Saturday Free-For-All
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comment_ficHey everyone. Sorry for the lateness of the post, but I wanted to give you your free-for-all. Better late than never, right? Any prompt in any fandom is welcome.
Please keep the rules in mind:
- No more than three prompts in one fandom
- No more than five prompts in a row unless one of your prompts is filled. Then you can prompt again.
- No spoilers in prompts
- If your fill contains spoilers, please warn and leave plenty of space
Keep the codemonkeys in mind when formatting your prompts.
Fandom, character/character, prompt
Fandom, character, prompt
Have fun!
Please keep the rules in mind:
- No more than three prompts in one fandom
- No more than five prompts in a row unless one of your prompts is filled. Then you can prompt again.
- No spoilers in prompts
- If your fill contains spoilers, please warn and leave plenty of space
Keep the codemonkeys in mind when formatting your prompts.
Fandom, character/character, prompt
Fandom, character, prompt
Have fun!
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Date: 2012-07-08 02:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-08 02:27 am (UTC)Fill: Don't Forget To Breathe (PG)(Gen)
Date: 2012-07-08 03:23 am (UTC)Dean pushes back the thin, scratchy covers and pads silently over to Sam's bed, his vision quickly acclimating to the dim light just visible through the curtained window of the motel room they're sharing. Sam's curled up in the tightest ball he can manage while still being on the bed, his hands fisted in the pillow and the sheets twisted and snarled around his legs. The moans have turned to wordless mutterings, strings of broken syllables and mushy noises that mean nothing to Dean and everything to the slumbering man that is his brother.
With a sigh, Dean pushes at Sam's shoulder just enough to catapult his brother into a slightly higher plane of awareness. It's mainly to stop Sam from strangling Dean as the older Winchester lays down behind the younger, but also to try and make the heartbreaking noises stop. Sam relaxes bit by tortuous bit when Dean snuggles up to him and holds him close; Dean's got one arm slung loosely over Sam's waist and the other is tucked up so he can gently card his fingers through Sam's shaggy hair, trying to soothe and reassure the both of them that Sam's not alone.
The two brothers don't talk about these quiet moments in the dark-- what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas --but Dean's willing to do it for as long as Sam needs him to. He's been taking care of Sam for so long (Sam was his far before that fiery night of Take Sam and go!, but that just cemented it; he never gave Sam back) that it's second nature, just like breathing. And Dean wouldn't stop for the world.
Re: Fill: Don't Forget To Breathe (PG)(Gen)
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Date: 2012-07-08 02:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-08 02:31 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-08 02:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-08 02:33 am (UTC)miniest of minifills
Date: 2012-07-08 08:50 am (UTC)do?"
"I vote orgy!"
"Is sex all you think about?"
"Yes. Yes it is."
"Alright then, I second the motion."
"Thirded."
"Abstain."
"Motion carried. Let's all get naked."
Re: miniest of minifills
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Date: 2012-07-08 02:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-08 02:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-08 02:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-08 02:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-08 02:42 am (UTC)Brave, Elinor, Mama Bear
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Date: 2012-07-08 02:42 am (UTC)The Town, Doug/Jem, Jem stashed the money and escaped with Doug
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Date: 2012-07-08 02:43 am (UTC)Author’s choice, author’s choice, “This is not my war. Why did you make this my war?”
Filled [Highlander, Methos-centric]
Date: 2013-01-23 04:54 am (UTC)“This is not my war,” he says as the boy whimpers his way towards death. “I had put my sword up long ago. Why did you make this my war?”
But the boy is just a mortal, dead already or as good as. He doesn't answer. Methos rolls the carcass off his legs and stands. He bends down and pulls his sword out, makes a cursory attempt to clean the blade with his sleeve.
Another mortal rounds the corner, stumbles upon his dead friend and his dead friend’s murderer and blanches. Methos pursues in search of answers.
Re: Filled [Highlander, Methos-centric]
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Date: 2012-07-08 02:44 am (UTC)Cellular/Leverage, Eliot/Hardison & Ryan, author's choice
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Date: 2012-07-08 02:44 am (UTC)RED/The Bourne movies, Jason/Kirill & Cooper, author's choice
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Date: 2012-07-08 02:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-08 02:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-08 02:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-08 02:59 am (UTC)Blame it on the Alcohol AU, It wasn't Rachel who spun the bottle that landed on Blaine, it was Santanna.
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Date: 2012-07-08 03:02 am (UTC)As Gabriel, he prided himself on being a good son. As Loki he tried to be a good husband and father. He can be your bestest friend but he fears that he was never that good at being a brother.
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Date: 2012-07-08 03:04 am (UTC)Up to you who gets bitten (Puck, Santana, Burt?)
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Date: 2012-07-08 03:07 am (UTC)Joshua Lyman knows how to pick out a worthy Presidential Candidate. When he picks the young New York Congressman Blaine Anderson its not his husband that makes the campaign interesting but their High School friends.
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Date: 2012-07-08 02:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-08 03:10 am (UTC)Methos helps the Werewolves, Methos has a headache.
not a fill, but...
Date: 2012-07-08 10:38 pm (UTC)Re: not a fill, but...
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From:no subject
Date: 2012-07-08 03:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-08 03:13 am (UTC)(Bonus if their other friends etc becomes gods as well).