the WE COULD HAVE HAD IT A-A-ALL! comment ficathon

[dollsome]

I'm bored, let's get our comment ficathon on!





+ The basic concept of this one: for all those times when you expected canon to give you something awesome, and then it didn't, or it gave you the potential for something to be awesome, and then it killed it off with Spanish Influenza didn't see it through all the way. Basically, this is a comment ficathon for those times when you felt like 'Wait! But! What about [really awesome thing]?' or 'Wait! But! I thought for sure [insert really awesome thing here] would happen! Weren't they leading up to [really awesome thing]?' or 'How can you cancel this when I'm sure that another season would bring us [really awesome thing]?' Or maybe even just those pensive times when you go 'Man, wouldn't this whole story have been much better if only [really awesome thing] would have happened at the get-go?' Or, hell, let's be real here: those times when your otp got punched in the face by the dread forces of canon. Let us thwart them all with the power of this ficathon!

Basically, this is really open-ended and subjective, with one common theme. And that common theme is, 'Canon haps, why you gotta make my soul feel like an Adele song?'

+ One prompt per comment, and please format your comment along the lines of: "[Fandom] - [Pairing or character(s)] - [prompt]." Feel free to submit as many prompt-comments as you'd like. The more the better!

+ If you respond to a prompt, include the pairing/character(s) and a title in the subject line of your comment if you are using a lj layout that has subject lines. If you're not, please put that same information at the top of your comment.

+ If your fic's got an R/NC-17 rating, please indicate as much in the comment subject line/top of your comment as well.

+ WRITE ON! :D



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Masterlist of Responses
Robin Hood - Guy/Marian - "I may be dead, but I'm still pretty -- which is more than I can say for you." by littledivinity

BtVS - Giles/Anya - "Why didn't you come to the wedding?" by eilowyn

Harry Potter - Trio - Post-War by bloodofpyke

Downton Abbey - Mary/Lavinia - there is thunder in our hearts by dollsome

Merlin - Gwen/Morgana - with grace in your heart by dollsome

Downton Abbey - Mary/Lavinia - for where you go I will go by oltha_heri

Supernatural - Dean/Layla - He said he'd pray for her, and he did. by bloodofpyke

Sherlock - Molly - She always has an alibi, and one or two to spare by duh_i_read

Downton Abbey - Mary/Lavinia - Adventuring for Ladies by oliveoyl

Comments

[queensmoot.livejournal.com]

BtVS - Giles/Anya - "Why didn't you come to the wedding?"

[eilowyn.livejournal.com]

It was your average brisk English winter day, and they both were wrapped in jackets and scarves, fallen leaves crunching under their boots. Her face was red from another bout of crying, but he had suggested a walk might cheer her up. In all her years of living she had never paid much attention to architecture, but now she looked carefully at each house as they meandered by. Bath was a pretty place, she decided, and she felt it was a pity that in all the town's history she had never been called for a vengeance job within city limits. She would have liked visiting it a little after giving some man boils or the pox, those old school vengeances she had once delighted in.

She had arrived on his doorstep the day after the wedding carrying two bags that had been packed for a Mexican honeymoon. He opened the door, and if he was surprised to see her, he didn't show it. He took a look at her tearstained, red-eyed face, and instantly opened the door for her. He didn't ask what was wrong, though he knew from the invitation that had been sent what the previous day was supposed to be. She realized he had figured it out on his own, only mentioning once how "stupid" that "silly boy" was.

With her wardrobe so ready for the tropics, he told her she'd need a warm jacket and some shoes more substantial than her flip-flops. "Atrocious things, those," he'd said, mumbling something about uncouth Americans under his breath. He was unchanged. She had smiled then - her first smile since she'd been left at the altar. He took her shopping, and they didn't speak much as he drove her around town to each of the stores she needed to go to, and he paid for everything without a second glance. She thought that was very kind of him, very thoughtful, as if he knew how much she disliked being parted from her money.

On the second day she mostly stayed in the guest room and cried, the reality the life she had planned now being gone for good settling in as tightness in her shoulders. He came to her door almost every hour, asking if she'd like a sandwich or some tea, but he mostly left her alone with her tears, which was what she wanted. Crying all day sounded like a good idea to her, and she was somewhat pleased he seemed to agree.

Now it was the third day. She'd come out of her room for the big, proper English breakfast he had prepared, and she had eaten her first substantial meal since being jilted. He made polite small talk, asking how the store and everyone was, never mentioning his name, she noticed. She gave him brief, half answers, because the truth was too depressing. Instead she told him everything was fine, all was well, just as he left it. Thinking of home made her think of that day again - that day which was supposed to be the happiest of her life. She started to tear up once more, there among the toast and eggs and clotted cream. He reached across the table and rested his hand on hers, and she felt warm for the first time since her ruined wedding. He had suggested a walk after breakfast, and here they were.

He kept a slow, steady pace, and she looked at the architecture as they passed by. Then she stopped, suddenly burning with a question she had to ask him. He had continued a few paces when he realized she wasn't beside him, and turned around to look at her.

"Rupert, why weren't you at the wedding?"

He didn't answer straight away, looking down at his feet for a moment before he removed his glasses and polished the lenses with a handkerchief, a gesture so familiar to her that she almost laughed.

"Well, my dear, maybe I just couldn't stand to see you marrying that foolish boy."

She was silent for a moment, the air between them thick with the understanding of the meaning behind his words. After a few deep breaths of crisp air, she looked down, nodded, then looked up at him with a smile.

"Shall we continue?" was all she said, starting to walk past him as if she knew he would follow. When he caught up with her, and she smiled again, the cold wind making her lips slightly chapped. Looking forwards, she reached her little gloved hand beside her and grabbed his hand where it was swinging at his side. His fingers instantly closed around hers.

They continued their walk.

[dollsome.livejournal.com]

Oh, gosh, this is so lovely and I never quite realized how much I wanted it to happen in my heart of hearts until just now. ♥

[eilowyn.livejournal.com]

Thank you! Ganya is one of those ships I'm diehard for but they don't really have much of a fandom, so I was excited to see a prompt pairing the two of them together.

[kwritten.livejournal.com]

I just want to hug you for this.

*HUG*

[eilowyn.livejournal.com]

*HUGS BACK* I have a large space in my heart dedicated to Giles/Anya. They're my favorite secondary pairing to have in later season Spuffy fic.

[lutamira]

EEEEEEEE! EEEEEEEEE! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! <- Those are my squeals of joy at seeing this prompt, noticing that you had posted for it, and then reading your completely awesome, perfect fill. YES THE WORLD NEEDS MORE GANYA, ALWAYS. (Especially when it is as good as yours!)

[eilowyn.livejournal.com]

Thank you! I adore Ganya so much, and we so rarely see it!

[agnes-bean.livejournal.com]

Oh, this is lovely. Love Giles in it especially. &hearts

[eilowyn.livejournal.com]

Thank you! I wasn't especially thinking of Giles when I wrote this (it was more from Anya's perspective), but Giles' common sense came out the more I wrote. ♥

[agnes-bean.livejournal.com]

Oh, this is lovely. Love Giles in it especially. ♥

[spuffy-noelle.livejournal.com]

So happy you filled this prompt! I would've loved for this to have really happened in the show!!

[eilowyn.livejournal.com]

I know! Tabula Rasa was such a fun episode because it had Giles and Anya together and I can't believe how perfect for each other they were! He's a demonologist, she's a former demon, so imagine all they'd have in common (more than Xander and Anya, I think)!

[anviloverheaven.livejournal.com]

Just lovely :) Why couldn't this have happened for reals!!!

[eilowyn.livejournal.com]

In my mind Anya and Giles are now running a store in heaven and hooking up on the side!

[slaymesoftly.livejournal.com]

Awww. I love Giles/Anya. This was very sweet.

[athena3062.livejournal.com]

I love this! I have a soft spot for Giles and Anya and this was lovely.

[dampersnspoons.livejournal.com]

What a sweet interlude! I loved this line: She thought that was very kind of him, very thoughtful, as if he knew how much she disliked being parted from her money. So very Anya. :)

[il_mio_capitano]

This is so lovely. Giles/Anya are a damn cool couple.

[anr]

Lovely! :)

[gilescandy.livejournal.com]

This was so awesome. Beautifully written. G/A is one of my three favorite parings. (The others being G/Willow and G/Faith.) I just can't help thinking how any one of their lives would have turned out so much better if they had only fallen for the perfect man :) Thanks for this.