A/N: Thanks to everyone who's reviewed this story. I really appreciate it, and I just love seeing that people are actually reading it! Even if you haven't reviewed it, thanks for reading it. That means a lot to me. =)
I don't have any idea how I thought of the idea for this one. It was pretty random. Basically it takes all of the fanfiction themes and turned them into a little 50- to 100-word story.
Hope you enjoy it! Reviews are always appreciated.
Song: Falling for You by Colbie Caillat
Themed
Crime
They'd die for each other, they know. They have killed for each other, if you count monsters. But sometimes love can be a crime—it steals your heart like no other, and then it's gone forever. But it's okay, because they can't think of anyone they'd rather give their life to.
Humor
Sometimes he hates when she laughs at him. But no matter how much she laughs, and no matter who it's directed at, her laugh is like that of an angel. Even if it hurts him to be made fun of, that sound makes it all worthwhile. So when he trips and she chuckles, he gets up and does his best to make her do so again.
Tragedy
They're sitting on the couch together, watching Titanic, and they just can't understand. They can't understand why so many before them have wept at this story. It is sad, and they can't help but think of the other as the two in the movie are split by death, but they also remember their own losses. And they know—they've seen more tragedy than any movie can show. They can only hope they will not be torn apart by such rough hands. Death can't stop them.
Fantasy
She dreams of him one night. They're flying high—and she feels the wings of their pegasi beating beneath them. Wind rushes through their hair, and she smiles at his serene face. When he wakes her up, shifting in the bed, she looks down at her left hand, at the glittering ring. He is warm against her, and she remembers. She remembers that sometimes, life is better than the fantasy of dream land.
Drama
They're fighting, and she's yelling louder than she ever has. He knows her anger well, but he is still scared. He's never seen a brighter fire in her eyes. She is the most beautiful thing in his world. But sometimes, she is the most frightening thing he's ever seen. And he's faced Kronos himself.
Mystery
His emerald eyes are clouded in thought. She looks at him—he who stares off into space, he who dreams, he who knows, he who is oblivious. He who is hers. Though he is a Seaweed Brain, sometimes he is still a mystery to her. She thinks maybe, just maybe, he always will be.
Friendship
They've been through about a million too many things together. It's pulled them apart and dragged them together. They're tired, and they're worn-out. But despite the pain, they've somehow found the time to fall for each other. And now they're more than friends—they're a couple. But, much the same, they're more than a couple—they're best friends.
Sci-Fi
She looks like she's going to cry when Vulcan is destroyed. He looks over at her when the characters on screen are kissing. She grips his hand during the action scenes, even though she's seen worse. And those were real-life. He is a bit jealous of the intelligent characters because he knows he can never be that smart. But even though she deserves someone with some intellect, she prefers someone with heart. She comments on Spock's eyebrows afterwards, and he wonders if he could pull the look off. Later on, she runs her delicate fingers along his brow, and he decides that maybe she's as happy with him as he is with her.
Adventure
They never know where they're going. When the world grows dim, she searches in the dark for his hand, and she takes it. Because when they're together, no matter how dark and dismal the world has become, everything seems a little brighter.
Spiritual
Christmas is supposed to be a day of celebrating the birth of someone greater than one could ever be. And gifts. Of course. Though they've both given up on believing in Santa, and they've never really gone to church on the day, they celebrate with much fervor. And though they love the boxes under the tree, snuggling up on the couch to the familiar lines of A Christmas Story is the best gift they could hope for.
Romance
They're at Montauk, and candles are lit all around them. He decides against putting cheesy music on. She looks beautiful, and his breath catches in his throat when he sees her. His hair is unruly as usual, but to her, he's the sweetest sight in the world. After a walk on the beach, they settle on the couch. Sand covers their feet, no matter how they try to shake it off. Their lips meet, and she can feel him smiling into the kiss. When they pull apart, she looks into his deep green eyes. He smiles sweetly, then says, "Want to play Monopoly?" She grins mischievously. He says he won't rest until he wins. They're up all night.
Angst
She tells him she loves him. And he freaks. He freaks because he doesn't want her to love him. If she loves him, that means he could hurt her. He knows he's an idiot, and he's not ready to have that much responsibility. But it hurts more than anything he's ever felt before. He freaks because he loves her, too.
Supernatural
They both know that ghosts exist. They've seen them for themselves. And they're pretty scary—it's scary because they know that the ghosts used to be people. People like them. They can only hope that ghosts can remember. Because they can't bear the thought of forgetting each other.
Hurt/Comfort
"Did you ever think that maybe it's because I love you?" he says. His voice is suddenly quiet. She's taken aback. She's screamed at him so many times, but this time it's different. He's standing there, wanting her to understand the fact that he actually wants to go to college. It hurts him to see her there, not believing in him. She asks him why he suddenly has the urge to apply. And he bursts. He tells her why. And she says, "Oh." And suddenly, college is the best place in the world. Because they're both there. Together.
Suspense
She doesn't know what's happening, but she waits. And it takes him forever. She hates not knowing. Sometimes waiting is worse torture than any she's ever experienced before. But much later, he comes home. And he's smiling. She asks where he's been. He answers not in words, but in gesture. He gets down on one knee. She's tackling him before he can even get the words out. "Yes," she says.
Family
Their family has always been complicated. It's one of the many annoyances that come with being children of the gods. But suddenly, it's just so much more complicated. Because she's home, and they're staring into the fire and snuggling on the couch, and suddenly she knows she has to say it. So she tells him, and for a moment his face is blank, and he's blinking harder than necessary. When he's clarified exactly what she means, his face brakes into his goofy, lopsided grin. He's happier than he's ever been before, and he's kissing her and telling her just that. And she's glad she's told him. Because even if he doesn't look like a father, and she doesn't look like a mother, they love each other. And that's enough.