Icarus falling has been a warning against hubris for ages, but what if it wasn’t Icarus’ narcissism we should have been warned about, what i
Looking for an Icarus retelling where baby boy isn't a warning against hubris but a promise of freedom?
Here go (short story).
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Icarus, Falling
Chapters 3/? Rating: M Relationships: Dean/Cas, Cas/Meg, Dean/Lisa
Major tags: High School AU, Drug Addiction, Closeted Dean, Cancer, Underage Drinking, Recreational Drug Use, Mild Dub Con, Friends to Enemies, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Angst (dean and cas used to be best friends now they hate each other)
Summary:
On paper, Dean Winchester has the ideal life. Nice house, nice family, cheerleader girlfriend, and the new senior status of being quarterback of his high school football team. He seems to have it made. Meanwhile, Castiel is stuck living with his alcoholic aunt at the Pine Ridge Trailer Park Community, grappling with his own steadily dependent drug addiction to cover up wounds that should have been long since healed.
Swiftly, Dean’s picture-perfect life starts to crumble when his mother’s illness takes a turn for the worst and he realizes he has nobody he can turn to within his performative group of friends. And soon, Castiel finds himself questioning everything he’d come to know about the boy he’d grown to hate when it seems that he’s just the ‘nobody’ Dean’s been looking for.
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Icarus 67
“When you died,” he said, using his thumb to brush a tear from Icarus’ eye, “I died too. I died, and I would still be dead but for this moment.”
I fucking love this. I fucking love the story of Icarus.
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Icarus Falling (Infinity War AU)
Zemo said nothing.
T'Challa didn't seem fazed by Zemo's lack of response. “You were a Colonel, leading EKO Scorpion. You made a plan that tore the Avengers apart. You may not be a good man, but you are a clever one, so I ask you; will you help me defeat Thanos' plan?”
Eddie raised an eyebrow, surprised and impressed. Surprised that T'Challa would ask such a thing, impressed at how he asked. If he had requested that Zemo aid the Avengers, there was only one answer he would have gotten, but instead he played on the obligation Zemo clearly felt to him. ~Remind me never to play chess with T'Challa.~ ~Why would we play games with him?~ Venom sounded confused.
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Clint turned slightly to look at her. “You good?”
Natasha nodded. “You?”
“Yeah.”
A silence followed, as close to awkward as it could ever get between them, and Clint broke. As always. “I gotta ask.” He saw her tense up. “I just need to know what I did. That's all.”
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Loki looked at him with too much interest in his green eyes and even smiled a little. “You keep surprising me, Tony Stark.”
“Is that a good thing?” Loki didn't reply, but his smile turned dangerous. That smile did things to Tony’s naughty bits. “I have to call Rhodey. Check if Banner has gotten back to me.”
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Peter paused in his chewing and stared at his reflection. “You think I'm getting fat?”
Saal knew he was still hearing the echoes of Rocket's jab at him being one sandwich away from being fat during their last argument on board the Milano. “No.” He turned another page and kept reading. “But you'd be pretty either way.” For a guy who was extremely full of himself, Peter Quill managed somehow to have severe self-esteem issues as well. One of the many paradoxes which existed inside him.
They were an odd couple, Wong concluded. Saal was quiet, well-mannered, clearly sensitive about the scars on the side of his face and neck, but likable. Everything about him screamed military. Then there was Peter Quill; loud, messy and not any help at all. Odd couple.
A loud crash was suddenly heard out in the hallway.
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From my fic: Icarus Falling, on AO3!
Day 1 of Nanowrimo: gave it up in disgust after 600 words of pure drivel.
The problem is that I've been listening to Georgette Heyer's regency romances this week. 3 of them, in fact. Which is all well and good but the style doesn't work at all for my sci-fi / fantasy novel XD
...Celia brushed back her unruly brown curls with a troubled expression. “Well, yes, I suppose we have. Only… only I’m not sure it’s anything more than a flirtation for him. He’s been disappearing into the city at night, lately, and I don’t quite know…” She trailed off, biting her lip. Icarus bit back her immediate response, knowing full well that it wouldn’t help. The only way to allay Celia’s sudden fears would be to remind her of how Marcus was always attentive to her and, in Icarus’ opinion, rather too fond of her....
yeah, no. I'll try again tomorrow after hopefully getting Georgette Heyer's voice out of my head XD
*Laughs nervously* I know its been forever sense I posted here. But I just finished working on this, and I was pretty proud of it. Its me as an android from Detroit:Become Human (I know,, I’m trash XD). Even though I don’t have purple hair anymore... details.
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