Monday: Fluff/Schmoop
Feb. 14th, 2011 02:41 amHello all.
sycophantastic here, your guest host for the week. I'm real happy to be back & I'm sure it's gonna be just as fun as last time. :)
As I think most of us are aware, this isn't just any old Monday. In case you've forgotten about February 14th, here's a reminder - Happy Valentine's Day! Given the occasion, I figured we'd start with the theme of Fluff/Schmoop. Feel like something light-hearted? Something full of True Love™? A first date? A first kiss? Today's the day! Anything fun & sweet is what we're going for.
Please keep these rules in mind:
And that's your cue. Have at it!
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As I think most of us are aware, this isn't just any old Monday. In case you've forgotten about February 14th, here's a reminder - Happy Valentine's Day! Given the occasion, I figured we'd start with the theme of Fluff/Schmoop. Feel like something light-hearted? Something full of True Love™? A first date? A first kiss? Today's the day! Anything fun & sweet is what we're going for.
Please keep these rules in mind:
- 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.
Nothing grab your interest? That's alright, there are plenty of Lonely Prompts out there. Feel free to check 'em out.
- Supernatural, Dean/Castiel, How to Woo Dean Winchester (Hunter, Righteous Man, Occasional Assbutt) by Castiel
- Hawaii Five-0, Steve/Danny + Chin + Kono, Danny gives everyone on the team a home-made red-&-pink-construction-paper Valentine
- Merlin, Arthur/Merlin, he's not sure why Arthur brought him (& only him) along on this "quest"... or why Arthur brought a blanket & a basket full of food
And that's your cue. Have at it!
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Date: 2011-02-14 07:26 pm (UTC)http://zatnikatel.livejournal.com/48561.html
NB Spoilers up to 6.12/Like a Virgin
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Date: 2011-02-14 09:45 am (UTC)Not Going Away - G
Date: 2011-02-17 04:14 am (UTC)Balthazar blinked down at Ben. "Say what?"
"Valentine's Day," the eleven-year-old explained patiently. "It's tomorrow. You're taking mom out for dinner, right?"
The angel blinked, frowned and waved Ben around the couch to sit next to him, muting the TV with a thought. "What day?"
Ben stared at him for a long moment. "Don't angels have Valentine's Day?"
"I'm going to say no," Balthazar said. "So why don't you explain this odd human tradition of celebrating a day of Valentine."
"Valentine's Day," Ben corrected. "It's all kissy and happy and mushy stuff. Boys get chocolate and roses for the girls they like and take them out for dinner and there's a lot of red and pink and white," he expanded. "I have to get Valentines for my whole class, but adults do special stuff. At least," he added, "Dean and mom did. Before Dean left."
Balthazar sighed, reaching one arm and an invisible wing out to pull Ben in closer. "I'm not leaving, Ben."
"That's what Dean said, too," Ben said, fitting himself against Balthazar's side.
"Well, I'm not Dean." Balthazar thought for a moment. "I think perhaps I will tell you a bit about me, about why I came here in the first place."
Ben craned his head to look up at him. "Yeah?"
"Yes. You deserve to know. Now, be quiet."
Ben nodded and settled again and Balthazar took a deep breath.
"I'm an angel. You know that, already. I was in the garrison headed by the archangel Gabriel."
"Uncle Gabe," Ben said. Balthazar smiled; he liked that his human fledgling had accepted Dean, Sam, Castiel and Gabriel as part of his extended family.
"Yeah, Uncle Gabe. What'd I say about being quiet?"
"Sorry."
"You're forgiven. Now. I was in Gabriel's garrison, but when he disappeared, someone had to take his place. Not me, of course, but Zachariah."
"I know this part."
"Ben."
"Sorry. Please continue."
Balthazar shook his head in fond exasperation. "As I was saying, Zachariah took over the garrison. That was, hmm. Almost two thousand years ago, as humans tell time. That's when the trouble started, I think. Not that any of us recognized it as trouble then.
"Then things started happening. Allowing a demonic deal to happen, shaping the lives of various humans, setting certain events into place. Some of us didn't like what we saw, so we slipped away, went 'under the radar', so to speak. Like Gabriel, we hid from Heaven.
"After the apocalypse-that-wasn't, Heaven did a bit of shuffling things about. Castiel became an honorary archangel. There was war in Heaven, the likes of which angels hadn't seen in many, many years.
"Some of us came forward, helped fight that war."
"But not you," Ben interjected, apparently unable to stay quiet any longer. Balthazar sighed, but didn't admonish him.
"Not me," he agreed. "I kind of liked you oddball humans. But Heaven found me, anyway. Or rather, Castiel did. And he's nicer than most, as you've heard."
Ben nodded. "Nicer than Dean," he added. Balthazar laughed.
"Yeah, he is."
"So, what happened with Uncle Cas?"
Balthazar smiled. "He gave me a choice. I could return to Heaven and resume my position, rejoin my family. Or I could stay here, on permanent assignment, and maybe never see my home again."
Ben sat forward, turning to look at Balthazar directly. "Why didn't you go home?"
"Because this had become my home," Balthazar said. "As much as I missed my brothers, I wanted to stay here more. So, Cas told me that there was a woman and her son that could use a guardian angel."
"Me and mom."
"You and your mom, yes."
Ben thought about that for a long moment. "So, you won't leave."
"I won't leave."
"Great," Ben said. "That's good. Are you taking my mom out for dinner or not?"
Balthazar sighed. "I don't know. Did Dean take her out for dinner?"
"Yeah, he did. got her flowers and stuff, too."
The angel hummed. "Why don't you tell me everything you can remember Dean doing for this Valentine's Day. Then I can be sure of doing better."
Ben grinned. "All right."
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Date: 2011-02-28 06:13 pm (UTC)----
Deans lying on the grass, the Impala nearby as he and Anna watch the clouds, they breathe in the fresh air of the airy night.
“Do you ever miss it, heaven, do you ever miss heaven?” Dean asks as he turns his head, facing Anna
“Sometimes”, Anna says as she turns her head to face him, “But then I remember why I fell.”
“How can that be? You had everything, you where an angel, so sure of yourself, no doubts – “
“And no love or emotions”, she adds, and Dean understands love, its why he does what he does, for his family, for the people he loves, in order to keep them safe.
“So let me get this right, you fell because you wanted to do all the kissy, holding hands crap?
“Not just the kissy and holding hands crap but yes”. She says as she smiles at him.
“And was it worth it?”
“Being here, with you, watching the clouds go by, being able to feel, understand things I never could as an angel, yes, it was worth it”, she says as she takes his hand in hers and lays her head on his chest and he holds her close to him as he places a soft kiss on her forehead and they both breath as they watch the clouds pass by.
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Date: 2011-02-14 10:16 am (UTC)10 Things I Know About You - Supernatural/Leverage, Dean/Eliot, PG-13
Date: 2011-02-14 01:22 pm (UTC)2. It's ok to ask about his scars, but not in front of his team. And be prepared to put your sex drive in neutral if you ask about a scar with a really bad story. But if it's ok, he'll damn near come apart when you put your mouth on them.
3. Yeah, he has history. He wants to hear yours too. Trying to one-up each other all night can be damn fun.
4. Car sex? A total turn-on. Remember to leave supplies in the glove box.
5. He may be a lot shorter than you, but can kick your ass five ways from Friday, monster-hunting notwithstanding. Don't keep challenging him. Just don't.
6. If you do forget number five, accept defeat gracefully, or at least with good humor. The "sorry I kicked your ass" sex is damn good.
7. He won't ask for help. Give it anyway; he won't tell you no.
8. Yes, he can't reach that cut. Yes, it hurts like hell. No, he's not going to the emergency room. Good thing you've dealt with things like that all your life.
9. You both have nightmares. And you won't tell anyone about them. He appreciates that more than he can say.
10. He doesn't believe this can last. He believes he could die at any time. Prove him wrong, even if you're not that certain about your own life expectancy. Life is too damn short to spend it alone.
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Date: 2011-02-14 10:16 am (UTC)Fill
Date: 2011-02-28 11:48 pm (UTC)Jessica can hear Hoyts heart beating as it pumps blood through his body, she tries to control herself but it’s not long before her fangs are extracting. Jessica tries to stop herself as she remembers, remembers all the times she’s spent with Hoyt, in merlot, in this very same house, the way he stands up for her when his no good of a mother says things about her being a Vamp and in the end that’s what stops her.
She can feel herself calming down, slowly getting back control of herself and she’s grateful when she looks up at Hoyt and sees that he has his eyes closed, his head thrown back on the couch, oblivious to what’s just happened.
"Is everything alright?" He asks as he rubs her arm.
"Every things perfect", Jessica tells him as she cuddles closer to him, meaning every word because there is no other man as perfect as Hoyt is.
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Date: 2011-02-14 05:15 pm (UTC)When he skips beers and chips in celebration of Edwards promotion in favour of watching a night blooming rose with David, he merely rolls his eyes at the looks the guys give him.
When Evan re-arranges the off-world schedule so that David is in Atlantis for his Birthday and they share dinner for two, he shrugs and thinks it’s nothing he wouldn’t do for any member of the science team.
When Evan plans a trip home after the city is settled in San Francisco bay and he automatically packs for David too, he pauses, and looks around him. He’s surprised how much of David is in his quarters, in his life and in his heart. He decides he likes it like that, and that this is forever. Smiling to himself, he shoves extra socks in the corner of the bag, David always gets cold feet.
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Date: 2011-02-14 10:22 am (UTC)Fill: "Blanketing"
Date: 2014-09-21 05:45 pm (UTC)"You're huge and you're hogging the blanket," Eliot growled from where he lay on the other side of Parker. "My ass isn't covered."
"You could roll over," Parker suggested.
"Then my di - front wouldn't be covered."
"I'll reach across and cover that for you," Hardison said.
Eliot's glare could've caught him on fire. Too bad it didn't. Some extra warmth would be nice.
"Sex would warm us all up," Parker said, as if just thinking of it.
Eliot grunted. "You're both lechers."
"Warm lechers," Hardison reminded.
"Only because you have all the blanket and Parker's in the middle!"
"I like the middle," Parker said. "It's a good place." She turned to face Eliot. "Wanna have sex? I'd let you be in the middle."
He flushed. "I just want to sleep!"
"Orgasms help with that."
"Shut up, Hardison!"
"He's right." Parker nodded.
Eliot grabbed the blanket, giving it a good yank. It flew across them both, and he rolled up into it. "There. You two have sex. I'm going to get some sleep."
Hardison gaped. "You - you just stole the blanket! Parker, you're the master thief, get it back!"
Parker's answer was to snuggle up against Eliot. "Mm, you're warm."
"Suck up," Hardison muttered, and rolled up behind her. Damn, it was cold.
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Date: 2011-02-14 10:32 am (UTC)I Wanna Hold Your Hand, Reid/Tyler, holding hands
Date: 2011-02-14 01:51 pm (UTC)The notes he had received over the last few months had suggested a true romantic, someone who seemed to know Tyler's heart, and Tyler knew he had fallen in love with this mystery person; that he was his soulmate. And now he about to discover who had captured his heart.
It didn't matter who it turned out to be, he told himself. Sure, he had pterodactyls doing cartwheels in his stomach at the thought of who it might be. It could be any one of the guys attending Spencer with him. Reid's endless teasing that his admirer was Aaron Abbott had almost gotten to him, but now, at this moment, Tyler just wanted to find out who it was.
Slowly weaving his way between his classmates, Tyler headed for the back corner. Wiping his sweating palms against his dress pants, he finally reached the dimly-lit corner of the gym and blinked in confusion. His heart fell into his stomach, realizing it was all just an elaborate, cruel joke. Because standing there, holding a small bouquet of daisies, was none other than Reid.
Tyler did have to admit that Reid looked a little unsure, which wasn't the expected reaction from a joke, and approached his best friend and roommate.
"Is this a joke?" Tyler asked quietly.
"What? No, it's really me, Ty." At this, Reid thrust the flowers at Tyler and gave a small smile. "I wanted to tell you this whole time that it was me, but I just couldn't. You were really getting into the notes and I was afraid you'd freak out or something if you knew it was me."
Tyler swallowed through his continued shock and stepped closer to Reid, clutching the daisies like a life-line. "How long have you felt this way? And why now?"
Reid closed the remaining distance between them and met Tyler's mouth in a gentle kiss. "We can talk about all the hows and whys later. Right now, I just want to dance with you."
With that, Reid laced his fingers with Tyler's and led him onto the dance floor, ignoring the surprised glances and shocked whispers of their classmates.
Tyler never imagined that the person he already felt the closest to could become even more, but as he and Reid got lost in their own little world, he couldn't be happier.
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