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snowdarkred) wrote2010-12-23 11:05 am
snowdarkred) wrote2010-12-23 11:05 am
Entry tags:
- bau: criminally minding your ass,
- being ridiculous is my pastime,
- call to arms,
- challenges to duels and such,
- covertly checking your affairs,
- cracking out my tag list,
- crossover to the middle ground,
- death note will kill you dead,
- doomed: we all are,
- dream a little dream for me darling,
- duo maxwell is a sexy beast,
- fanfiction,
- gen means no sex or hookers (mostly),
- glee is gleeful,
- gundam wing blows your ass up,
- inception of the mind,
- it was a robot head,
- it's all about me,
- john watson is painfully adorable,
- just the fics ma'am,
- leverage your way up,
- lie to me gently,
- livejournal is a way of unlife,
- marvel at this,
- memes that eat your brain,
- merlin of questionable worth,
- my rainbow waves make you gay,
- naruto is badass despite himself,
- ncis is not like csi,
- ncis:la really is not like csi,
- numb3rs in numb3rsville,
- pinto like a damn fool,
- rps sounds like pms only gayer,
- sherlock the sociopath,
- star trek xi of the shiny,
- supernatural is a big gay soap opera,
- the captain and the doctor,
- the losers are winners,
- the mossad agent & the geek,
- the naughty girl and the demon boy,
- the sam'n'dean show,
- the spy and the agent,
- thinking thinky thoughts thinkingly,
- what the actual fuck
Multifandom prompt meme! :D
Leave me a prompt (for a fandom/show/book/whatever that I am actually familiar with) and I'll write a drabble! And if anyone wants to get in on the action too, well, the more the merrier!
Any pairing or non-pairing is fine; just be sensible about what I could write. We all know I'm wonderful, but I'm not that wonderful. ;)
Suggested fandoms:
Inception
Star Trek XI
Glee
NCIS
NCIS:LA
Harry Potter
Leverage
White Collar
Sherlock BBC
Sherlock 2009
Tamora Pierce books (any)
Avengers/Iron Man/Captain America
The Losers
Supernatural
Criminal Minds
Robin McKinley books (any)
Heroes
Merlin
Gundam Wing
Law&Order: SVU
Numb3rs
Limited RPF for STXI and SPN
Covert Affairs
His Dark Materials
Brick
(500) Days of Summer
etc.
Go crazy! I'll try to do my best! :D
ETA: Also, feel free to pimp this wherever. :D
Filled:
Untitled, Avengers/Losers xover, gen
'Twas the Season, Protector of the Small, Kel/Dom
Mistletoe, Sherlock BBC, Sherlock/John
Lucky, SPN/STXI RPF, Pinto
Untitled Glee/SPN preview/snippet, gen
The Lowering Of; Provost's Dogs, Beka/Rosto
Soup, The Losers, Cougar/Jensen
A Father's Journal, Glee/SPN, slight hints of Puck/Kurt
Untitled, The Losers, celebrating the DADT repeal, J/C
Ready, Aim, Fire; The Losers, girl!C/J
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Glee/SPN: A Father's Journal [1/3]
i. Discovering
Puck didn't really know what he was expecting when he went through his dad's old stuff. His mom had packed all of it away in boxes after that fateful Last Time, when he left and never came back. Puck had never quite worked up enough resolve to even go up the ladder to the attic, where everything was stashed. His mom was still refusing to talk about it, but she grieved with the resigned air of someone who had gotten exactly what they expected. His little sister hadn't even been born yet. Sometimes Puck wondered if he was the only one in the family who wondered what life would have been like if Puckerman Senior had stuck around.
The first box was easy, at first. He attacked it with his switch blade, slicing through the masking tape that held the flaps down. Inside was...clothes. His dad's clothes. Okay. Puck wavered for a moment, unsure of what to do next. He'd done it. He was staring at something that had belonged to his father, a man he barely remembered except for the smell of beer and gunpowder. He reached in and rubbed the back of his hand along the faded plaid.
He pulled out one shirt, and then another. He held them up each of them to his chest, comparing the size. (He was grateful that no one was around to see this because it probably counted as creepy. Whatever. He was badass enough to have moments. Kur—Hummel had them all the time and he was a stone-cold bitch.) When he got to the bottom, his hand ran into something that was definitely not a shirt.
A...diary? No, his dad may have been a deadbeat, but he was still kinda badass. Maybe? A journal. That was manly, right? All those explorer dudes way back had had journals. Not diaries. His little sister had a diary, not that he'd read it or anything.
A leather-bound journal stuffed at the bottom of a box full of his dad's old shirts.
This could be interesting.
Glee/SPN: A Father's Journal [2/3]
He sneaked out again that night, the journal tucked under his arm alongside a flashlight. It was still warm, so he found a field behind one of his neighbor's houses and laid down in the middle of it. He could see the stars, and they were kinda pretty and shit, not that he cared. Totally uncool. Except they were, really. Astronomy had been the only thing besides glee and football he'd actually attended all the way through. He didn't give a damn about the actual science crap. They were just nice to look at.
He read it all in one sitting, but he didn't really understand it, and it wasn't just because of all the random Latin stuff either. It was full of talk about demons and vampires and werewolves and shit. And a whole bunch of other stuff that Puck had to look up on his phone, because dude, what the hell was a tulpa?
His father, apparently, wasn't just a deadbeat. He was also crazy. Like, bucketloads of crazy.
Great.
Why the fuck hadn't his mom mentioned this? Because this? Was important. Puckzilla was awesome, but he also needed to know if he was about to go psycho due to, like, genetics or whatever. His father hadn't driven off into the sunset; he'd leaped right off a fucking cliff while riding the crazymobile.
And yet, when he came across what his dad's handwriting said was an exorcism in Hebrew, Puck memorized.
He couldn't bring himself to keep any of the shirts, and would have to hide this journal away somewhere where his sister wouldn't find it (because she didn't need to accidentally find shit like this before she was old enough to know what schizophrenic was), but he could keep this.
It was kind of all he had.
Glee/SPN: A Father's Journal [3/3]
He tried not think about all that much; he had enough shit going on right now without adding deadbeat-and-crazy daddy issues on top of it all. Except the universe has already proven that Puck has really bad luck, so of course it has to strike again. Of course.
Kurt was pinned to the wall. Kurt was pinned to the wall by their guidance counselor, who also had ink-black eyes and a creepy as all fuck smirk. His feet weren't on the floor. She was only using one hand.
There was just so much wrong in this scene.
Everyone was screaming, but Puck couldn't really hear them over the roaring in his own ears. Kurt was crying out in pain; he was hurting. Ms. Pillsbury was hurting him, but some weird impulse thing told him that while it may look like their OCD guidance counselor, it wasn't actually her. The maniacal laughing, the shrill and biting taunts, the impossible strength – Puck's mind flashed right back to that night under the stars with his dad's journal.
He didn't even know he was shouting something until Ms. Pillsbury – but she wasn't Ms. Pillsbury; she was a demon – flinched away. Kurt hit the floor in a painful heap, and he stayed their, half curled up like a little kid on a stormy night. And it...pissed Puck off. Because Kurt was hurt. Because this thing had come into their school and possessed their guidance counselor, who was a nice lady, and then hurt Kurt.
The demon stepped towards Puck, growling something about squashing him like it had his father, but Puck didn't stop repeating the Hebrew exorcism. Didn't stop and didn't stop and didn't stop, until Ms. Pillsbury's head snapped back and black smoke tore out of her mouth. She fell to the floor, and the thump was loud in the abrupt silence.
Puck checked her pulse on his way towards Kurt. She was breathing, and thank God, so was Kurt.
They were alright. Alright-ish.
Puck had saved the goddamn day.
iv. Reckoning
After Puck had made sure that Kurt got home okay, he headed straight home. His mom was waiting for him, two cups of coffee laid out in front of her. His dad's journal was by her elbow, along with a gun and some bullets that looked like read silver.
"So," she said. "What do you want to know?"
Re: Glee/SPN: A Father's Journal [3/3]
Re: Glee/SPN: A Father's Journal [3/3]