comment_fic 446-450: Chuck/White Collar, Supernatural, Charmed

[tigriswolf]

Title: I saw pale kings, and princes too
Fandom: Chuck/White Collar
Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Keats
Warnings: AU
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 205
Point of view: third
Prompt: Chuck/White Collar, Neal +or/ Bryce, it's impossible to tell which is the worst influence

 

Between the two of them, they've broken every law involving weapons or theft. Neal thinks he's the better twin, though, because he's never killed.

Bryce says he is, because he was only ever caught after he was dead.

Neal just gives him a pout for bringing up that horrible event again, and Bryce promises to take him to the Louvre later in the week.

Peter bursts in at that moment, Chuck on his heels, and they receive the same innocent expressions, blue eyes wide and pure as the sky.

Peter's glare is ferocious, but there's a hint of laughter at the corners of his mouth, and Chuck's babbling about Neal's successful and varied career. When Peter glances back at him, brow raised, Chuck quiets instantly.

Bryce huffs a small laugh and Neal ducks his head, smothering a grin. There won't be any Louvre in the near future, but they will sneak out to the Metropolitan Museum of Art later, while Chuck (and possibly Casey) distract Peter, and for the first time in a long time, they'll actually act like the brothers they used to be, back when they only played at being dangerous and Neal dreamed of being famous and Bryce thought about saving the world.
 

 

Title: after the birth of the simple light
Fandom: Supernatural
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: future!fic
Pairings: vaguely implied Castiel/Dean/Sam
Rating: PG
Wordcount:100
Point of view: third
Prompt: Dean +/Cas +Sam, they find an abandoned angel baby/egg

 

Dean names the egg Metallica. Castiel gives him that you're a weird human, but I love you anyway look, and Sam rolls his eyes and declares that after the egg hatches, he has naming rights.

A week later, the shell splinters and a tiny little girl with fluttery wings curls up in Sam's hands, fitting snugly in his palms.

He names her Gabriella and Castiel gives him a sweet smile. Dean just says, askin' for trouble, dude.

And the little girl, Gabriella Marie, blinks her dark brown eyes at him and he thinks, it was all worth it.

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Title: the gift of lying
Fandom: Charmed
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: changed future
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 230
Point of view: third
Prompt: Chris, a spell that he can do better than Wyatt.

 

Wyatt is a terrible liar. He always has been. If Dad and the aunts hadn't been in shock after Mom's death, they would have seen what Chris saw because Wyatt wasn't trying to hide it. He didn't know how, and he didn't think he had to.

He is, after all, the Twice-Blessed Heir of Magic. The best and the greatest, more powerful than the Source. More powerful than the Charmed Ones.

And he can't lie for shit. Not when he was evil, and not now that he's good. Chris has two lifetimes of memories playing in his head, and in both worlds, some things are the same: Chris is Wyatt's favorite and Wyatt can't lie.

Chris spent months in the past and it was only a vision quest that finally gave him away. Wyatt wasn't even there for five minutes before he let something slip.

In all honesty, Chris still has trouble believing Wyatt went evil. Of the two of them, it should have been him, the secretive and jealous little brother. Dad wouldn't've been caught off-guard then. That, he and the aunts might have seen coming.

But no. It was Wyatt, the great and powerful Wyatt, who brought dragons to life and couldn't lie in the least.

And maybe he shouldn't be proud of it, but lying is the one thing he's always been better at than Wyatt.

 

 

Title: what we know, but have no art to say
Fandom: Supernatural
Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Dickinson
Warnings: AU
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount:145
Point of view: third
Prompt: Sam & (or /) Dean, Sam follows the plea of his father to shoot him as he is possessed by YED in Devil's Trap

 

Sam doesn't know if Dean's alive. Colt in one hand, pointed at Dad, he tries to find Dean's pulse.

"Sammy, shoot me in the heart," Dad gasps, straining to keep the demon at bay. "Kill me, son."

Blinking tears away, Sam stands and takes aim. He doesn't want to, can barely do it, but—

"Now, Sam!"

He pulls the trigger.

(He rushes Dean to the nearest hospital. While Dean's in emergency surgery, Sam returns to the cabin for the clean-up.

It's a month before Dean's well enough to walk out under his own power.

And Sam feels guilty for feeling relief that Dean doesn't remember the last week leading up to that night. He still thinks Dad is out there, hunting the demon. Sam isn't sure how to tell him that both are gone for good.

So, for the longest time, he doesn't.)

 

 

Title: Between the hero's going and the god's coming
Fandom: Supernatural
Disclaimer: not my characters; title from C. Day-Lewis
Warnings: AU; takes place in Hell; spoilers for season 5
Pairings: Dean/Crowley
Rating: PG13
Point of view: third
Wordcount: 290
Prompt: Crowley/Dean; the angels didn't get to Hell in time, and Dean became a demon. He still doesn't like the idea of the end of the world, though.

 

Crowley never likes visiting the workroom. He's far too sophisticated for Alistair's methods. He's a businessman, after all. And Alistair's insane. Bloody insane, pardon the pun.

But Alistair's pupil, his fair-haired boy, his darling pet… Dean Winchester, the Righteous Man, breaker of the First Seal.

Alistair's off visiting with Lucifer, recently released from his cage by Dean's brother, soon to become the unlucky vessel of the MorningStar. And Dean is here, safe in Hell, so there will be no vessel for Michael, unless he settles for plans B through Z.

"Darling," Crowley calls, striving to ignore the poor bastards strung up all over the place, in various stages of torture. Dean truly is a master. He's already surpassed Alistair in skill and it won't be long until he's better than even the Lord of Hell.

"Be right with you," Dean says, bent over a sobbing soul, bloody blade in hand.

Crowley doesn't know if Dean will want to aid him in derailing Lucifer's plan. It may in fact be the most foolish thing he's ever done, either the overthrow idea itself or asking Dean to join him.

But with Dean's help…

Dean turns to face Crowley, smirking. "It's a stupid fuckin' plan, dude," he says, crossing his arms across his chest as he leans against the wall. "And if you help me keep Sammy out of Lucifer's grasp, I'll help you come up with somethin' that might actually work."

Crowley considers that for a moment, watching Dean watch him.

"Alright then," he says. "Let's seal the deal."

Dean's smile is as sharp as the razor dangling from his fingers, and he bites down hard before Crowley pulls away. "Sealed by blood," he murmurs against Crowley's mouth. "We got work to do."

 

Comments

[daria234.livejournal.com]

These are great - I LOVE what you do with Chris and Wyatt.

Also love the Sam kills John one. And the last one, the crowley/dean, is AMAZING! Dude, sequel?

[tigriswolf]

At the moment, nope, that's all there is.

Thank you for reading!