Mundane Thursday
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comment_ficMundane is defined by Merriam-Webster as:
1) of, relating to, or characteristic of the world
2) characterized by the practical, transitory, and ordinary : commonplace, the mundane concerns of day-to-day life
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Being Human UK, George+/Mitchell, paying the bills
The Hobbit RPF, any, picnic
tag=mundane
1) of, relating to, or characteristic of the world
2) characterized by the practical, transitory, and ordinary : commonplace, the mundane concerns of day-to-day life
Simple rules:
No more than five prompts in a row.
No more than three prompts from one fandom.
Make sure your prompt is spoiler-free until at least one week after the original airing/publication date.
If there are spoilers in your fill, warn and leave at least three spaces.
Format your prompts like so:
Fandom(s), character or pairing, prompt.
Some examples:
Being Human UK, George+/Mitchell, paying the bills
The Hobbit RPF, any, picnic
tag=mundane
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Date: 2013-05-23 06:29 pm (UTC)“Can I …. pat him?” he’d asked when he saw Peter in his other form.
“Not while he’s eating,” Lynda cautioned.
The mood was very somber as the wolf and his boy walked out to learn what they could of the evil that had descended on the sleepy township of Hemlock Grove. Troubled Roman tossed the change in his pocket across the road so that the pretty sounds might soothe the beast. Peter wagged his tail and nuzzled the human hand in appreciation.
Unthinking, in the vulgar way that youth is unaware of the necessity of cultural sensitivity, Roman upped the game, next tossing a stick. Peter contemplated biting him but only for a moment. Then he rose to the occasion and bounded after it.
And then – a frolic! A blur of fur and flesh running and rolling up and down the very hills that had created the unease and a ferocious mock battle of tug of war commenced.
Peter quivered with the joy only a dog can know, that of basking in the undivided attention of its master.
Roman played in a way he never had before, a simple state of pleasure unmarred by drugs and blood and technological wonders.
In the end Roman lay laughing on his back, a shaggy triumphant Peter tickling his face with his long tongue.
And suddenly -- in the proverbial epiphany -- Roman understood.
That in that moment Peter was Lord and he was but a serf. That no longer did the Stars and the Moon bow to him, that the Sun did not rise and set for him.
And thus Peter the Wolf liberated Roman in that bold new revel.
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Date: 2013-05-09 03:07 pm (UTC)Family (Tony+Bots)
Date: 2013-05-10 12:40 am (UTC)"You don't have any major projects going," Cap points out, because he pays attention to these things, of course he does, always watching to see what's going on in the rest of the team's lives. "Stay with us."
It's a request, not an order, and Tony smiles even as he shakes his head. "No can do, Cap-uccino, all those inventions downstairs require regular maintenance. The bots don't exactly oil themselves."
That's a lie, actually, they do oil themselves, and each other, but they prefer it when he does it, and he really hasn't spent much time with them lately- since Bruce staying over when he was in town morphed into Thor needing somewhere to stay in New York, Steve looking so lonely and miserable Tony had to move him in and cheer him up, and the Wonder Twins showing up singed and bruised after a mission gone wrong (or right, maybe, Tony never knows with those two) and sticking around.
Bruce, who is one of the only people in the world Tony trusts enough to take care of the bots in front of, gets what he isn't saying and comes to his rescue. "What Tony does is really very complex and delicate. He really can't leave AI's like the bots to their own devices without checking on them occassionally."
"Well, come join us when you're done?" Cap asks hopefully, and Tony grins, basking in the unaccustomed feeling of being welcomed by other people who really give a damn about him as he makes his way to the lab.
"Daddy's home, babies!" He calls, and Dummy rolls up from his charging station as fast as his wheels can take him, Butterfingers and You close behind. They all crowd around him and he takes a moment to pet each one, stroking touch sensors gently.
"They insisted on watching you on the news. We're all relieved to have you home, sir," JARVIS tells him, and Tony looks over at the nearest camera.
"Me too, J, me too," he says. "Cue up Wall-E would you? And somebody go find me the oil, we haven't had family time in too long."
They do as he's asked, chirping at one another in excitement, and he's quickly ensconsced on the couch with Dummy's arm in his lap, the helper bot having claimed eldest sibling's right to go first. He checks the bot over carefully before oiling him, telling them, "You've been taking good care of each other while I was busy, haven't you? Good job guys."
The bots chirp happily, and JARVIS responds, "Dummy has gotten out the oil at exactly five pm every day and oiled his brothers. They then take turns returning the favor." Tony's overcome with warmth. This bots are his family, and like any proud parent, he's ecstatic that the kids have been working so well together. He pets the touch sensor on top of Dummy's camera with his free hand as he continues to oil him.
"What a good big brother," he says gently, and Dummy makes a low, vibrating hum of pleasure.
Tony falls asleep right before Wall-E ends, once everyone has been oiled and they've all crowded around him on and beside the couch. His head is resting on Dummy's arm, which You somewhat clumsily covered with a pillow, and Butterfingers managed to half toss a blanket over him. He's warm and content, and he doesn't even wake up when Natasha comes down to check on him.
"That answers that. JARVIS, I'll let everyone know Tony won't be making it upstairs tonight. Take care of him, will you?" she asks softly, taking in the tableau. The tension that had filled the inventor earlier is gone now, and he's more relaxed than she's ever seen him, curled up with his creations.
"We always do our best, Ms. Romanov," JARVIS says politely, dimming the lights as she exits the lab.
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Date: 2013-05-09 03:09 pm (UTC)Fill - SPN Drabble
Date: 2013-05-10 02:06 am (UTC)Characters: Dean Winchester/Castiel
Rating: PG-13
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The air conditioner cut out sometime during the night.
Dean woke first, his t-shirt sweat through and clinging to his chest. Grimacing, he sat up and kicked away the offending blankets, a hand slapping at a line of sweat as it trickled down the back of his neck.
Castiel groaned next to Dean. "'s cold," he mumbled, fumbling to pull the blankets back into place.
Dean glared down at him through the dark, incredulous. "Are you kidding me?" he asked, voice rough with sleep as he stripped and slung his sodden shirt and boxer briefs onto the concrete floor. "It's fuckin' hot."
Castiel whined and shifted, a single hand emerging from beneath the duvet to trace along the small of Dean's back.
Dean jerked away from the icy touch of Castiel's fingers. "Cold," Castiel affirmed, blue eyes peeking from beneath a mane of tangled hair.
Dean huffed a reluctant laugh.
He turned, covering Castiel's body with his own as Castiel wrapped his arms around Dean's shoulders, clammy palms sending chills down Dean's spine. Dean groaned his relief, pressed a warm forehead to Castiel's chilled nose. "Better?" he slurred.
"Better," Castiel agreed and in the next moment they were both asleep.
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Date: 2013-05-09 03:26 pm (UTC)Teen Wolf (TV), Derek/Stiles or gen, Stiles gets bitten by a werefalcon. Seriously, what is his life?
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Date: 2013-05-09 03:27 pm (UTC)Amazing Spider-Man (2012), Peter + May, having to pay the bills
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Date: 2013-05-09 03:31 pm (UTC)Justice League cartoon, Flash, he's always hungry and never has enough money to get full