Friday - Memorable film lines
Mar. 9th, 2012 11:00 amGood morning, it have been a great week and this is my -
sagaluthien last day for this time and I have decided to use something else that I do like to do. Today's theme has with movies to do. The prompt shall be a memorable film lines - example; life is like a box of chocolate (Forest Gump), I'll be back (terminator), Second breakfast (LOTR). Do not use the lines in the same fandom where they came from.
Please do not forget the Rules:
No more than three prompts to a fandom
No more than five fandoms at a time
OBS! No spoilers are allowed in the prompts
If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave a space.
Also remember the formatting for the codemonkeys:
Fandom, Character, prompt + (from which film it comes from)
Fandom, Character/Character, prompt + (from which film it comes from)
Fandom/Fandom, Character(s), prompt + (from which film it comes from)
Example:
SPN, Dean, I'll be back (Terminator)
If nothing catches your fancy here, give a lonely prompt some love.
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Please do not forget the Rules:
No more than three prompts to a fandom
No more than five fandoms at a time
OBS! No spoilers are allowed in the prompts
If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave a space.
Also remember the formatting for the codemonkeys:
Fandom, Character, prompt + (from which film it comes from)
Fandom, Character/Character, prompt + (from which film it comes from)
Fandom/Fandom, Character(s), prompt + (from which film it comes from)
Example:
SPN, Dean, I'll be back (Terminator)
If nothing catches your fancy here, give a lonely prompt some love.
tag=mermorablefilmlines
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Date: 2012-03-09 10:04 am (UTC)I'll Be Back, SPN, Dean-centric, PG
Date: 2012-03-12 09:50 am (UTC)It should be his punchline or something. I'll be back. It's so bad and yet that's the truth of the matter. He always comes back. Which is pretty cool when you think about it, but Dean tries not to think about it too much.
He really shouldn't have to steal lines from the Terminator, but it makes him feel better to say it and it makes Sam smile through his tears to know that Dean will always come back. No matter how many times he leaves or dies.
I'll be back
Just for you, Sammy.
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Date: 2012-03-09 10:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-09 10:05 am (UTC)Fill
Date: 2012-03-09 11:30 pm (UTC)"We'll be right there boss."
Tony looked up from the table as Tim re-entered the room. He watched as Tim walked to the table, snagging his last piece of toast as he pulled his jacket off the back of the chair.
"Dead body?" he asked.
"Missing Marine," Tim replied as he struggled into his jacket. "Come on, Tony, boss wants us now."
"All right, have some patience McGoo, I'm trying to eat."
Tim shot him an exasperated look. "That's your second breakfast, DiNozzo. You don't need to eat anymore, come on, you'll make me late too." he complained.
"Yes, well, I'm stocking up, you know Gibbs, if this case goes on too long, we won't be eating much, so I shall eat as much breakfast as I can, now."
"Fine, but can you speed it up a bit?"
"McGee! Do not hurry me when I'm eating!"
Tim sighed, Tony did so love to try his patience, but making him wait would also mean making Gibbs wait, and that was something Tim wanted to avoid.
"Can you at least eat in the car on the way, then?" he asked.
"Compromise. Good, I like that in a man." Tony replied as he stood, patting Tim's cheek as he brushed past him. Tim rolled his eyes.
"Coming?" Tony called expectantly as he stood waiting by the door, "Gibbs won't be happy with you for holding us up if you take much longer, McNerd." With a grin, Tony disappeared into the hallway.
"You are insufferable, I hope you know that, Tony!" Tim grumbled to himself as he grabbed his keys and took off after his partner.
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Date: 2012-03-09 10:58 am (UTC)filled
Date: 2012-04-02 05:31 am (UTC)“What a night. I was in more laps than a napkin.” The small but very unhappy dog complained now glad to be away from the little sweaters and carrying bag his human carried him in. After squirming out of the paid sweater and taking a good long roll in a still kinda muddy patch of of the trail to Dr. Doolittle's office the small dog enjoyed reading the place he was treated as a regular dog.
Used to his complaints Dr. Doolittle continued talking to his goat patient and ignored Tiny until the end of the day and he had to shoo Tiny and everyone else out of his office. "Tiny you're the lapdog for a socialite. Being in laps all evening long is your life."
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Date: 2012-03-09 01:07 pm (UTC)Sam/Gabriel, PG
Date: 2012-03-09 10:33 pm (UTC)Demon, Fenrir thinks. Fenrir's hand shakes around the gun, but he keeps it trained on the demon. Hel's behind him crying for their dad or Sam.
Sam's pinned to the motel room wall by the one demons. He's making these horrible sound and Fenrir smells human blood.
"You'd better leave right now," Fenrir demands.
The demon facing him grins and moves closer. "Why should we do that?"
"Because...because my dad is going to kick your ass," Fenrir declares.
The demon laughs and turns his head towards the one torturing Sam. "Hear that? His daddy's gonna get us!"
"Boys, by the time I'm done with you, you'll wish I'd sent you back to hell," Gabriel says evenly.
Fenrir grins broadly as the demons face his dad. "Dad!"
Gabriel shoots Fenrir a smile. "Be right back, son." Then snaps his fingers and disappears with the demons.
Sam chuckles weakly from where he's slid to the floor. "You did warn them, Fen."
Hel runs over and buries herself in his arm. Fenrir walks over and then after a moment lets Sam tug him into a hug too.
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Date: 2012-03-09 01:15 pm (UTC)fill, Crowley & Lucifer
Date: 2012-03-09 04:02 pm (UTC)“He hates me!”
Crowley steps back, it’s pure instinct, but he would like to see anybody brave enough not to step back facing enraged devil himself.
“If I may, sir?”
“You have something in mind… Who are you anyway?”
“Name is Crowley. I’m in charge of the crossroads.”
“Ah, yes. You were saying?”
“We are talking about certain young man here, right? Sam Winchester, he likes to pretend that he is a brain in that duet, but thing is more often than not he likes to think with his upstairs brain, my lord.”
“Do continue.”
“Hm-m. There's the usual things. Flowers, chocolates, promises you don't intend to keep?”
Lucifer looks at him intently, his head curiously bend to the side.
“What flowers?”
“Roses are classic, my lord, but in that case I believe something unusual will be better. Maybe something extinct. To impress your beau.”
“There where flowers I particularly liked in late Triassic period.”
“Indeed?”
“There were beautiful: white as first snow, carnivorous.”
Crowley coughs.
“Just a suggestion, you might want to save it for later.”
Lucifer frowns.
“How about white roses?” says Crowley quickly.
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