YES I KNEW IT WOULD BE YOU TO FILL ANY OF THESE PROMPTS! I specifically thought of you too! This is so perfect and makes me want to cry, I just...aggghhh, I love you, I love them, I'm going to go cry under my bed now.
Ahahaha Yay!!!!! I didn't even see who had prompted for them, but I was scrolling through the masterlist and audibly squeed in my boyfriend's ear. So freaking cool that you actually were thinking of me to fill it too!!! Thank you so much for prompting them sweetie!! And all the love right back at you!!!! *huggles*
The Pact, Teen Wolf, Sheriff Stilinski/Talia Hale, memory, wolfladyoneillFebruary 2 2014, 21:23:24 UTC
Warning: Canon death
With half an ear John listens to the fire chief tell him that they found her curled protectively over two of the youngest children, but his attention, his eyes are on her burned corpse. As the firefighters put her on her side on a tarp, he can see her back is burned black to the bone, her hair is gone, there is nothing of beauty there anymore.
Sickened, saddened, he turns away, says something to the effect of going to the station, asking for the report to be forwarded to him, knowing he has to find the two teenagers who weren't in the conflagration, but all that is subsumed to his memories.
A centuries old pact, she told him, between the town and the pack, consummated every year between the human law and the Alpha. The new Sheriff, still reeling from news that werewolves were real, still tortured by the death of his wife the Spring before, found himself in the forest on the night of the Winter Solstice, shivering at the cold as he methodically stripped off his uniform
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Scavenger Hunt; Brooklyn Nine-Nine; Amy Santiago/Rosa Diaz, motorcycle, shots, front clasp bra, kisstrillianastraFebruary 2 2014, 22:28:11 UTC
Amy came back to her desk to see a cardboard box sitting just in front of her computer, with a card tucked just under the ribbon. She quickly looked around, wondering if this was some kind of prank, but everyone else appeared to be quietly working - or at least, drinking coffee and staring at paperwork. The box seemed harmless enough, so she opened the card. ‘Put this on. Come to Casanova,’ it read.
She lifted the lid of the box and gasped softly. Inside, resting on a bed of tissue paper, was a lacy red bra, the kind with the clasp at the front. She shut the box quickly, and looked around again. No-one appeared to be paying any attention to her at all… then she noticed that one person wasn’t there at all, and smiled. With one final look around the bullpen, she clasped the box to her and hurried to the ladies’ room.
The card directed her to Casanova, which was a bar that she and Rosa went to sometimes, specifically because it wasn’t frequented by any other detectives. She straightened her blouse, pushed her hair back, and hurried out
( ... )
Re: Scavenger Hunt; Brooklyn Nine-Nine; Amy Santiago/Rosa Diaz, motorcycle, shots, front clasp bra, esoraxelaFebruary 2 2014, 23:00:33 UTC
I love it! Rosa being nonchalant that she put so much effort into a game, Amy downing the shots for her nerves and temper, Rosa growling, Amy pushing...it's all wonderful!
The Devil in the Details, The Vampire Diaries (TV), Anna/Katherine Pierce, games, historyishi_chanFebruary 2 2014, 22:53:49 UTC
Anna's most vivid memory of Katherine Pierce happened before they ever went to Mystic Falls, when she and her mother where simply happy and enjoying their company
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Re: The Devil in the Details, The Vampire Diaries (TV), Anna/Katherine Pierce, games, historyscorpiod1February 4 2014, 07:34:42 UTC
That was gorgeous and so seductively sexy and hot. I love how Katherine just sort of subtly toys with Anna and creeps under her skin, so her actions could be read as intentional or unintentional.
In high spirits, as she usually was, Katherine had framed Anna's cheeks with her hands. "What a pretty face your daughter has, Pearl." She had laughed then and twirled with her through the gardens.
gah, this line. It just kind of gets to me, because I know what Katherine's intentions must be. Excellent work.
Me Of Thee Defeated, Hamlet - William Shakespeare, Horatio/trans!Hamlet, university, LatinsamgrassFebruary 3 2014, 01:25:01 UTC
What will he be to the prince when his prince is a king? He'll never be broad and grizzled like his father, the fawn-smoothness of his cheek displays that much. Will he put aside philosophy, leave the lecture-hall and the stage and put on armor again? The prince moves against him urgently and Horatio's head is swimming with a million desires.
They've hurried in and shed their robes in an inky heap and now Hamlet is the only dark blot in his vision, looking both exhausted and pleased with himself. Horatio practically collapses on him with kisses, his hands are itching to do some sort of work -- inflamed by hours of Hamlet's sideways glances, his calm disputations even as their hands brush one another's behind the folds of their cloaks
( ... )
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With half an ear John listens to the fire chief tell him that they found her curled protectively over two of the youngest children, but his attention, his eyes are on her burned corpse. As the firefighters put her on her side on a tarp, he can see her back is burned black to the bone, her hair is gone, there is nothing of beauty there anymore.
Sickened, saddened, he turns away, says something to the effect of going to the station, asking for the report to be forwarded to him, knowing he has to find the two teenagers who weren't in the conflagration, but all that is subsumed to his memories.
A centuries old pact, she told him, between the town and the pack, consummated every year between the human law and the Alpha. The new Sheriff, still reeling from news that werewolves were real, still tortured by the death of his wife the Spring before, found himself in the forest on the night of the Winter Solstice, shivering at the cold as he methodically stripped off his uniform ( ... )
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She lifted the lid of the box and gasped softly. Inside, resting on a bed of tissue paper, was a lacy red bra, the kind with the clasp at the front. She shut the box quickly, and looked around again. No-one appeared to be paying any attention to her at all… then she noticed that one person wasn’t there at all, and smiled. With one final look around the bullpen, she clasped the box to her and hurried to the ladies’ room.
The card directed her to Casanova, which was a bar that she and Rosa went to sometimes, specifically because it wasn’t frequented by any other detectives. She straightened her blouse, pushed her hair back, and hurried out ( ... )
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i mean not for me specifically but you know
Ugh, this is hot too.
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In high spirits, as she usually was, Katherine had framed Anna's cheeks with her hands. "What a pretty face your daughter has, Pearl." She had laughed then and twirled with her through the gardens.
gah, this line. It just kind of gets to me, because I know what Katherine's intentions must be. Excellent work.
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They've hurried in and shed their robes in an inky heap and now Hamlet is the only dark blot in his vision, looking both exhausted and pleased with himself. Horatio practically collapses on him with kisses, his hands are itching to do some sort of work -- inflamed by hours of Hamlet's sideways glances, his calm disputations even as their hands brush one another's behind the folds of their cloaks ( ... )
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