Tuesday: Silence

[nessismore]

 Hello again! Today's theme is silence. Character introspectives, breaking silence, or no dialogue at all...however you want to interpret it!

Don't forget the rules!

• Please don’t prompt more than 5 prompts in a row or over 3 prompts per fandom in a row.
• Once someone has answered your prompt, you may prompt again.
• Don't include spoilers in your prompt

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[zekkass]

Supernatural, Lucifer/any, watch your tone (or I'll watch it for you)

vacation in stockholm [1]

[ravenspear]

On the first day in the house, Dean screams and curses and takes an iron poker to Lucifer's face.

Lucifer just smiles as he catches Dean's wrist in a cold hand, and says softly "Mind your tone, Dean. Or I'll have to mind it for you."

Dean's never been good at minding his tone. Especially not around angels or monsters or authority figures, and the way things are looking, Lucifer is currently all three. "Fuck you, dickbag."

Lucifer's smile doesn't waver as he snaps Dean's wrist. "If you don't have anything nice to say, then it's better if you say nothing at all," he chides, voice warm and fond as he flexes his fingers, the broken bones in Dean's wrist grinding against each other, making Dean gasp and shake and very nearly sob.

---By the fourth week, Dean's learned to keep his mouth shut

vacation in stockholm [2]

[ravenspear]

Lucifer obviously doesn't believe in healing pneumonia the angel way, and instead insists on playing nursemaid as Dean lies bedridden and burning up with fever.

Dean's currently sitting up against the headboard, being fed like a fucking child, and he resents the fuck out of the whole thing.

"There we go, drink up," Lucifer soothes as he holds the bowl of chicken broth up to Dean's lips. "You need your fluids."

Dean dutifully drinks, and once he's done he flips down to lie awkwardly turned away from Lucifer and his smug fucking smiles and his stupid home remedies and the entire fucking domestic nightmare he's built specially just for Dean.

"That can't be comfortable, lying like that," Lucifer points out, and then his hands are on him, pulling and rearranging until Dean is lying comfortably, and Dean blames the fever for how he just wants to fucking cry.

"There, isn't that better?" Lucifer asks, running a blissfully cold hand through Dean's sweat-slick hair, and fuck, that's the best thing Dean's ever felt, and he can't help the

Re: vacation in stockholm [2]

[zekkass]

Brrr. V.v. nice. V.v. creepy. Excellent, as usual.

[oteap]

Any, Any, Just shut up already!

Fill - Harry Potter, Ron/Hermione

[lizzledpink]

A/N: Written on my iPod, please pardon any mistakes. :)

"Harry said we should stay here, but I'm beginning to think we should move. Ron, I don't mean move a whole forest away, but maybe a spot nearer the river. I think Harry-"

"Just - shut up already, Hermione!"

She stared at him, mouth wide open in shock.

"I don't care," Ron growled. "I don't care what Harry says or what you think about Harry, Harry, always Harry! Can't you just talk about something or at least somebody else for one conversation? You're smart; I'm sure you can find something else to talk about for a change."

Hermione's eyes narrowed. "Fine then, Ron," she said, a hint of ice creeping into her tone. "What would you have me talk about? How I hate camping and hiding like scared little mice from the shadows? How everybody is dying or being prosecuted simply because they were born to the wrong parents? I could tell you about my memories. I could talk about how I was forced to Obliviate my own parents so I could go about with you and Harry and save us all. Yes, I

[natural_blue_26]

Animorphs, Rachel, he never hears her laugh anymore

[natural_blue_26]

Animorphs, any, there is no noise in the coldness of outerspace

[natural_blue_26]

Animorphs, Jake, the stone of the memorial is cold and silent, nothing like the girl whose name is branded upon it