free for all
May. 23rd, 2015 12:01 am.
Here's the free for all.
As ever, the rules are:
*No more than five prompts in a row.
*No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
*No spoilers in prompts for a month after airing. Use a spoiler cut as needed.
*If you know the character's full name, use it. Also, give the fandom's complete name, too.
*If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space.
There's also a new rule now: if something in the fill could be a trigger, please have a note to warn for it.
Have fun!
Here's the free for all.
As ever, the rules are:
*No more than five prompts in a row.
*No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
*No spoilers in prompts for a month after airing. Use a spoiler cut as needed.
*If you know the character's full name, use it. Also, give the fandom's complete name, too.
*If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space.
There's also a new rule now: if something in the fill could be a trigger, please have a note to warn for it.
Have fun!
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Date: 2015-05-23 05:02 am (UTC)Takers/Fast&Furious movies, John Rahway + Brian O’Connor, “I need your help, brother.”
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Date: 2015-05-23 05:03 am (UTC)Takers, Jesse Attica + Jake Attica + AJ, we ride together, we die together – bad boys for life
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Date: 2015-05-23 05:04 am (UTC)Takers, John Rahway, (post-film) he should’ve just shot Ghost in the house when he had the chance
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Date: 2015-05-23 05:05 am (UTC)RPF, author's choice, that time Ian McKellen flirted with Harry Styles
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Date: 2016-08-14 04:46 pm (UTC)Re: no fill
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Date: 2015-05-23 05:06 am (UTC)Bones/Rizzoli&Isles, ensemble, Dr. Maura Isles and her team have to work with Dr. Temperance Brennan and her team
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Date: 2015-05-23 06:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-05-23 06:46 am (UTC)Fast&Furious movies, gen, AU
Date: 2015-06-09 03:47 am (UTC)(In this fic, which is an AU where most of the characters are shapeshifters. Warnings for language.)
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If Rome tries, he can pinpoint the moment Brian decided to leave. Brian had just turned nineteen, five months after Rome, and he looked around the desert they were joyriding through in a boosted car, and he asked, “What are we doin’ here, Rome?”
All told, they spent two years in juvie. Rome came out with an even stronger hatred of cops but Brian – he got quiet, in the cage. Thought a lot. Got all philosophical and shit.
“We expressin’ our disdain for the authorities,” Rome answered, hitting the gas.
Looking back three years later, after the cops raided his garage, after he got sent to a bigger, meaner cage, Rome would think, That’s when I lost ‘im.
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The first and only time Rome talked to Brian before he got out, Rome didn’t believe that Brian didn’t know. Mama said she’d told Brian to leave, and Rome winced at the thought. But he needed his anger to survive, he’ll realize when he’s free. Needed someone to blame. Someone to hate.
And Brian, on the outside, working for the cops, as a cop – if Rome hadn’t hated him for a betrayal that never happened, he might’ve gotten lost in the cage.
But he survived, got out, and realized he was still alive.
.
His third week, still chained by the tracking monitor strapped to his leg, he calls Mama to ask, “Where’s Brian?”
Mama hesitates.
“Mama,” Rome says.
“I don’t know, baby,” Mama finally answers. “About a month before you got out, he, well. They put his picture on the news and some agents from the FBI stopped by to talk to me.”
“What the fuck,” Rome says, not even apologizing when Mama hisses, “Roman Pearce, don’t you use that language.”
But seriously. Bri, what. the. fuck.
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Rome does a lot of thinking, in-between driving at the Barstow Speedway. His brothers, packsiblings, and cousins all stop by, and Mama and the aunties, and Rome thinks. Remembers. Tries to imagine where Brian could be now, what he’s doing.
He’s still so angry, though. Even when he looks up at the moon and says, “If you were gonna run in the end, brother, why didn’t you run with me?”
.
A lot of the time, he wants to punch Brian. Other times, he wants to curl up with him. They could’ve been something great, him and Brian.
But still, no matter what, he promises himself, if he ever sees Brian O’Connor again, the first thing he’s gonna do is punch him in that goddamned face of his.
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Date: 2015-05-23 06:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-05-23 06:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-05-23 06:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-05-23 09:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-05-23 09:10 am (UTC)I want your horror
I want your design
‘Cause you're a criminal
As long as you're mine
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Date: 2015-05-23 09:11 am (UTC)I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
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Date: 2015-05-23 09:12 am (UTC)I'm too hot (hot damn)
Called a police and a fireman
I'm too hot (hot damn)
Make a dragon wanna retire, man
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Date: 2015-05-23 09:14 am (UTC)It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
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Date: 2015-05-23 11:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-05-23 12:32 pm (UTC)I don't ask, for everything we've done has passed
Who cares if we will meet again?
It's obvious that we're not friends
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Date: 2015-05-23 12:42 pm (UTC)No fill yet
Date: 2015-05-23 04:48 pm (UTC)Re: No fill yet
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Date: 2015-05-23 12:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-05-23 02:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-05-23 02:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-05-23 03:53 pm (UTC)filled - meh. one day I'll do this justice. Today is not that day.
Date: 2015-05-23 09:44 pm (UTC)Terry swallows. It's still so weird. It's Dick, but it's so very much not. Bruce, Bruce pretty much is still the same, just without the graying hair and the wrinkles and the bum liver. But Dick...he's not just younger, he's like a completely different person. He laughs a lot, for one. He never really stops smiling, even if he's not doing it with his mouth Terry can see it in his eyes, which he can see both of now without the eye patch, and they're so stunning he forgets how to breathe sometimes when he looks at him.
"Yeah," Terry says. "We..." They what? They train together. They banter back and forth on comms all night while Terry dodges bullets. They watch cartoons over bowls of sugary cereal on the morning Terry gets in late, before he has to make a mad dash for class. Sometimes Dick pins him against the refrigerator and gets down on old knees that Terry knows pop and creak, takes him in his mouth and makes Terry beg for mercy, his hands grasping at Dick's short hair.
"We what?"
Terry looks up, blushes when his eyes fall on Dick's mouth, clears his throat. "We know each other."
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Date: 2015-05-23 04:03 pm (UTC)You leave me cold, colder than you know
You won't let it go
But I remember how we broke it down together
You have, you have lost me now
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Date: 2015-05-23 04:06 pm (UTC)In honour of the Irish Marriage Equality Referendum getting an overwhelming YES vote :D
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Date: 2015-05-23 04:08 pm (UTC)