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[yakalskovich]

I'll accept FicFriday prompts here as well as on twitter, and will go with an overall theme of 'comfort or togetherness' that ceitfianna suggested.

Also, as for emergency cute, have a Masha:



And the Nazgul's 'punk', freshly bathed.

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[bjornwilde]

Cute dog and bird!

Teja - mulled wine
Urquhart - dog bed
Margolotta - Family ties
Tower - Smile

[yakalskovich]

It is a chilly day, so Teja is grateful for the cup of hot, mulled wine Thady the rat serves up unasked, and wraps his cold, pale fingers around the rough clay.

[yakalskovich]

The dog knows to stay in his place and not stray in an unseemly manner. It helps that his place is, depending on where Urquhart is and what he is doing: in a nook by the fireplace in Urquhart's room, on the sofa in the bar spread over Urquhart's feet, or on the lawn in the garden, lying in the warm sunlight while Urquhart works.

[yakalskovich]

Some vampires do the family thing, endlessly feuding with or clinging to their blood relatives. That was never Margolotta's way. She picks familiar minds for her family, even if those minds may belong, say, to an orc.

[yakalskovich]

She is always serious and silent; but Tower gives a bright smile to his deadly little friend before they saunter out, somewhere into history, to visit mayhem upon those who had it coming. Her answering smile hides in the way she moves faster as the door closes behind them.

[ladyoflorien]

So very late today, but if you are keen, here are a few prompts:

Teja - a place where his spirit could be free
Urq - the unlikeliest of partners
Poins - his first 'I love you'

And a free-for-all:

Warmth
Tulips
Mischief


/resists urge to ask for more lederhosen fic ;)

[bjornwilde]

/enables lederhosen fic

[yakalskovich]

You have seen my longer Avengers fic Bag Of Cats which the lederhosen ficlet is only a spin-off of? Which is basically where my personal version of Loki-turned-female has developed from?

[yakalskovich]

Teja called this place 'home' now, as he had not done with any place while he was yet alive. And while he was bound to this place, it gave him a freedom that all his former rootlessness had never afforded him, choices and chances that he had not been allowed to take in his life. And while he stayed in this one place, his spirit was finally allowed to roam freely.

[yakalskovich]

Urquhart had his bolt cocked already, to kill the woman serving the drinks in the bath-house before taking out her lord, the target of this commission. But when she saw him, a mere eye's blink before he'd shoot, she shook her head, and deftly grabbed her master by his hair. Urquhart moved in, a dark shadow, and slit the man's throat. "None of us will give you away," she whispered as the dark blood swirled into the bathwater. "We will light candles for your soul as long as we live because he will never use his ius primae noctis on our young daughters again." And she offered him the drink that she hadn't even dropped.

[yakalskovich]

He was but little when the old dog died,
That had been with his father all the days
Of his young life that little Ned remembered;
He did not have his latin, knew no great laments
For faithful service rendered through a lifetime
Of wary nose, and quickly darting eyes.
He sat with her upon the kitchen flagstones,
Until her breath would still, stroking her coat,
And whispering to her 'I love you', so she'd know
Her masters would not let her go alone:
Faith yet repaid with faith, and all things in their place.-

There, Gabby, all your bonuses rolled in one...

[yakalskovich]

The sun came out a bit later that morning, and it grew warm quite quickly under the glass roof. Tony, however, didn't close them, as if not wanting to deprive the city pigeons of the spectacular view of the well-shagged and currently female Norse deity in his bed.

Breakfast arrived discreetly downstairs, and Tony brought up a tray, with coffee and orange juice and a small vase of purple tulips. Loki languidly turned around and sat up to inhale all the orange juice. "What else would you like to do today?" Tony asked. "Unless you need to, you know, once more steal something everybody would totally give you if only you asked, just to be contrary, the way you do?"

"No?" she said, sweetly innocent in a way only people that aren't ever are. "Don't we have a conference to attend on some truly advanced magic, or technology, that you paid for with a small fortune that to all but you would be a great fortune indeed?" Tony shrugged, wondering what she might still want with it. "You really want to go there? I mean, since when are you doing what they're making you do? That's not like you, is it?" Loki took a mug of coffee and sipped, smiling over it. She hadn't reapplied her lipstick this time, and looked much more Loki-like without it. It was disconcerting in a way Tony found unexpectedly hot. "Didn't I hear your friend Bruce is there?" she finally said. "And Erik Selvig who used to work with the tesseract? I might have some questions for them. Honest, serious questions." Tony raised his eyebrows. "And if they don't feel up to answering them, under the circumstances, it might still be amusing to see them flail."

Re: There, Gabby, all your bonuses rolled in one...

[ladyoflorien]

Teja's is really lovely. Urq's is shocking and visceral in a very moving way; I love your use of color and quick verbs. Poins genuinely made me tear up. I read it twice! Augh, that one is very much my favorite. My heart! D:

Tony and Loki is strangely sweet! Two characters I'd never attribute that word to, and yet this fic just makes me smile a lot. Loki's final words are perfect.

Thank you! ♥

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[yakalskovich]

Thank you!

One day, I will finally write that monologue of Ned Poins at King Henry V.'s tomb in Westminster Abbey that I have been occasionally mulling for a while...