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ki ([personal profile] somehowunbroken) wrote in [community profile] comment_fic2011-10-19 02:56 am

Wednesday - Colors

It's Wednesday, and our prompt today is colors. Maybe one of your characters has a secret favorite color. Maybe they really look great in blue shirts. Maybe they accidentally (or not-so-accidentally) get covered in sparkly green glitter. Your prompt can be silly or serious, longer or shorter, but it must have something to do with a color.

The rules:
-No more than five prompts in a row
-No more than three prompts per fandom
-If your prompts get answered, feel free to post more
-No spoilers in your prompt for at least a week after publication/air date
-If there are spoilers in your fic response, please warn and leave adequate space following the warning to let folks give it a pass.

Please take mercy on our hard working code monkeys and format your prompts properly (and try not to make them overly long).

For example:

-Stargate Atlantis/Stargate SG1, John/Cam, dress blues
-Hawaii Five-0, Steve/Danny + Grace, Grace makes Steve the pinkest card ever for his birthday
-Sanctuary, Tesla and Magnus, "you're out of red wine again"

Tag=color


Have fun!

[identity profile] natural-blue-26.livejournal.com 2011-10-19 07:13 am (UTC)(link)
Animorphs, Tobias/Rachel, freedom is sky blue- like her eyes
ext_442164: Colourful balloons (animorphs - grace)

fill (for once, it's not angst)

[identity profile] with-rainfall.livejournal.com 2012-06-29 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
Spoilers for Animorphs

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The sky is at once vast and confining without Rachel. It’s a boundless prison, because flight is supposed to be his escape, but everything is touched with her memory. The colour, on bright days, brings back her eyes in a certain light. Wind in the trees recalls her breath, or her laughter. The texture of a freshly caught mouse reminds him of Rachel roaring and sinking her teeth into Hork-Bajir flesh. Once he sees a bald eagle soaring miles above him, and traces every feather of her wings, imagining Rachel flying beside him (of course the eagle is female, he assures himself; there’s no possibility she wouldn’t be). Another time he catches sight of a bright yellow kite and remembers eating McDonalds in the woods on one of their weird almost-dates. It’s painful, but somehow, after a while, he doesn’t mind the pain because it keeps her alive for him.
Edited 2012-06-29 05:08 (UTC)