Viernes - Favorites

[analise010.livejournal.com]

Sorry for the late start, everyone. I'm Viernes

Hello, everyone. I’m analise010 and it's my last day here, so let's end with our favorite things. Prompts can be anything from your favorite fandoms, favorite pairings, hell, even your favorite day of the week. As long as there's a fav involved, go crazy.

The rules still haven't changed:

• No more than five prompts in a row.
• No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
• No spoilers in prompts.
• If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space.

Prompts should be formatted as follows:
Fandom, Character+/Character, Prompt

Some examples to get the ball rolling...
+ Teen Wolf, Derek/Stiles, He should have known that Stiles would smell like his favorite color.
+ X-Men (movies), Logan/Rogue, She was always his favorite.
+ Xena: Warrior Princess, Xena/Gabrielle, any

Not feeling any of today’s prompts? Visit the lonely prompt archive and brighten someone’s day.

Have fun and happy Friday!

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[analise010.livejournal.com]

Teen Wolf, Derek/Stiles, He should have known that Stiles would smell like his favorite color.

[analise010.livejournal.com]

X-Men (movies), Logan/Rogue, She was always his favorite.

The echo in my head (G)

[bloodconfetti.livejournal.com]

She shows up out of nowhere.

Logan finds her sound asleep on his couch, knees to her chest, and hands curled up in front of her mouth. The light from the hall outside his door casts a triangle casing across her figure, and is the only reason she's still alive. A long day he had thought to be over at last, brings a strange twist to extend it just that much more.

He heaves a sigh, closing the door behind him, and then pads his way through the dark to his bedroom. Peeling off the clean outer layers of blankets, Logan shakes his head, caught between a smile and his perpetual glower. Why couldn't she have at least written a note to hang on the door? Did she want to get attacked?

But she is here. White stripe and all. And he wonders if he'll even get to see her eyes, or if she just needs a place to stay for the night. Logan draws in a deep breath, and then lets his shoulders haunch as he exhales.

Damn kids...

Wrapping the blankets around his arm, Logan steps out of his bedroom where the moon had cast a glow, and back into the living room, completely engulfed in darkness but for a the few cracks of light escaping through the folds of the curtains, drawn. He thinks of telling her she shouldn't be here, if she were awake, that she should've gone to someone else. And then he thinks of her eyes wide and imploring.

She thinks she's so innocent with him...

He spreads the blankets over her, and though there's nothing smooth about them, they cover her well enough. For a moment, Logan turns to go to bed, but then Rogue breathes out a heavy sigh, one that sounds burdened, broken, and his chest weighs fifty more pounds.

"Alright," he murmurs to her, and then sets himself down in the chair perpendicular to her. Props his feet silently upon the coffee table that came furnished with the room. And he stays with her. Only threatening to nod off every once in a while.

The sun is straining to break into the room when Rogue finally blinks open her eyes, looking straight at him. She offers a smile he can only describe as hopeful, but he sees the way her fist tightens, and the fear of rejection radiates off of her.

Logan rubs his palms down the chair arms before standing. He looks down at her, and then there are eggs sizzling in a frying pan and he asks, "One piece of toast, or two?"

And she bravely replies, "Two, please!" An excited gleam in her eyes as she throws back her covers and comes to sit at the table, folded hands resting over her lips as she watches him butter the bread.

He won't ask her how long she's staying. He knows she'll say, 'Not long.' And then there will be mountains of tension, and eventually she'll run away. Which would be the right thing to do.

But Logan knows... It wouldn't make either of them happy.

[analise010.livejournal.com]

Xena: Warrior Princess, Xena/Gabrielle, any

[radondoran.livejournal.com]

Phineas and Ferb, Perry, why The Platypus and HIs Girlfriend is secretly his favorite show

[radondoran.livejournal.com]

Phineas and Ferb, Roger Doofenshmirtz, downsides of being the favorite child

[mycenaes.livejournal.com]

The Tudors, Mary/Chapuys, he knows her favorite color.

[mycenaes.livejournal.com]

Spring Awakening, Moritz/Ilse, the bridge is their favorite place to play as children.

[moetushie]

Any, any, what do I do with a love that won't sit still?

Leverage fill: Catch a Cloud and Pin It Down; Parker/Eliot

[poestheblackcat.livejournal.com]

One minute, she's next to him on the roof; the next, she's flying off of it, screaming, "Wa-hoooo!" as she plummets forty stories down.

Diving over, under, around laser beams on a grid; the sight of her nimble flips and turns brings a smile to his face.

She zooms in and out of air vents, as quick as can be, leaving no trace, as if she was never there.

Paris, Moscow, London; she never stops – If I stop moving, I die –

Moving from seat to seat, never content with what she has, until he captures her, puts his arm around her, and makes her sit still. Then she curls up and cuddles into him, content…for now, her lithe hands picking a lock – click, open, close, click, open, close, click.

As soon as she’s asleep, there goes her foot, tap-tap-tap-tap, as if she’s running, running free.

So he pulls her in tighter – Never gonna let go, darlin’ – although it only serves to keep her close until she wakes up and dashes off again, a perpetual whirlwind of beautiful, graceful motion.

So he gets up with a stretch, and hurdles along after her, content to chase her if that’s what he has to do to be near her.

She slows down a bit to let him catch up, neck to neck, and then she spins out wild and free, certain that he’ll be there to catch her when she falls.

He is. And for that one moment, she’s still.

[simplyn2deep.livejournal.com]

Hawaii Five-0, Danny/Steve, Doris, Doris may have known Stevie's favorites, but it's Danny who knows Steve's favorites.

What She Doesn't Know...

[lasairfhiona.livejournal.com]

If he heard one more time how much Stevie liked this or how much he liked that. Danny was going to scream. No offense to Doris, but she had no clue about her son. Just because she abandoned his twenty years ago doesn't mean she can come walking back in and think she can treat him the way she always had and think he liked the same thing he did as a teenage boy.

Hell Steve wasn't even the same man he was three years ago when they pointed guns at one another that first time what made her think she would know what he liked now. She had no idea didn't like pancakes unless Grace made them for him, or that the peppermint patties in the fridge were actually Steve's and not his like everyone assumed. Or that Catherine was the only one he was sleeping with...

[kayim.livejournal.com]

Chicago Fire, Shay & Dawson, They won't admit it to anyone else, but they both have favourites among the Firefighters

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

The Demonata - Darren Shan, Juni/Kernel/Dervish/Meera, these are a few of my favourite things

[kayim.livejournal.com]

Star Trek AOS, McCoy, His favourite patient isn't actually Kirk.

fill

[lasairfhiona.livejournal.com]

He was never known for his sympathetic bedside manner. In fact, he was more known to be a surly bastard and more so when he had to deal with one James T Kirk's stupidity. Just because Jim was his closest friend, it didn't mean he liked treating him on a semi-regular basis. He didn't like having to heal injuries obtained by trying to be the hero. He didn't like having to watch his friend when he lay unconscious in sickbay for whatever stupid fool stunt he pulled. No, Jim was the last person he wanted to see in his sickbay.

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Red Dwarf, Rimmer/Lister, "My favourite smeg"

[kayim.livejournal.com]

Avengers, Clint, There's a reason why he loves his bow better than any other weapon

Nothing Better

[lasairfhiona.livejournal.com]

Clint looked at the gun strapped to his leg and cringed. He understood why he had to carry it, but he really hated it. There was no artistry to it, you point, pull the trigger and blow a hole in whatever you aimed at. Now his bow, or bows as the case would be, custom made for him. That was artistry. The feel of a bowstring at just the thing tension; the smooth curve of the bow, the silent release of the arrow and the sing of the arrow as it flies free toward the target. No, no one could convince him that a gun was better than his bow.

[modestroad.livejournal.com]

OUAT, Emma/Regina, even Evil Queens have favorite songs

[rebak1tten.livejournal.com]

Criminal Minds, any, Favorite weapon

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

V for Vendetta (film), Dominic Stone/Finch, my favourite secret thing

[sharpiesgal.livejournal.com]

Person of Interest, Reese, His favorite weapon isn't a gun. It's Finch's mind.

not a fill but...

[raktajinos.livejournal.com]

omg yes.

[clwilson2006.livejournal.com]

SGA, Lorne/Parrish, My favourite pair of socks

[3am-moonlight.livejournal.com]

Any, any, favorite tone of voice.

[mangacrack.livejournal.com]

White Collar, Neal, favourite "I've done it and you will never prove it" smile

[3am-moonlight.livejournal.com]

Criminal Minds, Henry and Reid, Henry's favorite profiler.

Fill - "His Favorites"

[blythechild.livejournal.com]

Read it on AO3 (http://archiveofourown.org/works/553744).

[mangacrack.livejournal.com]

White Collar, Neal/any, Neal favours being on top

[mangacrack.livejournal.com]

Silmarillion, any, playing favourites

[mangacrack.livejournal.com]

Criminal Minds, anyone, favourite place to hide when Reid had too much coffee