50 Words---Tuesday
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sharpiesgal. I'm your guest host for this week, and with that being said, "Welcome to Tuesday!"
Today's theme is 50 words. No more and no less.
Can you write a tale in 50 words?
But before you start, I must remind you of the rules.
--No more than five prompts in a row. If someone fills one of your prompts, you are then free to prompt again.
--No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
--No spoilers in prompts!
--If your fill contains spoilers, warn & leave plenty of space.
And as always, format your prompts properly:
Iron Man, Tony/Pepper, social graces
Supernatural, any/any, any
Sherlock, Sherlock/Watson, experiments before breakfast
tag=50 words
sharpiesgal. I'm your guest host for this week, and with that being said, "Welcome to Tuesday!"Today's theme is 50 words. No more and no less.
Can you write a tale in 50 words?
But before you start, I must remind you of the rules.
--No more than five prompts in a row. If someone fills one of your prompts, you are then free to prompt again.
--No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
--No spoilers in prompts!
--If your fill contains spoilers, warn & leave plenty of space.
And as always, format your prompts properly:
Iron Man, Tony/Pepper, social graces
Supernatural, any/any, any
Sherlock, Sherlock/Watson, experiments before breakfast
tag=50 words
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Date: 2012-06-12 02:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-06-12 03:18 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2012-06-12 02:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-06-12 05:22 pm (UTC)“Here.” Came the reply behind him.
“Where the hell are we?”
A heavy sigh. “Purgatory.”
“You’re kidding...right?”
“I’m not…kidding you.”
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Date: 2012-06-12 02:32 pm (UTC)Filled
Date: 2012-06-12 05:27 pm (UTC)If anyone could sit down and split the atom at their kitchen table, it would be Sherlock. Genius is expansive and selfish. So, studying progressive putrefaction in diseased pig samples before tea and toast is to be expected. But John draws the line at using the butter knife for dissection.
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Date: 2012-06-12 02:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-06-12 08:07 pm (UTC)Steve reads Jack like he read Bucky.
All his vulnerability hidden under smiles and confidence, insecurity and anger locked away.
Steve reads flinches and the way Jack pulls back from touches that linger. Always afraid and always smirking and Steve wishes he wouldn't, but doesn't know how to stop him.
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Date: 2012-06-12 02:48 pm (UTC)fill
Date: 2012-06-12 06:04 pm (UTC)The fic sort of connects to this other fic I wrote (http://comment-fic.livejournal.com/345741.html?thread=61005965) which now that I look at it was actually also prompted by you. ))
Dee's guns are everything to her. Behind her family and her Baby, they're the only things that've always stuck with her. They've saved her life and they've saved other people's lives and man, do they get her laid.
But mostly, shooting one was the first time she'd made Dad proud.
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Date: 2012-06-12 03:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-06-12 03:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-06-12 03:40 pm (UTC)Suitcase
Date: 2012-06-12 05:44 pm (UTC)"What happened?" she asks.
"They went home again," he says, and he's sad.
"Oh," she says. "And you. Are you going home too?"
But he doesn't answer.
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Date: 2012-06-12 03:41 pm (UTC)Filled
Date: 2012-06-12 05:18 pm (UTC)He’s learned that he must be patient with him. Sometimes there’s so much going on, that if you blink, you’ll miss something crucial. And dismiss his silences at your own risk…
Yes, when it comes to Hotch, Reid has learned to bide his time and go with the flow.
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Date: 2012-06-12 03:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-06-12 04:23 pm (UTC)They're there for each other. Always and forever.
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Date: 2012-06-12 03:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-06-12 03:44 pm (UTC)Fill
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Date: 2012-06-12 03:45 pm (UTC)Fill (PG)
Date: 2012-06-12 05:29 pm (UTC)"I'm gonna personal bubble you," Eliot growls. Before Hardison can move, he's jumped over the equipment clogging the van and grabbed him. His lips slamming onto his tells Alec sometimes, sharing space isn't so bad.
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Date: 2012-06-12 04:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-06-12 05:44 pm (UTC)He stared down Loki with a cool smile and waited for the inevitable, because when it came to his world, he was willing to make the ultimate sacrifice.
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Date: 2012-06-12 04:24 pm (UTC)Fill
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Date: 2012-06-12 04:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-06-12 04:49 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2012-06-12 04:25 pm (UTC)Fill (G)
Date: 2012-06-12 05:34 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2012-06-12 04:25 pm (UTC)Filled
Date: 2012-06-12 04:55 pm (UTC)Rex did not listen and flew back into the carrier. He knew who his family was. They did not have to look like him. He was already home. Never say goodbye.
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Date: 2012-06-12 04:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-06-12 05:38 pm (UTC)He stubbornly refuses to respond.
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Date: 2012-06-12 04:33 pm (UTC)Captured
Date: 2012-06-12 05:17 pm (UTC)Truth (Good Omens)
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Date: 2012-06-12 04:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-06-12 04:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-06-12 04:53 pm (UTC)"What is it, my good lord?" she asked, wondering if he was feeling unwell.
"Nothing, my lady," he replied smoothly, but his stare went right through her.
It truly shook her.
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Date: 2012-06-12 04:49 pm (UTC)(strayed a little from the prompt, apologies for that)
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