free-for-all Friday

[tigriswolf]

It's 1pm where I am, so I hope I'm not stepping out of line by making this post.

Today is Free-For-All Friday, so post any prompts you want.  However, please remember the following:

* No more than three promtps from one fandom
* No more than five prompts at a time
* No spoilers until a week after airdate/publication
* If your prompt is answered you can leave another
* If you include spoilers in a fic please warn in bold and leave at least three rows of spoiler-space.

Use the following format:

Angel the Series/Leverage, Lindsey&Eliot, I know your scars like they were my own

NCIS, Gibbs/Tony, Tony vanishes after being fired for refusing the La Grenouille case; Gibbs comes back to help track him down

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[trinityday.livejournal.com]

Parks and Recreation, Leslie/Ann, there are only so many practice dates they can go on and still call them practice

[matrixrefugee.livejournal.com]

Gormenghast, Titus & Steerpike, "I hate you more than I hate the stones!"

No fic...

[arsonarsenal.livejournal.com]

but omg yay for Gormenghast!

[rise-your-dead.livejournal.com]

Burn Notice, Sam/Mike/Fi, There's no one more important in the world then they are to Sam.

[carinascott.livejournal.com]

Sam had a family once. A long time ago. He didn't like to dwell on it too much, the reasons that they weren't here anymore. And when he couldn't fight the memories any more, when it all got to be too much, Michael would help him home from the bar and Fiona would fix up her god-awful hangover cure for him to drink come morning.

Neither would comment on the reasons for his bender, their own personal experiences having taught them that occasionally the ghosts simply got the best of you, and it was sometimes better to give in than to try to fight them. You might come out the worse for it, but at least you came out; it was far better than the alternative.

Yeah, Sam had had a family once. A long time ago. He didn't like to dwell on it too much, the reasons that they weren't here anymore. Instead he chooses to focus on his new family: Michael, Fiona, and Madeline. There's no one more important to him than those three, and even with all the losses he's suffered, he knows he wouldn't change a thing if it meant not having them in his life.

END

[rise-your-dead.livejournal.com]

The Big Bang Theory, Penny/Leonard, Her secret MMORPG crush turns out to be her ex-boyfriend

[rise-your-dead.livejournal.com]

Evil Dead Trilogy, Ash/Sheila, Blow out the candle

[katbcoll.livejournal.com]

Burn Notice/Leverage, Fiona/Parker; need a diversion and a safe open

Hill and Taylor, PG-13

[merryghoul]

While Michael was still missing, having been "arrested" by Vaughn, Fiona called her friend Parker to help her out in some cases. Before Parker was working with the Leverage team, Fiona, working as an unlicensed bounty hunter in New York, was assigned to find and arrest Parker. Fiona found Parker attempting to steal money from a bank. She let Parker go after she was impressed by how Parker evaded the security system in the bank, all for Parker's love of money. They kept in touch. When Fiona told Parker there'd be money if she could take a short break from the Leverage team, Parker was on the first plane to Miami she could book.

To set up a mark, Fiona and Parker had to break into a safe in a hotel room. As soon as they heard the door unlocking, they knew their time was running out.

"Can I try breaking the safe open?" Parker asked. "It's just a safe. How hard is to crack open a safe?"

"You can't just break into this safe, Parker. You have to lift the fingerprint off of the scanner and then press it back on the safe to open. That's why I'm using this graphite—so I can see where the fingerprints are on this safe. Once I find them, I can lift the fingerprint off the safe and we'll be on our way."

"I wish Hardison was here. He'd make some sort of fingerprint glove thingy for this safe."

"I wish Michael was here, too, but we can't always get what we want, Parker. Right now I need a distraction. Can you go in the living room and pretend to be someone?"

"Who?"

"Oh, I don't know. A maid, an inspector, an escort. You'll think of something. You're Parker, after all."

"Got it, Glenanne."

"You know you can call me Fi, right?"

"When I think of Fi, I think of giants. 'Fee-fi-fo-fum, I smell the blood of an Englishman!'"

"Just go, Parker. Go now!"

Parker ran into the living room just in time to intercept the mark.

"I'm your escort," Parker said to the mark.

"I…didn't ask for an escort."

"Of course you did."

"You're not even dressed as an escort. You're wearing a hoodie and dirty Chuck Taylors."

"I work for a new type of escort service. We surprise clients in their hotel rooms dressed in street clothes and
then tell them how much we charge up front. So what do you want?"

"I don't want anything sexual. I want you out of my room, or I'm calling management."

"I charge $500 an hour for casual sex. If you want something else—you know, anything kinky—it's another $100 per hour."

"For the last time, I don't want anything sexual. Get out of my room!"

While Parker was arguing with the mark, Fiona had opened the safe with the blown graphite and a fake thumb from a gag store. She took out what she needed from the safe and put it in her pouch. Once the safe was closed and all evidence of Fiona breaking into the safe was cleared, Fiona caught up to Parker.

"Oh, let me guess. You're the madame," the mark said.
Fiona cleared her throat. "I am. I run the Hill and Taylor Escort Service. As Petunia said, we are a very unusual service. I feel like we'll get more satisfied clients this way." She pulled out a piece of paper pencil and wrote down a number from a cell phone Michael once used that was now dead. "I don't think you need our services, but in case you do, call us." She winked at the mark, grabbed Parker's hand and the two fled the hotel room.

"Petunia?"

"What, you want me to call you 'Parker' in front of the mark? At least we got what we were looking for."

"I still think you should wear sneakers on jobs, Glenanne. You can't run in heels."

"Well, I can run in heels. And call me Fi. Everyone I know calls me that. Why can't you?"

"Fee-fi-fo-fum!"

Fiona sighed as the two caught the elevator and left the floor.

[rise-your-dead.livejournal.com]

Adventures of Brisco County Jr., Brisco/Dixie, Satin gloves

[starmage2.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, playing Go Fish in Hell.

Never Ending Go Fish

[youaredriving.livejournal.com]

Sam faced Adam in the cage, his face serious, “Sevens?”

“Go fish.” Adam grinned Sam sighed before plucking a card out of the piled. “You know this is the most pointless game man ever created.”

“It really isn’t.” Sam disagreed. “It helps promote learning patterns in children. And it passes time like no other.”

“I’ve noticed.” Adam absently commented as he paired up threes and then went again. “We’ve been playing this game for how long now?”

“A long time.” Sam shrugged. “But we haven’t swapped to anything else.”

“We should really do something about that.” Adam handed over an ace and they both jolted at the sound of shrill screams. “We need to get out of here.”

“Well until we figure something out, I think we’ll be thinking over more Go Fish.” Sam looked across at Adam.

“We really need to get out of here or figure out a new game.”

“What else can we play with half a deck of cards?” Sam quirked a brow and Adam grinned.

“We can try building another card house.”

“That’s what led to the never ending game of Go Fish.”

[enmuse.livejournal.com]

Gargoyles, Elisa/Goliath & Fox/Xanatos, Yet another Halloween

[rise-your-dead.livejournal.com]

Psycho Beach Party, Chicklet, The start of summer

[starmage2.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Azazel!Dean, Azazel has been riding Dean since the night of the fire. What better way to keep an eye on Sam.

Enter Night | Azazel!Dean, Sam, John | R (warning: mentions of rape) 1/2

[quiddative.livejournal.com]

Dean Winchester has been dead a long time.

But Azazel had to give the boy credit. He put up one hell of a fight for nearly a year since the night his mama died, finally mellowing out when he realized, sorry kiddo, Azazel is here to stay.

He was the perfect soldier in every way, obeying every order John gave him without question and caring for Sammy--always Sammy--with infinite patience. He never got tired of the irony of Johnny boy chasing his wife's killer across the country when he was right there the whole time.

Most nights, after the sun's gone down and Sammy was fast asleep in bed and John was passed out on the couch with a bottle of Jack in his hand, he would sneak out quietly, and travel to the darkest, ugliest parts of town. It was like coming back home.

Sometimes he deliberately sought the sick and deranged, presenting Dean's body to them as if a gift. He would let them touch Dean and play with him like he was a doll ("No! Stop it! Please!" Dean would cry helplessly at the back of his head, but his voice would always be drowned out by Azazel's laughter), making absolutely certain that he was wide awake and able to feel everything. Sometimes, he would even leave Dean's body while it was all happening, taking great delight in the boy's helplessness despite having full control of his body returned to him. His screams were music to his ears.

Once the humans--monsters, really--were done with him, Azazel would quickly slip back inside Dean's body like he was a coat and get back to his feet. Then, after a snap of his fingers, the humans' cruel laughter would morph into screams as their bodies are devoured by hellfire.

More times than not, he would always return to the motel room with bloody hands. He'd tiptoe quietly to the bathroom and wash himself before tucking himself back in the bed Dean shared with Sam.

"Dean?" Sam would mutter once or twice, awoken by the dipping of the bed.

"Hush, Sammy," he would answer, stroking a hand over the boy's cheek. Ah, there was so much power there just waiting to escape. "Soon," he would whisper. Soon, the world will crumble and Hell will rise, straight to the Heavens. But he could wait. What's another couple decades to a millenia?

"Where were you? You smell like smoke."

"Must be imagining things. I just went out to get some water, that's all. Go back to sleep."

"Oh, okay."

[enmuse.livejournal.com]

Shadow of Destiny, Homunculus (& or / Eike), He doesn't usually think about how solitary his existence is.

[enmuse.livejournal.com]

MST3K/Author's Choice, Satellite of Love crew, The MST3K crew watches comments on your favorite (or most hated) scene from any show/film.

[enmuse.livejournal.com]

Gargoyles/Hellboy, Any, Beautiful freaks

[dark-princess17.livejournal.com]

Lost/Supernatural, Jacob & Lucifer, When the Devil rises, he ends up on the Island. (Be as cracky as you want - I just need to see a Jacob & Lucifer interaction)

[effingeden.livejournal.com]

IT Crowd/Big Bang Theory; Sheldon/Moss; Misunderstanding

Um, Twitter kept talking about comment_fic so here I am.

[shirozora.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Dean/Castiel, a reckless summer romance [reckless romance, gotta go, summer day].

[juliet316]

Dollhouse/BtVS, Faith and Echo, "I'm not going to throw you out a window or steal your man."

[effingeden.livejournal.com]

Any; Any/Any; One euphemism too far

[juliet316]

Doctor Who, 11 and Rose, "It's 100% different"

No fic but..

[restlessme.livejournal.com]

I want someone to write this so badly.

[juliet316]

Charmed, Paige Matthews, Not so great expectations

[juliet316]

Torchwood, author's choice, bad blood

[juliet316]

Dollhouse, author's choice, the accused

[sycophantastic.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Sam/Gabriel, I didn't mean to turn you on (http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/Ptitlez52cxo3o)

[sycophantastic.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Dean/Castiel, The way to a man's heart is through his stomach (http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ThroughHisStomach) (or The One Where Cas Tries To Woo Dean With Food)