Tuesday - Villains
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jaune_chat and today's theme is Villains. How does the battle look from the bad guy's point of view? Is it just plain good to be bad? Or does one of our erstwhile heroes look pretty naughty from the outside?
Please do not forget the rules:
No more than three prompts to a fandom
No more than five prompts at a time
If one of your prompts is filled, you may prompt again
If your prompt or fill contains spoilers, please warn for the fandom and leave a space.
Remember to be nice to the codemonkeys and format your prompts thusly!
Fandom, Character, prompt
Example
Heroes, Sylar, the first time someone called him a villain.
Sherlock (BBC), Moriarty +or/ Sherlock, being a true evil villain took style.
Dollhouse/Inception, Adelle + team, an extraction on a woman some would call truly evil.
If nothing today catches your eye, check out the lonely prompts.
tag=villains
jaune_chat and today's theme is Villains. How does the battle look from the bad guy's point of view? Is it just plain good to be bad? Or does one of our erstwhile heroes look pretty naughty from the outside?Please do not forget the rules:
No more than three prompts to a fandom
No more than five prompts at a time
If one of your prompts is filled, you may prompt again
If your prompt or fill contains spoilers, please warn for the fandom and leave a space.
Remember to be nice to the codemonkeys and format your prompts thusly!
Fandom, Character, prompt
Example
Heroes, Sylar, the first time someone called him a villain.
Sherlock (BBC), Moriarty +or/ Sherlock, being a true evil villain took style.
Dollhouse/Inception, Adelle + team, an extraction on a woman some would call truly evil.
If nothing today catches your eye, check out the lonely prompts.
tag=villains
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Date: 2012-03-13 09:07 pm (UTC)Saw was finally sleeping, legs caught in a blanket and face buried in a pillow. Gabriel trailed the curve of his spine and his eyes stopped on the soul gently shining from inside that gorgeous body.
- Care for a drink? – Demon winks at him and her borrowed body leans just so. And in her dark hell glory she was gorgeous.
- Why not.
Ten minutes later they found themselves in a bar three towns over, Ruby was nursing a Long Island and Gabriel was finishing his third chocolate milkshake.
- Tell me one thing, angel.
- What?
- Why are you here? You are not with my team and from what I heard you are not with them either.
- There is more to that party then Heaven and Hell.
- Yes, humans, always caught in the middle. You are not on their side, aren’t you?
- Phh!
- Then why Sam?
- Why not.
She swirled drink in her hand.
- Maybe you are with my team.
- Lucy can go kiss my ass. Asshole.
- You wish, angel. By you miss your brother and out little Sammy is the closest thing you can find right now.
Gabriel didn’t confirm and denied anything, just measured demon smiling from behind half-full glass.
- We can find, - finally he said, snapping another milkshake, strawberry now. – Aren’t we a pair?
She nodded.
- Do you think he would still love us if he knew?
- Aren’t you romantic little bitch.
- But would he?
- He would, wouldn’t have stopped him and his brother from hunting us to the gates of Heaven and Hell respectively.
- Good.
The clinked they glasses.
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Date: 2012-03-13 09:19 am (UTC)(Obscure fandom is obscure, I've been trying to find ANYTHING for these two for so long that I'll be your slave for a week in return for fic :D)
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Date: 2012-03-17 02:37 pm (UTC)With Feelings Of Steele
Remington slid easily from the bed and stretched before he walked naked into the bathroom.
Murphy raised up on his elbow as he heard the shower begin to run. It was all he could do to resist the urge to rush into the room and force Remington into a real conversation. One where they would discuss their feelings and the man would finally tell him the truth not his version of the truth wrapped up in beautiful easy smiles and clever lies. But of course he couldn’t do that. Not unless he wanted to put a quick end to whatever it was they had going on.
But all of his intentions flew out the window the minute Remington walked back into the room. “ Do you love me?” Murphy wanted to bite his own tongue as the words left his mouth but it was too late to recall them.
A slow smile pulled at his lips as Remington turned to face Murphy. “What? Where is this coming from?” But of course he already knew the answer to that question. “Ah, this has to do with yesterday. I’ve already told you she was a client. Just a client. Nothing more.” He didn’t mention the buxom red head had been more than amiable to becoming a lot more. There was really no point in building the fires of jealousy any higher than they already were.
“That has nothing to do with....” Murphy didn’t finish his sentence. How could he? Even he didn’t believe what he was saying. “Quit stalling. You didn’t answer my question.”
“Why else would I be here?” Remington walked to the bed, leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on the other man’s lips, before he straightened up and buttoned his jacket. “And now I have a client to meet. I’ll meet you for lunch, say one o’clock?”
Without waiting for an answer, Remington turned and walked out of the room.
Only as the door clicked shut softly behind him did it dawn on Murphy that Remington had never quite answered his question.
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Date: 2012-03-13 10:21 am (UTC)Bonus points if the Goa'uld says, "It's hard work being a god; it's much easier just to change hosts every sixty or so years when they get old and leave no one the wiser."
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