Monday, Monday

[elfgirljen.livejournal.com]

Good afternoon everyone! My name is elfgirljen and I will be your lovely host this week.
Todays theme is Royalty.

Just a few things

Some simple rules:
+No more than five prompts in a row.
+No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
+If one of your prompts is filled, feel free to prompt again.
+No spoilers in the prompts.
+If your fill contains spoilers please warn and/or leave at least three spaces.

Format for prompts:
Fandom, Character, Prompt
Fandom, Character/Character, Prompt

Examples: Supernatural, any demon, That's the King of Hell? He's just a kid!
Game of Thrones, any, the throne should be made of dead bodies, not swords
NCIS, Ducky, That's Sir Mallard to you

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Comments

[tigriswolf]

The Hobbit/Lord of the Rings, Bilbo + Frodo, you and I, my dear – we seem to fall into the company of kings

[tigriswolf]

Lord of the Rings/The Hobbit, Bilbo, hobbits don’t have royalty

[tigriswolf]

RPF, author’s choice, even the most famous person in the world has a celebrity crush

[tigriswolf]

The Chronicles of Narnia, Susan + Edmund, they cope the best with being shoved back into children's bodies

Re: Tiny Fill

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

AHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHA. That's great! Kind of like a Monty Python skit.

Re: Tiny Fill

[icarus-chained.livejournal.com]

*grins* I think it was Discworld in my head, but Python works too. Heh. Glad you enjoyed!

[nevcolleil.livejournal.com]

Grimm, Adalind's baby (assuming it's Sean's), how the bastard son of a bastard son rose to rule them all

Re: Tiny Fill

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Discworld works, too. Or general British humor...

:D

[tinamachina.livejournal.com]

Any, any, "We will never be royals..."

[cascadewaters.livejournal.com]

Sherlock (or Sherlock/any if a crossover suits your fancy,) John, he thinks that the secret of his lineage is safe until he gets airlifted out of a perfectly ordinary case and assigned a bunch of bodyguards to follow him absolutely everywhere

[cascadewaters.livejournal.com]

The Hobbit, Legolas, he bumps into a dark-haired Man-child and remembers belatedly that Elrond is fostering again

[cascadewaters.livejournal.com]

Any, any+any, every Arthur needs his Merlin

[marlex.livejournal.com]

Firefly, Mal is king of his own moon

[ciaranbochna.livejournal.com]

Any, any, the wealth of the kingdom is not in coin, but song.

Re: Tiny Fill

[with-rainfall.livejournal.com]

*g* I was going to say, that second paragraph reminded me an awful lot of Ankh-Morpork!

[with-rainfall.livejournal.com]

Any, any, Pretending to be a duchess and a prince

[with-rainfall.livejournal.com]

Any, any, Goodbye, captain, bring the flag down
Clear the deck, the king lost his crown

[with-rainfall.livejournal.com]

BSC (Cali Diaries), Sunny, Dancing Queen

[with-rainfall.livejournal.com]

Lord of the Rings, Aragorn, getting to know his people

[with-rainfall.livejournal.com]

Lord of the Rings or Silmarillion, any, And we'll never be royals/It don't run in our blood

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

MCU, any, It's good to be the king

Slipping The Traces

[burning-night.livejournal.com]

Okay I adored this idea so I quickly drabbled something out - I haven't written for days so this was good inspiration xD

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When he came back bearing the body, she went from him before he even had chance to open his mouth. Repeated petitions at her door had no effect. She reappeared for the funeral, and spoke to him afterward only because he blocked her door as she attempted to disappear back behind it.

“Move, Maeglin.” No clever insults for him now – now she simply looked exhausted.

“You must not seclude yourself so, cousin – it is unhealthy. And what’s more, the court wishes you to have a say in the crowning-”

“I have no interest in the crowning,” she snapped. “You are my father’s heir. The crown is yours. There is little more to be said. Now, move aside.”

He remained, and she stared him down until he looked away with a sigh. “As you wish,” he muttered, and moved away.

She stood on the dais as he was crowned with the look of someone detached from reality. When he spoke to her she did not seem to hear. She drew away from his touch as she ever had, and as ever, it cut him to the quick.

Eventually, slowly, she regained some of her vibrancy; the shadow of grief remained in her eyes, but she would go out into the world, and a smile and a laugh could be drawn from her with increasing ease.

Though not by him. Never by him.

He was the King of Gondolin. He could have forced her to give him her hand, but that would avail him nothing.

When the omen of Ulmo arrived, a message carried with ringing, unearthly voice by Huor’s heir, the people were in uproar. Good, some said. It is time we left. The people are stifled here.

No, cried others, Gondolin is safety. Outside is death.

“What will you do?” the lords asked him. Their faces were a kaleidoscope of emotions, from resentment to worry to neutral calm.

There were food shortages. Near all the green spaces of the city had been filled with buildings as the population grew. Lean-tos and tents in the streets were filled with those who could not fit inside the buildings. A few more every day migrated to the slowly building village of shacks and hovels outside the shelter of the city walls. If the harvest failed even once more, hundreds would starve. “I will think about it,” Maeglin said, though in his heart his course was set. He remembered the taste of the world beyond these white walls.

“And the messenger?” Rog asked this; his face dark and his voice tight.

Maeglin had seen the way she glanced at him. “He has delivered his message. Escort him back to the gate and send him on his way.”

Re: Slipping The Traces

[moetushie]

*______*

Hi! Sorry for the late reply! I can't believe I missed this. It's excellent and chilling -- even as awful as canon was, it could easily have been worse.

And poor, poor Tuor.

Re: Slipping The Traces

[burning-night.livejournal.com]

Thanks! I agree, poor Tuor - I'm blowing holes in my own ship xD

Highlander, Methos, pg, gen

[tigriswolf]

Only fools want to wear the crown and sit on the throne. Methos has ruled more nations than any other, and he has sat on the throne and been put into history a mere once -- and died when revolution came. He learned.

True power is being behind the throne, whispering into the ear of royalty and commoner alike, sowing seeds and reaping what grows.

No, only fools want the people to see them, to bow at their feet, to cower and worship and rise.

History, after all, is the killing of kings. Who knows that better than the record keeper?