Wednesday: Gifts
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Good morning/afternoon/evening, everyone, & welcome to day three of my guest-hosting week. I'm very pleased to announce my third theme - Gifts.
You can interpret "gifts" as tangible in some way - a puppy, a space-ship, a trip to Disneyland, firearms, dance lessons, etc - and they can be given for whatever occasion you like (or for no particular occasion at all). You can also interpret it as something intangible yet significant - life, love, freedom, closure, peace of mind, etc. Alternately, feel free to interpret it as the special skills, abilities, endowments, etc. that a character may possess, & prompt accordingly. It's up to you!
Please keep these rules in mind when posting prompts:
Supernatural, Sam/Gabriel, "Would it kill you to be just a little bit appreciative?" "Gabriel, why the hell would I 'appreciate' this many blow-up dolls?"
Sherlock (BBC), John/Sherlock, it doesn't matter what John does, how careful he thinks he's been - Sherlock ALWAYS knows what he's bought him for any occasion
Doctor Who/Torchwood, Ten + Rose + Jack + any (or any combination thereof), sometimes the Doctor's uncanny ability to talk himself into or out of any situation is a gift... & sometimes it's just annoying
Nothing grabbing your attention? That's alright, there are plenty of Lonely Prompts out there waiting for love.
And remember - each fill is like a gift to the prompter, so really, you're participating doubly every time you post a comment fic today. Therefore have fun & give as much as you can!
(theme=gifts)
You can interpret "gifts" as tangible in some way - a puppy, a space-ship, a trip to Disneyland, firearms, dance lessons, etc - and they can be given for whatever occasion you like (or for no particular occasion at all). You can also interpret it as something intangible yet significant - life, love, freedom, closure, peace of mind, etc. Alternately, feel free to interpret it as the special skills, abilities, endowments, etc. that a character may possess, & prompt accordingly. It's up to you!
Please keep these rules in mind when posting prompts:
- Only three prompts for the same fandom.
- Only five prompts in a row (though if one of your prompts is filled, you can prompt again).
- No spoilers in your prompts for at least a week after the airdate/release.
- Warn for any spoilers for your fic in bold and leave at least three spaces before the text.
Supernatural, Sam/Gabriel, "Would it kill you to be just a little bit appreciative?" "Gabriel, why the hell would I 'appreciate' this many blow-up dolls?"
Sherlock (BBC), John/Sherlock, it doesn't matter what John does, how careful he thinks he's been - Sherlock ALWAYS knows what he's bought him for any occasion
Doctor Who/Torchwood, Ten + Rose + Jack + any (or any combination thereof), sometimes the Doctor's uncanny ability to talk himself into or out of any situation is a gift... & sometimes it's just annoying
Nothing grabbing your attention? That's alright, there are plenty of Lonely Prompts out there waiting for love.
And remember - each fill is like a gift to the prompter, so really, you're participating doubly every time you post a comment fic today. Therefore have fun & give as much as you can!
(theme=gifts)
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Date: 2010-09-29 11:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-29 11:18 am (UTC)Not at This Price 1/1
Date: 2010-10-27 05:15 am (UTC)He told her that she was brilliant. Special. That her life was a gift.
She does not agree with that assessment at all. That the price of it was too high this time.
For how could life be her life be a gift if she could not remember it?
Re: Not at This Price 1/1
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From:no subject
Date: 2010-09-29 11:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-29 11:28 am (UTC)no fic yet
Date: 2010-09-29 12:04 pm (UTC)FILLED: Blessing , Dean, Sam/Gabriel,
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Date: 2010-09-29 12:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-29 12:09 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-09-29 12:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-29 12:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-29 12:31 pm (UTC)Re: FILL: A Gift Only for Two [2/2]
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From:no subject
Date: 2010-09-29 12:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-29 12:34 pm (UTC)No fic but
Date: 2010-09-29 12:38 pm (UTC)THIS IS YOUR CONSCIENCE SPEAKING
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Date: 2010-09-29 12:41 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-09-29 12:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-29 12:50 pm (UTC)Fill! Mentions of non-con and torture
Date: 2010-10-19 10:18 pm (UTC)Everyone screams, when they come to him, in time.
The man before him has yet to break, gritting his teeth and nearly biting off his own tongue to spare Alistair the satisfaction. Even the righteous man can’t stop the tears from spilling down his cheeks, clearing tracks on his dirty, bloodied skin. It’s of little use. The ashes rising from the pits will darken everything, in time, including the brilliant light of Dean’s beautiful green eyes.
They’re starting to dull already, now that he’s learned it hurts less if he just lets Alistair fuck him open, if he doesn’t fight it. The whips and chains and blades and poisons still hurt, still burn, and he always tries to pull away before the initial contact. Not when Alistair is shoving himself inside of Dean though – or a bottle or a stick or a blade – when it comes time for the rape, Dean has developed the ability to slip away, to block his mind and become comfortably numb while Alistair rips him apart at the seams.
It fascinates Alistair in a way he’s not quite sure how to deal with. He’s been in charge of torture for so long, it’s almost a welcome relief to find someone who is even a little immune to his technique. It just means he has to try harder, to dig deeper, cut wider. It gives him an excuse to be inventive, a reason to really dedicate himself to his work. Since he took up his blade for the first time, Alistair has become prideful of his work, and like Hell (literally) was he going to do a shoddy job in tearing apart a soul.
It touches what’s left of him, warms a dark part of a soul every single time Dean’s defiant green eyes meet his, every time he declines Alistair’s offer to rid himself of the rack. Dean’s still waiting to be saved, still certain that he deserves this punishment and it’s almost refreshing. It’s nice to know that there are still people out there who hold themselves personally accountable for the wrongs they’ve done.
Lilith has delivered many souls to Alistair’s hands, but there is no denying anymore that Dean Winchester is his favorite. He is the greatest gift The First One has ever given to Alistair and he nearly treasures every minute he can pull Dean’s skin from his flesh, scrape his eyes out with a spoon and tear his fingernails off finger by finger.
Alistair is almost dreading the day that the righteous man gives in and says “yes,” because things won’t be the same after that. The shift in power will be obvious and the demon will miss his most favorite play toy.
Re: Fill! Mentions of non-con and torture
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From:no subject
Date: 2010-09-29 01:10 pm (UTC)(gift - special powers, natural gift, etc - author's choice)
rider of the sky - PG, gen
Date: 2010-09-29 03:49 pm (UTC)His dad said it came from his mom's family and they never spoke of it again. Dave didn't have it, or anything like it. Just John.
And Dad told him to never ever let anyone know. Ever.
For thirty-odd years, John hid it. Never used it. Ignored it.
But now, with Rodney and Teyla and Ronon hanging in the balance, he doesn't hesitate. He rips open the shield, lunges forward, and roars fire.
Those who run, survive. Those who try to fight, die.
Rodney's unconscious, Ronon's bleeding out, and Teyla says, "John, calm. We need you to carry us to the Gate." She bandages Ronon as best she can with a broken arm and then climbs onto his neck, where she won't hinder his wings. He gently grips Rodney and Ronon in his forefeet before taking to the sky.
He's larger than he remembers, easily the size of a puddlejumper. Maybe bigger. But it feels so right, so simple.
There's a reason he loves to fly.
Re: rider of the sky - PG, gen
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From:no subject
Date: 2010-09-29 01:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-29 01:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-29 01:14 pm (UTC)(author's choice as who's the sub!)