srs2013 | Bonus Round 2

Bonus Round 2

Bonus Round 1 is now closed, and Bonus Round 2 is now open!

This round, the theme is holidays/special occasions.

If you have an idea for something you'd like to see, please leave the ship, a holiday/special occasion, and any other details as a PROMPT below. After you've posted, read through everyone else's prompts, and leave a FILL for any which catch your eye. Fills can be in any media, and they need not be long, but please put a little effort in--if anyone starts spamming this post for points, we'll be able to tell.

You should place PROMPT/FILL, your current team affiliation and a brief summary in the comment title. Do not forget to change the title of the comment when posting a FILL as a reply to a PROMPT. NSFW prompts and fills should mention this in the summary or at the top of the post. Reminder that team names must be in alphabetical order (ie. Balthazar/Death, not Death/Balthazar) and that portmanteaus (ie. Lubriel, Annaby) are not allowed when identifying team affiliation.

You will be awarded five points per prompt for the first five prompts you leave. The first three fills posted for each prompt will receive 15 points, the next three 10 points, and the next three 5 points. Prompts with ten or more fills will no longer receive fill points.

Bonus rounds are still rarepair only, but you can post prompts or fills for any rare ship this round, including gen/platonic ones (which should be indicated with an & as above). Due to some unforeseen complication from last round, we have changed the rules. It is now 15 points per fill for the first three fills by three different people. So if someone does a fic for Fill 1 and a fanmix for Fill 2, then get 15 + 10 points, and then Person 2 does a fill and Person 3 does a fill, so even though those would be fills 3 and 4, they count as 15 and 15 points since they're fills by new people. You are still not permitted to fill your own prompt. We also encourage people not to fill prompts from their teammates, although the points will not be deducted if you do.

Bonus round fills can include links provided they are publicly viewable. Works can also be cross-posted to other websites, as there is no anonymity requirement in bonus rounds. However, works posted directly to comments will be limited to 16,000 characters by the Dreamwidth comment limit. Longer works should therefore be divided between multiple comments.

Remember, Team Chuck can participate in bonus rounds, and if you change teams, points earned will transfer with you until the end of the team shuffle period.

This round is now closed.

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In all honesty I just want to see some cuties partying and kissing at midnight. Any femslash pairing would be good. Bonus points if they're not already together, and are all cute and awkward about liking each other. <3

How's this? :)

http://spoopypie.tumblr.com/post/63397421487/birthday-lingerie-anna-hadnt-been-expecting

He is sitting in the recliner watching TV as she enters the room, yet when he fails to acknowledge her greeting, Charlie pauses, glancing from the outline of his profile to the television, where Matt LeBlanc is convincing Matthew Perry to get inside a wooden box.

“Ahh, Friends; always a classic.” Charlie comments casually, attempting to diffuse the strange tension in the room that is radiating from Kevin’s motionless form. Again she is met with silence and moves closer to the teen, her brow furrowed in concern. “Kevin?” She inquires, trying to get his attention by placing a soft hand on his shoulder.

He doesn’t move but keeps staring at the television screen, and as Charlie gets a closer look at his face, she can see he is unkempt and has dark circles under his eyes.

“This was my mom’s favorite show.” He replies in a monotonous voice after a tense few moments of silence. The sound of a laugh track echoes up from the television immediately following his words, creating a strange contrast in the atmosphere.

Charlie bites her lip and moves to perch on the arm of the recliner, carefully keeping her distance from Kevin, but her hand remains resting on his shoulder. He doesn’t react to her actions, and Charlie begins to feel a bit awkward, yet she doesn’t leave.

They sit in silence for a while, both pairs of eyes glued onto the television, but though the show is a comedy, neither of them laugh.

“It’s been one year today, actually,” Kevin eventually says, his voice cracking slightly on the last word of his sentence. “Since she, uhh, since Crowley…” He silences himself, and Charlie can see his hands clenching and unclenching in his lap. She squeezes his shoulder gently but doesn’t speak yet, not wanting to dissipate the moment that Kevin has probably repressed within him for so long now.

After another period of silence, he continues. “She used to watch this show all the time when I was little. It wasn’t until after my dad left that she really got into it.” He huffs out the ghost of a chuckle. “I hadn’t seen her laugh like that in a long time. Eventually she bought all ten seasons. Saved up for them one by one. The DVDs are probably still in my old house, collecting dust.” His voice cracks again and he looks down, blinking rapidly.

“You know...” he adds, fingernails digging into his palms. “I just… I want to kill him.” His voice lowers, shaking slightly with contained rage. “Crowley. I want to… I want to tear him apart for what he did.” He lets out a bitter laugh. “I’ve imagined it so many times.” He pauses, shaking his head. “I wonder what my mom would think about it. About how often I imagine gutting him, ripping out his insides piece by piece, but then… then I just kind of realize I don’t care anymore. It won’t bring her back, but I don’t care.” Charlie feels tears stinging her eyes and she glances upwards, blinking them away.

Kevin doesn’t speak again after that, but his shoulders quake with restrained sobs, and Charlie feels as though she should give some words of comfort, but she knows from experience that there is nothing she can say that would make it better. So she improvises. “My mom used to read The Hobbit to me all the time when I was little; it was her favorite book,” she shares, and Kevin lifts his head, faint curiosity seeping through the raw grief on his face. So Charlie continues. “She was um… she was in a bad wreck a long time ago, and she stayed in a coma for an even longer time after that. But I would visit her, in the hospital. I’d sit by her bed and read The Hobbit out loud, hoping that maybe she could hear me. I don’t know how many times I read that book to her.” She chuckles softly, wiping at her eyes. “The last time I ever saw her before she um… that last time, I read to her again. I guess I just wanted her to know I would be okay…eventually, you know? And I am okay. But I still miss her; she was my best friend.”

Charlie doesn’t say anything else, realizing that her story was probably a little bit more depressing than she had originally intended. “Sorry…” she mutters, but Kevin reaches up and places his hand on top of hers, squeezing just for a moment before lowering it again. “Thank you.” He answers softly, wiping at his eyes with one hand. Charlie smiles faintly, and they fall into a companionable silence, the air around them filled with the sounds of laughter floating from the television.

HS AU maybe? Dean buys Krissy extravagant gifts and invites her to spend Christmas Eve with him and the family. Lots of fluff.

Edited 2013-10-07 23:08 (UTC)

It's Halloween and Benny is in town and he drags the Winchesters to a local bar for a costume party. He's excited about impressing Dean with his awesome "prosthetics costume." He also convinces Dean to get some fake fangs, while giving him crap the entire time about how nothing like the real thing they look.

Cas and Crowley REALLY want an angel and a demon on top of their wedding cake. Also, they argue perpetually over the flavoring.

*casuals inserts OTP into fill*

http://thedahlingdarling.tumblr.com/post/63422743655/prompt-its-time-for-the-annual-new-years

Kevin liked his new apartment. He'd been there for a good two months now, and he was glad to be away from home, despite how much he loved his mom. His apartment was good and warm and comfortable, and he could keep it neat and find it easy, and he just liked the new space.

The freedom was good, even if it was maybe a little lonely. Kevin was happy enough. Valentine's Day was coming up, but Kevin hadn't taken any time to meet girls or guys or... Well. Anyone, in all actuality.

It wasn't that Kevin was anti-social or anything like that, but he just didn't really have the time to go and hang out in bars - he had work to do, and he did enjoy spending his time on it, especially as he could work from home with no stress from meeting people or anything like that.

Kevin had broken up with his girlfriend before leaving home, not wanting to leave her hanging, and now, here he was. Alone. Without anyone. At all.

Well. Maybe it was a bit lonely.

It was Valentine's Day morning when Kevin left the house, and he moved to get groceries in the morning, before most everyone had woken up and taken the best lemons (they always took the best lemons) and damn it, Kevin liked the cook with a bit of lemon juice and he would never stoop to that sugared shit in a bottle.
He walked home with his fruit and a few assorted groceries, but then stopped short on the stairs. The bouquet in front of his door was gorgeous, in red wrapping paper, of a dozen or so roses. "Oh." Kevin murmured, taking a step forwards and leaning to pick up the card.

You look absolutely gorgeous. We haven't spoken before, but I'd like to.

Sam (202)

The man was standing a little nervously in the corridor, and Kevin looked to him, offering him a small smile.

"Sam." He greeted. "I'm Kevin. I'd, er, well, I'd shake your hand, but I've kind of got my hands-"

"Oh, God, sorry, look, I'll take your bag and then you can open your door-"

Sam helped Kevin unpack his groceries, and watched as Kevin carefully set the flowers down on his coffee table. "Uh, um, would you like some breakfast?" Kevin asked. "I mean, I've got waffles, if you like them."

"I like them." Sam said softly. "I'd, uh, I'd like that, too." Kevin beamed at him.

"Great. Great." Sam grinned right back.

It's the first 4th of July to roll around since Samandriel rescued Adam from the pit, and from an offhand remark Samandriel makes, Adam realizes the angel has never seen fireworks before. Even though he'd normally avoid big outings that remind him of his former life, he makes an exception to take Samandriel to his first fireworks show.

I made you a THING

Crowley tries to woo Bobby, inspired by the song "The Twelve Days of Christmas", although using his demonic connections instead to send Bobby various gifts, slightly more creative than partridges in pear trees. It ends with Bobby trapping Crowley, though not in a demon trap; he pulls him under mistletoe instead.

It's the only time of the year that The Four Horsemen can roam around town without causing mass hysteria. Well, they still sort of do, but at least it doesn't end up on the national news. It's a bit of a "family" tradition for them to all get together and make the best haunted house in the city.

A character who does not enjoy celebrating their birthday gets a surprise party. (I'm a thinking a character who is just really old and either has bad/sad associations or just generally doesn't like to be reminded how old they are, but any one is fine!)

Someone who mourns the death of a family member/friend always makes sure to do something special on the anniversary of their death, could be either a sad tribute or a way of honouring them.

Snippets of each year's mother's day with Kevin and Linda Tran? (Or pick your choice of mother/daughter or son duo.) Make it as cutesy or angsty as you'd like.

“I think most of the angels have seen it before,” Samandriel casually remarked as they passed by one of the stores in the road that sold fireworks amongst other stuff.

“Most?” Adam asks but Samandriel is too far ahead to hear him. “You mean you have never seen it before…”

There’s a sign in the window ‘4th of July Fireworks’ it reads. That’s tomorrow. The beginnings of an idea form in Adam’s head; maybe he could bring Samandriel to see the fireworks. Just the two of them together.

“Adam?” Samandriel calls from further down the street.

“Just a second!” Adam takes note of the time and place and continues on down the street, joining Samandriel, “Are you free tomorrow night? You wanna go out?”

Samandriel nods and smiles, “Sure, where do you wanna go?”

“I was thinking we could head down to the 4th of July thing and y’know,” he shrugged, “Catch the fireworks?”

You could literally see the excitement and joy on Samandriel’s face and Adam knew he had made the right choice in wanting to bring the angel there.

Then Samandriel’s fell, and Adam looked to him worried, “What’s the matter?”

“Doesn’t that mean that there’s going to be a huge crowd there?”

Adam nodded. So that’s what got Samandriel worried. The crowd. Ever since he’d come back, Adam had stopped going to public events with large crowds. They reminded him too much of his life before and it hurt immensely. But he wanted to do something for the angel, something special. It was just this once anyway.

“Are you sure you still want to go then?”

“Yes. Now stop asking questions. I’ll see you tomorrow in the town square at about six-ish. We can get some dinner and then find a good spot to watch the fireworks okay?”

Samandriel grinned, “Okay.”

------

They had another five to ten minutes till the fireworks started and the place was just too packed. Adam knew there was no chance to get a good view on low ground. He wanted the best for Samandriel, since this was going to be his first fireworks show. Adam wanted it to be memorable. He looked around the area for a better spot. Then he sees the fire escape on one of the buildings. It would be better there.

“Samandriel, come on,” Adam says taking the angel by the hand as he weaved his way through the crowd.

“Where are we going?” Samandriel asks as Adam pulls him through the crowd. He’s running rather quickly.

Adam turns to grin at him, “We gotta go higher,” he says indicating the fire escape.

Adam boosts Samandriel up and then climbs up after him. They get to about the fourth or fifth flight when the fireworks began, loud hissing and whistling followed and then the boom at the end where numerous colours rained down from the sky.

Samandriel stopped him, gaping at the scene, “It’s beautiful,” he whispers watching in awe.

Of course it’s beautiful. This high up, there’s nothing obstructing their view and it seems like it’s just the two of them enveloped by the night, watching as the colourful fireworks lit the ink black darkness. Nothing made him happier than to see Samandriel enjoying himself.

“Thank you,” Samandriel whispered, intertwining his fingers with Adam’s as he shuffled closer to the human. “I’ve never seen such a beautiful sight,” he continues leaning in closer.

Adam wrapped his arms around the angel, “I’m glad that I got to show you the fireworks,” he says smiling as Samandriel cuddles up to him. He rests his chin on Samandriel’s head as they stand there on the fire escape, watching as the fireworks continue. He had never seen anything more spectacular and he’s never felt this at ease in a crowd with anyone. The angel did bring out the best in him.

“Hey Samandriel?”

“Hmm?”

“I like this.”

Samandriel smiles and presses closer to Adam, “Me too.”

“Lets do this again next year.”

Crowley reflects on things with Gavin as to how he was a bad father (or if he was in fact a good one but Gavin never actually found out). Just real interested in someone's take on the backstory between them because man, there was some tension between them.

I made this for you

RIGHT IN THE HEART. ): (Wonderful!!!)

I can't seem to stop with all the sad things! Here you go.

Are you trying to break my heart??? That last pic of Ellen looking sad.... ):

I'm glad you liked it ^^ I just hope Linda's still alive!

I wanted to put this fill for mother's day though but I felt it would be better here. Ah the sadness!

“It’s just a day Balthazar! There’s no need for anything, no parties, no presents, nothing. I don’t want anything, do you understand?”

Balthazar’s face fell. All he’d wanted was to hold a party in remembrance of their get together anniversary. It was something he was proud of. Something that he wanted to remember and something that he wanted others to remember as well. Why didn’t Castiel want to commemorate it too? “Why do you do this Cassie? Don’t you want to remember the day that we started going out together?”

“There’s no big deal in that,” Castiel sighed. He didn’t understand why Balthazar was going to so much trouble to rent out a club to throw them a one year anniversary for being together, “It’s not as if it’s a wedding anniversary. Who commemorates the day that they started going out? You can ask any one. I bet they don’t remember.”

“But I do…” Balthazar trailed off as he hung his head, closing his eyes as he took a deep breath to calm himself his voice low as he spoke, “It’s something important to me Cassie that’s why I want to commemorate it.”

“Well maybe it’s not important to me!”

The words were out of his mouth even before he knew what had happened and Castiel saw it, the way the light went out in Balthazar’s eyes, the way his face fell and it was as if his heart was being trampled upon. He looked so broken in that moment that Castiel wished he could take back the words.

“Balth-” he whispered reaching for him.

“Don’t.” Balthazar growled moving back from Castiel’s hand as though it were diseased. Then he turned from him, headed for the door.

“Balthazar! I’m sorry!” Castiel cried as he followed after the other.

“Don’t apologize. I don’t need it,” Balthazar said grabbing his jacket and pulling it on as he blinked rapidly. He wasn’t going to fucking cry in front of Castiel. He let himself out of the apartment Castiel still calling to him as he slammed the door shut.

‘How can I be so stupid!’ Castiel thinks to himself as he heaves a sigh, falling onto the couch, head in his hands. How could things have gone so wrong?

------

Balthazar stared at the phone the red light was blinking. He ran a hand through his hair. It was another one of Castiel’s messages. He wanted to delete it just like the rest but he’d gone so long without hearing Castiel’s voice that he found himself playing the message.

“Balthazar, open the door. I’m outside.”
The message was about two hours ago yet Balthazar found himself going to the door of his apartment and opening it in the hopes of seeing Castiel. He truly did miss him…

Castiel was there, sitting in the hallway, head resting atop his knees, arms wrapped around his legs, asleep. Balthazar felt his heart melt at the sight.

“Cas…Cassie…” someone was calling him. The voice was familiar. “Cassie wake up.”

Castiel opened his eyes to see Balthazar there. He threw himself into Balthazar’s arms without any warning, hugging him tight as they tumbled into Balthazar’s apartment.

“I was so worried. You didn’t pick up my calls for two days so I came down and you still didn’t ans-”

Balthazar stopped him a finger on his lips, “Shut up, you’re babbling. Why are you here?”

“I’m sorry…” Castiel said as he held on to Balthazar, “I didn’t mean what I said. I used the wrong words and I made you sad,” he said, then continued, “Us meeting is important to me but I don’t want large extravagant parties. I want it to just be us. No one needs to know but us if it’s our anniversary. As long as I have you there it’s a party enough.”

Balthazar nodded, extricating himself from Castiel’s arms and taking hold of his hand instead. He kicked the door shut as he led Castiel into the apartment, sitting him down on the couch. Now it was his turn to explain.

“Cassie you need to understand that to me every little thing we do is important. Like when we first kissed, when we first made love and even something as small as when we first held hands. I want to treasure all of it, I want to show you that I love you so much more than anyone else,” he says seeing the understanding in Castiel’s eyes, “I didn’t think that you wouldn’t like it. I just wanted everyone to know how happy we were together and also to make sure they didn’t try to steal you away from me…”

Castiel laughed at that and he pulled Balthazar in for a quick kiss, “I won’t let them steal me away from you,” he whispers, “and if you put it that way…you can have your little anniversary thing. But…not too many guests alright?”

Balthazar grinned, “I’ll try.”

If they were going to be together from now on, then Castiel knew he needed to open up and become more of a ‘people person’ like Balthazar. And Balthazar likewise, respected the fact that sometimes, Castiel could be shy and such a simpleton, but that was good because this way, they balanced each other out perfectly and made the perfect couple.

I had a hard time choosing the dresses! They were all so nice! In the end I made this.

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Bonus Round 2

PROMPT, Team Anna/Jo, New Years Eve

FILL, Team Anna/Jo, Birthday Lingerie

Fill, Team Abaddon/Naomi, Anniversary of a death

Prompt - Team Samandestiel - Dean/Krissy

PROMPT, Team Castiel/Crowley, Halloween

PROMPT, Team Castiel/Crowley, Wedding Cake

Fill, Team Anna/Jo,Masquerade Ball

FILL, Team Crowley/Sam, Breakfast

Prompt, (Team Crowley/Sam), Fireworks on the 4th of July [Adam/Samandriel]

Fill, Team Balthazar/Castiel, Halloween Party [Charlie/Gilda]

Prompt, Team Abaddon/Naomi, Mistletoe [Bobby/Crowley]

Prompt, Team Castiel/Crowley, Halloween

Prompt, Team Castiel/Crowley, Birthday

Prompt, Team Castiel/Crowley, Mourning

Prompt, Team Castiel/Crowley, Mother's Day

Fill, Team Balthazar/Castiel, Fireworks on the 4th of July [Adam/Samandriel]

Prompt, Team Castiel/Crowley, Father's Day

Fill, Team Balthazar/Castiel, Mother's Day

Re: Fill, Team Balthazar/Castiel, Mother's Day

Fill, Team Balthazar/Castiel, Mourning

Re: Fill, Team Balthazar/Castiel, Mourning

Re: Fill, Team Balthazar/Castiel, Mother's Day

Re: Fill, Team Balthazar/Castiel, Mourning

Fill, Team Balthazar/Castiel, Anniversary (Balthazar/Castiel)

Fill, Team Balthazar/Castiel, Wedding Dresses!!