Slow, Sated, Harried Monday?
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I'm going to take this prompt from one of my favorite, yet lesser-known Tim McGraw songs:
Watch the wind blow by...
Are you inside on a cold, blustery day and watching the leaves swirl in the air? Is it a warm, summer day and the breeze is stirring your lover's hair? Or are you just a forgetful airhead like me and are sitting, liestning to the whistling between your ears? Hah!
Anything goes with these prompts so go forth and have fun with it!
I'm going to take this prompt from one of my favorite, yet lesser-known Tim McGraw songs:
Watch the wind blow by...
Are you inside on a cold, blustery day and watching the leaves swirl in the air? Is it a warm, summer day and the breeze is stirring your lover's hair? Or are you just a forgetful airhead like me and are sitting, liestning to the whistling between your ears? Hah!
Anything goes with these prompts so go forth and have fun with it!
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Date: 2021-01-26 11:16 pm (UTC)Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Hawaii Five-0 (2010) (https://archiveofourown.org/tags/Hawaii%20Five-0%20(2010))
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Noelani Cunha/Steve McGarrett
Characters: Noelani Cunha, Steve McGarrett, Eddie the Dog (Hawaii Five-0 2010)
Additional Tags: Romance, Het, Fluff, Community: 1-million-words
Summary:
Noelani waits for Steve to finish his swim. He makes it worth her while.
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Date: 2021-01-28 07:21 pm (UTC)And no worries at all - I got a comment during the week on a fic that I originally posted in 2002! The commenter was worried that it was weird to comment on such an old fic... I told them I had no problem with that, it was the fact that they said the fic was published *before they were born* that freaked me out!!!
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Date: 2021-01-28 07:25 pm (UTC)OH MY GOD. Hahaha. That would have freaked me out, too. I named one of my fics "Slow Down the Song" after a Selena Gomez song that I liked (and the lyrics fit with the plot). I'd put in the notes that this is what happens when you have a 14 year old in the house. One of the comments was, "Your daughter and I are the same age!" So, yeah.
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Date: 2021-02-06 01:36 am (UTC)Its a roleplay bit involving John Constantine, but there's no spoilers necessary.
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He liked that word, gloaming. It made him sound more sophisticated than he was, made him feel of a higher class upbringing then he had known or like he belonged to an older time, a time when things like spirits, demons and angels were more commonly believed in then they were these days.
Outside of Tigh Ard, there weren’t a lot of people in the world who saw and experienced the sorts of things that were normal in John’s world.
Maybe if there were, he wouldn’t be leaning on the doorframe of the millhouse, cigarette in hand, watching the passing of the gloaming hour as the cold winter wind blew through the boughs of the nearest trees and strained to find a way inside the structure.
That stupid black egglike thing in the middle of his room, big enough to hold a man but without any seams or hinges that he could find, was giving him a headache.
Gaz said it hummed. Said it pushed into his dreams enough to make him mad.
That was the lack of drugs, John snorted.
One thing about the epidemic, it had forced Gaz to stay inside and get clean…for however long it lasted.
Neither of them had a heart of gold. Neither had ever been the white-sheep of their families. But there was one thing John knew. Gaz would do almost anything for him…and John would do almost anything for Tamara. It was a dangerous position for him to be in, for that was usually when people got hurt. That was usually when John got hurt…or the one he cared about did. But so far, the family in Tigh Ard had refused his help…to find her, to find Carl, to find David. Granted, his efforts to find a successful location spell, pursued behind the family’s back, had thus far failed, but they didn’t know that. He felt disrespected, left out…frustrated and angry with his lack of success…and it was easier to latch on to the feelings of exclusion and rejection then it was to shoulder the burden of failure.
Maybe there was nothing to find. Maybe all three were dead. But if that were true, he should be able to summon their spirits and even that had failed.
Somehow, they were being hidden from him and John was beginning to take it personally.
Why me, he muttered to himself.
The cigarette burned out now, the sun having dragged the evening colors down as it sank below the treetops in the west, John picked up the empty bottle at his feet and retreated out of the cold. If he was lucky, the short break in the brisk night breeze had cleared his head enough to make his next castings more successful.
They couldn’t be dead. Without them, without at least one of them, what would happen to the great family at High House? What would happen to John? What would happen to every other clone in the territory’s most extensive, and powerful family?
Not worth thinking about. Rejection be damned. John was going to find an answer. They were his family now. He would kill to protect them…even if the one he had to kill was himself.
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