One Word Wednesday!
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comment_ficMerry Wednesday, my dear Lock-Inians! Today's theme is an old favourite, One Word Prompts! Prompts must be one word in length only, fills can be as long or as short as you like :) Have fun!
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 above mentioned spoiler cut.
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...
+ Good Omens, Aziraphale/Crowley, grooming
+ Star Trek (any tv), ensemble, Shenanigans
+ DuckTales (2017), Scrooge McDuck & Huey Duck, Odd
We are now using 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 2020 collection. See further notes on this new option here.
Not feeling any of today’s prompts? Check out the just created Lonely Prompts Spreadsheet. For more recent prompts to write, you can also use LJ’s advanced search options to limit keyword results to only comments in this community.
While the Lonely Prompts Spreadsheet and LJ's advanced search options are available, bookmarking the links of prompts you like might work better for searching for in the future.
Theme=1 Word
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 above mentioned spoiler cut.
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...
+ Good Omens, Aziraphale/Crowley, grooming
+ Star Trek (any tv), ensemble, Shenanigans
+ DuckTales (2017), Scrooge McDuck & Huey Duck, Odd
We are now using 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 2020 collection. See further notes on this new option here.
Not feeling any of today’s prompts? Check out the just created Lonely Prompts Spreadsheet. For more recent prompts to write, you can also use LJ’s advanced search options to limit keyword results to only comments in this community.
While the Lonely Prompts Spreadsheet and LJ's advanced search options are available, bookmarking the links of prompts you like might work better for searching for in the future.
Theme=1 Word
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Date: 2020-05-06 10:37 pm (UTC)IT, Richie Tozier/Ben Hanscom
Date: 2020-05-07 02:51 pm (UTC)There had been something brewing between them lately, something neither one of them could name, but something they had both wanted to explore. So one night after the rest of the Losers all went home and they were the last ones biking, Richie had asked Ben if he wanted to see a movie with him, the words having rushed out of him and jumbling together. He didn't know why he felt so nervous. It was Ben and Ben was one of his best friends. He had had crushes before, but this one felt different.
So here they now sat in the back corner of the theater where no one could see them. It was Derry and they had to be careful, so they chose a spot away from everyone else.
The popcorn was moved, placed on the empty seat next to Ben. Then slowly, Ben's hand found his, intertwining their fingers together. Richie felt panicked at first and took a deep breath to calm himself. The theater was dark and no one would see their hands unless they got up and walked to the back, but he still was on high alert, ready to yank away from Ben at the first sign of movement.
He began to relax after awhile and leaned closer to Ben, resting his head on Ben's shoulder. He felt a soft kiss pressed to his head and smiled, his heart fluttering in his chest. It felt nice, being so close to him and he began to forget about where they were at until the movie ended and the lights came up and he reluctantly pulled away from Ben, immediately missing his warmth.
They left the theater, neither of them talking as they got their bikes. The had started to set while they were still in the movie, only a soft glow covering the town now. They biked their way back to Richie's, but on the way, Richie noticed Ben slowing down and then stopping.
He turned to face him. "Ben?"
"Do you have to be home yet?"
Richie shook his head and Ben turned, taking off in a different direction. Richie followed and Ben led him to the woods. They dismounted and started walking along one of the trails, a safe distance between them, even though it was only them and the trees.
The light had died off completely and finally, they stopped walking, Ben turning towards Richie. "I had fun tonight."
"Yeah, me too," Richie said, stepping closer to Ben. His eyes were slowly adjusting to the darkness and he was able to just make out how nervous Ben looked. "Maybe we could do it again sometime? Just you and me?"
There was a soft smile on Ben's face and he nodded. "Yeah, I would like that."
Ben took a deep breath before stepping closer to Richie. Richie stood still, feeling his heart begin to race. There wasn't much space between them now. Ben reached out to cup Richie's face and then he was leaning in, pressing his lips to Richie's in a soft kiss. It was a quick one, Ben pulling away far too soon and Richie immediately chased after his lips, pulling him back in.
They didn't pull away from each other as the kiss ended, resting their foreheads against each other and holding each other tight. There was something that felt so right about kissing Ben and Richie couldn't help but to smile and kiss Ben again.
"Be my boyfriend?" Richie asked.
"Yes," Ben breathed out and then they were kissing again.
He got home just after midnight that night, unable to stop smiling as he quietly closed the door and leaned against it. His mother was waiting up for him, disappointment evident in her face, but at the sight of his smile, she just sent him to bed, promising him a talk in the morning. Richie ran up to his room, feeling happy and jumped onto his bed, not even bothering to change into his pajamas.
He had a boyfriend, and not just any boyfriend, but he had Ben. Sweet and caring, Ben. As he drifted off to sleep, he couldn't found himself thinking how he couldn't wait for the next date.
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Date: 2020-05-06 11:04 pm (UTC)Fill: Hannibal, Hannibal/Will
Date: 2023-01-12 12:53 am (UTC)His clothes are methodically removed. His glasses first, so they do not snare on his shirt. His belt, shoes and socks follow after, each one placed neatly on the dresser. His jeans are tugged down his legs, and Will weakly pleads for the hands undressing him to stop, yet they do not cease their task until he lays naked on a bed he has never been on before.
Something snug ensnares his wrists and ankles, trapping him at the mercy of the person lurking in the hazy murkiness of his dizzy vision.
He's sweating, shaking. His mind a spiderweb of hazy, jumbled thoughts. Is this real? A dream or a nightmare, a delusion, or a hallucination. His head is throbbing so brutal it feels like he is being turned inside out, as the ache in his lower stomach makes him gag.
Will tries to reach out to the shadow that stands hovering over him, desperate for help, but his arms are bound, and the shadow remains standing still. Watching him with dangerous eyes along with a sinister smile that makes him weakly call aloud for help, yet he doesn't make a sound. His throat is too dry. Bound to the bed, he is as helpless as a lamb ensnared in a lion's grip.
Hands touch him between his legs, fingers moving in and out of him, and he gasps, feeling like he can't breathe. His limbs will not move, no matter how much he tries to struggle. He is weak, the taste of tea still in his mouth. Herbs, strange to the taste of his tongue. A few sips, and then his world began to darken.
His head rolls from side to side as the hands carry on touching him inappropriately, down between his spread legs where he has never been touched before, his legs held open by white ropes. He tries once again to beg for help, his chapped lips parting as he breathes in unsteady breaths. The hands disappeared suddenly, granting him a moment of mercy, before a burning, bone aching pain radiates between his legs as he is penetrated by the shadow.
The shadow hovers over him, thrusting into him, every movement seeding fire through his body, and he tries to scream and plead for help, but whatever was in his tea keeps him drugged, whimpering so softly only the shadow hears him, “Please, stop.”
The shadow tugs on his cock, encouraging him to come. Will huffs, feeling like he is choking as one hand wraps around his throat to pin him down. The thrusts pick up, ripping him open until he feels warm blood seeping out of his hole. The shadow whispers “Come, my dear boy,” squeezing his manhood, and Will feels his stomach coil as he was quivering, his shaggy hair a complete wild mess as he shakes uncontrollably.
The shadow smiles at him with such a devilish grin that Will's heart races, trying to outrun his breath as he is gasping. He comes, against his will, and surrenders to the darkness. He blacks out as the shadow, almost angelically, kisses his forehead softly.
♥ END ♥
Re: Fill: Hannibal, Hannibal/Will
Date: 2023-01-15 09:11 am (UTC)Thanks (? is that appropriate? 6^^;; ) for the fill.
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