drabbles: SN/mythology, Mag7, NCIS, SN
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tigriswolfTitle: I danced in the morning when the world was begun
Fandom: Supernatural/mythology
Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Sydney Carter
Warnings: spoilers for aired season 5
Pairings: none stated
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 130
Point of view: third
Prompt: territory
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The MorningStar killed our boy, Spider tells Coyote.
Yellow eyes glare. Such an affront can’t go unpaid, he replies, tongue licking his chops.
Three of us, since we took the boy into our web, taught him to play, Spider says.
He did us proud, Coyote says. Brought honor to our den.
Yes, Spider decides. I’ll weave punishment for the one who snuffed out our little flame.
I’ll help, Coyote growls.
In the middle of a spell, Lucifer shivers. He feels the shadow of spider-legs on his face and hears the sharp bark of a coyote.
He shakes it off. After all, he is the LightBringer, the Star of Morning. Only his father or Michael can harm him. So he goes back to work without worry.
Spider laughs and Coyote smiles.
Title: how it goes
Fandom: The Magnificent Seven
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: future!fic; character death
Pairings: none stated
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 130
Point of view: third
Prompt: options
A: JD doesn’t duck fast enough.
B: Buck sees a farmer hitting a woman, but he doesn’t notice the farmer’s friend.
C: Vin gets caught in the wilderness and never makes it back to town.
D: On his way to an outlying homestead, Nathan is lynched by a posse still angry about the end of the war.
E: Josiah refuses to leave his burning church, and he doesn’t scream.
F: Not for the first time, Chris is too slow.
G: A sore loser challenges him and Ezra refuses to back down.
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Z: Two gangs team up and attack Four Corners. By the end, both gangs are dead, but so are the seven peacekeepers. Four Corners becomes a ghost town after that, as everyone packs up and leaves.
Title: last call
Fandom: NCIS
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: somewhat sad
Pairings: none stated
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 160
Point of view: third
Prompt: emergency
“Hey, Boss.” He sounds upbeat, over-the-top. But underneath, he’s desperate. “So, uh, I know you don’t check your voicemail, but I hope you’ll give your cell to Abby. I just…” He sighs and cuts off a little gasp. “I wanted to tell you goodbye. I wish you’d answered your phone. I mean, even if you had—” He pauses. “You’d have never got here in time, Boss, so don’t think that. It’s my fault, anyway.” He coughs for a moment, and it sounds painful. “I should’ve been smarter and faster. Better. I walked into it, Boss. Like a rookie, a probie. Man, it was fuckin’ stupid. Gotta say, I deserve this. Sorry I let you down. Again.” Silence, except for labored breathing, and then he mutters, “Fuck, it’s cold.” He coughs again, wet and broken. “Boss, just want you to know… workin’ for you… best thing I ever did.” He doesn’t say anything else, just gasps for breath until he can’t anymore.
Title: yet revenge
Fandom: Supernatural
Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Milton.
Warnings: torture
Pairings: implied Alistair/Dean
Rating: R
Wordcount: 150
Point of view: third
Prompt: burger
Back when he still held onto his bravado, cheap armor against Alistair’s razor and Alistair’s smile, Dean would talk about what he loved from Above. It didn’t take him long to learn that Alistair would twist everything he mentioned, turn it from pleasure to torture. Soon enough, Dean flinched from memories of shooting a gun or fucking some girl or the taste of beer. He never told Alistair about Sam; Alistair found out anyway, and that nearly broke Dean.
But from somewhere he could never name and hadn’t known existed, Dean found strength, and he told Alistair about the best triple-bacon cheeseburger he ever had. He ignored the pain, the blood, the fire and ice battling in his open wounds, and he spoke even after Alistair ripped out his throat.
Alistair didn’t visit for three days after that. Dean knew it wasn’t really, but he counted it as a victory.
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Date: 2010-05-20 03:59 pm (UTC)oh, dean. always with the cheeseburgers. <3
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Date: 2010-05-21 03:28 am (UTC)I love the Tricksters going after Lucifer.
I still say Gabriel isn't dead dammit!
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Date: 2010-05-22 03:24 pm (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2010-05-22 09:52 pm (UTC)You're welcome!
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Date: 2010-05-21 05:39 am (UTC)Especially Dean and his burger!
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Date: 2010-05-22 03:25 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-05-22 03:10 pm (UTC)AND OMG YOUR NCIS KILLED ME!!
*hugs*
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Date: 2010-05-22 11:12 pm (UTC)Thank you for reading!
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Date: 2011-03-07 11:21 pm (UTC)If there ever was a voicemail that would have made Abby fall to pieces, this is it.
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