It's re-Run Time again!

[cyphersushi.livejournal.com]

Greetings all, this is cyphersushi stepping in for badfalcon to present Re-Run Wednesday:

A reminder, Re-Run Day is when we repost lonely prompts and we give them another chance to be adopted by our lovely writers.

Example Burn Notice, All, Mike/Sam/Fi pairing, Genderswap AU

Now formatting this is simple, it's basic html. However, if you don't know how to create a link, that's fine, just paste the link to the prompt first, followed by the text of the prompt, sorta like this:

http://comment-fic.livejournal.com/254432.html?thread=50599392#t50599392, Burn Notice, All, Mike/Sam/Fi pairing, Genderswap AU

Those of you filling prompts, please click on the link and respond at the original post, rather than here on this one.


Lonely: Crossovers
Lonely: Action
Lonely: Japanese & Korean Media
Lonely: Comedy
Lonely: Comics
Lonely: Crime
Lonely: Drama
Lonely: Fantasy
Lonely: Games
Lonely: Horror
Lonely: Literature & Plays
Lonely: Medical
Lonely: Mystery
Lonely: Mythology
Lonely: RPF/S
Lonely: SciFi
Lonely: Sports
Lonely: Spy

theme=rerunday

Comments

[mahmfic.livejournal.com]

Sherlock BBC, Sherlock, light sensitivity (http://comment-fic.livejournal.com/301707.html?thread=55773579&#t55773579)

[anotherfngrl.livejournal.com]

Sherlock describes it as his brain 'overheating'. John describes it as a migraine.

When they strike, they're bad. They can knock Sherlock out of the game for a day or two at a time, and nothing- not even a call from Lestrade with an interesting case- can get him out of bed or off the couch, wherever he's curled up this time.

They have a system now. John closes all of the curtains, gets by with a couple of lamps with very dull bulbs so that the light won't disturb his friend. They can't completely drown out the ambient noise of London, so they use a white noise machine, and John always whispers. It's plain toast and unsweetened tea the whole time, no matter how much Sherlock hates it- his body can't handle anything else.

But the most important part is that, wherever he settles when a migraine strikes, John will come and sit with him, gently guiding Sherlock's head into his lap, and just stroke his fingers through his friend's hair or rub his scalp, and headache or not, it's the closest thing to peace Sherlock has ever known.

[mahmfic.livejournal.com]

thanks for filling my prompt!