thewatchmaker: (Unf)
Here's the link to the big damn table

I am drabbling for:

From Heroes
[livejournal.com profile] gabrielisgray Gabriel Gray
[livejournal.com profile] mib_peter Peter Petrelli
[livejournal.com profile] thewatchmaker Sylar
[livejournal.com profile] iam_spock Spock - nuSpock or Mirror Mirror Spock
and from Supernatural
[livejournal.com profile] thursdaysangel Castiel

I have 25 Author's Choice boxes to fill. Please help a villain out and suggest some prompts for me. I'm primarily writing canon, but I can slip into 'verse if you have a good prompt for me.

Thanks!
thewatchmaker: (Cutting)
She was carefully looking over each apple, checking to see if they smelled right, the color was bright enough before putting it in her basket. I’d been following Stephanie for two days, watching and waiting for my chance.

I watched Stephanie unlock her trunk without using a key and put her groceries in. I could do the same with telekinesis, but she could undo any lock.

Her ability wasn’t much. She couldn’t move mountains with it. She couldn’t turn the pages of a book with it. But none of that mattered. She had it, and soon it would be mine.

100 Drabbles of Summer Table
thewatchmaker: (Boom Animated)
They are mine. Every single power I ever wanted, and I’m more special than anyone. Not even Saint Peter Petrelli could stand up to me. He tried though. Broken with one pitiful power at a time, he tried. Too stupid to realize he’d been beaten until he was blowing bubbles of snot and blood when I was done with him. It wasn’t until the light faded from his eyes that he knew I was the best. I can take the entire world now, and make it whatever I want.

I am the King of the World. Peter is worm food.

Master Drabble Table - 100 Drabbles of Summer
thewatchmaker: (Blood Splatter Portrait)
You preach at me, dare to call me a monster, lock me up and strip me of everything that made me human. You watched me, waiting for me to become what I am, and when it didn’t happen fast enough you poked at me until I lost my soul.

Now you punish me for becoming who you wanted. How noble of you, Bennet, to hunt me and spout off about how evil I am, when I’m who you wanted me to be. You could have left me alone. You could have left me to be Gabriel Gray.

Payback’s a bitch.

Master Drabble List - 100 Drabbles of Summer
thewatchmaker: (Kirby Plaza fight)
I saw it all flashing before my eyes, death, deliverance, and the blast that would destroy New York. It wasn’t my life I was reliving. It was the future. Then suddenly it changed. I was too weak to fight. Blood soaking my clothes as I was dragged to the manhole, no one heard me whimper as she shoved me inside.

But before the darkness swallowed me whole, I saw the blinding flash in the sky when night became day as Peter blew up like fireworks. The city was safe. I might be too. The pain was worse than the stench.

Master List of Prompts