Wednesday Whispers

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Wednesday Whispers

Today is a day for prompting the quiet things. Prompt with romantic whispers, Pyramid Head is outside the door whispers, sleepy whispers, stage whispers, trapped in a closet whispers. Prompt for hushing, silence, secrets spoken very softly, and anything else you can think of.

Just please remember to follow the usual rules:

No more than 5 prompts in a row, no more than 3 prompts per fandom. If someone answers your prompt, you may prompt again.

No spoilers in your prompt until 1 week after the original air/publication date. If there are spoilers in your response you must warn in bold and leave at least 3 spaces.

Please remember our diligent code monkeys and format your prompts properly, including an appropriate length. For example:


Deathnote, Light/L, L whispers “Liar.” Light knows it’s true.

Zombieland/Left 4 Dead (1), Tallahassee/Francis, They’re hiding in a closet with 50 ravenous freaks outside the door. Can that much testosterone stay quiet?


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[oroburos69.livejournal.com]

Deathnote, Light/L, L whispers “Liar.” Light knows it’s true.

[oroburos69.livejournal.com]

Zombieland/Left 4 Dead (1), Tallahassee/Francis, They’re hiding in a closet with 50 ravenous freaks outside the door. Can that much testosterone stay quiet?

[cageyklio.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Gabriel/Sam, "stay absolutely quiet"

[mahmfic.livejournal.com]

Doctor Who, Harry/Sarah Jane, secret engagment

[cageyklio.livejournal.com]

Inception, Ariadne/Arthur, speak softly (they're watching)

[mahmfic.livejournal.com]

Doctor Who, 10/Sarah Jane, hush now

[mahmfic.livejournal.com]

Doctor Who, 4/Sarah Jane, things left unsaid

[mahmfic.livejournal.com]

Merlin (BBC), Mordred/Merlin, silence spell

[jemzamia.livejournal.com]

Merlin yells. He yells Arthur's name louder than he ever has before. Terror coarsely tears through his throat as he watches Mordred emerge from the mist and creep up behind Arthur. Unnerving blue eyes immediately fix with Merlin’s, intent on revelling in the grief his next move will make. A chillingly satisfied grin sweeps across Mordred’s face as he takes his final few steps towards Arthur. Mordred’s eyes mocked Merlin’s screams. He knew that they were futile. A silencing spell, cunningly cast during their previous encounter, had rendered Merlin’s voice inaudible to anyone but himself. All of Merlin’s efforts would be in vain.

Arthur never turned around. No matter how much Merlin pleaded for him to do so. A flash of light thudded into the Prince’s body, violently forcing him ninety degrees, his eyes finally finding Merlin’s. He watched the shock on Arthur’s face, the life gently ebb away from it and then finally fall to the floor.

The screaming in Merlin’s head is deafening.

[mahmfic.livejournal.com]

Merlin (BBC), Morgana/Gwen, too many secrets

[samueljames]

Chuck, Chuck/Bryce, whispered conversations before breakfast.

[cageyklio.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Gabriel/Sam, whispers of things to come

[samueljames]

Criminal Minds, Hotch/Reid & Jack, while they're discussing a case- 'it's rude to whisper Daddy.'

[domestik-fucker.livejournal.com]

The Losers, Cougar/Jensen, he only says sweet nothings to his computers

[samueljames]

Star Trek XI, Pike/Kirk/McCoy, 'sshh Jim, we got you. What happened?'

[creepy_shetan]

Inception, author's choice, whispered threats and promises

[tvashti.livejournal.com]

Ariadne began to cross the floor. Halfway there, however, she was intercepted by Saito. "Enjoying yourself?"

She smiled, although what she really wanted to do was brush past him. "It's wonderful. Really, Saito, you didn't have to do all this. It's not like Tom can't afford it."

He took her right hand and brushed his lips across the knuckles. "It's my gift to you both."

"Oh..."

"And it was the perfect opportunity to threaten his life."

"Saito!" Ariadne hissed. She would have hit him, too, but there were too many people around. "If you tell me it was 'neater,' so help me God I will..." She swallowed an inarticulate snarl and stalked away.

His brows drew together. "But it was."

Read the entire response here. (http://august-85th.livejournal.com/10931.html#cutid1)

[creepy_shetan]

Eureka, Jack/Nathan, "Don't. Move."

[creepy_shetan]

White Collar, Neal/Peter, a breathless confession

So... this is probably not what you wanted at all, so sorry!

[lmx-v3point3.livejournal.com]

"Peter? Peter!" Neal is breathless, wide-eyed. Peter feels like someone just kicked him in the ribs. With a pile driver. Neal should really keep his voice down so Peter can work out where the shooters are. And so the shooters don't work out where they are.

"Shh!" he hisses at the CI, not needing to force a scowl as he strugged back into a sitting position.

"Peter, I stole the Taylor-Burton Diamond in '98," he blurted out, like it had been sitting in his mind for a while. "And I made the attempt on the Louvre's da Vinci that you investigated for a while, but their security force was ex-miliary and... There were three forgeries sold after I managed to convince my fence that I did manage to lift it and replace it. And... shit, Peter."

By this point, Peter is starting to catch his breath, and is ever more aware that Neal appears to be losing his mind. "Why are you telling me all this?" he asks, gasping as he tenderly shifts the front of his vest where three bullets are embedded and glancing around the corner to work out whether the shooters have approached or scarpered with the paintings.

"Peter..." Neal starts again, and Peter turns around just in time to see him keel over, two hands on the bullet wound in his gut, just below the bottom of his vest.

[samueljames]

CSI:NY, Mac/Adam, Adam finds it hard to open up about his fantasies so Mac has him whisper them to him (which for Adam has the added bonus of not having to make eye contact.)

[samueljames]

Life On Mars, Sam/Gene, a whispered row in Gene's office so the team won't overhear.

[mangacrack.livejournal.com]

Supernatural. Castiel/Dean, he soothes the tortured soul while he carries him out of hell

Castiel/Dean: Long is the Way

[xarixian.livejournal.com]

The soul is a mass of black and writhing hatred, its form shifting, smoky talons trying to claw at Castiel’s face. The further up they ascend, the more they begin to look like fingers; the smouldering embers set in its half-remembered face become a murky brown fading into green. Castiel isn’t deceived, he can still feel it, the polluted soul screaming beneath the not-quite-solid surface of loose skin.

Castiel clutches it closer, ignores the flood of fear and pain that shivers up through the point of contact. He summons all his strength, his calm, and lets it wash through the flayed and damaged soul. It goes quiet, eyes clear and green for a moment before they roll back in its head.

And then they’re out, free, and Castiel has never felt so relieved. He wants to abandon this burden, to seek refuge in the garden of Heaven where such bitter hate does not exist, but he knows he won’t. Instead he remakes it, strips away the evil from it, whispers to it, cradles it as though he were a human mother with a human child.

His mark is a part of it now, and as he fixes the torn and broken body that will house this soul, he knows this won’t be last he sees of Dean Winchester.

[xarixian.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Sam/Dean, library

[badgerling.livejournal.com]

Stargate SG-1, Jack/Daniel, the first time Jack said he loved him, he spoke too softly for Daniel to hear.

filled

[truthwritaslies.livejournal.com]

The first time he says it Jack knows Daniel doesn't hear him. Jack's voice is almost in audible to his own ears, scarcely more than a sigh, and Daniel is distracted, excitedly chattering on about how amazing it is to find something the reads so much like ancient Greek on a planet so far away from their own.

It's still early enough in the Stargate project that they haven't really seen much differance in the cultural markers left on ruined planets.

The discovery lights Daniel up and for some reason it catches Jack off gaurd. It's not until too late that Jack's even realized what he said.

Jack turns away and pretends to be interested in some rather bizzare pictures on the wall as he tries to work out just why he had said those words, especially in an enviroment where being overheard could ruin or end his career.

It will be ten years and uncountable nearly silent declarations before he will tell Daniel to his face. The smile Daniel gives him at the time will make him think that he hasn't been as quiet as he believed.

[truthwritaslies.livejournal.com]

any, any, Like Echo in Greek mythology his/her voice has become little more than a whisper on the wind, constantly repeating all his/her superiors tell him/her.

[xarixian.livejournal.com]

Supernatural/CW RPS, Jensen/Gabriel, When Gabriel shows up at Jensen's party, Jensen has to keep him quiet and away from the other guests.

[truthwritaslies.livejournal.com]

any, any, telling secrets in childish whispers.

Gossip, Torchwood, Team with Implied!Jack/Ianto, R

[hanorganaas.livejournal.com]

The kind folk of Torchwood didn't think anything of it when both Ianto Jones and Jack Harkness stepped away for a moment. But when it was taking a rather long time for their leader and his their ever so diligent task master to return, suspicions began to rise.

Owen Harper, Gwen Cooper and Toshiko remained silent about the loud absence until Owen broke the silence.

"Alright I am going to say it," He said with a loud whisper, "They are somewhere fucking each other's brains out."

Tosh turned from her computer and shook her head.

"Oh thank god," She whispered like a young school girl spreading a rumor before taking a sip of her coffee, "I thought I was the only one who thought so."

Gwen looked at the two of them in disbelief. She knew Jack long enough to know the man liked to flirt with everything capable to breathe, but Ianto....

"It doesn't seem plausible," She said raising an eyebrow, "Ianto is not his type!"

"It's Jack we're talking about," Owen teased still talking in a quiet voice incase Ianto and Jack returned, "he once flirted with a spider I saw it with my one eyes."

"I agree," Tosh added in a equally in teasing tone, "the definition of Pansexual in the Oxford Dictionary should simply say Captain Jack Harkness"

"Clever," Owen continued. He was about to open his mouth when the team heard feet shuffling, "shit the lovebirds are comming back to work."

The three Torchwood members turned back to their desks as if they were working. At the corner of his eye they saw Jack and Ianto coming down the stairs. Ianto looked flustered in a good way as he adjusted his tie and Jack....he just looked like he was crowned King of England.

As they passed the three Torchwood members into Jack's office they just chatted casually. Owen looked from his desk the moment they were out of the clear.

"See," He whispered in a childish teasing tone, "I told you they were fucking."

And a voiced boomed into the room:

"I HEARD THAT!"