Trick-or-treat meme

[serafina19]

Snagged from simply_steffv

In honor of All Hallow's Eve, I'm inviting trick-or-treaters to my 'door.' Comment "trick-or-treat" to this post and...well, you know the drill. Treats can be anything that strikes my fancy (drabbles, one sentence fics, icons, banners, wallies or a few words why I'm glad to have you on my flist, etc. etc.). The more "houses" to visit the more fun it'll be, so go ahead, open your journal and help spread the fun!

... that being said, I might not get to it until tomorrow, but I figured this would be fun, especially considering my Chlollieween-esque fic is nowhere near ready!  Happy Halloween everyone!

PS... 'treat's', if they are fics, won't likely be Halloween related.  For some reason I have no muse in that category aside from the massive WIP I'm working on.

Comments

[milen748.livejournal.com]

trick or treat! :)

Home

[serafina19.livejournal.com]

Opening the door to her new home, Chloe almost lost her breath. Sure, she had practically lived in Oliver's penthouse in Metropolis, but that was different because it was his. Now, now it was theirs, and part of that scared her.

How did this happen? The quick transition from I-don't-know to girlfriend to wife. Sure, the easy answer was a magic bottle of champagne, and their wedding had surprisingly been a relative non-event, but stepping off the jet, Chloe still felt normal. It wasn't until she placed her first step into the Star City penthouse that her reality really sunk in.

It was huge, and it looked like a catalogue, with the furniture seemingly in the right places, with just the right amount of knick knacks. Chloe wasn't so sure why the place intimidated her, maybe because she thought she didn't belong, maybe because it wasn't necessarily hers (or Oliver's for that matter) style, but it was enough to bring her nerves to the surface.

So when Oliver saw her stutter-step back, he began to remember how the place was decorated at a time when he didn't care about what went where, and at the time, it worked. But now, he had a wife to come home to, and he wanted it to be perfect, and this wasn't it.

However, Oliver knew one day that it would be, so he calmly stepped in front of Chloe and said, "Welcome home!"

That, combined with a single flash of his signature grin was enough for Chloe's worries seemed to fade. The possessions seemed to fade into the background, leaving only Oliver in her eyesight. After all, the possessions represented his old life, and starting now, they would begin a new life, together.

"Welcome home," she replied, seeing how his grin widened before she leaned up to kiss him.

~End~

It's not Halloween related I know... but it was the first thing I thought of. Hopefully you like it.

Re: Home

[milen748.livejournal.com]

well since your treat was not halloween related, here a costume for halloween I´m sure Oliver will love ;)

Re: Home

[milen748.livejournal.com]

oh and thanks!

[nienna87.livejournal.com]

Trick or Treat! :D

Masks

[serafina19.livejournal.com]

Halloween, masquerades, it isn’t the only time that masks are worn, especially in their lives. Everyone has a mask, sometimes it’s worn to hide a person’s struggle from the world, or it that hides who someone really is. Sometimes, that mask develops layers, builds into a persona, losing the person inside, forgetting a person’s own identity.

That was the stage where Chloe was, she just didn’t know it. Her mask had built walls, an armour to keep from people getting in, a painless prison where inside her emotions lay. She thought it was better that way, to rely on the job to get by, instead of getting hurt again.

But the target wasn’t the only thing pierced by firing the arrow that fateful night. Her walls, while thought to be impenetrable, had finally started to crack, and while it would take much more than one shot or gesture to bring them down, her mask would lift one day. She would love again, feel alive again, not because of a misguided mission, or an unrequited hope, but because her heart would allow her to, and this time, it wouldn't go unnoticed.


~End~

I'm so sorry I'm so late, but hopefully you like it.

Ceilings

[serafina19.livejournal.com]

We watch the sky from the side of the inner-state,
And recite favourite lines from the songs that play.

It almost seemed like the perfect ending to tie up the weekend. First Clark and Lois, then the proverbial opening of Pandora's box, not to mention the screaming banshee, yet they had gotten past that.

But once things seemed to be going right again, their car hit something on the road, killing the back right tire. And sure enough, no spare.

This was their current circumstance, stuck in the middle of nowhere, and they knew no platinum card could bring a tow truck any faster.

But oddly enough, they found themselves content, lying on the hood of the car, listening to the soft tones of the radio as the clouds went by. The whole point of the vacation was to get away from their hectic lives, but it wasn't until right now that they had found success doing that.

Maybe that was why they didn't call Clark or even Bart, because they could still hide their relationship if necessary. No, instead they enjoyed the moment, relishing the feeling of just taking a breath. In fact, neither of them had seemed to panic when their hands entwined together, or when Oliver lifted his arm to wrap around Chloe's body, or when she shuffled closer to him.

For these moments, time was theirs to enjoy, and current events or circumstances seem to fade as they relaxed in each other's company.


There are no ceilings where we are,
I could be anywhere as long as I'm with you

~End~

... This was supposed to be your b-day fic actually. It was nothing that I expected it to be, but fingers crossed it turned out.