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anythingbutgrey) wrote2010-11-23 02:27 pm
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HARRY POTTER NON-CANON SHIPS COMMENT FICATHON

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Harry Potter Non-Canon Ships Comment Ficathon
THE RULES ARE THUS:
1. WHAT MAKES A NON-CANON SHIP? Anything that is not at least one-sided in the books. This means that Snape/Lily is canon, even if she may (or may not) have ever reciprocated. Bellatrix/Voldemort is canon. Lavendar/Ron is canon. Obviously everyone who's married and/or dates is canon. OBHWF is canon, Harry/Cho is canon. Ships that are not stated as fact in the books are not canon. That means UC ships are good, slash is good, femslash is good. For our purposes, we are not counting JKR's interviews as canon. That means that if you wanted to prompt, say, who knows, Hannah/Neville, you could, because it's not in the text itself.
2. You leave a comment with a pairing and a prompt. You respond to prompts that you like. Your prompt must pertain to a non-canon ship. You may specify a character within that ship if you want the fic written from that characters perspective. You may also specify a timeline if you'd like, or if you want it to take place in the movie!verse.
3. When writing fic, put in your title SHIP - TITLE OF FIC (rating optional). This will help us archive if we later archive things. I don't have time to archive anything right now, but if someone wants to volunteer, we can make that happen.
4. LEAVE FEEDBACK. Comments are the lifeblood of the internet.
5. NO WANK. I'll delete your ass. And we're dealing with ships and I am deletion happy, so watch yourself.
6. There will be spoilers for the movie all over this post, I am sure. You have been warned.
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One Night
By day, she has purpose, a mission, and being overlooked is a blessing. She loves that she can go as she is, radish earrings and bottlecap necklace and all, and still blend into the background. Is that acceptance or tolerance? She's not sure which is true (or which is worse).
By day, she is a friend. There with warm smiles and pearls of wisdom wrapped in riddles covered in conundrums. Her touch is welcome, it is healing, and she takes it in from them and buries it somewhere deep inside. In the daylight, she comforts and soothes away other's pain while her own festers below the skin (see what an actress she's become?).
At night, there are shadows, but no cover. When the moon is out, when the world is dark, he traces the scars along her back with a single finger. Lazily, focused, slowly, rushed, softly, and roughly-his touch changes with every curve he skims. He traces and traces, until they are done. He asks as he goes, where this one came from, who held the blade for this one. After, he follows his finger with his lips, chapped and cracked flesh that feels like healing balm on her marred flesh.
When he takes her, it's mind-numbingly beautiful, heart-breakingly fulfilling, and always from behind. He's a giant, covers her tiny frame with his much larger one. He pushes in and out, hands running up along her sides and over her breasts with fierce determination. She moans for him, keens loud and long from somewhere deep in her throat. She makes so much noise, sounds that would shock the others with their vehemence, with their volume.
One night, he swears, they'll do this face-to-face. She covers her chest with the blanket, hugs it obsessively, hiding the true battle wounds from his sight.
One night, he swears.
Never, she replies.
Re: One Night
One night, he swears.
Never, she replies.
;_;
I can't even.
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This is so....
I love you <3
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