Seven Deadly Sins

[damelola]

The Seven Deadly Sins:

Lust, Avarice, Gluttony, Envy, Pride, Sloth, Wrath

A comment ficathon with a very simple theme - your prompt must relate somehow to one of the 7 Cardinal Sins.  Perhaps it's that character A can't control their attraction to character B?  Or does C have something that D desperately covets?  Does pride come before a fall?  And is there such a thing as too much of a good (or bad) thing?  Prompt away in the comments, and others should come along to write a story for you.

ALL FANDOMS ARE WELCOME.  ALL PAIRINGS ARE PERMITTED.  

Here are some sample prompts to get you thinking:

Harry Potter, Snape/Lily, the many reasons why Snape is jealous of James Potter (ENVY)

The West Wing, Jed/Abbey, there's one apology he hasn't made yet. (PRIDE)

Glee, Brittany/Santana, she just doesn't want to get out of bed (SLOTH? LUST? you decide)

Rules (short and sweet):
one ★ : One prompt per comment in the following format: fandom, pairing, prompt, e.g. Game of Thrones, Cersei/Ned, she's jealous of his freedom. You don't have to prescribe which sin it falls under - the author can decide.
two ★ : One story per comment. Please put a title, the fandom and the pairing IN THE SUBJECT LINE. This way people can find the fills easily.
three ★ : Any fandom, pairing, rating is welcome. This includes slash, RPF, RPS and just about anything else you can think of. The only exception is no underage characters.
four ★ : A prompt can have more than one fill. Please try to write as well as prompt, if you can.
five ★ : If you like it, put a ring on it. Or at least leave a comment saying as much! Keep flaming/bashing elsewhere, this is for fun

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Comments

Not Ready, TWW Toby/Andy

[soaked-in-stars.livejournal.com]

"Andy looks good." Toby looked up as Josh wandered into his office and flopped down on his sofa.

"Would you like to date my ex-wife, too, Josh? Or just set me up with her again?"

"It worked out so well for you last time." Josh's heel banged on the table as he put his feet up. "And wait, who's she dating? You?"

"Can we be done with this now?" Toby sighed.

"No. Who's she dating?"

"Apparently some muckety-muck bottom-of-the-league Oriole advisor."

"Hang on; she's dating an Oriole? And you haven't slit your wrists?" Josh scoffed.

"Well, I was in the meeting, and then you walked in, so I just haven't gotten around to it yet."

"No, I'm serious; you can't let her do that."

Toby chuckled. "Aside from knowing me, you know her well enough, too. So rethink that. Do you really think I can LET her do anything?"

Josh was quiet for a moment. "Maybe not. God knows I can't."

"But she just does that for sport."

"Sure. But this is serious. This is Andy. She can't date an Oriole. I mean, a fling with a Yankee, maybe, but --"

"That's what I told her! Well, I told her to date the National League." Toby crumpled a piece of paper and sidearmed it into the trash can before looking back at Josh. "But I'm not a big fan of any of it, really."

Josh bounced off the couch. "Then what are you doing here? Tell her. It'll be romantic, like a thing, coming to win her back after you realize you can't stomach the idea of another man touching her."

"That's a terrible idea, and we can't have this conversation."

"See, you CAN'T stomach the idea! You've gotta do it. Go to her house, right now."

"I'm not going to her house, and I'm certainly not taking advice on wooing my ex-wife from you. Get out."

"Can I be the best man at your re-wedding?"

"That's not even a word. Get out." Toby flailed a hand toward Josh. "And shut the door."

[...continued.]