Meme of death!
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munninHey F-list.
I’m trapped at home by a fierce heat wave and feeling listless. I need your help to get me writing so I’m calling out for prompts.
I’ve got a board of ideas but need your help. Pick a prompt and a fandom or pairing and I’ll do my best to write it for you. I’m open to everyone – Tribe, Speed, Bats X-fans and anyone else who might find this.
Please guys, help me get my head back in the game.
Munnin
#01 - Motion | #02 - Cool | #03 - Young | #04 - Last | Top Gear, for tommyboybbi |
DCU, Tim/Kon/Bart for kirax2 | #07 - One | #08 - Thousand | Underworld 3, Lucien/Raze for rekindle956 | #10 - Learn |
Speed Racer, Sparky/Speed, for oxymoronic | #12 - Wait | Doctor Who, Doctor & companion for mladshaya_voran | #14 - Command | DCU, Dick/Roy for byday_bynight |
Marvel, Frank/Matt for Ms_Duck | Speed Racer, Speed/X for oxymoronicOriginal, Dan's magic 8ball for mladshaya_voran | Torchwood, Jack/PC Andy for itsjustc | Speed Racer, Speed/X for princessezzy | Speed Racer, Speed for roadrunner74 |
Sanctuary, Henry/Ashley for tiwtin | Speed Racer, Speed/X for princessezzy | Speed Racer, Speed for roadrunner74 | Doctor Who, Ten/Jack/Master for itsjustc | The Tribe, Slade/Jack for itsjustc |
DCU, Tim/Bernard, for faile_neume | DCU, Tim/Kon for kirax2 | #28 - Fortune | Marvel, Frank/Matt for ms_duck | DCU, Jason/Tim, for shiny_glor_chan |
#31 - Book | Torchwood, Jack/Ianto, for oxymoronic | #33 - Never | #34 - Sing | DCU, Dick/Tim for byday_bynight |
DCU,Tim/Bernard, for faile_neume | #37 - Time | #38 - Wash | #39 - Torn | The Tribe, Luke for itsjustc |
The Tribe, Ram/Mega for itsjustcTaylor/Speed, Power for oxymoronic | Sherlock Holmes, Holmes/Watson, for bragi_gwydion | Original, after Gabriel for mladshaya_voran | DCU, Bruce/young Dick for byday_bynight | Sanctuary, Will/Henry for Tiwtin |
Speed Racer, Speed/??? for roadrunner74 | Speed Racer, Speed/Rex for princessezzy | DCU, Dick/Tim for byday_bynight | Marvel, Frank Castle/Matt Murdock for ms_duck | Torchwood, Jack/Adam for itsjustc |
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because i enjoy tormenting you!
Date: 2010-01-14 01:39 pm (UTC)#1 Motion – Ari in flight or Dan on motorcycle
#3 Young – Marius as a child / teenager
#10 Learn – Olivier learns to fly
#31 Book – Cal in the store
#34 Sing – Ari in Cadfael’s herb garden
#43 God – Munin after Gabriel
#47 Harm - Olivier – After his wife’s death
#17 Vision - Dan’s magic 8ball failing to stop marius from doing something stupid.
Re: because i enjoy tormenting you!
Date: 2010-01-14 01:41 pm (UTC)Re: because i enjoy tormenting you!
Date: 2010-01-15 06:26 am (UTC)Original, #43 God – after Gabriel for mladshaya_voran
Date: 2010-01-17 12:22 pm (UTC)She walked down the centre aisle of the cathedral, feeling the rehearsing choir’s chant wash over her. The slanting afternoon sunlight shone through the windows above the altar, lighting up the stained glass faces of the angels.
Michael - the avenger, Raphael – the keeper, Uriel – the watcher and Gabriel – the messenger.
Her Gabriel, her right hand, the man she had loved...
Loved and lost...
She stared up at the glass, fighting the tears that gathered in her eyes.
The priest looked up from his reading, noticing the young woman sitting silently among the pews. “Are you here for confession?”
The woman looked up at him, her face pained but resolute. “Thank you Father but no. This is not the house of my gods.”
“Then why seek solace here?” He asked mildly, trying to draw her in.
She stood, stealing one last look from the angel frozen in light and colour, remembering the face of the man she loved. “Because it was his.”
#17 Vision - Dan’s magic 8ball for mladshaya_voran
Date: 2010-01-18 12:41 pm (UTC)Dan stopped, her glass halfway to her mouth, staring off into space.
“Dan? Danni? You ok?” Benny asked, reaching to take the beer from his sister’s hand. Her entire posture was suddenly stiff and tight so he moved around the table, ready to catch her. These precognitive visions, her magic 8ball as she called it, had the nasty side effect of setting off her epilepsy sometimes. It’s been years now since she’d had a major seizure but he didn’t want risk it.
She blinked...her focus pulled back to the present. “No I’m good... I think...” She wobbled a bit, reaching for her phone.
“Everything ok?” He asked, kneeling beside her, a supporting arm wrapped around her shoulder.
“Yeah. Yeah.” She fumbled the keys, her fingers clumsy in the aftermath of the vision. “Just a minor 8ball moment.”
“Give me that.” He insisted gently, slipping the phone for her hand. “Who am I calling?”
“Cal.” She muttered, rubbing her eyes with the heel of her palms. “He’s out at a party. Just tell him... tell him to watch for...” She trailed off, taking a slug of her drink to steady her nerves.
Benny nodded as the other end picked up. “Cal hey, no it’s Ben.” “Yeah, she’s ok. She asked me to call you...oh...” He grinned, looking up at Dan. “Sorry mate. Good luck with that.” He closed her phone with a snap. “Too late kiddo.”
“Oh bugger.” Dan dropped her forehead to the slightly sticky tabletop groaning. “I know we’re a team and all, and the magic 8ball’s good for watching each other’s back but...” she sighed, turning to look at her brother. “I really wish my brain didn’t do back flips every time Marius tried to pick up the wrong girl.”
Original, #31 Book – Cal in the store for mladshaya_voran
Date: 2010-01-23 11:53 am (UTC)He closed his eyes, feeling the house and all those within. He reached through the stones and wood, through the pages of the books themselves.
Voran’s quiet breathing as she napped in the garden, the autumn sun warming her old bones,
Michael’s heavy tread as he walked the floor, taking his task of watchmen seriously.
Anne-Marie’s hands quick over the coffee machine, taking pride in her brew as students warmed their chilly fingers on her mugs.
He felt the building shudder faintly, his own skin blossoming with goose-bumps as it shifted and settled. The Guardians were back, returning to the sanctuary they too called home.
The Captain was tense, fighting to shed her anger like mud from her boots as if not wanting to soil the halls with her thoughts.
Marius was there too, his thoughts quick and light, eager to please, eager to learn. Cal could feel the blond’s footsteps draw closer and opened his eyes.
Marius stood, his head cocked as he watched Cal with open curiosity. “You can feel all of it?” The non sequitur strangely normal for them.
“Most of the time.” Cal replied, turning on the ladder as Marius leant in.
The tall blond ran his hands up the smooth wood of the rails, feeling the well worn polish beneath his palms. “Even this?”
Above him, Cal shuddered, his eyes half closed.