Wednesday, 10/13/2010 - Dawn
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Today's prompt is: dawn. That wonderful time before the sun comes up. That terrible time when the night ends. Which way is it seen?
As always, please keep the following few rules in mind:
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Any, any/any, Now started another long day
Final Fantasy XIII, Snow/Serah, Their first dawn together on Pulse
Godspeaker trilogy, Rhian/Alasdair, The dawn hid the damage from the invasion
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jlsigman, and I'm your guest hostess for the week who is up way too early this morning thanks to a 6 month old kitten who loves the prompt. :-pToday's prompt is: dawn. That wonderful time before the sun comes up. That terrible time when the night ends. Which way is it seen?
As always, please keep the following few rules in mind:
- No more than five prompts in a row, and no more than three per fandom. Remember, as soon as someone takes on one of your prompts, you can pop another.
- No spoilers in your prompts for at least seven days after air; if there are spoilers in your fic, warn in bold in the subject line and leave at least three spaces.
- As a former codeslinger, I beg you to please do be kind to our codemonkeys and format your prompts correctly, like so:
Any, any/any, Now started another long day
Final Fantasy XIII, Snow/Serah, Their first dawn together on Pulse
Godspeaker trilogy, Rhian/Alasdair, The dawn hid the damage from the invasion
tag=dawn
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Date: 2010-10-13 11:46 am (UTC)RPS, Kane/Carlson, PG-13
Date: 2010-10-13 07:39 pm (UTC)I roll onto my back, one arm across my eyes as I reach blindly for the button to turn the alarm off. "Shit, it's early. Steve..." I shake Steve's shoulder. "Wake up."
Steve grunts and bats at my hand, making me smile. I lean over to kiss him gently, my fingers playing with his hair. He's smiling against my lips, opening up under me when both my phone starts to ring.
I answer it with a growl, making sure Eric knows I'm awake and what I think of the hour. Tossing the phone to the floor, I lean back over, kissing Steve some more.
Until his phone rings.
I guess Eric really wants us to get up.
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Date: 2010-10-13 03:15 pm (UTC)Gabriel happened to be in this one, so they were finishing a scene together. Once the final "Print!" had been called, it was only an hour or so till dawn.
Jared turned to ask Jensen if he wanted to watch the sunrise, only to find him curled into a chair, already asleep. Misha was already walking off, phone pressed to his ear. Jared sighed with deep disappointment.
"Hey," Richard said, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Why so glum?"
"Wanted them to watch the sunrise with me," Jared moped.
"I'm not around enough, but I love watching the sunrise," Richard smiled. "C'mon."
They went outside and walked a little ways where they could sit together on a hillside overlooking the freeway. They spoke small-talk and drank beer that Richard had sticky-fingered from food services.
When the sun broke over the horizon and painted it with colours an artist would commit murder to duplicate, both men were struck absolutely speechless.
On their trek back to the set, Jared squeezed Richard's hand before releasing it. "Thanks, man."
"Anytime, Jare. Anytime at all."
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Date: 2010-10-13 11:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-13 11:46 am (UTC)Fill- Before the Dawn
Date: 2010-10-13 05:11 pm (UTC)"Wake up, Rich! We're shooting in twenty!" He heard a grumble from inside the trailer, some cursing, and then the door opened. Richard poked his head out, his honey colored hair mussed adorably from his earlier sleep.
"Leeme 'lone, Jay. I wanna sleep."
"Nope. Brought you coffee, though. Caramel latte with chocolate sprinkles. Your usual."
"Gimme." Richard nearly spat. "Go 'way. I'll be out in twenty."
"Not a chance. Out of the way, cranky-pants. I'm gonna help you get dressed before you fall back asleep." Richard's crooked grin at the possible outcomes of this statement made Jared's regular morning erection even harder.
"Come on in, buddy boy."
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Twenty minutes later, Richard and Jared came out of the trailer, hand in hand, Jared's hair adorably mussed.
"Like your sex hair, Jare." Misha said.
"Thanks. I like yours too," Jared smiled. Misha blushed up to his ears.
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Date: 2010-10-13 12:50 pm (UTC)Jim closed his eyes, and when he opened them, the Englishman was still there. Mark was sipping tea, and he smirked at Jim.
“Good morning, darling.”
Snorting, Jim tugged on jeans and a t-shirt, stepping out of the bathroom.
“Isn’t it a bit early for you to get in character?”
Mark just chuckled into his tea before he yawned. Jim did a double-take… because in all honesty, the action made the Englishman look… adorable. Just for a moment, but still. Jim sat next to Mark as the Englishman rubbed his eyes.
“You have to greet the morning a bit more jovially.”
Jim laughed and shook his head.
“Yeah? And how does one do that at the crack of dawn---?”
Soft and familiar lips brushed over his own. Jim stiffened, and Mark pulled back and winked at him, laughing as the morning light began to shine through the windows. Jim blinked, but as they both left the trailer, ready for another day of Bobby vs. Crowley, they were both grinning.
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Date: 2010-10-13 11:54 am (UTC)filled
Date: 2010-10-13 11:15 pm (UTC)Then the first streaks of color race across the sky and almost as one they turn to greet the sun. They wait only a few minutes, letting the sunlight warm their stiff muscles before they launch themselves into the air.
Like the flock of bats they model themselves after they return the their cave to roost.
They patch themselves up and give each other what comfort they can before they part to fall in to fitful sleep.
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Date: 2010-10-13 11:58 am (UTC)Many Dawns
Date: 2010-10-13 03:40 pm (UTC)The first one ever over earth took his breath away. That one will always be his favourite one.
The dawn after the birth of God's Messiah 2000 years ago had been.... a strange one. Gabriel had always wondered why the world had just gone on like normal when Something So Beautiful had entered the world.
That one had been the one to convince him that all his years of playing a trickster had been correct. Humans were bizarre creatures, indeed.
He'd seen a thousand billion dawns, it seemed. So many alone. So many with lovers or friends or -- at times -- other angels by his side.
This one -- this one was a post-battle dawn during the Apocalypse. Another dawn where all four members of Team Free Will had survived.
Gabriel looked briefly at his companions.
Fallen Castiel, wounded in the battle and sleeping off heavy painkillers, his head pillowed on the broad shoulder of Sam Winchester. Sam -- fated to house Lucifer, but Gabriel was becoming convinced the boy could actually fight off the angel-demon -- was asleep as well, his head thrown back over the seat and his mouth slightly open.
Gabriel cast a glance to his right, and there was Dean Winchester -- the servant of Heaven who had gone to Hell out of love. He looked so much younger in his painkiller-induced sleep, long lashes curling over freckled cheeks and producing a picture of pure innocence that nobody would ever accuse him of while awake. It had been a combination of painkillers and angelic persuasion (Castiel's) that had allowed him to sleep and let someone he barely trusted drive his Baby.
Speaking of which.... Gabriel ran his fingers over the dash briefly. "Do they know you're alive, sweetheart?" he whispered, and an image of Dean popped into his mind. "Ah, he does. I see. You want to help in the upcoming battle, but you don't know how. Can you tell me about the boys you housed?"
A flow of images. Years of memories.
And Gabriel knew what he had to do. He clicked his fingers and in every nook and cranny of the car, tiny mementos of their childhood appeared.
Papers in the cracks of the seats. Tiny Legos jammed into vents. A single green army man stuffed into an ashtray in the back. Photographs strapped to the sun visors.
He felt gratitude waft into his mind from her.
"You're welcome, Baby. Ooh, look, the sun is finally coming up."
And they drove toward it together. The archangel driving the sentient Impala toward destiny while the three humans they both watched over peacefully slept.
This was another one of Gabriel's favourite dawns.
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Date: 2010-10-13 11:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-13 12:01 pm (UTC)soooooo schmoopy. cavity-inducing.
Date: 2010-10-13 05:47 pm (UTC)But not every way of being woken up is so bad. Especially when the first sensation Sam can make out is a sense of warmth and closeness, like the sun is rising. He turns over, snuggles in to get closer, and his arms extend to pull that solid sun against him.
Then there is the soft wet feeling he doesn't quite understand, but it's on his mouth and he likes it. Kisses, they're kisses. His eyes begin to open, but sunlight forces them to wince closed again. Who cares, he doesn't need eyes. All he needs are these lips on his, and he's happy.
His hands slide along a strong back, his chest against another hard chest. His lips open and he's deepening the kiss, tongue sliding along another's, mind singing, Gabriel. Gabriel. This is Gabriel. This early in the morning there's no pretense, no ego to get in the way. There's just love and the kind of communication that neither of them is capable of for about 23 hours each day.
He slides on top of Gabriel, rolls over him so he isn't looking into the sun, and then opens his eyes and says in a honey-rich, low voice, "Morning."
Gabriel looks past him. His eyes don't squint with the brilliance. "Yeah," he says, "it is. Good call there, Gargantua."
Sam rolls over and pretends to go back to sleep at that slight. Gabriel pokes at him. The moment is over, but its taste and brilliance will pervade the whole day. And maybe at sunset, Sam will look at Gabriel, see the light on his face, and smile at the memory.
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Date: 2010-10-13 12:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-13 12:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-13 11:39 pm (UTC)"You think he'd wear himself out after a while," James muttered, pulling his coat tighter.
"Or get bored," said Sirius. "But we've always known Remus to be persistent. Guess being a werewolf doesn't change that."
James sniffed in response, too drowsy to respond. The sun was only a few minutes away from peeking over the horizon.
The dreadful sound of shattering wood came first. The boys jumped to their feet as the creature burst from the hidden door under the Willow. The monster that was Remus hovered over the roots for a few moments, gazing around until its eyes locked on James and Sirius.
In a heartbeat, it was racing towards them and they were scrambling for a hold on the branches of a tree. With a little wand help, the two were up high enough to be out of the werewolf's reach.
They hadn't expected it to be able to jump.
It clawed at the trunk viciously and leaped several feet into the air, making bark fly. When foam starting dampening their legs, Sirius climbed higher.
But Remus already had a hold of James. James was ripped from the branches and slammed onto the ground, and a giant paw was immediately planted onto his chest.
He knew the very tips of the claws were enough to draw blood, and he felt four piercing his abdomen.
The only things that were registering to James was the savage face in front of him that seemed to be made completely of teeth and drool, and the sound of Sirius breaking through branch after branch to get down.
Sirius let go of the tree altogether and landed on the monster, taking them both to the ground. The world was silent as it turned pink with sunlight.
James sat up carefully, noting every bruise, scrape, and puncture. When his vision cleared, there was no monster. There was only a tattered, naked boy slumped in the autumn leaves.
"James," Sirius whispered. "I told you to reinforce that damn door."
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Date: 2010-10-13 12:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-13 12:08 pm (UTC)New Era | Chronicles of Narnia, Edmund/Caspian, dawning of a new era
Date: 2011-03-13 02:33 am (UTC)"Are you sure about this, Love."
Edmund look up at him. "Yes, I'm sure. I will miss Lucy, and maybe even Eustace, but there is nothing left for me in England. This is my home and as long as I'm with you I don't need anything else."
Caspian pulled their clasped hands to his lips and pressed a kiss to the back of Edmund's hand. "You won't regret this. This is the dawning of a new era and we'll always be together."
Edmund smiled. "That sounded like heaven."
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Date: 2010-10-13 12:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-13 07:20 pm (UTC)"But Donna, the triple suns rising over the silver seas of Geth. This only happens once every two hundred years!" She doesn't even scowl at him, too busy grinding the heels of her palms into her eyes over a jaw cracking yawn.
"And even though you have a time machine and we could have done this at any point in the history of whenever, you still chose to wake me at the crack of why me, so you fly and I'll sit here wishing I was asleep and not hitting you because I'm an excellent friend like that."
"Oh." He sticks his hands in his pocket, frowning down at his shoes. "Well it's not going to be any fun if you don't *want* to see it. I've seen it already, a lot..."
"I didn't say I didn't want to see it, did I? What I said was that you're an arse for waking me up early when we have a time machine, that I wished I was still asleep, and that I wasn't going to hit you." It's impressive how she manages to give the impression of a censuring glare with eyes that can barely open. "Didn't think I'd have to add the bit where I'm going to love every moment of your stupid sunrise and be glad you made me wake up to see it."
"Oh. Good to know." He's grinning even though Donna can't see him, slumped over so that her head is pillowed on his coat. "Next stop Geth. And don't drool on that."
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Date: 2010-10-13 12:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-13 12:24 pm (UTC)It's percolating in my brain right now.
Fill: With the Morning Light
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Date: 2010-10-13 12:10 pm (UTC)with me, with you; reid/tyler; pg (addicted!Reid)
Date: 2011-02-02 03:36 am (UTC)---
Reid isn’t sure what wakes him; he feels cold and sore, eyes gritty and squinting from the rays of light just beginning to come in through the curtains. It’s early morning—breaking of dawn, he thinks hazily. He turns on his side with a relieved smile at seeing Tyler beside him; he shifts closer into all that welcoming heat, pulling the covers up over their bodies.
Tyler murmurs but Reid quickly shushes him, fingers smoothing over the frown lines on his face. Tyler relaxes, settling down peacefully--one hand under the pillow, the other tucked underneath his cheek. It’s so different than the usual splayed out octopus version Reid was used to… back then. But he doesn’t want to think about that now, only this—waking up and having Tyler beside him, warm and there.
He tucks himself closer against Tyler’s warm body, resting his head against Tyler’s hand just a breath away from Tyler’s face and stealing the empty space on his pillow. Tyler makes a small noise, lips curving in his sleep and Reid continues to watch him, fighting his body’s response for more rest.
“Close your eyes,” Tyler rasps.
Reid does as told, but not without sniping back, “Faker.”
Tyler huffs, hand sneaking out to pull at the hem of Reid’s shirt. “You need your rest,” he orders not unkindly. After a pause, he adds softly, “I’m not goin’ anywhere.”
Reid allows himself to sink into the covers, closing his eyes as Tyler rubs soothing fingers along his shirt, rhythmic, lulling Reid back to sleep.
Reid isn’t sure which he prefers more—going to sleep with Tyler or waking up with him.
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Date: 2010-10-13 12:19 pm (UTC)One Sin More
Date: 2010-12-12 04:23 pm (UTC)Knowing that much more will kill him – that is the pain that he cannot endure mutely.
“Go inside,” he said as forcefully as he can. “I am not afraid.”
“I am!” Eric snarled, staring up at him with such a strange mingle of emotions on his face, panic and fury and longing, but most of all there was love. It would have stolen away his breath, if he had any. “I’m afraid, Godric, I’m afraid of a world you are not a part of.”
“You will adapt.” He cupped his child’s jaw, slid his fingers through pale blonde hair, feeling wonder as the powerful warrior shut his eyes and leaned into his touch, dying under the rising sun but still craving his touch.
“For what reason? If you die, I lose what I exist for.”
The sun was truly dawning now, the sky blossoming in a way he had never taken time to notice alive. It would take only a few more moments. “I have killed you once already. Do not make me bear this, too.”
Blue eyes opened, and it was like looking upon a dire wolf. “I will not move from your side.”
Damn Vikings and all their courage.
Godric’s gaze moved over Eric’s features, to the bloodied tracks flowing from his eyes, to the sun-smoke lifting from his pale skin like mist from a lake. No, this was a pain, a sin, he couldn’t bear. He nodded, smiling wanly at the brilliant look of joy on his child’s face. A moment later Eric was off his knees and they put their backs to the sun and to the final death.
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Date: 2010-10-13 12:22 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-10-13 04:56 pm (UTC)"It is my last sunrise before my return to Heaven, Dean," Castiel replied, not taking his eyes off the soft hues spreading over the horizon.
"But..I mean, seriously, Cas. Heaven. Considering God created everything, you'd think you'd be granted a sunrise or infinity. Front row seats."
"This is true," Castiel agreed. "But the view from Earth is..different. Fresh. Beautiful."
"So," Dean stifled a yawn, tucking his jacket tighter around his body to ward off the morning chill. "Why'm I here?"
"Because i wanted to spend these last moments with you, Dean," Castiel replied, in a matter of fact tone.
"Uh, right," Dean shifted, because that sort of thing, even coming from Cas, sounded...intimate. "Last night on earth. Guess it's a step up from not wanting to die a virgin, huh?"
Had he looked at the sunrise a second sooner, he would have missed Castiel's brief, bittersweet smile.
He had to admit...they were both pretty nice to watch.
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