The Shiny Happy Comment Ficathon!

[dollsome]

Winter is coming; daylight is fleeting; for the students among us, end-of-semester hell is just about to rear its ugly head. What better way to combat such woes than with a super-cheerful comment ficathon?

Ergo:





The Rules Are Thus:

1. Cheerful prompts! I feel like there's not much regulation here in terms of pairings: almost every ship or pair of characters is capable of a fluffy/happy/silly moment, and if they're not in canon, then why can't they be in fic? However, any prompt involving, say, lyrics from Eminem and Rihanna's "Love The Way You Lie" is probably not appropriate in terms of tone. Unless it's the "guess that's why they call it WINDOW PANE" line, which will never stop being hilarious.

2. Prompt format should go thus:

Fandom -- Pairing or characters -- prompt

3. For the fic you've written, please put the following in your comment's subject line: 'Fandom -- pairing -- title.'

4. Be nice!

5. Spread the fun, if you are so inclined!

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6. Go forth and have a merry happy good time. :)

MASTER LIST
(in rather sloppy chronological order;
this will probably be maintained rather poorly, my apologies!)

Merlin - Merlin/Morgana - it's not easy having yourself a good time by dollsome

30 Rock - Jack/Liz - How Jack Donaghy Got His Groove Back, With Whales by dollsome

How I Met Your Mother - Barney/Robin - Operation: Stake It To Ted by noteasilywon

BtVS/AtS - Buffy/Spike & Cordelia/Angel - Midnight in the Olive Garden of Good and Evil by angearia

Merlin - Arthur/Morgana - Well, this is awkward by copperiisulfate

The Mummy - Rick/Evie - Reading Is Sexy by vega_ofthe_lyre

Gilmore Girls - Rory/Jess - I'm Dreaming of a by miraxcorran

True Blood/BtVS - Franklin & Spike - An Abundance of Window Pane by dollsome

Glee - Rachel/Jesse - I'll Never Tell by lettersandliars

Supernatural - Sam/Jess - Darling, we'll go a-drowning by taintedlove

Doctor Who - Amy/Rory - Worker Bees by lettersandliars

Glee - Brittany/Santana - "I'm just mad for you, and I'll always be, but naturally--" by amazingly_me

Twin Peaks - Cooper/Audrey - Hey girl, you've got a fine laugh, and I think that I can get used to that by lyssie

Being Human - Annie, George, Mitchell - "Annie, you can't keep the kitten. What if George eats it?" by nonky

Sherlock - Sherlock/John - Less than Clandestine by amazingly_me

HIMYM - Marshall/Lily, cast - it's not what i thought it would be (but what really is?) by portland_rain

The Office - Michael & Toby - Don't Go Breakin' My Heart by firthgal

Supernatural - Castiel - Heaven wasn't always hell by oceansex

BtVS - Buffy/Angel - Love is forever, right? by angearia

Dollhouse - DeWitt/Dominic - We Slay Dragons Together by derevko_child

The West Wing - Toby, Sam, & Josh - A Distinct Lack of Gravitas by amazingly_me

Supernatural - Anna/Ruby - Devil Meaning Well by oceansex

Anne of Green Gables - Anne/Gilbert - We should have a breakfast nook! by taintedlove

Legend of the Seeker - Richard/Kahlan - Just for tonight, darling, let's get lost by dollsome

The Vampire Diaries - Tyler & Caroline - TOGETHER, THEY FIGHT CRIME by nonky

Community - Jeff/Annie - O brave new world by dollsome

Glee - Brittany/Santana - You don't know how far I'd go by anthimeriate

Angel - Fred & Cordelia - Of Friendship and Tacos by superkappa

The Office - Jim/Pam & CeCe - Everyone's a Critic by firthgal

Community - Britta/Troy (and the gang) - El tango de sexual tension by dollsome

Glee - Kurt & Finn - Life is too short for traffic by storypaint

The Vampire Diaries - Caroline & Stefan - The Pros and Cons of Sparkling by law_like_love

Dollhouse - Topher - Aced The Tests, Never Did The Homework by kay_obsessive

Glee - Rachel & Kurt - Detour a Bad Day by storypaint

Lost - Kate/Sawyer - Just Like New Times by fragmentedsky

Doctor Who - Eleven/Rose - Top Hats Optional by laeria

The Vampire Diaries - Caroline, Elena, & Bonnie - Slumber Party by dranime203

The Vampire Diaries - Stefan/Elena/Damon - They say it's your birthday by austen

Battlestar Galactica - Adama/Roslin - carpe astra by pocochina

Merlin - Arthur/Merlin - Just One Hug by niftywithan

Harry Potter - Harry/Hermione/Ron - every stone you stood upon shifted, except for me by mollivanders

Doctor Who - River/Doctor - You're very pretty, you know. You're very rare, you know. by lyssie

Alias - Jack/Irina - A Murder Free Dinner by derevko_child

BtVS/Veronica Mars - Buffy and Veronica - girls in a gun store by mollivanders

Veronica Mars - Wallace & Veronica - shooting some hoops by polychromic

Battlestar Galactica - Gaius/Caprica Six - What's in a name, anyway? by mini_miss

Friday Night Lights - Coach/Mrs. Coach - Lazy Saturday afternoon by mollivanders

Caprica - Lacy & Barnabas - Emergence by odyle

Merlin - Arthur/Morgana (+ kind of ot4) - Objectivity by fragmentedsky

Harry Potter - Remus/Sirius - The Old Fablemakers by amazingly_me

The West Wing - Josh and Donna - And Most Fools Do by amazingly_me

Community - Britta/Professor Duncan - Alternative Lifestyles in Modern Discourse by nonky

The Vampire Diaries - Tyler & Caroline - TOGETHER, THEY FIGHT CRIME by nonky

BtVS - Spike/Drusilla - Callooh, Callay by marketchippie

Secret Diary of a Call Girl - Ben/Hannah - Best Friends with Wandering Eyes by nonky

Pirates of the Caribbean - Jack/Elizabeth - Winning is worth it by bellonablack

Battlestar Galactica - Kara/Sam - I'll sleep when I'm dead by nonky

Castle - Castle/Beckett - The Serenade of Romantic Doom by nonky

Modern Family - Mitchell/Cameron - Two Approaches To Baby-Naming by polychromic

The Vampire Diaries - Salvatore brothers & co. - Surprise is Not Only for the Living by ohwaluvusbab

Pirates of the Caribbean - Anamaria - What shall we die for by caffeineandink

Batman - Harley Quinn/Batman - I have dreams of orca whales and owls by clockwork_jo

AtS - Angel/Cordy, Connor, the team - Icy Peril by museofspeed

The Vampire Diaries - Damon/Elena - The Timeless Taste of Cracker Jacks by amoenavi

The West Wing - Sam/Ainsley - Deep Fried And Extra Fatty by magisterequitum

Lost - Dan/Charlotte - Keeping still to move by valhalla37

Skins - Freddie, Emily - And I won't let you choke by clockwork_jo

BtVS - Buffy/Spike - Her Dark Place Is Also Quiet by ohwaluvusbab

HIMYM - Barney/Robin - I know you get me (so I let my walls come down) by dollsome

BtVS - Spike & Dawn - The Cons of Anarchy by ohwaluvusbab

HIMYM - Ted/Victoria - Social Networking by ceridweyn_lin

Harry Potter - Tom Riddle/Bellatrix Lestrange - All is loneliness before me by amazingly_me

The West Wing - Ainsley - Last Friday night, yeah we danced on tabletops by amazingly_me

Lilo & Stitch/Calvin & Hobbes - What I Did On My Summer Vacation by amazingly_me

Pushing Daisies - Ned/Chuck - Loophole by polychromic

Glee - Brittany & Finn - Hip-hop and Hippos by polychromic

The Vampire Diaries - Damon/Elena - Get Thee Behind Me, Temptation by redbrunja

The West Wing - Sam/Ainsley - Baby, it's cold outside by magisterequitum

ER - Ray/Neela - Edge of Desire by xmarisolx

Comments

[superkappa.livejournal.com]

Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Spike/Drusilla, living in poetry

[marketchippie.livejournal.com]

:D

[superkappa.livejournal.com]

:D ngl, thought of you as I left the prompt.

btvs - spike/dru - callooh, callay (1/2)

[marketchippie.livejournal.com]

William's been to this bookstore many times, but never like this, never with thirst swelling his throat and shadows just starting to sweep the sky, with the scent of the books tangible in the air even before he steps inside. Never able to feel the world, the air itself ripple around him, away from him, never been mighty enough to move like this, the stride of his feet heavy on the cobblestones as she pulls him along with her—and never with her, with a woman, with her, her bone-white fingers clasped between his and her laugh on the wind as she pulls him through the door. The bell chimes their entry.

"How lovely," she says, pressing her form against him—he shivers, teeth catching (newly sharp) against the skin of his lower lip—"they've given us a fanfare."

He slides a hand that is learning not to be cautious over the sloping bone of her back, over her skirts, the curve of her bottom under his hand. Her mouth near his neck, close enough to kiss it, she whispers in a voice of Cockney sugar, "Shall we curtsey?"

"We'll never have to curtsey or bow to anyone," he says, voice rough in his throat as the impossible sculpture of her limbs shape themselves to his.

"Here, now," a voice breaks in between them, and they turn in tandem to see a small balding man glaring at them from behind pince-nez, "you're making a spectacle of yourselves. I won't have that in my shop, sir!"

He can feel Drusilla grin next to him, wide and full of teeth. With a squeeze of her waist, he lets his face shift into a newly comfortable pattern of bones. Before he moves a muscle, he can scent the man's blood, spiked with fear and racing with it. Smells all the better for it.

Then, of course he moves, and all hell breaks loose.

Bookshelves aren't terribly convenient places for massacring—well, at least for the patrons; it's extremely convenient for William as the patron backs into the narrow alley between shelves and falls at his feet, elbows knocking uncut volumes off the shelves. Books fall to the floor all around them. Indeed, in a transgression William never would have allowed himself before (before, he thinks and relishes the absence of the nutshell, for this is what it is to be king of infinite space), he knocks them down.

Never mind the stagnant flavor of bookworms and dust, he can taste the very words in the air. They dissolve into the blood, warming his mouth as he swallows.

btvs - spike/dru - callooh, callay (2/2)

[marketchippie.livejournal.com]

-

Lolling on his back with red on his collar and heat in his belly, he gazes up at the moon of her face, clean and white and flushed red in the lip, broken pince-nez borrowed and now perching on her nose. She sits enthroned atop a heap of volumes, drowning them in her skirts, fingernails slicing idly through the pages of an open book under her fingers. His hand catches her ankle, touches the sheer stocking above her dainty boot. "Sated, love?" he asks.

She parts her lips. "The air in here is crawling. Like ants under my tongue."

"Magic?"

"No, my sweet. Not quite." She reaches out; he leans in, rests his cheek against her gloved fingers. "Only words, jumping about like impractical cats. I think I will never be sated until you tell me a thousand and one stories, my William."

"A thousand and one?"

"If you hurry," she says with an ephemeral teasing smile, her thumb grazing his lips, "I won't have to cut off your head." Her fingers flick against his neck, nails sharp even beneath fabric. "Chop chop."

"Anything for my dark Sappho," he says, thinking of breasts of immortal fire. He catches her finger in his mouth. "Make the air settle," she says, and he pulls her discarded book toward him, freshly cut pages ruffling. Not Byron, and habit makes this a disappointment, for an old piece of him remembers the unseemliness of the poems in the face of seeming, always seeming to fit ill in his skin. Before. Lord Byron with his words and desires, all fine and black and good, now, but none so well-evoked as the sheer divine fact of Drusilla. He looks at her, looks and looks, and he forgets that disappointment, for there is no poem of Byron's about this, all though he's quite sure all his poems are about her.

The book instead is Lewis Carroll's; he reads it, half-acquainted with its words, with as much regard as he can manage with her hands so close to him, so constantly touching. Beware the Jabberwock, tricks played by the syllables catching in his mouth which is still half-stopped with her finger. She laughs and twists with serpentine pleasure and there, there again, he is halted from the page. The jaws that bite, the claws that catch, and her fingers coil like claws, teeth snapping teasingly toward him. There is no verbal justice done to her, he thinks, here or anywhere, to her beauty, to her, her, impossible her. He spares a moment of regret that he didn't take a moment to find Byron—but sod Lord George Gordon, he thinks, with a rush of adrenaline sharp as desire, same as desire, for he has no reason to envy poets, not with the Dark Lady herself nearly sprawled atop him.

One finger inches up the side of his neck like a caterpillar.

He throws the book to the side and pulls her toward him, hands free and clasping her waist, crushing down to the hourglass bite of her corset. Sod the pages, he thinks, as she chortles in her joy, as the little spectacles knock to the floor among the crumpled pages and away from her unimpedimented eyes when she presses the tip of her nose to his—darkness has no need of aid from words when she's the Universe, he thinks, and kisses that very Universe on her grinning lips.

In the time it takes even to remove just one of her gloves, he's lived a hundred frabjous days of his own already.

Re: btvs - spike/dru - callooh, callay (2/2)

[ever-neutral.livejournal.com]

WHY ARE YOU SO GOOD THOUGH?

Perfect closing line. These kids, so sweet.

Re: btvs - spike/dru - callooh, callay (2/2)

[marketchippie.livejournal.com]

BECAUSE THEY ARE SO GOOD. ♥

& thank you!

Re: btvs - spike/dru - callooh, callay (2/2)

[superkappa.livejournal.com]

Oh, these two. I absolutely love them, and you've captured every reason why. I really hoped you would tackle this prompt, and I'm so glad you did. Flaily hands. I really like how you just..perfectly capture the world of metaphors and similes that they surround themselves in. It's like make believe and yet more real than anything else they've experienced all together, and I love it.

I love that he chooses Lewis Carroll to read to her. I think she would love the story of the Jabberwock, personally. And then the metaphor of her finger being like a caterpillar as he reads her that particular work? Guh. Such a tiny detail but such a great one. And I love how much you focus on their hands and touching, because there's so much physicality to them as a couple, and you capture it beautifully. And I just realized as I reread it, she says she'd chop of his head, and then he chooses Carrol's work. Guh. Guh. Yes.

Thank you so much. This was a great thing to read before getting ready for bed :)

Re: btvs - spike/dru - callooh, callay (2/2)

[marketchippie.livejournal.com]

Hee, provoking me to write these two takes literally no work at all. (I put this in my fic index and realized how overwhelming the OTPtime is in proportion to everything else I write.) They are my favorite kids, and writing them is such a pleasure of intricacies and intimacies. The best ship. Oh my heart.

You're so welcome. Thank you.

Re: btvs - spike/dru - callooh, callay (2/2)

[laeria.livejournal.com]

This is practically perfect in every way. I loved Dru's similes and the way William is drowning in her and also the symbol of her (Byronic decadence and utter freedom). I loved the twirl of words and destruction, loved the "we shan't have to bow" aspect of newly-turned William, loved Dru with a pince-nez. And there's something especially intoxicating about the idea Spike-as-Scheherezade and Dru as his insane, cruel, loving emperor.

Brb, saving this and rereading it forever.

Re: btvs - spike/dru - callooh, callay (2/2)

[marketchippie.livejournal.com]

Why thank you!

This is my favorite ship in the entire world in large part because they live on the same metaphor wavelength. They're constantly embodying both pieces of stories and the way stories are told. (I mean, they bond over a word. In a poem she hasn't read. Favorite favorites forever.)

Re: btvs - spike/dru - callooh, callay (2/2)

[laeria.livejournal.com]

Mm, exactly. Embodying and enjoying. And taking equal gleeful pleasure in form and in content.

Re: btvs - spike/dru - callooh, callay (2/2)

[pocochina.livejournal.com]

oh! sweet William. this is just perfect.

Re: btvs - spike/dru - callooh, callay (2/2)

[marketchippie.livejournal.com]

thank you! ♥

Re: btvs - spike/dru - callooh, callay (2/2)

[clockwork-jo.livejournal.com]

I HAVE THINGS. THINGS TO SAY.

1) If you reference Lewis Carroll, I am going to love you.
If you use the word frabjous well, I'm going to dry hump your fricking leg.

So you know, get ready for that.

2) You do gorgeous repetitive things, my love. Yours is like a piece of poetry.
darkness has no need of aid from words when she's the Universe, he thinks, and kisses that very Universe on her grinning lips. UNF. UNF.

Re: btvs - spike/dru - callooh, callay (2/2)

[marketchippie.livejournal.com]

*DRAWS HEARTS ON YOUR FACE*

These kids are so steeped in poetry, they bring out my literary-allusive tendencies like no other.

Re: btvs - spike/dru - callooh, callay (2/2)

[marketchippie.livejournal.com]

♥ ♥ ♥

(Perfect, literate, perfect ship is never not a delight to write.)

Re: btvs - spike/dru - callooh, callay (2/2)

[dollsome.livejournal.com]

He looks at her, looks and looks, and he forgets that disappointment, for there is no poem of Byron's about this, all though he's quite sure all his poems are about her.

THIS IS SO AWESOME I THINK IT HAS MADE ME GIDDY. JUST, WONDERFUL. (Hahaha, I loved the little detail of Dru putting the shopkeeper's pince-nez on. And I also loved everything.)