Cinco de Mayo: Party Time
May. 5th, 2010 03:26 amHi everyone! I’m chibifukurou and I’m still here enabling your comment_fic addiction this week.
Today’s theme is Party/Celebration. Today all the prompts get to be about goin’ out and havin’ a good time. So take you’re favorite characters out for a whirl, get them drunk, and have most importantly have fun!
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Daredevil, Matt Murdock, parties remind him of Elektra
RPS, Chris/Steve, after parties are killer
Watchmen, Dan(/)Adrian, [Post movie/comic] Party like it’s the new millennium
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Today’s theme is Party/Celebration. Today all the prompts get to be about goin’ out and havin’ a good time. So take you’re favorite characters out for a whirl, get them drunk, and have most importantly have fun!
But wait before the urge to celebrate overwhelms you let’s have a quick review of The Rules:
■ Don’t prompt more than 5 prompts in a row or 3 prompts per fandom. When someone has answered your prompt, you can prompt again.
■ No spoilers in your prompt until at least 1 week after the original airing or publication date. If there are spoilers in your fic, you must warn in bold and leave at least 3 spaces.
■ Thank your fic providers they thrive on feedback.
■ For the sake of the code monkeys’ sanity remember to format your prompts correctly.
Formatting examples:
Daredevil, Matt Murdock, parties remind him of Elektra
RPS, Chris/Steve, after parties are killer
Watchmen, Dan(/)Adrian, [Post movie/comic] Party like it’s the new millennium
None of today's prompts interest you? Make someone’s day and answer one of the myriad of
Lonely Prompts!
[theme tag=Partytime]
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Date: 2010-05-05 07:26 am (UTC)Smoke and the Smell of Rose Water | Daredevil, Matt Murdock, parties remind him of Elektra
Date: 2010-07-20 02:10 am (UTC)He’s still too busy mourning the love of his life.
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Date: 2010-05-05 12:38 pm (UTC)He appeared then, between Dean and Sam, filling out the awkward foursome. They were stuck sitting, Indian-style, on a bare floor in a room that would be nondescript if it weren't for the confetti scattering the floor and the balloons bobbing on the ceiling. "You know something," he said, "I've been trying to figure you weirdos out for a while and I think I know why you're such party poopers."
"Oh, well." Dean rolled his eyes. "Do explain."
"Ust," Gabriel said.
"Ust?"
"You-ess-tee. Unresolved sexual tension."
Castiel twitched. Sam's eyes got wide. "Unresolved WHAT?"
"Mm-hm." Gabriel pointed one finger at the center of the circle and at once and empty beer bottle appeared, its neck pointing in Dean's direction. "Want to start us off, Dean?"
Dean growled at him. "Are you serious?"
"Deadly, big boy. Come on. Take a chance."
"Forget it."
"Wrong answer."
Gabriel snapped his fingers, and at once Dean was moving forward despite himself. "Cut this shit out, you sick pervert!" he complained, but his hands landed on the bottle and gave it a twist. It rattled around on the floor, and when it came to a stop, the neck was pointing toward Castiel.
"Well!" Gabriel applauded. "Go on, then. This I gotta see." He leaned forward, leering. Dean felt the restraints on his movement lift.
Castiel locked eyes with Dean. He was bright red. "Just do it."
"We all know I was forced into this. Right?" Dean stared at Sam pleadingly. "Right?" But Sam was trying-- and failing-- to repress a gleeful grin.
Dean rolled his eyes. "I'm surrounded." He crawled across the circle and stared at Cas. "Close your eyes," he said. "I'll make it quick."
But when his lips met Castiel's, something happened. Dean would later claim that Gabriel had frozen him in place again. But that only explained the length of the kiss. It didn't explain the moan that flew from his mouth, nor his hands coming to rest on Cas' face. And it certainly didn't explain how they were both flushed and panting when it finally ended, their eyes locked together, and their bodies trembling.
Luckily enough, though, nobody asked him to explain.
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Date: 2010-05-05 08:12 am (UTC)Twenty Bucks
Date: 2010-06-14 12:52 am (UTC)Sam was walking down the street when something caught his eye. It was caught beneath a loose brick of an entry way, so he turned around to figure out what it was and grinned at the sight.
“Twenty bucks.” Sam grinned as shoved the bill in his pocket and cast a quick look around the empty side walk. No one was around so he did a quick booty shake in celebration when a cough caught his attention. Sam turned around and felt himself blush in embarrassment. “Hey Cas, didn’t see you there.”
“I was not, until seconds ago.” Castiel tilted his head and smirked, “What are you happy about.”
Sam pulled out the twenty dollar bill and showed it to Cas, “I found twenty bucks.”
“Maybe…”Castiel gave a wry grin.
“Maybe what?” Sam asked, stepping closer to Cas.
“You should celebrate more often,” Castiel shrugged before spinning on his heel leading Sam down the sidewalk.
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Date: 2010-05-05 09:00 am (UTC)...And It's Good
Date: 2010-05-05 11:49 am (UTC)Castiel is sitting opposite Bobby downing two shot glass to each of his one. Bobby is watching him with that old narrowed-eyed look that says ‘boy, I’ve been doing this since before you were an itch your ugly ass daddy got lucky enough to scratch’. It’s not technically true in Cas’ case but Bobby still pulls it off.
Sam is…well, Sam is looking right at him.
Dean cocks an eyebrow.
Sam gives him a goofy smile, shedding years with a simple quirk of his lips.
Dean can’t help his own smile in response, though there’s no way it looks as goofy as the shit Sammy’s got on.
Sam glances at Bobby, goofiness in full view.
Whatever he got was contagious or something because Bobby started up, a smile warming up to a low chuckle. Cas looked at them all, his own lips pulling up in that way that says he doesn’t get it but he somehow knows it’s something to smile at anyway.
As usual, Dean decides he’s got to teach Cas something: “We survived the fucking apocalypse.”
And that’s sets Bobby completely off. He’s pounding on his wheelchair with one arm, Cas is full-out smiling with wide eyes, and Sammy has his head thrown back and is giving those deep belly-aching laughs Dean hasn’t heard in a long time and it’s good.
It's really fucking good.
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