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13Oct: Build Up

The October 13: Day 13 Fandom: Harry Potter Prompt: pumpkin They're huddled up together in their room, just a single candle for light, trying not to giggle too loudly as they break out their stash. Sirius is leaning over the edge of his bed, pulling out the bottles and handing them to James, who carries them over to Remus' bed, where he and Peter are already waiting. "Man, this is too good," Peter moans as he takes his first sip. James nods excitedly. "I told you, didn't I? Bob Greenwicke makes the best spiked pumpkin juice." Sirius elbows his way onto the bed, curling up between James and Remus, snagging a bottle fo

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13Oct: Build Up by whiterabbit1613, literature

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13Oct: Build Up

13Oct: A Few Minutes by whiterabbit1613, literature

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13Oct: A Few Minutes

The October 13: Day 12 Fandom: Sherlock (BBC) Prompt: full moon Sherlock/John; PG John still isn't sure how they ended up on the banks of the Serpentine at two in the morning on a freezing cold evening in October, but here they are. Sherlock is a warm if not entirely comforting presence at his shoulder; his gun is a much more reassuring weight in its holster. "What are we waiting for?" John whispers. Sherlock doesn't say anything, just places a finger against John's lips in silent warning. John rolls his eyes but hunkers down to wait it out. It would be a dark night, but the full moon keeps peeking out from between the clouds,

13Oct: Camp by whiterabbit1613, literature

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13Oct: Camp

The October 13: Day 11 Fandom: Pundit's Round Table Prompt: midnight Humor; PG-13 "Oh would you quit it!" Jon shrieked, and Stephen tumbled backwards to the ground, laughing his ass off. Keith smirked. "I've never seen you quite so jumpy, Stewart. Scared of the boogeyman?" Jon sniffed, huddling further into his blanket. It was a perfectly clear, chilly autumn night; perfect camping weather Rachel had said, which was why Jon, Stephen, Keith and Anderson had ended up pitching their tent in her rural backyard. They'd all spent the evening toasting marshmallows over a little campfire, but Rachel and Susan had gone back to the

13Oct: Lady Killer by whiterabbit1613, literature

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13Oct: Lady Killer

The October 13: Day 10 Fandom: M*A*S*H Prompt: costume Humor; PG Much to Hawkeye's chagrin, he had lost the bet to Nurse Johnson; really, how was he to know that Nurse Davis had false teeth? It had been a silly bet, anyway – the kind he only made with pretty nurses at two in the morning, when he had already been drinking moonshine for hours. It's not like he was accountable for his actions, or anything! BJ didn't really care what his sob story was. Hawkeye suspected him of being in collusion with Sandy; at any rate, he was entirely too amused by the whole thing, and put himself in charge of conning the required equipment f

13Oct: A Wing Thing by whiterabbit1613, literature

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13Oct: A Wing Thing

The October 13: Day 9 Fandom: Good Omens Prompt: trick-or-treat Humor; PG Aziraphale was, of course, the type to hand out peanuts or apples instead of any kind of candy. He sat poised at the door to the shop every year, hoping against hope that a respectable family with adorable, cherub-like children would happen to wander past, instead of the sort of folk who made up the majority of his neighbor's customers. Crowley sat on the counter, bored out of his mind and idly munching on an apple. "You never give up, do you, angel?" Aziraphale sniffed disapprovingly, then affixed a wooden smile and tossed a bag of cashews to the w

13Oct: A Fit of Temper by whiterabbit1613, literature

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13Oct: A Fit of Temper

The October 13: Day 8 Fandom: Master and Commander Prompt: alcohol Humor; PG Stephen had always threatened it; Jack had always taken his tone for joking, however, or at the very least believed that Stephen understood what a bad idea it would be to carry through. He knew Stephen felt very strongly on the subject (the incident of the sloth had made everything absolutely crystal clear), but apparently he had not understood the extent. Now, however, he was several steps closer to comprehension. Stephen had flown into the cabin mere moments earlier, and without so much as a "good afternoon" had begun piling any item of furniture he

13Oct: Research by whiterabbit1613, literature

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13Oct: Research

The October 13: Day 7 Fandom: A Bit of Fry and Laurie Prompt: graveyard "It's research," Stephen whispered insistently, bending to give Hugh a boost over the wall as he did so. This was in response to Hugh's latest query about why, exactly, they were sneaking into a cemetery in the middle of the night. Hugh waited until they were both on the other side of the wall (he had to give Stephen a hand, despite his height) to continue the conversation. "Yes, I know that much, but for what?" "For a sketch, Hugh. A skit, a morsel of comedic wit, a short commentary on modern life, a --" "Yes, yes, save it for the sketch."

13Oct: Zombie Franklin by whiterabbit1613, literature

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13Oct: Zombie Franklin

The October 13: Day 6 Fandom: Due South Prompt: zombies! Humor/Drama(/Horror?); repressed RayK/Fraser; PG Ray knows they've been traipsing about the wild, frozen unknown for too long when he starts having the dreams. Not just any dreams, either – there's one where he gets cold one night and starts huddling up with Dief and his pals in an effort at warmth. (There's a similar one where he sneaks into Fraser's sleeping bag only to find they're both naked since "we might as well be sharing body heat anyway, Ray." Ray's not sure which one disturbs him more.) There's this one, recurring dream that's kind of funny in the blinding

Oct13: A Pair of Rakes by whiterabbit1613, literature

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Oct13: A Pair of Rakes

The October 13: Day 5 Fandom: xxxHolic Prompt: leaves Humor; PG Fall chores were no less onerous for Watanuki, but it helped that he generally enjoyed them. Airing out the house while the days were still warm, readying the plants for their long winter rest – these things were more relaxing and more pleasant than the grueling process of spring cleaning, or the summer's endless carrying of cool water for Yuuko-san's wading pool. Take, for example, raking leaves. Every fall, the beautiful old trees surrounding the shop's property put on a show that lasted a week or so, turning brilliant orange and yellow before letting the br

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