Happy Tuesday - Monster Day
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Greetings Comment Fic Folks!
Today is Tuesday and I will be your pinch hitting host today!
I think Tuesday is a good day for Monsters, don't you?
So let's have them, werewolves, vampires, deformed creatures, boogie men, Frankensteins, or the more human variety, maybe even the imaginary kind...
Remember to format your prompts properly:
Supernatural, wee!Sam and wee!Dean, monsters in the closet
Leverage, Eliot, the monster inside
Crossover:
Buffy/Supernatural, Faith/Dean/Sam, things that go bump in the night
Remember the rules, and be kind to our codemonkeys--only three prompts per fandom, and only five prompts at a time. If one of them is filled, you can go ahead and post another.
And if you don't see anything that you like, you can always go through our Lonely Prompts.
Go forth and have a monstrously good time. (yeah, yeah...okay that one was uncalled for, I apologize) And Happy Tuesday y'all.
theme=monsters
Today is Tuesday and I will be your pinch hitting host today!
I think Tuesday is a good day for Monsters, don't you?
So let's have them, werewolves, vampires, deformed creatures, boogie men, Frankensteins, or the more human variety, maybe even the imaginary kind...
Remember to format your prompts properly:
Supernatural, wee!Sam and wee!Dean, monsters in the closet
Leverage, Eliot, the monster inside
Crossover:
Buffy/Supernatural, Faith/Dean/Sam, things that go bump in the night
Remember the rules, and be kind to our codemonkeys--only three prompts per fandom, and only five prompts at a time. If one of them is filled, you can go ahead and post another.
And if you don't see anything that you like, you can always go through our Lonely Prompts.
Go forth and have a monstrously good time. (yeah, yeah...okay that one was uncalled for, I apologize) And Happy Tuesday y'all.
theme=monsters
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Date: 2010-02-02 09:56 pm (UTC)Dean had rushed her with the knife. He had ended up smashed into the dirt with the force of one of her fists. She looked at him with curiosity then, but a grin spread across her face as she said, "Let me guess. A hunter."
Dean tried to get up but soon her body was on top of his, straddling his waist, her hands holding his wrists to the ground. "Come on now," she said, her teeth gleaming ominously as she smiled, "Wouldn't want to have to waste a fine piece of meat like yourself."
Dean writhed to get out of her grasp, sickened by the look of her, the eyes sharp with amusement and greed, designed to look like human lust. The look Meg gave, or Ruby. A cat playing with a bird.
He could see this wouldn't end well for him, but he growled at her, "You don't even know who you're dealing with. You're gonna die painful, you hell-bitch."
She narrowed her eyes and the pit of Dean's stomach went cold.
But she shrugged then and said, "You're not the first guy to try that line on me. But to be honest, I've heard better." As she released him, she reached her hand to give the side of his hip a quick slap as she said, "Next time, though, leave the vamp killing to the pros."
The second time Dean met Faith, it was for vamps again. She beat him to them... again.
This time, he stood back and watched her take care of the whole nest on her own, until one of the last vamps standing managed to get close to sneaking up on her while she was preoccupied with another kill. Dean shot him, which did nothing but distract him for a second, but it was enough for Faith to reach back and dispatch him before finishing off the rest.
She walked up to him and said, "I thought I told you-"
"I am a pro," he said, "And I wasn't interfering, I was just ... getting your attention."
She smirked. "Now why would you want my attention?"
He smiled. "How about a beer?"
She smiled back. "How about we skip the beer and get right to the part where you try to scream my name but realize you don't know it?"
Dean licked his lips, trying to stay calm. "Beer first?" he said, voice cracking.
She narrowed her eyes again, and Dean wondered maybe Bobby and Sam were right, maybe his dick really was going to get him killed.
But she smiled finally as she asked, "You were gonna slip holy water in my beer, huh?"
He grimaced but then nodded.
"Okay," she said, "But make it a whiskey. And I get to drink it off of anything I want."
He laughed in relief. "Who the hell are you?" he asked.
She laughed and answered, "I'm the thing that goes bump in the night that you're actually glad is there."
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Date: 2010-02-02 10:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-02-02 10:39 pm (UTC)Did I just say yum? Oh well.
Thanks!
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Date: 2010-02-03 01:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-02-02 10:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-02-02 10:38 pm (UTC)