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comment_ficNow it's time for the free for all!
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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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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
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Date: 2021-06-27 02:29 am (UTC)Fill! MCU, Sam/Bucky [1/2]
Date: 2021-06-27 04:25 am (UTC)Bucky keeps walking, Sam runs a few steps to catch up and then pass him, turning quick to walk backwards and ducking his head to try and catch Bucky’s eyes. Bucky hears a sound like a growl break free of his own throat as he wrenches his eyes away from Sam’s, picks up his pace.
“Buck, come on, man. Talk to me.”
“If I wanted to talk to you would I be actively trying to get away from you right now? Move, Sam!”
“No.” Sam plants himself in front of Bucky, taking him by the shoulder.
Bucky tenses up, high alert from head to foot. He stops, doesn’t even press against Sam’s hand, jaw jumping as he breathes through his nose, curling both hands into fists. After a long moment he finally lifts his chin, meets Sam’s eyes.
“Sam. Get out of my way.”
“I will,” Sam says, sincere. He drops his hand from Bucky’s shoulder and takes a small step back, giving him space. “I just need to know what I did to spook you so bad, man.”
Bucky bites down on his back teeth and looks away, shaking his head. “It wasn’t you,” he says finally, quiet.
“All right,” Sam says, pitching his voice to match Bucky’s. He’s doing the thing again, ducking his head to try and get some eye contact, but Bucky’s not falling for it this time. “If you say it wasn’t me, I believe you. But something just happened, Buck, and you and me were the only ones in the room.”
Bucky scoffs and shakes his head again, still refusing to look Sam in the eye.
“Is that what it’s about?” Sam asks, still that quiet, even tone, like there’d been words in that single, ugly sound from Bucky. “Is it something to do with Steve?”
Bucky goes still, all the noise in his head dialed down to quiet static. At last he tips his head, cuts his eyes over to Sam, watches the way whatever Sam sees in his face makes him blink, the lines between his eyebrows and the tensing of his lips, there for an instant and smoothed out in a flash. His feet don’t move, though.
“I don’t want to talk about it.”
“Babe,” Sam breathes the word as he reaches for Bucky’s shoulder again, but then he closes his eyes briefly and curls his fingers into his palm, hand dropping to his side. “Sorry,” he says, squinting up at Bucky, apologetic.
Bucky doesn’t move, just watches him and breathes evenly and counts his heartbeats.
“Look, I get not wanting to talk about something that’s still…that hurts so bad, it feels like it’ll never stop. But if you keep shoving it down, if you refuse to acknowledge what you’re going through because you’re afraid if you let it out it’s gonna drown you, man…those walls can’t last forever. Sooner or later they’re gonna come down and everything’s gonna come out and it’s gonna be so much worse because you’re not ready for it.”
Re: Fill! MCU, Sam/Bucky [2/2]
Date: 2021-06-27 04:26 am (UTC)“I know.” Sam takes a careful step closer, locks eyes with him before lifting his hand, pausing to ask silent permission. Bucky gives a jerky nod and Sam lays his palm on the side of his face, swiping his thumb beneath his eye. “I know you don’t, baby. And I’m sorry you’re in so much pain. I’d do anything to help you carry some of it.”
His eyes fall closed and he leans into the touch, turning until his nose is pressed against Sam’s wrist. He inhales, deep and shaky, the scent of Sam’s skin and soap and the feel of him and sound of his voice all intertwining and wrapping around him, a lifeline he wants to desperately to cling to. His stomach is so tight he feels like he’s about to snap in two. The safety Sam is offering, the comfort, it’s real, it’s as real as anything in this world that seems so starkly un-real at times he wants to take his fingernails to the empty air and find the place where it will come apart, tear it down and escape to the void beyond. It’s all red behind his eyes, late afternoon light slanting down, and Sam smells like clean sweat and sunshine and reality. Bucky swallows hard, throat so tight it’s painful, and opens his eyes.
“Hey,” Sam murmurs, gives him a little smile. “There he is.”
Bucky wraps his hand around Sam’s wrist, turns to press his lips to the center of Sam’s palm, then pulls him in, kisses him hard on the mouth.
“I need to go,” he says without pulling away, doesn’t want to see Sam’s eyes when he says it. “I need to be away from you for a little while.”
He feels the breath leave Sam’s chest like he’s been punched, and just adds it to the list.
Sam takes his face between both hands, uses his hold to get a little space between them. His eyes flick between Bucky’s, his mouth looks stubborn but sad. “Okay. And then you’re gonna come back?”
“Course,” Bucky says, nodding. “I’m with you ‘til—” he blinks, squeezes his eyes shut, nodding again. “Can’t get rid of me that easy.”
“Oh, Buck.” The words are barely words, just breath and sorrow and Sam is less than a second away from pulling him into his arms and Bucky needs, he needs to be alone.
He steps back, squeezes Sam’s arm once and lets him go. “I’ll be back.” He turns and strides away without a backward glance.
Minifill - Enemies to Lovers Speedrun
Date: 2021-06-27 09:58 am (UTC)"Do it yourself!"
"Wait what?"
"YOU HEARD ME!" Fuck me!"
"Wait, really?"
"Why, do you not want to? Have I misread the situation?"
"I ... No, not really, I just, I didn't think... Wow."
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Date: 2021-06-27 10:06 am (UTC)Fill! Lorne/Parrish
Date: 2021-06-27 07:33 pm (UTC)"Nododendrons!"
Four months into knowing David and Evan didn't so much as twitch at the sudden yell from the other side of the clearing. He did do a quick aerial sweep, just to make sure it hadn't startled anyone--or anything--else, P90 at the ready, but, so far Radek's scans were holding up. There didn't seem to be any intelligent life on this planet, and he hadn't spotted anything scarier than a few of the evee mice that Dr. Hassan had been studying.
"Everything all right, Doc?"
He sensed more than saw David's enthusiastic nod, and he let some of the tension seep out of him and strolled closer as David waved him over excitedly.
Radek had been right; it was a gorgeous planet, lush and thriving, and would make a great safe haven for evacuees. Evan wished he could bring along his easel and some paints and set it down.
David fit right in.
"There's a natural garden of these--Baxterium Ferrugineam--growing around the edges of this clearing. They're very similar to Earth's Rhododendron -- the first sample we brought back to Atlantis, Dr. Brown thought they were mislabeled samples from back home-- hence the name. Nododendron."
David's grin, all open enthusiasm, wasn't anything but endearing. Evan felt a smile crack his own lips. David still wasn't officially on his gate team, spending more time in the labs than out in the field, but whenever they did go through the gate, they worked well together.
More than well. Though he hadn't mentioned that to David. Yet.
"They're pretty." Evan reached out and ran his finger over the petals of one of the pink flowers. David leaned in closer to look at it. Their shoulders brushed together, and Evan's breath caught in his throat. "Whole area is. Would make a nice park. This clearing. For cookouts and stuff."
David nodded. He reached out, too, and the palm of his hand grazed across Evan's fingers, just for a second, before he snipped off several leaves from a plant above it.
"I'm sure Colonel Sheppard would approve it, as long as someone saves him a burger." His grin softened, and then he moved, like he was going to reach over and--
--and flick a bug off of Evan's shoulder.
"Aurelias Murdochensis. Nothing dangerous, but their bite itches like hell," he said, and then with a pat to Evan's arm he was off, entranced by a blue-green ivy growing on a tree.
Evan sighed, but the dip in his good mood didn't last long. It was about time for another perimeter check, anyway, and then he'd be due for a scheduled call-in to Atlantis.
But before that...
Evan grabbed the knife strapped to his right thigh--his lucky knife, ever since the thing on P8X-1138--and sliced it off with a couple inches of stem, tucking it as carefully as he could into his pocket.
Pi day was still a ways off, but in the meantime, maybe he would find out if David like pressed flowers.
Re: Fill! Lorne/Parrish
Date: 2021-06-27 07:57 pm (UTC)Thank yoU!!!
Re: Fill! Lorne/Parrish
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Date: 2021-06-28 02:11 am (UTC)fill: Spn, Cas/Dean, Reunion in Heaven
Date: 2021-06-28 07:17 pm (UTC)It had been a long time since Dean had woken up with the realization that today could actually be the best day of his life.
Today he was in heaven, today he truly got to make up his days without it being manipulated by chuck or even re-living a memory, but instead getting to make his own memories, a moment that was just his and no one had a say in it, no manipulation, no pain, none of the shit he'd gone throught before, but actually something pure and unaffected by anyone's outcome but his.
Today was the day he was going to finally see Castiel again. So much had been left unsaid, on his part at least. And maybe as he thinks back on his life on earth, maybe this was the only time, the only place he could really do this with Castiel.
He takes another look in the mirror before he leaves, not just to ensure he looks his best, but so he can also actually look at himself, examine the lines of his face, how he's changed over the years and how this is his one shot to actually be true to himself and most importantly Castiel, the man who had sacrificed himself to the empty forever, to save him, the man who in so many ways was always meant to be the one for him.
He gets inside his baby, turns the key as he feels her come to life, the most important car ride he might have had up to now. Listens to the way she comes to life, his hands on the steering wheel, and his heart starts to do something that isn't out of the ordinary any more, as he lefts himself think of Cas. Thinks aboute how every important reunion in heaven so far has been a car ride. Thinks aboute Castiel's eyes, his broad shoulders and that damn trench coat that he'd been willing to do anything to see again. He thinks of the first thing he wants to say to Cas, and it's probably I love you too, how could it not be, he knows how much he wants to say it, but when it comes to Cas he's always said more with his eyes, with the way be speaks throught them, the way Castiel always gives him a reply with his eyes in turn. The way they've always communicated with one another, he misses that more than anything, misses those blue eyes that can communicate with his own without having to say a single thing. Yeah this is probably the best day he's lived so far.
Re: fill: Spn, Cas/Dean, Reunion in Heaven
Date: 2021-06-28 08:43 pm (UTC)RE: Re: fill: Spn, Cas/Dean, Reunion in Heaven
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