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Hi, it's [livejournal.com profile] enochia again, and the theme for the last day of my hosting is “metal”. Once again, it’s up to your interpretation, from colours to elements.


Rules are, as always:


- 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 and leave plenty of space


Think of the codemonkeys and format your prompts properly:


Fandom, Character, Prompt

Fandom, Character/Character, Prompt

Fandom, Character + Character, Prompt


Examples:


Silmarillion, Celebrimbor, he doesn’t regret coming to Arda; there is no mithril in Valinor

DCU, Dick Grayson/Barbara Gordon, silence is golden

MCU, Steve + Tony, “How do you ‘listen to metal’?”


If there is nothing that catches your fancy, take a look at the lonely prompts.


tag=metal

Date: 2013-04-19 05:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wildlinggirl.livejournal.com
Prison Break, Michael, no metal wall was impenetrable for him.

Date: 2013-04-19 05:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wildlinggirl.livejournal.com
Any, any/any, blood tastes like metal. You get used to it, eventually.

Fill: BtVS, William/Drusilla

Date: 2013-04-22 07:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] foxstarreh.livejournal.com
Tastes like metal. Salt and copper and hotter than anything he’s known, but it doesn’t scorch his tongue.

There’s a tiny part of him that kicks in rebellion, just for a moment, and he wavers in that place between ambrosia and nausea, frightened that he’s just killed a man, a man who might have a mother or a wife or a child waiting for him at home, and at how much he wants to drink and drink until the man’s heartbeat flutters to an end at his fingertips.

He makes a bit of a mess of it in his confusion, in the newness of the motions, as natural as they seem. His face is sticky and red and he’s lost his spectacles somewhere and should he continue? Should he stop? William the Bloody indeed, but he’s just a poet underneath.

But then she appears. She smells like jasmine and lilies and her skirts, rich and dark and almost as lovely as she, swirl around her legs until she appears to float to his side.

“Hm,” she contemplates, her head tiled just so. He feels a wash of shame at the mess he’s made. Never mind Cecily, he’s so beneath Drusilla he ought to be staring up her skirts every time she passes him by.

Not that he would.

But he feels the fabric of her glove against his cheek as she peers into his eyes. “Don’t like the taste?” she asks.

He owns several dictionaries, knows his way through them rather well, but if he even tried, he’d never come to the right word to describe her eyes. Could write a thousand poems, ten thousand, and never express her beauty.

And even in a million more he’d never be able to describe the smile she gives him, or the way he knows his heart would be pounding enough to make him ill if it could. “You’ll get used to it,” she promises. “It can taste quite nice.”

But no matter how much more he ever grows to like it, the hunger, the lust, the hunt, the rush, the kill, none of it will ever taste as wonderful as her lips do in that moment as she washes the copper off his chin with her tongue and, daintily, grants him his first kiss.

Re: Fill: BtVS, William/Drusilla

Date: 2013-11-17 09:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] evil-little-dog.livejournal.com
Absolutely perfect.

Date: 2013-04-19 05:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wildlinggirl.livejournal.com
Glee, Puck(/any), making a Metallica cover

Date: 2013-04-19 05:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aestivali.livejournal.com
Spartacus (TV), any, biting steel and supple leather

Date: 2013-04-19 05:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aestivali.livejournal.com
Da Vinci's Demons, Leonardo da Vinci, he plucks ideas from the air and shapes them into unbelievable machines: a sketch becomes molten metal becomes an intricate puzzle, a hundred pieces all interlocking to form one glorious whole, making something entirely new - almost like magic

Date: 2013-04-19 05:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aestivali.livejournal.com
Plebs, Cynthia +/ Metella, "Cynth, 'ironic' doesn't actually mean 'made of iron'."

Date: 2013-04-19 05:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aestivali.livejournal.com
Horrible Histories, Blenkinsop/Maltravers, they say there's a bullet with your name on it

Date: 2013-04-19 05:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aestivali.livejournal.com
Historical RPF, Julius Caesar/Mark Antony, every day, they place their trust in sharpened steel - and in each other

Date: 2013-04-19 06:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] clwilson2006.livejournal.com
SGA, Lorne/Parrish, Band of Gold

No fill...

Date: 2013-04-21 06:09 am (UTC)
squidgiepdx: (Default)
From: [personal profile] squidgiepdx
...because it's almost midnight and I'm in bed - but oh, this is running through my head now...

Sensory Overload - Lorne/Parrish - PG

Date: 2013-04-21 09:33 pm (UTC)
squidgiepdx: (Default)
From: [personal profile] squidgiepdx
Trying a little different writing style; I hope this is okay.

~*~*~

Evan Lorne is suddenly acutely aware of everything around him. The room, quiet before, is even more hushed - so much so that he can hear the footfalls of a walking patrol that had to have been at least a few hundred feet away.

There's Elizabeth, standing before him, a smile on her face, holding an old, leather-bound book in front of her. Sheppard is to his left, though he can feel the heat coming off of the man as he leans over Evan, staring down at Evan's hand. And on the other side, Deborah Kiang does the same, a whiff of her perfume hanging on the still air of the room.

And David; standing before him in his best suit, Evan is almost breathless as he notices the twinkle of the diamond tie pin, and how the color of David's shirt plays off of David's eyes. There's a streak of dark, messy hair that even Deborah had failed to tame that morning, laying lazily across David's forehead. There's a smile on David's face, and Evan changes his focus to the little spot just below David's strong jawline where he must have nicked himself with the razor earlier that morning.

As if regaining his breath, Evan feels the warmth radiating off of David's skin, and the calluses David's gained since joining Atlantis. He looks down, feeling the squeeze of David's fingers against his wrist.

And there it is again; the thing that sent Evan into what can only be described as sensory overload. He focuses on the simple gold band as David pushes it onto Evan's finger, then smiles as David brings Evan's hand up to his mouth, placing a gentle kiss on the ringed finger.

Taking a deep breath, Evan smiles back, and finally says, "I do."

Re: Sensory Overload - Lorne/Parrish - PG

Date: 2013-04-22 11:25 am (UTC)
squidgiepdx: (Kavan Smith)
From: [personal profile] squidgiepdx
Thank you, sweetie! I wanted something a little different... Still wasn't exactly how I wanted it, but I liked what did come about. :)

Date: 2013-04-19 06:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] classics-lover.livejournal.com
Any, any, make new friends and keep the old, one is silver, the other gold.

Date: 2013-04-19 06:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] classics-lover.livejournal.com
Tortall, Kel, chainmail is more comfortable than plate, but in battle, comfort matters little

Date: 2013-04-19 06:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] classics-lover.livejournal.com
MCU, Tony + Thor, comparing armour

Date: 2013-04-19 06:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] classics-lover.livejournal.com
Star Trek: Enterprise, Trip Tucker + Malcolm Reed, the Disaster Twins, mining for ______.

Date: 2013-04-19 07:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mangacrack.livejournal.com
The Avengers, Thor, Mjölnir wouldbe the one thing left intact if the universe ever gets destroyed

Date: 2013-04-19 08:07 pm (UTC)
tigriswolf: (running tiger)
From: [personal profile] tigriswolf

X-Men, Erik/Charles, AU where both of their abilities is manipulation of electromagnetic fields

Date: 2013-04-19 08:08 pm (UTC)
tigriswolf: (the hands that held the world)
From: [personal profile] tigriswolf

Teen Wolf (TV), Peter/Stiles, this is a gift; it comes with a price – who is the lamb and who is the knife?

Date: 2013-04-19 08:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mangacrack.livejournal.com
Star Trek, any, could you sleep on the Enterprise knowing that men carved the precious metal out of the heart of a planet?
Edited Date: 2013-04-19 08:09 pm (UTC)

Date: 2013-04-19 08:12 pm (UTC)
tigriswolf: (scars of fire)
From: [personal profile] tigriswolf

Teen Wolf (TV), Stiles, bringing a (blessed by every religion with holy dudes, soaked in wolfsbane water, with a rowan handle) knife to a werewolf fight

Date: 2013-04-19 08:14 pm (UTC)
tigriswolf: (little prince)
From: [personal profile] tigriswolf

The Avengers movieverse/Arthurian legend, Loki, let Thor have that silly hammer; Loki has just found an unparalleled sword

Date: 2013-04-19 08:16 pm (UTC)
tigriswolf: (a surprise)
From: [personal profile] tigriswolf

Highlander, Methos, Give me a sword and I'll rule the world.

Date: 2013-04-19 10:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] evil-little-dog.livejournal.com
Fullmetal Alchemist, Alphonse+Any, Armor is cold and hard and unforgiving.

Date: 2013-04-19 10:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] evil-little-dog.livejournal.com
The Dukes of Hazzard (TV), Cooter+Luke+Bo, Hammering out a dent on the General Lee

No Fill, but

Date: 2013-04-20 12:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] classics-lover.livejournal.com
It made me think of this:

http://youtu.be/8mdwAkWvWMw

Date: 2013-04-20 12:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cascadewaters.livejournal.com
Tolkienfic, Durin VI, the king of Durin's Folk in Khazad-dûm greatly resembled the five Durins who preceded him, all taken to be rebirths of Durin I. But he was perhaps hungrier for riches than all those who had come before. A vein of precious mithril was discovered in the bowels of Moria - the prized silver-steel that he feared was being used up. The new store of it needed to be brought to the surface, and despite his kinfolk's misgivings, he gave the order.

It would be the last mistake he ever made....

Date: 2013-04-20 01:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] elfgirljen.livejournal.com
Supernatural, Dean, working on the Impala

Date: 2013-04-20 01:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mahmfic.livejournal.com
any, any, you can't kill the metal. the metal will live on.

Date: 2013-04-20 01:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mahmfic.livejournal.com
The Hobbit, any, weapons

Date: 2013-04-20 01:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cascadewaters.livejournal.com
Airwolf, the brothers Hawke, between them they had enough metal bits inside of their bodies to build another chopper--but then they'd never settle the argument over who got to fly her first

Date: 2013-04-20 02:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cascadewaters.livejournal.com
Doctor Who/Sherlock, Rory+John+Sherlock, he couldn't for the life of him find a wooden spoon, but he was so done with Sherlock's attitude that the metal spatula was starting to look like a suitable alternative

Date: 2013-04-20 02:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] poestheblackcat.livejournal.com
any, any, to find a needle in a haystack, all you need is a magnet or two (unless it's a yellow plastic yarn needle, in which case, you might want to give up)

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