Impromptu (im)Promptathon
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kricketsImpromptu Multi-Fandom (im)Promptathon
Post Your Fic Here!
Sept 3rd - 13th
FIRST. Find all the prompts under the cut.
SECOND. Comment to this post with your fic. (Or a link back to that fic if it's too long/you so choose, of course, a little preview is always nice if that's the case!)
THIRD. Subject lines should include a title (if you've got one), fandom, pairing, and prompt. (Prompt may be included in comment instead if it's a link to a song/picture, or if it's simply too long for the subject line.)
EXAMPLE
title, fandom, pairing, prompt
FORTH: Prompts may be re-used by other authors as many times as you like.
FIFTH. Writing will continue for the next ten days, ending on Sunday, September 13th.
TV
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chloe/jack: finally, family
jack: broken
kim: pretend, new life
kim/chase: grown up, reunion
michelle/tony: married, what if, normal morning, ctu, breakfast, son
30 ROCK
frank/jena: love, special
jena/kenneth: relapse
kenneth/liz: friends
liz/jack: family, pride
ANGEL
angel/darla: slaughter, corners of the past, rev 22:20 by puscifer
angel/lindsey: leverage
connor, angel: can't be saved by a lie, lullabies, hopes and dreams, only wanted the best
cordelia/angel: last kiss, family, rewind, tom the model by beth gibbons, fairytale
cordelia/spike: you're welcome, replace
doyle/cordelia: mementos, too little too late, when you say she's looking good she acts as if it's understood
eve/angel: alone, drinking game
faith/cordelia: different
faith/wesley: save me, damsel in distress, redemption, light, dark, shadows, ashes, rain, in the end, without you
fred/wesley: alive, dream, sunshine
gwen/nina: full moon, side job
illyria: experiment, fascination
lindsey/lilah: competition
lilah/wesley: senior partners, nuns & puppies, glasses, mistaken identity
phantom dennis/cordelia: light, loss, transition
spike/angel: a thin line between love and hate, the good old days, contest, you wanted more by a-ha
wesley/illyria: poor substitutes, suicide note by johnette napolitano
ARRESTED DEVELOPMENT
ann/michael: bland, strange, grown, video store, book store
lindsay/michael: lectures, disney, clementines
maeby/michael: relations, afternoon delight, books
BAND OF BROTHERS
nix/winters: you wanted more by a-ha
BATTLESTAR GALACTICA (2003)
billy: before the fall
boomer/kara: flight suit, bet, orphan
caprica/baltar: future
helo/kara: flightless, durable, fling, natural, goodbye, there for you, pure
kara/roslin: prayer, mothers, fire
lee/kara: sober, cracks, severe, form, grounded, boxing ring, triad, angel, forbidden, blood, Caprica, scar, you let me in but then you slam my fingers in the door
leoben/kara: lady lazarus, wherever destiny leads me, there are other worlds than these, not a dream, found, forgive, truth, warmth, fear, pattern, curtain, wine, soil, forest, resurrection, blood, taste, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, lull, nip
leoben/sam: stomach, fear, follow me, mischief, trinket, lips
roslin/adama: scars, waiting, library, silent, evening on the ground, new caprica, high
sam/ellen: collide, forget, scrubbed clean, wrist, wearing thin, instrument, bicycle, circles
sam/tucker: destruction, halfway, bend don't break, swear, protect, sawdust, caves, triad
sam/sharon: insatiable, compromise, fields, free
tyrol/sam: memories, secrets, teach, raptor, muddy water, fathers, machinery, mirror, weight, mud, thunderstorm, obsolete, breath, prayer, safe, consider, archaic, free
BETTER OFF TED
veronica/ted: seduction, food, doves, new and interesting, chicken or tuna?, slight mishap
THE BIG BANG THEORY
leonard/penny: first kiss, awkward silence, stuck in the elevator, laundry
missy/raj: cocktails, legs, dna
penny/sheldon: birthday cake, mirror, alcohol and poor judgement, defiance, lock, type, spectrum, definition, try, unhinged, monopoly, code, monopoly, soft kitty, superman
raj/penny: confuse, harmless
BIG BROTHER
jeff/laura/jordan: draw, scarves, pillows, counting, wild, beginnings
jordan/jeff: compass, wine, ants, triple threats, frustration, secrets, whisper, pink, garden, tanning oil, the show is over
laura/jeff: two of a kind, steak, time, water, pressure, hello
BIG LOVE
ben/margene: mistake, car ride, groceries, swimming pool
heather/sarah: making up, one night out, repentance, run away, quiet, wrong
joey/nikki: fierce, murder, second chances, blood ties
ray/nikki: dating, kissing, confession, attraction
wanda/joey/kathy: forever, domestic, motel
BONES
brennan/booth: loss, squint!talk, difficult cases, babies
hodgins/angela: no, sunlight, spiders, swings
sweets/angela: okay, therapeutic
BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER
angel/xander: library, invitation
anya/faith: money talks, eye of the storm, wipeout
anya/xander: normal, butterflies in my stomach, bath time, betrayal
buffy/faith: conflict, resolution, jewelry, try me, kiss with a fist by florence and the machine, doesn't mean you're forgiven, hit me as hard as you can
buffy/giles: safe, erase, rome, coffee, curiosity, adrenaline, fight, simple, fist, lay your arms down, cookies, disappointment
dawn: research, slayer
dawn/xander: eighteen
dru/darla: twenty questions, revolution
faith/dawn: future, fashion, fancy, butterflies by sia
faith/spike: distant past, twentieth century boy by placebo, energy, leif erikson by interpol, punk, leather, second best
faith/willow: wires and waves by rilo kiley
oz/xander: latin, sidekick, lesson
riley/angel: I hate everything about you
spike/drusilla: taste, sinking in, take this waltz by leonard cohen
spike/xander: buffy, rivalry, music
willow/dawn: hero, computer
willow/xander: vampire, together, kick his ass?, confrontation, jealousy, it was always gonna be me and you, at last, nightmares, rest, sunset, sunrise
xander/buffy: wild horses couldn't drag me away
CAPRICA
ben/lacey/zoey: club, dance, late
lacy/zoey: cherry chapstick, bedroom
CHUCK
bryce/chuck: ties, return, goodbyes, loyalty, sunset, why
sarah/casey: excuses, morning, steel, memory, bruise
COWBOY BEBOP
faye/spike: shower, rivalry
CSI
mandy/nick: first date, serenade, chocolate
CSI: NEW YORK
aiden/flack: new beginning, history
angell/adam: start over, follow, trust me, love at first sight, stuttering, safety goggles, skin, snow, under a streetlight
danny/aiden: fight, stuck, screwed up together, don't wanna do this without you, burn, pain, ache, hollow, fire, rewind, can't say no, after all, mirror, tell me
flack/lindsay: park, doll
flack/stella: stay, naming the stars, soft, piano
lindsay/danny: family, vacation, circle, fire
mac/stella: this is love, good night, wine, gun, shot, kisses, dinner, spontaneous, let go, shoes, brush, touch, eyes, hair, shoulders, whisper, in the light of day, heal, first move, come with me
stella/adam: hero, shoulder to lean on
CRIMINAL MINDS
any slash pairing: you wanted more by a-ha
garcia/morgan: phone, marriage, wedding, diamonds, wish, smile
DARK SHADOWS
barnabas/josette: lost, candles, dream
roger/victoria: alcohol, books, school, power outage, insomnia, escapism, mirrors, addiction, christmas, cliffs, fireplace, an old fashioned love song, old souls, in my own way
DEAD LIKE ME
daisy/mason: pearls, I dance me to the end of love by leonard cohen, rags, purple post-its, fake palindromes by andrew bird
george/ronnie: unusual, gravelings, firsts
mason/george: learn, rock star, guitar hero
rube, george: answers, deja vu
DESPERATE HOUSEWIVES
bree/karl: truth is revealed, proposal, telling Susan
lynette/tom: second set of twins' births, Tom taking care of the twins when Lynette is tired, second honeymoon
susan/mike: graduation, wedding reception, miscarriage
DEXTER
astor, cody, dexter: superhero, pancakes, hide and seek, image
brian, dexter: memories, runs in the family, band-aids, blood, games, haund you every day, all these years, image
debra/rudy: real, unsuspecting, cover your eyes so you don't see the weakness in me
dexter/rita: trust, devotion, alive, serenity
lila/dexter: the dark defender, comfort, madness
miguel/dexter: trick, best friends
victims/dexter: tango til they're sore by tom waits
DOCTOR WHO
doctor!donna/rose: the same but different, sickness
jake/mickey: stranger with his face, mourning, rose and rickey, familiarity, first time, chocolate
martha/ten: being human, watch, TLC, lies, drinking
river song/ten: absent friends, spoilers, picnic
rose/donna: country of two, perfect fit
sarah-jane/rose: same old story
ten/jack: we've seen it all, tired, starting afresh
DOLLHOUSE
adelle/topher: if we fall, secrets, pills, hideaway
alpha/claire: greeting, momento, writing on the walls
caroline/boyd: safe haven, I trust you, strength, reminder, run, wake up
dominic/adelle: paperwork, inappropriate, imprint, the attic, secrets & lies
echo: dreams, mending, handler, gunshot
echo/sierra: friends, catch you when you fall
ivy/topher: imprint, notebook, star trek captains
mag/zone: losing caroline, hideaway, hands, maps, reverse, separated, safe haven, watershed, campfire, rushed
mellie/paul: fake plastic trees, engagement, fractured fairy tales
paul/echo: connected, freed, war
priya(sierra)/tim(victor): eyelashes, rest, cure, memory, matches, deny, fever, the road home
sierra/topher: lost love, pretend, perfect
tim(victor)/paul: epitaph one, scars, theories, don't forget, erase, listen
topher/alpha: history, manipulation
topher/echo: invention and destruction, jokes
victor/adelle: summer, getaway, confession
victor/sierra: innocence, after the fall, searching, stripped by shiny toy guns, paintings, dinner for two
whiskey/echo: secrets, showers, lost affection, following by chungking
DUE SOUTH
fraser/kowalski: glasses, trust, heroic, understood, rocks and trees, pavlov's bell
fraser/vecchio: goody two shoes, the way you look when you begin a story
kowalski/vecchio: bitterness, lips
vecchio/kowalski/fraser: domestic, new beginnings, old arguments, time is ripe, lost, hold us together
FIREFLY
any slash pairing: you wanted more by a-ha
inara/simon: au, simon as a companion
jayne/kaylee: cowgirl, crush, nice
kaylee/inara: chocolate and decadence
river/simon: target, objects, on their own, buttons, pulse, cloth, berries, grace, skin, boots, blood, ease
simon/mal: trespass, pistol, heist, trapped, winter, stitch, checkmate, push, salty
wash/simon: negotiation, confrontation
FLIGHT OF THE CONCHORDS
bret, jermaine: the talking stove, laundry, first meeting, bored, hugs, fifty years later
doug/mel: tolerance, I always get what I want
mel/murray: subtle, fan club, webcam
FREAKS & GEEKS:
lindsey/daniel: once, pressure, frayed
FRIDAY NIGHT LIGHTS
jason/tim: weekends, beer, texas, fridays, game night, girls, mistakes, friendship, growing up, beach, swimming, drinking, pickup truck
julie/tim: siblings, driving, laughter, peach, cable tv, orange juice, alone, forever
landry/tyra: spring, violet, wander, cotton, weekends, weddings, growing old, fountain pop
tim/matt: roommates, enemies, blue, sunrise, game day, cheerleaders, team mates, french, goodbye, stones
tyra/tim: lover you should have come over by jeff buckley, good timing, diner, prom, parties, nail polish, dancing, family, champagne, diamonds, yesterday
GET SMART (TV or MOVIE)
99/max: teacher/student, closets, smitten
GHOST WHISPERER
jim/melinda: glad you're back, morning sickness, locked out
payne/melinda: thanks for coming home, taking care of her
GLEE
emma/rachel: clean, crushes, experiences
emma/will: fairy tales, peanut butter, books, long way to happy, breathe
finn/rachel: homecoming game, argyle sweater, twitter, road trip, hotel room, on stage, backseat, short skirt, lipstick, homecoming queen, halloween, sneaking in/out, costumes, flowers, date, pictures
rachel/will: new directions, divorce, solo
tina/rachel: duet, pajama party
will/finn/rachel: after hours, practice, costumes
GOSSIP GIRL
agnes/jenny: meet again
chuck/blair: moving day, dorm, office
dan/blair: nyu, college party
dorota, blair: friends
georgina/serena: wild, coke, party, hotel, after college
keith/lilly: hate, divorce
lilly: mother
owen/lilly: concert, music
rufus/lilly: first meeting, groupie
serena/blair: graduation night
GREY'S ANATOMY
alex/arizona: stranded, lightning, stoplight, smile
alex/izzie: corner, lack, pack, fail, delusion, contrast, childhood, memories, abuse, love, swept her off her feet, seattle mariners game
alex/lexie: regression, second, off, coffee
alex/meredith: same, clear, disillusionment, drowning, recoil
callie/olivia: comparing notes
cristina/alex: anything you can do I can do better
cristina/meredith: sleep, strip, buzz, pierce
cristina/meredith/sadie: mutual interests
derek/cristina/meredith: symmetry
derek/mark: optimism, ache, unsure, patience, hollow, lies, waiting, toast, temporary
fab five: football, Humpty Dumpty procedure, Really Old Guy
lexie: harvard med
lexie/sadie: vicarious, goodbye, sharp
mark/lexie: chance, lesson, break, aftermath, endeavor, defense, tired, never, hairspray, poptarts, locker, curtains
meredith/derek: scalpel, HBO, quixotic, twins, island, new york, airplane, bed & breakfast, camping, wedding, on-call room
owen/lexie: counter-clockwise, unwritten, still
owen/mark: treatment, weary, ice, grin, snow, smoke, rush, threadbare, fist, scrubs, locked, shoulders, disobey, painkillers
HARPER'S ISLAND
abby/henry: knowing, simple, breakfast, regret, push, say yes, driftwood, morning dew
chloe/cal: first meeting, forbidden, patient, what if, sunrise, stones, safe
danny/sully: accusations, sharp
henry/shane: teeth, boots, dare, jukebox, dime, once, climb, seasons, stuck, limp, young, drunk, autumn, hideaway
jimmy/abby: trauma, therapy, dealing, fall, laughter, sobbing, hysterical, marriage, boat, back to island, bed
nikki/sully: remember, last kiss
shane/abby: drinks, hike, slap
sully/shea: streets, giving in, scars, return, after, not without you, hero, timing, heal, home, before, burn
HOUSE
cameron/house: visit hours, regret, second date
chase/cameron: second thoughts, music, spin, anniversary, happiness, new
cuddy/house: short skirt long jacket by cake, college, date
house/thirteen: this isn't about you, dying changes everything, goodbye, ER, drugs
thirteen/cameron: dying, stethoscope, nails
wilson/cuddy: pathology, nursery
wilson/thirteen: sorry, save you, habits
HOW I MET YOUR MOTHER
barney/robin: webster, maple syrup, bridesmaid, laser tag, bachelorette pad, smirk, airplane bathroom, work, bro code, Mosbying, Ted, baby-sitting, 4am, Guinness, Nancy Drew, cows, weather, improvement, date, dress-up
gang: star-trek-themed party, fourth of july, wedding
marshall/lily: moment of truth, honeymoon, screaming
robin/lily: lists, prom, fringe, debt
ted, barney: kirk and spock are the bro-ing-est bros and ever bro-ed
KING ARTHUR
any slash: you wanted more by a-ha
LEGEND OF THE SEEKER
jensen/richard: lines, starve, wrong, disaster
richard/kahlan: consequences, lies
LOST
aaron/charlie hume: repetition, history, nausea, waves
alex/jack: used, lie, sink
alex/juliet: mentor, daddy issues, hutch
alex/richard/jacob: us, gift, special, reparations, tent, path, mist, lines, what's left, cavern, harvest, climb, alleyway, message, I will come for you, dare
alex/sawyer: trespass, wade, shadow, barefoot, not her, reverse
ben/juliet: date, mourning, apocalypse, compromise, freedom, murder, one more night by stars
boone/jack: coincidence, fragments, rain, regret
boone/shannon: LAX, reunion, sinful, tent, swollen ankles, ectoplasm
cassidy/kate: jealousy, children, nicknames
charlie/claire: families, pretence
charlie/sayid: the others, consolation, lie, flashback
charles/eloise: reunited, sacrifice, burial, gift, outsider, cave, somewhere only we know, midnight, church, london, grief, judgement, mission, stones
claire/desmond: promises,acceptance, grief, breathe
claire/jack: circles, lapse, record player, radiate, whisper, happy, route 66, ticking clock, silence, coffee & cigarettes, stairwell, messy, shave, hinge, milk, fog, drown, secrets, snow, terminal, tiptoe, tied, pocket, sway, wash, players, inches, disease, drum, chained, say no, easy, tricks, incomplete, waves, flaw, neck, twist, flip, retrospect, wrong, unhinged, strangers, blood, eternity, rotten, frayed, clay, thigh, resist, inside-out, earlobes, sand, truth
claire/juliet: fairytale, lullaby, muffins, umbrella, whisper, over the rainbow, Others, crib, dance, whisper, cowboy hats, eyelashes, music
claire/shannon/sun: girl talk, stealing the alcohol stash, tip-toe
daniel/miles: cobwebs, second sight, poltergeist, rotten, frayed, clay, thigh, resist, inside-out, earlobes, sand, truth
daniel/sayid: death-inducing sex, comfort
desmond/penny: home, family, love, making up for lost time, against all offs, greek epic
esau/jacob: you know where to find me, statue, gift, decision, peace
jack/juliet: anger, befre, betrayal, chance encounter, forgiveness, handcuffs, home, promise, second-rate quality, timing, despair, recognition, hospital, happiness, illness, clocks, amnesia, antiseptic, scar, broken, lily, heart, wedding, chains
jack/kate: only one, letter, chocolate
jack/penelope: shapeless, multi-colored, somewhere else
jack/sawyer/claire: passport picture, wet grass, rocks, canada, hands, patience, piano, fruit, canvas, tropics, moonshine, home, father, protect, warm, reunion, build, rules, rhythm, farmhouse, spain, swindle, autumn, path, voices, terracotta, acceleration, gas-burning lamp, dunes, timebomb, manners, lop-sided, laces, dirt road, secret, discovered, no goodbyes
jacob/richard: ashes, in the end, follow, history, reverse, promise, shore, injustice, broken, key, forever, whispers, paranormal, divisive tactics
jin/michael: return, losing her, float, search, vegetation, fog, back roads
jin/sun: murder, flower, regression
ji yeon/aaron: homesick, bleach, spine, newspaper ink
juliet: image
kate/juliet: flowers, ash heaps, seconds, cage, cigarettes, explosion, miami
kate/sawyer: back in time, gunpowder, Fiji, tomorrow, heartbeats, I never killed a man, smoking, Miami, the losing end
kate/sun: soft, wallow, flow, driving, birth, home
rachel, juliet: reunion
rachel, sawyer: juliet
richard/alex: rewind, breath, trees, tin, fires, carry, the ocean by the bravery, cigarette, journey, pit stop, hips, sweat, homesick, roots, instinct, concrete, harvest, climb, alleyway, message, I will come for you, dare
richard/eloise: unfaithful, temptation
richard/kate: eyes, jungle, memory
rousseau/robert: boat, artillery, back home, conception
sawyer/claire: rug burn, pocket, bottle, harmony, paper, diner, midnight, skeleton, bonfire, skin, whirlpools, stuck, permanent, domestic, cork, stoop, i like a little coffee with my cream/i like a little dirty with my clean
sawyer/eloise: youth, stuck, loss, heartaches
sawyer/jack: blame, consequences, even, pills, train
sawyer/juliet: rough, bruise, redo, song, song, song, the real sawyer, I never, truth, image, what do you miss?, trail, joke, run, fight, lingerie, sob, thunderstorm, grief, beginnings, anger, remains by tancharoen and whedon, gun, different, meet you again, 1975, silk, married, bomb, 2001
sayid/kate: blank, regrets, bullets, vengeance, mouth, alone, captor, stand at the crossroads of high roads and low roads
sayid/sun: bad-ass, gun, messy
shannon: image
shannon/juliet: sarcasm, wave
sun/michael: presents, gravestones, New York City, children, flower, art
sun/jack: fearless, poison, road
sun/jin/charlie: survive, pieces, determined, hidden gifts, starlight
MAD MEN
anna/don: california, beach, relax, piano
arthur/betty: revenge, horse-ride
betty/don: wife, cheat, lips
betty/glen: sadness, popcorn
don/joan: marriage, secretary
don, sally: child, truth
joan/don: lie, red, best friend's girl, drink, late, forget, office
ken/sal: fantasy, unrequited
peggy/ken: nice guy, jealousy, head of accounts, dinner date
pete/peggy: anger, office hours, head of accounts, desk
sally draper: woodstock, on her own
M*A*S*H
bj/hawkeye: letters from home, blood, tokyo
hawkeye/trapper: desperate, forgotten, mouth
MERLIN
arthur/gwen: moonlight, loyalty, perfume
morgana/arthur: insanity, power, strategy
NCIS
abby/mcgee: paris, lab, acceptance, love is friendship set on fire, hugs, don't leave me, I'm sorry, am I too late?
gibbs/jenny: party, telling the team, hospital
kate/gibbs: i know you, stay, craving, touch, tattoo, wine, take me home, gravity, flirt
mcgee/tony: never, divided, green
tony/abby: nostalgia, rain, first time for everything, unexpected kiss, slow dance, touch
ziva/tony: home, track, foundations, sick, getting her back, telling Gibbs, fool, you and me by the plain white t's, aftermath, rules, holiday, i don't understand, kiss me, i never saw you coming
NUMB3RS
colby/david: secret revealed, vacation trip, first I love you, pushing them together
don/robin: wedding, engagement ring, moving in
megan/larry: pregnancy test, happiness, germs, rain, sunshine
THE O.C.
alex/kaitlyn: not my sister
ryan/taylor: train, berkeley, vegas
summer/seth: pregnancy test, winter, snow, proposal
THE OFFICE (US)
andy/kelly: pride, ice cream, others, engagement ring
angela/dwight: reconciliation, amish, vows, uniform, illicit, never again
dwight/angela: love, happiness
karen/pam: boyfriend jeans, cream soda, xerox
michael/holly: second chance, wedding, ex-girlfriend, baby
oscar/andy: bro code, awesome blossom, loneliness
pam/jim: hands, sketch, miles, double-dog-dare, maternity clothes, white, Pam's in labor with Baby Halpert (natural childbirth) and camera crew is in delivery room, decisions, naming, What are you talking about Mrs Halpert?
roy/angela: mouse, callous, desert island
ryan/karen: IM, divorcee, middles
PARKS AND RECREATION
leslie/mark: song-meaningless kiss, talking, bologna
PRISON BREAK
alex/lincoln: shared burdens, restless, tangle, whisper
gretchen/lincoln: cat-and-mouse, thighs, waiting, masquerade
lincoln/michael: undone, space, rescuing, scars, everything I'm not
michael/sucre: mending, confession, defend, code, fingerprints
sara/lincoln: blood on your hands, shaken, doubt, quiet, healing
PUSHING DAISIES
alfredo/olive: longing, roat trip,m musicals, duet, love, marriage, impromptu meeting
chuck/ned: phantom limbs, hands, worlds of clay, future, winter, truth, wonderwall by ryan adams, necrophilia, boston cream pie, bedside manner, rabbit
emerson/olive: so wrong it's right, don't tell Ned, spring air, giggling, singing, finding a book
emerson, ned: father, confidant
olive/chuck: costume, hair dryer, margaritas, what's a little sugar between neighbors?
olive, emerson: itty bitty, chest bump, cigars, image
SCRUBS
carla/turk: competing, second, sibling rivalry
eliot/jd: june, summer, weather, gross, terrifying
jordan/perry: pregnant again, Jennifer's first day of school, Daddy's Girl, I love you more than you can ever imagine, dancing in the rain, happiness, Fun and romantic night at a restaurant without Jack and Jennifer, first attempt, failure, trying again
SKINS
cassie/sid: apartment, dinner, sleeping in
freddie/effie: water
STARGATE: SG-1
any slash pairing: you wanted more by a-ha
STARGATE: ATLANTIS
any slash pairing: you wanted more by a-ha
elizabeth: negotiations, riding to the rescue
john/rodney: expertise, comet, seaside, intertwined, missed opportunities
john, teyla, ronon: wrong place wrong time, whump, paranoid natives
rodney/elizabeth: christmas trees, comfort, bandages, ruins, rain
ronon/john: knife, broken, choices, thunderstorm, blur, ground, earth, log cabin, drink, limp, lake, medicine
ronon/teyla: identity, bargain, edge, sparring
teyla/john: guard, wash, right, swim, home, new mexico, crumble, father
zelenka, rodney, & lee: three musketeers, saving the day
SUPERNATURAL
anna/castiel: connection, history
anna/sam: angel's blood is better
bela/anna: a secret by basia bulat, birds of paradise, coincidences
bela/dean: run, demons, trust me, alone
bela/sam: hell, theif, manipulation, follow you into the dark, don't wanna be alone, hold on, pain
dean/castiel: fear, perdition, debt, toffee, cheesecake, wings, sunshine, fear of the dark, comfort, feels like heaven, loyalty
dean/sam: cold as it gets by patty griffin, bullets, fog, heartbeat, the beginning of the end, depression,reunion, forgiveness
jimmy/dean: this night by black lab, park bench, rain
jimmy, amelia, & claire: sacrifice, grace, asylum
jimmy/dean/castiel: christmas, unwitting threesome, firelight, candles, christmas dinner
john/mary: truth, hunter, pregnancy test, flames, exchange, vengence
lisa/dean, ben: picnic, gratitude, just another soldier on a road to nowhere
ruby/sam: addiction, void, feather, I am primed for giving in, siren song, truce, alternate universe
sam/castiel: action and reaction, mistakes, prayer, rules I had to break, god dropped by to forgive our sins and relieve us our doubt, blood and magic, twisted promises, protection
TERMINATOR: THE SARAH CONNOR CHRONICLES
allison/john: sacrifice, I knew you when
cameron/derek: I know you, run, cabin, sensation, weapon, revelation
derek/allison: don't go, tunnels, first, rain, warmth, secrecy, drift, alone
ellison/sarah: left behind, future, motel, cactus, hold me, remission, safe
john/cameron: ballet, they will be us, last one standing, pretty girls make graves
THAT 70S SHOW
hyde/jackie: records, history, 1985, road trip, closet, memory
TORCHWOOD
estelle/jack: I think you knew my father, funeral, Moses
ianto/jack: timelines, rugby, memory, decaf, rain, drunk
lisa/ianto: passing the time, morphine, secrets
the real captain jack/jack: tell my father by john barrowman, war stories, uniform
tosh/ianto: second language, cream and sugar, aftermath
TRUE BLOOD
bill/sookie: dust of ages, bill's "nook" (sleeping quarters), wii, bela lugosi
eric/lafayette: willing, screen door, rough, tobacco
godric/eric: remember, poland, war, gods of old, end of millenium, yawny at the apocalypse by andrew bird, messiah, new world, viking ship
hoyt/jessica: breaking the curse, sunrise, voices, dirt road
pam/eric: wii, new pumps, twilight (movie/book)
tara/jason: not like this, older and wiser, pond, summer
UGLY BETTY
betty/daniel: mourning, neck, trust, closet, dress-down, business trip, jealous, tumblers, warm
VERONICA MARS
mac/weevil: tattoo, stuck, first kiss
weevil/veronica: mistake, favor, jail
WEEDS
conrad/nancy: what have you been up to?
nancy/andy: backwards, costume, destroy and create
MOVIES
THE FALL
alexandria, roy: birthday, downfall, reason, deception, where butterflies never die by broken iris, surrogate, pretend, strength
roy/ex-girlfriend: regret, money
the old man, alexandria: secrets, googly, laughter
HAMLET 2
elisabeth/dana: and then he kissed me, love poems, relax, I felt so happy I almost cried, chocolate, spaghettios, thor
JUNO
juno/mark: star wars, sandwiches, wrong, addictive
STAR TREK
chapel/mccoy: academy, exam, pink
kirk/spock: quiet
mccoy/kirk: you wanted more by a-ha
SWEENEY TODD
fogg/lovett: haircut, crazy, picnic
TERMINATOR: SALVATION
connor/marcus: equals, finish what we started, cells, human, reliance, you wanted more by a-ha
marcus/blair: on the run, sin, define, life
TRANSFORMERS: REVENGE OF THE FALLEN
bumblebee/sam: food, car wash, sunshine, flowers
BOOKS
HARRY POTTER
albus potter: slytherin
angelina/george: fred, gossip, guilt, quidditch
draco/hermione: trial, absolution, loneliness, instinct, power, struggle, reason, truce
ginny/draco: bad side, truth
ginny/neville: family, fire
harry/ginny: summer, young love, your rocky spine by great lake swimmers, good without you, the lightning strike by snow patrol
hermione/harry: abandoned, love the one you're with, mistake, snowstorm, affair, want-light, magic, drinking, deliberate, betrayal, longing, silence, alone, pillows, strangers, tea, travel
lily/severus: disapproval, forbidden, bad timing, going home for the holidays, jealousy, balance, grave, never, repent, silence
luna/draco: barefoot, connection, fingertips, isolation, light, insanity, legend, peace
narcissa/severus: absolution, books, breathe, family
luna/harry: battle, gratitude, alone, rivalry, moving on, holiday trip, secrets, linger, real, simplicity, storm, trust, philosophy, ledge, secrets, wall
neville/luna: hogwarts, rebellion
remus/sirius: regrets, isolation, memories, second best, paranoia, holidays, depression
rose/scorpius: sorting hat, potion
sirius/lily: domestic, paper, time
SOOKIE STACKHOUSE (TRUE BLOOD) BOOK SERIES
alcide/sookie: offer, wolves, road trip, syringe, summer, teeth, fingers, kitchen, sunshine
calvin norris/sookie: refuge, pistol, dream, listen, bandage, trust
THE TIME TRAVELER'S WIFE
clare/henry: baby names, time is contagious everybody's getting old, run by snow patrol, image
TWILIGHT
mike/bella: pagers, porch swings, old-fashioned romance
CROSSOVERS
24/LOST
amy/tony: confused, want, hurt
ANGEL/SUPERNATURAL
angel, dean: standing tall
darla/dean: change, temptation, guilt
gunn, dean: big brothers, hanging out, ordinarily extraordinary
ARRESTED DEVELOPMENT/BETTER OFF TED
michael/veronica: desks, family, position
BATTLESTAR GALACTICA/LOST
caprica six/juliet: blonde, war, doctor
kara/sawyer/julie: poker, truth or dare, rain
sawyer/kara: security, loss, forget
BIG LOVE/VERONICA MARS
sarah hendrickson/logan echolls: not her
BURN NOTICE/VERONICA MARS/LEVERAGE
fi/veronica/parker -or- fi, veronica, parker: best heist ever, awesome, crazy girls with guns
CAPRICA/GOSSIP GIRL
lacey/blair: missing her
zoey/georgina: trouble
DEXTER/SUPERNATURAL
debra/dean: rough, cooperation
dexter/sam: destiny, urge, soldiers, acceptance
john/dexter: the origin of our rebirth, consumption
EVERWOOD/GOSSIP GIRL
ephram/serena: page six, spoiled little rich girl, I remember you
GLEE/EVERWOOD
ephram/rachel: julliard, music, drive
FIREFLY/BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER
graham/nandi: showdown, make plans to break plans, wild wild west
THE OC/GOSSIP GIRL
kaitlyn/jenny: roommates, college, experiment
THE OFFICE/HOW I MET YOUR MOTHER
angela/barney: challenge
lily/pam: ocean, art school
oscar/barney: experimentation, college, gay bar
pam/ted: shy, first time in new york, turtleneck
PUSHING DAISIES/SUPERNATURAL
ned/dean: the perfect pie, requests
OTHER
GAMES? IDK?
waldo/carmen sandiego: lost, found, candy canes
RPF
any slash in star trek xi rps: you wanted more by a-ha
ackles, jensen/collins, mischa: ring, laugh
ackles, jensen/collins, mischa/mischa's wife: have you heard what the fans are saying?
bell, kristen/jones, rashida: coffee, airplane, travel, missouri
collins, mischa: fandom bingo
coogan, steve/shue, elisabeth: I want him to write me a movie where we can be lovers, dressing room, RENT, names, I want him. I want her., books, karate
maher, sean/collins, misha: promises, california, coincidence
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fourteen days of happiness, harry potter, harry/ginny, good without you
Date: 2009-09-06 09:10 am (UTC)for years (oh – Merlin, years!) she had been waiting , dreading to hear those words, but she had been too young to realize. they were coming out of her mouth. always. even in her most haunted daydreams. truth came in many forms - sometimes, it came in the form of somebody else's wedding plans and her boyfriend's clumsy questions.
harry, too noble to even consider she was right, shook his head and move closer. "gin..." he never was very smooth with words; some things, he's never told her. she had usually find it endearing, poor harry, never knew love until it was too late for him to phrase. now, she found it irritating - she couldn't be making excuses for him anymore. he didn't love her - he never had. couldn't he understand? the longer they lied, the more damage they would cause to everyone.
"i love you, harry - you know I do. but i am not in love with you and neither are you with me." his eyes were wide, surpirsed, but his lips remain sealed. she had been trying to make him realize this for months, but he was too stubborn not to change the subject every time every time she brought it up. for harry, some things were simply meant to be, some things were just right, little mattered whether they wanted them or not. everyone had a place assigned. they all looked her, for years, in that special, distant way that meant, you weren't there. you wouldn't understand. but they were wrong - she understood. forever third best, she knew harry needed somebody who hadn't been there, who hadn't seen what he had seen, someone who remained at arms-distance to his heart but with whom he could share little, quiet moments that were not haunted by dozens of memories of war and death and curses and betrayal. it had made him think he was in love. she knew - the same thing happened to her when she was twelve, for completely different preteen reasons.
twenty-two was different. his fingers twined with hers, holding, clinging, and her heart broke a little because she knew how terrified he was of losing the people he loved, of his friends and family leaving him, of becoming that little orphan trapped in the cupboard under the staircase all over again. he'd fought a war and won but he was still as lost as he'd ever been. but she wouldn't surrender to warm feelings of affection and sympathy. as painful as it was, she knew this was for the best. she could no longer hold his hand. deluding themselves into a make-believe happily-ever-after would only hurt them.
"it's over, harry." she kissed his cheek and looked away over his slumped shoulder. the lawn was green and gnome-free for the wedding. from outside, ron caught her eyes and waved at her. she waved back and forced out a big smile. not looking back at harry, she whispered. "we shouldn't tell them until after the wedding." she had made a decision - nothing harry said could make her change her mind.
Of Sleeping Beauty and Fairytale Endings, Harper's Island, Henry/Abby, breakfast
Date: 2009-09-06 03:18 pm (UTC)Abby had been sleeping for three days already. Henry didn’t blame her, either. After he lit the old Church up like the 4th of July, burning the evidence of his treachery, he’d been desperate for a good night’s sleep himself.
There was so much to do. First he had to carry Abby’s unconscious body across the threshold bridal-style into their new home. The dirty, wet clothes that smelt like she’d been in them for a week—well, close enough—had been the first to go; ever prepared, he had a spare set waiting for her when she woke up.
Jimmy, worse off on his fight with Wakefield but stubbornly still alive, had to go. Henry didn’t kill him yet—he could still be useful, he figured—and he methodically bound and gagged the interfering fisherman before tying him securely to a post in the garage.
Only then, when the doors were locked and he could drink in his victory and the promise of a lifetime with Abby that lay before him, did Henry finally allow himself to drop his guard and drop his mask and finally fall asleep.
He was up and awake and antsy to be with Abby after only a handful of hours in his adopted bed. Hyped up on adrenaline and a desire to touch her, to hold her, to forget the secrets and just make her understand, Henry was refreshed and ready to go.
But Abby still wouldn’t wake...
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The rest of it is at my journal HERE (http://cursetheflame.livejournal.com/29133.html). I get a little wordy sometimes ;)
I'll Be a Real Girl Someday, Dollhouse, Echo, Dreams
Date: 2009-09-06 03:30 pm (UTC)Sometimes Victor and Sierra are there and they sit together and laugh about nothing at all. Sometimes she swims laps in a pool that has no end.
Sometimes she’s covered in red and there are people around her and they won’t wake up, no matter how much she shakes them. Sometimes she can taste the red on her lips and it’s warm and bitter on her tongue.
Sometimes a man is there and he’s strong and tall and sturdy and he says he wants to save her, but she knows if he had his way she would disappear. She runs from him through corridors that twist and turn and always end up in the same place.
Sometimes she dreams of Boyd. He watches her, standing just in the shadows while she paints flowers in a vase. These dreams make her feel happy and safe.
When the morning comes she wakes up with the others and eats breakfast before visiting Topher and his chair. She’s knows he’s going to make her someone else, but she’s not afraid.
She always comes back. Later she’ll climb into her pod and she’ll sleep and then she’ll dream and be Echo and no one else.
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From:Seasick, Lost, Charlie H./Aaron, nausea
Date: 2009-09-06 05:14 pm (UTC)---
It’s a gray and miserable morning to be seasick, but Charlie has little choice in the matter. He tries to ignore the cold drizzle that’s rapidly leaving his shirt sopping wet as he heaves into the ocean. He may have spent the first three years of his life on a boat, but if he’s learned anything from this little trip it’s that his sea legs are long gone.
He wipes his mouth with the back of his shaking hand and leans his forehead against the cool metal of the railing. Two weeks he’s been on this stupid freighter and he’s still not sure how the hell he ended up on this goose chase. One day he’s going about his life, working in the pub, the next he’s following an attractive but strange young man to the end of the earth. His mother always warned him about peer pressure when he was a kid and he’s finally beginning to understand what she was so worried about.
The feeling of a warm hand pressing against his cold back startles Charlie and he turns too quickly and causes his stomach to lurch. He swallows hard, forcing the bile back down his aching throat as he takes in the sight of Aaron standing behind him with an amused smile plastered across his face. Well, if it isn’t the white rabbit himself, Charlie thinks.
Re: Seasick, Lost, Charlie H./Aaron, nausea
Date: 2009-09-07 11:18 pm (UTC)I'll bring you home, Lost, Kate/Juliet, Ash Heaps
Date: 2009-09-06 07:57 pm (UTC)She’s the first person she sees.
Not Sawyer, not Jack. Juliet.
Her eyes widen in recognition as she catches a glimpse of blonde and blue eyes when Juliet ducks her head, a flood of blunt cut, blonde curls shading her scarred face from view. She pushes past people on the street and grabs at Juliet’s elbow, tightening her grip until she squirms and tugs her arm from Kate’s white fingers. Kate reaches up, fingers brushing her forehead as she pushes hair from her face, watching Juliet’s lips tremble as she traces her thumb over several white scars.
Kate takes her home, and as the days wear on she realizes that Juliet isn’t Juliet anymore, at least not the one that Kate used to know. Her hair has been cut to her chin and she’s lost weight, a lot of weight. Her cheeks are sallow and there are dark circles beneath her wide, staring eyes. She’s flighty and nervous, her voice is soft and quavers often, she’s scared and forgetful. Some days she remembers Kate, other days she doesn’t. Some days she remembers why her body is marked with scarred flecks, and other days she doesn’t but Kate can always comfort her with a light touch on her arm, a graze of her teeth over Juliet’s bony shoulder blade.
They see Sun one day, her hand enveloped in a toddler’s grip as she walks down the cracked sidewalk, and Juliet doesn’t recognize her. She frowns when the other woman draws her into a tight hug and pushes the child forward proudly, thanking her ardently.
When they get home Juliet cries, sobs, drowns. She can’t remember.
Kate holds her close, touches the crown of her head and cups her chin as she draws her into a kiss. Her lips whisper over Juliet’s, a promise and reassurance,
I won’t let you forget anymore.
Re: I'll bring you home, Lost, Kate/Juliet, Ash Heaps
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From:A Beautiful Sight / We're Happy Tonight, Pushing Daisies, Chuck/Ned, winter, hands
Date: 2009-09-07 12:32 am (UTC)So Ned lets himself be bundled in wool and led out into the dark winter street to watch the snow swirl lazy in the light of the street lamps. Ned doesn't like wool; it's itchy, and it usually smells funny. Of course, Ned doesn't particularly like winter, either, but he doesn't have the heart to tell her.
To Ned, winter is for cruel, icy air that creeps in through the cracks of the windows and accosts you and takes your breath as you open doors. It's for chapped lips and tingling feet and clothing in uncomfortable layers. And winter is for long, boring holidays at a mostly empty boarding school with other children whose parents don't want them, or for long nights huddled in the kitchen eating too much pie just to keep from feeling the way the cold weather seems to echo empty a whole world of solitude and separation. At least that's the kind of thing Olive says sometimes, when she's feeling melancholy.
But Olive isn't melancholy now. At this very moment, she and Randy are locking the door to the Pie Hole and chasing each other into the street. And Chuck's reaching out one of her gloved hands and taking his, and that's when Ned remembers that there are other things winter is for, now, the least of which is holding hands again with the person at the center of his world. He smiles as he watches Chuck's cheeks turn pink, under a bright blue beret and above a rather mischievous smile, and he waits, listening to the musical echo of laughter on the cold, clean air.
Re: A Beautiful Sight / We're Happy Tonight, Pushing Daisies, Chuck/Ned, winter, hands
Date: 2009-09-07 02:14 am (UTC)I love these two, and I love this, and you did an amazing job!
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From:Office Loving, Gossip Girl, Chuck/Blair, office
Date: 2009-09-07 01:44 am (UTC)“How can I help you today, Ms. Bass?” he asks, lips curling in a smirk as she locks his door.
“Actually, it’s the other way around. I’m here to help you with a very big problem.”
She moved to join him, hopping up on his desk in front of him.
“What’s that problem?” he asked, already lifting his hand to her leg.
She smiled, shifting a foot up and over the obvious bulge in his pants. Then she spread her legs, each foot settling on one of the arms of his chair. She hiked her skirt up, showing off her stockings…and her lack of underwear.
Chuck groaned happily at the sight, immediately sliding his hand up her leg. He was so glad he’d bought the extra wide desk. Plenty of space for office sex with his wife.
to the place where I belong, Lost, Desmond/Penny, home
Date: 2009-09-07 02:34 am (UTC)Desmond’s life has always been mobile. A poor, fatherless family led to taking up work wherever he could find it, even if he didn’t particularly want it (for all his faith and love of God, he’s still not sure what possessed him to try out priesthood). Unstable work led to many different residences (in his mind, they were all the same – except the one he shared with Penny for that all-too-brief time; he still remembers walls painted red, sloppily and uneven).
He was often in and out of these residences before he could ever really feel accustomed. None of them ever felt like home.
Years later, trapped inside the hatch, saving the world and condemning his sanity, Desmond decided that home … had to be somewhere else. He couldn’t – he wouldn’t – call this asylum encased of metal and steel his home. He wouldn’t call Kelvin his friend. He wouldn’t call this mere existence his life. He refused to.
So he shaved. Every morning, right after he made his bed, he shaved to remind himself that this – this dismal dwelling – was not his home. Just another residence among many.
No. Home, he decided then … home, as trite as it was, was where the heart was.
CONTINUE @ MY LJ
You Can't Drink a Dead Man Under the Table: Angel, Angel/Eve, drinking game
Date: 2009-09-07 03:43 am (UTC)Angel snickered. “What doesn’t?”
“You’re drunk,” she observed.
“Not as drunk as you.” Still, she had a point there. But he still wasn’t sure where the confusion fit in.
“You’re a vampire,” she explained. “Your heart doesn’t work, so your blood doesn’t circulate. With normal everyday physics, you wouldn’t be drunk.”
“Most sorority girls don’t talk physics after getting their asses handed to them at a drinking game,” he pointed out.
“My ass has not been handed to me!” she protested. She tried to get off the coffee table, stumbled, and finally sat up straight again. “And I was never in a sorority.”
“Damn, I was going to use that.” He raised his bottle of Jack and thought a moment. Finally, he settled on, “Never Have I Ever Met the Senior Partners.”
Eve let out an exasperated sigh and gulped down another shot of her schnapps. When she lowered the bottle, she glared at Angel and said, “You’re such an asshole.”
Eve fell over the table this time, what was left of the schnapps spilling out over the floor of Angel’s office. Angel sat back in his chair and took one last, long drink of his whiskey.
“Game, set, match.”
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From:We'll take what we want and leave what we know behind, Lost, Jack/Penny, someplace else
Date: 2009-09-07 05:26 am (UTC)This is how Jack ends up living with another woman who’s in love with another, missing man, and a child that is not his to raise. At first, he and Penny barely interact. They grieve, separately, and they do the chores in a stupor, and she listlessly takes care of Charlie. Every time she says his name it is a stab to Jack’s heart, another person who should be alive instead of him.
But it is Charlie who pulls them out of their despair. Charlie needs a mother to love him, and a father to replace the one he’s beginning to forget. Charlie knows nothing of grief (yet), and he possesses the boundless energy of a three year old that wears out both Jack and Penny before supper. Slowly, Jack and Penny begin to become a unit, instead of separate entities. They need each other. He can never be Desmond, and she and Charlie will never be Kate and Aaron, but that’s all right. It’s enough. It has to be.
The day Charlie calls him Daddy for the first time, Jack beams, and swings Charlie up into his arms, both of them laughing. Penny watches from the bow, with a smile on her face and tears in her eyes. Jack looks over at her, as if to check that this is okay, that this is what she wants, and she nods, slowly. This is the family she has, if not the one she originally wanted, and she is fortunate. After Jack has put Charlie to bed, they sit on the edge of the boat, feet in the water, holding hands and saying nothing, and everything.
“We’ll dock in Malta tomorrow.” Jack says. Do you want me to leave is what he doesn’t say. Is this too much is what he’s really asking.
“I’ve made a list of what we need,” she says. “There should be time left to explore the island.” Stay here with me, she doesn’t say. I need you. We need you.
His only response is to kiss her, and she knows he understands. She kisses back, and before she knows it, they’re on her bed, trying not to wake Charlie, and has it always been this cramped down here?
Afterwards, she lies there in his arms, and he tells her everything he knows, and they bury Desmond and Kate in the waters below.
Jack buys her a silver ring in Malta, and nine months later, Desmond Shepherd is born. Charlie asks to hold the baby, and as Jack helps him support the head, Penny can’t believe that she ever wanted something different.
a coin stamped heads or tails with salvation on the other side, hp, hermione/harry, abandoned
Date: 2009-09-07 10:13 am (UTC)she is waiting for him on the beach, toes dipped into the wet sand, knees hugged against her chest. she's wearing shorts and a swimming costume and her hair waves loose into the breeze. she stands up and claps her hands nervously when he stops by her side, his eyes set across the purple sunset, as far away from her as he can look. he's ruling out all those things that he can't say, like i don't understand or he would never leave you, coiling his dried tongue around the only certainty he has. he closes his eyes before speaking, wishing that at least they could be somewhere else from paradise.
"this is wrong."
this is all so wrong. she nods in assent, but turns to him with fire and tears in her eyes. "i am not in love with ron." she never liked beating around the bush. the words make harry tremble – he might not be ready yet to be straightforward about what this – everything – means for him and her and everyone else.
but for her sake, and for tonight, he's willing to try. "why did you marry him?"
"why did you marry ginny?" there is an implicit accusation in her words, but the best he can do to acknowledge it is to keep on looking away into the calm darkening sea. she chuckles sadly. "what were we supposed to do? they were all we had in this world.” another bitter chuckle. “it's not like we can leave."
"leave?" he turns to her in less than a second, moving closer on impulse, grabbing her arms as if to shake her. leave? how dares she? she knows better, running away or not. "they are the only family i've ever had. this is the only happy I’ve ever been.”
she leans her head closer, smiling sadly. "that's exactly what I've just said, harry."
"so what?” he’s angry now, solely at her, for saying the unspeakable. “you're never coming back?"
there are things harry has never thought about. things he couldn't afford to think about. hermione abandoning him. hermione abandoning ron. conflicting feelings he chose to ignore and bury deep underfoot when he was fifteen years old and understood some sacrifices needed to be made for the sake of friendship and the greater good. but with every inch that she moves closer, the more clear it becomes – her only wish is to unearth his secrets and lay them down in the open for everyone to see.
"to england? to being hermione granger, war hero, and carry a wand-holder under my skirt? of course i'm going back." her eyes are so close to his that he almost can't see them – he can read her mind anymore. "but i'm not going back to him."
this is the only chance they get to change their path, but before, there is something he wants to say, or soon it will be too late. this will kill ron – he knows it isn't true, and hermione would see through it, so as last resort, he blurts out a selfish threat.
"he will never forgive you."
"i know." pulling away slightly, she holds his eyes for a few seconds. then, she moves closer again, so close that their noses bumb awkwardly. his lips tingle in anticipation – he wants to push her away and run in the direction of the sea, but the sky is falling and a handful of jutted stars are casting a very strong charm over his rigid, frozen limbs. hermione's silhouette smiles against the darkness. "but he will forgive you."
Re: a coin stamped heads or tails with salvation on the other side, hp, hermione/harry, abandoned
Date: 2009-09-07 03:14 pm (UTC)and this?
a handful of jutted stars are casting a very strong charm over his rigid, frozen limbs
absolutely gorgeous. GUH. this moment is WONDERFUL.
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From:Act of Contrition, LOST, Kate/Sawyer, gunpowder
Date: 2009-09-07 03:56 pm (UTC)He comes back through the jungle, limping on bare and bloodied feet. She goes to him with bandages and he wrenches her arm away from him with a snarl.
She'll have a bruise. As if the ghost-feeling of his fingers pressing into her isn't enough already.
He leaves again, soon after, under the guise of going hunting, hauling the old Winchester over his shoulder. And everyone knows he's a crap shot, but the dark in his eyes and the way he hoods his face with his too-long hair like he hasn't in weeks keeps them all quiet about it.
Kate thinks she hears shots, later, far out into the jungle, but she can't be sure. He comes back with nothing, anyway.
This time he comes to her. His feet are still bare, still mottled with dried blood and dirt, and it's like he doesn't even notice. He sits in the doorway of her tent and disassembles the gun, begins methodically cleaning it. (It's something she could do in her sleep, too. Her father taught her well.)
When he puts down the gun and grabs her this time, it's just as rough but he's pulling her to him. She follows, blindly, as he pushes them inside the tent. He turns his face away from her but he keeps touching hers, his fingers pressing at her mouth until she allows entrance.
She can taste the gunpowder on his skin. It burns her mouth and she lays them down.
Re: Act of Contrition, LOST, Kate/Sawyer, gunpowder
Date: 2009-09-07 06:04 pm (UTC)YOU! YOU! DOING THIS TO ME! I'M DYING ALREADY AND I'M ON THE SECOND LINE!
She'll have a bruise.
THIS. THIS. THIS IS IT AND NO ONE DOES IT LIKE YOU!
No, seriously. AMAZING. That part of fim shooting, hunting (OUTLAWS!) and her knowing and the darkness, you know, when Sawyer shot guns and didn't pick daisies. MY GOD. YOU ARE MY INSPIRATION.
It burns her mouth and she lays them down.
I think I am dead. Nothing I have read in a very long time has made me this happy - because nobody writes them like you do. Seriously. Seriously. I mean, this is business, the guns and the rage and gunpowder mixed up with sex and I live to worship you, really.
Did you see my Richard/Kate? Lolz at your title and mine being (almost) the sane. We are so sould twins! ;););););)
Have you caught up yet?
THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU FOR THIS. In all its shortness it's a beautiful, perfect, complex piece of work - as always! LOVE IT SO MUCH!
Re: Act of Contrition, LOST, Kate/Sawyer, gunpowder
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From:Lunch Break, Dollhouse, Mag/Zone, Rushed
Date: 2009-09-07 03:59 pm (UTC)They keep passing people on the street, some Actuals and some not, and they all look like they’re half-crazy and half-starved. Mag wants to pick up every damn stray they pass, but Zone tells her there’s no use taking home a dog if you’re just going to have to shoot in the head later. She calls him a bastard, he calls it practical and they leave it at that.
The need to eat is getting dire. Zone’s pretty sure he’s about two more missed meals away from seeing dancing, purple elephants march down the street. He thinks it might make for a nice change of pace. Mag’s no better off, hell she might be worse. She won’t say anything about it though. She just keeps her head up and walks around with that you can go screw yourself look on her face that drives him crazy, but he can see that her hands are starting to shake.
When they spot the convenience store Zone says a silent prayer that it hasn’t been looted. Then he backs that prayer up with one asking that it not be inhabited by someone looking to rip them to shreds. The place is empty, trashed out, and he tries not to meet Mag’s eyes.
“Let’s give it a once over anyway,” he says looking around doubtfully at the empty shelves. Mag nods and they split up, keeping their guns out while they poke through the wreckage. Mag heads to the back and after a moment he hears her squeal.
“Mag!” he calls out, feeling panic rising in his chest. She emerges from the back and she’s grinning. He’s not sure if he’s ever seen her do that before.
“Manna,” she says happily. “Manna from heaven.”
She holds out her hand to reveal two chocolate bars, still intact with about an inch of dust on the wrappers.
“Looks like we eat like king’s tonight,” he says sarcastically. She slaps his arm and pushes one of the bars into his hand.
“Food’s, food Zone, and chocolate is the best kind.”
He rolls his eyes and shoves his bar into his pocket. He glances around at the cameras mounted in the corners and feels his stomach twist. Mag is carefully unwrapping her bar.
“Oh God…” she groans, closing her eyes as she takes the first bite.
“Hurry up, tech’s making me twitchy,” Zone says.
“Relax, it’s busted.”
“I still don’t like it. Eat up and let’s move out. We’ve got ground that’s not going to cover itself.”
Zone moves over to the door and gazes out at the empty landscape. There’s too many windows in this place, he feels like someone’s watching them.
“We’re sitting ducks here and you know what happens to ducks that sit,” he says absently.
“They get dead?” Mag asks around a mouthful of chocolate.
“They get dead,” Zone agrees.
Mag licks the last bit of chocolate from her wrapper and stares lustily at Zone’s ass. Zone smirks, unless she’s had a change of heart he doesn’t think it’s his body she wants. He tosses her his bar without giving it a second thought. She catches it, but her eyebrows narrow ominously.
“Zone, you’ve got to eat,” she says and tries to push the candy back into his hand. He shakes his head.
“Sugar just makes you crash, one of us needs to stay sharp.”
“Cut the macho crap and eat the damn chocolate.”
He shakes his head again and tries to ignore the rumbling in his stomach.
“I’ll wait till we find something edible, thanks. Now come on, you’re going to have to take that one to go.”
She sighs and takes a vicious bite of her bar. Zone thinks she must have been starving or she would have argued about it for another twenty minutes at least. He tightens his grip on his gun as they head back out to the road.
Mag sighs and takes another bite.
“It’s manna, man. Delicious, sugar-coated manna.”
Zone smiles grimly and says a third prayer that they stumble on a steak, medium rare soon.
Re: Lunch Break, Dollhouse, Mag/Zone, Rushed
Date: 2009-09-07 11:15 pm (UTC)Re: Lunch Break, Dollhouse, Mag/Zone, Rushed
From:This Never Happened, Desmond/Claire: Grief
Date: 2009-09-07 06:57 pm (UTC)"I know."
"Don't leave me."
She clutches his blue shirt, fisting the material, squeezing it. It's still damp from the ocean. She can still smell the sea on him.
When her tears finally streak down her cheeks, it doesn't surprise him. But he doesn't speak. He doesn't say sorry. He won't.
So he kisses her. And his tears are her tears and her tears are his. They cry together.
And then he is inside her, his blue shirt discarded in the sand. They move together hard and fast, so frantic. When she comes, she sobs into his chest. He finishes soon after, spilling inside of her. His tears falling down against her mouth.
"Don't leave me."
He does.
"I hate you."
"I know."
Childproof World, LOST, Claire/Jack, happy & resist
Date: 2009-09-07 09:25 pm (UTC)Jack's mouth catches her earlobe and loose strands of hair. She sighs, moans, and he tenses under her touch, panicking. This still happens: guilt is the monster hiding under their bed, and sometimes it creeps beneath the covers and pulls him away from her, sharp teeth and nails scratching its way under his skin until he rolls onto his back or pushes her away, whispers, “We can't.” He always tries to make that decision for her, still self-righteous and arrogant and patronizing. “Claire,” he says, voice wavering in another faltering attempt to resist her. “We can't.”
She grabs his forearm, “Jack,” and it sounds impatient, annoyed. She can't muster the strength to comfort him, to convince him that it's okay, really. She doesn't feel like crying over the death of a father or long-lost friends on islands, doesn't feel like fighting that horrified look of I am fucking my little sister from his eyes. Instead she grips the headboard, kneeling above him. She says, “Shut up,” laughs, laughs and laughs till her insides hurt, doesn't care whether he will spend the rest of the night - afterwards - in the bathroom. His hips buck up.
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Re: Childproof World, LOST, Claire/Jack, happy & resist
Date: 2009-09-07 11:26 pm (UTC)cheer up, soda pop. friday night lights. tim/jason. beer, fridays, friendship, pickup truck
Date: 2009-09-07 09:34 pm (UTC)these days are easy and they smile like children asleep under blankets imprinted with touchdowns.
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It is Thursday night at eleven pm and Riggins can barely walk. Lyla groans, a sound of isn’t this typical and resigning sigh. He is re-enacting last week’s game, the snap, the pass, the tackle, all of it. Jason is laughing, hard, sunglasses thrown to the side and forgotten in the wake of the stars. They’re sitting in the back of the pickup truck, wheelchair and all, drinking cheap beer and forgetting everything except that tomorrow is Friday, tomorrow is Game Day, and tomorrow they will be heroes.
There’s a bonfire next to the truck in the sand where they drove over the ‘Do Not Enter’ sign. Jason was a boy scout once. Riggins used to woo the girl scouts and eat all their cookies.
Jason throws an arm across his forehead, leaning in his chair and smiling up at the darkness. Tim stops his swagger and leans against the front of the truck, dark silhouette and hair in his eyes. One of them is already feeling the heat of those stadium lights. The other is thinking about a girl he can’t have.
Lyla smiles up at them, sitting in the corner, knees tucked up to her chin like giving them distance will keep her from sin.
(It’s unlikely.)
“So where we celebratin’ tomorrow?”
Jason laughs again with his eyes still closed. He brings his arm down and tilts his neck forward, rubbing his fists against legs that don’t feel. Tim reaches out to mess up his hair and their shadows dance against the rusty paint of the side.
“You know we’re gonna win.”
He knows.
They drive back in near silence, smelling of ashes, with Lyla squished between them. She rests her head on Jason’s shoulder, slowly nodding off. He takes his free hand and holds it out towards Riggins who grins, and bumps it with his own. The wind ruffles their hair as they fly down the back roads and Lyla whispers softly, blasphemy:
you restore my soul.
Re: cheer up, soda pop. friday night lights. tim/jason. beer, fridays, friendship, pickup truck
Date: 2009-09-07 11:21 pm (UTC)Re: cheer up, soda pop. friday night lights. tim/jason. beer, fridays, friendship, pickup truck
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From:lying here asleep on a sunbeam, the office (us), karen/pam, cream soda
Date: 2009-09-07 10:27 pm (UTC)You'd intended to swim, but there's something about the blinding light that inspires a kind of inertia in you; you, sitting here on the towel and watching her shield her eyes from the sun. You tell yourself that it'll be five more minutes until you drag yourself up to dip your feet in the lake, but that's what you said a half an hour ago, too, and you don't believe yourself now. Still, there's a warm kind of contentedness filling you as you sit here, even though you can barely muster the energy to dig your toes further into the sand. It looks as though she feels the same way; she's been engaged in a staring contest with her cream soda for minutes now, as if willing it to hop into her hand so she doesn't have to move to get it. It would be pathetic if it wasn't her; as it is, you find it endearing.
You wiggle your toes, feeling the prickly grains of sand slide between them. They're a happy bright blue today, and still fresh, too, seeing as they'd only been painted last night. You didn't paint your nails at all before you met her, and when you did, it was always during one of those few-and-far-between mani-pedi outings with one of your few-and-far-between friends. And honestly, when you met her, you didn't peg her as a nail polish kind of gal (and if she did paint her nails, you thought she'd probably use a kind of clear polish or maybe get a French manicure; nothing fancy, just stylishly professional). You're surprised when she turns out to have a bathroom cabinet full of fun, flirty colors; neon pink and deep red and orange and even an odd kind of tie-dye that you don't ask about. When she sees your poor, naked toenails, she insists on painting them and soon enough, it becomes a Sunday night ritual with you two. You find it much more relaxing than it had ever been when you'd gotten your nails done professionally; here, she doesn't care whether you haven't shaved your legs in a couple of days or your feet are a little bit smelly. (And there's always the added bonus of the way these nights usually end up; by the time the clock chimes ten p.m., she's usually abandoned the bottle of polish and is kissing her way up your thighs. Inevitably, she ends up with some shade of green or purple smudged on her clothes afterwards, and you giggle at her every time. She giggles too, her and her sweat-smudged makeup and those nails of hers that are just waiting to be painted. Now it's your turn.)
She says something to you about wanting lunch, her words thick and sluggish. You point out the hot dog stand behind her but she wrinkles her nose and says it's too far away. Then drink your cream soda, you say, and she laughs and says it's too far away, too. Her nose wrinkles and the freckles on her cheeks shine in the sun. Your bones seem to creak with protest but you don't mind as you pull yourself up towards her and kiss her, softly, a fizzy cream soda sunshine kiss.
Re: lying here asleep on a sunbeam, the office (us), karen/pam, cream soda
Date: 2009-09-14 03:55 pm (UTC)Re: lying here asleep on a sunbeam, the office (us), karen/pam, cream soda
From:Transference, Lost, Cassidy/Kate, nicknames
Date: 2009-09-07 10:33 pm (UTC)“There could have been another way,” Kate had replied, smiling at Cassidy before kissing her softly, biting her lip, reaching her hand under Cassidy’s shirt to stroke her back.
Even as she reciprocated, Cassidy felt sure deep down that it wasn’t what Kate really wanted. She knew it was still Sawyer, knew it had always been him even the day Kate had gone to see her and told her she was engaged to Jack. She’d known Kate hadn’t really believed her the day she’d said that Sawyer had been trying to get away from her the day he’d jumped from the plane. In truth, Cassidy wasn’t entirely sure she believed it herself, but she had to tell herself that. At the time, she’d just found it hard to accept that Sawyer could care about this woman, where he had never loved her.
She wasn’t going to be conned again. Not by Sawyer, not by Kate, not by anyone. That’s what she’d told herself for a long time, and what she continued to tell herself as she gave in to Kate’s kiss.
Kate was the first to pull away; Clementine and Aaron are coming back into the room. Cassidy started guiltily, looking everywhere but at Kate, forcing a smile as the children come back.
“Aaron thinks I’ve got freckles,” Clementine pouted. “I haven’t at all. I think you’ve got freckles, Auntie Kate.”
Kate laughed. “You know something, honey? That’s exactly what your daddy always used to call me.”
Your daddy. That’s who it was always going to come back to. He’d called Cassidy Dimples, she remembered. She can’t even understand now why she ever kidded herself that she was the only one he had a special name for. Oh, she’d heard Sawyer call other people nicknames, but Cassidy had thought she was the one who had one particular name.
But he’d clearly transferred his feelings, if he’d ever had any, onto Kate without a second thought. And Cassidy finally understood that she’d been doing the same.
She’d been conned again, all right, but this time it was by herself.
Re: Transference, Lost, Cassidy/Kate, nicknames
Date: 2009-09-08 03:59 pm (UTC)Re: Transference, Lost, Cassidy/Kate, nicknames
From:Not Sorry, Lost - Claire/Sawyer: Skin
Date: 2009-09-08 12:34 am (UTC)"He's yours," she says, her voice sounding smooth despite the tears he knows she's cried.
"I know."
"Please," she says next, tears welling up in her blue eyes. Whispers, "please, please, please."
He drops his keys on the dresser, resting one knee on the bed too. Sinking down next to her, he pulls her close. Murmurs a 'so sorry' against her ear, his stubble tickling the lobe.
Claire turns in towards him, curling against his torso. She cries openly, her eyes growing redder while he continues to whisper how sorry he is. When she stops, breath still hitching sporadically, he presses a hand against the skin of her tummy gently. The skin is stretched now, growing, growing with their baby.
Sawyer wonders what it would be like if this wasn't his baby, if it were anyone else's. Things would be different then. Claire would be happy, could be with the man she loves. If it were anyone besides him. But it is his. It is his and it is hers and there's no changing that now. He wonders if it'll look like him, this baby, or if it'll have Claire's eyes and her smile, her powder white skin.
He is scared, but there is no way he is leaving her now. With his hand splayed on the skin of her stomach, he can feel their child move and is not sorry.
Sawyer is not sorry they slept together (more than once), nor is he sorry Charlie has left her because of it. He is not sorry Charlie is not the father, nor is he sorry for Charlie's relapse.
He is sorry for Claire's tears. Sorry for her red, trembling lips and her shaking hands.
But not sorry for touching her skin. And never sorry for wanting to keep his hand there forever.
The Last Safe Place, Dollhouse, Adelle/Topher, Hideaway
Date: 2009-09-08 03:14 am (UTC)-----
“Are you coming?”
Adelle turns away from the circle to see Topher hovering nervously outside of his door. It’s rare for him to venture this far out of his room these days, and she can tell he only did it because he’s exhausted. He won’t fall asleep without her anymore.
She smiles and crosses the room to take his hand in her own. She’s feeling tired herself, it’s been a long day. Then again she can’t remember the last time one felt short. She gives Topher’s hand a light squeeze.
“Let’s go, I’m a bit knackered myself.”
Topher nods absently and let’s her lead him back inside the room. It breaks her heart to see him like this, so lost in his own head. She shouldn’t have to read bedtime stories to one of the brightest minds of the twenty-first century.
He immediately slides down into the hideaway they’ve come to refer to as the bed. Adelle takes a moment to slip off her shoes and place her gun near Topher’s etch-a-sketch. She likes to keep it within grabbing distance just in case the butchers find a way in during the night.
Topher is busy scribbling on the wall when Adelle lowers herself in beside him. It’s a tight fit, but she’s gotten used to it. In fact curling up next to Topher is the most normal part of her day now. She feels safe here when it’s just the two of them. Out there with the others, there are too many stares and whispers. They look at her as if she doesn’t belong and they’re right of course. She supposes the big bad wolf shouldn’t expect to bed down with the piggies, not after she blew their house down.
She tucks her knees behind Topher’s and drapes an arm over his waist. She uses her other arm to prop herself up to get a better look at what he’s writing. It’s usually equations. Adelle can never tell if they’re brilliant or just gibberish. Topher moves his hand to block her view.
“What are you writing?” she asks. Her curiosity is peaked; Topher rarely hides anything from her.
“It’s nothing…” he says quickly.
“Then show me.”
She reaches out and pushes his hand away from the wall. She sighs when she sees the phrase “I am become death” printed over and over again.
“Oh, Topher,” she says sadly.
“I built a bomb…who builds a bomb and doesn’t expect it to go off? I made people into play things and the children tore them apart. The world stopped turning…I did that. I made it stop…I’m the monster under the bed…”
His voice breaks and Adelle pulls him closer.
“Listen to me, you are not a monster, you’re a man. A brilliant man that made something that was bigger than he could contain. It’s not what we did that matters, Topher. It’s what we do now. We are going to find a way to clean up this mess. I promise you.”
Topher turns and buries his face in her hair. She presses a kiss to the top of his head and reaches behind him to rub the words away. She doesn’t want him to look at them anymore.
“My fault,” he mumbles.
Adelle shakes her head.
“No sweetheart, it’s our fault and it’s their fault, but it’s not yours alone. There are far worse monsters out there than the likes of you and me.”
“I’m so tired…” Topher whispers.
Adelle reaches down to the end of the bed and finds their blanket. She pulls it around them, taking extra care to tuck Topher in before settling back down.
“Then let’s go to sleep,” she whispers back.
Re: The Last Safe Place, Dollhouse, Adelle/Topher, Hideaway
Date: 2009-09-08 09:37 pm (UTC)Re: The Last Safe Place, Dollhouse, Adelle/Topher, Hideaway
From:Re: The Last Safe Place, Dollhouse, Adelle/Topher, Hideaway
From:Re: The Last Safe Place, Dollhouse, Adelle/Topher, Hideaway
From:a place in france where time goes back, lost, jack/claire, record player
Date: 2009-09-08 05:35 am (UTC)They get off the plane in Los Angeles, and Claire can feel him slipping away already. Like lifting a glass only to find there's no milk, or taking a step when there is none, she reaches for his hand.
(It isn't there.)
--
Jack helps her find a place outside of the city, someplace that's close, but not close enough to be tempting.
The drive to the house is a long brushstroke of silence, too long, and Claire understands all too well what that means.
"You're going to need a washer and dryer," he tells her on the day she moves in, hands her a blank check. "For anything else," he says, like it's not coming from the same pool of hush-money anyway. Airline's got a reputation to protect, a bottom line to watch out for.
She follows him to the door, grabs his hand. He lets her, stills, but doesn't turn around. She presses her weight into his, stands on tiptoe to kiss the back of his neck, her fingers searching for more.
"I have to go, Claire."
She burns the check after he's gone.
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our best laid plans fell through our hands between the seas, gossip girl, keith/lily, divorce
Date: 2009-09-08 06:14 am (UTC)Lily Van Der Woodsen has been too many people. She’s a former rock n’ roll party queen. She’s a mother with two beautiful young children. And now, somehow, she’s a divorcee with an almost obscenely large settlement and nearly full custody.
She seems him on the courthouse steps. They passed the yelling and the hate. They are two people who had always had passion for each other, whether it was love or hate. They’re just tired now.
There’s a throng of reporters waiting by the sidewalk (Rhodes and Van Der Woodsen, it’s a big deal), but she lets him approach her, his hands shoved deep in his coat pockets, stopping a step below her.
“Keith…”
“Listen, Lil.” He shuffles his feet, his nerves and the broken parts of him showing. “I think I’m going to go away.”
She looks concerned; her husband did tend toward the overdramatic.
“Just for awhile. I need to… get away from all this.”
She nods, understanding, and reaches for the hand in his pocket. They are frozen for a second, her fingers brushing his wrist, trapped in the past, until the wind picks up and the moment snaps.
“Tell the kids I’ll see them later. I’ll… call or something”. He steps up a little, pressing a kiss to her cheek.
“See you, Lil.”
Re: our best laid plans fell through our hands between the seas, gossip girl, keith/lily, divorce
Date: 2009-09-08 07:22 pm (UTC)Re: our best laid plans fell through our hands between the seas, gossip girl, keith/lily, divorce
From:many the miles, mad men, sally draper, woodstock
Date: 2009-09-08 06:42 am (UTC)She understands what her mother never did. Unconditional love, unrestrained freedom. Ideas little girls read about in storybooks, only to grow up and see them are merely stories.
Sally Draper won’t sit in the dark any more.
She hugs her father the night before. Inexplicable at the moment, precious in hindsight. Her bag is already packed, stuffed under her bed. Jonathan and Sarah are coming just before dawn.
Next to the goodbye note, she puts a daisy. It feels honest.
Sally Draper watches the rising sun as she drives toward her future and she knows: it’s time.
Re: many the miles, mad men, sally draper, woodstock
Date: 2009-09-08 07:25 pm (UTC)Re: many the miles, mad men, sally draper, woodstock
From:Re: many the miles, mad men, sally draper, woodstock
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From:denial, LOST, Boone/Shannon, swollen ankles
Date: 2009-09-08 07:28 pm (UTC)Shannon looked up from her magazine and sighed.
“What the hell are you talking about Boone?” she asked.
“Your pregnancy.”
Shannon’s face went white, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Come on Shan. You’re moody, nauseous, your feet have grown what half a size since we got here. Don’t deny it, you said it yourself. Oh and lets not forget that you missed your last period.”
“Okay, you’re a freak for even thinking that you know that.”
“Are you saying that you didn’t?”
“So what? It doesn’t mean that I am.”
“It’s text book Shannon. You’re going to have a baby.”
“Will you stop saying that?” she hissed, “Just because you were pre-med for one semester doesn’t make you a doctor.”
“Then go see Jack. He’ll tell you that I’m right.”
Shannon stood up and shook her head.
“You know what Boone, I’m not going to see Jack just because you think you’re right. You’re not always right.”
“Just go see Jack.” Boone called out after her as she began to storm off down the beach, “Why are you being so stubborn?!”
The truth was she wasn’t going to see Jack because she had already seen him. She’d run all of her symptoms by him, pretending that they were someone else’s of course, and he had indeed confirmed that pregnancy was the most likely diagnosis.
Jack had told her that if her friend (despite how he acted sometimes Jack wasn’t dumb. He probably knew from the minute she opened her mouth that she was talking about herself) needed to talk to someone about her situation he was there to listen. And Shannon just nodded her head and told him that she’d pass that along but really she wouldn’t be talking to him, not about this. Because he already felt sorry for her. They both knew that the chances of her being alive to deliver this baby were slim to none, what with the lack of proper medical care, the crazy French woman and her crazy traps scattered all over the jungle, oh and lets not forget the random people on the island who come and kidnap defenseless pregnant woman. And even if she did somehow manage to make it to delivery it wasn’t a sure thing that they’d make it. Even in this day and age with all the medical advances, woman still die from having babies. The babies too.
Besides, it wasn’t like he had said she most definitely was pregnant. There was still a chance that all she had some crazy island flu and that she’d be over it in a few weeks. There was a chance, and until she was off this island and in some kind of hospital surrounded by Doctors that know what the hell they’re doing, she was going to cling to that.
Re: denial, LOST, Boone/Shannon, swollen ankles
Date: 2009-09-12 07:24 am (UTC)Re: denial, LOST, Boone/Shannon, swollen ankles
From:Untitled, Lost, Rachel, Sawyer, Juliet
Date: 2009-09-08 07:30 pm (UTC)“Maybe I should just leave.” he thought “After all she’s been waiting nine years for this. Telling her today, or next week won’t change anything.”
But he couldn’t do that. Juliet would want her sister to have some closure. He needed to do this for her.
So he reluctantly got out of the car, buttoned up his suit jacket and walked up to the house.
He knocked on the door twice, only had to wait a few seconds before he was greeted b a young boy.
“Hi,” the boy said.
“That must be Julian.” he thought.
“Hi I’m James. Is your mom here?”
Julian nodded his head and turned around and yelled, “Mom! Someone’s here for you.”
“What have I told you about yelling in the house?” Rachel asked her son as she walked out of the kitchen. “I’m sorry about that.” she told James when she got to the door, “How can I help you?”
He could feel his hands starting to sweat, his heart was racing and all he wanted to do was bolt. But again Juliet popped into his head and her face reminded him that he needed to finish this.
“I’m here about your sister.”
Rachel bit her lip and looked into the other room where Julian was now watching TV.
“Hey kiddo, how about you got up to your room okay?” she asked and Julian did as he was told
As soon as she was sure he was out of ear shot Rachel turned back to James.
“How’d it happen?” she asked, “How’d she die?”