Holiday Special FFA
Dec. 24th, 2011 01:35 amTo celebrate the holidays, we are going to have this weekend be a special Free For All!
Play nice, you all know the rules. Don't forget to use proper formatting. Enjoy!
* Only three prompts from a fandom
* Only five prompts in a row
* If one prompt gets filled, you can leave a new one.
* No spoilers in your prompts until a week after airdate/publication
* If your fill contains a spoiler, please warn accordingly and leave space for the spoiler.
Play nice, you all know the rules. Don't forget to use proper formatting. Enjoy!
* Only three prompts from a fandom
* Only five prompts in a row
* If one prompt gets filled, you can leave a new one.
* No spoilers in your prompts until a week after airdate/publication
* If your fill contains a spoiler, please warn accordingly and leave space for the spoiler.
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Date: 2011-12-24 07:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-24 07:11 am (UTC)I'm not picky, if you want Josh and Amy to be together or just friends is entierly up to you.
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Date: 2011-12-24 07:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-24 07:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-24 07:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-24 07:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-24 07:38 am (UTC)Harry Potter, Harry/Ginny
Date: 2011-12-24 08:25 am (UTC)Once upon a time, there was a girl, with hair like flame. She was the youngest of seven children, and always dreamed her prince would take her away. Some little girls tried to guess who their savior might be, she always knew it would be the boy-who-lived.
One day her prince does rescue her, it was a scene from story books. The enemy captured her, and just as she's slipping away, he's there. The prince fights the monster, and rescues her. From that day, she knows she'll be his princess.
Years later, the villain is defeated, and the prince asked her to be his princess; it's all her dreams come true. He promises her forever, and that they'll be happy.
The girl with hair like flame, was now the princess. She had everything she ever dreamed of, but she no longer had the flame, she was cold as ice.
Fairy tales aren't as good as the seem, and promises can be lies.
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Date: 2011-12-24 07:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-24 07:51 am (UTC)FILL: “Reversal”, Supernatural/BBC Sherlock, Castiel + Moriarty, it's a different Jimmy who says
Date: 2011-12-24 09:38 am (UTC)Moriarty’s mind whirls faster than the speed of light, sees a million details in even the most mundane of actions, and it’s overwhelming. He should be able to simply sedate his vessel’s consciousness, tuck it away into a dark part of his vessel’s brain, but Moriarty fights, clings to awareness, lingers.
He does not give his body to Castiel, but shares it with him, and Castiel feels cramped.
But not just cramped. Panic—just a faint trace of it, weak but growing stronger with every passing moment—unfolds within him as Moriarty reaches out, touches, explores, his mind still spinning. He can feel Moriarty trying to flex his fingers, trying to see if he can move his body as Castiel flows through his blood.
Moriarty, Castiel thinks, stop this at once. Consenting means you surrender complete control of your body to the angel that possesses you.
But Moriarty doesn’t stop; if anything, that was almost an encouragement to nudge harder, push, push, and Castiel trembles as he struggles to maintain control.
Moriarty’s mind is a blur of movement, a machine calculating answers and solutions, and Castiel fears that at some point, a door leading to a dark and secret cage may open in there—and Moriarty will figure out a way to reverse their roles, imprison Castiel and be on the other side: and Castiel will be the vessel, his Grace an unending source of power at Moriarty’s disposal.
And Moriarty, he knows now, will not use that power for good.
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From:Re: FILL: “Reversal”, Supernatural/BBC Sherlock, Castiel + Moriarty, it's a different Jimmy who
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Date: 2011-12-24 07:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-24 07:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-24 08:27 am (UTC)White Collar/Inception, PG, AU (dark)
Date: 2011-12-29 03:52 pm (UTC)Neal Caffrey is a pretty-boy. Neal Caffrey is a thief who wouldn't know what to do with a gun if his life depended on it. Neal Caffrey is the FBI’s bitch, and tricked his way out of prison on his knees.
Neal Caffrey is a gorgeous mask, and the pay-off will be glorious.
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"How much longer? You know the boss hates waitin'."
Neal smiles at his contact, holding out the tiniest of disk drives. "Your boss'll wait for me, Porter."
Porter glares and his fingers close into a fist, but he takes the drive.
Neal's off limits to everyone.
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Mozzie asks him, "What's the angle here?"
Elizabeth invites him to dinner.
Peter trusts him with confidential information, his house, his dog, his wife, and his life.
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"If I granted you one request," the Boss muses, watching Neal strip and clean their favorite gun, "you'd ask for the Burkes to be left alive."
"And unhurt," Neal clarifies. "June too, if I could get that."
The Boss nods. "Granted."
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Neal Caffrey dies in a shootout, shielding one of his team members. He gets a hero's funeral.
Peter and Elizabeth Burke cry in each other's arms for days.
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"You ready?" the Boss asks. "You've been out of the game for awhile."
"C'mon, Arthur," one of the best undercover men in the world says. "You need better people at your side."
"Hey, now," the Boss's lover and right-hand exclaims. "I'll have you know, I take wonderful care of 'im."
"Eames," the Boss says.
He subsides, glaring, and the Boss asks, "What name would you like now?"
Smirking at Eames, he says, "Nathaniel, I think."
The Boss nods.
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Nathaniel Calton is one of the greatest assassins in the world. It doesn't matter what the job calls for; he excels. The Boss trusts him, and everyone is too afraid to ask why.
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"What should we be when we grow up?" Noah asks Aidan, as they're curled up together beneath the covers, all of seven and shivering. Daddy is still throwing things downstairs. Mama's gone again.
"I'm gonna rule the world and make sure no one hurts us ever again," Aidan says, listening to his brother breathe. "And you're gonna be my secret weapon."
"That sounds nice," Noah whispers, hissing in pain when Aidan accidentally shifts his arm.
“It’ll happen,” Aidan promises. “I swear.”
His twin nods. “It will.”
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The Boss says, “Well done, lil’brother.”
He nods, grins, and offers the Boss his knife, so the Boss can take out his own pound of flesh.
Eames mutters, “Darling, this should not be as hot as it is,” and he gets identical, blood-soaked smiles in response.
The traitor screams louder and louder, until the Boss finally shuts him up with a cleverly-turned slice.
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No one knows where the Boss came from. His lover, a forger and con-man called Eames, was small-time until the Boss took a liking to him. (He’s actually ex-military, and just as dangerous as the Boss, but only a handful of people in the world know that, so keep it to yourself.) And the Boss’s favorite assassin, well.
A few of the more trusted lieutenants notice that the Boss and his pet killer have the same grace, the same turn of phrase, the same grin when they kill. But they never mention it, so the Boss and Nathaniel let them live.
(For now.)
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Date: 2011-12-24 08:27 am (UTC)Fill
Date: 2011-12-24 11:24 am (UTC)Hates him for the look Mum gets sometimes when she looks at Fred the younger.
Hates him for the way people look to the side like they're expecting someone else to be there.
Hates him for the sympathy and the oh so careful way everyone avoids talking about Fred around Dad.
George hates Fred for dieing and leaving him all alone. He's never really been alone since before he was born, even if he sometimes wished he was.
He doesn't really hate Fred at all.
He misses him to the very depths of his soul and he sometimes wonders why no one else can hear the bitterness in his laughter. The laughter he forces out because it's expected of him.
He still runs the shop and invents new things for the shop but the spark of brilliance is missing. All the things he makes seem two dimensional, utterly lacking the essential something that Fred threw in to make their proijects extraordinary.
George is bitter but he tries not to let it show.
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Date: 2011-12-24 08:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-24 08:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-24 08:31 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-24 08:31 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-24 08:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-24 08:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-24 08:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-24 08:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-24 08:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-24 10:28 pm (UTC)Clean and white and important, always in motion, never sleeping. Nurses and doctors so serious and solemn (so very sorry nothing we can do) or professionally relieved (don't worry sir your son will be fine) or politely evasive (don't know enough to tell but you'll be first to know) or just busybusybusy. Families waiting, crying, pacing, sleeping; thousands of lives circling like vultures to see if the dam will hold or if everyone will drown.
Yes, John Watson has always liked hospitals. Sherlock only wishes he were awake to like this one.
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Date: 2011-12-24 09:10 am (UTC)Fill
Date: 2011-12-24 10:50 am (UTC)Once upon a time there was a young man who lived.
Once upon a time there were two young men who survived.
Once upon a time there was a Vampire and a Werewolf and a Ghost and they all lived in a cozy little house halfway up the street from the bus stop that took them to the hospital where the werewolf and vampire worked while the ghost looked after the house.
Once upon a time there was a young man who was desperately in love with his best friend. He killed a man to save the man he loved and nearly destroyed himself in the process.
But his best friend wouldn't let him face the darkness alone. No matter what he said or did, no matter how vicious he was, his friend held on; like the girl in The Snow Queen holds her lover as he changes shape, no matter how often she is scratched and bitten and burned.
Once upon a time a kiss saved a life and a soul.
Once upon a time a vampire and a werewolf, (who were really just two young men) unsure and nervous, fell in love and changed the world.
Once upon a time George and Mitchell held hands the entire bus ride to and from the hospital. They kissed before entering and after leaving the pub. They shared a room and they shared their bodies and sometimes they fought and laughed and cried.
Once upon a time, George and Mitchell lived.
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Date: 2011-12-24 09:13 am (UTC)