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Sentence Fic Meme

Stolen from icarus_chained

1) Give me a fandom plus character(s)/pairing, and FIVE one-word prompts
2) I'll see if I can write you five one-sentence ficlets based on them

Spread the meme if it works for you:)

 So, in order of word prompt. I apologize for mangling characters in these, since I’ve never written SPN before. I am also incapable of writing only one sentence apparently:P


Dean sits with his back to the fire, holding his hand out to Sam, who lies on his stomach, kicking his chubby legs. Dean winces as Sam latches onto his little finger and squeezes. John puts the bowie knife he is honing on the bookshelf behind him and lays down on the carpet with his boys.


It laughs as he carves lines into its arms, over its chest and face. John picks up the syringe full of holy water and salt. It stops laughing, and then screams – John loses track of time. He stops just before the demon loses its voice, blood trickling out of its mouth and eyes. It shakes – broken and weeping. John listens to every precious word the thing gives him.


Five Days.

Food for Dean and Sam, driving, cracked motel ceiling, Dean crying, rain, food for…

“John! Leave the boys here. Go get your head together. When the hell did you last eat?”

John stares at Bobby. The paint is peeling around the door frame. Bobby grabs his arm. John snaps his fist into Bobby’s face. John’s vision narrows to a tiny grey spot.

“Get in the house you bloody idjit.” Bobby ignores the blood pouring from his nose and grabs John’s arm.  John stumbles over the threshold into the house. Dean looks up at him, Sam in his arms. Dean’s eyes… John starts to shiver.


 “Are you sure you won’t change your mind, John? I can persuade you – I’m very good with people.” Meg smiles and dips her finger in the whip cream topping her hot chocolate.

“There is nothing you could do to change my mind. Now get the hell out of here, you’re ruining my appetite.” John reaches into his jacket.

“Now, none of that. This is such a charming little diner full of so many fragile people. I wouldn’t want them to get caught in our little discussion.” Meg slowly licks the cream from her finger.

John leans over the table toward Meg. “This isn’t a discussion. We will have one, and it will begin with me flaying you. Then, I will ask you questions. And you will beg me to let you speak.”

Meg clenches her hands on the edge of the table.  “You say the sweetest things honey. Remember, I gave you a choice.” Meg gets up quickly and doesn’t look back.


It will hurt later, Gemma figures. It always does. She has found a way to block him out once he gets started. Sticks and stones are simpler. Once broken bones heal it’s over. But his voice, whispers...she hears it all the time, crawling in every corner of her brain, sleeping or awake.  Gemma pulls at a loose thread on the lining of her jean jacket.

“I can make it stop Gemma. Don’t you want to be the one in control? I know how to use words, more than words, to make anyone listen to you. It could be quiet again.”

Gemma stares up at the woman with the dark hair and black eyes. She should be afraid, but she is so far past that now.

“Does this offer come with strings?” She asks, glaring at the woman who sits next to her on the bus stop bench. She looks out at the street.

“Just one, but it’s nothing you need. You can always say no.”

Gemma jerks her head to the side. No one ever offers her a choice. She thinks it has to be better than here, better than that house.

“Can I be someone else?” Gemma stares at her.

“Anything you want.” Her black eyes glimmer red briefly.

 "Deal.” She has always wanted a plain name, one they will underestimate.

Meg smiles when the black-eyed woman leans in for a kiss.   


( 6 comments — Leave a comment )
Dec. 12th, 2012 04:04 am (UTC)
Supernatural: John & Meg (season 1)

smile, speak, scream, stare, satisfy
Dec. 13th, 2012 09:57 pm (UTC)
Sorry it took so long to respond, but SPN fic is something...difficult. I have never tried it before.

Entry is updated with dubious fic. Thanks for responding:)
Dec. 14th, 2012 02:41 am (UTC)
just holy crow and wow.
you need to write SPN more, because wow :)
and take as long as you ever want, because wow :D

thank-you for writing!! seeing these was exactly, exactly what I needed today :D *huge huge hugs*
Dec. 14th, 2012 03:07 am (UTC)
I do? Really? Um, you're welcome? And thank you! *shuffles*

I was worried, since they ended up being extremely dark, but I am glad it helped you through:)

*huge hugs back*

Edited at 2012-12-14 03:07 am (UTC)
Dec. 14th, 2012 05:08 am (UTC)
Oh coool! And yes you can definitely write SPN. John and Meg would be hard not to get a bit dark with, considering.
Dec. 14th, 2012 05:32 am (UTC)
Other than the first, yes everything went black because it needed to be that way. Thank you, that means so much coming from you. *blushing*
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