Icon Prompt Fest
Ganked from dmk0064:
Use one of your favorite icons, and post a ONE WORD prompt with it in the comments. I will then write you a ficlet to go with it.
The fandoms I will write for:
White Collar
Grimm
Star Trek AOS
Glee
Sherlock
Leverage
Your icon need not be fandom-specific, mind you. If you want to post a picture of a despairing panda, go for it.
Aaaaaand... GO!
Use one of your favorite icons, and post a ONE WORD prompt with it in the comments. I will then write you a ficlet to go with it.
The fandoms I will write for:
White Collar
Grimm
Star Trek AOS
Glee
Sherlock
Leverage
Your icon need not be fandom-specific, mind you. If you want to post a picture of a despairing panda, go for it.
Aaaaaand... GO!
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Neal clenched his jaw as the priest droned on, trying to keep his grief in check.
Ellen!
He put his head back and stared at the sun to stop the tears from coming, clenching his hands around the bunch of flowers he held. He felt the paper wrapping crinkle in his hands, and glanced down at them as if he’d forgotten about them.
Peonies - Ellen’s favorite. Their light fragrance wafted up to his face and he closed his eyes, remembering.
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It was the week before his 18th birthday, and she’d had to tell him about his history, about his father the murderer, the betrayer of everything, the dirty cop. She’d been puttering in her garden when he’d come to her, fertilizing the peonies, whose season was so very short, when she told him - quietly, so very quietly - that his entire world had been built on a foundation of shifting sand, of lies and half-truths, and he wasn’t who he thought he was. His name, his personality, none of it was his. He’d raged at her, even lashed out at her, and she’d let him, ( ... )
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I really liked how this came out - I may have to post it properly.
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(yes, that's my prompt...Neal!Muse made me write it!)
Awesome idea, btw. Must post this in my own journal once I'm on my laptop and not just my phone!
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“Pass me a teabag, will you, Peter?”
Peter paused in pouring out the coffee, closed his eyes and let the voice of his lover warm him, make the hairs on the back of his neck prickle with expectation. Neal's voice was low and throaty - a bit raw since having Peter’s cock down his throat the night before.
Neal cleared his throat and leaned a hip against the counter.
“Throat bothering you?” Peter asked lightly, concern furrowing his brow.
“I had something stuck in it, but it… it’s getting better.” He smiled. “Tea helps. It’s good to keep everything... lubricated.”
Peter colored slightly and handed Neal the teabag. He slanted his eyes sideways at him, glimpsed the still-evident razor burn around Neal's lips and colored more. Oh, how he’d abused that mouth. Oh, how he’d like to again as soon as possible. “I guess you wouldn’t want things to get…” he was at a loss for words; he generally was in these situations, but this was just sad, “dry ( ... )
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DAYUM I enjoyed that.
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Neal fingered the buttons on his vest ruefully. The days he’d be able to continue wearing them were very numbered. He glanced up at the large picture window in front of him, looking at his reflection. A lot more things were about to change than the clothes he’d be wearing.
“Penny for your thoughts,” Peter said, sidling up next to him.
“My thoughts are going for considerably more these days,” Neal quipped.
“I’ll bet. They’re almost ready for us on set. You sure you want to go public with this now? You’ll be opening yourself up to a lot of attention, and you might not want it.”
“It’ll be more than just me - you sure you’re ready, Dr. Burke ( ... )
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<---- Look at those sexy bastards. If someone else does this meme, I'm freaking using them.
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Prompt: Neal.
:D
and/or: my icon
Prompt: follows
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Happy Panda Family Fun Time
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