Thursday: Truth
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zelda_addict here, and today's theme is "truth." Sometimes it is beauty, others it is ugly. Sometimes it hurts, but it can also set you free. Your prompts today should deal with the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth! Well... Okay, I suppose in turn they could deal with untruths. Truth serums and curses are fair game as well.
The rules still haven't changed:
- No more than five prompts in a row.
- No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
- No spoilers in prompts.
- If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space.
Prompts should be formatted as follows:
Fandom, Character+/Character, Prompt
Some examples to get the ball rolling...
+ Supernatural, Dean + Becky, "You said I wasn't what you pictured. I gotta ask, what did you picture?"
+ DCU/Green Lantern, Hal Jordan (+ or / any), sometimes it really stinks to be such an honest guy
+ Ranma 1/2, Ryoga + Akane, he finally gets up the nerve to tell her the truth about P-chan, only to discover she's known for a while
Not feeling any of today’s prompts? Visit the lonely prompt archive and brighten someone’s day.
Can you handle it?
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zelda_addict here, and today's theme is "truth." Sometimes it is beauty, others it is ugly. Sometimes it hurts, but it can also set you free. Your prompts today should deal with the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth! Well... Okay, I suppose in turn they could deal with untruths. Truth serums and curses are fair game as well.The rules still haven't changed:
- No more than five prompts in a row.
- No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
- No spoilers in prompts.
- If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space.
Prompts should be formatted as follows:
Fandom, Character+/Character, Prompt
Some examples to get the ball rolling...
+ Supernatural, Dean + Becky, "You said I wasn't what you pictured. I gotta ask, what did you picture?"
+ DCU/Green Lantern, Hal Jordan (+ or / any), sometimes it really stinks to be such an honest guy
+ Ranma 1/2, Ryoga + Akane, he finally gets up the nerve to tell her the truth about P-chan, only to discover she's known for a while
Not feeling any of today’s prompts? Visit the lonely prompt archive and brighten someone’s day.
Can you handle it?
tag=truth
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Date: 2012-12-13 07:48 pm (UTC)“I may be love’s bitch, but at least I’m man enough to admit it.”
It’s just the slightest instant, just a moments-too-long look between the two of them, a look that’s too knowing, too intimate, full of regret and resentment – and Buffy might be blonde, but she’s not stupid. Then, when Angel catches her looking and guiltily looks away, it only confirms her rising suspicions.
They’re halfway to the factory before she broaches the subject.
“So. You and Spike.”
Angel is quiet for a moment, and she thinks he might lie to her. He doesn’t.
“It was… a long time ago. We were… I mean, I was…” He shakes his head. “Things were different.”
“Did you…” Buffy grimaces. It’s difficult even to form the words. “… love him?”
Angel stops and looks at her for a moment, clearly mentally debating how much he wants to say. At last he looks away, ashamed.
“I tortured him. He only had eyes for Dru, and… and I wanted him, so… I made him believe she’d never be his. I made him believe he wasn’t… worthy. And then… I made him give me everything. For… decades. He didn’t deserve what I did to him, and… and he deserved so much more than... than I was capable of giving.”
“So… he loved you, then.” Buffy frowns, confused.
“It’s… so complicated, Buffy,” Angel sighs.
Buffy doesn’t want to accept that answer – but she’s not really sure she wants to hear more. There’s one thing she needs to know, though, as her mind keeps flashing back to that brief, telling look between Spike and Angel.
“And… now? Do you… love him? Now?”
Angel swallows hard, looking away. “I… feel a lot of things for him. Hate. Frustration. Mostly… regret. And… yeah. I think, maybe, now that I can… maybe I do. A little.”
Buffy nods slowly, taking that in. “And… that’s why we let him go. Because… you…”
“I let him go because I owe him at least that much,” Angel interrupts softly. “One free pass, you know? Just once. Next time, he doesn't get that. And… if I know Spike, and I do… trust me. There will be a next time.”
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Date: 2012-12-13 08:29 am (UTC)Supernatural, Castiel/Crowly & Castiel/Dean, it would’ve gone differently if he’d told Dean from the start about his alliance with Crowley
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Date: 2012-12-13 10:16 am (UTC)Dean kissed along Cas' jaw and then tilted his head up to nibble on Cas' ear. Then he bit down on it, teeth on delicate flesh.
Cas winced. His body arched up toward Dean, and he moaned.
Dean didn't like using this brand of spell, especially one like this; it was invented by demons to torture angels. But Cas trusted him with it, to use only enough to make Cas beg him to stop but never enough to mean it.
It didn't just make Cas more vulnerable to pain; it heightened all of his senses.
Dean whispered to him, watched his hot breath raise goosebumps on Cas' skin. "Does it ever feel like this with Crowley?"
Cas moans again, and Dean slaps him on the thigh.
A satisfying whimper. "No."
"You know he's afraid of you, right?" Dean said, putting his game face on as he pressed Cas onto his back. He did his best to look predatory, to look like he was going to make Cas feel things he'd never felt before.
Dean continued, "But you know I'm not afraid of you," as he ran a slow, firm hand up the skin of Cas' stomach, raising his shirt.
Cas was trembling by now, but he tried to keep his composure. "It doesn't matter," he insisted, trying to bring up once again Dean's human limitations, even as he was gripping the sheets with his fingers.
Dean smirked. "Oh, I'll stop you. Both of you. It's happening, Cas." He tugged at Cas' belt, loosened it, reached a hand in to stroke him.
"I-... Sex won't make me.. " Cas gasped.
"Oh, I don't mean with this. I'll find some other way to take you and your demon snugglebuddy down. This is just ... a friendly reminder that in the end, you're going to choose me over Crowley. And you'll pissed. But you're going to like it anyway," he promised as he flicked gently at Cas' slit.
Cas made a sound, lust and desperation. Beautiful. Powerless.
Dean leaned down then and put his mouth on Cas' dick, but didn't do anything even as Cas arched up, as Cas all but grabbed his hair to push him down.
"Say it," Dean ordered, voice deep, just a hint of break.
Cas gasped out, "Crowley could never do... this to me.... only you... only you, Dean...."
Dean held Cas' body down by the hips and started taking Cas for real, sucking and licking and making him scream, making him plead, backing off when Cas got close and then working him up again. And again and again.
When he finally let Cas finish, Cas lay there, loose and defeated. Dean moved back up to his face, kissed his cheek then his lips, making Cas taste himself. Cas took it, barely moved, just whispered "thank you" in Dean's ear and moved wherever Dean's hands put him.
"Say it again," Dean ordered, this time more softly.
"Only you," Cas murmured without thinking, still spent, still lost.
Dean smiled with grim satisfaction.
Only him?
Damn right.
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Date: 2012-12-13 08:30 am (UTC)Glee, Kurt/Blaine, I will let you down. I will make you hurt.
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Date: 2012-12-13 08:31 am (UTC)Avengers movieverse, Thor + Loki + Avengers, if Loki were to actually quit playing and truly wish their destruction – well, only Thor realizes how easy that would be.
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Date: 2012-12-13 08:32 am (UTC)White Collar, Elizabeth/Peter/Neal, Elizabeth and Peter will never love Neal as much as they love each other – and all three of them know it
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Date: 2012-12-13 08:33 am (UTC)Political Animals, TJ + his family, they all hate Sean Reeves
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Date: 2012-12-13 09:38 am (UTC)Teeny Minifill
Date: 2012-12-13 01:54 pm (UTC)Clint felt his master's wrath and regretted it. He shrugged and bowed his head respectfully.
"I'm sorry, Boss, but it's not actually a lie."
"You dare tell me what is truth and untruth? TELL ME!"
"Respectfully, Sir, I can not do that. It is not relevant to your ambitions, and it is not y secret to divulge." Clint knew Loki would make him regret his little defiance, and make it hurt, but it was something he would take to his grave.
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Date: 2012-12-13 09:39 am (UTC)PG, gen, AUish of course
Date: 2014-10-20 06:17 pm (UTC)Okay, so it has been so long since I saw either show, but I'm going back through the prompts I'm tracking and a thing just popped into my head.
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John hates Neal Caffrey because he is a lie. Bryce lies, too, of course he does, but not like Neal. Neal lies like breathing, small white lies and great big whoppers, sometimes for the FBI but usually for himself. John's in the business of lying, too, but the thing is, he's come to recognize Bryce's tells and Neal -- Neal doens't have any of his own. He lies so well he is a lie and John simply can't stand that.
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Peter hates Bryce Larkin because he is a killer with Neal's face. He's dangerous in a way Neal's not, in a way Neal never has been -- but could have been. He's broken and it terrifies Peter to see it in eyes identical to Neal's, in hands that are rougher than Neals, but just as steady and just as sure.
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"So, I don't think Peter likes you," Neal says and Bryce just shrugs.
"Casey hates you, too," he chuckles, stealing the hat right off Neal's head.
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Date: 2012-12-13 09:41 am (UTC)Fill [R rated, beware!]
Date: 2012-12-14 04:11 am (UTC)Hope it pleases you!
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Date: 2012-12-13 10:45 am (UTC)Questionable Undergarments
Date: 2012-12-14 12:19 pm (UTC)“They’re mine,” she replies calmly as she surreptitiously checks that she did in fact pick up her Taser that morning.
“Do not lie to me mortal,” Loki hisses. “Do you think me dense? I know that these are the undergarments of a man; now tell me who it was that you prostrated yourself before, you shameless quim, so that I may find the wretched mortal and relieve him of the burden of living through the Hel I intend to put him through!”
“Dude, I wasn’t lying!” Darcy protests. “Do you think I’m dense enough to lie to the god of lies? There was no other guy! Well, there was, but not in the way you’re thinking!” The poisonous look Loki gives her translates to ‘explain before I choke the answers out of you’. “Okay, so, I was helping out in Stark’s lab in California when...something happened. I can’t say what because I signed a confidentiality agreement and I kinda like not being destitute or locked up in a rich guy’s private dungeon.” Loki takes a step forward and Darcy decides it might be a good idea to get to the point. “Basically, long story short, something happened and I kinda sorta wet myself from laughing so hard. Stark’s robot butler made him give me a change of clothes and as soon as I tried on the boxers I knew this was the reason why rich people think they’re so much better than everybody else. When you’re wearing underwear that good how could you not feel like a god? So I traded my silence for the boxers, which means they are now mine and I wasn’t lying about owning them!”
Darcy grins proudly as she waits for Loki to process her statement. The look of murderous wrath slowly leaves his features as he considers the garment in his hand thoughtfully. “You traded your silence for this?”
“Plus any and all new Stark gadgets that come out from now until the end of the world. Why do you think I didn’t throw a fit when Thor sat on my phone again?”
Loki nods, as if he considers that a much more reasonable price.
After a minute of silence Darcy crosses her arms and says, “I think some jealous prick owes his girlfriend an apology for getting all up in her face and for calling her a word she doesn’t understand but assumes she should slap him for.”
A smile curls at the corner of Loki’s lips, and in the blink of an eye he is standing before her. The god wraps an arm around Darcy’s waist and leans down to whisper in her ear, “Does the apology have to be verbal?”
The sensation of talented fingers slipping beneath her shirt and an even more talented mouth pressing wet kisses along her neck causes Darcy to shudder. “Nope, not at all – I am totally okay with a very physical apology.”
Darcy has just enough time to recognise the leer against her skin before she is being carried bridal style towards the bedroom. She grins and decides that, if this is the result of leaving questionable underwear in plain sight, then perhaps she needs to do so more often.
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Date: 2012-12-13 10:46 am (UTC)minifill
Date: 2012-12-14 04:03 am (UTC)"Sometimes," Jane says confidingly, "I look in the mirror and my butt looks big. And then other times, it looks fine! Cute and perky, with just the right bit of bounce."
"Uh-huh."
"Like now," Jane grabs her arm and points at a blonde woman who had just stood up across the room. "Doesn't my butt look big now?"
"Jane, that's not a mirror. That's not you."
"Oh, it's not? Huh. I rather thought I had darker hair than that. And nicer legs."
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