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More drabbles, and more fandoms this time:
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misspamela wanted Supernatural! Something about Bobby!
The Third Sunday in June
Bobby figured he'd buried his chance of having kids when he buried his wife. He hadn't minded much, and liked being Uncle Bobby to another hunter's boys.
But now John was gone, and Sam and Dean pestered him for help more often than his junkyard dog asked to be fed. Bobby grumbled, but never thought of saying no, because those boys were his family; he was just never sure the boys understood it, till the time he got an aimless phone call on a summer Sunday afternoon. Just because, Sam said, like he didn't know a damn thing about lying.
mclachlan asked for Torchwood, Jack/Ianto - Jack discovers Ianto is a timelord.
Nobody Dies at This Time
Jack watched them. There was nothing to do--going out of the Hub for a doctor would unleash the worst plague of the fourth millennium on defenseless Cardiff.
Now that they were all unconscious, Jack allowed himself some favoritism, staying at Ianto's side, watching his skin fade to gray as his rattling breaths slowed. When a golden aura appeared around his face, Jack thought he was infected after all, hallucinating.
Within seconds he recognized a regeneration. At the end of the light show, Ianto blinked new green eyes, looked around, and said, "Jack, help me up, I can fix this."
iuliamentis requested Doctor Who! DoctorDonnafriends!
Just the Claps
"Slide down the drain-pipe, onto the kitchen floor, and we'll be, friends forevermore!" The Doctor's ended on a shout while Donna trailed into laughter, but the rhythm of their hands clapping together didn't falter.
"No one's supposed to be able to learn those past the age of six," Donna pointed out.
"I’m a prodigy," the Doctor assured her, rubbing his hands together as though his palms were still stinging.
"Teach me one of yours, then," Donna said.
The Doctor hesitated, so long she thought he was going to refuse or change the subject, but finally he said, "Ours were... complicated."
strangecobwebs wanted the bandom/Criminal Minds crossover of my heart: Spencer/Spencer! Smith trying to explain...something...to Reid!
Hard to Explain
"Listen to me, Smith, these people know things about you, your family--they know the names of your dogs--they collect hundreds, thousands of pictures of you, and they make up these detailed sexual fantasies about you and share them with each other. These are all precursors to--"
Spencer hesitated. "Smith? Are you laughing? I'm serious, this could be really dangerous, I'm worried about--"
Spencer frowned. "No, seriously, stop laughing."
The frown shifted into concern. "Are you okay? Smith, can you breathe?"
Spencer finally looked up, his expression clearing. "Garcia? Smith says you can explain this website to me."
misspamela wanted Supernatural! Something about Bobby!The Third Sunday in June
Bobby figured he'd buried his chance of having kids when he buried his wife. He hadn't minded much, and liked being Uncle Bobby to another hunter's boys.
But now John was gone, and Sam and Dean pestered him for help more often than his junkyard dog asked to be fed. Bobby grumbled, but never thought of saying no, because those boys were his family; he was just never sure the boys understood it, till the time he got an aimless phone call on a summer Sunday afternoon. Just because, Sam said, like he didn't know a damn thing about lying.
mclachlan asked for Torchwood, Jack/Ianto - Jack discovers Ianto is a timelord.Nobody Dies at This Time
Jack watched them. There was nothing to do--going out of the Hub for a doctor would unleash the worst plague of the fourth millennium on defenseless Cardiff.
Now that they were all unconscious, Jack allowed himself some favoritism, staying at Ianto's side, watching his skin fade to gray as his rattling breaths slowed. When a golden aura appeared around his face, Jack thought he was infected after all, hallucinating.
Within seconds he recognized a regeneration. At the end of the light show, Ianto blinked new green eyes, looked around, and said, "Jack, help me up, I can fix this."
iuliamentis requested Doctor Who! DoctorDonnafriends!Just the Claps
"Slide down the drain-pipe, onto the kitchen floor, and we'll be, friends forevermore!" The Doctor's ended on a shout while Donna trailed into laughter, but the rhythm of their hands clapping together didn't falter.
"No one's supposed to be able to learn those past the age of six," Donna pointed out.
"I’m a prodigy," the Doctor assured her, rubbing his hands together as though his palms were still stinging.
"Teach me one of yours, then," Donna said.
The Doctor hesitated, so long she thought he was going to refuse or change the subject, but finally he said, "Ours were... complicated."
strangecobwebs wanted the bandom/Criminal Minds crossover of my heart: Spencer/Spencer! Smith trying to explain...something...to Reid!Hard to Explain
"Listen to me, Smith, these people know things about you, your family--they know the names of your dogs--they collect hundreds, thousands of pictures of you, and they make up these detailed sexual fantasies about you and share them with each other. These are all precursors to--"
Spencer hesitated. "Smith? Are you laughing? I'm serious, this could be really dangerous, I'm worried about--"
Spencer frowned. "No, seriously, stop laughing."
The frown shifted into concern. "Are you okay? Smith, can you breathe?"
Spencer finally looked up, his expression clearing. "Garcia? Smith says you can explain this website to me."