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I refuse to let my Live Journal die! Refuse!

To whit, I propose that after an awful terrible horrible no good Friday, and my Twitter account getting hacked and then after resetting my password all my tweets disappearing (as if I've cared so very much about Twitter in like 3 years or something, but anyway...) I propose that perhaps I do some writing this weekend!

Which is where I need a little push. Seriously, I've had half a dozen fabulous ideas in the past half a dozen months from movies or TV shows...but the ideas, they fly away when you don't feed them (how dare they!)...so prompt me! be creative, inventive, challenging, off-the-wall, talk to me about why Steve Rogers is essential and Selina Kyle is amazing, or just talk to me...let's float some boats around here!

Date: 2012-11-03 03:30 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] izzyfics.livejournal.com
Hey, Cate! I've missed you around these here parts.

I could go for some Steve Rogers and Selina Kyle. How bout together?? That would be kickass.

Date: 2012-11-04 04:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] urbancate.livejournal.com
i don't have a heart you can break

"I loved him, and he died. He died saving the world."

- - -

When the world begins to bleed - the skin of the known universe cracking like bloody knuckles, messy - or parting like skin under a scalpel, clean and frightening -

When anyone who cares or dares to look can see beyond the surface -

Selina Kyle is the first to slip through a fissure in the world and land in the other.

- - -

The same, really. But so different. Brighter, maybe. And she's incredibly out of place, but that's a fact that belongs to her soul and not her location.

She runs her fingers against brick and steel, walking these busy sidewalks, watching these people and their blithe disregard for impending doom. "This will do nicely," she says to no one.

- - -

She only assumes it is the work of someone in her own world that has sent parallel lanes of existence swerving in on each other, chipping away small pieces, carving out a path for something else.

She knows she can survive, because she's done that already hasn't she. Survived the metaphorical collapse of the best world she knew. What's a little literal destruction on top of it?

A pearl necklace and a black suit in her bag - she has everything she needs. It's time for The Cat to make her mark again.

- - -

It doesn't take long to identify the most tempting target in her new home - rich, egomaniacal, a superhero in the open; the flipside of a coin she might think of as Bruce - and she always did love crashing parties.

- - -

"Any attempts to open the safe will be unsuccessful," a man with an incredibly uptight British accent announces.

"Says who?" She turns to find she is still alone in the room. An intercom? But not Stark, who is American and whose voice she would recognize because he is perpetually on the evening news.

"It is a Stark design." As if that explained everything.

"Who are you?"

"How rude of me. As I have been tracking your movements since you arrived at Stark Tower, I ought to introduce myself - I am J-"

"That's Jarvis," says a shadow from the doorway. Still not Stark, but now she's not alone, and getting out of here just became a whole lot trickier.

"How nice for him. And you are?"

"Steve. And I wouldn't try anything if I were you."

"Like what." Her back is up, she'll give him that. He's blocking the doorway and without a window to go through, she'll have to go through him - and he looks big, even as the details remain nebulous in the dark. But what the hell, she figures.

She's a blur of motion, the killer heel of one her boots heading straight for his neck...except she connects with only air, and when she tries to correct all that forward motion out of an unceremonious splat she is yanked out of trajectory by what seems to be a single hand.

The lights come on as she hits the floor and the man named Steve frowns at her while his right hand presses on her sternum.

"Now, now, don't get up on my account." Stark, finally. "Well, help the lady up, Steve."

"What kind of freak show are you running here," she rolls her to feet, realizing she's more nervous than she's been in a long long while - something is not right.

"Freak show? We take exception, I think. But then you can probably be excused some...misperceptions. Given that you are from an alternate universe."

- - -

Date: 2012-11-04 04:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] urbancate.livejournal.com
"What, are you going to send me back?"


And just like that she's becomes not a thief and not an enemy...something else, something she never expected again.

Because Stark absolutely expects that she will want to help. He doesn't ask, he doesn't try appealing to her morality, he just proceeds on the assumption that thwarting the destruction of two universes is something she wants a hand in, should have a hand in.

- - -

Stark is easy; she understands Stark and his ego and his elaborate motivations. And the rest of them, too - they're easy to read, but not simple or stupid, even though she wonders at their incredible naivete. It's Rogers - Steve - the one who appears to be the simplest of them all, who sticks in her gut and makes her nervous.

"You shouldn't trust me," she says to Steve, some hours later, on the stoop of her building, pre-dawn light offering the illusion they've been out all night on a date of all things.

"I don't necessarily."


"But Tony trusts your sense of self-preservation, and I trust his judgement."

"Can I go in now before all the nobility smothers me."

"What was so bad - there - to make you come here?"

"Nothing left worth stealing."

- - -

She refuses to play house with everyone else. And so a ritual is born; Steve walks her home at whatever ungodly hour Stark sends everyone away so he can think and they can sleep.

- - -

"I'm not helping at all. I don't have any information and I'm not a genius. Why are we still playing this game."

"Even Natasha likes you. You're in now whether you like it or not."

"And you?"

"Do I like you?"

"What, are we twelve years old?"

- - -

He's leaning in, and oh she wants it, but she's terrified, too. Enough to take a step back. "I don't date heroes, Steve."

"What happened to you?" His ability to read her, his compassion for the broken things inside her will surely be the death of her.

"I could ask the same thing."

"Time," he says after a long pause. "Time passed me by and all my friends and everyone I loved died."

"You have friends now."

"I do. And it helps. You might want to try it."

- - -

"I'm no good at this," she whispers against his shoulder, his bare skin.

"Hate to disagree, but I'd say you're pretty damn good at it."

"Seriously, Steve."

"Seriously, Selina."

"I am being serious."

"I know. So tell me."

"His name was Bruce."

Date: 2012-11-04 08:38 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] izzyfics.livejournal.com
Oh God, this was gorgeous and beautifully conceived. I really love how you write--the things you leave out that aren't really necessary, but part of the story all the same.

And of course she would try to rob Tony Stark. :)

Date: 2012-11-04 09:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] urbancate.livejournal.com
Thank you! It felt to good write something, particularly something so unexpected - I would never have thought to pair these two, so thanks for the prompt - I had to find a way to make DC and Marvel collide.

And OF COURSE she tries to rob Tony Stark.

Date: 2012-11-05 11:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hiddencait.livejournal.com
Oh man this came out gorgeous my dear! So totally not a pairing I would have considered but I definitely think it works the way you brought them together!

Date: 2012-11-03 01:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hiddencait.livejournal.com
Ooo hmmm how about John and Sam stranded on a boat/life raft in the ocean somewhere?

Date: 2012-11-04 09:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] urbancate.livejournal.com
I have ~ideas~ about this, but I haven't picked one just yet. I'm thinking this will make a fabulous Monday work-day distraction.

Date: 2012-11-05 11:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hiddencait.livejournal.com
I am totally ok with that! lol

Date: 2012-11-03 06:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] seren-ccd.livejournal.com

Oh, Karl. Karl in any form. Karl in the rain. Karl listening to the radio. Karl putting the moves on someone. Karl getting dressed. Karl getting UNdressed. I leave it up to you. :D

Date: 2012-11-04 06:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redbrunja.livejournal.com
talk to me about why Steve Rogers is essential

You know, a lot of people talk about Steve Roger's shoulders and his ass and his face - ALL VALID - but I just have to mention.. he's got amazing hair, too.

Forgive me if this is a super-obvious question, but what's you're favorite Steve Roger's pairing? And do you have any bits of fanon for him that are different from what other people tend to write?

Date: 2012-11-04 09:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] urbancate.livejournal.com

He is not a virgin. Why does everyone equate being a gentleman and keeping his and Peggy's goings on private with "hurr hurr, Captain America is a virgin."

He is not naive, sheltered, or ignorant (in either sense of the word). Dude spent a few years tooling around World War II with the Funny Hat Brigade and has anyone every witnessed a bunch of soldiers sitting around in a warzone not swearing and telling stories and being total dudes? Also, he was a leader in that war. He made decisions about men's lives. Anyone who thinks (Tony in first half of Avengers, I'm looking at you) that Cap is just a spangly suit is not seeing the man who wears the suit.

I love Steve Rogers. I love the Captain America that Steve Rogers is that Chris Evans has made. Why is Steve Rogers essential? He's the Marvel Universe answer to DC's Superman (Superman Returns is one of my favorite movies; I am very very afraid of Man of Steel), who I love - for the same reasons. They both have clarity of purpose and morality and the good hearts to back those up. They each have stories full of pain and loss and a pathos that they carry with them, but they are not the angsty superheroes that are the norm. Superman is not Batman, and that is good. Captain America is not Iron Man, and that is good. I love Batman and Iron Man, too. But Steve Rogers/Captain America and Clark Kent/Superman have these special places in my heart.

As for pairings/ships, my general view is that if it's written well enough I will buy into it. So, I've read really great Steve/Tony, Steve/Natasha, Steve/Darcy. Steve/Tony is really popular, but when poorly executed I have real problems with retconning Tony and Pepper's relationship out of existence - same thing that happened to Uhura in a lot of Kirk/Spock fic; it just galls me that a medium written largely by and for women consistently has a problem with being incredibly anti-female. So I mostly write het, go figure. And I really think my favorite Steve pairing is with Natasha. That moment in the movie when she launches off his shield, there's a look he gives her, the look of "I really dig strong, smart women."

More than you asked for surely. Sorry for the ranting. (It's Sunday afternoon, and there is already wine.) :-)

Date: 2012-11-10 09:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redbrunja.livejournal.com
First of all, there is no such thing as tl;dr with regards to Steve Rogers. I'm tempted to reply to this in multiple comments to justify all the Steve Rogers icons I have.

He is not a virgin. Why does everyone equate being a gentleman and keeping his and Peggy's goings on private with "hurr hurr, Captain America is a virgin."

Oh, trust me, I feel your pain.

It’s like, I understand why so many people right Steve as a virgin when he hits the future because it does make a lot of sense. (For various reasons, I could see Peggy and Steve never getting to that point.) HOWEVER. 1940’s? Not as sexually repressed as fandom imagined. PLUS Steve was, as you say, IN THE ARMY. More significantly, HE WAS FRIENDS WITH BUCKY BARNES. Like, he has SOME idea about the sex stuff.

Personally, I have it in my head that Steve and Peggy had sex both because Peggy deserved to have tapped that, at least once, and secondly, because I get SO TIRED of the same old ‘Steve’s first time’ sex scenes. Like, once I hit three, I was like, okay, I’m done, that’s enough of that.

It doesn’t help that I just do not find first-time fics as sexy as everyone else. I want to see people who know what they’re doing (physically, at least.) Nothing sexier than competency, in my mind.

Anyone who thinks (Tony in first half of Avengers, I'm looking at you) that Cap is just a spangly suit is not seeing the man who wears the suit.

True! And it's believable for several reasons that Tony WOULDN'T see who Cap really is, right off the bat.

Why is Steve Rogers essential? He's the Marvel Universe answer to DC's Superman (Superman Returns is one of my favorite movies; I am very very afraid of Man of Steel)

Me too. I heard the rationale for Man of Steel was 'let's do Superman like Nolan's Batman movies!' which is just... fail on so many levels and I think shows a tragic misunderstand about the mythos that Superman exists in.

but when poorly executed I have real problems with retconning Tony and Pepper's relationship out of existence

I am touchy about this trend in general but I am ESPECIALLY bothered by people doing that to Pepper. PEPPER POTTS IS THE BEST. SHE'S THE ONE THING HE CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT, SHE'S HIS BOMBS-ARE-GOING-OFF PHONE CALL. *hem* I have a lot passionate Tony/Pepper feelings. CLEARLY.

More than you asked for surely. Sorry for the ranting. (It's Sunday afternoon, and there is already wine.) :-)

I love getting more than I expected, comment-wise!


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