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Once again, I'm [livejournal.com profile] ryuutchi and welcome to the EST edition of [livejournal.com profile] comment_fic, and the second day of my totally amazing theme set. Today's theme is "Gen Adventure Stories". We like to pair characters off a lot, so today is dedicated to all of our favorite characters just having awesome buddy adventures!

Please remember to format your prompts like so:
Leverage, Sophie and Parker, teaching her how to fly
Tru Blood, Sookie and Tara, the first time she realized Sookie was psychic
Marvel, Jessica Jones and Carol Danvers, taking down drug dealers feels better than Jess remembered
Young Avengers, Kate and Cassie, they're still friends even if they're on different teams.

You should know the rules by now, but if you don't, here they are:
  • No more than three prompts per fandom.

  • No more than five prompts at a time, though after you get one or more of your prompts filled, you are free to leave more.

  • No spoilers in your prompts until a week after air date or publication.

  • Warn for spoilers in your fic in bold and with at least three spaces above your fic.


  • If there's nothing here that catches your eye, feel free to go though our Lonely Prompts

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Fruit and Mud I

Date: 2011-02-04 03:12 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] jazzypom.livejournal.com
Cassie pressed the code to the Young Avengers lair, still surprised and delighted when the door clicked open. At least this - and Cassie firmed her lips to prevent a sob from escaping- this hadn't changed. She knew that for the time being, their HQ was empty.

"It's better this way," Kate said, shades masking her eyes as everyone crowded around the table. "We can't be seen together in light of the SHRA. If we get caught..."

"We can’t use this place," Billy agreed. "Too easy." he raised his eyes to the ceiling, and gave a small smile. "I'll miss it though. But we'll all be back soon enough, right?"


Wrong. Cassie knew that now, as she slid inside, and shut the door behind her. By choosing to be on the side of the SHRA, she wasn't on the side of her team. She closed her eyes, and banged her head against the door, willing the pain to chase away any the crying jag that she wanted to have. She didn’t want to go to jail, and she was sorry, that’s all, but they’d come around eventually to her, wouldn’t they?

At this, Cassie squirmed, because that wasn’t true.

She slipped through the rooms, the tips of her fingers touching the various bits of furniture as she drifted past, stirring sense memory there. The over-sized sofa with dents of the YA’s bodies there, as they watched the news, crowing over the little press they got. Or that little notch there, when Cassie ducked Kate’s arrow when she grabbed for the last cookie. Wiping her nose with her finger, she smiled at the memory. It might have been a gingersnap, Teddy had been really proud of his baking skills, and...

Cassie pushed open the door to the kitchen. It was late, going by the set of the sun, probably five fifteen. With the summer weather and longer skies, the sun being a mellow orange barely hinted at the hour, because the sky was still bright.

Kate stood there by the table, with a tub of yogurt and two bowls of chopped fruit, complete with spoons sticking upwards from the fruit. Cassie hoped it was yogurt. Kate had this strange craving for cottage cheese that no one understood.

Cottage cheese was the yuck

"What took you so long?"

"My mom. She's freaking out over the whole capes and SHRA thing." Cassie dropped her bag by the door and hopped over to perch on one of the stools by the table, resting her elbows on the table’s surface.

Kate rolled a shoulder, as she crossed to the fridge and took out a bottle of Hershey's mint chocolate syrup. Judging from her jacket and skirt, Kate must have just came here straight from school. Even with the holidays on, she still had to do orchestra practice two days a week, and in her uniform. Kate still had yet to shuck her jacket and roll up her shirt sleeves to her elbows as she was fond of doing.

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Date: 2010-07-13 05:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] immortal-jedi.livejournal.com
Supernatural, Team Free Will, on a vampire hunt

Date: 2010-07-13 05:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] immortal-jedi.livejournal.com
Star Wars, Han, Luke, and Leia, becoming family

Fill: "Found Family" [G]

Date: 2019-04-11 07:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ami-ven.livejournal.com
Title: Found Family
Rating: G
Word Count: 355
Prompt: this prompt (http://comment-fic.livejournal.com/168386.html?thread=36588994#t36588994) over at [livejournal.com profile] comment_fic
Fandom: Star Wars (original trilogy)
Character(s): Luke Skywalker, Leia Organa, Han Solo
Pairing(s): implied Han Solo/Leia Organa
Summary: Luke had grown up feeling like he didn’t belong.

LINK(S): on LJ (https://ami-ven.livejournal.com/901253.html) & on AO3 (https://archiveofourown.org/works/18427439)

Date: 2010-07-13 05:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] immortal-jedi.livejournal.com
Discworld, the Watch, a most unusual crime

Date: 2010-07-13 05:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] veleda-k.livejournal.com
Merlin, Morgana and Morgause, Plot to destroy Camelot number 61: flying monkeys

Date: 2010-07-13 06:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daria234.livejournal.com
They spent several hours trying to wash the flying monkeys' feces out of their hair. It was the stench that was impossible to get out.

Finally Morgana turned to Morgause and said, "That was the worst plan I've ever heard. And I grew up with Prince 'let's-run-in-with-our-swords-and-see-what-happens' Arthur.

"Morgana, we can try again. I have someone in mind, a provider of magical objects. It's a bonnet that turns old people young and young people old."

Morgana rolled her eyes. "Forget it. I'd just end up changing Uther's diapers while Arthur yelled at us to get off his lawn."

"I'm beginning to think you aren't taking my plans seriously, Morgana."

Morgana picked off yet another clump of monkey fur form her cloak and flicked it at her sister. "What ever you gave you that idea?"

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Date: 2010-07-13 05:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] beth-soprano.livejournal.com
Sanctuary, Kate and Thad (as kids), the time they dressed up as superheroes and ran around the living room (even if Kate was really too old for dress up)

Date: 2010-07-13 05:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] beth-soprano.livejournal.com
Sanctuary, Kate and any, fighting zombies

Date: 2010-07-13 05:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] beth-soprano.livejournal.com
Sanctuary, Ashley and Henry, prank wars

Date: 2010-07-13 05:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hrtslkths.livejournal.com
Supernatural, Team Free Will, practicing swear words and one liners

Date: 2010-07-14 03:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kat8cha.livejournal.com
Sam was pretty sure when he conked out about (and he glances at the cheap digital motel clock) fifteen minutes ago that Castiel hadn't been with them. Not that it was unusual for their token angel to show up from nowhere, but generally he announced himself. Or had a reason. Sam really hoped this was one of those few times he had no reason for showing up.

He really needed more than fifteen minutes of sleep.

"Fuck." Castiel said in his usual monotone. It took Sam at least ten seconds to process that Castiel was cursing. Thankfully Dean spoke before he could properly freak out.

"No, Cas, look, it's a lot more like this. FUCK."

"…fuck."

"Cas…"

Sam dragged a pillow over his head to blot out the rest of this episode of 'teaching the angel unholy things'. He didn't do it soon enough to miss Dean saying;

"Let's try combinations instead. Say 'dick face', Cas."

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Date: 2010-07-13 05:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hrtslkths.livejournal.com
Supernatural, Team Free Will + Bobby, Crowley, "Rock, paper, scissors for who gets the demon and who gets the angel."

no fic...maybe though

Date: 2010-07-13 04:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] iantosgal.livejournal.com
This is made of win!

Yeah I wrote it!

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Date: 2010-07-13 05:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cute-shinigami.livejournal.com
Yami no Matsuei, Tsuzuki & Terazuma, the haunted belltower case

Date: 2010-07-13 05:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] matrixrefugee.livejournal.com
Gormenghast, young Titus Groan & Fuschia, exploring forgotten passageways

Date: 2010-07-13 05:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mulder200.livejournal.com
SPN, Team Free Will, Sam ad Dean teach Castiel how to relax

Date: 2010-07-13 05:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] iheartpants956.livejournal.com
Burn Notice, Mike and Sam, Beer, C-4, and a very angry Fi

No fic (yet)

Date: 2010-07-13 04:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rise-your-dead.livejournal.com
But this prompt is love, and I might take it eventually :)

Folly

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Date: 2010-07-13 05:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] iheartpants956.livejournal.com
Bones, Zach and Hodgins, One of their experiments lands them in jail.

Date: 2010-07-13 05:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] yeclek.livejournal.com
Supernatural, Bela and Ruby, getting the demon out of Hell

Date: 2010-07-13 05:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mokusan.livejournal.com
Community, ensemble, spending the summer together

Date: 2010-07-13 06:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] garnet-words.livejournal.com
The Vampire Diaries, Stefan and Damon, "We could travel the world together... we could try out for The Amazing Race!"
Edited Date: 2010-07-13 06:11 am (UTC)

Date: 2010-07-13 06:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] garnet-words.livejournal.com
The Vampire Diaries, Damon and Alaric (and Sheriff Forbes), vampire hunting

Date: 2010-07-13 06:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] garnet-words.livejournal.com
The Vampire Diaries, Stefan, Elena, and Damon, road trip

Date: 2010-07-13 06:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mokusan.livejournal.com
Star Trek XI, Spock and Bones, Kirk is captured by hostile aliens (again), and Spock and Bones must grudgingly work together in order to save him (again)
From: [identity profile] preromantics.livejournal.com
A tad more serious that I meant it to be! Spock & Bones with background Spock/Kirk.

McCoy doesn't need the coffee that Spock hands silently to him at his door to wake up -- he'd been up since his shift ended, worrying about Jim in the same way he had been all day, enough that he almost had to relieve his position early. He heard Spock had left shift early but didn't believe it -- Spock was his job, through and through. For the most part. (Except for maybe when he was having lunch with Jim -- the one time McCoy came in late to grab food after a surgery, sitting near the doors before he noticed them together, and he honest to god watched Spock tip his head back a fraction and open his mouth into something that looked suspiciously like a laugh.)

McCoy yawns once, walking toward the transporter room with Spock. Spock does little to fill him in on whatever plan he had, which is fine by McCoy, because it means he doesn't have to listen to Spock. He matches the quick pace of Spock's strides, though, apprehensive despite himself. He trusts Spock, although the trust had been slow coming. The fact that Jim trusted Spock with his life, and probably anything else he could offer, was something McCoy could not ignore. Despite his flaws, Jim's trust of people was not easily earned, and McCoy did not take his choices lightly.

"Aren't covert missions illogical?" McCoy asks, if only to break the heavy silence between them. "Not to mention against a ton of 'fleet policy?"

"Not everything that is illogical is also -- unnecessary," Spock says, stopping to duck down at the console of the transporter room, where a wary-eyed cadet backs away without a word.

McCoy thinks vaguely about how someone will have to relieve that cadet of his duty, not even putting up a fight against illegal transporter use, and he thinks about how Jim would probably laugh at that and keep the cadet on instead, in case he had to sneak down somewhere, because he would.

"The likelihood that this plan will --" Spock starts, apparently upon turning back to McCoy and catching his expression. McCoy himself doesn't want to know what his expression looks like, so he turns and gets on the transporter.

"I don't want to hear about statistics right now, Spock," he says, probably more gruffly than he means to, but God, with every time he gets dragged along on some rescue mission with Spock -- Spock, of all people, and this time alone, which means Jim will owe him a whole slew of illegal alcohol -- every time McCoy is just that much more afraid they aren't going to get Spock back.

Spock looks at him before he crouches down on the pad, and it's not like he's frowning, or doing anything especially unique with his face -- maybe McCoy is just getting better at reading him however Jim does, however Jim knows when Spock is distressed or pleased or whatever. (He really hopes he won't end up like Jim, then, noticing Spock being upset or something and then following him around with increasingly embarrassing attempts to cheer him up until they disappear for a while. The worst thing about that is when Chapel and the other nurses add to their betting pool -- that McCoy wants nothing with, thank you, -- on the degree of Spock and Kirk's working relationship.

Date: 2010-07-13 06:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daria234.livejournal.com
Leverage, Parker and Eliot, "today we're having an adventure, just you and me."
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