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

Hello, everyone. I’m [livejournal.com profile] 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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From: [identity profile] poestheblackcat.livejournal.com
Whoa, that was fast. Thanks! Glad you liked, even though you don't really know the fandom.

A Secret Place

Date: 2012-11-02 11:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rett-chan.livejournal.com
Molly loves all her children. She will never admit to having a favourite.

She lies sweat-drenched and victorious on her bed, and she has never been happier. There is a beautiful baby girl in her arms; she feels like she holds something as important and wondrous as the sun.

"Ginevra," she whispers. "My special girl. There will never be another as bright as you."

You didn't think it was a coincidence that she only stopped trying for the next child once she held a little girl in her arms, did you?

Maybe Ginny is that little bit more spoilt than her brothers. Maybe she gets just one or two more nice things than her brothers.

Well, she's their baby sister, too. None of them complain.

There's this one son of Molly's - the third, Percy - and she's so proud of him. He was always such a good child, and he always gets such good marks at school, and he's a prefect and the Head Boy. He has his heart set on a successful career in the Ministry, and there's no doubt in her mind that he will succeed.

Percy, her very good child. The best of them all.

If she had favourites, of course. Which she doesn't.

The others are hard on Percy, and they don't even see how it wears on him. If she favours him a little, well, that is why. That, and rewards for his many achievements.

It breaks her heart when he leaves. She wants to scream at her husband, and maybe to strike him, because he told Percy that Fudge took him on as Junior Assistant because he wanted a spy. It might even be true, but Percy must have heard it as "you're not good enough to achieve this on your own merits".

She thinks about following Percy. She thinks about chasing after him and doing whatever she must to convince him of how proud of him she's always been.

But the rest of her family are entangled in a brewing war, even the ones that are far too young for it. They might die, it might even be likely. They need her more.

So she does not follow Percy, and she can't stop crying. It only gets worse when he returns everything she sends him, unopened. For a moment, she regrets that she did not follow after him when she had the chance.

She can tell that the others are angry at Percy on her behalf, especially her bright beautiful girl, and she does not want them to be. Don't they realise that Percy must be hurting too?

She might not be shedding tears all the time anymore, but she's still weeping inside.

There is a secret place inside Molly that she does not acknowledge, because it plays favourites with her children. It is this part of her that wants to help Percy no matter what it means for the rest of her family. It is this part of her that will never forgive Harry, even though he's the saviour of them all and she's adopted him as her own since he was twelve years old, if he ever breaks her beautiful, bright Ginevra's heart.

Date: 2012-11-03 12:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] enochia.livejournal.com
Silmarillion, any, when the Remaking of Arda rolls around, a judgement is to be made: whom do the Silmarils belong to?

Date: 2012-11-03 12:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] poestheblackcat.livejournal.com
Supernatural, any Winchester, Today (November 2), their most favorite day ever.

Date: 2012-11-03 01:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] blondebabe800.livejournal.com
Grand Theft Auto, any, favourite weapon

No fill yet...

Date: 2012-11-03 02:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] iantojjackh.livejournal.com
You are killing me with these prompts...would you mind if this takes a fluffy twist?

What She Doesn't Know...

Date: 2012-11-03 02:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 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...

Date: 2012-11-03 03:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] orlidepp.livejournal.com
Generation X (X-Men comic!verse), Banshee/White Queen, It's not about who tops or bottoms; the cuddling afterward is always the best.

Date: 2012-11-03 03:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] orlidepp.livejournal.com
Sabrina the Teenage Witch, Salem, He may complain about no longer being human. He may miss a lot of the things he was able to do as a Warlock. But, in truth, Salem's favorite form is still a cat.

Date: 2012-11-03 03:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] orlidepp.livejournal.com
Pirates of the Caribbean, Jack/Will, any

Date: 2012-11-03 03:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] orlidepp.livejournal.com
Once Upon A Time, Rumplestiltskin/Belle, her favorite place, his favorite human/mortal/woman

Date: 2012-11-03 03:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] orlidepp.livejournal.com
Leverage, Eliot/Sophie, She plays her favorite con on him, but both come out the winner.

Nothing Better

Date: 2012-11-03 03:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 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.

Re: A Secret Place

Date: 2012-11-03 04:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] l3petitemort.livejournal.com
This is fantastic! Thank you for choosing Percy; he's my favorite, too ;) Also, I appreciate that you make Molly a fair and good and loving mom, despite the favoritism that she (and most moms!) feels sometimes. *beams*

Beautifully written, too. ♥

Butter Mellow (Ron fill)

Date: 2012-11-03 05:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] poestheblackcat.livejournal.com
Ron's favorite spell isn't the one to disarm an enemy, nor is it the one that makes people forget.

It's not the one that knocks the person on the other end of his wand unconscious (most of the time, anyway). It's not even the one that cleans up his room.

His favorite spell is not the one that keeps his shoes waterproof on a rainy day, nor is it the one that lights the fireplace at night.

No, his favorite spell is much simpler, and doesn't do what it's really meant for.

Sunshine, daisies,
Butter mellow,
Turn this stupid,
Fat rat yellow.


His brothers had taught it to him so he could make a fool of himself, but actually, it had been a love spell, one that took years to work, but actually really, truly worked.

"You're such an idiot, Ron," Hermione says with a roll of her eyes.

"But it's true. It really is a love spell. Want to see?"

So he shows her.

fill

Date: 2012-11-03 05:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 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.

Date: 2012-11-03 06:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kayim.livejournal.com
Awww, thanks! That was lovely.

Re: A Secret Place

Date: 2012-11-03 06:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rett-chan.livejournal.com
Thank you! I have a soft spot for Percy too; he seems like the one introvert, or close-to-being-an-introvert, I'm not sure which, in the entire Weasley family, and he appreciates order while their abode is sort of like vaguely controlled chaos. It must be hard on him.

Date: 2012-11-03 06:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kayim.livejournal.com
Gorgeous! Thank you!

Re: A Secret Place

Date: 2012-11-03 06:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rett-chan.livejournal.com
Haha, thanks. <3;

Date: 2012-11-03 07:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rattyjol.livejournal.com
There's the incredible grace and poise of a cat, for one. There's the enhanced senses of her eagle, thermals wafting beneath her wide brown wings. There's the barreling heat of the grizzly, the screaming stomping rage of the elephant. The speed of a cheetah, the massive strength of a polar bear, the serene wave that seems to wash across her mind as a whale.

All this, at a thought. And her favorite morph? Bipedal, golden-haired, tall and well-dressed.

She prowls the mall, a hunter stalking her prey.

little fill, but I couldn't resist

Date: 2012-11-03 09:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mangacrack.livejournal.com
"They are mine."

"Feanor..."

"What, it's true."

"We are not having this discussion again."

"No?"

"No!"

...

"They are still mine and Yavanna better doesn't put their dirty hands on my jewels."

...

"Or I just might have to swear another oath."


Edited Date: 2012-11-03 09:34 am (UTC)

Re: little fill, but I couldn't resist

Date: 2012-11-03 10:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] enochia.livejournal.com
LOL

It would probably go like that.

Thank you so much for this fill.

Re: Butter Mellow (Ron fill)

Date: 2012-11-03 01:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] l3petitemort.livejournal.com
I love this!! It's 19 kinds of adorable, and I'm a sucker for Ron/Hermione. ♥ And the little touch of canon that I'd forgotten all about... thank you so much :D
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