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Hello, everyone! I’m

scarlet_gryphon, and I'll be your guest host for the week.

Today’s theme is Lights! Talk about lights of any kind: Did someone see the light? Did they go towards that big light in the sky? Has someone been blinded by ~~science~~ the light? Did someone see someone else in a new light? Prompt away!

Some quick examples:

Stargate Atlantis, Lorne/Parrish, the light of the moon both hides and reveals the truth

Sanctuary, Henry & Tesla, their faces were lit with the otherworldly glow of discovery.

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.

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Iron Man, Tony & Pepper, "Can someone turn down the sun, please?"

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“Are you even alive in there?”

Tony barely slitted his eyes, closing them again immediately. Even his sunglasses didn’t do enough to block out the light. “Can someone turn down the sun, please?”

“This is what happens, you know.” Miss Potts sounded amused. Why did she sound amused? Didn’t she find his current predicament…well, all right, she would find it funny. She had that sadistic streak, after all.

“It shouldn’t happen to me.” Tony pouted. “Can’t you have some solar shading glass put up? Make it something that will collect the energy, or something, and we’ll market it. Oh, that’s a great idea – ow, ow, ow.” His scowl deepened.

“You think about that,” Miss Potts told him. “In the meantime, you do have a nine o’clock meeting, and you need to be prepared for it. Please don’t waste my time, Mr. Stark, and actually get ready for your meeting?” She hesitated before turning away from him. “Oh, and by the way, Mr. Stark? That sticky situation you were in the night before? I’ve taken care of it. In case you were wondering.” Without further comment, she opened the car door.

He grunted, peering at her through his glasses as she slid out of the car. “Situation?” he wondered aloud, then shrugged. At least she wasn’t hard on the eyes, even if the sun was.