Wednesday: No Dialogue
Oct. 22nd, 2019 08:50 pmHappy Wednesday!
4bdnsn0wflake here again, bringing you a new theme.
Today’s theme is No Dialogue.
Prompts can be whatever you desire, but fills should contain no dialogue.
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.
No spoilers in prompts for a month after airing, or use the spoiler cut option found here.
If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space, or use the spoiler cut.
If there are possible triggers in your story, please warn for them in the subject line!
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...
+ Harry Potter, Ginny Weasley+Ron Weasley, I love you
+ MCU, ensemble, outnumbered
+ Gundam Wing, any character(s), you don’t have to say it
+ Lucifer, any character(s), worst nightmare
We use AO3 to bookmark filled prompts. If you fill a prompt and post it to AO3 please add it to the Bite Sized Bits of Fic from 2019 collection. See further notes on this new option here.
Not feeling any of today’s prompts? Check out Lonely Prompts Spreadsheet 1 (not very current), Lonely Prompts Spreadsheet 2, or the Calendar Archives, or for more recent prompts, you can use LJ's advanced search options to find prompts to request and/or fill.
While the Lonely Prompts Spreadsheets and LJ's advanced search options are available, bookmarking the links of prompts you like might work better for searching for in the future.
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Today’s theme is No Dialogue.
Prompts can be whatever you desire, but fills should contain no dialogue.
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.
No spoilers in prompts for a month after airing, or use the spoiler cut option found here.
If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space, or use the spoiler cut.
If there are possible triggers in your story, please warn for them in the subject line!
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...
+ Harry Potter, Ginny Weasley+Ron Weasley, I love you
+ MCU, ensemble, outnumbered
+ Gundam Wing, any character(s), you don’t have to say it
+ Lucifer, any character(s), worst nightmare
We use AO3 to bookmark filled prompts. If you fill a prompt and post it to AO3 please add it to the Bite Sized Bits of Fic from 2019 collection. See further notes on this new option here.
Not feeling any of today’s prompts? Check out Lonely Prompts Spreadsheet 1 (not very current), Lonely Prompts Spreadsheet 2, or the Calendar Archives, or for more recent prompts, you can use LJ's advanced search options to find prompts to request and/or fill.
While the Lonely Prompts Spreadsheets and LJ's advanced search options are available, bookmarking the links of prompts you like might work better for searching for in the future.
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Date: 2019-10-23 01:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-10-23 01:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-10-23 01:52 am (UTC)Fill: Gundam Wing - Trowa Barton/Quatre Winner - Speak Softly, Love
Date: 2019-10-25 07:25 am (UTC)Permission denied.
The words weren't needed, at least not in this moment.
He could see the mix of emotions in Trowa's eyes, just as the love was written on his face.
RE: Fill: Gundam Wing - Trowa Barton/Quatre Winner - Speak Softly, Love
Date: 2019-10-26 12:03 am (UTC)Thank you!
Re: Fill: Gundam Wing - Trowa Barton/Quatre Winner - Speak Softly, Love
Date: 2019-10-26 03:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-10-23 01:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-10-23 02:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-10-23 02:52 am (UTC)Fill!
Date: 2019-10-23 10:25 pm (UTC)Disclaimer -- Maggie Stiefvater owns them, not I.
Rating -- teen
Word Count -- 434
Warning -- none
Summary -- The Cabeswater likes playing its little jokes on them.
Find it here (https://archiveofourown.org/works/21151700)
Re: Fill!
Date: 2019-10-24 12:01 am (UTC)Re: Fill!
Date: 2019-10-24 02:12 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2019-10-23 03:22 am (UTC)Fill - "That Fight Thing"
Date: 2019-10-24 12:23 am (UTC)They postured and threatened - nothing Buffy hadn't heard before. She rolled her eyes and made a puppet mouth with one of her hands. It was, after all, only a few vampires - four? Aww no, there was a fifth one. So before they could really set themselves up, Buffy took the fight to them. She kicked one in the jaw, spinning him away from the rest. Spinning, she elbowed another in the throat. The third disappeared in a cloud of dust, revealing a great big hunk of a vampire who gave Buffy a quirky smile.
Buffy grinned back. She rolled over the top of a crypt, landing next to Angel. He slapped another stake in her free hand.
The gang of vampires - down by two - posed again. Buffy and Angel exchanged a glance. Together, they charged, dusting two vampires. The last vamp's yellow eyes widened in shock - in fear - and he turned to run. Buffy flipped the last stake in her left hand to her right. She threw the stake like a knife, sinking it deep into the back of the vampire. He screeched something about not being fair before he exploded.
Angel reached out his hand. Buffy grinned. Okay, maybe she had a little bit more time before she needed to get to those tests.
Re: Fill - "That Fight Thing"
Date: 2019-10-24 02:11 am (UTC)Re: Fill - "That Fight Thing"
Date: 2019-10-25 01:36 am (UTC)...it was hard not letting Buffy quip.
Re: Fill - "That Fight Thing"
Date: 2019-10-25 01:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-10-23 03:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-10-23 03:24 am (UTC)Fill -- For the Birds
Date: 2019-10-23 08:58 am (UTC)Malcolm’s night terrors are bad enough when he isn’t running a temp of 103--now he’s practically hallucinating--which makes it harder to focus on the evidence. The maitre d’ of a swanky Caribbean-inspired club called Kokomo was found by the cleaning crew when they came in the next morning, and he’d spent six increasingly miserable hours chasing down potential witnesses and suspects. Now he’s trying to remember what the witnesses told him, in between trying to hack up a lung and having very strange dreams about birds.
Why birds? it occurs to him to wonder. In the beginning, they’re common New York pigeons, feathered rats as most of the locals call them. They surrounding a playground, swooping down to peck at a cluster of young girls playing on the swings. A man tries to step in, to shoo away the birds--who turn on him, tearing him apart like miniature vultures.
Birds have never been a feature of his other nightmares--what is his subconscious mind trying to tell him? Why can’t it just text him?
When his eyes close again, he’s on a tropical beach, watching as a half-dozen or so pretty girls in bikinis are listening to reggae and laughing--until brightly-colored birds descend from the palm trees and attack them. Once again, a man steps in and is swiftly killed by the ravenous avians.
Malcolm’s eyes are gritty when he awakens. He’s wheezing like he’s just sprinted a mile. Pushing himself upright in bed, he realizes he didn’t secure himself. Well, he’s still in bed and the loft is still in one piece, so it could be worse. That’s still not good, though.
He hauls himself over to the refrigerator and pours himself a glass of ice water. So good…he presses the chilled glass across his forehead, rolls it against his fevered cheeks. Maybe not as fevered as he was last night…he thinks of the nightmares and shakes his head. Weird, the shit the subconscious churns up when you’re out of your mind….
Picking up his phone to check for messages from Gil--who probably wonders where he is, since it’s…good grief, four in the afternoon? And it’s Thursday? His last clear memory is of Tuesday--he discovers two things.
First, his subconscious took a request, for once. He’s texted himself a message that says: The bartender in the Jimmy Buffet tee shirt did it. The maitre-d’ was trying to stop him harassing the bar girls and it got out of hand. Talk to Shireese again. Malcolm blinks. The server had had bruises on her upper arms, like someone had grabbed her and shaken her. She and the other servers made no secret that the bartender annoyed them, but it hadn’t dawned on him in his condition that that night be a motive for murder. It probably hadn’t been premeditated--even so, that’s no excuse.
Multiple texts from Gil, wanting to know where he is, how he is, and an hour ago, a message saying, We got the guy. It was that Parrothead bartender, Noah. He was roughing up one of the girls, the vic called him on it, one thing led to another. Shireese was there for the whole thing. She came clean as soon as we let her know she wasn’t in trouble. Don’t worry about anything, take as long as you need. Feel better.
Oh, good. He got the right answer, now he can go back to bed. Malcolm takes a quick tepid shower, drinks some more water and crawls back between the covers. This time, the predatory birds are quiet.
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Re: Fill -- For the Birds
Date: 2019-10-23 05:17 pm (UTC)Re: Fill -- For the Birds
Date: 2019-10-23 07:31 pm (UTC)Re: Fill -- For the Birds
Date: 2019-10-23 09:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-10-23 05:42 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2019-10-23 10:54 am (UTC)Fill -- Mad Max: Fury Road
Date: 2019-10-23 08:00 pm (UTC)He’s said those words before…but everyone he’s ever said them to is dead now. Deep down, he’s convinced that for him to say ‘I love you’ curses his beloved, so he won’t--can’t say it.
So instead of saying it aloud, he does his best to show it. He upholds her authority--any disagreement he has with her, he brings up in private. He’s sensitive to her moods--there are times when a hug or a cuddle is the last thing she wants--and he’s as gentle as he knows how to be when she’s receptive.
When he goes scavenging, he finds treasures to bring back to the Citadel: toys for the nursery, books for the school the Vuvalini have helped set up, bits of jewelry for the wives. They aren’t his wives, of course, but they like the shine and sparkle--in the old world, these trinkets would have could him a year’s salary, now they’re scattered around for anyone to pick up--it pleases him to give them presents in return for everything they’ve given him.
Furiosa, though, is the no-frills type. Glitter and sparkle catch the desert sunlight and draw the wrong kind of attention. For her, he procures something useful, a multi-purpose tool that slices and crimps, that works as pliers and a wrench and a screwdriver. Her delighted smile and the quick hug she gives him makes it clear that she’s gotten the message.
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Re: Fill -- Mad Max: Fury Road
Date: 2019-10-23 10:23 pm (UTC)Re: Fill -- Mad Max: Fury Road
Date: 2019-10-26 07:19 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2019-10-24 12:05 am (UTC)Fill
Date: 2019-10-24 04:38 am (UTC)Disclaimer - Not mine.
Rating - teen
Summary - Gil is worried about Malcolm but, when isn’t he?
You can find it here (https://archiveofourown.org/works/21155993)
Re: Fill
Date: 2019-10-24 05:10 am (UTC)Re: Fill
Date: 2019-10-24 01:00 pm (UTC)no subject
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