mogyoil: Theme Show Titles

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Hello, everyone. I’m nagi_schwarz and today's theme is show titles. Prompts can be titles of TV shows, including titles of specific episodes or seasons or anthologies, radio dramas, web shows, or musicals, or fusions or crossovers with specific shows.

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...
+ Stargate Atlantis, any pilot, Lovers of the Red Sky (2021)
+ BBC Merlin, Arthur Pendragon/Merlin, The King’s Affection (2021)
+ Trixie Belden Mysteries, Trixie Belden, Hometown Cha-Cha-Cha (2021)
+ The Untamed, Lan Sizhui + Wen Ning, Descendants of the Sun (2016)
+ MI-5|Spooks, Lucas North, Flower of Evil (2020)

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[canonisrelative.livejournal.com]

MCU, Any pairing, The One Where Everyone Finds Out (friends)

[canonisrelative.livejournal.com]

Star Trek (AOS or TOS), James Kirk (+/ any), Goodbye Iowa (Buffy)

[canonisrelative.livejournal.com]

The X-Files, Fox Mulder+/Dana Scully, That Night, a Forest grew (Dexter)

[canonisrelative.livejournal.com]

Any, any, Gender Bender (X-Files)

Fill: Stargate Atlantis, gen, fusion with Ranma 1/2

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

Woolsey pressed his fingers to his temples. “Run that by me again?”

“Major Lorne is temporarily female,” Sheppard said.

“Temporarily,” Woolsey echoed.

Sheppard nodded. “If we splash hot water on him he’ll turn back, but if he gets splashed with cold water, the change will happen again.”

“Sir, with all due respect, I can speak for myself,” the pretty, curvy brunette woman standing just behind Sheppard said, and Woolsey realized.

She was Major Lorne.

Sheppard grinned for one second before appearing perfectly calm and professional.

“And is there any way to stop the changes from happening?” Woolsey asked.

“McKay’s working on it right now,” Sheppard said, and that amused grin flitted across his face once more. “Except --”

Woolsey sighed. “Except what?”

“Except when he gets splashed with cold water he turns into something resembling a panda.”

Woolsey stared at him. “A panda.”

“Don’t worry. Hot water changes him back too.”

Woolsey took a deep breath, nodded. “All right. Set extra security on McKay so no one can splash him with cold water until he solves this problem. And now -- now get out of my office.”

Sheppard, disturbingly pretty Lorne, and Ronon all departed, and Woolsey let his head drop to the desk. Just another day in Pegasus.

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

Stargate Atlantis, any pilot, Lovers of the Red Sky (2021)

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

BBC Merlin, Arthur Pendragon/Merlin, The King’s Affection (2021)

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

Trixie Belden Mysteries, Trixie Belden, Hometown Cha-Cha-Cha (2021)

Fill 1/2: + The Three Investigators, Trixie Belden/Jupiter Jones + Helen Belden + Oc

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

“Don’t forget the cookies!” Moms called from the living room.

“We’ve got them!” Trixie called back.

Jupiter had already carried three trays of them out to the car, and there were three more to go. Moms would’ve taken them to the school herself, but she’d slipped on a patch of ice the day before and sprained her ankle.

Trixie stacked up the last three trays, then did a quick check of her reflection in the door of the wall oven. Somehow, she and Jupiter had gotten wrangled into being chaperones for the Christmas dance at Sleepyside High. She wanted to make sure she looked good when she saw her former teachers, and any former classmates that might be in attendance.

Bobby had already gone ahead with his girlfriend, Dylan. He wasn’t too keen on having his big sister at the dance.

“This the last of them?” Jupiter asked, coming in the back door. His cheeks and the tip of his nose were bright red, and he was bundled up like the Michelin Man against the cold.

California boys were no match for New York winters.

“That’s it,” Trixie confirmed. “Do I look okay?”

She gave him a twirl, the sapphire blue skirt of her dress swirling out from her ankles. It was a little old-fashioned – Moms had altered it from one of her old dresses in the attic – but Trixie liked it because it had history, because her mother had worn it to her own school dance back in the day, and because it flattered her still quite boyish figure.

“Beautiful,” Jupiter said. He leaned across the cookies and gave Trixie a kiss. “You ready to go?”

“Almost. I’ll meet you at the car.”

Trixie went to the living room to give Moms a kiss goodbye and admonish her to stay of her feet, then grabbed her jacket and her mittens. She wasn’t going to wear her knit cap, because she’d put a lot of work, and bobby pins, into taming her normally unruly blonde curls into something a little fancier. She was a career woman from Los Angeles now, not a small-town tomboy.

Jupiter had the heater in the car going full blast, and he drove them over to the school while Trixie regaled him with stories of her time as a student there.

“I’m lucky I graduated,” she said. “I was the worst student. Honestly. If it weren’t for the other Bob-Whites helping me, I might still be trying to get through math.”

“I’m too old to be dating high school girls,” Jupiter replied, the corner of his mouth curling up in a smile. “Even one as pretty as you.”

“Flattery will get you everywhere, mister.”

The parking lot at school was already pretty full. Trixie carried half the cookie trays and was grateful someone was on the door because she didn’t think she could’ve managed the balancing act without losing the cookies.

Seeing the gym decorated for the dance – an abundance of white streamers and white tulle, twinkling fairy lights, blue and silver balloons – brought Trixie back in time. She remembered her last Christmas dance. Jim had been home from college, and he gave her an orchid corsage and danced with her all night and was kind enough not to break up with her until after the new year.

“Trixie Belden!” Miss Campion, the Guidance Counselor, waved Trixie and Jupiter over to the refreshments table. “Let me help you with those.”

Together, the three of them set out the trays of cookies and unwrapped them. There was also a big bowl of punch, and plates of brownies.

“Thank you so much for chaperoning,” Miss Campion said. “I don’t think we’ll have any trouble, but there’s always a joker trying to spike the punch, or couples slipping off for some necking.”

“We’ll do our best,” Trixie promised.

“Necking?” Jupiter asked when Miss Campion walked off.

“She means making out. It’s an old-fashioned word.”

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

The Untamed, Lan Sizhui + Wen Ning, Descendants of the Sun (2016)

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

MI-5|Spooks, Lucas North, Flower of Evil (2020)

Fill: Drabble: Warning - Unpleasant

[thesmallhobbit.livejournal.com]

He still couldn’t quite believe it. This was someone he had come to trust, not just with his life, but even more with his heart. They’d become known as a couple, although that fact had always been denied to the powers that be. And now, he was faced with incontrovertible proof that it had all been lies. How long it had been going on he couldn’t tell, and he didn’t care. It had to come to an end now before any more damage was done and anyone else could get hurt.

They faced each other. Lucas North raised his gun.

[templefugate.livejournal.com]

The Owl House, Luz Noceda/Amity Blight, "The One with the Lesbian Wedding" (Friends)

[templefugate.livejournal.com]

MCU, Kate Bishop, "Lofty Ambitions" (Sweet Valley High)

[templefugate.livejournal.com]

DC, Harleen Quinzel & Any, Criminal Minds

[templefugate.livejournal.com]

MCU, Steve Rogers, "Young at Heart" (The X-Files)

Fill: + Sam Wilson, gen

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

“What is this?” Steve eyed it warily.

Sam pressed it toward him. “Just pull the trigger.”

Steve, like a good trained soldier, aimed it away from Sam, and then squeezed the trigger -- and bubbles came out of it.

“What the --?” But wonder spread across Steve’s face, and he squeezed the trigger again.

The bubble gun was bright yellow and green plastic with an orange trigger and nose, and it made a faint whirring sound -- it was battery-operated --- every time Steve pulled the trigger and made more bubbles swirl into the air.

“I know you had bubbles as a kid, that the idea of bubbles as a toy is pretty cold,” Sam began, and paused when Steve slewed him an unamused look. “But I thought -- I thought this would be nice.”

A change from the usual guns they wielded.

“It is pretty nice.” Steve looked delighted as he sprayed bubbles back and forth over his head, then reached out to try to catch them -- which he could, with his super-soldier reflexes.

A little toddler girl drifted over to them, entranced by the bubbles, and Steve started spraying them more slowly toward her, so she could try to catch them. Her little giggles were just as bright as Steve’s smile, and Sam figured that would be enough.

[templefugate.livejournal.com]

The Baby-Sitter's Club, Claudia Kishi & Stacey McGill, "Scenes from a Mall" (Family Matters)

[cozy-coffee.livejournal.com]

any, any, New Beginnings (9-1-1)

[cozy-coffee.livejournal.com]

9-1-1, Buck/Eddie, Tell Me a Secret (Notorious)

[cozy-coffee.livejournal.com]

9-1-1: Lone Star, TK/Carlos, Where Somebody Waits for Me (Pretty Little Liars)

[cozy-coffee.livejournal.com]

any, any, It Happened 'That Night' (Pretty Little Liars)

[cozy-coffee.livejournal.com]

any, any/any, Friends with Benefits (9-1-1: Lone Star)

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

MI5|Spooks, Wes Carter, I Was a Teenage Spy (Boy Meets World)

Fill: Drabble

[thesmallhobbit.livejournal.com]

It was easy really, Wes thought, hang around on the street, watch who’s going in and out of a building. No-one looks twice at a teenager constantly on their phone. Even better, it’s the perfect opportunity to hang around eating a burger, before placing the wrapping in a rubbish bin. Actually, not throwing it on the ground did attract a bit of attention, but everyone’s heard of those eco-conscious teenagers, so it doesn’t really matter. And he’s retrieved the USB stuck just inside the bin. It’s just a great pity he’s side-lined as soon as the real action takes place.

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Stargate Multiverse, Any, Blood, Sweat, and Circuits (Fame)

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Astro, ensemble, The Bachelor Auction (Designing Women)

Fill 1/2: Dongmin/Minhyuk, magic AU

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

“Just think of it as a bachelor auction,” Jinwoo said quietly, smoothing down the lapels of Dongmin’s suit jacket.

It was silver-blue velvet and textured so it looked like he was wearing a delicate layer of feathers. Dongmin looked exquisite. Dongmin looked expensive. (”https://pbs.twimg.com/media/FFm7CItVcAIl6_C.jpg:large”)

Dongmin’s parents could only pray that the wealthiest of their allies would want to buy him -- and bed him.

Dongmin’s parents didn’t know that he’d already given away his heart, his precious magical heart, and that his magic couldn’t be wielded in the service of anyone else, and as soon as a buyer found out, alliances would be broken, egos would be shattered, and war would rain down on all of them.

“You’ve done bachelor auctions before, for charity,” Myungjun added, reaching out fix a strand of Dongmin’s hair that didn’t need fixing. “This is for a good cause.”

A good cause? No. A necessary transaction? Yes.

“Sir,” Sanha said, poking his head into the dressing room. “You’re next.”

Dongmin nodded and drew himself up to his full height, threw back his shoulders, lifted his chin, and strode out of the dressing room. Myungjun and Jinwoo fell in behind him, and Sanha drifted behind them, his three faithful retainers.

His three faithful prison guards.

Dongmin paused in the wings of the stage and waited for the master of ceremonies to announce him, and then he strode down the catwalk. He didn’t pout and pose like a model; no, he was the scion of the Lee Clan, well-educated and refined, athletic and strong, artistic and sensitive.

And he was for sale.

They were playing it like an actual charity auction, and Dongmin’s parents would donate a portion of his price to a real charity, but what was going on here was power-broking among the oldest, strongest families in the Blue Council. Here there were mages who could shake the world at its very foundations, who could rend the sky in half, could blot out the sun and the moon. But their power was waning, and they needed to harness the strength of the next generation.

So here Dongmin was, standing on the altar, knife poised above him.

He peered past the stage lights while the MC extolled his virtues, and he searched desperately for his love.

He spotted Moon Bin, his lover’s best friend, but Minhyuk was nowhere to be seen.

To Dongmin’s vast, quiet horror, a man old enough to be his grandfather was the most aggressive bidder. Dongmin didn’t recognize him, but he gave off an aura of unquestionable strength, the air around him wavering from the force of his magic.

Dongmin almost wanted the Kang house to win, because Seojoon was one of his friends. Once Dongmin ended up in a gilded cage, at least he wouldn’t be alone.

But the bids went up and up and up, and always it was that old man with the wrinkled face and sagging jowls and immaculately trimmed beard who was out-bidding everyone else until the price was finally out of their reach.

“Sold,” the MC said, cheerfully banging his gavel.

Dongmin bowed but didn’t quite manage to look the buyer in the eye, and then Jinwoo and Myungjun escorted him back to the wings.

Dongmin barely remembered being taken back to the dressing room, being changed out of his beautiful suit and shuffled into the pale white ceremonial robe, a loose-fitting thing made of light cotton that tied at his waist. He was still in a numb haze as his parents bade him farewell, and then Myungjun and Jinwoo and Sanha led him -- dragged him -- down the hallway to the side door, where he was shoved into a limousine beside the old man, who looked him up and down with such an intensity that Dongmin felt stripped bare and flayed open.

But then the man turned away from him to speak to the driver, and the door closed, and Dongmin sped toward his fate.

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Leverage, Any, Semi-Indecent Proposal (Man With a Plan)

Filled! Leverage, Parker/Eliot/Hardison (OT3), "Home"

[squidgiepdx]

Eliot walked into the spacious apartment, tired, grungy from the flight, feeling like his teeth were on edge. He tossed his coat onto the overstuffed sofa that Parker had bought them and turned his attention to the double doors that led to the master bedroom. All he needed was... Well, what he needed was currently locked behind those doors. But it was closer to dawn, and he knew his partners would be fast asleep and didn't want to bother them, even as he felt drawn to them.

He hadn't realized he'd walked up to the doors until he watched his own hand reach out for the handle. A sigh escaped his lips as he hung his head. "No," he said, his voice rough from the dry air of the airplane, then shook his head. So instead of sinking into the oversized bed with his lovers, Eliot found himself dropping his clothes in the guest bedroom, then hid under the spray of the shower until the water ran cold.

Eliot barely had the energy to drag a towel over his body, then shuffled over to the bed. He pulled back the covers and climbed in, not even bothering with boxers. He scrubbed the frustration from his face, then punched his pillow, hoping for sleep.

Just as he drifted, there was a sound. An odd sound from somewhere above him that he hadn't heard in a while. With one eye opened, he glanced up just in time to see a blonde head poke out of the vents hanging above.

"Parker?"

Parker smiled down at him, her hair hanging to one side of her face. She smiled at him and pulled a bit further out of the vent. "Hi," she whispered.

Eliot couldn't help the smile that covered his face, even as he yawned. "Parker, you should be in bed. With Hardison."

"Dude." Hardison's voice came from somewhere above him.

"Hardison?" Eliot called up, keeping his voice quiet.

Parker smiled at him. "Hey, Eliot. Look," she said, then wiggled just enough to pull her sleep shirt up, flashing him.

"My lord, Parker..."

Parker gripped the end of the vent with another smile, then vaulted out. She somehow made the dismount graceful and ended up on the bed straddling Eliot. "Alec!" she called up toward the vent. "Get down here, or I'm gonna start without you."

There was scrambling from the vent, then Hardison tumbled out, falling to the bed. He was much less graceful than Parker but somehow made his way under the covers, snuggled against Eliot's side before Parker could even get under the covers.

"Start without me, huh?" Hardison said as he leaned over and kissed Parker.

Eliot shook his head. "I don't know about you two, but I just crossed six timezones, got off a 10-hour flight, and still hurt from the op me 'n Sophie ran." He kissed Parker on the forehead, then Hardison. "I don't think I've got enough energy to finish anything, much less start."

Hardison smiled at him, and Eliot felt Hardison's strong fingers drag over his stomach. As Parker settled in on one side, Hardison tucked him close. "All that's got to happen is havin' you by our side," he whispered. He tugged at Eliot's hip as if to emphasize his point.

"Yeah," Parker said as she leaned close. "Only thing that matters is you're home."

Eliot rearranged it to have his arms around Parker and Hardison's shoulders and held them as they each slipped into slumber.

"Home," he said as he closed his eyes.

He was home.

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Stargate Atlantis, Any, A Crisis of Faith and Octopus Aliens (Young Sheldon)

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Any, Any, Guess Who's Coming to Breakfast? (Frasier)