Týsdagr: Dictionary Definitions

[ravenspear.livejournal.com]

Hello, everyone! This is ravenspear , signing on for another day of guest hosting!

Today, our theme will be Dictionary Definitions, which means that your prompt has to be the dictionary definition of a word (without noting the word itself). If you don't have a dictionary lying around, then Dictionary.com to the rescue!

As always, please abide by the rules:

♦ Post no more than five prompts in a row, and don't post more than three prompts for a single fandom. If someone fills a prompt of yours, you can then prompt again.
♦ There's to be no spoilers in prompts until a week from air/publication dates.
♦ If your fill contains spoilers, then please label it clearly and leave enough spaces for people to scroll on by.

And please format your prompts in the fashion that is pleasing to our beloved simian overlords.
Example:

Supernatural; Jimmy/Adam/Nick; a domestic arrangement in which three people having sexual relations occupy the same household.

Firefly/Battlestar Galactica; River/Leoben; having a beauty that appeals to the heart or mind as well as to the eye.

So have a great prompting and ficcing day, and if you don't find anything in this post to tickle your fancy, there's always the Delicious archives to go through. ♥


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[ravenspear.livejournal.com]

Supernatural; Jimmy/Adam/Nick; a domestic arrangement in which three people having sexual relations occupy the same household.

[ravenspear.livejournal.com]

Firefly/Battlestar Galactica; River/Leoben; having a beauty that appeals to the heart or mind as well as to the eye.

[ravenspear.livejournal.com]

Battlestar Galactica; Leoben/Kara/Sam; the feeling that what is wanted can be had.

[zekkass.livejournal.com]

Any, any, a throwing of a person or thing out of a window

Prague is for Lovers

[cageyklio.livejournal.com]

(sorry for answering two in one week. you give good prompt)

***

"Defenestration. Now those were good times. Have you ever been to Prague in the spring?"

Sam eyed Gabriel suspiciously from behind his laptop screen. "You caused the Thirty Years' War?"

"And the Crusades. But that was totally by accident."

"So basically you just like religious persecution in all its glory?"

Gabriel tutted. "Sam, I didn't do the persecuting. I just helped out with the defenestration. Mostly because it's a fun word to say. Defenestration. See, a riot! Literally, as it turned out."

Sam sighed. It was easy to forget, behind the playful exterior, that Gabriel was an expert in chaos. "Promise me--" he tried to think of something that he could reasonably expect Gabriel to do. "Promise me you won't prank anybody who doesn't deserve it."

Gabriel touched his chin thoughtfully. "Is a snake in Dean's bed okay?"

Sam shrugged. "Just a little one."

[somehowunbroken]

Stargate Atlantis/STargate SG-1, John/Cam, to reduce or remove the practical significance of; make purely theoretical or academic.

[zekkass.livejournal.com]

A Bit of Fry and Laurie, Tony Murchison, the ability to sit through or tolerate something boring.

[somehowunbroken]

Hawaii Five-0, Steve/Danny, a person or thing that can be called on if necessary; help or support.

[ravenspear.livejournal.com]

Supernatural; Balthazar/any; inclined to, characterized by, or inciting to lust or lechery.

[zekkass.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, any, an abnormal fear of lightning and thunder.

[zekkass.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, any vessel, The exploitation and intimidation of tenants by landlords.

Suffer Well; Michael + Adam; PG-13 ish I guees, 1/2

[nights-fang.livejournal.com]

Notes: I've been rewatching Inception, and Angel of Death again. And RPing crazy!Adam. I blame this fic on that.

Adam is not an easy vessel to use.

It takes a lifetime in his own heaven, for Michael to get the barest utterance of the word yes out of his lips. Adam is resilient, strong, unwavering. He doesn't break under Raphael's hands or even under Michael's own. It takes the mention of Kate Milligan for the boy to give. He spits out his assent in all righteous fury. Even then, there is a hint of something dark in his eyes promising revenge, promising Michael that he will regret this as Michael fills in inside him, spreading his grace through Adam's nerves and making Adam's body his. The boy is definitely a Winchester, even if he denies it.

Michael pushes Adam's soul to the far recesses of his mind, and Adam retreats, not hissing and spitting like Michael expected him too, not yelling for his wife's safety like John had, but brimming with cold fury and determination. Michael thinks nothing of it, and flexes his fingers testing out this new improvised true vessel.

(The lack of any reaction should be a sign of things to come, a sign that maybe Raphael or him may have broken something essential in Adam, but Michael is too focused on bringing about Paradise, to realise it.)

~

It starts with small things. Things not really worth bothering about when the bigger picture is much more important than trivial matters. Like how Michael needs to focus more grace than he should to use Adam's body. That makes sense. Adam is not really his true vessel, and while he isn't a completely imperfect fit, he's not a perfect one either. Michael had the same problems during the short stint when he used John.

But then there's the ever obvious presence of Adam still in there. The boy does nothing – well not always, but he makes his presence known. It's unnerving because in the years he's lived and the temporary vessels he's taken, no soul had such a strong presence once he took over. Most of them simply slept inside him. But Adam is wide awake, and there, waiting for something, even if it means risking burning out his soul bit by bit on Michael's grace.

Once, while he's busy searching for Lucifer to keep tabs on his brother's whereabouts, Michael realises just what the boy is trying to do. Adam isn't simply lurking, he's filling the gaps of himself where Michael's grace can't reach, systematically trying to take back control of his body. And he's succeeding.

Normal humans shouldn't be able to even do that. Their will isn't strong enough.

(In two days, Michael will learn that he's wrong, and humans are perfectly capable of taking back control when Sam Winchester does it, but for now he tries to push Adam back. Adam retreats, soul burning out, but with a sort of smugness that tells Michael that this won't be the first time it happens.)

~

For the next two days, the presence is still there, but now Adam starts talking to him. Not threats, not taunts, but the boy casually starts throwing out these tiny hypotheticals. Most consists of what would happen if Michael lost, and Lucifer won. He goes on gleefully about exactly how Lucifer might get his revenge, what Lucifer would to if he won. To earth, heaven, the angels, and Michael, all in lovingly excruciating detail, in a voice that suggests he's simply talking about the weather.

~

Castiel molotovs him with holy fire. Through the haze of that white hot, Michael feels Adam bury fingers into his grace and claw at it, cackling all the time. The pain is excruciating in it's own, but Adam takes the liberty to actually increase it.

[ravenspear.livejournal.com]

Supernatural; Castiel/any nonhuman; an overwhelming feeling of reverence, admiration, fear, etc., produced by that which is grand, sublime, extremely powerful, or the like.

[doyle_sb4.livejournal.com]

Supernatural; Claire; the condition of being favoured or sanctified by God

[sheryden.livejournal.com]

Kane RPS, Chris/Steve, to drain of strength or energy

[sheryden.livejournal.com]

Leverage, Eliot/Moreau, a situation of great peril

[sheryden.livejournal.com]

Leverage, Eliot + team, barren or laid waste; devastated

[sheryden.livejournal.com]

Angel the Series, Wesley/Fred, the state of being one

[clwilson2006.livejournal.com]

SGA, Lorne/Parrish, the drowsy period between wakefulness and sleep, during which fantasies and hallucinations often occur.

[clwilson2006.livejournal.com]

Sanctuary, Nikola Tesla, 1.an exceptional natural capacity of intellect, especially as shown in creative and original work in science, art, music, etc. 2.a person having such capacity. 3.
a person having an extraordinarily high intelligence rating on a psychological test, as an iq above 140.

[clwilson2006.livejournal.com]

SGA, Lorne/Parrish, having an urgent need, desire, etc.

[cageyklio.livejournal.com]

Sherlock, John/Sherlock; of, pertaining to, endowed with, or affecting the sense of touch.

For Later Use

[devils-almond.livejournal.com]

A factor to Sherlock Holmes’ ever impressive methods of deduction was his acute senses. Scenes flashed before his eyes would be quickly forgotten by his less than observant counterparts. His ears picked up and catalogued every whistle or hum in the air, sorted by apparent relevance and musical intonation, the latter not for organizational purposes, but rather just for fun. Smell and taste helped place him in various areas in London, such as with foods or businesses specializing in beauty products, as well as giving him an insight into time, and sometimes even cause, of death.

The only sense he did not utilize so keenly was touch.

He knew the feel of cold metal, sharp as in a knife or heavy as in a gun. He knew the soft, barely there caress of powder, as in cyanide or cocaine. Physical sensation, if not pertaining to a case immediately, was saved and stored for later, should its use become apparent later on--otherwise, while always there in his mind, it was temporarily forgotten.

During a rather boring case of a young man and his child found dead behind an optometrist’s office building, Sherlock noticed the return of one of those odd sensations, a feeling not found by the physical touch by his fingers, but one intangible. John Watson remarked sadly toward the age of the child, a fact already taken account of on Sherlock’s part, but not immediately useful. A officer on the scene, a woman, late twenties, maybe early thirties, probably with a child of her own or wanting of one, rested her hand on John’s shoulder briefly, then walked away, without so much as a word shared. John glanced at her as she walked away, not looking anywhere but the back of her head. He then turned forward and looked at Sherlock, with a look he saw many times in John’s eyes.

Sherlock sighed and gazed at the corpses again, their stories wafting up, untangling their mystery in Sherlock’s head. The curious feeling Sherlock could only title as ‘John Watson’ was sorted back into its place again, for later inquiry and use.

[cageyklio.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Gabriel/Sam; without beginning or end, perpetual, ceaseless

[obsessivemuch1.livejournal.com]

Stargate SG1, Ba'al (paired or unpaired), so complicated or intricate as to be hard to understand or deal with

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

The Demonata, the demons + Beranabus, having a likeness or resemblance, especially in a general way

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Judeo-Christian, Raphael + Azazel, to disappoint the hopes or expectations of; be disloyal to

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Some Like it Hot, Jerry/Joe (Sugar/Joe + Osgood/Jerry), participation in multiple and simultaneous loving or sexual relationships

[dome_epais.livejournal.com]

Once they were on the yacht, all four of them had nothing to do but stare at each other.

Jerry touched Osgood's arm. "Just a second? I need to talk to Joe."

Osgood smiled at him, just like always. "Right, right. I'll go arrange dinner."

Jerry caught Joe's eye and then nodded to Sugar. Joe cottoned on and asked, "Sugar, baby, can we have a second? You can go check out the view of the land from out here."

She beamed at him, still drunk on impulsive decisions. Her lipstick was a trace of bright red around perfect teeth.

When they were alone, Joe blew out a breath and admittedly, "I love her. God. But I haven't a clue how we'll live."

"That's easy," Jerry tsked. "I'll marry Osgood and you can live with us."

A line showed up just over Joe's nose. Jerry knew that line well. "You'd have to pretend to be a girl. Forever."

Jerry shrugged. "Just in public. This is just a guess, but I don't think Osgood is so great with people."

Joe crossed his arms and let the silence stretch out. Then he said, "You can't marry this guy just because he's rich."

"I'm not!" At Joe's look, Jerry admitted, "That tips the scales, sure. But also I kinda like him. He's a loon, completely daffy, but also kinda hilarious."

Joe finally asked his real question: "So, what, you like guys now?"

Jerry threw his hands up. "That's rich, considering that I know how well you can blow a sax."

Joe blushed with his whole face. "Well. I mean besides just me."

"Yeah, alright?" With another sigh, Jerry knocked their shoulders together. "Yeah, I do. I guess."

Joe nodded, bit his lip. "So are we still gonna...?"

"Do stuff? As long as we know each other."

Joe nodded again. Then he laughed. "We've sure got our work cut out for us. How are we gonna explain that to our new significant others?"

"That's easy. We just say that this us thing was significant first. Besides," Jerry says, grabbing Joe's arm and leading the way back to his new fiance, "they're both nuts. I don't think they'll mind so much."