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Round Five by five, baby!

Round Five: Open!
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Tracking Post: Open

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Read this first. Do it. There will be a test.

The Rules. Including the Posting Guidelines. aka:

In the first line of your fill*, you must include:

1) Character(s)/Pairing(s)/Threesome(s)/Moresome(s) as applicable.
2) Any kinks included. Please take this to include scenarios, themes, etc. Use your imagination.
3) MANDATORY WARNINGS/CONTENT NOTES if there is dubcon or noncon, underage characters in sexual situations, major character death, suicide, self-harm, and/or graphic descriptions or extensive discussions of abuse.
Please consider trigger warnings for any other widespread triggers in your fill, such as natural disasters, or specifying instances of harm, such as eating disorders.
Please don't conflate warnings and kinks; treat each individually, and use your pairings to indicate gen/het/slash/multi/&c. Do not warn for het, slash, or otherwise.

Characters & Pairings: Mentions of Harry Dresden/John Marcone, but entirely nonsexual gen in this fic. Harry Dresden, John Marcone, Ebenezar McCoy, Thomas Raith, Justine, Listens to Wind, Mister, Mouse.
Kinks: kidfic, second childhood, age regression, family bonding, fish out of water, situational:age change, involuntary transformation
Content notes: no mandatory notes. Mentions of a previous sexual relationship between two adults, one of whom is now a child, but absolutely no sexual contact or content while said character is a kid. Veg*n trigger warning for death of an animal.


For images: Please post image prompts and fills and all other images with alt tag descriptions or with a text description of the piece. Example: [img src="neked.jpg" alt="Here's John being all hot and half naked saying Dresden et cetera et cetera"], replace [ ] with < >. If you are linking to an external image, please include a description with the link.

NEW FOR ROUND FIVE: After you have posted your fill, please go to the fill tracking post and comment there to say so, including a link back to your fill. You don't have to do this, but no guarantees it will be caught otherwise.

Thank you.

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Don't forget about all the unfilled prompts. Got an unfilled prompt you want to give a second chance? Repost it here. Otherwise, go ahead and repost an unfilled prompt as a new comment with a link to the original if you are filling it. Please indicate in the subject line that it is a Repost To Fill.

Open prompt is here: http://dresden-kink.dreamwidth.org/3344.html?thread=3032848#cmt3032848

Comments in chronological order: http://dresden-kink.dreamwidth.org/3344.html?view=flat

Edit 5-14-15 So 3+ years later, the only comments this post is getting are spam comments. I've changed the settings to screen all comments to discourage that. If you leave a legit comment, I will unscreen it. Thanks, all. I had a great time.

In The Eyes Of A Child 1/1

(Anonymous) 2012-01-21 06:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Pairings: (very) faint hints of Harry Dresden/John Marcone
Characters: Harry Dresden, John Marcone, Hendricks
Kinks: kid!fic, toddler!Marcone
Warnings: brain-melting schmoop, shameless cute!fic


It was a cessation of noise that sent Hendricks barreling down the hall, gun drawn and safety off as he slammed the door open with his shoulder. Far from kidnapping fairies or malicious rivals, however, the scene that met his panicked entrance was positively domestic. Johnny sat in his playpen, thumb in his mouth and wide, fascinated green eyes fixated on one Harry Dresden, pyromaniac wizard, stubbornly incorruptible PI, and all around sap for small children, it seemed. He had a goofy smile stretched across his face and one massive paw extended over the crib, jingling his bracelet enticingly just out of reach of pudgy, spit-soaked fingers.

Johnny opened his mouth and drew a breath – Hendricks winced reflexively – but what came out was not a strident wail but a sharp “Ah! Ah!” Small arms imperiously lifted to demonstrate the necessity of being carried, and Johnny bounced in place impatiently as he waited for his subject to obey.

Dresden turned to Hendricks, trying (and failing, spectacularly) to wipe the soppy expression from his face as he asked, “Who's this little guy, then? Your boss leaving by-blows in his wake now? You'd think he'd have the decency to drop them off somewhere other than a lair of vice and sin, or whatever the line is.”

“Not exactly,” Hendricks growled. “There was an incident with a … thing that giggled a lot and glowed and left changed things in its wake. Gard thought there was something familiar about its signature; she's out looking for it now. She said to tell you she's calling in her favor.”

“She wants help finding it?” Dresden's forehead furrowed. Johnny, displeased at being ignored, had levered himself upright and was rattling the top of his pen, trying to get the wizard's attention. “AH!” he shouted, scowling.

“I've never heard of anything like it, but if you've got samples of skin or ectoplasm or something I can set up a tracking spell.”

Hendricks didn't grin, but it was a close thing. “That's not the favor she had in mind, Dresden.”

He reached into a nearby cabinet and thrust a fully-stocked diaper bag into Dresden's arms. The shock that plastered the man's face was almost as gratifying as the panicky dismay that followed. “I've got rotating teams set up to keep an eye on you two, so stay in public places or behind your wards. Foster,” he said into his walkie-talkie, “they'll be coming out soon, get in position. And keep a lookout for Rossi, he'll rendezvous with you shortly,” he added as an afterthought.

Hanging up, he plunked Johnny into unresisting arms, added a teddy bear, a blanket, and a just-in-case bottle to the diaper bag, and bustled wizard and toddler out the front door before Dresden could gather his wits and start arguing.

“Rossi, Hendricks,” he spoke quietly into his phone from inside as man and child blinked at each other out on the steps. “Got a job for you. Day-long gig, two subjects, follow them discreetly and get as many pictures as you can. One of them's Dresden, so bring extra rolls, color and black-and-white. Usual deal, full reimbursement for wasted film and damaged equipment, fifty apiece for any clear shots. Hook up with Foster, he'll tell you where they are. Agreed?”

“On it.”

And that was the end of things, half-hourly check-ins aside, until evening when Hendricks received a call from the Boss himself, requesting pick-up and a change of clothes. Apparently kisses from a tall wizard in a makeshift bathtub were just what was required to break spells wrought by mischievous trickster gods, and Mr Marcone had abruptly found himself full-sized and naked, falling out of a large bucket of sudsy water with Dresden's lips still pressed to his cheek.


Hendricks spread Rossi's work across his desk and mourned once again the effect of magic on any technology more recent than typewriters. Over a thousand frames, and less than a tenth of them were good enough to develop. He sifted through the less grainy shots, following Dresden and little Johnny's day in still life.

A series of photos documented their trip to the park, messy chocolate ice cream grins in one, squalling evasion of napkins in another, a couple of careful walking lessons next to a park bench.

The next clear shot showed Dresden warily backing up from a flock of college-age girls who'd obviously gathered to coo over Johnny in his tiny blue sweatpants and “Spaceman Spiff!!!” t-shirt. Johnny seemed to be eying them uncertainly too, leaning away and clutching Dresden's fingers with a white-knuckled grip.

Blurred shadows, sourceless lights, and grainy warping destroyed the rest of that roll, the pair's activity lost until lunch. Hendricks bit back a laugh at the sight of little Johnny in black and white caught mid-stomp, chubby hand gripping the restaurant table for balance as he screamed up at Dresden's unimpressed face. The following stills showed him sulking in a time-out chair hastily pulled up behind Dresden's seat, being turned to face the corner again repeatedly, and – Hendricks did chuckle at this one – stubbornly falling asleep in the chair rather than apologize.

Sorting through the rest, he placed a few calls and wired Rossi's pay from his own personal account, hid the pictures and negatives briefly as the Boss came in for a file and left again, and made a note to share them with Sigrun when she returned from Asgard.

He returned thoughtfully to one of the crisper black-and-whites from right after lunch, a sleeping Johnny nestled in Dresden's arms as they made their way back to the apartment, Dresden looking off-camera at the city around them. You couldn't really see Johnny's face in the picture, and Dresden's was half-hidden, nose planted in dark, baby-fine hair, but his eyes were soft and his expression fierce, and the hand cradling Johnny's head was gently sheltering. Hendricks stared at it for a while, then set it aside for framing – it would make a perfect birthday present for the Boss.

Re: In The Eyes Of A Child 1/1

(Anonymous) 2012-01-21 08:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Hendricks stared at it for a while, then set it aside for framing – it would make a perfect birthday present for the Boss.

Wouldn't it just?

Loved it!

Re: In The Eyes Of A Child 1/1

(Anonymous) 2012-01-21 09:44 pm (UTC)(link)
I know I'd want a copy...

I'm glad!

Original OP Here

(Anonymous) 2012-02-14 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Awww...Sooooo Cute:) Why didn't I find this earlier. Exactly what I had in mind. Thank you:)

Re: Original OP Here

(Anonymous) 2012-02-16 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
The OP likes my fill! The OP likes my fill! *dances*

I'm so glad you approve!