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Good morning, everyone! I’m [livejournal.com profile] meteorfire, and I'll be your guest host for the week!

Today’s theme is First Lines, which means that your prompt is the first lines in the following ficlet. Therefore, when filling a prompt, your story should begin with the provided line.

Some quick examples:
  • Doctor Who, any, It was all fine until the Doctor made a paper hat.
  • Sherlock BBC, Sherlock & John, There are three things (at least) that you don’t learn about Sherlock until you live with him for a year.
  • Merlin BBC, Arthur, Dragons were always bad news.

As always, remember to follow the rules:
  • Only three prompts from a fandom
  • Only five prompts in a row
  • If one prompt gets filled you can leave a new one
  • No spoilers in your prompts until a week after airdate/publication
  • If your fill contains a spoiler please warn accordingly and leave space for the spoiler.

Have fun, everyone!

tag= FirstLine

a second fill

Date: 2011-12-14 06:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] indraleigh.livejournal.com
A hazard of filling these at the lunch break then getting home to find it already filled. Anyway, here's a second fill.


“My boyfriend's back and you're gonna be in trouble...” Is what Tony wanted to tell the large and armed kidnappers, but Steve wasn't his boyfriend. In fact Tony wasn't sure that Steve even considered them friends.

No Iron Man suit, no phone, nothing other than his used to be nice tuxedo that was now pants and torn shirt. The kidnappers didn't care about the Avengers or Iron Man, they wanted to teach Tony a lesson for something he hadn't figured out yet. His head really hurt where he got knocked out earlier and a bit of blood had dripped into the corner of his eye and was really annoying and a bit gross.

Oh how Tony wished Steve were there. Yeah he wanted to sit next to Steve but not as the victims in a kidnapping because then Steve would be in trouble too.

Not again! As Tony lost conscious he wondered if he would have matching bruises on each side of his head.



“Red, white, and blue. I hope its you Cap.”

Steve heard Tony mumble as he was being carried out of the cellar. Steve was unstoppable in his efforts to get Tony back. Tony's injuries and dried blood had Steve wanting to run him immediately to the hospital but he carefully carried his best friend up the stairs.

“It's me Tony and you're safe.”

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