comment_fic: six words

[tigriswolf]

Supernatural, Crowley, hellhounds

Eventually, he'll have those boys trained.

 

Supernatural, Dean/Castiel, what might have been

A fearsome struggle—Castiel's grip slipped.

Castiel clutched tight; Alistair clutched tighter.

"Sammy, meet Cas Milton, my boyfriend."

Here lies Cas, the best of—

"Dean, darling, I got you somethin'."
"He's so shiny, Boss--an angel?"
"He came for you. Take this."
"Your special razor? Ooh, so nice."
"Hear that, kid? All for you."
"Thanks, Boss. I'll carve him up."

 

When Dean said yes, Castiel wept.

 

Supernatural; Lucifer/Dean; bloody hands

You're the Righteous Man, my dear.
Your hands broke the first seal.
Everything I do--because of you.
A hurricane couldn't wash you clean.
Take my hand... follow me home.

 

Supernatural; Vampire Alpha/Dean; hunger

Drink, this is my blood, immortality.
Alistair's brand fades beneath Father's bite.
Sunlight, bright and burning, this man.
His youngest, strongest childe--the best.
There is no cure, only suppression.

 

Supernatural; Castiel/Sam; broken things

Shattered bones, tattered wings—Heaven lost.
He fell to save the world.
The world is saved; where's Sam?
All that's lost can be found.
A small speck of sunshine chained.
come, Sam, to me, be free
Bones healed, wings mended, Heaven anew.
"Dudes--a sock on the door!"

 

 

NCIS, Tony/Gibbs, Fragile

A beach in Mexico—
no goodbye.

 

NCIS, Tony/Gibbs, memories

Boat, bourbon, basement--sawdust, gunpowder, goodbye.

 

Stargate Atlantis, John/Rodney, true love

Their first kiss lit up Atlantis.

 

Highlander, Methos, the end

As the oldest, he's the best.
In the end... there's only one.
Duncan or death, he chooses Death.
He's never regretted winning so much.
Winning the Game is a loss.