Thursday: Characters of Colour
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with_rainfall and today's theme is characters of colour. Prompts and fills can be anything you want as long as they prominently feature a character or characters of colour. Go ahead and racebend canonically white characters (and headcanon characters left ambiguous) from Western fandoms if that’s your jam, but just a reminder to also spotlight the awesome characters of colour that already grace our screens and pages.
Your prompts/fills can also include white characters, as long as character(a) of colour are still prominently featured.
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...
+ Emelan, Daja Kisubo (& any), just another diamond day (Vashti Bunyan)
+ any, any, but beauty here is cold as ice (Nick Drake)
+ Tortall, Kaddar Iliniat/Kalasin of Conte, like a bridge over troubled water
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 2021 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.
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with_rainfall and today's theme is characters of colour. Prompts and fills can be anything you want as long as they prominently feature a character or characters of colour. Go ahead and racebend canonically white characters (and headcanon characters left ambiguous) from Western fandoms if that’s your jam, but just a reminder to also spotlight the awesome characters of colour that already grace our screens and pages. Your prompts/fills can also include white characters, as long as character(a) of colour are still prominently featured.
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...
+ Emelan, Daja Kisubo (& any), just another diamond day (Vashti Bunyan)
+ any, any, but beauty here is cold as ice (Nick Drake)
+ Tortall, Kaddar Iliniat/Kalasin of Conte, like a bridge over troubled water
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 2021 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.
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Date: 2021-05-13 08:53 pm (UTC)Fill 1/2: Astro Abhorsen-ish AU, Dongmin + OFCs
Date: 2021-05-15 04:41 am (UTC)“Elder Mari will try to See before we send anyone out to investigate in person,” Sera said.
That was what the bowl of water was for. A mirror surface for emergency scrying.
Where Dongmin wasn’t a very strong Seer, he wouldn’t be called upon to help with scrying. He was the Librarian, and he was good at his job. The library was one of the most comfortable places in the Glass Fortress, because the books and scrolls and manuscripts had to be kept at a steady temperature and humidity to preserve them. He rarely had to venture into the freezing cold of the mountain top upon which the Glass Fortress was located, because what business did a Librarian have with the outside world?
“I hope all is well,” Dongmin said, but Sera probably didn’t hear him, already hurrying down the hall to Elder Mari’s study.
Dongmin had felt it -- everyone in the fortress had -- when the wards were breached, but where no alarm had sounded, perhaps it was just a very large wolf or bear who’d wandered too close to the fortress in search of food. By all reports, this winter was particularly vicious.
Dongmin turned to head back into the library, some cleaning rags in a basket over his arm, when someone shouted.
“Librarian! Bring the Portrait Book!”
Dongmin dropped the basket, shot across the library, scooped up the heavy tome with the hand-stitched spine, that Myungjun faithfully updated every month, and then dashed toward Elder Mari’s study.
Only Ria grabbed his arm and dragged him to the massive double doors at the end of the main corridor.
Dongmin barely had a chance to get a paper talisman out of his sleeve and whistle the spell that corresponded with the letters on it to get some magic warmth.
There, just inside the border of the perimeter wards, was a life-size ice sculpture of a man. He was holding a sword in one hand and a giant bell in the other. He was dressed as a warrior in some kind of light, flexible armor over a white combat-style hanbok.
No, it wasn’t a sculpture. It was a frozen man. A corpse? Had he flash-frozen, somehow? Dongmin came up short, horrified.
But Yeoreum and Bomi, the twins, stood side-by-side, gazing at him with eyes that saw too much.
One of them said, “It is the Lion Herald.”
The other said, “The Lion Herald is dead.”
“Which is it?” Ria demanded.
“It is both,” Elder Mari said, gliding across the hard-packed snow in her deep red robes, pushing back her hood. “The portrait book?”
Dongmin flipped it open and skimmed through it till he found a series of portraits of people in the white robes of mourning. Or the Lion Heralds. He turned to the latest one, of a woman with high, sharp cheekbones and a severe brow but a full mouth, then held it out to Elder Mari.
Elder Mari held it up -- beside the frozen man’s face. Looking for a family resemblance.
“It is Minah’s son,” she said.
And Dongmin realized. The man wasn’t dead -- but he was walking in death, his body and surroundings frozen over as his soul roamed the realms of the dead. The man was a necromancer. And he’d come to the Glass Fortress before he entered death.
The man had inherited his mother’s beauty. He could have been a sculpture, for how perfectly-formed he was.
Dongmin wished he could have a closer look -- surely no one would notice, what with him being a male and all, unlike the rest of the Mirror Shamans who took male visitors as casual lovers to continue the bloodline of seers -- but came up short.
Because the man, the new Lion Herald, had cast a circle of protection around himself before entering death.
“We must wait till he has finished his Walk,” Elder Mari said. She thrust the book back at Dongmin, which was a dismissal, so he bowed and backed away.
But not without looking over his shoulder at the frozen man one last time.
Fill 2/2: Astro Abhorsen-ish AU, Dongmin + OFCs
Date: 2021-05-15 04:43 am (UTC)Dongmin frowned, annoyed -- and then saw that her gaze was blank, fixed on the mirror behind him, one of many that lined the fortress’s walls.
“Go with him,” she said. “When the time comes. Leave this place.”
She was talking to Dongmin, but she wasn’t here, wasn’t in this time. She was seeing something, a glimpse of the future.
Dongmin didn’t know what she meant, and he didn’t want to find out.
It wasn’t until several hours later, when he heard the excited chatter from some of the others, that he did find out.
“He’s so handsome,” Yura said, eyes bright, gaze very much present and focused on the now. “Think he’ll spend the night with one of us before he goes?”
“He still hasn’t woken up yet,” Hyerin scolded lightly, but she sounded just as curious and eager.
Dongmin wondered how handsome the man was, when he wasn’t frosted over. He continued scrubbing the empty ink wells in the copy room, determined to finish before supper.
But Yeoreum appeared at his elbow, as silent as a shadow, Bomi beside her.
“Librarian,” she said, “the Lion Herald wishes to see you.”
“Me? Why?”
“He wants you to go with him.”
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Date: 2021-05-13 09:15 pm (UTC)Fill: Jasmine/Nani
Date: 2021-05-30 03:01 pm (UTC)The chapter drew to a halt, leaving more questions than it answered. Reaching for the page, she hurriedly flipped it over.
The snap was like a bolt of lightning suddenly bursting forth from a clear sky.
Jasmine's shoulders shook, her head shooting upwards. The book fell with a dull thump against her chest, its spine pointed upwards.
For a moment, all Jasmine could do was stare and consider what wasn't in front of her. To say her father had been hesitant to come on this trip was an understatement. All her pestering and pleas had been met with his own miles long list of excuses and anxieties. There was work to consider. However could his company run without him? Or what if they went somewhere dangerous? He had insisted that muggers were anywhere and everywhere. If not them, then something far worse. Escaped murderers were one thing, but he'd been just as adamant about the possibility of coming across bears and lions.
Jasmine blinked. Whoever this was, she certainly didn't look dangerous. Judging by her height, she couldn't have been a day over seven, if that.
"Excuse me?" Jasmine asked. She readjusted how she was sitting, pushing her back up until she was seated cross-legged across her beach towel. Picking up her book, she placed it at her side without ever looking towards the cover.
It was only when the little girl pulled a disposable camera away from her face that Jasmine got her first good look at her. There was a purple smudge on her chin - paint, perhaps, or maybe the remains of breakfast. It was hard to imagine someone already have eaten by now. The sun still wasn't very high, the temperature only a fraction of what the weatherman had promised for the day. The beach had been deserted when Jasmine had settled onto the sea front a short time earlier.
"Hello?"
The girl was too busy looking at a piece of photo paper that had had been spit from the camera's bottom. Had she not heard her?
"Lilo!"
Jasmine turned. So far, it was looking like she, the girl, and another woman quickly racing towards them were the only people on the beach. Yet with the way things were going, it wouldn't surprise her if the shores were swarming with people within the hour.
"Lilo, I've been looking everywhere for you!" The woman slid to a stop, sending a small wave of sand flying at the sides of her feet. She was panting, her hands on her hips. A cloth bag was held up against one shoulder.
Up close, there was a distinct resemblance between the two. Matching noses and those same deep eyes - really the only big difference between them was their expressions. Though she had far fewer wrinkles decorating her forehead, Jasmine could recognize the look the woman was wearing anywhere. The girl was holding the camera close, her shoulders slumped. Forget lions and bears, all Jasmine seemed to have come across was a disciplined puppy.
"What is that?" She pointed her finger towards the camera. It was only then that she looked towards Jasmine. Up until then, it was as if she hadn't seemed to exist to her at all. "You know what I said about taking pictures."
"But Nani!"
As if part of a magician's trick, Jasmine disappeared again. The scene playing before her was like something out of a book. All she could do was watch the rest of the story unfold.
RE: Fill: Jasmine/Nani
Date: 2021-05-30 03:02 pm (UTC)"We've been over this a million times. You can't just sneak up on people and take pictures of them."
The girl - Lilo - clutched her camera tighter. "But I love them!"
She rubbed her forehead. That expression was just as familiar to Jasmine, as she too had seen it etched many times across her own father's face. "How many times do I have to explain this?"
"May I see it?"
As much as she'd wanted a break, a trip where her only responsibility was to mail a few postcards to her friends, staying silent was hardly Jasmine's style. And when she had a question, why bother leaving it unanswered?
Nani blinked, looking back to her. She was, Jasmine quickly noted, quite pretty. It was the sort of thing she couldn't help but recognize, and once she was aware of it, it was hard to believe that there was ever a time that she hadn't thought as such.
Jasmine stood, brushing sand from the edges of her athletic shorts. "The picture, I mean." She smiled, looking between the two.
"Well, I-"
"Yes!" The girl bounced on the heel of her feet, holding the photo out. "What do you think?"
Jasmine took it from her. The kid was no expert. The lighting was a bit off, shadows thick on one side. The weak sun probably hadn't helped much, slightly muting the colors. Still, even with her nose in the book, Jasmine could hardly be mistaken for anyone else.
She grinned. "I love it!"
"Really?" If she jumped any higher, Lilo might never come back down.
"How can I complain? You got my good side." She held the picture forward.
Lilo reached a hand out, her fingers curling around the paper. Yet she just as quickly pulled her empty hand away. She turned her head. "Nani, does this mean I can keep it?"
"Well..." She looked down to the sand.
Jasmine stepped towards her, pushing the picture into Nani's hands. "You keep it then."
The last thing Jasmine wanted was them fighting over her of all things.
She blinked. "I couldn't possibly..."
"Take it," Jasmine replied.
The beach had few rules, but what little there were had to be strictly followed. No getting in the water when a lifeguard wasn't on duty, no taking any animals you come across, and no littering. As the woman they'd rented their beachfront cottage had emphasized, they must do everything they could to leave the environment as it had been before they'd come for a visit.
And that, Jasmine knew, was sound advice. She had neither qualms nor debates on the matter. But didn't the locals at least deserve something to remember her by?
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