tigriswolf: (a bird may love a fish)
Written March 27, 2017

A couple days ago, for reasons I still can't pinpoint, my mood plummeted from happyish to wondering what the point of being alive was since I was so sad. It was storming outside. I really wanted to cry, but couldn't seem to - so I went into the frontyard and stood in the rain.

(After a nap that lasted half the day, I woke up no longer wondering what the point of being alive is.)



Clouds roll in,
dark, full of thunder,
a freezing wind
and icy rain.
I stand,
smelling smoke,
ashy, soot-stained,
letting the sky cry
the tears I cannot cry.

Gaping wounds heal,
flesh knits back together,
become bruises, become scars.
Sharp pain lessens to aches.
Aches fade—

The pain turns to a memory
that hits suddenly,
in flashes like lightning,
in waves like thunder.

Head tilted down,
hair loose, icy rain
soaking into my shirt,
dripping down my shoulders.
I lift my chin,
eyes dry
while water washes across my face.
Freezing wind whips around me,
and I ache, but shivering,
no tears come—
So I let the world weep for me.

Suddenly, sometimes I don’t
even know why, what
caused it, how to keep it
from happening again—

Clouds roll in, dark,
full of thunder, full of ice.
Clouds roll in as I remember,
as I shudder in the wind
while the sky cries on my face.

I tilt my head down,
close my eyes, shiver and ache.
High above me, thunder
shakes the sky, lightning
burns—burns.
The sky cries for me.

Clouds roll in.
I smell ash on the freezing wind.
There is soot on my hands,
so I lift them to the rain.
I cannot cry—
I want to, but no tears come.

I stand in the storm
so the world can grieve for me.

Eyes closed,
face towards the sky,
the clouds roll in
and I inhale
air clear of smoke.

poem

Mar. 9th, 2017 10:36 am
tigriswolf: (utter beauty)
.
.
.
Written March 8, 2017




Where does grief go
when it finally fades and floats away?
Is it relief, the lightening of a load;
is it hope, rushing into your soul,
lifting you up, letting you think,
if only for a single moment
and not a breath more,
that happiness might sink back into your bones,
barren for so long, cold and weary?

Grief consumes, ravenous and slavering,
until all you feel is exhaustion,
broken and weak, like nothing
will ever ease the pain, the emptiness.
But when it finally splinters,
what is left?
Hope? Relief? Anything? No—
—thing.

When the grief floats away,
where does it go?
Does it settle somewhere else,
take root, spread pain and fear and anger
—despair—
where before there existed something?

Grief subsumes, washing away everything
anything nothing something—
All.
Where does grief go when it fades
and what is left when it goes?
Relief? The resurrection of hope?
A trench so deep it’d never be possible to climb free?
Can relief sweep you up,
fly you out,
cocoon around you,
let you sleep?
Can hope warm what is frozen,
bloom what is barren?
What happens? What remains?
When hurts heal—slowly, softly—
When hurts heal—
Hurts heal—

When grief finally fades and floats away,
where does it go?
What is left in its absence?
Perhaps relief settles in, spreading
fragile wings, shifting
fragile muscles, stretching
towards a light, far in the distance,
a light shining softly, hesitantly,
hopeful—

Hope, the strength, the thought that
surviving leads eventually to something else—

Grief consumes, digests, spits out
someone you don’t know but
who seems familiar, similar,
an echo, a distorted reflection,
a was become an is.
When grief goes, a new person is left, someone
with fresh scars,
with divots,
with sore spots that will (perhaps) always be tender.
Hurt heals, when grief is survived.

Grief goes. Where? Away.
You remain. You remain.
You breathe, you cry, you smile—
You live.
You live.

Grief fades and floats away.
You remain.
You live.

poem

Nov. 27th, 2016 06:22 pm
tigriswolf: (growing up (hurts))
Written November 27, 2016

I ask you
once
and you turn away
with no reply.
.
I chase after you down the block
crying
(me or you?)
and you don’t look back.
.
You don’t look back.
You never have.
.
I never learn.
I take it all—
I pull it in
until all I am is your reflection.
.
Have I ever been my own?
Caught in your lies,
tangled in your smile and your touch,
your toy when you think of me.
.
Your toy,
you toy—
I hold my breath,
faint with hope that always flees.
.
You don’t see me.
I ask you
once
and you leave me.
.
I chase after you
tears on my cheek,
tears in my throat,
and I know you’d never cry for me.
.
You’d never cry for me.
You’d never turn back.
You never have.
.
I watch you walk away,
your spine straight,
your steps sure,
and I exhale.
.
I ask you
but once.
A single time.
A single breath.
.
Exhale.
The dirt is cold beneath my knees.
Inhale.
The sun shines.
.
I chase after you
but you’ve never seen me
for me.
I’m just a reflection.
.
I breathe
as you turn the corner.
.
The ground is steady
and the sun is warm
and I shudder in relief.
.
Is this the kindest you’ve ever been to me?
.
Inhale.
Exhale.
You won’t turn back.
I never learn—
.
Exhale.
But time is all I have now.
Inhale.
Exhale.
.
Breathe.
tigriswolf: (lioness)
Prompt: shrieking
Written November 8, 2016, waiting for class to start, before the results started rolling in. I reread it on Nov 11 in order to type it up. It hurt. It stoked my rage, which I managed to bank after a day of avoiding my tumblr dash. I wrote this thinking about how Hillary Rodham Clinton felt after years under scrutiny.


They call it shrieking
when they don’t want to listen,
don’t want to give you your due,
don’t want to spare attention,
when they know better than you.
They call it shrieking
when your words don’t matter
and your voice is discarded.
They call it shrieking
and they’ll talk over you
because their words are more important,
their words deserve to be heard
unlike yours because
their voices aren’t shrieking.

(Take a breath.
Breathe out.
Make them shake.
Shriek. )

poem

Oct. 23rd, 2016 01:15 pm
tigriswolf: (owlet)
Note: Written October 23, 2016. I am very tired. This has been an exceedingly stressful year.





How do you know happiness?

Is it something you work for
Or something you are
Intrinsically?

Is it inside you spilling out
Or does it work outside in?

What does happiness feel like?
Is it a bonfire lighting the night
Or a candle in darkened room glimmering?
Is it a spark that blows out
Only to be lit again and again and again?

Is it a pond, a river, an ocean?
Is it in my blood or my tears?
Is it fleeting or does it last?

Is it known only in its absence
In hindsight once it’s gone?

How do I know if I’m happy?
Is it laughter for a little while
Is it the lightening of a load?
Is it smiling when something’s funny
Because smiles fade and laughter too.

Please tell me what happiness is.
I don’t know if I am.

Is happy something you work for
Or is it something that you are?
tigriswolf: (blade of the queen)
Title: I wrote you a song with the words you spoke
Fandom: One Direction RPF/Stargate Atlantis
Disclaimer: the fictional characters aren’t mine and all the real people belong to themselves; title from “Where Do Broken Hearts Go?”
Warnings: future!fic for SGA; AU for One Direction (obviously); references to genocide, the wraith eating people, and Louis’ entire family dying
Pairings: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson
Rating: PG/13
Wordcount: 430
Point of view: third
Prompt: Any, any/any, do you remember the day we fell in love?

Follows this, where Louis is a runner in the Pegasus galaxy and Harry’s an Earthborn scientist in Atlantis.

music across the water )




Title: so many words we’re not sayin’
Fandom: One Direction RPF
Disclaimer: um. they’re all real people so none of them belong to me? like at all. title from “Strong.”
Warnings: canon compliant AU in that some people can shapeshift into animals at will; a tiny bit of self-harm tendencies; some internalized self-hatred
Pairings: Louis Tomlinson/Harry Styles
Rating: PG/13
Wordcount: 610
Point of view: third person
Prompt: RPF, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, Valentine's Day tradition.

Note: follows this, which is a canon compliant shapeshifting AU I’ll never finish. This is a timestamp set in 2017.

free at last. )


Title: love songs painted on skin
Disclaimer: they belong to themselves
Warnings: AU where 1D never happened
Pairings: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 940
Point of view: third
Prompt: RPF, Louis Tomlinson/Harry Styles, 'Sometimes, your soulmate and the love of your life don’t end up being the same person. And that’s something I had to learn the hard way.’ Au


Soulmarks are a private, personal thing. )




Untitled
Prompt: any, any, I Don't Feel It Anymore
Written: August 12, 2016

I loved you once. )



Title: watching
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: pre-series
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 215
Point of view: third
Prompt: Highlander:the series, Methos, Four Horsemen

One of Adam Pierson's friends has a question. )

poem

Sep. 7th, 2016 10:08 am
tigriswolf: (panther)
So, I've apparently written quite a few poems about my family members - far more than I actually remember writing. But here is one of the best, about/for my little sister. I can't believe I wrote it 7 years ago, wow.
tigriswolf: (heartbreaker)
Title: when their hands were small
Written: August 30, 2016



This is how memory works:

You save the things they make when their hands are small,
their first shaky handwriting, their handprints,
fill in the blank, connect the dots, color in the lines (or not).
You put it all in a filebox and you save it as they grow and grow,
until they’re taller than you,
until they look like men even though they’re still boys.
You save it as they grow past you,
as they take their first steps out in the world without you.
You save the things their hands made when they were little
and still looked up to you.
You save it
and you save it
and you save it.
Maybe you pull it out now and again
and you look at what they once were,
so young, so small.
You save it in a filebox.

And then the water comes.
It leaks in, it drowns the things they made.
You still have them and a filebox full of dirty river water.

I went through it for you.
I saved what I could.
So much of it was ruined.
I couldn’t even tell what it had been.
It bled and it tore, and I peeled it apart,
and I looked at the things their hands made when they were young.
And I’m sorry.

You saved it.
They’re so big now.
They don’t even remember making it.
But you remember when they brought it home
and you saved it and you put it in a filebox,
and the water rushed in.
I’m sorry.

But here’s what I could salvage.
And even though so much of it is gone,
you still have them, and you have the memories
of the things they made when their hands were small.
tigriswolf: (hope)
So, I finally broke down and sobbed while driving down the highway, bringing lunch and ice to the crew cleaning out my aunt's house: aunt, 2 cousins, lilsis, brother-in-law, and assorted friends of my cousins. I pulled off the highway, cried until the tears stopped, and got back on the road.

Then, tears still in my throat, I ranted into my phone's memo app because I am so fucking tired of and angry about the comments I've seen on articles about this, the tweets, the tumblr posts.

I can't figure out how to upload that audio file, and I wanted to. If you want that file, give me your email because I really love it.

But here's the poem it became:



Why Do People Live in Louisiana?
Written: August 17, 2016


I keep seeing all these comments about people asking:
“Why does anyone live in Louisiana,
and Mississippi, and Alabama, and Florida,
where there’s hurricanes and there’s floods?
Why does anyone stay,
why do they keep coming back?”

Why do people live in the blast range of a volcano?

Why do people live where the earth will
literally fucking shake beneath their feet and
open up and swallow them?

California’s on fucking fire
why does anybody live anywhere that can catch on fire?

Why do people live in fucking Tornado Alley?

Why do people live anywhere?

Weather happens, you shitheads.
Weather happens.
Usually there’s warning and this time there fucking wasn’t.

Why do people live here?
Because it’s home, you dickheads.
tigriswolf: (unbroken (i rise))
Title: butterflies bleeding
Fandom: Harry Potter
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: post-Deathly Hallows, AU
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 235
Point of view: third
Prompt: Any, any, "Screw the timeline, I wanna go kill butterflies."


The thing about becoming the Master of Death is that it is unprecedented in all the ages of existence, and had Death foreseen anyone actually being able to do so, would not have played that game with those foolish brothers. )


Title: brothers
Fandom: Marvel movies
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: ignores Age of Ultron & Civil War, as i've not seen either
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 300
Point of view: third
Prompt: MCU, Thor / Loki, Thor is dying and no one wants to be the one, who tells Loki


Thor’s sick and won’t be getting better. )



Untitled
Prompt: Author's choice (please no Supernatural), author's choice, Tears come not from the brain but from the heart (Leonardo da Vinci)

Written July 3, 2016

if we’d but a moment )



Title: faded
Prompt: Any, Any, we used to talk and hang around.
Written July 10, 2016

We were friends before I knew how to make ‘em. )



Title: untitled
Fandom: One Direction RPF
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: AU, because H/L are actualfax soulmates
Pairings: post-Zayn Malik/Harry Styles
Rating: PG
Prompt: One Direction RPF, Zayn Malik/Harry Styles, the band needs to know about us


Harry’s quiet, after Zayn leaves. )
tigriswolf: (into the woods)
Untitled
Prompt: Any, Any,

I took it all for granted
But how was I to know
That you'd be letting go

Now it cuts like a knife


Written: June 15, 2016


I held you so tightly )



Title: love like a knife
Fandom: Highlander
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: references to violence
Pairings: Kronos/Methos
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 200
Point of view: third
Prompt: Any, Any, Our love is like a knife, it cuts both ways


Methos knew, almost from the beginning, how it would end. )




Title: untitled
Fandom: DCU
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: mentions of canon character death
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 230
Point of view: third
Prompt: DCU, Dick Grayson, learning to fly


He’s never not known the air. )



Title: untitled
Fandom: Animorphs
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: canon character death
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 125
Point of view: thrd
Prompt: Animorphs, Naomi & Rachel (post 53),

Well the hardest part,
Yeah it hurts so bad,
is when she spreads her wings,
but it'd be a selfish thing,
to try and hold her back,
but it don't work like that.

You just gotta watch it fly.
Stand there on the side line.
Wanna swallow up your pride.
Know it's gonna be alright.
Wishing when I close your eyes
like a kiss goodbye...

(Kiss Goodbye - Little Big Town)


She misses her firstborn. )



Untitled
Selkie wife folktale
Warnings: references to dub-con at best, marital rape at worst; character death

Prompt: any fairytale, Prince Charming/any, "Hunter" by Dido

If you were a king up there on your throne
Would you be wise enough to let me go
For this queen you think you own
Wants to be a hunter again


Written June 17, 2016

I’ll tell you a story. )
tigriswolf: (man's road)
Title: the bakery
Fandom: Supernatural
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: human AU
Pairings: Dean/Castiel, Jimmy/Amelia
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 185
Point of view: third
Prompt: Supernatural, Castiel Novak/Dean Winchester, Dean works in a bakery.


Cas drags Jimmy to the bakery every day. )




Title: staring life anew
Fandom: Once Upon a Time
Disclaimer: some are mine
Warnings: AU; references to violence
Pairings: Snow/Charming
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 420
Point of view: third
Prompt: Once Upon a Time, Snow White + Emma, Pregnant!Snow White manages to get through the Wardrobe in Time saving her from the Curse.

She gives birth screaming beside an odd road. )



Title: fidelity in blood
Fandom: historical RPF
Disclaimer: they were all real
Warnings: AU
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 160
Point of view: third
Prompt: Tudors. any combination of Henry's children. because blood is thicker than water (and there's been enough spilled in their name)


Mary remembers her younger sister fondly. )



Title: untitled
Fandom: Doctor Who
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: AUish?
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 105
Point of view: third
Prompt: any. any. The crack in the wall is really a portal to other worlds.



No one believes her. )



Title: The Longest Moment
Prompt: Any, any,

Had me feeling like a ghost
And it's what I hate the most


Written June 5, 2016




if only for the shortest moment. )
tigriswolf: (hope)
Title: The mountain was a murmuring of ocean in my ear
Fandom: Despicable Me/Lilo&Stitch
Disclaimer: only Nani&David’s kids are mine; title from Sandra Liatsos
Warnings: future!fic for both; the Lilo&Stitch timeline has been pushed back by four years; only the original movies of each fandom are acknowledged (as I haven’t seen anything else in Lilo&Stitch’s canon, and I didn’t like the second Despicable Me movie)
Pairings: Edith/Lilo, Nani/David
Rating: PG
Wordcount: WIP
Point of view: third
Prompts: any, any/any, defending her girlfriend ; Any, Any, Traveling with small children and/or pets



They meet at college. )



Title: the return
Fandom: Highlander
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: future!fic, major character death
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 235
Point of view: third
Prompt: Highlander, Joe Dawson + Methos, going walkabout


A long-overdue conversation. )



Title: time
Fandom: One Direction RPF
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: time travel
Pairings: Harry/Louis
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 980
Point of view: third
Prompts: Any, any + their past self, "It gets better." ; RPF, Louis Tomlinson/Harry Styles, "Would you go back in time if you could?"



a single moment. )



Title: stained red
Fandom: fairy tales
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: character death; AU
Pairings: Cinderella/the prince
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 135
Point of view: third
Prompt: any fairytale. any. With vampires.

She dances with the prince. )



Untitled
Warnings: implied death
Prompt: Any, Any,

And those who expected lightning and thunder
Are disappointed.
And those who expected signs and archangels’ trumps
Do not believe it is happening now.
As long as the sun and the moon are above,
As long as the bumblebee visits a rose,
As long as rosy infants are born
No one believes it is happening now.

It ends slowly. )
tigriswolf: (king of the jungle)
Two years ago I wrote a poem about the events in Ferguson (which I apparently never posted here?). I was thinking about that tonight - how two years later, nothing’s better.

I am not Black. I apologize if this offends anyone. I am a poet; if this poem oversteps, please tell me and I’ll take it down.

Written July 8, 2016


two years ago )
tigriswolf: (old man of the forest)
Title: untitled
Fandom: Peter Pan (2003)
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: spoilers
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 85
Prompt: Peter Pan, Peter/Wendy, You can't marry anyone else.

Don’t grow up. )



Title: pure as snow
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Disclaimer: not my characters, except for the daemon
Warnings: daemon AU; references to blood/death/violence
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 280
Point of view: third
Prompt: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Drusilla + Angelus, Drusilla's fate was sealed from the moment Angelus set eyes on her daemon, a unicorn


In life, Drusilla had never been alone. )




Title: Selkie Wife
Fandom: folktale
Warnings: referenced marital rape

Part of this


Prompt: any, any,
may came home with a smooth round stone
as small as a world and as large as alone.

For whatever we lose(like a you or a me)
it’s always ourselves we find in the sea
- e.e. cummings



She’d always been drawn to the sea. )






Title: Lay Down (and sleep)
Written: April 6, 2016
Prompt: Any, Any, The "peace of the grave" is a lie.

lay down your head and sleep. )




Untitled
Warnings: references to violence/death
Prompt: any. any. Family means inside squabbling, but always presenting an unified front.

You can always call a sister. )
tigriswolf: (to fly)
Title: In the eye of a hurricane, there is quiet for just a moment—a yellow sky
fandom: Marvel movies
Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Hamilton
Warnings: spoilers for Thor 2; references to torture
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 420
Point of view: third
Prompt: Avengers movieverse, any, The calm before the storm.

He sits on his not-father's throne, wields his not-father's weapon, rules his not-father's people, and he does it well. )





Title: untitled
Fandom: Animorphs
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: pre-54
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 87
Point of view: third
Prompt: Animorphs, Jake + Rachel, history may hate to love us and love to hate us

Rachel and Jake talk. )






Untitled
Warnings: modern-day Romeo&Juliet
Prompt: any, any/any, forbidden romance ends in a Vegas marriage



They’ve been dating since high school—and their parents hate each other. )



Title: Let the wind chase you – I can’t do it anymore
Fandom: Teen Wolf
Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Trisha Yearwood
Warnings: AU; also, I haven’t seen anything since the end of season 3; references to violence/blood
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 455
Point of view: third
Prompt: Teen Wolf, Stiles, "God! Fine! I'm sorry, all right?"


They’d been the best of friends, once. )



Title: personal growth
Written: March 24, 2016
Prompt: any. any(/any). You will insist that we talk, and you'll apologize, she a few tears and leave after all.

Fine, sit down, share a drink with me. )
tigriswolf: (magic eater)
Title: I cannot love but one
Fandom: Merlin (BBC)
Disclaimer: only Arthur and Merlin aren’t mine; title from Lord Byron
Warnings: references to bad things happening to children
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Point of view: third
Wordcount: WIP
Prompts: Merlin, Arthur Pendragon/Merlin, We were like gods at the dawning of the world, and our joy was so bright we could see nothing else but the other. ; any, any/any, there's death, rebirth and another meeting ; Merlin (BBC), Arthur/Merlin, the man who has the loyalty of a hurricane

He'd thought that Arthur, when he returned, would be as vibrant, as glorious, that figure of legend even he believes in now, a thousand years after he sent his king to the water.




Title: take time to catch your breath and choose your moment
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Dido
Warnings: AU during season 1; references to violence and canon character death
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 800
Point of view: third
Prompts: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Buffy Summers, after the Battle of Sunnydale she was given the doubble-edged gift of sending her mind back to any point in her past, with all her memories and current powers intact. ; Prompt: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Buffy Summers+Any, Psychological Warfare (Burn Notice)


She coughs herself awake, wet and with aching ribs. Xander's crouched next to her, looking younger than she can remember, and Angel is lurking behind him. )




Title: Names Dripping with Blood
Written: March 15, 2015
Prompt: any, any, they used to shout my name, now they whisper it.



Once, there was a princess beloved by all who knew her. )



Title: I cross so many brooks in the world
Fandom: Highlander
Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Denise Levertov
Warnings: none
Rating: PG
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Point of view: third
Wordcount: 405
Prompt: Highlander, Duncan and Methos and Joe, old is a comparative term

Remix pov of this



Old is all relative. )



Title: pretense
Fandom: Highlander
Disclaimer: only Methos isn’t mine
Warnings: violence
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 265
Point of view: third
Prompt: any, any, goddamn right, you should be scared of me

Remix pov of this

When the men burst in shouting, waving guns around, Taylor lunged for Mikey and dragged him to the floor with her. )
tigriswolf: (in my defense i've never read fairy tale)
Title: The Worst Thing
Written: January 15, 2016
Prompt: any. any horror stories


survival is perhaps not the worst thing. )



Title: lioness
Fandom: Harry Potter
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: AU, character death
Pairings: Lily/James
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 333
Point of view: third
Prompt: Harry Potter. any. One of Harry's parents survived.
Note: There may be more coming; if so, it’ll just be drabbles with no overarching plot.


She mistranslated part of the ritual. )



Title: i could lie
Prompt: Any, Any/Any, If I lied and said what you want to hear, would you still leave me or would the lies make everything alright?
Written January 22, 2016

I could tell you a thousand pretty things. )



Title: they share the same blood and the same blows
Fandom: Harry Potter
Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Anne Sexton
Warnings: AU during book 5
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 265
Point of view: third
Prompt: Harry Potter, Harry Potter/Tom Riddle, Hidden secrets


Why are you their hero? )



Title: Don't choose to live by the book
Fandom: Highlander
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: AU during season 5
Pairings: Kronos/Methos
Rating: PG13
Wordcount: 370
Point of view: third
Prompt: any, any,

I am your darkest side the one you keep in shadows too far to hide
Deep in your heart you can't deny
All of your fears keeping me alive
Waiting here for you to arrive
Don't choose to live by the book
Let's live by the hook
("Live by the Hook" from Finding Neverland)


For three thousand years, Kronos has waited. )
tigriswolf: (supercroc)
Title: to ride
Fandom: Leverage
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: canon compliant AU (I assume); references to violence/death
Pairings: canon
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 640
Point of view: third
Prompt: Leverage, ensemble, The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse Job

They've existed since the beginning, of course, though their forms varied. )


Title: how this story goes
Prompt: any, any/any, I love you doesn't mean I'll never leave you
Written December 2, 2015

I never used the word forever. )



Title: legacy
Fandom: Chuck/White Collar
Warnings: way future!fic; implied character death; AUish as I’ve never finished either sieres
Pairings: Sarah/Chuck, Elizabeth/Peter
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 230
Point of view: third
Prompt: Chuck/White Collar, Neal Burke + Bryce Bartowski, they're best friends but they don't know that they were both named after the same man


They meet at Yale, in the library, where they both reach for the same book and Bryce gets there first because he's taller. )



Title: When I Wake
Prompt: Any, any, What am I to do with all this silence?
Written: December 6, 2015


The house is quiet now. )



Title: untitled
Fandom: Gilmore Girls
Warnings: supernatural AU
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount:100
Point of view: third
Prompt: Gilmore Girls. Rory (+any). Supernatural AU (as in the genre, not necessarily the TV show)

Stars Hollow has secrets. )

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