drabbles: Trek reboot and SN
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tigriswolfTitle: Watcher
Fandom: Star Trek reboot/Push
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: spoilers for the reboot
Pairings: none
Wordcount: 116
Point of view: third
Notes: has nothing to do with the other Trek/Push fic; written to the same prompt
As he walks away from Jim in the hangar, McCoy sees a glimmer of the future, of explosions and screams and the empty silence of space.
It's the first thing he's Watched in nearly four years, since he took that experimental treatment and swore to never use his 'gift' again.
On the backs of his eyelids pass a multitude of what-ifs, each worse than the last, each ending in death and then two planets imploding, trillions of lives gone in an instant.
He gasps for breath, eyes closed, waiting it out.
Finally, in the last version of the future, he sees Jim on the bridge, arguing with that pointy-eared bastard.
"Damnit," he mutters and turns around.
Title: untitled
Fandom: “Supernatural”
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: AU
Pairings: Castiel/Dean
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 237
Point of view: third
Notes: to the prompt In the end, Castiel is Lucifer. Dean has to choose on![[info]](https://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small}
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"It is a simple choice," Castiel—no, not Castiel, never Castiel—says. He cocks his head to the side, his vessel's blue eyes bright in the sunlight. "Join me, and rule. A palace by the sea, endless pie, silk sheets, feather pillows, vengeance on all the people who ever mocked you, degraded you, lied to you."
"Shut up," Dean mutters, turning his head away.
"No, Dean," he says, reaching out to bring Dean's eyes back to his. "Would you die for him, the brother who still looks down on you after surviving in the Pit? He will never think you his equal. You owe him nothing. You went to Hell for him and he never thanked you."
"You lied to me, too," Dean says, jerking away as much as he can. "Every word."
He smiles, leaning in to whisper right by Dean's ear, "A lord has work for you, Dean, and that bastard in the sky did want you saved." He strokes Dean's jaw with a finger, trails the tip along Dean's lips. "I just got to you first, is all."
He pulls all the way back, steps out of Dean's space, and waits for Dean to glance at him. "Yes or no."
Bright blue eyes, a nowhere near innocent smirk, and Dean can think only of the first time they met—the first time on Earth—and he says, "You're still playing me."
Lucifer replies, "Always."
Title: history
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: child abuse; implied sexual abuse
Pairings: implied stepdad/Jim
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 363
Point of view: third
Notes: to the prompt Five of Kirk's scars he didn't want to talk about, and the one time he told someone about a scar on the kink meme.
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There was this one time he fell down the stairs. He wasn’t drunk or stoned, and no one pushed him(that time). He just lost his balance and fell.
He cut his arm wide open on the final step. He doctored it himself. He never told anyone(he’d already been to the hospital too many times) and it was—it was just embarrassing, okay?
Falling down the stairs. How lame is that?
iv
Dad’s sister’s dog(golden lab/rottweiler/wolf hybrid) took a disliking to him for some reason. Jim still isn’t sure why.
She tore a chunk out of his thigh and Mom was off-planet, so Aunt Marianne was the one who took him to the hospital. Then Frank took him home.
There is no scar from the dog bite. There is a scar from the bottle Frank used to cut him where the dog’s teeth had ripped him open.
iii
After he got home from juvie for the car and cliff stunt, Jim went back to where he almost died. He stretched out on the dirt and gripped where he’d pulled himself up. He held on so tightly, for so long, that his skin broke.
There’s still just a faint line along both his palms.
ii
On his shoulder, there’s a faint indentation of teeth marks.
i
Frank is a mean drunk, but he’s not so bad sober. The one time he lashed out while not smashed, he broke Jim’s arm in three places. It was an accident(Jim’s almost sure) and so bad that he had to go to the hospital.
After they got home, Jim locked himself in his room and dragged a knife down the formerly broken arm. It barely broke the skin. He spent all night slowly making it deeper, leaving enough time for his blood to clot.
By morning, he’d decided he was done with Frank and Mom, so he packed up everything that mattered and left as the sun rose.
o
“Jim,” Bones asks during Jim’s first physical as CMO. “Where’d this scar come from?” He traces his finger down Jim’s calf.
Jim shrugs. “I overbalanced on my bike one time. Landed on some scrap metal.”
It’s not a lie.
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Date: 2009-07-18 11:51 am (UTC)What sort of creature is in your icon?
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Date: 2009-07-18 09:03 am (UTC)the castiel as lucifer fic was pretty damn chilling, and oh poor jim in that last one!!
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Date: 2009-07-18 11:52 am (UTC)Thank you for reading!
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Date: 2009-08-02 01:50 am (UTC)The Dean/Castiel one was awesome O.O
I never would have pictured him as Lucifer
Awesome ^-^
*squishes you*
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