Monday: 100 Words on... Throwing Parties

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Hello friends! I’m sherlockian_syn and we'll be talking about summer all week long! Today's theme is throwing parties. Whether it's a barbecue, a pool party, or a family reunion, feel free to talk about planning, hosting, attending, or crashing parties. Fills should be at least 100 words or any multiple of 100. Have fun and stay cool!

Just a few rules:
No more than five prompts in a row.
No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
Use the character's full names and fandom's full name for ease adding to the Lonely Prompts spreadsheet.
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Prompts should be formatted as follows: [Use the character's full names and fandom's full name]
Fandom, Character +/ Character, Prompt

Some examples to get the ball rolling...
+ Marvel Cinematic Universe, Avengers ensemble, the annual Avengers summer bash
+ Stargate Atlantis, Evan Lorne +/ any, Evan's party planning skills
+ Hawaii Five-0, Steve McGarrett/Danny Williams, decorating Steve's backyard for a party

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[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

Marvel Cinematic Universe, Ensemble, Let’s Have A Party (BSB)

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

Hawaii 5-0, any, It’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to (It’s My Party - Leslie Gore)

Fill: Steve McGarrett/Danny Williams + Grace Williams + OC (fluff warnings)

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

The yard was full of pint-sized party-goers, playing loosely organized games of tag and Red Light, Green Light. Some of the parents had set up a perimeter of lawn chairs by the beach to make sure no unaccompanied children without the proper floatation devices got through. A piñata was hanging at the ready, and the make-your-own-sundae station had already been pretty well decimated. A professional photographer had been hired to make sure no moment went undocumented.

Danny stood on the lanai taking it all in. Controlled chaos was a good word, and he wasn’t looking forward to post-party clean-up. But he couldn’t care about that, not when Steve was in the middle of it all, kids hanging off his arms and legs as he roared and tried to stomp around the yard.

“I think he’s having more fun than the kids,” Grace said, sliding her arm through Danny’s.

“He’s mentally stuck at five. I’ve been saying this for years.”

Most of the kids were younger than five, though some older ones were sprinkled here and there because they came with their siblings. Danny knew most of them by name. And then one of the kids started wailing and he automatically jerked in that direction; only Grace’s hold on his arm stopped him.

“He’s got this,” she said.

And indeed he did. Steve gently removed his literal hangers-on and scooped up the little girl in the ridiculously frilly purple party dress who was crying her eyes out. She clung to Steve’s neck and he rubbed her back and murmured in her ear.

There was no reason that should’ve put a tear in Danny’s eye. He was getting too soft in his old age.

Steve came up to the lanai, still holding his sniffling cargo.

“Gracie, can you grab a bandaid? Lani scraped her knee.”

“Get the antiseptic, too,” Danny added. “What happened?”

Lani looked up, her cheeks red and blotchy and wet. “Danno, I runned and fell down and gots a boo-boo.”

“Did grandpa kiss it and make it better?” Danny asked, trying to hide a grin.

Lani looked scandalized. “Germs, Danno!”

“Yeah, Danno,” Steve echoed. “Don’t be silly. No kisses till after the bandaid goes on.”

When Grace got back, Steve suited action to words. He cleaned out the scrape, which was barely big enough to warrant a bandaid, bandaged it, and pressed a gentle kiss on top of the princess bandaid when he was done.

“All better!” Steve said.

Lani gave him one of her patented full-body bear hugs. “Thank you, grandpa! Fly me?”

Steve easily lifted her over his head, her arms and legs outstretched while Steve made engine noises and took her back to rejoin her friends. Sometimes Danny thought it was a crying shame that Steve never had kids of his own, though he was an amazing father to Danny’s. And a top-notch grandfather now, too.

“He’s such a good grandpa,” Grace said, echoing Danny’s thoughts. She elbowed him. “And you’re feeling a little sensitive about it, aren’t you?”

Danny rolled his eyes and quickly swiped his hand over his face to hide the evidence of his mushiness. “Don’t you have hostess things to do, you ungrateful child?”

Grace kissed his cheek. “Yes, I do. Don’t stand here crying too much longer, okay? It’s almost time for the piñata.”

“It’s my party. I’ll cry if I want to.” Danny gave her hug. “Make sure Steve knows the kids get first shot at that thing.”

Later, after Steve eviscerated the piñata when the cardboard refused to break, he’d stand with his arm around Danny while they sang Happy Birthday to Grace’s daughter, and Steve would look a little wet around the eyes every time Lani beamed up at him.

Sometimes it was perfectly okay to cry at a party.

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

MI5|Spooks, any, Party Hard (Andrew WK)

Fill: Werewolf!Lucas

[thesmallhobbit.livejournal.com]

“Another full moon, another party!” Jo said.

“It seems hard to believe the reserved, sit in a corner, Lucas North could change so dramatically,” Adam replied.

“That is why we always schedule our parties for full moon, Lucas enjoys them so much more in werewolf form.”

Tariq had got a disco ball going and the werewolf was jumping from colour to colour in time to the music. Every so often he’d pause, and someone would toss him another cocktail sausage or mini doughnut, which he’d grab before returning to his dance.

“It wouldn’t be the same without him,” Ros said.

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

Stargate Multiverse, any, party like it’s 1999 (1999 - Prince)

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

Marvel Cinematic Universe, Avengers ensemble, the annual Avengers summer bash

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

Stargate Atlantis, Evan Lorne +/ any, Evan's party planning skills

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

Hawaii Five-0, Steve McGarrett/Danny Williams, decorating Steve's backyard for a party

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

Sherlock, Sherlock Holmes +/ John Watson, Party Like It's Your Birthday (Studio Killers)

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

Any, any m/m, attending their first party together as a couple

Fill: Stargate Atlantis, John Sheppard/Rodney McKay (200)

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

“Everyone’s staring at us,” Rodney hissed. He gripped John’s hand tighter.

“No-one’s staring,” John replied.

“Well, why aren’t they? They should be staring!”

“McKay –”

“Everyone made such a big fuss about the other thing, and here we are officially doing the couple thing, and no-one cares?”

The other thing being Rodney’s admission of his feelings for John. Regrettably, that happened over the open radio channel.

John pressed a kiss to the side of Rodney’s head. “I care.”

“Oh, well. That’s, uh. Me too, obviously.”

John rolled his eyes. “Let’s go mingle. I hear Lorne made tiramisu.”

“You hate mingling. And don’t try to distract me with food.”

“Not always.”

“Yes, always,” Rodney insisted. “You don’t even like parties, so I don’t know why we’re here.”

“Maybe,” John whispered in Rodney’s ear, “I just want to show you off.”

Rodney flushed and pressed closer to John. “Really?”

“Or maybe I just want that tiramisu.”

“Who needs tiramisu when I have dessert right here?”

Rodney pulled John into a kiss, full of tongue and promise, forgot where he was until the clapping and wolf-whistling. He shared a wide-eyed look of surprise with John before pulling back.

“Um.”

“Hey, McKay. Everyone’s staring.”

[cozy-coffee.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, weechesters, birthday

Fill: Happy Birthday Mary

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

Dad smelled like sour whiskey when he stumbled into the motel room. Sam hadn’t even had a bite before Dad spotted Dean eating the stolen cherry pie and roared in fury.

Dean cast Sam a look. Sam scrambled under the bed.

After Dad screamed at Dean for ten minutes straight, then passed out, Sammy dared to ask why Dad was so mad about some pie he didn’t even know was stolen.

“He’s not mad about the pie,” Dean said, eyes red, though he hadn’t cried even a bit. “Today is Mom’s birthday. We always had cherry pie on her birthday.”

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Any, Any m/m,

We're at a party dressed up
But you just doing your thing
(Dan + Shay)

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Stargate Multiverse, Any, someone throws an awkward Congrats on Coming Out party after DADT is repealed

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Marvel Cinematic Universe, Bucky Barnes +/ Any, throwing an over-the-top birthday party to make up for all the missed ones

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Stargate Atlantis, Rodney McKay/John Sheppard (+/Evan Lorne), getting a little too loose at a harvest festival

Fill 200: John/Rodney/Evan, slightly NSFW

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

"Okay, slow down you two. Save some for me."

John stood guard, trying to act as natural as possible while shielding his partners from the prying eyes of everyone else at the harvest festival. But he couldn't ignore the spark of arousal that shot through him when he heard Evan breathing heavily, along with Rodney's eager moan.

"Don't worry, sir," Evan replied, his voice a throaty whisper. "There's plenty of me to go around."

"This is your fault, you know," Rodney panted, "You're the one who gave him Radek's moonshine - not that I'm complaining -"

Rodney stopped talking, which meant that Evan was probably kissing him soundly again.

John couldn't take it anymore. He glanced behind him, saw Evan fidgeting with the zipper of Rodney's pants -

"Okay, it's time we move this party elsewhere." John slapped Evan's hands away before kissing him roughly. He reluctantly broke the kiss to look back at the throng of people and saw that no one seemed to be paying attention to the three of them.

Rodney nipped at John's throat to regain his attention. "My quarters, please. I have the sturdiest bed," he whispered.

"Yes, bed," Evan agreed, "it's your turn now."

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Forever, Henry Morgan + Abe, celebrating Abe's birthday gets more bittersweet every year

Fill:

[thesmallhobbit.livejournal.com]

Henry paused as he considered what to write in Abe’s birthday card. ‘Best wishes,’ didn’t really convey anything. Most of Abe’s friends would write something along the lines of ‘congratulations on reaching the age of most of the items in your shop’, but not Henry, who truly was as old as many of the items. For even though Abe aged a bit each birthday, Henry never would, and the passing years meant their time together was growing ever shorter.

Finally, Henry wrote, ‘My everlasting love,’ and with a smile gave Abe the card. “Happy birthday, may you have many more.”

[squidgiepdx]

Stargate Atlantis, John Sheppard/Rodney McKay, First kiss at a harvest festival

Kind of a fill...?

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

This is from an AU series, but it kind of fits your prompt...?

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15029195

[squidgiepdx]

Stargate Atlantis, Evan Lorne/Other (David Parrish preferred), (Post EatG, still in SF) First kiss during Pride

[squidgiepdx]

Merlin, Arthur Pendragon/Merlin, After the party when Merlin is putting Arthur to bed, an inebriated Arthur kisses Merlin

Fill 200

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

Sometimes Merlin had at the sloe gin, but never a lot, never too much, never enough to make him let his guard down and accidentally reveal his magic or - worse - his feelings for Arthur.

Arthur rarely drank too much, but after a successful hunt with the knights, all were in high spirits, and the wine cellars flowed freely.

Merlin had to stay sober so he could keep everyone else’s glasses full, and so he could wrangle a heavily inebriated Arthur into bed after the party. He managed to get Arthur out of his boots and jacket and into bed and was about to depart with his customary Good night, Sire when Arthur caught him by the collar, hauled him in, and kissed him.

Merlin’s heart stopped.

“Merlin,” Arthur slurred, “why aren’t you kissing me back?”

Merlin disentangled himself from Arthur’s grasp. “If you remember this in the morning and still want me to, I will.”

Arthur sank back against his pillows in response.

When Gawain caught him in the corridor and invited him to an after-party, no nobles, Gwen and other household staff included, Merlin hesitated, but he said yes. Maybe he could drink away the heartbreak before it happened.

[squidgiepdx]

Torchwood, Captain Jack/Ianto Jones, A kiss at the stroke of midnight on New Years Eve

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due South, Benton Fraser/Ray Kowalski, Fraser makes up a holiday as an excuse for both a party and a reason to kiss Ray

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

Sherlock, Sherlock Holmes/John Watson, Sherlock plans a small party for John's birthday because he knows it'll make John happy

Filled: Sherlock/John, Show of Appreciation, Rated: PG, 500 words (minus my note)

[squidgiepdx]

(I rarely write Johnlock, so apologies if this is too OOC)

It had been a wonderful evening, filled with laughter. Friends. And the beer and cider had flown freely, making a celebration that much more colorful. John didn't care that the flat was a bit of a mess as he walked around with a bag, picking up the detritus of a party in a room still warm with friendship, of echoes of laughter still hiding in corners, with promises to warm cooled spirits through years to come. He didn't care that Sherlock sat, unmoving with fingers steepled at his mouth, just his eyes following John around the room and clearly not helping tidy up after the party he'd somehow organized.

What he cared about was the fact that Sherlock had thrown him a birthday party at all.

John walked behind Sherlock, a smile on his face when Sherlock finally moved. He loved watching Sherlock study a subject, and yet somehow didn't get too upset when the subject turned out to be him. Except Sherlock never looked at a criminal, passerby, or witness with the subtle underlying flame of want that was mostly hidden underneath his gaze. No, that was there solely for John.

As John came back around front, he dropped the plastic bag on the floor, careful to not spill the contents, and sat on the edge of Sherlock's chair. Sure, the hard metal of the chair frame against his arse wasn't the most comfortable. But the look Sherlock gave him was worth it. And besides, he was pretty sure one of their arses would be getting attention soon enough, he just wasn't sure which one. Then again, it was his birthday, so rationally it was his choice to make.

Sherlock's eyes searched him as John took Sherlock's chin between his fingers. He watched as two blue-grey eyes let loose the secret of insecurity until he leaned forward close enough for their lips to touch. The kiss was delicate but sufficient to convey how he felt. And hopefully enough to tuck away any insecurity that remained in his partner.

"Was it okay, John?" Sherlock asked, then leaned in for another kiss.

John could not help but smile as a light chuckle came from his chest. "You know, Sherlock, sometimes you can be a bit of a prat."

Sherlock sat up a bit straighter, eyes larger. "What?" he asked. It was clear he was scandalized by John's declaration.

He calmed Sherlock with another kiss, then leaned their foreheads together. "But sometimes you do something like this, and..."

"But was it okay?" Sherlock asked. "You know I'm not the best when it comes to human interactions. But I felt like we should do something more than spend the evening studying post-mortem bruising, or, I don't know, defusing bombs, or-"

"Sherlock?"

John derailed a perfectly beautiful Sherlock rant by grabbing his hand. He pulled it up onto his leg, then felt the long, slender fingers squeeze. The action was mostly chaste, though it lit a passion in Sherlock's eyes.

"Let's go to bed."

[dreamsofspike.livejournal.com]

Good Omens - Aziraphale/Crowley, first time they can go out together publicly, as a couple <3

[dreamsofspike.livejournal.com]

Doctor Who, Ten & Donna - "Can't take you anywhere, can I?"

[dreamsofspike.livejournal.com]

iZombie, Blaine/Peyton - the night of her life

[dreamsofspike.livejournal.com]

Doctor Who - Ten/Jack Harkness, "my kind of party"