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Tuesday has arrived and that means a new prompt. iantojjackh reporting for guest host duties. Today's theme is illness. Everything from a common cold to a serious illness. Everything is fair game.

The rules haven't changed. They are as they always have been and always will be:

•No more than five prompts in a row.
•No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
•No spoilers in prompts.

If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space.

Prompts should be formatted as follows:

Fandom, Character+/Character, Prompt

Some examples to get the prompts flowing. Go forth and prompt my little minions...

+ Torchwood, Ianto/Jack, appendicitis
+ Star Trek DS9, Quark/any, Ferengi flu
+ Doctor Who, 11th Doctor/Clara, morning sickness

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Dec. 17th, 2013 08:13 pm (UTC)
Justified, Raylan +/Boyd, Raylan breaks a leg and Boyd visits him.
Dec. 18th, 2013 02:33 am (UTC)

They're keeping him in the hospital overnight for observation--over Raylan's strenuous proitests--because in addition to the broken leg, they're worried he may be concussed. He doesn't think so, personally, until he glances toward the door, and there stands Boyd, holding a bouquet of daisies or maybe chrysantemums, and a bright blue gift bag.

"Boyd?" he says in disbelief, "What are you doing here?"

"Why, I'm on an errand of mercy, Raylan. A mission of compassion and succor, such as you once did the courtesy of paying me after you'd shot me." He smile is playful, and Raylan isn't quite sure he's really there, although it certainly sounds like Boyd. "While I am not responsible for your current misfortune, nevertheless, I thought in light of our long-standing acquaintance, it would be the kindly thing to do."

Boyd takes the lid off of the little plastic pitcher full of ice water the hospital has provided, and plops the flowers into it."You didn't bring me flowers at the time, but that can be chalked up to the fact that prision circumscribes one's gift-giving options. I'm sure you would have, had you been able."

"I'm not," Raylan mutters. He must have whacked his head harder than he thought when he'd slipped on those stairs. Bad enough his right leg is encased in plaster from his toes to his pecker, without him scrambling his brasins in the process.

"In any event, in order to facilitate your speedy recovery, I have procured a few relevant items, such as--" He reaches into the blue bag, and sets a brown bottle with a yellow label down on the bedside table. "Rosehips, good for mending bones." Another bottle. "Calcium, ditto. And--" A bottle labeled 'Male Potency Formula' joins the others. "Some multi-vitamins. I take that brand myself, I think you'll find them effective. After all, you're too young to be slowing down and letting suspects get away."

"I didn't LET her get away," Raylan argues. "There was ice on the steps."

"Of course," Boyd says, his tone soothing."And your suspect had a head start."

"That's right," Raylan says, closing his eyes,hoping Boyd isn't going to point your that the subject--Elsie Berwind--was 78-years old and pushing a walker.

When he opens his eyes again, a woman in scrubs is shining a flashlight in his eyes and asking him who the President is. He answers her, and looks around as she bustles out of the room.

No Boyd, but there are flowers sticking out of his water pitcher, a row of bottles on the night-stand, and Boyd has gotten the last word. Three-inch tall letters march down his cast in bright blue Sharpie reading: BOYD IS INNOCENT. ELSIE GOT AWAY WITH IT. BEST WISHES FOR A SPEEDY RECOVERY.

Dec. 18th, 2013 06:22 am (UTC)
Hee-- this is marvelous! The narrative and dialogue fit both characters perfectly, and you just know that Boyd would visit Raylan and be sincere about the whole thing, and Raylan still wouldn't trust it.

And every once in a while, Boyd will show him why he shouldn't. ;)

Thanks so much for the fill!
Feb. 23rd, 2014 08:08 pm (UTC)
Of course someone as loquacious as Boyd would have to get the last word. Love the idea of him vandalising Raylan's cast.
Feb. 24th, 2014 03:40 am (UTC)
I love writing Boyd. It's that intricate verbosity that's so much fun--if you're dumb, he'll tie you in knots, if you're smart, you just wish he'd get to the point.

Jul. 29th, 2014 03:16 am (UTC)

Boyd's dialogue is perfect; I could totally see this scene!
Jul. 29th, 2014 03:23 am (UTC)
Thanks! Boyd's a lot of fun to write, especially when he's exercising his charm.



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