Monday: Fathers

[badfalcon.livejournal.com]

Hi, I'm badfalcon and I'm you're guest host for the week. Hope you've had a good weekend and are ready for another busy week. Today I'm throwing out a theme actually related to the weekend. A theme of Fathers

Imagine your favourite character as a father, as a daddy? What about their relationship with their father - or lack thereof, in some cases.
Hell, maybe throw in a spot of daddy!kink.
If it refers to fathers, dad's, papa's, daddys... then this is the place to put that prompt!

Just remember to place them in the correct format:
RPS, Christian Kane/Steve Carlson, I don't think I'm ready to be a daddy
NCIS/Supernatural, Gibbs/John, Marines make you ready for anything... except fatherhood.

Please be kind to our codemonkeys, only three prompts per fandom, and only five prompts. If one of them is filled, you can go ahead and post another. Play fair!

And if you don't see anything that you like, you can always go through our Lonely Prompts

Have fun!

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[badfalcon.livejournal.com]

RPS, Christian Kane/Steve Carlson, I don't think I'm ready to be a daddy

[badfalcon.livejournal.com]

NCIS/Supernatural, Gibbs/John, Marines make you ready for anything... except fatherhood.

[badfalcon.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Samuel & Deanna & Mary, just like her father

[gaffsie.livejournal.com]

SGA, John and Patrick Sheppard, Father's Day

[beth-soprano.livejournal.com]

Sanctuary, Will & Magnus (pn), "Daddy."

[bitwhizzle.livejournal.com]

Star Wars, Wedge, his father's son

[nocabaret.livejournal.com]

Glee, Rachel Berry and her dads, Fathers Day

[gaffsie.livejournal.com]

SGA, Teyla and Torren John, his namesake.

[amavissem.livejournal.com]

Psych, Shawn/Jules or Shawn/Lassiter, Shawn as a dad.

Lucky Charm

[rise-your-dead.livejournal.com]

Terri Spencer loves Lucky Charms. She eats bowls of it every morning with her father while they lie in front of the TV set, watching the most mind-numbing cartoons. Shawn analyzes every action of Bugs Bunny as if it were a gift from the sages, his explanations ranging from the eyebrow-raising to the mundane. They are friends and playmates, with rabbits in their back pockets and the same observant eyes.

Juliet listens while she. Little Terri already had her own personal set of handcuffs and a little plastic gun (she once scared the hell out of Gus with it on Halloween). She’s a good mixture of the both of them already; maybe one day she’ll grow up to work on the force (if Lassie has anything to say about it, that wlll be a given).

Or maybe one day she’ll grow up to breed bunnies.

When you’re six, the world stretches out before you. It helps to have a great family standing behind you every step of the way.

[amavissem.livejournal.com]

Doctor Who, any or gen, the Doctor visiting Amy's kids/being a sort of father-figure.

Uncle Doctor (it's totally Eleven/Amy)

[fae-calumnae.livejournal.com]

He visits at first only on birthdays and holidays, especially on Christmas. These are the days that a visit from a wayward uncle is expected, if not required. He brought them toys from different galaxies; sometimes they were appropriate, and sometimes Amy took them away, claiming that there were small parts the children could swallow. Only later would she remind the doctor that gemstones and treats are fine, but sentient robots and alien creatures that mess on her rug are NOT welcome in her house.

She knows he doesn’t do this for any other companion, but she never asks why. Sometimes he mentions his new companions, just in passing, but he doesn’t elaborate.

He hates it when the kids cheat at Candyland, but they love it when he pitches his little fits. Mostly they play imaginary games, pretending to be space travelers or princesses or witches. The doctor has all the best stories, and applauds Lily for her creativity and Tyler for his historical accuracy.

He stays until bedtime, and then stays a little longer. He and Amy talk about old times, the good and the sad, and about the people they’ve lost. Sometimes, usually around Christmas, he asks her to go with him. Feeling like Wendy, she says no every time.

Every Valentine’s Day, he leaves one red rose on her doorstep. And sometimes he arrives in the dark, and she runs out to meet him, knowing that night he’s just hers.

[munnin-odanin.livejournal.com]

DCU, Dick/Damian (future fic pls?), “Actually Daddy kink is quite normal for this family...”

[angelus2hot]

Stargate SG-1, Jack & any, another father's day without his son

[alcetis.livejournal.com]

Merlin, Morgana and Uther, he wasn't the worst father.

[alba17.livejournal.com]

I have no idea where this came from and it's probably not what you had in mind. But anyway... WARNING: IMPLICATION OF INCEST (if you consider their relationship to be father/daughter)

He wasn’t the worst father.

In fact, Uther wasn’t her father at all and perhaps that was the crux of it. The stern gaze, the stolid refusal to see reason, the stubborn set of his shoulders as he repeatedly rebuffed her efforts to melt his resolve; it all would have been easier to take if he had been her real father.

But he wasn’t and she could never forget that.

Sometimes after they fought, she’d rush back to her chambers, blood thrumming with anger and frustration, her mouth grim. The laces of her gown gripped like a vise around her ribcage, making it hard to breathe. She’d have Gwen take it off as quickly as possible, and slip on her nightgown, which fell loose and cool over her bare skin.

Then there were those nights, after Gwen had gone, when the heat of her confrontation with Uther burned steady and insistent deep inside, refusing to subside. She’d close her eyes and hear his voice, deep and commanding.

“Take care, child, or I’ll have you restrained.”

The words reverberated in her mind, casting alluring images that she couldn’t let go, that struck through her like lightning. As if by its own accord, her hand would wander under her shift, drawn to that melting place between her legs, recalling the cold spark of his eyes drilling into her, dissolving her defences, laying her open and vulnerable like no one else could. She imagined those gloved hands on her, the drag of the dark leather across her pale skin as he bore down on her, his cape spreading wide as he pressed inside. She’d quiver and jerk with her release, and then sleep deeply, always, without dreams.

~~~~

Billowing in the wind, his cloak wrapped around hers, the green and the red tangling together. Nearby, his sword stood tall, thrust into the earth when he’d thought they were safe.

She meant to betray him. Yet his words melted her heart, his hand lying heavy and firm on her shoulder. When the moment came, she had to save him. He wasn’t her father, no, he was both more and less. The ties that bound them were like a cobweb, a complex pattern of whisper thin threads, visible only in a certain light, yet strong enough to entrap and kill.

This time she’d saved him. Maybe not the next.

For the moment, there was this: his hand on her shoulder; the smell of the leather of his glove; the press of strong fingers through her cloak. As the wind whipped through the trees, they stood close, their breath mingling warm in the cool air, as his arms enclosed her. She leaned her head against his shoulder, solid and reassuring.

The manacles click as they close on her delicate wrists, the edges rough and biting on her skin.

She put her hand on his face, the tips of her fingers barely touching his cheek. He smiled, his eyes crinkling at the edges, and pushed a stray strand of hair under her hood.

He draws one fingertip down the inside of her arm and traces the inside of the manacle. Wordlessly, she opens up to him, every part of her on offer - anything he wants.

“We should go home,” Uther murmured, “it’s been a long day and you need to rest.”

Morgana nodded, adrenaline still rushing through her, confused and upset by the rapid course of events.

“So, have you forgiven me?” Uther arched his eyebrow and pulled Morgana close again. She hoped the hood hid the flush in her cheeks.

“Yes, sire, of course.”

“Morgana, there’s no ‘of course’ with you, ever. I know you will never do the expected thing. You always surprise me.” He gave her a fond smile.

Morgana rubbed at her wrist and quirked her mouth slyly. A plan was formulating in her mind. “That I do, sire, that I do.”

No, he wasn’t the worst father. If things worked out, he might turn out to be the best.

[alcetis.livejournal.com]

Firefly, Mal(/Inara), he was always good with kids, but Serenity is no place to raise a baby.

[alicat713.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Castiel(/Dean) + any others, Children of absentee fathers act out - not always in predictable ways.

[samueljames]

Without A Trace, Danny/Martin, "will you ever tell your father about us?"

[samueljames]

CSI:NY, Mac/Adam, Mac trying to get Adam to deal with his daddy issues.

[samueljames]

Glee, Burt Hummel, world's best dad.

[samueljames]

Hustle, Ash/Sean or Ash & Sean, "I'm old enough to be his father. What would he see in me?"

[samueljames]

Angel, Spike/Angel, daddykink (anything except non-con)

[modestroad.livejournal.com]

DCU, Barbara Gordon, Jim Gordon, "Happy Father's day."

[modestroad.livejournal.com]

DCU, Jason Todd, daddy issues

[modestroad.livejournal.com]

DCU, Damian Wayne, Talia Al Ghul, "Your dad is..."

[modestroad.livejournal.com]

Merlin, Morgana, Uther, Arthur, pre-S1, "I want to see me like a father."

[modestroad.livejournal.com]

Merlin, OT4, modern day AU, "Your dad is an arse!"