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Hello everyone, I'm still [livejournal.com profile] crimson_antics and this is my third day of hosting.

Today's theme is The Four Elements. Your prompts can be about fire, water, earth, air, or a combination of those.

Don't forget the rules:
* Three prompts per fandom, and no more than five total. If one of your prompts is filled, you may post another.
* No spoilers for new shows/seasons until at least one week after airing.
* If your fill do contains spoilers, please warn accordingly and leave enough space for people to pass by.

Please think of our codemonkeys and use the following format for your prompts:
* Supernatural, Lucifer +/ Michael, Heaven on fire.
* Criminal Minds, Morgan/Reid, Earthquake.
* SGA/SG-1, John/Cam, Up in the air.

If none of today's prompts inspire you, feel free to browse through the Lonely Prompts.

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filled

Date: 2011-01-05 01:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] truthwritaslies.livejournal.com
He dreams that the box wasn't sealed as tighty as it had been.

That it had started to crack and crumble with age. The dirt trickled onto his face and the water that seeped the cracks turned it to mud, creeping into his nose and mouth and suffocating him.

He dreams that the bugs followed the dirt and water and ate their way through his not living but not dead flesh. He dreams he can feel EVERY... SINGLE... BITE.

He wakes up screaming and clawing at the binding bedclothes (that remind him uncomfortably of winding sheets). He climbs all the way from his little room under the hub to the very topmost point of the building and just breathes in the air, almost hyperventilating.

He's up there for hours or minutes or an eternity, he's never sure, until he sees Ianto coming back with those little cookies that Jack likes but can only be found in one shop on the opposite side of the city. Then he climbs down, shivvering and dizzy to be embraced and warmed by Ianto's strong, comforting hug.

He goes about his day as if nothing has happened and no one says anything when Jack too-casually announces that he'll gaurd the door this time when they have to go underground after an alien that apparently finds human brains to be delicious.

Re: filled

Date: 2011-01-05 06:32 pm (UTC)
sid: (Sam brains)
From: [personal profile] sid
Horrifyingly creepifying! (Or possibly the other way around.)

But the team has his back and Ianto is there to take care of the rest of him. *hugs Team Torchwood*

Re: filled

Date: 2011-01-06 05:17 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] samueljames
Poor Jack, it's a miracle that he's still sane after all he went through. I like Ianto comforting him, the gesture of getting the cookies was quite sweet.

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