storytelling

His Master liked to say that Vader was born in fire on Mustafar. But Ekkreth was born in the desert.

Like most Republic citizens, the Naberries have never spent much time thinking about the Jedi. But that changes with the birth of their daughter Ilaré. (Or, the AU where the third Naberrie daughter is a Jedi, Padmé offers Naboo as a sanctuary for runaway slaves, Shmi is a conductor on the Tatooine freedom trail, and Anakin jump starts a reformation. Or maybe a heresy. It all depends on your point of view.)

‘Oh good, more excellent ideas from Thor,’ Loki sighs with a total and complete lack of enthusiasm. ‘Can’t I just push Heimdall down the stairs or something?’ ‘How is that a good deed?’ Thor asks, bewildered. ‘It would give everyone a good laugh,’ Loki says, the corner of his mouth twitching. ‘I’m laughing on the inside just picturing it.’ --- In which Loki is roped into cleaning up his act to reassure the people that he isn't planning on betraying them (again), while Thor spends far too much time explaining that no, they aren’t sleeping together.

“XF-53,” he said, “will your programming permit me to tell you a story?” “There is no prohibition against that. A story cannot do damage.” “Is that what he thinks? Good.” (Or, what Anakin was up to during those four hours between meeting the Grandmother and finally contacting Palpatine in Shape-Changer.)

This is the story of how Depur stole the moon from the sky, and how Ekkreth the Trickster stole it back thrice over. (But that's no moon...)

Lady Elen, wife of Crach an Craite of Skellige, welcomes a group of Witchers to her husband's lands. A few months later, Cormac of the Griffins has a really interesting story to tell Geralt and his council...and then Geralt has a story of his own to tell.

Jaskier asks Triss about the creation of the testing potion and what happened to the Schools' mages. It's not a pretty story.

Zuko doesn’t know how long he’s been in Ba Sing Se.“Fight,” they say, and he fights.“Eat,” they say, and he eats.“Jump,” they say, and he asks: “How high?” Some days, he just cries.

When humans attack Yoongi's pack, he only escapes with his life into an unforgiving wilderness. Injured and scared, he runs into the one thing he was hoping to avoid: another wolf pack. But the wolves aren't what he expects and he's welcomed into their pack with open arms. Despite his initial misgivings, Yoongi falls hard, for his packmates, their way of life, and the handsome young alpha who leads them.

Before the Prophecy of the Seven came to pass and their personalities went haywire, sometimes the Greek gods and goddess would take a few moments to act like normal parents. When the Romans aboard the Argo II figure this out, it causes the world's strangest culture clash. Or, how Aphrodite likes to shop, Poseidon knocks, Athena can be overprotective, Hephaestus spams his kids, and Persephone deserves an award.

The story they hear is that of FN-2187. He's a defector – a traitor to the First Order. He's not the first, nor will he be the last, and the First Order expects to retrieve him and end him quickly. But that's not what happens. The only thing Stormtroopers own are stories.

The first rule of having an adventure is to know what story you’re in. The cover is always the loveliest part of the book, but then, you know what they say about covers.

Connie's excited: it's her thirteenth birthday and her dad is coming to visit! But does Doug know this new Connie, who has powers and stories and friends, or does he only remember the little girl she used to be?

Ed's tattoos have stories to tell. ---- “Now, close your eyes. Try not to think about anything.” Stede wonders what kind of game this is, exactly. Ed’s skin is warm as ever under his hand and it’s silly, but he fancies he can feel the small crosses and pin-prick stars as warmer still, heating up against his palm. The pulse in Ed’s thumb beats in time with the pulse in Stede’s wrist. Ed starts to hum. It’s a low rumble, gently swooping between deep tones; the design under Stede’s hand gets hotter and hotter. It feels red and sharp. Stede feels the vibration of Ed’s humming inside him as though it’s coming from his own chest. Stede’s eyes are closed but he sees—feels—knows the room around him is receding. The walls are rushing away. The gentle rocking isn’t the Revenge riding the ocean swell, but their bed floating amongst waves. He can smell a sharp sting of salt and feel a biting wind on his cheeks. Ed speaks, but the humming doesn’t stop. “Can you see it?” He can.

"Get through this with what’s left of your dignity intact and I’ll leave without protest." "And if I don’t?" The expression that came over Seishirou’s face then made Subaru shiver. "Well," said the man softly, voice heavy with underlying meaning. "I wouldn’t be leaving then, would I."

The Spine always appears so cool and in control, but there is something about blindness that takes the ever understanding automaton over the edge of panic. When he needs to have his photoreceptors upgraded and cleaned, his brothers must do everything they can to help him through it.

Based on the story and movie, "The Princess Bride". Takaba is home with a cold. Asami offers to entertain Takaba by writing a story with him, starring themselves as the main characters. This is the story they wrote-

“This is a story of one of mine own,” the Drowned God said.

The father he had never met had left him with a Breton name. Growing up in Dawnstar, his mother's people had bestowed the ignoble kenning of "Honey-Milk". His mother's friends among the Khajiit caravans outside the city called him ja'ahn kriniit, which in Ta'agra meant "laughing boy". But the caravan leader, Ri'yaan, had always called him ahzi' ja'ahn—"my boy"—and when he was young, it was this name he had loved best. (The story of a half-Nord boy growing up in Dawnstar, and his friendship with the Khajiit of the caravans.)

Becker has an introduction to the less pleasant aspects of child-rearing.

1991, Fort Douglas, Wisconsin. Something is snatching children from their beds, and the Winchesters are on the hunt. John doesn't come home one night, Dean is fed up with everything, and in the morning, Sam is gone. The only lead is the old woman in an old house who told Dean a story about the most wonderful, magical land and the way through the stars, and Dean think he's found pixie dust on the window sill. Dean makes a promise to find Sammy before Dad gets back, and if that means strong arming the boy who never grows up into taking him along, than that's exactly what he'll do. Second star to the right and straight on 'til morning is a terrible time for Dean to figure out that he hates flying.