temptin' you to defy it (prompts post)

[harborshore]

Tonight, I have rewritten the introduction to my thesis so that it accurately reflects what it is about (and in the process, things became very clear in my head in a beautifully structured way). I might be feeling fairly pleased with myself at the moment.

Now, though, I am drinking beer, working on old ficlet prompts and contemplating stories, the kinds I like to tell. So if you're around and feel like it, give me two characters, a pairing or a friendship, some kind of 'first' or realization, and a setting. Bonus points for rare pairings, weird inclusions of magic, wacky AUs or crossovers, etc. I will do five or six or so. ♥

(And yes, I realize the fic I just posted also fits this. I did say the kinds of stories I like to tell. *grins*)

Fandoms/bands: The Like, PATD, The Young Veins (but probably not the new members, they're named Andy and Nick and--Nick? right?), FOB, BTVS, Veronica Mars, DCU, potentially something else that I have forgotten.

Comments

[kyasuriin.livejournal.com]

let's go with Ryan Ross and the one where's he's a potion maker's apprentice. I'm curious to know what kinds of people come into his shop and what they ask him to make :) (whatever 'verse/pairings you want. I just want Ryan being good with his hands...phwoar)

[kyasuriin.livejournal.com]

oh and congrats on the thesis progress! You must be feelin' good :D

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

I am indeed pleased! Of course, I also have three measly days to put together a complete draft so that my advisor and my darling friend can read it and give me feedback in time to make changes before the final due date--but I am pleased with this progress. *nods*

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

"I need a love spell," the girl says, peering at him from under her cap.

"A love spell," Ryan says. "Really? I mean, have you considered--"

"I just want to be able to say no to her and have it mean as much as when she said no to me," the girl says, eyes dark. She sounds really bitter, and Ryan doesn't quite know how to help.

"That seems pretty vindictive," he says carefully.

"Yeah, well, if you've spent months and months saying yes, over and over, and you just want to--" she bites her lip and stops talking. She doesn't have tears in her eyes, not quite, but Ryan hands her a tissue all the same. Just in case, like.

"I get you," Ryan says. "I just don't think, look, wouldn't it be better revenge if you were happy and you didn't need her?"

"I don't think you have a potion for that," the girl says.

And no, he doesn't, not exactly. But. "What do you like," he says. "I mean, apart from this girl?"

"Against my better judgment, etcetera," she says, and then appears to think about it. "I like dragons," she says then, "dragons and castles in the sky and things that are too beautiful to be true."

Ryan takes a moment to breathe (her tiny smile when she mentioned dragons was pretty much the best thing he's seen all week), and then says, "Look, that I think I can do."

--

Her laughter, Z's laughter, when she watches the cavorting dragons that rose out of carefully poured powders on the floor of Ryan's work room, is the best kind of music. Ryan watches her and aches, and vows silently that he's going to keep making her laugh for as long as she'll let him.

[kyasuriin.livejournal.com]

Oh this is so lovely. Z isn't the only one Ryan has made smile! *beams*