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Another fic meme shhhhhh

Stolen from lost_spook. I promise that the ones from last time are coming! I've just been visiting family this weekend, and so haven't had much chance to type things up. :/


Give me a pairing and pick a prompt from this list, and I'll write a drabble/ficlet based on that combination.

1. roaming the forest
2. pretending to be married
3. lowered lashes
4. a lost childhood memory
5. middle of the night in a castle
6. tell me a fable
7. a drop of lilac
8. the dark things you fear
9. entwined at dusk
10. underwater
11. a long time ago
12. blackest night
13. wraith
14. a cruel illusion
15. wicked truths



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Feb. 15th, 2015 07:52 pm (UTC)
Giving you your own again:

2. Brig/Liz.
Feb. 17th, 2015 12:29 pm (UTC)
FILL: Put This Record On [Doctor Who, Liz Shaw/The Brigadier, G]
“I don’t quite see why this is necessary, Brigadier.”

“Come, Miss Shaw,” he smiled warmly, encircling one arm around her just so - close enough to look intimate, not close enough to actually touch, “I could hardly ask the Doctor to be my wife for the evening, now could I? You were really the only viable candidate.”

“How romantic,” Liz remarked, wry in return – allowing his arm in that very specific way that meant, as he’d started to learn after several months of awkward fumbles and angry misunderstandings, that she didn’t exactly mind, “did you have to introduce anybody as your wife, though?”

“I’m not sure what you mean.”

“You could’ve introduced your companion as simply that, a companion,” she arched an eyebrow at him, chuckled at the innocent expression he offered up in response, “or as an assistant. Or, quite daringly, as a friend. To introduce me as your wife rather implies-“

“I have my reasons, Miss Shaw,” he interrupted gallantly – and allowed his left hand to rest, just lightly, on the curve of her waist, “now, may I offer you a brandy?”

“…Make it a sherry, Brigadier, and we’ll have ourselves a deal.”
Feb. 17th, 2015 12:31 pm (UTC)
Re: FILL: Put This Record On [Doctor Who, Liz Shaw/The Brigadier, G]
Aw, brilliant! Thanks! ♥ ♥ ♥
Feb. 18th, 2015 09:40 am (UTC)
Re: FILL: Put This Record On [Doctor Who, Liz Shaw/The Brigadier, G]
Thank you! :DD
Feb. 15th, 2015 08:01 pm (UTC)
Helen/Hector, pretending to be married >:D
Feb. 16th, 2015 12:06 pm (UTC)
FILL: That One Guy [The Iliad - Homer, Hector/Helen, PG]
"Oh god," Helen whispers halfway into the gathering, clutching her cup of mead tight in her hands, "it's Menelaus again. Act like you haven't seen him. Put your arm around me, laugh at something I said. Act natural."

He obediently wraps his arm around her, laughs heartily. Menelaus, across the room, looks mildly disappointed, "why don't you just tell him that you're not interested? He's a nice enough man, he'd accept it."

"Oh, darling," Helen chuckles, turns her head into his shoulder - he knows very well that he's the only one close enough to see her smirk, "his brother wouldn't, and that's the problem. Put your hand on my arse."

He does so automatically, and then gives a long sigh. Helen, unfortunately, does tend to provoke these things, "you know, at this point I'm thinking it'd be easier if we actually got married."

Helen - oblivious or uncaring - only grins at him, edges closer with a wicked glint in her eye, "I thought you'd never ask."
Feb. 16th, 2015 12:34 pm (UTC)
Re: FILL: That One Guy [The Iliad - Homer, Hector/Helen, PG]

Feb. 17th, 2015 12:29 pm (UTC)
Re: FILL: That One Guy [The Iliad - Homer, Hector/Helen, PG]
Thank you! :DDD
Feb. 15th, 2015 08:24 pm (UTC)
Jason Todd/any, pretending to be married
Feb. 17th, 2015 10:45 am (UTC)
FILL: That Nasty Boogie [DCU, Jason Todd + Steph Brown, PG]
“I hate you,” Steph says through gritted teeth, somehow not moving her lips – fixed in a glossy, lipstick stained smile – at all, “I hate you, and think that you’re the worst person ever.”

“No you don’t,” he replies easily, and takes a sip of his champagne – cheap stuff, enough to give poor Alfred a fit, “of course you don’t. I haven’t done anything that bad… Lately.”

“You asked me to be your fake wife,” Steph hisses, so flatly that he could probably place a pea on top of her head – blonde, curled, hastily done up if his less than professional opinion is right – and watch it balance perfectly, “and then made me attend a party at five seconds notice. A posh party. An extremely posh party full of mobsters.”

He considers this, for a second. Takes another ship of champagne – he’ll just have to raid Bruce’s stores later, it’ll be fine - and smiles his most charming smile, “at least you got to wear a pretty dress?”

“You made me wear heels.”

“Ah,” he thinks for another long second, turns his glass in his hand, maintains his bright – totally not about to get eaten alive – smile with the minimum of effort, “well… Honestly, some people are never satisfied.”

Steph glares at him so hard that he debates – for just a second – bursting into flame. Steals his glass, and downs it in one long gulp.
Feb. 18th, 2015 12:21 am (UTC)
Re: FILL: That Nasty Boogie [DCU, Jason Todd + Steph Brown, PG]
LOLOLOL that's terrific!!

I'm with her -- making someone wear heels deserves retaliation ;)
Feb. 18th, 2015 09:41 am (UTC)
Re: FILL: That Nasty Boogie [DCU, Jason Todd + Steph Brown, PG]
Thank you! :DD

(And I may be biased here, considering that I still actually have a scar from the last time I wore heels, but YES. ;)
Feb. 18th, 2015 05:28 am (UTC)
Re: FILL: That Nasty Boogie [DCU, Jason Todd + Steph Brown, PG]
AHAHAHA THIS IS AWESOME. STEEEEEEPHH. Oh man. I would read like 592242 more pages of these two having to do anything undercover because they'd both be so TERRIBLE at it and keep insisting that the other one is fucking it up and NOT BEING PROFESSIONAL.
Feb. 18th, 2015 09:44 am (UTC)
Re: FILL: That Nasty Boogie [DCU, Jason Todd + Steph Brown, PG]
They would end up screaming at each other like five times a hour, or something. And then insist that nothing is going wrong. And then get captured by mob bosses and spend all of their time in captivity blaming each other for EVERYTHING. It'd be GREAT.

...By which I mean: THANK YOU! :DD
Feb. 15th, 2015 09:07 pm (UTC)
Lois Lane/Mercy Graves, tell me a fable
Feb. 17th, 2015 01:03 pm (UTC)
FILL: Louder than a Lion [Superman: TAS, Mercy Graves/Lois Lane, PG]
“I recognize that,” Mercy says one morning, seemingly out of the blue

She glances up, slowly. Gives a confused blink. She had a late night last night – due entirely to Mercy, and her far too talented hands – and so she’s still not exactly firing on all cylinders. Plus, it’s most definitely morning and she’s most definitely not a morning person. Can’t really blame a girl for being a bit taken aback in the face of all those barriers, “uh… What?”

“That,” Mercy, who is most certainly a morning person and most certainly perverse as a result, only smirks and points – at a painting on the wall, old and wrinkled and hung up in case of surprise parental visit (and wouldn’t they just be thrilled if they decided to spring one on her now. Hey ma, hey pa – guess who’s decided to explore bisexuality with a hot, possibly evil lackey!) “the picture. I recognize it from my childhood, I think. Or, at least, I recognize the story. My mother used to tell it to me, before- you know.”

It takes her a long moment, of blurry-eyed squinting because she doesn’t even have her contacts in yet for Christ’s sake, before she gets even a fraction of what Mercy’s on about. And when she does, she half considers just going back to bed and calling this morning a complete washout.

“It’s a fable, isn’t it?” She resists the urge, albeit narrowly. She’s never allowed Mercy to win before, and she’s not about to start now, “the lion, of course, and the- vole?”

“The lion and the mouse,” Mercy corrects, and – maybe she’s not quite so weirdly sinful after all – gracefully refrains from rolling her eyes, “the lion caught the mouse, as I recall, but then mercifully let it go. And in return the mouse, later on, saved the lion from the hunters.”

She stares for a long second, confused. Mercy hasn’t rolled her eyes, but she’s still feeling dizzy “…So?”

“It always interested me, as a kid,” Mercy offers easily, and gives her a little smile – somehow she gets the sense that there are double meanings going on in this conversation, somehow the urge to throw a pillow right at Mercy’s ugly mug is strong within her, “the value of mercy, the motivations of the lion, the personalities of the lion and the mouse… It was fascinating.”

She stares for another moment, still confused.

“Fascinating,” Mercy only repeats, eyeing the pillow as if she’s read her mind, and smiles all the wider.

…It’s far too early for this. She gives in to temptation, chucks the pillow right at Mercy’s head and staggers to her feet with a drawn-out yawn. Just as her parents would’ve wanted it, “I’m gonna take a shower. If Kent calls, tell him I’m dead.”

Mercy only catches the pillow. Smirks, yet again.
Feb. 18th, 2015 05:25 am (UTC)
Re: FILL: Louder than a Lion [Superman: TAS, Mercy Graves/Lois Lane, PG]
Oh my goodness I LOVE THIS. Everything about the way you write them is just my favorite. First of all, I fucking love Mercy being a morning person and tormenting Lois with it. I love that their relationship, for all that Lois has a great attitude about it, is still messy enough that she's never quite sure how to take anything Mercy says - she expects double-meanings even when there aren't any. And I love that despite all that, there's still this weird, lovely companionship to them. And and that little look into Mercy's childhood. ;___; I love that she opens up to Lois there.

Feb. 18th, 2015 09:52 am (UTC)
Re: FILL: Louder than a Lion [Superman: TAS, Mercy Graves/Lois Lane, PG]
THANK YOU! <3333 Ahhh, the entire reason I ship these guys so hard is because of you - I just prompted them one day thinking that it could be mildly cool, AND THEN YOU ACTUALLY FILLED IT! - so I'm so glad you like how I write them! Because, seriously, SO MUCH BADASS.

I headcanon Lois as a "need five cups of coffee to be even the slightest bit functional" person, so the thought of Mercy contrasting with that completely just amused me. XD And that is, like, the one common factor in all the things I ship - that being weird and dysfunctional, but still oddly working together anyway - SO I'M GLAD THAT CAME ACROSS.

And I'm also glad you liked that bit about Mercy's childhood! 'Cause, like, it was definitely quite tough (and I'm not sure if I'm headcanoning that or if it's mildly canon or WHATEVER) but she's sort of reached the point where she's largely okay with dealing with it herself. But she feels comfortable enough with Lois to let little things slip, in a way that she hasn't really done before... Which does, of course, sometimes lead to her casually mentioning really messed up stuff (like Phoebe on Friends, for reference) and Lois going "WAIT HOLD UP". But ah well! XDDD

But, yes! THANK YOU! And I am so glad you liked it! <33
Feb. 16th, 2015 09:46 pm (UTC)
Hey! I hope this isn't too weird, but I wandered over here after I saw you at lost_spook's, and it looks like we have a lot in common (DC, Doctor Who, TNG). Is it okay if I friend you? :)
Feb. 16th, 2015 09:54 pm (UTC)
Oh, yeah, sounds good! I pretty much only use this journal for silly fic memes now, but I tend to lurk a bit so that sounds great. :DDD (And yay TNG!)
Feb. 16th, 2015 09:59 pm (UTC)
Excellent! Adding you now. :)
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