This actually looks really fun and a good way to write things you might not usually, so I snagged it from
Fading_spark.
Comment with a pairing and prompt and I will give you one line of fic.Please make sure I know the pairing/characters/fandom and like them, even if only a teeny bit. If you are unsure post the prompt anyway and I will tell you if I don't have
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As they sat laughing in the bright summer sun, the grass bright and lush around them, she wondered how she could have had the luck to meet someone as lovely as him.
He sat with a newspaper open on the crossword page, pen tucked in the corner of his mouth as he nibbled it thoughtfully.
"Won't move from urban area. Four letters" He asks her and she giggles.
"Sometimes I think you only want me for my mind."
He smiles darkly, if only she knew.
Broken Illusions
As the first droplet of blood meanders down her face the illusion is finally broken. Sylar is not a charming, interesting lover but in fact a cold ruthless killer. She can't help thinking all of this could have been avoided had she just taken him home to meet daddy like her dad had wanted her to. Of all the broken illusions in her life; the fall of her father from protector to villain and his rise back up, the image of Nathan that had been shattered when she met him - pussy whipped by his own mother!-, this one would be the last, most painful.
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I don't think that last one makes much sense.
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Awwww, poor Claire in "Broken Illusions". She should've taken him home to daddy - Noah would've known better! I love how you entwined the shattered perceptions she's dealt with with her fathers lately into the story, very nicely done and surprisingly subtle in a way. Wonderful job.
Thanks so much for writing these hon, they're just perfect. Good Claire/Sylar is oh-so-hard to find. :p I love these. You're the best!
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Noah would have fucked his shit up good! Lol.
I'm glad you liked it. It was kinda fun playing with Claire/Sylar...bless them.
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