Presidential Speech

... composed of Marines, National Guard, and medical workers - approaches to assist. "Boston will be rebuilt. We will recover. Together, as a nation, we will overcome. Together, this city will rise again. Let us honor those who have fallen with a moment of silence." The crowd quiets while the moment passes. Afterward, the President of the United States makes a short nod and departs from the stage.

Cherry Jubilee Sundae with Sprinkles, Cookie Crumbs, and a Cherry

...," the man says loudly to his companion at the bar, "'What kind of stupid fag do you think I am? I'm not taking that deal.'" Two tables nearby fall deathly silent, and the rest of the crowd quiets. The man in blue glances around as his friend replies in lower tones, ones Dan can't make out even from behind the bar, because Johnny is standing up from one of the two silent tables, and he's growling...

RPS fic: The stars are not wanted now (Jared/Jensen), 2/2

... his ears with a pained expression. Brooke drags Eric away, hissing at him, and gradually, Jared quiets down. When Brooke comes back, she whispers to him quietly, stroking his hair gently, “You ..., desperately whispering, “Not leaving you. Not leaving you, Jared.” Jared clutches at him tighter and quiets down. Jared falls asleep and Jensen can’t close his eyes, afraid it all will disappear in ...

The Bright Lights of Disturbia (46/52 + Epilogue)

... by both arms and holds him in place. There’s a brief moment where Dean struggles with him, panic surging in his expression, and then Sam says, “Dean, it’s me. It’s Sammy,” and Dean quiets again. He stands there shivering, and looks up at Sam from beneath waterlogged lashes with a questioning, wounded look on his face. “Sorry,” Sam says, loosening his grip and rubbing his hands up and down his ...

one night in may

...the flashing pictures on the screen, the replays of a potentially historic goal. the thundering sensation peters into an unsettling buzz and kibum reorients himself with reality. it's only when the frenzied crowd quiets down and play resumes that kibum notices an unfamiliar warmth blanketing his hand. he looks down to see minho's fingers flexed in the spaces between his own, the palm of his hand ...

Prompt 40 :: Pretentiousness and Pomposity :: "The Reluctant Sommelier"

...,” Mustang continues, “It’s common to spit out the wine after each sip to avoid intoxication.” “That is—“ Havoc starts to raise his voice, building towards an accusation of insanity, but he quiets down and finishes, “That is very interesting.” The lesson continues— after they each eat a cracker to cleanse the palate. The next bottle is a Burgundy. “A deep wine,” Mustang sniffs, “But not ...

Oneshot: A Little Unwell

... shower curtain. “You’re chivalrous all right.” She knew she was being bitter, but she didn’t care. It wasn’t as though she had exactly consented to be in this ridiculous situation anyway. Besides, long quiets meant that she didn’t have to talk, and a long quiet it was. “Sango...” Miroku finally forced himself to say, and she continued to avoid looking at him. “I can help you with anything you ...

Christmas Isn't Always Merry

...and exits the house. Later that night he will come home and continue screaming at Eileen. This will be the general theme of the rest of Severus’ childhood. The door slams shut and Eileen immediately grabs up her son. She quiets his crying and hugs him as hard as he hugs Bear. “Don’t cry, Severus. Please don’t cry. It’s okay. Mommy was bad and Daddy had to punish her. It won’t happen again.” He ...

... . And suddenly another teenager will jump out of the darkness and grab the young kid with grasping hands, sending the kid into wild shrieks of fear while the others laugh hysterically. And finally when the crowd quiets down and the kid stops shaking, the speaker will just say, she died, of course . --- He buys the house because it’s cheap as hell and he’s always secretly wanted to spend his ...

Fic: Running Away

..., though, with Vi's physical promptings, she seemed to realize she was supposed to put the pack on, and did so. “Anyway,” Vi said, after a moment, “she’s a sweetheart. She won’t be any trouble. She quiets down when you need her to.” “If you say so,” her brother said. He never could deny her. “Let’s go, then. Quick.” Vi took Sohalia’s hand again and began walking at a brisk pace. About an hour ...