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angelgazing) wrote2012-03-03 10:09 pm
angelgazing) wrote2012-03-03 10:09 pm
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to cliche or not to cliche... has never been a question.
Right. I've had something of a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad week, and from what I understand, I am not alone. Add in the fact that Remix X signups are opening VERY SOON and I don't qualify for the fandoms I'd like to write in most... The obvious answer is the thing that makes me happiest in the world. CLICHES. So, whatever, let's do a thing.
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The Multi-Fandom Cliche Meme
Fake boyfriends, accidental marriages, and amnesia, OH MY! Any fandom, any rating, any pairing, any cliche. Pick your poison and bring it to the party, because everybody loves a good cliche.
Steve and Bucky undercover at a gay club, dancing close and wanting things they shouldn't? Nick and Monroe make out for cover and realize they don't want to stop? Agent Coulson gets magicked into a toddler and the Avengers have to care for him? Who has to cuddle for warmth? Who has to share a bed with their UST and the object of their lust because there's only one room at the inn? Who can survive the zombie apocalypse, but worries their feelings may do them in? Who has to get someone out of their wet clothes before the teeth chattering does them both in? What about the time Character A has a minor sickness/injury and Character B fusses and Character A is grumpy and THERE IS ALL THE LOVE EVER? What about the one where everyone thinks they're a couple? Where a trip to Vegas/Canada means they wake up married? Or the one where they don't realize they are TOTALLY MARRIED until they start getting toasters and blenders from their friends? What about that road trip across the country that someone has always wanted to take?
Whatever your cliche, whatever your fandom, whatever your character, whatever your medium. I want them all.
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THERE BANNER ACHEIVED
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Merlin, Merlin/Arthur Ponies!
(made with the pony creator on Deviantart, except the wonky scarf is mine bc apparently neckerchiefs are not part of pony fashion)
Also, Merlin has a horn and gold eyes because MAGIC (and 2AM logic).
I promise when I am not so tired I will come back and right cliche "we've been turned into ponies and the castle is drafty" cuddlefic.
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;3
ADORABLE.
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AM I THAT OBVIOUSI was kind of picturing their little pre-mating dance: Arthur is cranky, Merlin is a goofball in an attempt to de-stress him, Arthur rolls his eyes but secretly finds it endearing and actually does relax a bit.
Thank you bb! <3
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::I can't believe this,:: Arthur grumbled.
::You were the one that wanted to go looking for the wild mage,:: Merlin reminded him. ::I suggested we go about our business, pretend we hadn't seen or heard anything from the villagers, but nooo, Big Bad Arthur had to interfere.::
Arthur tossed his head irritably, golden mane catching the sunlight. ::We had to investigate, Merlin. It's my duty as my father's son.::
::Oh, so now you're the expert on turning in magic users.:: Merlin glared, tail lashing. ::What if that had been me? What if your father had ordered a raid on my quarters?::
Arthur looked away. ::That's different.::
::No, it isn't!:: Merlin stamped a hoof. ::I keep telling you, Arthur, magic is like a sword--its goodness, or lack thereof, depends on the user. The only reports we had of this woman were small magics, healing sick animals and helping crops grow in bad seasons.::
::Oh, yeah?:: Arthur snorted. ::So if she's not a bad witch, then why are we...:: He trailed off, gesturing with a hoof.
::I told you not to touch anything!:: Merlin rolled his eyes. ::And what was the first thing you did? You picked up the horse statue.::
::She shouldn't have enchanted it in the first place!:: Arthur insisted.
::Oh, for the love of--:: Merlin leaned over and gently nipped Arthur's flank, quickly stepping back before Arthur could retaliate. ::Of course she had to have enchantments, Arthur! She's a single, fairly attractive woman, both parents dead, no brothers or sisters, living alone in these woods--she's got no other way of protecting herself! If she didn't, she'd be a prime target for banditry. Or worse.::
Arthur kicked a stray leaf with his hoof. ::I guess.::
Merlin walked back over to him, lightly flicking Arthur's flank with his tail. ::Come on. If, say...Gwen were in that situation, and she had magic--would you rather have her break the law to protect herself, or follow the law and put herself needlessly at risk?::
Arthur blew out a breath, muzzle flapping. ::No, you're right. I'm sorry. I'll be more careful next time.::
::It's alright.:: Merlin nuzzled his neck affectionately. ::You've taken the brunt of the magical community's wrath over your father's ban. I understand if you're not comfortable with it yet, and it is good to be cautious. I just wish you'd look before you leap somtimes, so we wouldn't get into all these needless scrapes.::
Arthur nuzzled back, resting his head alongside Merlin's neck. ::It's not like I'm the only impulsive one here, you know. If you'll notice, Leon and Percival aren't horses.::
Merlin whickered, amused. ::That's because when you got turned into a horse, they ran out screaming like little girls. I stayed to try to help your sorry arse.::
::My sorry, royal arse to you,:: Arthur agreed, butting his head against Merlin's teasingly.
::Your sorry, royal arse, sire,:: said Merlin, huffing a laugh. ::And what a fit arse it is, too.::
::Right you are.:: Arthur lipped at Merlin's ear. After a pause, he added, ::I guess magic can't be all bad.::
::Yeah?:: Merlin leaned into the touch, twining their tails together. ::How's that?::
Arthur nuzzled him again, then backed out of kicking range, eyes dancing. ::It brought me a really crap manservant.::
::Don't make me bite you again,:: Merlin warned.
::You wouldn't,:: Arthur said. ::I'd like it too much.::
Merlin tossed his head playfully. ::Is that a challenge, sire?::
::Mm-hmm.:: Arthur circled around to Merlin's other side, nudging him forward. ::Come on, let's get back to camp and see if you can do something about this spell. Then we can do all the biting we like.::
Merlin snorted. ::Leon and Percival will be scarred for life.::
Arthur laughed. They slowly weaved their way through the trees, occasionally stopping for a quick nuzzle or lick, until Arthur broke the peaceful silence.
::Hey, how come you got a cool horn?!::
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Ponies and flirting and love
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I just wish my first debuts in a fandom weren't always so...weird. XD
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MAGIC GONE WRONG IS AWESOME :D
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This is PERFECT.
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I NEED THIS MORE THAN I NEED AIR.
H50 FICLET: Sunshine and Sea Water Blues
See, he should have known better. They were three days into the work week and there hadn’t been any shoot-outs, car chases, or even a chance for some hand-to-hand combat. This should not have lulled him into a false sense of security. Like somehow he was going to have a normal work week for the first time in months, you know? Maybe do a little paperwork, follow up on some cold cases, all that routine police work. But Danny’s partner was Lieutenant Commander Steve McGarrett. Meaning, all that normalcy? Should be probably be considered waiting in the eye of the hurricane, because craziness apparently collects rollover minutes.
“I just figured out what your problem is,” Danny says. “You think you’re Batman.”
“I—what?”
“You know, the caped crusader of the night. The only idiot who didn’t have superpowers and would leap off giant buildings and fucking fly? That is you, my friend. Batshit insane.”
“I do not-“
“Why are you talking? Don’t just—you are going to shut your mouth for a minute here, okay? Do you think you can do that?”
Steve opens his mouth— to argue, Danny’s sure— but Danny shushes him. Amazingly, he stays quiet for almost exactly sixty seconds.
“I just want you to know, this wasn’t my fault.”
“Right. Well, I understand that you don’t necessarily cause such events. Necessarily. But, but, you should admit that you played a part in this. As in, if you weren’t a complete lunatic, this might not have been as crazy as this is.”
“It’s not that bad, Danny, okay? We’ll just wait here until Chin and Kono show up; it’ll be fine.”
“It’ll be fine, he says. We’ll just wait here, he says. Well, Steven, where the fuck else are we going to go? We are on a tiny little row boat in the middle of the fucking ocean, with no way to steer. What about this scenario seems fine to you?”
Steve shrugs. “Waves are pretty calm and it isn’t raining.”
Danny freezes. “No. No, no, tell me you did not just say that. Why would you say that? Now it’s jinxed, and I repeat, your fault.”
“Danny, come on.” Steve gestures with hit palms out and open, like that would do anything to mollify him. “It’s fine. Chin and Kono have probably got our guy by now and are on their way.”
Grumbling, Danny settles down in the boat, squinting against the glare of the sun reflecting off the waves. No storm clouds were gathering to back-up his assertion that Steve had jinxed them. Typical.
Steve lets out a noncommittal hum and fixes Danny with a soft stare.
“What?” Danny snapped, more than a little an edge still from the hellhole this day has been.
Reaching a hand up to rest gently at the back of Danny’s neck, Steve pulls his in for a lazy kiss. Danny lets himself leans into it for just a moment before pulling back.
“Oh, no. I am not making out with you in a tiny little boat in the middle of the ocean. Down that path lies certain doom, and I won’t have it,” Danny says firmly.
But that’s exactly what they are doing when Chin and Kono find them 20 minutes later, too distracted in each other to even hear the speedboat approaching.
“So, should we come back later?” Kono tease as Steve and Danny break apart reluctantly.
“You know, as your superior ranking officers, you would think,” Danny grouses, “that we would be entitled to some respect.”
Kono laughs, helping Danny up over the side of the boat. “Just saying.”
“Well, don’t just say.” Danny begins squeezing the salt water out of his pant leg.
“We’ll be back on the island soon enough,” Chin interjects, “then you and Steve can have all the alone time you want.”
The amount of professionalism in this place, boy, let Danny tell you.
Steve launches himself up onto the boat, brushes himself off, and gives Danny one of those goofy little grins of his.
“And you, don’t even get me started on you.” Danny points at him threateningly.
“Wouldn’t dream of it,” Steve murmurs, knocking his shoulder against Danny’s for a moment, and Danny thinks, later.
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