Dec. 26th, 2010

[identity profile] grandmasteryoda.livejournal.com
Cards from Codex to:

Francium. )

Dieter. )

Igor. )

Nemo. )

Marcus. )

Sakon and Ukon. )




Gifts and such from Megan:

Igor! )

Sage and Rat! )

Maddie! )

Dean! )

Rose! )




Valentine's presents:

Baron Harkonnen. )

Jasper. )

Dethklok. )

Professor Homsar. )




Not-presents from Lee:

Methos. )

Raistlin. )

Castiel. )




Something confused from Sokka:

Ty Lee? )

Kurama and... Mr. Kurama? )




From Aayla, there are a bowl of fortune cookies under a tiny Christmas tree in the Gryffindor common room, with "Merry Christmas - From Aayla Secura" on the bowl. The fortune cookies are not cursed, drugged, or in any way tampered with--they just have happy messages inside.




From Santa Yoda:

To R2-D2 and C-3P0: )

To Rat: )

To Tenel Ka: )

To Coraline: )

To Toki and the Shoggies: )

To Dieter: )

((And because I think it's hilarious, the voices of Obi-Wan Kenobi and Yoda from Star Wars: The Clone Wars did their own version of 'Twas The Night Before Christmas this year. Obi-Wan, Cad Bane, and Ziro doing How The Grinch Stole Christmas last year was pretty fun, too!))
[identity profile] hunter-returns.livejournal.com

((Started out as a one shot, but people are welcome to wander by and find Sam up at an absolutely unholy hour))

Run the patch down the bore.
Clean the reciever and trigger assembly.
Reassemble.
Firing pin, slide, barrel.
Wipe it down and check the sights.
Reload.

It was almost a form of moving meditation for Sam. He had learned how to field strip and clean a weapon at an early age. If he had trouble sleeping after a hunt, he would break down their guns at least twice and clean them while Dean snored blissfully on in the hotel room.

He had lost count of how many times he had cleaned his gun over the last few weeks. Tonight, he was working on his third time since he woke up in a cold sweat. A bottle of whiskey sat at his elbow. Between cleanings, he would pause and take a short swallow.

He wasn’t strong; not like Dean, and not like their father. 

When he closed his eyes, he could see them die. First Castiel, then Bobby. They had risked everything to save him. He could hear Dean’s bones shattering beneath his fists, even while his brother called his name.

Sam was tired. He was so tired. But when he slept, it happened all over again.

So he sat, cleaning the gun. He sat and drank and waited for the sun to come up.

 

[identity profile] ancient-adam.livejournal.com
Lee )

Brienne )

Igor )

Dean Winchester )

For Kurama )


Eleventh Doctor )

((There are probably more I'm missing, but I can't quite figure out the right/clever gift or it's being done in an already ongoing thread))
[identity profile] serrulata.livejournal.com
((OOC: backdated to Dec. 21, directly related to events here, here and here. Basically, Kurama is retraining for a new prestige class. Also, longpost is long.))

He was afraid he wasn't taking this seriously enough. )

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