prompts? anyone?
I'm bored, but have a short attention span. I don't have the WILLPOWER to write an entire fic.
So, anyone wanna throw prompts/words/sentence fragments at me?
About... god, anything. NCIS, Leverage, Psych, Merlin, House, Supernatural, Bones, Criminal Minds, Eureka, Kings, Grey's Anatomy, Without a Trace, Kingdom Hearts, Final Fantasy, ANYTHING.
So, anyone wanna throw prompts/words/sentence fragments at me?
About... god, anything. NCIS, Leverage, Psych, Merlin, House, Supernatural, Bones, Criminal Minds, Eureka, Kings, Grey's Anatomy, Without a Trace, Kingdom Hearts, Final Fantasy, ANYTHING.
Merlin: writes a soppy love letter to Arthur and leaves it lying around, so obviously someone delivers it.
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"You utter and complete moron."
Merlin rolled over, arms hanging off the small cot. His faced was smashed against the thin pillow and there was a small pool of drool on the fabric.
Arthur kicked the bed.
Merlin waved a limp arm at him.
"You will get up, and you will listen to me," said Arthur, voice soft in volume but still as commanding and arrogant as if he was yelling.
Merlin snorted into his pillow and then rolled over, not bothering to sit up. Arthur was towering over his bed, holding a candle and wearing the same rumpled clothing he was wearing that day.
"It's the middle of the night, what do you want? I get enough of you in the day," Merlin covered his eyes with his arm shielding against the vicious, evil light.
"Apparently not." Merlin could hear the goofy, ridiculous, dangerous grin in Arthur's voice and the rustling of parchment ( ... )
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Morgana smiled at Gwen when the maid entered her chambers carrying a bouquet of pale cream flowers. "How did it go?"
Gwen averted her eyes, unable to stop herself from flushing. "I don't know yet, I didn't see Merlin on my way in," she said, trying to sound light and calm as she busied herself with putting the flowers in a vase. She barely caught herself before she frowned, but the gentle hand laid on her arm let her know that Morgana had seen it.
She turned. "What if it wrecks everything? I mean, they were getting along and everything, you don't think it's too much-" Morgana put her other hand on her cheek, barely brushing the skin. Gwen stilled.
"Don't worry. This will only help them." Morgana removed her hands and stood behind the dressing screen. "Besides, if Merlin hadn't wanted anything to happen, he wouldn't have written it in the first place. Hand me the purple shift, please. I want to look stunning when they come to tell me that I was right."
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I was imagining sneaky!Gaius but this is 100x better.
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...Yes, I really did write it.
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*dictatorial pose*
(pleeeeeaaaaase?)
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I'm not actually going to give you this letter, but Ellen down in the kitchens told me that writing fake letters helps when someone needs to get something off of their chest. Not that I need to. It's really not a big deal, but Gwen's been giving me these weird looks lately, and then she gave me some parchment and Gauis lent me a quill and ink and if they all think that I should do this, then I suppose I should. Especially before Morgana physically torments me into writing the letter, because I figure if both Gwen andGauis are conspiring, she's probably part of it too. I know you love her, but she frightens me some ( ... )
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Joy, I tell you.
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<3
*ahem*
I have dignity left, I swear. But this is adorable.
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I was a bit worried. :D (Psh, dignity. Nobody liked it anyway. :P)
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