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tigriswolfTitle: answering the call
Fandom: Supernatural
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: spoilers for aired season 5
Rating: PG
Pairings: none stated
Point of view: third
Wordcount: 135
Prompt: Any, Angels don't need to yell.
Once, wherever he was in the cosmos, Castiel could hear his brothers and sisters. They were connected by Heavenly Grace, mind-to-mind and spirit-to-spirit, all God's children and soldiers and power.
Merely thinking an angel's name brought him to their presence, wherever in the cosmos they might be.
But now Castiel is out-of-reach. He cannot hear Heaven's song or his brothers and sisters voices. They could be screaming for help or cursing his name, and he would not know. Does not want to know.
Dean and Sam do not yell for him anymore. Instead, they call him on the telephone, a small contraption of electricity and plastic they taught him to use.
Wherever he is in the cosmos, Castiel hears that phone ring. Only the Winchesters have the number, and he will always answer their call.
Title: fall fashions for angels
Fandom: Supernatural
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: somewhat crackish?
Pairings: none stated
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 280
Point of view: third
Prompt: Castiel, These clothes are Jimmy's; Castiel begins wearing his own.
The first day Castiel shows up in a tie-dyed T-shirt and army coat instead of what he's been wearing for over a year, Dean blinks, shakes his head, and moves on.
Whatever. More important things to worry about than Castiel's wardrobe.
o0o
The next time, instead of Jimmy's old outfit, Castiel is wearing a yellow T-shirt with a purple moose on it and a plaid pull-over, unbuttoned, with cream-colored pants.
What the hell. Not his business, but Dean keeps shooting him glances out the corner of his eye.
"Castiel?" Sam asks. "Um. What happened to your clothes?"
"I am trying out my own style," Castiel answers promptly. "Jimmy chose the old clothes, but I am not Jimmy, nor is this shell his anymore."
Dean and Sam share a look. "Alright," Dean says. "Moving on."
o0o
After that, neither of them say anything when Castiel shows up looking like a fashion reject. Dean knows what looks good, alright, and what Castiel is wearing... well. Those colors shouldn't be on the same body at a single time, okay? Okay.
But he bites his tongue to keep from laughing or giving Castiel fashion tips, because Castiel needs to find himself, and Dean owes him some respect. After everything Castiel has given up and done for him... Dean will mock him over the jokes he doesn't get and references he can't follow, but something so basic to humanity as finding himself... no, Dean won't laugh at him for that.
o0o
And then Castiel arrives in a blue shirt, dark jeans, and boots.
"Finally," Dean says, clapping him on the back. "You look good, kiddo."
Castiel smiles at him. "I am pleased, as well," he says.
Title: seeing the tyrannosaur
Fandom: Primeval
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: spoilers for up to mid-season 3
Pairings: none stated
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 100
Point of view: third
Prompt: Team, Connor still watches Jurassic Park.
He remembers the awe he felt, the first time he saw Dr. Grant see the dinosaurs, when the jeep topped the rise and there they were, magnificent and wonderful and he thought, yes, this is me, this is what I want to do, I want to find a dinosaur.
He's seen dinosaurs now. Dinosaurs have tried to eat him now.
And now when he watches the movie, the film that was once his favorite, he thinks about Cutter and Stephen, and Helen playing with times and variables and lives, and he wants to feed her to the tyrannosaur.
Title: Someone Else
Fandom: Supernatural
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: spoilers for aired season 5
Pairings: none stated
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 350
Point of view: third
Prompt: Dean/Castiel, Sam/Gabriel, Claire, Jesse; they don't remember much before the kind old man took them by the hands and brought them to their fathers; Claire remembers too bright light and ice, Jesse remembers pitch black darkness and fire.
She's taken to wandering at night, away from the house of sigils and wards and charms. She knows it isn't safe, that demons want her and men could hurt her and angels might turn a blind eye to the traitor's vessel's daughter in danger.
None of that matters, though, because Castiel filled her to the brim and in those moments, she knew things. So many things. Secrets of time and space and Creation's beginning.
In those moments, seeing her father through an angel's eyes, she saw her Father and knew something even Castiel could not yet fathom.
And so she walks at night, knowing that demons want her and men might hurt her and that angels would probably not shift a wing to save her, but there is Someone Else out there, waiting. And so she waits, in turn.
o0o
The waves are awesome and the sand is warm and there are no demons here. Not yet, anyway. He knows they'll come eventually. Something like him can't hide for long, and he should go back, should fight to protect what's important, Mom and Dad and Saturday morning cartoons and the Roberts' yappy dog because those men, those Winchesters and their confused friend, they look at the big picture, and someone should look out for the little guy. For the other Jesses who aren't as powerful.
For now, though, he surfs and swims with dolphins and whales and sharks, far out from the coast, where only him and the sky and sea are, in a place safe because he wills it.
The demons will find him, and the angels want to kill him, and humans don't know who he is or what he can do, but he's felt Someone Else watching him, Someone even stronger than him, and he dives under the surface, waiting.
o0o
And when Someone Else makes His/Her/Creator's move, Claire awakens in a blue room, tinged with ice, and Jesse breathes in fire and thunder, and Someone Else, Painter of the stars and Weaver of the cosmos, says, "Welcome, children. We have so much work to do."
Title: final solution
Fandom: Leverage
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: AU
Pairings: none stated
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 80
Point of view: third
Prompt: Nate & Parker gen, Daddy's little psycho
Sometimes, when the mark isn't intimidated by Hardison's skill with computers and making money disappear, or doesn't fall for Sophie's charms, or refuses to be bought by Nate's offers, or doesn't flinch from Eliot's fists, Nate will shake his head and tut, then release Parker on the poor fool.
Whenever things have gotten that far, his one command is "Don't get caught, dear."
Eliot shadows her, to clean up the mess, and then takes her for ice cream on Nate's bill.
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Date: 2010-04-26 02:26 pm (UTC)Also, I love that Dean understands about the clothes. LOVE LOVE LOVE. It's so HIM.
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Date: 2010-04-26 11:17 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-04-27 12:58 am (UTC)I think I've read Daddy's little psycho before, and loved it then too.
BUT! Here's the ultimate question.... Where is all the NCIS fic?!
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Date: 2010-04-27 03:16 am (UTC)Thanks for reading!
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Date: 2010-04-27 07:44 am (UTC)I miss Cutter and Stephen, too.
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Date: 2010-04-27 05:55 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-04-28 03:53 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-04-28 01:50 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-05-05 04:45 am (UTC)Love 'Someone Else' too. Claire and Jesse and their assorted bloodlines are an interesting thing to play with. :-)
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Date: 2010-05-05 04:09 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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