Friday Free For All

[phantisma.livejournal.com]

It is that time of the week again. Time for us to let it loose and let it all hang out and party with the fic-y goodness.

Any prompt, any fandom, any pairing or no pairing, any anything...Go wild...but you still have to follow the rules.

Only 5 prompts in a row, no more than 3 per fandom, but you can always leave more once yours have been answered. No spoilers in your prompts for at least a week after air/publish date, and if you have spoilers in your fill, please warn and leave at least three spaces before your fic so people can skip it.

Remember to format your prompts properly.

Supernatural, Sam/Dean, at the end of all things
Leverage, Eliot/author's choice, when the lights go down
Hawaii 5-0, Steve/Danny, five seconds

If none of today's prompts are tickling your writer's palate, try some of our Lonely Prompts on for size (Yay for mixed metaphors!)

Comments

[phantisma.livejournal.com]

Leverage, Eliot/author's choice, when the lights go down

[truthwritaslies.livejournal.com]

" 'Cause when the lovin' starts and the lights go down..." Elliot sang along to the radio as he moved around the kitchen, humming when his mouth was full from tasting whatever he was working on.

"...move me until the sun comes up and you say that your done..."

Nate watched as Elliot's hips swayed along. Finally, he decided watching was too boring and entered the kitchen, sliding his arms around Elliot's waist and swaying along.

"Hey." Nate said.

"Try this." Elliot replied, turning and offering Nate a spoonful of stew.

Nate tasted the soup with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Needs some thyme." He said.

Elliot nodded and kissed Nate before turning back to his cooking.

Nate smiled as the next song came on and began to softly sing along.

"At last, my love has come along...."

[belladhanna.livejournal.com]

Ahh You beat me to the fill *and* you used a Fleetwood Mac tune. Niiiiice!

Good job too.

filled again! lol

[belladhanna.livejournal.com]

The apartment didn’t come with them, but having them installed was worth it. The electrician thought the dimmer switches were for ambiance and Alec was fine with that. Nate, Sophie and Parker thought they were for the migraines Eliot got after fights. He did get migraines on occasion and dimming the lights did help.

Only Alec knew what the switches were really about. Only he knew they helped keep the nightmares of darkened cells and torturous guardsman at bay. Just a little light kept away memories of rats as big as kittens trying to survive by making a meal out of him and him making meals out of them.

Eliot told Alec about one of his nightmares. Once. Alec had the switches installed soon after. Eliot never said a thing. When he and Eliot get home, Alec dims the lights a little every few minutes.

Later that night with limbs intertwined, bodies soaked with sweat, and barely there shadows on the walls from the dimmed lights, Eliot whispers a quiet thank you to his lover.