movie, and book, mythology, original, crossovers, new fandoms, dead fandoms, anything.

RULES:

One. As per usual, one prompt per comment. It just makes things easier for everyone. Prompts can be anything (lyrics, a word, a picture, anything) but they should look something like this: fandom, pairing/character, prompt. Or something very close.

Example: TVD, Caroline,in the mirror you’ll find faith, plastic flowers never fade

Two. You don’t have to write anything to prompt, and the same goes the other way. You don’t have to prompt to write. But, of course, I encourage both.

Three. Please feel free to prompt as much as you want. Don’t worry about how much or how little, you’ll find I encourage spamming.

Four. When you fill a prompt, please leave a link to it here. Your header should include a title, the fandom, the rating, the characters/ships, and warnings if there are any.

Five. Leave feedback. Everybody loves comments on their work, they just do. And if someone fills your prompt, really it’s just polite.

Six. Speaking of….Be nice everyone. Just because you don’t like a prompt, doesn’t mean someone else doesn’t have the right to put it out there. Act like the awesome people I know you are. Also, please warn for anything that can be considering triggering. I’m here and around, but I really don’t want to have to be on people for things like this, and I’m hoping that it never reody quired for me to delete anything. But I will.

Seven. There will be spoilers in here for many different fandoms, it’s just inevitable. You’ve been warned.

Eight. GO FORTH AND PROMPT AND FILL PROMPTS AND PIMP THIS THING OUT. Okay, that’s not legit rule. But go forth and do so anyways. Anyone and everyone is welcome, to prompt, fill, and pimp this thing out. Seriously though, please pimp this out. More people is always better.


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Comments

[margottenenbaum.livejournal.com]

The Americans, Elizabeth Jennings. Been trying hard not to get into trouble, but I got a war in my mind.

[margottenenbaum.livejournal.com]

Gossip Girl, Dan/Blair. You got these little quick passions, you blinked, and they were gone. You forgave faults, found perfection, fell madly; then the next day the sun came up and it was over.

[margottenenbaum.livejournal.com]

Gossip Girl, Dan/Blair. She was very near hating him now; yet the sound of his voice, the way the light fell on his dark hair, the way he sat and moved and wore his clothes—she was conscious that even these trivial things were inwoven with her deepest life.

[lusimeles.livejournal.com]

Once, during a moment of weakness, Blair had written in her diary: There is a thin line between love and hate and I walk it like a ballerina on a tightrope. She had been 19 that year and Chuck Bass had just attempted to prostitute her to his uncle in exchange for a hotel, like something out of a late 90’s Mark Wahlberg movie involving dead hookers and cheap motels, as far removed from Blair’s beautiful, polished life as one could imagine.

She had hated Chuck very much for very long after that, and the sheer ferocity of her emotions had made it impossible for her to tell the difference between loving him and hating him. On a different day she had written: Maybe there is no difference between love and hate after all. Either way the body burns and the mouth trembles; the stomach devours itself in terror. The more I hate him the more I cannot stand to be away from him, and the more I long to consume him the way he has consumed me. I do not love unless I hate first.

Then had come the time of resignation, of defeat: she could not stop loving him, Blair knew, but she could numb her love. She could allow it to crystallize and grow cold so that even if it never broke, at least she could freeze it at some point in time so that some secret, potential part of her would remain forever withheld from from. It was a strategy which had appealed to both the romantic and spiteful sides of her.

She had never so much stopped loving Chuck, Blair understands, as she had merely finally succeeded in growing out of herself. Some part of her will always love Chuck Bass, but that part of her bears impossibly little resemblance to the version existing at present. Blair had been surprised to realize, once the present version of her had finally emerged from its cocoon for good, that the experience of letting go of Blair-and-Chuck had, in the end, been only slightly more world-shattering than the experience of letting go of Blair-and-Nate (Henry had not been painful at all; Blair had steeled herself through more onerous facial extractions).

Dan had come back into her life unexpectedly, and yet predictably. Blair had not expected it, at least not precisely; that he had continued to love her despite all her betrayals she had known - he had given away by his eyes, as he always did. Those great, googly eyes of his had probably been responsible for... swaying her in the very first place their first time around; she had gazed into the abyss one too many times and seen blind adoration reflected back at her. You are good, those eyes had said. You are perfect; you were born perfect; don’t change a hair for me, not if you care for me. There had never been a better way to seduce a consummate narcissist, but all it proved was that she had not fallen for him but for herself, and love requires an Object.

[ladymercury-10.livejournal.com]

DCU, Rose Wilson, All they wanted was a villain, a villain, and all they had was me

[ladymercury-10.livejournal.com]

Young Justice, M'gann, buildings with a hundred floors, swinging 'round revolving doors, maybe I don't know where they'll take me

[ladymercury-10.livejournal.com]

DCU, Rose Wilson/Dick Grayson,

Jonathan, call again
Take me to Coney Island
Take me on the train
Kiss me while I calculate
And calibrate and heaven's sake
Don't make me explain

[lynzie914.livejournal.com]

The Mentalist, Teresa Lisbon, my past belongs to me alone

[lynzie914.livejournal.com]

the vampire diaries, katherine

I’ll chew you up and I’ll spit you out
Cause that’s what young love is all about.
So pull me closer, and kiss me hard
I’m gonna pop your bubblegum heart

[lynzie914.livejournal.com]

Doctor Who, Amy/Eleven,

You will fall in love with someone who is perpetually leaving you.

[portions-forfox.livejournal.com]

o t p

[lynzie914.livejournal.com]

gossip girl, blair waldorf, control covered in lace, tied with a bow and thrown in my face

[lynzie914.livejournal.com]

the good wife, alicia florrick, you think this mask I wear protects me, but really - I'm all inside out

[lynzie914.livejournal.com]

the good wife, will/alicia, they all remind you of her, somehow

[lynzie914.livejournal.com]

the vampire diares, elena, tell me we're dead and I’ll love you even more

[lynzie914.livejournal.com]

gossip girl, dan/blair, I once had a girl, or, should i say, she once had me

[lynzie914.livejournal.com]

AtS, Cordelia/Angel, We kissed as the sky fell in

[lynzie914.livejournal.com]

The Vampire Diaries, Caroline and Rebekah, Someday you will ache, like I ache.

[femme-slash-fan.livejournal.com]

Longshot but...

Bergerac, Susan/OFC, After he leaves you find yourself in someone else's arms...

[femme-slash-fan.livejournal.com]

Doctor Who, Susan/Barbara, I said goodbye to love

[femme-slash-fan.livejournal.com]

Torchwood, Alice/Johnson, I hated her before I loved her

[plural-entity.livejournal.com]

Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Spike/Buffy.

Human, I'm trying to come clean.
I will be a better me,
I will not drink until I'm dead,
I'll make the most of it.
I don't know what it's like to be alive,
to say goodbye, to cry a thousand tears,
because my ears won't listen.

I am so scared of what I'll look like in the end
for i am not prepared.
I hope I will get the chance to be someone,
to be human, look what we've done,
look what we've done.

I used to hear it all so loud,
the sound of my heart breaking.
The truth is waiting to be found,
I trust that I will take it.

I would give my life to be.

[somebraveapollo.livejournal.com]

West Wing, Josh Lyman/Joey Lucas,
hey pretty
don’t you wanna take a ride with me?
through my world

[theviolonist.livejournal.com]

million dollar man, joey lucas/josh lyman


One thing about Josh Lyman is that he never shuts up. Even Joey can see that, and from her silent world, she wonders how people bear his ever-blinking, wildly gesturing, hundred words a minute self. Between two polls and insult-ladden conversations, she makes the reflection to herself that if she ever catches him, she'll teach him silence. He sorely needs it.

*

Kenny's hand on her shoulder stops her as she's walking through the West Wing, detailing the milling beehive of a hundred assistants. She turns around - and sure enough, there he is, running a hand through his already-messy hair.

"Were you looking for me? Donna was supposed to be at her desk, but I asked her to get me that brief from Ways and Means, she's probably getting a bagel - you know the ones with -"

"No," Joey interrupts him.

"What?"

"I wasn't looking for you," Joey signs.

Josh looks chastised for about half a second, and then he tilts his head. "Well, you are now."

"Not really," Joey smiles, more amused than insulted. "I have a meeting with CJ."

"I'm not invited?" Josh frowns. "She's probably still made at me about Gale. I swear, her obsession with this fish is unhealthy - in a way it was really a service, now that I think of it, I -"

Joey starts walking away.

It takes a few seconds for Josh to realize that she's not there anymore, power-walking by his side through the corridors. He shouts something after her, and Kenny signs it to Joey, the corner of his lip quirked in a smile.

"Dinner?"

Joey shakes her head. "I don't think he'll ever ask me face to face," she signs to Kenny, and they laugh.

*

He does. The first half of the dinner makes for one of the worst dates Joey's ever been on: when Josh isn't ordering for her or answering his own questions, it's his phone ringing or some ass from the Chief Justice's office walking up to them and talking to him in a hushed voice for fifteen minutes. Joey fiddles with her food, unamused, and thinks about faking an urgent call to get out of there.

When Josh has to bail, called away for something urgent that he can't talk about, he forks over a few bills and leans into her. "Sorry. Next time?"

"Not sure," Joey says, but he's already out the door.

*

They don't see each other for another month. Josh might or might not have called her, but she's working on a senator's campaign in Iowa and to be honest talking to him isn't her top priority. When the President comes to support the senator's campaign, Josh struts up to her in the hotel lobby.

"He's going to win," he says without preamble. "He's got everything - the charm, the babble, military past and the perfect democratic pals."

"Tell me something I don't know," Joey signs.

There's a moment of silence, and then Josh takes a sip of his beer. "I'm sorry for last time," he says, in a way that says to Joey that he probably got ordered to say that by someone, most likely Donna.

"Yeah," Joey signs.

She gets up to leave, making sure to leave her hotel card on the bar.

*

He's really pretty, is the thing. Joey pushes herself up to meet his lips, and for the first time since they met he doesn't say anything. Joey tightens her hands on the nape of his neck, just long enough for him to open his mouth, and then her hands are at his belt, nimble.

He doesn't stay inert, of course, gives as good as he gets - but each time he opens his mouth Joey digs her nails into the skin of his stomach and hauls herself up to kiss him silent.

"Shut up now," she articulates as she pushes him on the bed.

She'll try to remember how he looked at that moment, she tells herself: surprised but also pleased and eager, curious to learn.

[somebraveapollo.livejournal.com]

West Wing, CJ/Donna

it's a lot like life, and that's what's appealing

[somebraveapollo.livejournal.com]

West Wing, CJ/Donna/Josh/Sam, three musketeers

[lynzie914.livejournal.com]

All you're west wing prompts make me happy.

[ladymercury-10.livejournal.com]

Young Justice, M'gann, beauty queen on a silver screen, living life like I'm in a dream

[plural-entity.livejournal.com]

Doctor Who, Ten/Rose

I know what you're thinking—it will never be the end.
And when the storm is over, you won't see me again.

didn't know the price i paid for all the times i stayed,
when we were together.

[somebraveapollo.livejournal.com]

<3_<3 at this prompt