Wednesday | (Hey There) Sports Fans

[creepy_shetan]

Hi, how y’all doing~? ^_^ Time for another themed day. Well, we’ve played around with fandoms and characters, so how about characters who are themselves fans of something? Since Wimbledon is going on (men’s QFs today, whoo) and I’m a biased and easily influenced guest host...

Today's theme: sports fans. Supporting rival teams? Commiserating over losses together? Seeing a favorite player in-person? Or maybe just turning sports lingo into euphemisms? Anything goes, as long as we see some love for the game.

A reminder of the rules:

+ No more than five prompts in a row
+ No more than three prompts per fandom
+ If one or more of your prompts is filled today, then you may prompt again
+ No spoilers within prompts until a week after the airdate/release
+ Warn for spoilers in bold and leave at least three spaces before the text

Also, for the sake of our wonderful coders, please remember to use the proper format for prompts.

Examples:

For a single fandom:
X-Men (any ‘verse), Remy LeBeau + any, the only living Saints fan in New York
author’s choice, author’s choice, "My Wimbledon bracket is a mess and you look far too happy about it."

For multiple fandoms / crossovers:
Harry Potter/author’s choice, author’s choice, Oliver Wood is playing in the Quidditch World Cup

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Let's get writing~! :D


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[creepy_shetan]

X-Men (any ‘verse), Remy LeBeau + any, the only living Saints fan in New York

[creepy_shetan]

author’s choice, author’s choice, “My Wimbledon bracket is a mess and you look far too happy about it.”

[mahmfic.livejournal.com]

lmao!

[creepy_shetan]

Harry Potter/author’s choice, author’s choice, Oliver Wood is playing in the Quidditch World Cup


(Up to you which universe to use / whether he's on the Scottish or English [or Welsh or Irish] team. The books weren't very clear about that bit. XP;)

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Gensomaiden Saiyuki, Ensemble, They find Sanzo betting on horse races.

[chamekke.livejournal.com]

Thor/Enid Blyton crossover, Loki, the green-eyed foreigner was shockingly wizard at lacrosse - but not so good at panto.

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Star Trek TOS, Kirk+Spock(+any), You can learn a lot about a person, observing them while they play chess.

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Calvin and Hobbes, Susie(+Calvin+Hobbes), Calvinball is really difficult to understand, if you're not playing it.

[lastinthebox.livejournal.com]

Any, any, a 49s fan at a Raiders tailgate never ends well.

[helsinkibaby.livejournal.com]

Hawaii 5-0, Steve/Catherine, what happens when the Redskins and the Cowboys play each other?

[clwilson2006.livejournal.com]

SGA, Chuck, He makes the most money from the competetive snail racing.

[hematitebadger.livejournal.com]

Haven, Audrey+Nathan, "It's just Little League, Nathan!" "Say that again and I'm going to have to pretend I don't know you."

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Assassin's Creed, Ezio + Federico or Leonardo, "In Calcio Fiorentino (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Calcio_Fiorentino), winning or losing are unimportant. What counts is thrashing the Pazzi."

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Gladiator, Maximus + Lucius Verus OR Proximo, cheering

Fill: Three Names

[sasha-b.livejournal.com]

His men screamed for him after battle. Cries of his name, General beating through the crowd, thrumming through his veins, slamming a hammer blow into his chest through his cuirass and into his heart. Roma Victor they said, Maximus they screamed, shouted, cheered, its own victory cry.

Win the crowd, and you will win your freedom.

You were a gladiator.

He waits under the Coliseum proper, flowers flying, hands loose on his swords - he's using two this time, his helmet settled over his face - as the people in the stand shriek and yell and after a moment, after he watches the slaves (as he is) mop up the blood from the previous battle, after a moment he hears it again.

Maximus
Maximus
Maximus

a riotous, glorious cry that rises to the gods and lets them know just who waits to enter the arena and bloody the sands. He does not sweat, and he does not worry and he does not concern himself with the glower that Proximo had worn the whole day after the emperor had come into the arena himself and had revealed Maximus for who he was.

Maximus Decimus Meridius. He knows who he is now, no matter that he's been called so many different things in such a short amount of time.

General!

Slave

Gladiator

Maximus

Father

He jerks at that, and one of his blades slips a bit in his hand and he aches suddenly, all over and the greaves that cover his shins bite into his skin and he bites his lip and shudders and the tears that threaten have been gone for so long he wonders for a moment why his eyes hurt.

And then the gates open and he enters the arena and the crowd is

the crowd is

roar

and he raises his swords as the sun bakes him and petals rain down on him and he is all three in one, General, Slave, Gladiator.

Father - he will not think of his boy now, here. That is for another time, and for another place where there are no cheers and no shouting and no blood and no hatred and no worries and where there is nothing but

When was the last time you were home?

Two years, two hundred and sixty-four days and this morning.

silence, and waving plants, and the arms of his wife and son around him.

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Torchwood, Jack/Ianto, turning Naked-Hide-And-Seek into a competitive sport ;)

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Tortall, Raoul (+ any), gambling on the lists is a lot more fun now that Kel is jousting - and winning. But sometimes it's good just to see her doing well.

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Father Ted, Mrs Doyle, after the excitement of the All-Priests Over-75's Five-a-Side Football Championship, she discovers the Premiership

Fill:

[thesmallhobbit.livejournal.com]

Friday nights would find Mrs Doyle in front of the television and nothing was allowed to stand in the way. Dougal was permitted to watch too, and cheer his team on if he wished, but he was forbidden from jumping up or waving his arms around until half time, or the match had finished. If the Almighty had returned he would have been politely asked to take a seat on the couch and wait for the final whistle to be blown before beginning the Rapture. Bishops were ignored completely, although Bishop Brennan’s new aide was allowed in to watch the match.

Mrs Doyle didn’t support any specific team and had been known to change allegiance part way through a match if she decided that there was something particularly attractive about the other side. Referees were frequently informed she would pray for them on Sunday to amend their heathen ways. Fouls were accepted, depending on which team committed the infringement. Rolling around on the ground after a minor tap was greeted with a yell to ‘get back on your feet, Mrs O’Flaherty has more about her than you do, and she’s been buried this past six months.’

On Friday evenings from March to October there was not even the hint of a drop of tea, for Mrs Doyle was cheering on the players from the League of Ireland Premier Division.

[mahmfic.livejournal.com]

Star Trek, Sulu+/Any, fencing

[mahmfic.livejournal.com]

Archer, Archer, lacrosse

[mahmfic.livejournal.com]

Torchwood, ensemble, rugby

[mahmfic.livejournal.com]

Doctor Who, any, American football

[mahmfic.livejournal.com]

any, any, ski jumping

[rett-chan.livejournal.com]

Harry Potter, any, The chess pieces just went crazy!

[rett-chan.livejournal.com]

Harry Potter, any, What about the Triwizard Champions that died in the good old days?

[rett-chan.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, any demon, What passes for sport in the pit.

[rett-chan.livejournal.com]

The Following, any follower, bloodsport.