Getsuyobi - Prompt is the First Line
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Inspiration comes in funny ways, doesn't it? We're all here because we love to write, but sometimes we just need a prompt - a beginning. So today your prompts will be the first line. Give your writers a push out of the gate and see where they run with it!
As always, obey the rules:
Feed the overworked codemonkeys correctly formatted prompts:
If you don't see a beginning you'd like to continue, head back to our Lonely Prompts and give them a happy ending instead.
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tiptoe39 and I am tickled pink to be your host for comment_fic this week.Inspiration comes in funny ways, doesn't it? We're all here because we love to write, but sometimes we just need a prompt - a beginning. So today your prompts will be the first line. Give your writers a push out of the gate and see where they run with it!
As always, obey the rules:
- Three prompts per fandom, and no more than five total. If one of your prompts is filled, you may post another.
- No spoilers for new shows/seasons until at least one week after airing.
- If your fill contains spoilers, please warn for it and leave enough space for people to pass by.
Feed the overworked codemonkeys correctly formatted prompts:
- Supernatural, Dean/author's choice, It was the last person Dean ever expected to see through the peephole of the motel room door.
- Fringe, Peter/Olivia, "We're going to have to talk about this sooner or later."
- Heroes/Nu!Trek, Peter Petrelli/Jim Kirk, Peter couldn't help but wonder what his mother would say right now.
If you don't see a beginning you'd like to continue, head back to our Lonely Prompts and give them a happy ending instead.
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Date: 2011-01-24 04:59 pm (UTC)FILL: Different Ideas of Fun
Date: 2011-01-24 05:06 pm (UTC)SG-1 was the front line team, right? It should have been okay. Of course, John didn't actually consider that his team was the front line Atlantis team and they saw their share of trouble too, and honestly, he didn't think anyone in the Pegasus Galaxy would have ever heard of Vala Mal Doran before.
He reconsidered that right before both of them got tossed in a cell that smelled vaguely like pee and, weirdly enough, fabric softener.
"So," John said, leaning his head back against the wall once making sure the pee-and-fabric-softener smell wasn't coming from there.
"How was I supposed to know this planet didn't allow you to do that in public?" Vala said, huffing slightly as she sat next to him. Their weapons had already been taken, some from places on Vala that John was pretty sure had to be uncomfortable.
"Most planets don't allow you to do that in public," John said with a nod as he focused on refastening his belt, which he was pretty sure he didn't remember anyone undoing, but then, he'd seen how fast Vala's hands had moved when she'd stolen the High Council leader's amulet, so he shouldn't really be that surprised. As he got his pants back to where they were supposed to be, John felt something cold touch his thigh. The amulet.
He gave Vala at look, and she just grinned back at him. "I didn't figure they'd search you...there," she replied, her eyes trailing down his body and back up to his face. Her grin never dimmed, if anything it actually got brighter.
"Oh, so that's what the kissing and the...the hands were all about," he said, giving her a dubious look as he tried to unhook the amulet from his belt, except he couldn't quite figure out how she'd even gotten it on there in the first place, and he wasn't about to take his pants off right there. Not in prison! Even if he was now an accomplice.
Her eyes trailed down his body and back again. "Mostly."
"So why are we committing high crimes and misdemeanors?" John gestured at the two of them as he spoke, and he was really starting to hate her grin.
"The amulet used to belong to me. You know. Before." It took John a moment to realize she was talking about before before. Back when she had an evil alien brain snake in her head. He was actually proud of himself for remembering that part of the briefing before she turned that grin on him again. "Don't worry. The bomb was deactivated years ago. I think."
John did a double take at that, his mouth opening and closing before he gritted his teeth. "Vala. Why is there a bomb in my pants?"
Vala just grinned even wider.
Re: Fill- I'm gonna kill you... and steal your hat.
Date: 2011-01-24 05:26 pm (UTC)Fill - Family Troubles
Date: 2011-01-24 05:28 pm (UTC)There were twenty bodies in the carriage, no discernable pattern to age or race or sex. It was bloody carnage, so severe in fact that half the CSU was vomiting in the shrubbery and the other half were praying and/or weeping.
Sherlock could not have been less pleased.
“Let’s go John, I do believe that the police can get on without us just this once.”
Seeing the remains, couldn’t think of them as people, not now, John couldn’t even make a token objection. He had enough nightmares, thank you very much, and didn’t particularly relish the idea of collecting new ones.
“What?” Lestrade sputtered, “You’re leaving? I thought this would be just your thing!”
“This?” Sherlock gestured to the mess as if it were beneath him. “I do hope your people are not so incompetent that you need me for this.”
There was nothing D.I. Lestrade could say without implying he thought his people were incompetent, so he simply sighed as Sherlock and John hurried away.
“Sherlock?” John asks when they’re finally tucked away in a cab and headed for home.
“Hmmm?”
“Why didn’t you help them? Scene like that, seems we might want to prevent that from happening again.”
Sherlock looked up from his phone for a moment, the look on his face so incredulous as to border on insulted. “I intend to ensure such a thing does not happen again John, I’m not a monster.”
“So what are you going to do about it?”
“I’ve got it well in hand John, nothing to worry about.”
To: Mycroft
From: Sherlock
Our cousins are at it again. 20 bodies in the city, noticeable exsanguination. Very big mess. Am not assisting police at this time as cover-up seems unlikely.
Tell Mitchell he still owes me 20 quid and a new skull.
~SH
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Date: 2011-01-24 05:40 pm (UTC)Re: Fill- I'm gonna kill you... and steal your hat.
Date: 2011-01-24 05:43 pm (UTC)Re: FILL: Different Ideas of Fun
Date: 2011-01-24 05:44 pm (UTC)"Vala. Why is there a bomb in my pants?" - a great line! ::))
Fill- invisible twin
Date: 2011-01-24 05:50 pm (UTC)Thankfully, Bryce knew Neal existed. He lived in New York City and usually kept on the wrong side of the law. Until recently.
"Bryce, this is Peter Burke. I'm calling to let you know that I'm working with your twin Neal on some cases and he's out of danger."
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Did I do good? Not a big fan of Chuck, but this prompt spoke to me. Probably because it was a crossover between WC and Chuck. :)
Fill- sensual massage
Date: 2011-01-24 05:56 pm (UTC)"Mmm, Aidan that feels good." Josh melts under Aidan's touch. He's needed this. Aidan's experienced hands know just how to turn him on and leave him gasping, without a single bit of intercourse. That's why Josh loves him.
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