Late Friday Free For All and an Early bonus Saturday Free for all

[phantisma.livejournal.com]

I am terribly sorry everyone. Between getting ready to leave on Monday for my first trip to England, and this horrific cold and the meds for said cold, plus running two challenge comms that have major milestones this week, I completely forgot it was my weekend to host.

So, because I've only just now realized it, we're going to make Saturday a free for all too, just to make it up to y'all. This post will serve for both Friday and Saturday.

Come on in and pull up a comment or three. Any fandom, any prompt (mindful that there are no spoilers in the prompt itself), any pairing, any anything!

Remember the rules (no more than 5 posts in a row, 3 per fandom, no spoilers in the prompt, if there are spoilers in the fic, please warn and leave space for people to skip over it) and format your prompts properly (and mind the length of the prompts).

For example:

Leverage, Eliot/author's choice, his was a lonely road, and comfort came at a cost
Hawaii 5-0, Danny/Steve, prick me again and watch me bleed
Criminal Minds/White Collar, Spencer Reid/Neal Caffrey, Derek Morgan, jealousy


Have fun!

Comments

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[truthwritaslies.livejournal.com]

Adam is washing the bar in preparation for opening when the angel walks in.

The angel sits down at the bar and smiles.

"Hello, dear boy." Said the angel.

"Hello, Aziraphale." Adam replies.

Neither of them are speaking a language currently known anywhere on Earth, except by a woman who has been in a convent since 1373. Her vow of silence precludes her from sharing the language with anyone else.

"I know this is a terribly inconvienant time, but do happen to have my old sword lying around?" Aziraphale asks anxiously.

Adam hasn't seen him look like this since he was a merchant and Aziraphale warned him to hold off going to Soddom and Gammorah that year.

"What's wrong?" Adam asks, even as he moves to the stairs that lead down to the cellar.

"I'm sorry to say that it looks like the Apocalypse is upon us. The Anti-christ has just been born. I'm not sure if my sword will do any good but it will be a comfort none-the-less." Aziraphale sighed and mumbled something to himself that sounded like "Ineffable."

It takes Adam less than a minute to find the carved wooden box that holds the sword.

"I'm sorry, old friend." Adam huggged Aziraphale, the first time in their long friendship.

Aziraphale is quiet for a moment, then says a word that Adam does not know but can feel the power of. He's gone a moment later.

Adam sighs then goes up to finish opening. The Apocalypse may be upon them but it's not here yet and life goes on in the meantime.

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[mangacrack.livejournal.com]

*sniffs*

I thank you so much! I love the fill *_*

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[marbleglove.livejournal.com]

Sweet. I like how they're both pretty accepting of how the apocalypse appears to be coming. They're not looking forward to it but they're not going to break any rules either, so will just carry on.