Far Out - It's Wednesday!
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squidgiepdx and today's theme is "Far Out". Yeah, that can take up so many meaning! Let's just see a little here... Maybe we can do the literal "far out" and have a baseball AU where someone unexpectedly hits a home run. Or maybe a doctor has to make a house call to a house far out of their normal area. Or maybe it can be a reset of a fandom into the 1970s where 'far out' was an expression that was so very, very overused. Whatever the case, go forth and prompt!
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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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+ Stargate Atlantis, Any +or/ Any, There's no Stargate where they need to go, so it's a long trip by puddlejumper
+ Hawaii Five-0, Steve McGarrett/Danny Williams, Far out on the outer banks of Oahu where they first kiss
+ The Losers, Jake Jensen/Carlos "Cougar" Alvarez, Re-set The Losers, but in the 1970s.
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squidgiepdx and today's theme is "Far Out". Yeah, that can take up so many meaning! Let's just see a little here... Maybe we can do the literal "far out" and have a baseball AU where someone unexpectedly hits a home run. Or maybe a doctor has to make a house call to a house far out of their normal area. Or maybe it can be a reset of a fandom into the 1970s where 'far out' was an expression that was so very, very overused. Whatever the case, go forth and prompt!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 +or/ Any, There's no Stargate where they need to go, so it's a long trip by puddlejumper
+ Hawaii Five-0, Steve McGarrett/Danny Williams, Far out on the outer banks of Oahu where they first kiss
+ The Losers, Jake Jensen/Carlos "Cougar" Alvarez, Re-set The Losers, but in the 1970s.
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 2023 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: 2023-06-21 12:13 pm (UTC)Highlander (tv), Methos, time abyss
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Date: 2023-06-21 12:17 pm (UTC)author's choice, author's choice, time is dangerous
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Date: 2023-06-21 12:18 pm (UTC)author's choice, author's choice, what timezone is this anyway?
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Date: 2023-06-21 12:33 pm (UTC)fill: AR-1
Date: 2023-06-21 02:02 pm (UTC)John glanced over his shoulder at her. “Come again?”
Teyla waved the tablet she was holding. “I am learning about Earth culture and dispute resolution.”
Ronon was chilling in the copilot seat beside John, watching the stars pass, expression distant while he was deep in thought.
They were on a four-hour jumper ride to a planet that had no nearby gate but was possibly a repository of Ancient weapons and other supplies — and thus deliberately difficult to access. For four hours there was only so much conversation to be had and mediation to be done, and everyone had brought things to keep them busy. Ronon had been reading a book that had been rescued from a library on Sateda. Rodney was peer-reviewing white papers from the science division, red pen and highlighter in hand. He’d taken the middle two hours of the flight, as neither Teyla nor Ronon had the gene, and John was taking the last leg.
John had brought his copy of War and Peace but hadn’t made it very far.
And Teyla had brought a tablet with little headphones so as not to disturb the others.
Rodney glanced over at her and said, “She’s watching old episodes of Jerry Springer.”
John raised his eyebrows. “What?”
“Dr. Murase has bunches of them. She said that’s how she learned English,” Rodney said absently, and made a vicious slash with his red pen.
“I thought everyone watched Friends to learn English,” John said.
“Trust a psychiatrist to watch Jerry Springer,” Rodney muttered.
John glanced over his shoulder. “Teyla, no, most people on Earth aren’t like that.”
“You will learn what and what not to do in conflict resolution, though,” Rodney said. “Ah, the hair-pulling. A classic.”
John fixed his gaze forward and decided he didn’t want to know any more.
But then Ronon said, “Hey, that was a pretty good punch. You can tell she hasn’t had any formal training, but her energy is good.”
John said, “Someone’s gotta talk to Dr. Murase about this.”
“Could be worse,” Rodney said. “Could be a soap opera.”
“True, true.”
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Date: 2023-06-21 12:39 pm (UTC)Fill: Guy and Much
Date: 2023-06-22 10:35 am (UTC)Guy looked at Much. “Any regrets?” he asked.
Much shook his head. “None whatsoever. Things are only going to get harder and harder and there’s nothing either of us can do anything about. It’s time to move on.”
With one accord the two turned and resumed the path they had been following. By sundown they would be far away from the catastrophe both feared but were unable to prevent.
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Date: 2023-06-21 12:45 pm (UTC)One day, one night, one moment,
With a dream to believe in.
One step, one fall, one falter,
And a new earth across a wide ocean.
This way became my journey,
This day ends together, Far and Away.
(Book of Days by Enya)
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Date: 2023-06-21 12:47 pm (UTC)Fill 1/3: Stargate Atlantis, John Sheppard/Rodney McKay + Ronon Dex + Jeannie Miller
Date: 2023-06-22 01:19 am (UTC)John glared up at Rodney from inside the maintenance bay, where he was attempting to fix the hyperdrive. Rodney was laying on his stomach, watching. And trying to help.
“This is my ship, and I’m not letting you put your grubby hands on her.”
Rodney looked at his hands, which were most decidedly not grubby. “Did you forget where you picked me up? Fixing sublight engines is what I do.”
“Yeah? Well, you’re not fixing this one.”
Ronon yelled something in Satedan from the cockpit, which only deepened John’s scowl.
“What? What did he say?”
“He said we don’t have time for this. Best get strapped in, McKay.”
“Strapped in?” Rodney scrambled to his feet as John hoisted himself back on deck.
“You’d better get up here!” Jeannie shouted.
Rodney followed John back to the cockpit. “The problem is in the motivator. If you let me at it, it’ll take fifteen minutes for me to fix. Twenty, tops.”
“No time.”
“Star Destroyers,” Jeannie said, unnecessarily pointing at the viewscreen.
John slipped into the pilot’s seat, hands immediately flying over the controls. In that, at least, he was competent, but Rodney had no idea how John managed to keep the bucket of bolts he laughingly called a ship in one piece; as far as Rodney could tell, it needed a complete overhaul from stem to stern.
The Empire had been relentlessly pursuing them ever since they’d rescued Jeannie from the Death Star, which Rodney most emphatically hadn’t signed up for. He was merely looking to get off the backwater planet he’d been stuck on and John had been the only pilot who agreed to accept the meager amount Rodney had to pay. Now he was stuck with a pilot of dubious scruples (and unimaginable cowlicks), a scruffy-looking Satedan that seemed entirely built of muscle, and a Jedi wannabe who’d been sold to the Empire by a bounty hunter.
Rodney was a genius, but even he was having trouble seeing how things could possibly work out for him under such conditions.
“Strap in!” John snapped as the ship took fire from the rear. “Ronon, boost those deflector shields!”
“What are you going to do?” Jeannie asked. She seemed more interested than afraid, which meant she didn’t have much common sense.
“Outmaneuver them,” John replied.
Rodney hastily took the seat behind Ronon and strapped into the safety harness.
The ship headed straight toward the Destroyers, then went into an inverted loop at the last second, leaving the much larger ships to make evasive maneuvers so they didn’t ram each other. The TIE fighters were still on their tail, though. Rodney reluctantly had to admit that John was more than just a competent pilot, not with the way he dipped and weaved and made them a difficult target for the enemy fighters to hit.
Ronon grumbled something at John that had him nodding.
“I see it.”
“See what?” Rodney asked.
“An asteroid field. We’re in luck.”
“Luck?” Jeannie gave Rodney an incredulous look, and he just shrugged in response. “You’re not going in there, are you?”
Asteroid fields were deadly. In addition to moving along their orbital path, the chunks of rock were also spinning and turning and crashing into each other, creating even more debris. Only an insane person would willingly fly into an asteroid field.
Fill 2/3: Stargate Atlantis, John Sheppard/Rodney McKay + Ronon Dex + Jeannie Miller
Date: 2023-06-22 01:19 am (UTC)Rodney leaned forward as far as his harness would allow. “You do know that the odds of successfully navigating an asteroid field are 3,721 to 1.”
“It’s 3,725 to 1, actually, and I plan on being the one. Hold tight.”
Rodney wanted to close his eyes, but he was more afraid of what he wouldn’t see – most likely his own imminent death. He watched through the viewscreen as John narrowly avoided them being crushed between two colliding asteroids; if the TIE fighters were still following, they hopefully wouldn’t be as lucky.
“We’re going to get pulverized if we stay here much longer,” Rodney couldn’t help pointing out as more chunks of rock got up close and personal with each other.
“I’ve got a plan,” John said. Ronon grumbled at him some more. “This is gonna work, trust me.”
‘Trust me’ was also what John said when he got word about the reward for Jeannie’s safe return to her people, and that hadn’t turned out well, at least not so far. And Rodney wasn’t getting any closer to a decently civilized planet where he could settle down and get back to the important work of redefining spaceflight for future generations.
“What are you doing?” Jeannie asked.
“I’m getting closer to that big one.”
One of the asteroids was roughly spherical and the size of a small moon, the surface pitted with impact craters. Getting closer to an unstable asteroid seemed like a very bad idea.
“This is a very bad idea.”
“Don’t sweat it, McKay. I got this.”
“Oh, well. That makes me feel so much better.”
Rodney’s whole body was clenched in anticipation of a crash, or an asteroid impact. He wondered if it was better to be crushed or sucked out into the vacuum of space.
John skimmed his ship low over the surface of the asteroid. What was he looking for? A handy spacedock? An all-night eatery?
“I have to shake these fighters,” John muttered. Ronon muttered something back at him, and the two had an incomprehensible but brief argument.
The ship dipped into one of the larger craters and seemed to be on a collision course with one rocky wall of it, but John had spotted what Rodney didn’t – a narrow canyon. The view abruptly turned as John piloted his ship through the canyon by hugging one wall of it.
The two remaining TIE fighters were being operated by less adept pilots; Rodney didn’t see them crash, but he did see the bits of metallic debris that resulted from it.
“Now what?” he asked.
“Now we set this baby down and get the hyperdrive fixed so we can get the hell out of here,” John replied tersely. “And I see just the spot.”
He took the ship out of the canyon and took it vertical before looping over and coming back down, straight toward what might have been a cave in the floor of the crater. Or it might have just been a shadow and they were all going to die.
Fill 3/3: Stargate Atlantis, John Sheppard/Rodney McKay + Ronon Dex + Jeannie Miller
Date: 2023-06-22 01:20 am (UTC)“Trust me.”
“I barely even know you!”
And then it was too late, because they were heading into the dark, and it really was a cave. Not a large one, by any means, but a cave nonetheless. Once Rodney’s heart stopped trying to beat out of his chest, he could appreciate the logic of John’s choice. If the Star Destroyers were still following, and there was no reason to think they’d given up, John’s ship was now safely out of sight.
John set the ship down with only a minor amount of jostling, and then he shut down everything but life support systems.
“Their scans won’t penetrate the rock,” Rodney pointed out.
“Better safe than sorry.” John got out of his seat. “Ronon, we need to plot a way out of this asteroid field and away from those Destroyers. See what you can do. McKay, you’re with me. Maybe we’ll put those skills of yours to good use after all.”
“What about me?” Jeannie asked. “I can help, too!”
“You can sit tight and keep an eye out.”
“An eye out for what? Is this because I’m a woman? Because if it is, I’m going knock you –”
John held his hands up in supplication, a hint of a grin tugging at his lips. “There might be other things in this cave beside us. I need you to keep watch. It’s a safety thing.”
Jeannie pouted but agreed to stay in the cockpit. She certainly didn’t act like a Jedi, not that Rodney had met any. There weren’t many left out there in the galaxy, or so the legends went.
“You can fix the motivator?” John asked as they returned to the maintenance bay.
“I said I could, didn’t I? Trust me, I want to get out of here in one piece. I paid you for a direct trip and it’s been nothing but diversions.”
Rodney got to the edge of the access hatch and was ready to climb down in, but John stopped him with a hand on his shoulder.
“Didn’t anyone ever tell you it’s not the destination, it’s the journey?” John smirked, and the look he was giving Rodney was difficult to discern. Not difficult to decide how it made him feel, though.
“I don’t have time for this.”
“There’ll be time later,” John said confidently.
For what? Rodney wanted to ask. The only reason he didn’t was that he wasn’t sure what he wanted the answer to be. Instead, he climbed down into the bay and started disassembling the motivator, with John handing him tools as he called them out. Getting the hyperdrive fixed was of the utmost importance.
Falling for a scruffy-looking nerfherder wasn’t part of Rodney’s plan.
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Date: 2023-06-21 12:49 pm (UTC)How do I live without the ones I love?
Time still turns the pages of the book it's burned
Place and time always on my mind
And the light you left remains
But it's so hard to stay
When I have so much to say and you're so far away
(So Far Away by Avenged Sevenfold)
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Date: 2023-06-21 01:22 pm (UTC)And just so you know
The distance is what's killing me
Time and space have become the enemy
And what I need is so far away
(The Distance by Hot Chelle Rae)
Fill: A Universe Away [Torchwood: Rhiannon, Ianto, Jack: PG]
Date: 2023-06-28 12:24 pm (UTC)In some ways it had been easier to bear when she’d believed he was dead. End of the line, out of chances to reconnect, gone but not forgotten. She’d been able to mourn the loss of her only sibling, honour the sacrifice he’d made for the world’s children, and carry on. Finding out he was still alive but far beyond her reach was far harder to take.
Not that she wasn’t glad for Ianto. He hadn’t deserved to die so young, so tragically, but… He couldn’t return to earth, not in his own lifetime, or hers, or even her children’s, and she had no way of travelling to a time when his return to the planet of his birth was possible.
She stood outside the backdoor of her house and stared up at the stars. Ianto was out there, somewhere, with his new husband, travelling through space and time, having unimaginable adventures that she couldn’t be part of, all because of some cruel quirk of fate.
Getting the letter from Ianto, the one Jack had delivered in person, had been such a relief. Her brother was okay, happy even, with all of time spread out ahead of him to live the life he deserved. But now she knew just enough to realise how little she’d actually understood him. She’d thought he was a boring, paper-pushing civil servant, when in reality he was busy putting his life on the line, saving Cardiff and the world from evil space aliens. There was so much she wanted to know, so many questions she wanted to ask him, and she couldn’t because he was out in space, and she was stuck here on earth.
Where was he right now? What was he doing? Was he helping the people of another world, or maybe dining on alien delicacies, or swimming in alien seas? Was he thinking about her and her family? Did they even cross his mind?
No, that was unfair. He’d taken the time to write her a letter, asked his husband to deliver it and answer any questions she had. Clearly he hadn’t forgotten her. He missed her, and the kids; he’d said as much. She’d written a letter back, which Jack had taken with him when he’d left, but that had been weeks ago.
Not that she’d expected regular correspondence, she couldn’t have asked Jack to keep playing mailman, or assumed that Ianto would make regular trips to the past to arrange for letters to be delivered to her in the present. Even if he WAS going to live forever, he surely had better things to do with eternity than spend it writing letters to his bossy big sister and his ungrateful nephew and niece, who’d seen him more as a walking cash machine than a person.
She wanted to hug Ianto, tell him she was sorry for not trying harder to mend the distance between them when it was still possible. Now there were hundreds, maybe even thousands, of light years between them, and her arms weren’t long enough to reach.
“I love you, baby brother, I hope you know that, and if we ever have the chance to meet again in person, I’m going to hug the stuffing out of you. I should’ve done that long ago. I should have been there for you, or at least tried to be, but I was so focused on my family I forgot that you were my family first, long before Johnny and the kids. Please be safe, take care of that dashing husband of yours, and try not to die too often.”
Rhiannon hugged herself; it was late, and getting chilly out, but this nightly ritual was as important to her now as tucking her kids into bed and kissing Johnny goodnight. She needed the connection with her brother, no matter how tenuous it might be. No matter how much time and distance lay between them, she would always hold him in her heart.
The End
Re: Fill: A Universe Away [Torchwood: Rhiannon, Ianto, Jack: PG]
Date: 2023-06-28 12:29 pm (UTC)Thank you so much!
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