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Title: good guys and bad boys
Fandom: Marvel movies
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: history is wrong
Pairings: Steve/Bucky
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 180
Point of view: third
Prompt: any Whedonverse. any &/ any. You're the sweet to my mean.



Bucky lets another of the biographies fall with a snort. "They think I was a troublemaker," he says. "Did they do any research at all?"

Steve grins down at his sketchpad. “I know.”

“I mean, yeah, I got in fights,” Bucky continues, picking up another book from the pile, “but only to pull your hide out. You were the troublemaker. You know how many people told me to quit bein’ your friend?”

“I remember,” Steve says, glancing over to catch the way the light hits Bucky’s hair.

“Do any of these books get it right?” Bucky demands, flipping through the one in his hands.

“No,” Steve says, knowing that Bucky meant get you right.

“Fuck that noise,” Bucky scoffs, letting the book drop. “Let’s write our own, Stevie.”

Steve glances over again, meets Bucky’s gaze. “You mean it?” he asks.

Bucky nods. “It’s our story, ain’t it? So let’s tell it right.”

“Alright,” Steve agrees. “But first, quit movin’ around.”

Bucky smiles. “I missed you drawin’ me, Stevie.”

Steve blushes, looking back at the paper. “Well, Buck, I missed drawin’ ya.”



Untitled
Original, gen, PG, 475 words
Prompts: any, any supernatural character, waking up human (and not being too happy about it) ; Any fairy tale/myth, a world where humans are the feared/hated/mythic creatures


Katia wakes up and her tail is missing. It's the first thing she notices because she always falls asleep holding onto it, the way she has ever since Mama was killed by hunters. Her tail is gone.

The world sounds muffled, quiet. She reaches up and her ears are gone, too.

She feels panic trying to drown her and beats it back -- she is stronger than whatever test this is. Surely, it must be the elders? What else could it be?

But when she opens her eyes, the room is dim. It should be brilliant, lit up by the sunlight streaming in, but it...

So she sits up to look around and her body --

Her fur is gone, her claws. Her teeth are dull, when she touches them with the hand at the end of her arm. Something has turned her into a hunter, stolen her magic and her strength.

She has to get away before any of the clan see her. They won't stop to ask questions, and hunters cannot Speak the way the clan does.

Katia takes nothing with her when she leaves. At the edge of the territory, she glances back. Perhaps this is a test or a curse, but she knows exactly what to do.

She is a hunter now. Maybe if she gets them to trust her, she can begin hunting the hunters from the inside out.

...

No one's sure where the hunters came from. Mama said they just appeared one day, from deep caverns beneath the earth. Papa said they flew down from the sky in giant machines that breathed fire. Katia's never been sure which she believed.

For almost a hundred years, no one in her family had ever seen a hunter up close, but Koya got hit by one of their spells when Katia was young; Katia remembers how he howled as Aunt Kiya, Mama's sister, cut his leg off with her sharpest claw.

The attack was quick after that -- nearly a dozen of the clan died, including Mama, but Papa led them deeper into the sacred valley and ancient magick held the hunters back.

And now, Katia is a hunter. It's horrifying: the world is so blurry, so muffled. How can the hunters be such good killers when they're so separated?

She sticks close to the valley for a few days, accustoming herself to the hunter body. She examines it, trying to learn all she can. The skin is pale though lightly furred; nowhere near enough to survive a winter but good for a little warmth, at least. Every part of the body is weak compared to her true form.

Little is known of the hunters. Anything she learns will be vital.

Uncle Tian had followed their trail south before returning with the same curse that struck Koya. That’s where Katia will start.




Title: soul-sickness
Fandom: Teen Wolf
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: spoilers through the end of season 3
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 60
Point of view: third
Prompt: Teen Wolf, Stiles Stilinski, his daemon is a fox



Lokke doesn't change, when the demon slips inside. That's why no one suspects, even him. Stiles isn't sleeping, isn't hungry, and it's just a bad reaction to the sacrifice. Everyone’s acting a little weird.

It's normal, as much as anything can be in Beacon Hills.

After, he’s never going to trust Lokke or himself again, and that’ll hurt more than anything else.




Title: texting at too-early-to-be-awake
Fandom: DCU animated/Marvel movies
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: adorableness
Pairings: Steve/Bucky, Darcy/Jason Todd
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 105
Point of view: third
Prompt: Any, any + any,(406): So my booty call knows your bf. Apparently they were in jail together (TFLN)


Darcy Lewis: hey jimmy

you: ... yes?

Darcy Lewis: so you remember that guy I went home with?

you: do I need to kill him?

Darcy Lewis: nope its all cool, I promise

Darcy Lewis: funny story tho

you: Darce, its 0400. why am I awake?

Darcy Lewis: so hottie mchotpants knows Steve! isnt that awesome?

you: I promise to take you to lunch and hear all about it, going back to sleep now

you: steve says hi

you: is hottie mchotpants named Jason?

Darcy Lewis: I thought you wanted to wait to hear all about it?

you: fuck off lewis, Im going back to sleep




Title: the fight in the dog
Fandom: Marvel movies
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: ignores Avengers2; references to violence
Pairings: implied Steve/Bucky
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 560
Point of view: third
Prompt: MCU, any, we have the Stark-sized emergency, the Hulk-sized emergency, and the Captain America-sized emergency, which would you rather?
Note: title from this Mark Twain quote - "It's not the size of the dog in the fight, it's the size of the fight in the dog.


"Do you know what you're doing?" Stark asks calmly through the phone. Steve's a little surprised, to be honest - he'd expected Stark to rant and rave and already be on the way after him.

"I do," Steve tells him. He's done it before, after all: chased Bucky all the way to Hydra and torn Hydra down to save him. He's going to do it better this time, though. There'll be nothing left when he's done but freshly-salted earth.

“Do you need help?” Stark asks. There’s machinery whirring in the background, what sounds like Jarvis talking to someone.

“For the clean-up after,” Steve admits. “But Stark – I don’t expect people to understand, or to condone what I’m doin’. That’s not gonna stop me.”

“I get it, Cap,” Stark says. He laughs, short and sharp. “He’s your Rhodey and your Pepper all in one convenient package, right? So burn it down, Captain Rogers. Burn it all down. I’ll be there to clean up the mess after.”

Not for the first time, Steve’s glad he and Stark are on the same side.

.

Banner is waiting at Steve’s first choice for his campsite. He wants to go rampaging in right now but that won’t help Bucky – he’s tired, and he’s still got a bit of healing left to do. In the morning, though, he’s going to begin the assault, and nothing Banner says will change his course.

“Do you remember when I said I was always angry?” Banner asks, handing an energy bar to Steve. Steve nods, so Banner continues, “I’ve been angry for as long as I can remember. One of my earliest memories is yelling at my dad for making my mom cry.” Banner chuckles. “All that did, of course, was give him a new target. I know anger, Captain. I know rage. And I know when a man is drowning in it.” He throws a glance in the direction of the base and says, “You go in there angry, you’ve already lost.”

Steve smiles. The ache in his leg has finally faded. Sunup is in two hours. They have to know he’s coming. “I lost seventy years ago, Dr. Banner,” he says, “when I didn’t jump after Bucky.” He rises to his feet. “You gonna be my distraction or not?”

Banner sighs. “You know how this is gonna end, don’t you?”

Steve picks up the shield.

.

It’s not easy. It’s not clean. Natasha’s off on a quest, and Sam’s been sent home with broken ribs, and Thor and Barton are who knows where, and Stark’s waiting, and Banner’s tearing up one side of the complex while Steve forces his way through another.

There are two ways for this to end. Bucky surrendered himself to the American government three days ago, even after Steve had said, You touch him, you die. But he let Bucky go. It was what Bucky wanted.

The agents that secreted him away, though, they’re Hydra straight to the core, and they’re all going to die.

There are two ways for this to end.

If Bucky is alive, Steve will be merciful and make the deaths quick, and confine the deaths to this base, until Bucky is ready.

If Bucky is not alive…

If Bucky is not alive.

Steve hefts the shield with one hand, breaks a man’s neck with the other, and goes down down down.

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maldeluxx
May. 24th, 2015 02:07 pm (UTC)
That Bucky/Steve bio talking made me smile :) <3<3
tigriswolf
May. 24th, 2015 10:19 pm (UTC)

Thank you!
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