ext_442164: Colourful balloons (Default)
[identity profile] with-rainfall.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] comment_fic
It's that time of the week again, and I'm [livejournal.com profile] with_rainfall, bringing an appropriately gloomy topic to start or end your Monday. Caverns are often “places deep, where dark things sleep”, metaphors for primal fears and hidden dangers. But they can also be spaces of great natural and man-made beauty, or provide comfort and shelter.
Which of these ideas will your characters explore?
---

Remember the rules!
No more than three prompts in one fandom.
No more than five prompts in a row unless one of your prompts is filled. Then you can prompt again.
No spoilers in prompts.
If your fill contains spoilers, please warn in bold and leave at least three spaces.

Format:

Fandom, Character, Prompt
Fandom, Character/Character, Prompt
Fandom, Character + Character, Prompt

Examples:

Any, any, fire and shelter in a cave
Supernatural, Sam + Dean, cavern of the fear (Emily Rodda)
Lord of the Rings, Legolas/Gimli, making Moria whole again

If you don’t like what you see, delve into the lonely prompts!

tag=cavern

Date: 2012-08-06 02:42 pm (UTC)
ext_145589: I prefer my boys fictional. (Default)
From: [identity profile] drabblewriter.livejournal.com
Harry Potter, Harry, he still has nightmares filled with water and fire about the cave from HBP

heroes; harry potter, harry(/ginny); r

Date: 2012-08-07 12:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rumpledlinen.livejournal.com
He wakes up in a cold sweat.

Somewhere, he registers things; Ginny's hand on his arm, squeezing, too-gentle; her soft voice in his ear; her hair, touching his shoulder.

He's still there, though, with Dumbledore, watching his hero (back in the days he had heroes) die, and -

"All my fault," he whispers, mouth cotton-dry, "it's all my fault."

Ginny pulls him in tight, and he rests his head against her chest, sucking in great gasps of air (he can breathe he can breathe). "You're okay, love," she whispers.

It takes a while, but eventually he feels his heart rate slow, his breathing calm completely.

"Tea?" Ginny asks him, when that happens, and he nods, pressing his fingers into his temples.

Ginny stands up, kisses him on the top of the head, and goes to make them tea.

Profile

Bite Sized Bits of Fic

June 2025

S M T W T F S
12 34 567
891011121314
15161718192021
22232425262728
2930     

Most Popular Tags

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Jun. 5th, 2025 11:19 pm
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios