Sing-Along-A-Wednesday
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classics_lover back with Wednesday's Theme. Today *is* Wednesday, right? Today's theme is Song Titles. Prompts must be from the titles of songs only. Go through your iTunes or Spotify playlists and pick some prompts :)
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, crowley/Aziraphale, There Must Be An Angle (Playing With My Heart)
+ Tortall, Daine/Numair, Hungry Like the Wolf
+ Any (please no SPN), any +/ any, Wish I Were You
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=Song Titles
classics_lover back with Wednesday's Theme. Today *is* Wednesday, right? Today's theme is Song Titles. Prompts must be from the titles of songs only. Go through your iTunes or Spotify playlists and pick some prompts :)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, crowley/Aziraphale, There Must Be An Angle (Playing With My Heart)
+ Tortall, Daine/Numair, Hungry Like the Wolf
+ Any (please no SPN), any +/ any, Wish I Were You
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=Song Titles
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Date: 2020-05-13 01:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-05-13 08:40 pm (UTC)"Quite," the angel tells him, unperturbed. "I can't have the humans killing their leaders in the name of religion. It just makes God look bad all around."
"That was one of mine," Crowley complains bitterly.
"Oh, I know," Aziraphale tells him placidly. "The gunpowder thing had you all over it. You do like to make things go 'boom'."
"It was a harmless bit of fun," Crowley whines. "Catholic or Protestant, they both honor your diety."
"I had to do something., Crowley. And I think you'll quite like what I've done instead," Aziraphale tells him, warming his hands over a bonfire.
Crowley doesn't understand what he means until a few years later. He knows the annual celebration is the angel's hand- human leaders generally do not like to remind those they oppress of previous attempts to kill them.
But the effigies are nice, the thinks, and eventually "bonfire night" grows to include fireworks too, so he does get his 'boom' after all.
Guy Fawkes day remains his favorite holiday for hundreds of years. Humans are often confused- he supposed he's not generally the type to celebrate the survival of any form of absolute power.
It's the 1970's before he realizes he feels like "Remember, Remember the 5th of November" is a love song.
Aziraphale did this for him. Not to trade for a favor, not to distract him from something else, not to fake him out. The angel did it to make him happy.
Crowley is furious at the manipulation for a couple of years. How dare Aziraphale have the ability to control his emotions so easily! That wasn't part of their agreement.
He tries to confront the damned Angel about it, but Aziraphale is frustratingly obtuse.
"You... engineered Guy Fawkes Day, because I love explosions," he hisses one day when they meet, our of the blue. He can't hold it in any longer.
"Yes, quite," Aziraphale says absently. "Along with the 'rocket's red glare' thing in America, so they would do the fireworks for their patriotic celebrations. It was oddly enough not their idea to celebrate being shot at."
"You... You manipulative little..." he grits out, furious.
"Of course. Isn't that why we're here? To manipulate?" Aziraphale asks him. "More tea?"
Crowley does take more tea, but he has one sip and realizes how ridiculous this is, throwing the tea at the angel before storming out.
It's a month later when he realizes what Aziraphale meant. They were sent to manipulate the humans, not each other.
He feels a bit of an ass, and brings Aziraphale a new bowtie by way of apology. He's sure he ruined the other with the tea.
Aziraphale lets him in without comment. "Last we spoke, I perhaps became a bit... Unduly enraged," he admits.
"I did wonder what had set you off," Aziraphale says blandly. "Tea? It was unlike you to object to something meant for your benefit."
"You were talking about manipulating the humans. But you're also manipulating me!" he whines, taking the teacup.
"I don't think trying to make you happy and manipulating you are precisely the same thing," Aziraphale points out.
"You're altering my emotions for your own benefit!" Crowley insists. "Why?"
"My dear man, I had thought that was obvious," Aziraphale tells him, putting aside his teacup in shock. "I enjoy making you happy, my dear friend."
"I brought you a new bowtie!" Crowley says abruptly, thrusting the box at the angel. Aziraphale's eyes light up, and Crowley entertains the notion that maybe he likes making his angel happy, too.
Not only does the Guy Fawkes song strike him as a love song after that, but the American one too. He smiles like an idiot when he hears either one, or sees a fireworks celebration for a special occasion. He supposed, given that Aziraphale's motivations benefit him as well, he can't be too mad at the angel for playing with his heart.
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Date: 2020-05-13 03:28 pm (UTC)Fill Hawaii Five-0, Steve/Noelani
Date: 2020-05-13 08:24 pm (UTC)Left to his own devices, Steve would not have left his bedroom that morning. Not when, for the first time, Noelani was there beside him, her body warm against his, her skin soft under his palms, her giggles sweet as his lips moved down her neck and he made all the overtures for a morning repeat of last night's activities. He had no interest in moving and neither, it would appear, did she.
Until the moment that her stomach let out an unmistakable gurgle that could mean only one thing.
She moved in a hurry then, rolling away from him and covering her face with her arm. Her blush started somewhere just above her breasts and rose rapidly and he bit his lip to keep back his chuckles. "Oh my god," she muttered, more to herself than to him, he thought, embarrassment clear in every syllable.
"Hey, it's okay." He shifted so that he was close to her again, dropped a kiss to her shoulder. "I mean, we certainly worked up an appetite last night..."
She moved her arm just enough that she could look at him with one eye. "Don't look so smug."
"I'm not being smug, it's just my face. Danny says I have resting smug face. Besides..." He kissed her shoulder again, then nuzzled into her neck. "I happen to know you like my face." Her sigh was nothing short of theatrical, which he thought proved his point. "C'mon," he said then, rolling away from her. "I'll make you pancakes."
She blinked and sat up, watching him pull last night's pants from the floor where she'd tossed them. "Pancakes?"
"Sure. They're not the Wailana, but they're not bad." He leaned down, kissed her, long and lingering and for a moment, he considered skipping pancakes altogether. Then he thought better of it - they did need to keep their strength up after all. "I'll go get started, come down when you're ready." He thought of something then. "Shirts are in the second drawer of the dresser if you want to borrow one."
Her head swung in that direction and she was biting her lip when she looked back at him and he knew he needed to go downstairs immediately, otherwise they'd likely both starve.
He'd made a good start on the pancakes, was getting some fruit ready for a side dish when he heard footsteps coming down the stairs. He didn't turn around immediately, only looking around when her hand rested on the bare skin of his back, just above the waist of his pants. What he saw made his breath catch, because she hadn't picked a new shirt from the drawer; instead she'd taken the one he'd worn the previous night, a shade of blue that looked amazing against her skin, shown off to great effect when she had only a couple of buttons fastened. Her hair was still loose, falling around her shoulders in gentle waves and the expression on her face was almost shy.
Then, after a couple of moments looking at him, it turned into something else.
"Is this okay?" she asked, with a grin that suggested she already knew the answer.
"Yeah," he nodded, curiously lost for words. "You just..." He swallowed and shook his head. He was a grown man, after all, not some tongue tied schoolboy. "You look good in my shirt," is what he settled on, which happened to be simple, but true. It also had the added bonus of making her smile broadly.
"I know."
He laughed at that, pulled her close and kissed her before proving that she looked just as good out of his shirt.
The pancakes were a little late and a little burned but Noelani still seemed to think they were worth waiting for.
Steve knew just what she meant.
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Date: 2020-05-13 05:32 pm (UTC)Fill Prodigal Son
Date: 2020-05-14 04:16 am (UTC)Summary: It has been a long, strange journey to get to this point in their lives but Jessica is glad she finally has Gil in her life.
Find the story here. (https://archiveofourown.org/works/24175462)
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