free for all

[tigriswolf]

And now's the free for all. Y'all know the rules:

*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.

Have fun!

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[tigriswolf]

What’s Your Number?, Colin, he’s actually a hitman, not just a struggling musician

[tigriswolf]

Harry Potter, author’s choice, if Lily Evans and Severus Snape had both been Sorted into Ravenclaw

[tigriswolf]

Harry Potter, author’s choice, if Lily Evans, Remus Lupin, and Severus Snape had all been Sorted into Ravenclaw

[tigriswolf]

Avengers movieverse, Bucky + Steve, my brother, my captain, my king

[tigriswolf]

Avengers movieverse, Bucky/Steve, Steve is, actually, the second coming of Jesus Christ and he has no idea. (But Bucky figured it out.)

[langstonlover.livejournal.com]

Leverage, Eliot Spencer + OC, Teaching his son how to fight

[owleyes-arisen.livejournal.com]

Fandom of your choice, author's choice

(preferably, Good Omens, Greek Mythology, or Those Who Hunt the Night)

'Cause you only need the light when it's burning low/Only miss the sun when it starts to snow/Only know you love her when you let her go

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

MCU (Iron Man), Tony/Pepper, I've never had sex with me but I assume there are worse ways to be woken up Texts From Last Night.

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

MCU, Darcy/any, I found a guy who will take me to the Olive Garden and he is CONVENTIONALLY ATTRACTIVE. Texts From Last Night

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Any, any + any, I hope you get eaten by satanic starfish. Texts From Last Night



Is this the new may you walk barefoot on legos? Because I like this insult/wish :P

[icarus-chained.livejournal.com]

Author's choice, author's choice, Leviathan, Behemoth and Ziz

[falkner]

any, any, sleeping under the night sky

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Any, Any, 'wait thirty minutes, and the weather will change'

[caz251.livejournal.com]

Any, Any, History repeats itself.

[caz251.livejournal.com]

Harry Potter, Tom/Harry, King's Cross Station

[caz251.livejournal.com]

Any, Any/Any + Any, "What's going on here?"
"It's not what you..."
"...We're sorry about the rug."

[caz251.livejournal.com]

Harry Potter, Godric Gryffindor/Salazar Slytherin, Telling the other founders.

[blondebabe800.livejournal.com]

any, any,

I don't need to tell you that I'm afraid
'Cause I'll be paying for all the mistakes I've made

Will You Remember Me, Jann Arden
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HOX6c8V_2Ck

[blondebabe800.livejournal.com]

any, any, if I should die before I wake

[blondebabe800.livejournal.com]

Very sweet--thank you! :)

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[likewinning.livejournal.com]

He actually does want to be a musician. It's important to note that, in case anyone ever actually found out how he really pays for what is after all a pretty decent apartment.

And his dad actually is a cop. Was. It's complicated, as families with mob connections often are.

Point is, Colin likes to think of himself as a pretty honest guy, aside from the cold-blooded killing. And hey, few people actually like their job.

But Colin is good at what he does. They send him a name, a picture on his phone, and within 24 hours there's a body lying somewhere, cold and still, preferably far from Colin.

So all right, he hasn't always used the rooftop just for chilling out and playing music. This is what some people call working from home.

It's still just to pay the bills, though. The sniper rifle hidden inside a guitar case, the weddings he books where the guest of honor means something else to him than it does to the bride and groom – everything's just what he does on the way to getting a record deal, getting successful and (if he's lucky) famous.

And when he does get famous, if anyone asks what he did before, he'll just say he helped out at the family business. It's not far off the mark.

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[tigriswolf]

Oh, wow, that's so scarily cold (a little sociopathic, actually, which should not make me *hee* but did). Thank you!

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[likewinning.livejournal.com]

Haha, I mean, he is a hitman. ;) (Which, did you see him in the Iceman? Totally different animal, but yeah.) You're welcome!

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[tigriswolf]

(I have! I've watched the Chris Evans parts three times because it's hilarious, Steve Rogers' voice paired with that sociopath. *sporfle*)

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[likewinning.livejournal.com]

(Agreed, he's hysterical. I totally need fic where that whacko meets the Winter Soldier, okay. He'd fangirl all over the place. ;3)

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[tigriswolf]

(*blinks* Will you prompting that or shall I? Because now I have a mighty need, holy shit.)

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[likewinning.livejournal.com]

(One of us needs to the next free-for-all or whichever, for sure. WOULDN'T IT BE GREAT THOUGH? I've been thinking about it for ages. Like, I can just hear Freezy saying hey man, I love your work.)

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[tigriswolf]

(*nudge* Then write it, dude!)

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[likewinning.livejournal.com]

(We'll see, we'll see!)

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[tigriswolf]

(*points to icon*)

[quitehopeless.livejournal.com]

A/N: Sorry. I wrote them again. It's funny, though, so that should help, right?

---

“Take me to Olive Garden.”

“You're kidding, right?” Jason asked, not opening his eyes. “You just tased me, remember? We're not leaving the damn bed.”

“It was the lowest setting. And I'm hungry,” she said, straddling him and doing the damn pout that was like a weapon or maybe a superpower. “Please?”

“Why the hell do you want to go to Olive Garden?”

“Hello,” she said. “Unlimited breadsticks.”

“Right. Fine,” he muttered, forcing her off before rolling over. “You better not be pregnant.”

“Nope. Just hungry and horny,” she answered cheerfully. “Why? What would you do if I was?”

He had no idea.

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Where are you?

Jason was giving her phone the look of death, but Darcy smiled at him, picking up a breadstick and putting it in her mouth to distract him while she answered Jane's text. Olive Garden.

I thought you got banned from there for life.

I did, Darcy said, but they're scared of my boyfriend, so they let me in again.

You found a guy willing to take you to Olive Garden?

Yep. And he's conventionally attractive.

Jason grabbed her phone. “Conventionally attractive?”

She took the phone back before he could break it. Really hot.

“That's better,” he said, and she grinned as she finished her breadstick.

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

These fics are awesome, and get even more awesome each time :D

[quitehopeless.livejournal.com]

Thank you. I'm finding these two such a fun pair to write for that I can't help it, and it's just so... easy.

(I think I have to do that one about her working for a place that has ray guns, too.)

FILL! Weechesters, (G)

[cozy-coffee.livejournal.com]

“Daddy, can we go outside and play? Pretty, pretty please?”

Two pairs of cute puppy dog eyes gaze up at him, pleading sweetly. On a dreary, rainy spring day, clouds hung on the horizon with the sun straining to shine through them. John wasn’t a big fan of rain, but he also wasn’t content with staying cooped up in the house all day with two adorable, over-energetic rug rats. Maybe if he waited half an hour for the weather to change then the boys could go play outside. Sadly, it seemed as if luck wasn’t on his side. It kept raining cats and dogs, and the boys were getting anxious from being cooped up all day.

Every child loves to play in the rain, and Sammy and Dean are no different. John decided not to wait on the rain—he was going to let his boys be young and carefree, if only this one time. Therefore, John bundled his boys up in their cute, yellow rubber boots and raincoats and turned them loose outside for a little splish-splash fun while he watched from the porch.

Three ducks from the nearby park were waddling in the rain, and when Sammy spotted them crossing the lawn, he dashed after them, squealing with delight. Dean was already chasing after him, the big brother in his soul telling him to stick close to Sammy and watch out for him to make sure he did not get hurt.

John expected the wild ducks to fly off, but to his surprise, they splashed around in a big puddle with his little boy, quacking happily and fluffing their feathers merrily as Sammy giggled. One friendly duck even let Sam pet him, which set the four-year-old boy off into a giggle fit of bubbly laughter, his angelic, sweet face sparkling and his tiny dimples showing as the rain fell down from the heavens.

Dean was nearby, playing but also keeping a look out for Sammy, just in case one of the ducks tried anything funny; those waterfowl quacks could bite his brother and if that happened then Dean was gonna pluck all their feathers out! No one messes with his little brother and gets away with it.

He giggled happily while splashing around in a rain puddle and attempting to catch water droplets on his tongue. Dean found an even bigger puddle, and he took a high leap and jumped into it, cheering “Geronimo!” as he landed in the splashy puddle.

For a little while, John watched his boys having fun, smiling ecstatically. When they called to him, asking him to join in their fun, the kid at heart came out. He snatched up Sammy and gave him a piggyback ride while he carried Dean in his arms, and he leaped and splashed in the puddles as the sounds of his sons’ laughter warmed his heart.

Eventually, after an afternoon of joyful fun, the Winchester boys were worn out. John took them inside, and while they dried off and put on warm, cozy clothes, he made them lunch, their favorite—grilled cheese sandwiches with creamy tomato soup. Snuggled up together on the couch, Sammy, Dean, and John enjoyed a hot lunch to warm up, followed by cuddles while watching cartoons—a perfect end to a rainy spring day.

(END)

Re: FILL! Weechesters, (G)

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Awww, that's cute. Thank you!