comment_fic dump for the week of November 28
Stuff I wrote for comment_fic that's too short to cross-post or that I didn't feel like cross-posting.
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Challenge: 56 words
Prompter: mangacrack
Prompt: Supernatural, Sam/Gabriel, they're in a hostage situation together
Wordcount: 56
"This is not my idea of exciting!"
Sam struggled against the ropes binding him to Gabriel. He froze, however, when a woman in a form-fitting latex suit walked in. She slapped a cat-o'-nine-tails against her palm, the knots trailing over her fingers.
Gabriel glanced over at Sam's flushed face and grinned.
"Oh, I beg to differ."
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Challenge: 56 words
Prompter: mahmfic
Prompt: Torchwood, Gwen, busted
Wordcount: 56
She hates this part the most-they are criminals, yes, and she is doing her duty to protect the public, but in that single moment when she has their hands behind their backs-when she clicks the handcuffs into place, and they look up at her with pleading eyes, so utterly human-she gulps and falters.
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Challenge: Misheard lyrics
Prompter: mahmfic
Prompt: Any, Any, Take it to the fridge (Sexy Back by Justin Timberlake)
Fandom/Characters: Sherlock (BBC); Sherlock, John
Wordcount: 154
John blinks and opens and closes his mouth as he struggles to find words to describe what he's seeing on the kitchen table.
"What," he says finally, after a long pause, "is this?"
Sherlock looks over his shoulder and gives John an exasperated look.
"It's a foot, John, and I believe you have just put yours in your mouth."
John sputters.
"I know that, Sherlock, but what in the world is it doing on the table?"
Sherlock sighs and rolls his eyes as he tips his head back and melts into the couch. "I'm studying how the ankle weakens as the flesh decomposes. Vital information for our latest case; could be the key to a man's freedom."
"I was about to eat here!"
"Then clear the table off," Sherlock says as he closes his eyes. "Take it to the fridge. And while you're at it, grab me some of that leftover chicken-I'm starving."
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Challenge: Misheard lyrics
Prompter: nevcolleil
Prompt: Any, any, hot pocket rocket (Pop, Lock & Drop It) *facepalms*
Fandom/Characters: Mythbusters; Adam, Jamie
Wordcount: 26
"Trust me," Adam says as he ignores Jamie's looks and shoves more of the crispy and gooey snacks into a tube, "this is a good idea."
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Also written for this week:
Polaris for dictionary definitions: “to be unable to find or have at hand”
beneath the stains of time for misheard lyrics: “What have I become, my Swedish friend?” (Nine Inch Nails, Hurt)
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Challenge: 56 words
Prompter: mangacrack
Prompt: Supernatural, Sam/Gabriel, they're in a hostage situation together
Wordcount: 56
"This is not my idea of exciting!"
Sam struggled against the ropes binding him to Gabriel. He froze, however, when a woman in a form-fitting latex suit walked in. She slapped a cat-o'-nine-tails against her palm, the knots trailing over her fingers.
Gabriel glanced over at Sam's flushed face and grinned.
"Oh, I beg to differ."
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Challenge: 56 words
Prompter: mahmfic
Prompt: Torchwood, Gwen, busted
Wordcount: 56
She hates this part the most-they are criminals, yes, and she is doing her duty to protect the public, but in that single moment when she has their hands behind their backs-when she clicks the handcuffs into place, and they look up at her with pleading eyes, so utterly human-she gulps and falters.
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Challenge: Misheard lyrics
Prompter: mahmfic
Prompt: Any, Any, Take it to the fridge (Sexy Back by Justin Timberlake)
Fandom/Characters: Sherlock (BBC); Sherlock, John
Wordcount: 154
John blinks and opens and closes his mouth as he struggles to find words to describe what he's seeing on the kitchen table.
"What," he says finally, after a long pause, "is this?"
Sherlock looks over his shoulder and gives John an exasperated look.
"It's a foot, John, and I believe you have just put yours in your mouth."
John sputters.
"I know that, Sherlock, but what in the world is it doing on the table?"
Sherlock sighs and rolls his eyes as he tips his head back and melts into the couch. "I'm studying how the ankle weakens as the flesh decomposes. Vital information for our latest case; could be the key to a man's freedom."
"I was about to eat here!"
"Then clear the table off," Sherlock says as he closes his eyes. "Take it to the fridge. And while you're at it, grab me some of that leftover chicken-I'm starving."
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Challenge: Misheard lyrics
Prompter: nevcolleil
Prompt: Any, any, hot pocket rocket (Pop, Lock & Drop It) *facepalms*
Fandom/Characters: Mythbusters; Adam, Jamie
Wordcount: 26
"Trust me," Adam says as he ignores Jamie's looks and shoves more of the crispy and gooey snacks into a tube, "this is a good idea."
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Also written for this week:
Polaris for dictionary definitions: “to be unable to find or have at hand”
beneath the stains of time for misheard lyrics: “What have I become, my Swedish friend?” (Nine Inch Nails, Hurt)