Also I was just really, really bored.
1. Write down the names of 10 characters.
2. Write a fic of fifteen words or less for every prompt, using the characters determined by the numbers. Do NOT read the prompts before you do step 1.
1. Tony Stark
2. Sherlock Holmesbatch
3. Sam Winchester
4. Abed
5. Troy
6. Steve Rogers
7. John Watsonman
8. Sherlock Holmey Jr.
9. Barney Stinson
10. Castiel
First Time, 4 and 6 (Abed and Steve Rogers)
“Cool,” he says at the sight of Steve’s shield. “Cool, cool, cool.”
Steve’s always been a sucker for enthusiasm
Angst, 7 (John Watsonman)
Nobody ever questions his right to carry the gun. One day he’ll give them a reason to.
AU, 1 and 8 (Tony Stark and Sherlock Holmey Jr. Awwww yis)
“You’re a bad engineer,” says Tony
“Your deductions are flawed,” says Holmes.
They look at each other.
Threesome, 3, 6, and 9 (Sam, Steve and Barney Stinson.)
“The costume will do,” Barney allows, “but I’m not touching Mr Dimples here till he suits up.”
Hurt/Comfort, 5 and 10 (Troy and Castiel)
“I’m sorry. I wasn’t expecting you to be able to hear my true voice.”
“I’m sorry. I wasn’t expecting you to be able to... hear my fist... in your face.”
Jeff glared at them until they hugged. It wasn’t the weirdest study group mediation session ever.
Crack, 1 (Tony Stark)
One day Tony Stark turned into a kitten. Nobody noticed a difference. The end.
Horror, 10 (Castiel)
They say He is just. They say He is kind.
They cower at the sound of wings.
Baby Fic, 5 and 9 (Troy and Barney)
“Why won’t it stop crying?” Troy wails. “What does it want?”
Barney thinks hard.
“A... suit?”
Dark, 2 and 8 (Sherlock Holmesbatch and Sherlock Holmey Jr., I swear on all my RDJ DVDs this was not deliberate)
Once one has eliminated the possibilities, one must eliminate the problem. Sharp intellect, sharper knife.
Romance, 4 and 7 (Abed and John Watsonman)
“You remind me of the guy I met at the top of this page.”
“What?”
“I guess I have a type now. Character consistency. Cool, cool.”
Death Fic, 2 and 3 (Sherlock Holmesbatch and Sam Winchester)
“Early thirties. Itinerant lifestyle, poor diet, poor in general. Scars, didn’t care for himself. Probable drug habit. Possible criminal. Utterly boring.”
The world burns before Sherlock can learn how right, and wrong, he was.