Tuesday: Nonsense Words
May. 31st, 2011 07:05 amWell, it's the day of Tues, and today's theme is 'Nonsense Words'....
As always, please remember--only three posts per fandom, and five posts per day, unless/until one of yours is answered, in which case you may feel free to post another.
Also, no spoilers in your prompts for at least a week after airing; if your comment fic contains spoilers, please put a warning at the top and leave several spaces so that those of us who don't like being spoiled can safely pass.
And remember, our codemonkeys work hard for us, so please make their job as painless as possible--post your prompts in the correct format:
Prince of Tennis, author's choice, abandolism
Beauty and the Beast, the Family, it was bad enough that Mouse was talking actual nonsense--now Paschal was tapping it
Harry Potter/SGA, Rodney and Arthur Weasley, bleeberflibbit
Enjoy!
As always, please remember--only three posts per fandom, and five posts per day, unless/until one of yours is answered, in which case you may feel free to post another.
Also, no spoilers in your prompts for at least a week after airing; if your comment fic contains spoilers, please put a warning at the top and leave several spaces so that those of us who don't like being spoiled can safely pass.
And remember, our codemonkeys work hard for us, so please make their job as painless as possible--post your prompts in the correct format:
Prince of Tennis, author's choice, abandolism
Beauty and the Beast, the Family, it was bad enough that Mouse was talking actual nonsense--now Paschal was tapping it
Harry Potter/SGA, Rodney and Arthur Weasley, bleeberflibbit
Enjoy!
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Date: 2011-05-31 12:52 pm (UTC)Torchwood, Jack/Ianto, Beautiful Welsh Vowels
Date: 2012-07-11 01:51 pm (UTC)Then the nonsensical ramblings continued and Jack grew concerned. "You can't just string vowels together and expect me to understand you." He played the distress off as a joke and tried to remain calm.
Ianto smiled and started to laugh before placing a kiss on the back of Jack’s neck.
“Okay, what gives?” he was now worried about the sanity of the man he was in bed with.
“I’m only giving you what you asked for, Jack. You said you wanted to hear my beautiful Welsh vowels. Ask and you shall receive, my love.” Ianto made sure to draw out each vowel for maximum effect, knowing the effect they had on especially in such close proximity.
“Cheeky bugger.” Jack rolled his eyes and turned to face Ianto, rewarding him with a steamy kiss.
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Date: 2011-05-31 01:02 pm (UTC)Merlin (BBC)
Date: 2012-01-31 03:50 am (UTC)"You've got to do something, Gaius, I've got no idea what's wrong with him." Behind him, the Crown Prince of Camelot cackled madly, picking up one of the model cavalry pieces on the map the nobles used for war strategy and crushing an innocent castle.
Gauis raised his eyebrow at the spectacle and got to work. A few minutes later, he had a diagnosis:
"I'm afraid Prince Arthur has been cursed with evilitis," he told Merlin in a deeply concerned tone.
"He's got what?" Merlin said in disblief.
"Evilitis," Gaius enunciated. "It's a very dangerous spell, Merlin." Arthur spat a fig into Gaius' hair, grinning evilly.
The young warlock sighed. It was going to be one of those days.
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Date: 2011-05-31 01:15 pm (UTC)I was thinking of a son - Glee/Thor, PG, pre-series and pre-movie
Date: 2011-10-18 03:18 pm (UTC)(In this 'verse.)
"Love, come on," Kathryn calls. "It's your bedtime."
Kurt pouts at her; Burt smiles, standing in the doorway. He's home early tonight, and so happy to be able to finally see Kurt before he's all tucked up.
"Daddy's home," Kurt hisses at Kathryn. "I can't go to sleep!"
Burt muffles his laughter with his hand. Kathryn simply pats the bed beside her. "Up here, Kurt," she says. "Daddy will read to you."
Kurt lights up, rushing over and bouncing onto the bed. "Really?" he asks, looking over at Burt.
Nodding, Burt walks over, settling next to Kathryn. Kurt crawls onto his lap, shoving the book at him.
"Poetry?" Burt asks. Well, the kid likes 'sensible' heels (which, Burt still doesn't know what they are, but Kathryn picked out some Kurt loved, so.) so what's poetry after that.
"Jabberwocky!" Kurt demands, flipping the book open. His little face is so fierce, and Burt can hear the laughter Kathryn is holding in.
"I'll leave you boys to it," she says, kissing Kurt's forehead and Burt's lips.
Burt stretches out, holding the book in the air above him; Kurt settles along his side, listening avidly as Burt reads. The made-up words give him pause, but Kurt yells them with force, giggling.
“Daddy,” Kurt mumbles as Burt tucks the blanket around him. “Am I a beamish boy?”
“The beamiest,” Burt promises. “I’ll see you in the mornin’, kiddo.” He kisses Kurt’s forehead and flicks the light.
Kathryn is reading one of her murder-mysteries in their bed, and she grins up at him. “Your son is a good boy,” she announces. “He got in a fight protecting a garter snake today.”
“Really?” Burt asks in surprise, stripping off his shirt and jeans. “I wouldn’t expect our fussy kid to like creepy-crawlies.”
With a delicate shrug, Kathryn sets aside her book. “He favors the unlikable,” she says, eyes caught in the shadows and dark green for a moment. “He told me the snake was only trying to escape, anyway. He provided the distraction.” She smiles. “Burt, your son understands about allies.”
Burt gives her a quick glance, then looks at the book; it’s a historical murder-mystery. Well, that explains her odd mood.
“Come to bed,” Kathryn says. “A hard worker deserves a reward.”
(In a year, Kathryn and Kurt will be in accident. Kathryn will die on impact; Kurt will survive without a scratch.
In a year, Kurt will throw all his books around the room, and rip the children’s poetry volume apart.
In a year, Kurt will scream for his mother, will talk to her like she’s still there, and will often fall asleep on the floor of his parents’ room, curled up beside his mother’s wardrobe.
In a year, Kurt will find a garter snake in the yard and decide to adopt it. He’ll name it Jori and carry it around like a toy, and tell his father that one day, he’d ride the Jabberwock, wielding the vorpal blade, and his mother would rule the world.
“Of course, kiddo,” Burt will say, determined to be strong for his little boy.)
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Date: 2011-05-31 02:17 pm (UTC)The First Time is the Strangest [Harry Potter, Percy/Audrey, PG]
Date: 2011-05-31 02:51 pm (UTC)“Sorry, I’m Percy Weasley,” he offered anyway, extending a hand with his hair all over the place (honestly, damned Dementors), “are you alright?”
She only stared at his hand for a few moments more… So long, in fact, that he half considered speeding her to a hospital (in deep and only faintly frenzied detail) before she suddenly scraped her hand from the wall and gripped his, “Audrey Kemp.”
He smiled at that (still only faintly frenzied due to relief), shook her hand in a firm and not at all breathless way, “are you alright?”
…She just stared at him for a few moments more, her eyes narrowed.
“Audrey…?”
Audrey… Had quickly peeled herself up from the wall, and placed her hands on her hips, “did you just make that up?”
“…What?”
The first time he preformed magic in front of his future wife was a faintly breathless, faintly panicky and entirely novel moment.
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Date: 2011-05-31 03:00 pm (UTC)And then he's gone.
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