Martes: 100 Words on... Going camping!

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

Welcome back! I’m sherlockian_syn and today's theme is camping in the great outdoors! Prompts can be anything related to spending time outside - doesn't have to take place during autumn either, you can set your prompt or fill for whenever you'd like. Whether it's camping, going on a hike, or taking a nap in the car during a road trip, characters should be spending extended periods of time outside. And please remember, fills should be in increments of 100 words.

Just a few rules:
No more than five prompts in a row.
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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...
+ Stargate Atlantis, John Sheppard/Rodney McKay, devising a makeshift shelter while stranded offworld
+ Marvel Cinematic Universe, Tony Stark/Stephen Strange, a moment of peace out in the middle of nowhere
+ Hawaii Five-0, Steve McGarrett/Danny Williams, staking out a criminal who's hiding in the wilderness

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[ami-ven.livejournal.com]

Stargate multiverse, any SG team, camping on earth

Fill: Team Sheppard (200)

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

"Rodney, I have not had anything at all. How can I have some more of nothing?"

Teyla folded her arms across her chest, her patience running short with Doctor McKay.

"Sheppard told you to say that, didn't he?" Rodney’s arms fell at his sides in defeat.

“The Sandlot is a fine movie, I’ll have you know.” Sheppard appeared behind Rodney, taking one of the metal sticks and the bag of puffy white squares away from him. “Teyla, Ronon, come witness the fine art of making a s’more.”

Teyla still didn’t comprehend the name, but once she bit into the sandwich made from sweetened crackers, melted chocolate, and toasted marshmallow, she understood what all the fuss was about.

“And this is a common food to eat while camping on Earth?” Teyla asked, her fingers now sticky.

“This,” Rodney began, cracker crumbs spewing forth, “This is the only food you eat while camping.”

Ronon swallowed what was probably his fourth or fifth s’more of the evening. “This is it? No meat? No foraging?”

John squished a golden marshmallow on top of another s’more and handed it to Rodney, his smile fond. “No need, Ronon. I think we brought some hot dogs too.”

[ami-ven.livejournal.com]

Harry Potter, Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley + Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley (or all gen), teaching the Weasleys about muggle camping

[vanillafluffy.livejournal.com]

MCU, Bucky Barnes, There's a big difference between camping with tents and gear and stuff and living off the land

[vanillafluffy.livejournal.com]

MCU, Tony Stark, Inventing a tent that will pitch itself

[vanillafluffy.livejournal.com]

Sherlock, Mycroft Holmes, "It's not the end of the world, but you can see it from here."

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

MI-5|Spooks, Adam Carter + Wes Carter (and any others), teaching Wes how to roast marshmallows properly

Fill:

[thesmallhobbit.livejournal.com]

“Take your time, skewer the marshmallow properly onto the stick so it doesn’t fall into the fire,” Adam said.

Wes glared at the smoking marshmallow in the middle of the fire. He held his next attempt over the flames.

“Remember you need to keep turning it, or it will be black on one side and uncooked on the other.”

Wes pulled the half-charred marshmallow off the stick and threw it into the fire.
“Don’t worry, there’s plenty more,” Adam said. “Or there would be if someone didn’t keep eating them directly from the bag.”

Lucas shrugged his shoulders and grinned.

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

BBC Sherlock, Sherlock Holmes +/ any, sharing a tent

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

Stargate Multiverse, any, vital camping supplies

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Lucifer, Lucifer Morningstar+/Chloe Decker(+Trixie Decker), "You want me to leave L.A. and Lux for a pup tent in the middle of nowhere?"

[cozy-coffee.livejournal.com]

Venom, venom & Eddie, S'mores

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

Stargate Atlantis, John Sheppard/Rodney McKay, devising a makeshift shelter while stranded offworld

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

Marvel Cinematic Universe, Tony Stark/Stephen Strange, a moment of peace out in the middle of nowhere

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

Hawaii Five-0, Steve McGarrett/Danny Williams, staking out a criminal who's hiding in the wilderness

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

Sherlock/Any, Sherlock Holmes +/ any, freezing temperatures are a great excuse to share body heat

Fill: Sherlock/Stargate Atlantis, Sherlock Holmes/John Sheppard (300)

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Sherlock was pouting. And shivering.

“Makes no sense,” he muttered, his breath coming in white puffs.

“Like sending the cab off?” John suggested, shoulders hunched against the cold.

They were trudging down the road, hoping for a passing car that might give them a ride to town before they both got hypothermia. Or worse.

Sherlock only grumbled in reply to John’s implied criticism. Admittedly, Sherlock wasn’t often out-thought by the people he was hunting. At least not in John’s limited experience. Which meant their quarry was smarter than they’d considered.

“So where does he go, now that he knows you’re on to him?” John asked. The best way to distract Sherlock from the cold was to get his brain working.

“How am I supposed to know?” Sherlock snapped. “This bloody cold is freezing all my neural pathways! I’m losing valuable IQ points by the moment and we’ll never –”

Afterwards, John wasn’t sure why he did it. Sure, the thought had been on his mind more and more, but walking down a snow-covered road in the middle of the night in a place with the unlikely name of Badger’s Drift wasn’t exactly the ambience he’d been going for.

John’s lips were so numb he almost couldn’t even feel that first kiss. He was nothing if not persistent, though, and Sherlock had a well-known competitive streak, so by the time that tongues became heavily involved John was feeling pretty well thawed out. Sherlock kissed with the same attention to detail that made him such a good detective.

His gloved hand on the back of John’s neck was unexpectedly exhilarating.

“Yes, of course!” Sherlock exclaimed. “Come along, Sheppard. He’s getting away.”

He gave John a heated look before getting underway again. John followed, licking his lips and feeling just a little smug.

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

Any, any, taking someone camping for the first time

Fill 200: MCU, ensemble

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

“You’ve never been camping before? Ever?” Tony stared.

“Have you?” Clint asked.

Peter shrugged. “I’m from Queens. Camping isn’t a thing in Queens. Aunt May doesn’t like being outdoors.”

“We have to remedy this immediately. Jarvis, get top of the line camping gear for Peter ordered pronto. Where’s my camping gear?” Tony spun around.

Thor said, “All you need for camping is a good blade and a drinking horn.”

Peter looked alarmed. “Mister Stark -”

“Maybe a magnifying glass to help with starting a fire, if you don’t have a flint striker,” Natasha said.

“And a tent, right?” Peter asked.

Bucky shook his head. “Tents are dead weight.”

Peter turned pleading eyes on Stephen. “Doctor Strange, will I at least get a sleeping bag?”

“No. We will teach you to camp properly,” Thor said.

“As long as his blade is big enough to split wood and to dig a latrine, he should only need one. A machete is preferable,” Steve said.

“Of course not. Sleeping bags are for the weak,” Stephen said. And then he leaned in and whispered, “It’ll be okay. Stick with me. I have portal magic.”

Peter nodded. Then he smiled brightly and said, “All right. I’m in.”

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Stargate Multiverse, Any,

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor, lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling, so kiss me
(Cranberries)

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Stargate Atlantis, Ronon Dex (+/ any), rock climbing

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Marvel Cinematic Universe, Any, in the jungle searching for treasure a la Indiana Jones

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Any, Any, raking leaves in fall

Fill: Forever, Henry + Abe Morgan

[thesmallhobbit.livejournal.com]

“I remember when raking leaves used to be my job,” Abe said. “Mum would pay me a quarter per bucketful.”

“I thought I paid you a quarter,” Henry replied. “Wait a minute, did you manage to get money out of both of us?”

Abe shrugged. “Maybe!”

“I’ve a good mind to demand you repay me,” Henry muttered.

“Would you settle for a cup of coffee instead?”

“Do I have any choice?”

“Not really.”

A few minutes later, Henry heard Jo’s voice. “I’ve brought you your coffee. Abe said you were out here. I do like seeing a man work.”

“Hmph!”

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Hawaii Five-0, Steve McGarrett/Danny Williams, camping vs glamping

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Any, any m/m, spending the day at the pumpkin farm

Fill 400: At Eighteen/Top Management, Oh Je/Yeon Woo

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

More than one person had cooed at Oh Dong and said, “He’s so handsome, just like his father.”

“He’s my baby brother,” Oh Je said for the hundredth time, patting the baby’s head gently. Oh Dong was happy bouncing against Oh Je’s back in his baby carrier as they walked the rows of the pumpkin patch at Yeon Woo’s grandparents’ farm.

More than one person had also said to Yeon Woo, “You look just that actor from that idol group. I mean, obviously you’re not him, because he doesn’t have a mole on his face, but the resemblance is uncanny.”

And Yeon Woo, without an ounce of shame, would bow and say, “Thank you. I am very flattered. Would you like to buy a pumpkin?”

“Wow,” Oh Je said after another giggling girl walked away with a pumpkin. “You weren’t kidding when you said your fans had literally never seen you without makeup on.”

Yeon Woo smirked. “I told you going out all covered up was asking for trouble. Being completely bare-faced is the trick to having time to myself. With my boyfriend and his cute baby brother.” He leaned in and angled his head so his straw hat shielded both of them from view, and he kissed Oh Je softly on the mouth. “Now come on. Back to work.”

Oh Je, blushing, nodded and went back to harvesting miniature pumpkins.

Yeon Woo’s grandparents had a nice set up at their farm. People could pick their own pumpkins. Children could get their faces painted and paint miniature pumpkins of their own, and Yeon Woo’s grandfather let children ride his old donkey around a back corner of the pumpkin patch. Yeon Woo’s grandmother sold an assortment of pumpkin-flavored pastries - Yeon Woo had taught them how to capitalize on the popularity of Harry Potter - and also home brewed butterbeer.

At the end of the day, as the sun was going down, Oh Je and Yeon Woo sat together on the tailgate of Yeon Woo’s grandfather’s truck, sipping hot tea and watching the sky change colors. They would camp out in the pumpkin patch overnight and then have breakfast with the rest of the family before they headed back into the city.

“When you said you wanted to get away from the city for a day, I hadn’t imagined it was for this,” Oh Je said.

Yeon Woo shrugged. “Well, after I came out, my parents were angry, but my grandparents were surprisingly okay with it. I wanted you to meet them.”

“Your grandparents are wonderful people,” Oh Je said. He smiled and kissed Yeon Woo on the cheek. “So, how about some pumpkin pie? After our hard work all day.”

Yeon Woo smiled. “Sounds delicious. Then we can give Oh Dong to my grandma and we can have the rest of the night to ourselves.”

Oh Je smiled back at him, and they held hands as the sun slipped below the horizon. Winter was coming, but they would keep each other warm.

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

any/any, mosquitoes in the tent

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

Angel the series, Connor, Faith Lehane, I can't believe you like being out in the woods

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

Angel the series, Connor + any, being excited to be in a real forest, it reminds him of home in Quor-Toth

Fill: Forestlife

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Dawn watched in delight as Connor bounced along the forest trail, disappearing into the woods sometimes and reappearing, sometimes holding berries, once holding some nuts, and - oh god, did he have a skunk?

"That's a skunk!" she shrieked. "Throw it away throw it away!"

Connor gave her a funny look and kept petting the skunk. "I thought it was dinner?"

"No!" Dawn wailed. "That's not dinner, that's stinky! And it's going to blow! Turn it loose! Punt it into the woods!"

With an aggravated sigh, Connor set the skunk down and bounced off again. Dawn hurried to catch up to him, grabbing him by the shirt before he darted out of sight. "What do you think you're doing?"

"Foraging."

"Not for skunks!"

He rolled his eyes and Dawn knew now why Angel wanted to thump him so often. "Fine, no more skunks."

They walked together for a bit, Dawn not letting go of the hem of his shirt. It made a decent leash. "So," she said. Thoughtfully.

"Hmm?" Connor glanced sidelong at her.

"You seem...happy here."

That scary grin split his face. "It reminds me of Quor-Toth."

Dawn nearly let go of his shirt, her face turning white. "Wh-wha-what..."

"Except." Connor pried her hand free of his shirt and wrapped his fingers around hers. "There aren't any slukhs."

She felt her mouth slew sideways. "Just wait. Maybe you'll find a bear."

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

any/any, toasting marshmallows 'I like to set mine on fire.'

Fill: Hawaii Five-0, McDanno

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

“Danny, what on Earth are you doing?”

Steve watched, mouth agape, as Danny lifted his marshmallow away from the bonfire - although it looked more like a gooey lump of charcoal now.

Danny blew out the remaining flames and carefully picked the blackened mess off of his roasting stick, before ungracefully shoving the whole thing into his mouth. It was only then that he noticed Steve staring at him.

“What?” Danny asked innocently, “I like to set mine on fire.”

Steve rolled his eyes and chuckled. “Looks like it’ll be my job to teach Grace how to actually roast a marshmallow.”