Friday: Free For All
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comment_ficHappy Friday everyone! I hope the week has treated you well, and the weekend is almost here. Which makes the Free For All perfect right? As usual, all fandoms, pairings, and prompts are welcome today.
Just remember to follow our normal rules:
No more than 5 prompts in a row, 3 prompts per fandom. If someone answers your prompt, you can prompt again.
No spoilers in your prompts for at least 1 week following the original air/publication date. If your response includes spoilers, warn in bold and leave at least 3 spaces.
Please remember to format your prompts correctly. For example:
Nothing striking your interest today? Slide on over to our lonely prompts and see if something there can strike your interest!
Happy writing. :D
Just remember to follow our normal rules:
No more than 5 prompts in a row, 3 prompts per fandom. If someone answers your prompt, you can prompt again.
No spoilers in your prompts for at least 1 week following the original air/publication date. If your response includes spoilers, warn in bold and leave at least 3 spaces.
Please remember to format your prompts correctly. For example:
Invisibles, King Mob, releasing the sigil (well, it could be as dirty as you think)
Dresden Files/Supernatural, Harry/Dean/Sam, the vessel for who??
Nothing striking your interest today? Slide on over to our lonely prompts and see if something there can strike your interest!
Happy writing. :D
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Date: 2010-06-04 01:40 pm (UTC)Fire and Light
Date: 2010-06-04 01:51 pm (UTC)He tries to stay focused on the lights but his eyes always betray him. They look down as the younger brother raises his arms in jubilation.
He remembers that, Lucifer rejoicing as Michael risked their father’s wrath by making fire rain across the sky.
“Better than heaven, brother.”
Michael turns his head from Sam. He wonders if Dean remembers that it was Sam who set the field alight.
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Date: 2010-06-04 02:45 pm (UTC)Spoilers for 5x22
Date: 2010-06-04 02:48 pm (UTC)And, at the same time, they’re not because Sam…
It’s better not to think about it right now. Better not to think about anything at all but the road and the headlights and the purr of the engine.
He can’t say the words because he can’t ask him to do that. Dean can’t say ‘please, stay’ because it’s not fair to Cas, who’s just been promoted (or something) and because…
More because the answer might be no.
People leave. It’s a constant in his life and he knows that it’s sort of pathetic that he thinks like that. But dammit, he’s allowed a pity party right now. People come and people go and nothing stays other than his car and the monsters.
And the car’s only there because he drags it back every time.
He can’t turn and say ‘I’ve just lost everything. I can’t lose anything else. I need someone to not leave. I need someone to put up with me.’
He can’t open his mouth and beg because he doesn’t beg. He doesn’t admit that he’s terrified. He doesn’t admit that he needs anything, not until it’s already too late. Why should this time be any different?
And by the time he has opened his mouth to say something else, something different, something that is ‘please, stay’ just with different words and less… pathetic and needy, there is only empty air beside him.
Then he can’t be angry either, because, after all, he never asked.