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Thursday: On Vacation
My last day... *pout* I shall have to come up with some crazy themes and do this again!
Today's theme is On Vacation.
After yesterday's insanity, our characters really need a break. What do they do to get away from their normal lives?
Please think about our wonderful codemonkeys and use the correct format (the second is for crossovers).
Fandom, Pairing, Prompt
Fandom1/Fandom2, Pairing, Prompt
Firefly, River, Building sand-castles on the beach
Torchwood/Heroes, Jack/Ianto/Gabriel, A broken stopwatch spoils half their vacation plans
Please remember not to post more than 5 prompts in a row and more than 3 prompts per fandom. If one or more of your prompts are answered, you can prompt again later in the day.
If you don't see anything you like, you can always Adopt a Lonely Prompt.
Today's theme is On Vacation.
After yesterday's insanity, our characters really need a break. What do they do to get away from their normal lives?
Please think about our wonderful codemonkeys and use the correct format (the second is for crossovers).
Fandom, Pairing, Prompt
Fandom1/Fandom2, Pairing, Prompt
Firefly, River, Building sand-castles on the beach
Torchwood/Heroes, Jack/Ianto/Gabriel, A broken stopwatch spoils half their vacation plans
Please remember not to post more than 5 prompts in a row and more than 3 prompts per fandom. If one or more of your prompts are answered, you can prompt again later in the day.
If you don't see anything you like, you can always Adopt a Lonely Prompt.
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Dean, standing back and breathing on his hands to keep warm, glanced up at the angel’s words. “Suffer from what? Shit, Cas, it’s freezing. Why the hell did you bring me here?”
The angel didn’t answer at first, and Dean cautiously moved forward. “Cas?” he said quietly, shoving his hands into his pockets. He glanced past the angel, and his face turned incredibly white – the sea crashed against the cliff they were standing on. “Shit!”
“Humans. You’re all just hedonistic animals. Beasts, trying to tempt us to fall.”
“That’s not true,” Dean snapped. “Alright, maybe it was true for me, once. But not now.”
“Things are too important for the pleasure of skin.”
“How would you know? Have you ever…”
Castiel turned at that, his gaze finding Dean’s eyes: there was none of the usual warmth there, just angry, inhuman ice. “I am not Anna,” he spat.
The hunter blinked at the vehemence of the angel’s words; and when his eyes opened again, he was alone. “Stranded again. Damn it.”
Arf, first Spn fic.
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And he's on the top of a cliff in the middle of nowhere, of course! :)