Friday: Free for All

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Happy weekend everyone! Today is Friday, which makes it the Free For All. All fandoms, pairings and prompts will be accepted.

Just please remember to follow our rules!

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

No spoilers in your prompts until 1 week after the original air/publication date.

Format your prompts appropriately. For example:

Green Lantern, Hal, well aren't you just mister creative pants

Star Wars/Green Lantern, author's choices, from one set of galactic knights to another

Please remember to keep your prompts to a reasonable length as well.

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My Own Worst Enemy, Edward/Henry, sexting

[nevcolleil.livejournal.com]

Inception/Chuck, Arthur/any, Arthur didn't know that his father is Orion until they were hired to extract information about the Intersect/Agent X from him.

[ammcj062.livejournal.com]

Doctor Who, any, “It’s smaller on the outside!”

(“Oh. Are you sure? Not… the other way around?")

[ammcj062.livejournal.com]

Author’s choice, any, (S)he’s truly an academic at heart, but (s)he grew up in a practical world.

[ammcj062.livejournal.com]

White Collar, Peter, Mozzie is the one who is now working for the FBI after getting caught; Neal is his free-range cohort in crime.

Filled

[ammcj062.livejournal.com]

Peter knew what he was getting when he contracted Mozzie (real name: unknown and Peter sure as hell isn’t calling him the name he put on his booking forms) from jail. His paranoia made him predictable, and his love of good wine made him buyable. Peter knew he could handle Mozzie easily until his sentence ran out, and also knew any irritation would be worth the ability to mine the infamous Dentist for his extensive knowledge of the East Coast underworld.

What he hadn’t been expecting was Mozzie’s cohort in crime that materialized a month after Mozzie made his deal.

(Well, the first time Peter sees him is a month after Mozzie’s deal. Peter has always wondered at how quickly Mozzie had moved in with June, the nice rich old lady with a big empty house within Mozzie’s radius who just happened to be willing to lease to a felon. He has his suspicions.)

Where Mozzie is pale and squat and slightly rotund from his prison years, his friend is all lean limbs and sun-kissed skin, smiling and strutting around in suits too expensive to have been paid for any way but illegally. Moz calls him “Neal,” and his driver’s license says “Caffrey,” but Peter doubts if either name is real.

At the beginning, Neal is always leaving when Peter comes to check in on Mozzie, tipping his hat down over his eyes so the only thing Peter can see is his ironic tilted smile. He thinks that means ‘help’ is code for ‘Caffrey’ when Mozzie call in a favor or uses his extracurricular talents for whatever job they’re working; he knows that means he will have to investigate further into this Neal character.

The sundry items that go missing throughout the course of the investigations Mozzie gets ‘help’ on are too many to be coincidence. It’s always on the periphery, but Peter is good at putting together patterns.

Peter runs ‘Neal’ and ‘Caffrey’ through the database of unsolved frauds, and for good measure puts in the keywords ‘handsome,’ ‘charming,’ and ‘suave.’ He doesn’t get anything concrete in return: only a couple vaguely written reports, crimes with no evidence and no cause for arrest. He calls a couple witnesses whose contact information he can access, but it goes nowhere. Peter doesn’t even have a photo of Neal for them to identify.

It takes a couple months, but Peter finally engineers enough polite conversations, drops enough hints to Mozzie, and exaggerates a enough sticky situations that he is finally able to talk to Neal for a more extended period of time. It’s just the two of them in Mozzie’s apartment, the felon himself downstairs talking to June.

He’s dressed as immaculately as ever, suit pressed and hair coiffed, one leg sprawled open. Peter tries to dig for information, but it all slides off of Caffrey’s pearly white smile. He won’t say where he’s from. He won’t say where he’s been. He won’t say whose his favorite baseball team.

He does ask about Peter’s wedding ring, and before Peter knows it he’s talking about he and El met. It’s just so easy to answer, the story flowing naturally as Neal smiles engagingly and asks clarifying details. Mozzie comes back at some point and just sits there with a glass of wine, watching the two of them talk.

It isn’t until he’s gotten up to their first kiss that Peter finally realizes what’s happening. He snaps his mouth shut with a scowl and Mozzie laughs proudly. “Don’t worry, Suit. He does that to everyone.”

Peter wonders if Neal is supposed to be Mozzie 2.0: smarter, faster, invisible to law enforcement. He’s scared Neal is a whole new monster.

[ammcj062.livejournal.com]

Author’s choice, any, this is our choice to live fast and die young

[cageyklio.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Gabriel/Sam, use me again

[cageyklio.livejournal.com]

Sherlock BBC, John/Sherlock, personal physician

[cageyklio.livejournal.com]

Buffy, Anya/Giles, bartering

[cageyklio.livejournal.com]

Inception, Ariadne/Arthur, a sunny beach and you

[tigriswolf]

Pirates of the Caribbean, author's choice, Jack's dad is an ocean god

[tigriswolf]

Pirates of the Caribbean, Jack&Black Pearl, Jack's true love is the ocean and the Pearl is their daughter

[tigriswolf]

Glee, Kurt/Karofsky or Puck or Sam, fast cars and freedom (Rascall Flats)



(Starin' at you takin' off your makeup
Wondering why you even put it on
I know you think you do but baby you don't need it
Wish that you could see what I see it when it's gone
I see a dust trail following an old red Nova
Baby blue eyes, your head on my shoulder

Wait, baby don't move, right there it is
T-shirt hanging off a Dogwood Branch
That river was cold but we gave love a chance
Yeah, yeah for me
You don't look a day over Fast Cars and Freedom
That sunset river bank first time feeling

Yeah, smile and shake your head as if you don't believe me
I'll just sit right here and let you take me back
I'm on that gravel road, look at me
On my way to pick you up you're standing on the front porch
Looking just like that remember that

I see a dust trail following an old red Nova
Baby blue eyes, your head on my shoulder

Wait, baby don't move, right there it is
T-shirt hanging off a Dogwood Branch
That river was cold but we gave love a chance
Yeah, yeah for me
You don't look a day over Fast Cars and Freedom
That sunset river bank first time feeling

I see a dust trail following an old red Nova
Baby blue eyes, your head on my shoulder
You don't look a day over Fast Cars and Freedom
That sunset river bank first time feeling)

[tigriswolf]

Glee, Puck/Kurt + Blaine (post-Blaine/Kurt), do you believe me now? (Jimmy Wayne)



(Do you remember
the day I turned to you and said
I didn't like the way he was lookin' at you?
yeah
How he made you laugh
you just couldn't get what I was sayin'
it was my imagination

So do you believe me now?
I guess I really wasn't that crazy
and I knew what I was talkin' about
Everytime the sun goes down
he's the one that's holdin' you baby
yeah me I'm missin' you way 'cross town
so do you believe me now?

I'm kickin' myself
for bein' the one foolish enough
givin' him the chance to step in my shoes
ohhh
He was bidin' his time
when he saw our love was havin' a moment of weakness
he was there between us

So do you believe me now?
I guess I really wasn't that crazy
and I knew what I was talkin' about
Everytime the sun goes down
he's the one that's holdin' you baby
yeah me I'm missin' you way 'cross town
so do you believe me now?

oh yeah, I bet now you see the light
oh yeah, what's the use in bein' right...
when I'm the lonely one tonight?

So do you believe me now?
I guess I really wasn't that crazy
and I knew what I was talkin' about
Everytime the sun goes down
he's the one that's holdin' you baby
yeah me I'm missin' you way 'cross town
so do you believe me now
yeah
so do you believe me now
yeah

Everytime the sun goes down
he's the one that's holdin' you baby
yeah me I'm missin you way 'cross town
so do you believe me now?)

[tigriswolf]

Glee, Puck/Kurt, Steve Azar's "Underdog"



(I wake up just to work hard every day
Nothin' free and nothin' easy ever comes my way
Hands are calloused, my body is bruised
I won't give up and I will not lose
Just when you count me out, that's when I'll come
Through I'm

The underdog
The one whose back stays against the wall
The underdog
I'll still be standin'when the favorite falls
So they say I'm not that strong
And the odds are way too long
Well, I was born to prove them wrong
I'm the underdog

My baby's the best lookin' thing to hit this town
She believes in me even though her folks don't
Want me comin' 'round
They got bigger plans for her than me
I've got somethin' inside they can't see
But someday I swear they will, 'cause I won't
Always be ohh

The underdog
The one whose back stays against the wall
The underdog
I'll still be standin' when the favorite falls
So they say I'm not that strong
And the odds are way too long
Well, I was born to prove them wrong
I'm the underdog

I know every verse and every word of 1st Samuel 17
I love it when that big ol' boy's bought down to
His knees
And it sometimes seems that all my dreams are over
Nine feet tall
And I'm the little man with a rock in his hand
Just like David in overalls I'm

The underdog
The one whose back stays against the wall
The underdog
I'll still be standin' when the favorite falls
So they say I'm not that strong
And the odds are way too long
Well, I was born to prove them wrong
I'm the underdog

Oh, I'm the underdog
Don't you count me out
Yeah )

[mahmfic.livejournal.com]

Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Arthur/Trillion, finally

[mahmfic.livejournal.com]

Sherlock (BBC), Any, hair

[camshaft22.livejournal.com]

Author's Choice, Any/Any, I'm a Gay Shark

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Historical RPF, Themistocles/Xerxes, who was that slave?

[drabblewriter.livejournal.com]

X-men: First Class, Charles/Erik, "I don't need to read your mind; I already know what you're thinking."

[drabblewriter.livejournal.com]

X-men: First Class, Havok/Darwin, it was over almost before it began

[drabblewriter.livejournal.com]

X-men: First Class, Erik(/Charles), Erik's reaction to finding out that Charles is paralyzed

[ibonekoen]

Erik had anticipated what he would find when he went to visit Charles. There was no denying that bullet had struck Charles' spine, and Erik had seen enough such injuries in his life to know what it would mean. Still, the stark reality of Charles in that silver wheelchair was almost more than Erik could bear. Charles, his beautiful Charles, with those fantastic long legs that had once wrapped around him so sinuously, sat unmoving in the wheelchair, his hands folded across his lap as he watched Erik.

The words "I'm sorry" rested on the tip of Erik's tongue, but he couldn't seem to give them voice. They felt hollow, a feeble attempt at righting such an egregious wrong. I shouldn't have come... he couldn't help but think.

The startling blue of Charles' eyes caught his attention, and he could see the fondness and affection the other man held for him. Astonishment threatened to overwhelm him. After all that had happened, why wasn't Charles looking at him with hatred and anger? Bitterness at the very least. I'm the reason you're in that chair. he thought, rage directed at himself boiling up inside him.

"You never meant for it to happen, Erik," Charles said quietly, and for once, Erik couldn't find it in him to be upset at the telepath reading his mind. Sometimes it was far easier to think what he wanted to say. "I forgive you."

Erik gave a vehement shake of his head, scowling. "I don't deserve your forgiveness, Charles," he said. "I've replayed it in my head a thousand times since that day. I keep seeing your face, hearing your cry of pain." He felt a tear slip down his cheek, the anguish he felt almost palpable on his face. "I'm so sorry, Charles."

He squeezed his eyes shut against a flood of tears, taking a deep breath to calm himself. He could hear the soft whisper of the wheels of Charles' chair as they rolled across the carpet of Charles' study, and then a warm palm slid against his, fingers curling his hand.

"I know," Charles whispered, gripping Erik's hand tightly in his own. "I could never hate you, Erik, not even for this. You shall always have my love."

Erik shook his head again, silently protesting. He no longer deserved Charles' love. I will find a way to make this right, he thought, knowing that Charles could hear him. Even if it takes my whole life, I'll never stop looking for a way to make you walk again.

"Erik-" Charles began, his fingers tightening around Erik's hand, but the other man easily broke his grip, pulling away. "Erik, please." He frowned deeply as Erik strode past him, and the telepath let out a frustrated sigh as he tried to turn his wheelchair around to catch his friend before he left. "Erik!"

His heart sank as he heard the door click, and he sent out one last desperate thought, Don't go...

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Suite Life On Deck, Zack/Mr. Moseby, wedding blues

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Jackie Chan Adventures, Jade/Shendu, grown up and ready to roll

[mahmfic.livejournal.com]

Doctor Who, 11/River, Achy Breaky Heart by Billy Ray Cyrus (http://www.lyricsondemand.com/onehitwonders/achybreakyheartlyrics.html)