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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!

Date: 2011-12-03 09:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rattyjol.livejournal.com
Supernatural, Dean + 2014!Dean, "Hard to believe we're the same person, isn't it?" "Not really."

Not a fill but...

Date: 2011-12-03 04:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] murf1307.livejournal.com
Give me 'til five -- that's when I'm coming back to this post.

Title: Destinies

Date: 2011-12-05 12:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] murf1307.livejournal.com
Sometimes Dean doesn't dream about Hell, or about watching Cas walk into that lake, or even about sitting by a river fishing.

Sometimes, he dreams about himself.

The Dean Winchester he meets in those dreams is the man from the future Zachariah showed him, the future where he sent all his friends and even Cas into a meat grinder just to have a shot at killing the devil -- and then failed.

And in these dreams, he talks to himself, to this other Dean -- the man he swore he wouldn't become.

"Hard to believe we're the same man, isn't it?" his other self asks him one night, after things get really bad with the Leviathans, after he can't even drive the Impala anymore.

And Dean thinks about it. He thinks about the alcohol, and about losing Cas, and about everything.

"Not really."

Re: Title: Destinies

Date: 2011-12-05 01:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rattyjol.livejournal.com
Ohh, Dean. D: This is beautifully heartbreaking. Thanks for the fill.

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