Monday: Songs in the Key of…Love
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brumeier, and this week we’re going to be tapping into some tunes for inspiration. Today’s theme is Songs in the Key of…Love! Your prompts can be any song title, set of lyrics, band name, or album title that has to do with love. From the first blush of new love to the bitter dregs of love gone wrong, it’s all fair game.
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...
+ Astro, Ensemble, Grouplove
+ Stargate Atlantis, Evan Lorne/Any, Painted on My Heart (The Cult)
+ Marvel Cinematic Universe, Any, Everybody Loves Me (OneRepublic)
+ MI5|Spooks, Lucas North/Adam Carter,
But like heaven above me
The spy who loved me
Is keepin’ all my secrets safe tonight
(Carly Simon)
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 2016 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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brumeier, and this week we’re going to be tapping into some tunes for inspiration. Today’s theme is Songs in the Key of…Love! Your prompts can be any song title, set of lyrics, band name, or album title that has to do with love. From the first blush of new love to the bitter dregs of love gone wrong, it’s all fair game.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...
+ Astro, Ensemble, Grouplove
+ Stargate Atlantis, Evan Lorne/Any, Painted on My Heart (The Cult)
+ Marvel Cinematic Universe, Any, Everybody Loves Me (OneRepublic)
+ MI5|Spooks, Lucas North/Adam Carter,
But like heaven above me
The spy who loved me
Is keepin’ all my secrets safe tonight
(Carly Simon)
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 2016 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: 2021-07-05 04:02 am (UTC)Fill: ensemble, gen
Date: 2021-07-05 01:32 pm (UTC)“Our first vacation in five years. In the entire time we’ve been working since debut,” Jinwoo said softly, underneath the upbeat music playing over the car stereo. It wasn’t often that they listened to their own music, but Somebody Like was a good song to listen to while cruising along in the car.
Myungjun nodded. “Longer,” he said softly, “if you count the promotional work we did before debut.”
“Longer than that,” Dongmin added, “given that we were never able to go on school trips like the rest of our classmates.”
Myungjun twisted around to look at Minhyuk in the very back row, head tipped back, asleep. He’d had his appendix out a couple of weeks ago but had gotten straight back into the thick of things - appearing on Vlive for the fans, recording a vocal cover, and then doing a dance cover video with Bin and some university students. Fans always complained that Dongmin was overworked, but Minhyuk was busier behind the scenes. He’d worked hard, producing that song for that girl group too. No wonder he’d fallen asleep.
Bin nodded at the camera affixed to the dashboard. “Is it really a vacation if we’re working during it?”
“A vacation,” Sanha said firmly, “is when the cameras are off.”
For all that Bin and Minhyuk had been in training the longest, Sanha had had cameras on him from a much earlier age than all of them, Bin’s child actor and model days notwithstanding, or the fact that Minhyuk was only a year older than him.
Myungjun looked at Jinwoo. “What if we run away?”
Jinwoo glanced at him. “What?”
A car full of writers and producers was following them, filming them from behind. He’d been given strict instructions to make sure the car stayed with them on the road trip.
But Dongmin - Dongmin, straight-laced and upright Lee Dongmin - nodded. “Yeah. Go to the airport. Let’s run away. To Jeju Island or something.”
Jinwoo glanced in the rearview mirror at Minhyuk, who never looked young and innocent, not even in sleep. Sanha met his gaze for a moment, nodded.
Jinwoo took a deep breath. They’d get into so much trouble. There’d be so much yelling. As the team leader, he’d shoulder most of the blame.
But he said, “Everyone turn off your cellphones.”
“What? Why?” Bin asked, but he was already obeying, fishing his phone out of his pocket.
“Plausible deniability,” Dongmin said. “For when we get lost on the way to our destination.”
Myungjun turned his phone off with a flourish. “Let’s do it. We have all our clothes and wallets. We don’t need passports. We have money. We’ll scrub off our makeup and make Minhyuk and Jinwoo do all the talking at the airport.”
“My phone’s off,” Sanha reported. “I stole Minhyuk’s out of his pocket and turned it off too.”
“Hyung, get mine?” Jinwoo asked, and Myungjun reached out, stuck his little hand into Jinwoo’s pocket.
Ordinarily he’d have pinched or otherwise been mischievous, but not now.
Jinwoo took a deep breath.
“It’s off,” Myungjun said.
Jinwoo signaled briefly before changing lanes, and then he sped up. “Let’s go.”
Let’s go together
Drivin’
Anywhere is fine
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Date: 2021-07-05 04:02 am (UTC)But like heaven above me
The spy who loved me
Is keepin’ all my secrets safe tonight
(Carly Simon)
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Date: 2021-07-05 02:27 pm (UTC)Lucas nodded. “Yes, minister, I understand perfectly. I promise you that even my pillow talk will be kept safely within those in this room.”
Adam Carter gave a half snigger, which he rapidly turned into a cough. Harry Pearce, the only other member of Section D present, glared at him.
The minister then continued to outline the plan.
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Date: 2021-07-05 04:03 am (UTC)And you said a hundred times I should have died
Then you reached down and touched me
And lifted me up with you
So I believe it was the road I was meant to ride
(Johnny Cash)
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Date: 2021-07-05 04:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2021-07-05 12:35 pm (UTC)“Thanks.” John nodded, shrugging out of his jacket and knocking.
“Yeah. Come in.”
“Morning, Greg. This a good time?”
“Good as any,” Lestrade said, stretching his feet out beneath his desk and folding his hands behind his head, stretching his back and peering up at John. “What’s up?”
John blinked, fought the impulse to look over his shoulder to see if he was speaking to someone else who’d come into the room behind him. “Um, isn’t there a…Sherlock said you had a case.”
Lestrade cocked his head to one side, but his bemused smile quickly faded and as it did he was left looking tired, hints of a sleepless night around his eyes. “He said that, did he?”
John opened his mouth to say yes, then paused. Thought back. He’d been buttering his toast, Sherlock pacing behind him, plucking the strings of his violin. He’d spoken over John’s shoulder, no more warning than lightning from a clear blue sky. ‘You’d better get down to the yard this morning, John. Lestrade will need you.’
“Uh, no, actually,” John said rubbing the back of his neck. “He just said you might need me for something.”
“Arrogant little bastard,” Lestrade muttered under his breath, though he looked and sounded as much impressed as annoyed. Then he reached into a drawer in his desk and pulled out a file, dropped it on his desk. “Divorce papers. Yeah. Decided yesterday, we’re calling it quits. How Sherlock knew anything about it…”
“Oh, don’t, it’ll drive you mad. I don’t even ask anymore.”
Lestrade snorted. “Not to mention asking just feeds his ego.”
“Yes,” John smiled. “It is a bit fun watching him squirm when you act like you don’t care how he figured it out. So, pints after work?”
“All right by me.”
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Date: 2021-07-05 04:08 am (UTC)Fill!
Date: 2021-07-05 04:45 am (UTC)“Listen to me, Steven, we cannot do this, because if we do this and this doesn’t work out, then we’re—“
“What? We’re what? No, please, finish your sentence Danny, I’m riveted.”
“You are not riveted, you’re staring at my mouth, I can’t have a reasonable conversation with you when you’re, you’re, what do you even call that, are you ogling me?”
“Why is it a problem?”
“Why is it a problem? Have you heard a word I’ve been saying?”
“Something about how you’re scared to try this thing we clearly both want in case it doesn’t work out.”
“Yes. Okay. You are listening. That’s what I’ve been saying. And yet you’re still with the — the ogling.”
“So you’re saying that even though we both want this and now we both know we both know we want this, we gotta go back to acting like we don’t know we each want to jump the other’s bones and you think that is gonna make for a better working relationship than just doing it and seeing what happens.”
“…yes.”
“Well that’s crazy.”
“No, you are crazy. I am just trying to live my life.”
“And you don’t think your life would be better with multiple orgasms.”
“Multiple — oh, you think you’re that good, huh, Steve?”
“Oh, I know I’m that good, Danny.”
“You know arrogance isn’t really a turn-on for me.”
“That makes the past five years really hard to explain, then.”
“You think I’ve been walking around here pining after you for five years?”
“…yes. That’s exactly what I think.”
“Well you’re delusional.”
“And you’re really hot when you’re angry.”
“Just then?”
“And when you’re arguing with me.”
“You know that, that does explain a lot about the last five years.”
“So can we skip to the part where you get over yourself and kiss me and I take your pants off, or did you want to do this a little longer? I’m good either way.”
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Date: 2021-07-05 04:10 am (UTC)And tell me, when will our eyes meet?
When can I touch you?
When will this strong yearning end?
And when will I hold you again?
(Barry Manilow)
Filled! Check, Please!, Nursey/Dex, "Weekend in New England"
Date: 2021-07-05 11:06 pm (UTC)Dex. Of course it's Dex.
It'd started their sophomore year, or at least that's when Derek realized it. Whenever Dex worked around the house, Derek made an effort to be there. Made an excuse, really, because Dex with his snapback worn backward, in his work flannel (the one he didn't mind getting greasy) with the sleeves rolled up? For some reason, it had an effect on Derek. Smudge a little grease on his face, like when he had to replace something on the refrigerator a couple weeks back, and... Well, he was just hot.
Not that Derek would admit that.
So Will hummed Barry Manilow tunes while he worked, and Nursey made sure he was nearby to watch at least part of the show. They usually didn't talk much, at least not after the first time Will spotted him, asked for something called a socket wrench, and Derek reached into Will's trusty toolbox and handed him...something. Sue him - he had other skills, okay?
Today's handyman job was due to Tango putting a pair of skates in the washing machine for some reason. Will got red and yelled at just about everyone, but Derek just followed him down into the basement and jumped up on the dryer, a book in his hands. After a bit, Will emerged from behind the washing machine, covered in dirt and lint, and looked like a mess when Derek inadvertently blurted out, "Weekend in New England?"
Dammit. He wasn't supposed to admit that he'd figured it out.
"What?" Dex asked. "You comin' up to Maine for the break?"
"No," Derek said, then shook his head. "I mean, no, not that. The song." When Dex gave him a nonplussed look, he just added, "Barry Manilow? Weekend in New England?"
Dex blushed, but that was really nothing new. He blushed a lot. "Oh," he said, then started putting his tools away. "Yeah, probably." He shrugged. "My ma loves him, so I listen to him a lot when I'm home." As he closed the lid to his toolbox, he added, "He's a romantic."
"That's chill," Derek said, then finally reprocessed what Dex had said. "Wait, you inviting me up to visit you during the break?"
And there was Dex's blush all over again. He didn't say anything, or at least anything outside of a mumble. "What?"
"I mean," Dex said as his amber eyes locked onto Derek's, "if you wanted to, that would be cool. I know last year you spent Spring break here at the Haus because your moms were in, I dunno. Dubai or something."
It's true. Derek had spent the entirety of Spring Break at the Haus by himself, as everyone else went back home, or at least somewhere that wasn't campus. His moms were in Cape Town this year, and Derek hadn't wanted to fly all the way there just to be jet-lagged a couple days, then turn around and come back, so he'd planned on going solo again.
"I wouldn't want to impose or anything," Derek said.
"You've met my family," Dex said as he rubbed at the dirt on his cheek. It just made the smudge worse. He pushed the washing machine back into place and put his toolbox on top. "One more person wouldn't make it any more or less crazy." He smiled at Derek.
Another thing that Dex had said tickled his brain. Romantic. "So. Romantic, huh?" he asked.
The blush seemed to deepen, and this time it reached the tips of Dex's ears. And oh, Derek hadn't meant it like that - he was trying to point out that Dex was a secret romantic. But before he could clarify, Dex cleared his throat and walked closer, stepping between Derek's legs. "I mean, my uncle has a cabin. If you want." His voice was heady, thick with something Derek could swear was want. And as Dex put his hands on Derek's knees, he felt his throat constrict.
"Chill," Derek squeaked out.
He was sure Dex would chirp him for it, but instead, he met Dex halfway for a kiss. An amazing kiss that was just the first, and yet promised so much more.
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Date: 2021-07-05 04:10 am (UTC)Stupid love is stupid
Don't know why we always do it
Finally find it just to lose it
Always wind up looking stupid
(Kacey Musgraves)
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Date: 2021-07-12 04:07 am (UTC)Title: Love’s Been a Little Bit Hard
Summary: Jessica has never had love not scar her deeply. Maybe the third time is the charm.
Find the story here. (https://archiveofourown.org/works/32523661)
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Date: 2021-07-05 05:28 am (UTC)I can face the world (When I see You smile - bad english)
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Date: 2021-07-05 05:30 am (UTC)Fill: Hawaii Five-0, Steve McGarrett/Danny Williams + Grace Williams (Highlander AU)
Date: 2021-07-05 03:00 pm (UTC)You make me feel like I am young again
Danny was battling for his life.
He ducked behind a palm tree, readying his weapon, and listened for the tell-tale sound of the enemy approaching. Stealthy though they were trying to be, Danny was just that much better. With a battle cry, he leaped out from cover and fired several rounds.
The Nerf bullets bounced harmlessly off Steve’s chest, but he fell to the ground anyway, and put on quite the dramatic death scene. It shouldn’t have been as funny as it was, but Danny couldn’t help laughing.
He’d let his guard down. A spongy bullet bounced off the back of his head.
“I am victorious!” Grace shouted. “Ha! Suck it!”
“Suck it? Oh, that’s lovely language for a young girl.”
“Warrior,” Grace corrected. She came to stand next to Danny and they both looked down at Steve, who had his tongue hanging out of his mouth. “What should we do with this guy?”
Danny leaned over to whisper in her ear. “He’s ticklish. Ribcage.”
Grace handed Danny her plastic orange gun, cracked her knuckles, and dove on top of Steve, fingers already dancing over his ribs.
“Hey!” Steve surged up, a huge grin on his face, and scooped Grace up under her arms and swung her around until they were both laughing uncontrollably.
For just a moment, Danny’s own breath caught in his throat. How long had it been since Grace had been that open and happy? How long since Danny himself had been able to set everything aside and just be in the moment?
Immortality wasn’t the gift so many romantics seemed to think it was. Danny had witnessed the crumbling of civilizations, the deaths of everyone he’d held dear. Fighting to keep his own head attached to his shoulders meant he was always hyper-vigilant. And he’d taught Grace to be the same, always wary, always ready for the worst to happen.
But since Steve had been back in Danny’s life, things were different. Maybe because Steve was so much younger – he’d been immortal for just over a decade – he was still able to find the joy in just being alive.
“Uh oh, Gracie,” Steve said. “Danny’s getting that look on his face again.”
The two of them swarmed him, knocking him back against the palm tree, and he couldn’t help laughing.
“Okay, okay! I surrender!”
Steve kissed him on the mouth, just a quick peck in deference to the judgy teenage eyes watching them, and then picked Grace up and slung her over his shoulder.
“I think we all need to cool off,” he said, already walking out to the little strip of beach that was theirs and their alone.
“I don’t have my suit on!” Grace protested, face turning red from being upside down.
“Neither do I.”
He waded a safe distance into the water before tossing Grace, arms and legs flailing. She landed with a splash and came up spitting saltwater.
“You’ll pay for that!” she said.
The two began a splash war while Danny watched, letting the waves foam around his ankles.
Tomorrow the battle might be real, but for today he was determined not to dwell on what might come. He’d learned to appreciate the little moments, which were the memories that stayed sharpest when everything else was turning to dust.
His musings were cut short when a gout of water hit him right in the face.
“Oh, you’re going to regret that, my friends.”
Danny pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside, wading deeper in the water and the middle of the fray.
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Date: 2021-07-05 05:33 am (UTC)Hit me with your sweet love
Steal me with a kiss (Bubblegum Bitch - Marina)
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Date: 2021-07-05 05:35 am (UTC)And yet I'm still afraid to let it flow
What started out as friendship
Has grown stronger
I only wish I had the strength to let it show (I Can't Fight This Feeling REO Speedwagon)
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Date: 2021-07-05 01:26 pm (UTC)"Don't you know, I'm no superman
But I'll always be your man" (Ronan Keating)