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It is noon here in Texas so I am throwing up the Free for all for

evil_little_dog.

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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cozy-coffee.livejournal.com

any, any/any, Do It In The Name Of Love

From:

cozy-coffee.livejournal.com

any, any, April showers

From:

cozy-coffee.livejournal.com

Hannibal (Tv) Hannibal/Will, on the run (still in love)

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cozy-coffee.livejournal.com

any, any, the morning after....

From:

helsinkibaby.livejournal.com

When Noelani wakes, it’s with a pleasant ache between her legs and a smile on her face at the memory of what - or, more precisely, who - caused it. A smile that disappears as she reaches out a hand, finds the bed beside her cold and empty. Shock banishes any vestiges of sleep as she blinks her eyes and tries to make sense of what she’s seeing. Because Gordon Katsumoto did not strike her in any way as someone who’d sneak out when she was still asleep, either in her professional dealings with him, where he’s always been the personification of honour and trustworthiness, or in her decidedly less than professional dealings with him last night, where he’d been attentive enough to prove to her in deeds, if not necessarily in words, that her attraction to him was very much not one sided.

He’d even cuddled with her afterward, for crying out loud. She’d fallen asleep with his arms around her, her head on his chest.

She’s thought that had meant something.

She’s cataloguing all the reasons he might have had to leave, leaving the most obvious one for last, when she sucks in a deep breath, trying to keep her disappointment at bay. The deep breath, however, only brings her another mystery, because there’s a faint but distinct aroma floating down the hall, one that makes her stomach growl and her eyes widen, one that propels her to her feet and across the room.

She’s still tying her robe when she walks into her kitchen and stares at the sight that awaits her.

Gordon Katsumoto, standing in her kitchen.

He’s wearing the same clothes as yesterday, his shirt sleeves rolled up, the shirt itself untucked which, considering she’s looking at him from behind, is a damn shame. He half turns as if he hears her approaching, an easy smile on his lips as his eyes meet hers. “Good morning,” he says, taking what looks like a perfectly crispy piece of bacon out of the skillet and placing it on top of the pile on the plate beside him.

Noelani is drawn to him like a magnet. “You’re making me breakfast?”

She can’t keep the amazement out of her voice. It makes his cheeks tinge pink. “I woke up, couldn’t go back to sleep.” He shrugs. “Figured I’d make myself useful.” He reaches for a bowl on the other side of the stove. “I hope scrambled eggs and bacon is okay.”

“It sounds amazing.” Noelani leans in to watch him work. “It smells amazing.” He turns his head to meet her gaze, flashes her a quick smile that vanishes as she snags a piece of bacon from the plate.

“No picking,” he warns but his voice loses any authority when his pupils dilate as she bites into the bacon, actually moaning as she tastes it. It’s literally cooked to perfection, just the way she likes it and she wonders how he knew, or if he likes it this way too.

She’s looking forward to finding out.

“If you cook like this all the time, I might never let you leave.” She’s half teasing, but only half, and she slides her hand across the small of his back, letting her fingers curl around his hip.

A small chuckle is her reward. “That doesn’t sound so bad.” She’s relieved to hear that - at least she hasn’t freaked him out, said too much too fast. “It’s the least I can do, though.” There’s a tiny smile playing around his lips, his eyes dancing even as he’s looking not at her but at the eggs in the pan. “I thought you might have worked up an appetite last night.”

Noelani blinks. So in private, the quiet, somewhat taciturn detective is given to teasing quips, cooks without being asked, looks good doing it and is amazing in bed?

She’s not teasing any more and she’s definitely not saying it out loud but she thinks she’ll never let him leave.

She clears her throat. “So you’re saying I might need to keep my strength up?”

This time when their eyes meet, his are dark. Promising. “Yep.”

Noelani snags another piece of bacon from the plate.

He doesn’t say a word.

From:

cozy-coffee.livejournal.com

Aww! This is so lovely!!!! Thank you!!!

From:

3am-moonlight.livejournal.com

Any, any, she can't go properly off-script until she knows which script she'll be shredding.

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3am-moonlight.livejournal.com

Any, any, loosing track of time while gazing at the night sky.

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3am-moonlight.livejournal.com

Harry Potter, Harry Potter(/Hermione Granger), at the last minute he chose a different elective than Divination.

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3am-moonlight.livejournal.com

Harry Potter, Harry Potter &/ Hermione Granger, after returning to Hogwarts after the Battle at the Department of Mysteries, Harry discovers that a functional Time-Turner had somehow made it back to school with him.