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Hello, everyone. I’m [livejournal.com profile] iantojjackh pinch-hitting guest host for the week. It's been a fun week. So on my last day of hosting I bring you today's theme as Drabbles. Fills have to be 100 words...give or take a few words.

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...

+ Torchwood, Jack/Ianto, Wolf in Sheep clothing
+ Alf, Alf/Lucky, the chase is the best part of the game
+ Persona 4, Chie/Yukiko, a kiss

Not feeling any of today’s prompts? Visit the lonely prompt archive and brighten someone’s day. For more recent prompts to write, you can also use LJ’s advanced search options to limit keyword results to only comments in this community.

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Date: 2014-05-16 12:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] icarus-chained.livejournal.com
MCU, Rhodey +/ Sam, flight

Fill - Stand Down

Date: 2014-05-16 07:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lilpocketninja.livejournal.com
The difference between War Machine's armor and the EXO-7 was weight. Stark had done everything possible for maneuverability, but somebody weighed down by two tons of impressive firepower couldn't just turn on a dime.

Or, in this case, ride circles around their friends.

"Sam!" Rhodey sounded annoyed over the comm. Sam knew better. "Your superior officer says slow the fuck down!"

"I don't have a superior officer anymore!" Sam cut his circle around Rhodey short and shot forward, past War Machine.

"I'll superior your officer," Rhodey grumbled and pushed the repulsers a little harder. He had a bird to catch.

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From: [identity profile] evil-little-dog.livejournal.com - Date: 2014-05-16 11:32 pm (UTC) - Expand

Date: 2014-05-16 12:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] purplemoon3.livejournal.com
ASoIaF, Cannibal + Arya, Sometimes it takes a Warg to tame a Dragon...

Date: 2014-05-16 12:15 pm (UTC)
falkner: [Ensemble Stars] [Kanzaki Souma] (王国心 ▪ Stay with me)
From: [personal profile] falkner
MCU, any, pillow talk

Fill - The Sweetest Things (MCU, Clint/Natasha)

Date: 2014-05-16 08:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lilpocketninja.livejournal.com
"Worst hearing ever. You fucked up big time.”

Natasha stretched her arms over her head and arched her back with a mighty yawn before she even bothered to look at Clint. He'd caught his breath, nestled in the luxuriant hotel sheets, but not yet bothered to clean up.

"You say the sweetest things, dear.” She flopped back onto the pillows and curled on her side, toward him.

“You put us in a lot of danger,” he added darkly. She heard: ‘put you in a lot of danger.

“It’s okay,” she said, quiet against his skin. I'm okay. “We’re safe, Clint.”
Edited Date: 2014-05-16 08:18 pm (UTC)

Re: Fill - The Sweetest Things (MCU, Clint/Natasha)

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Date: 2014-05-16 12:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] evil-little-dog.livejournal.com
The Last Unicorn, Lir, He remembers.

Fill

Date: 2021-01-30 01:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] killing-kurare.livejournal.com
His breath is ragged, his hands are shaking. Thick blue veins are shining through the paper-like skin. It's a cold night; he feels that it's his last.

"I need more time," he rasps. "I need to see her again."

He doesn't remember his name, his heroic deeds, but he feels that death should've come in the form of a beast, a sword, a lance ... not a clock.

But the only thing he regrets is that he has not found her again. Silver hair, bright eyes, soft voice ...

There's nothing left of him, but he's still full of her.

Date: 2014-05-16 12:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] evil-little-dog.livejournal.com
Saint-Germain Chronicles, Saint-Germain/Madelaine, A love for the ages
Edited Date: 2014-05-16 12:46 pm (UTC)

Date: 2014-05-16 12:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] evil-little-dog.livejournal.com
NCIS (200 ep AU), Kate/Tony, They want to name their daughter 'Kelly'.

Date: 2014-05-16 12:51 pm (UTC)
tigriswolf: (bleeds so red)
From: [personal profile] tigriswolf

author's choice, author's choice, Understanding why someone does something does not excuse them doing it.
From: [identity profile] czarina-kitty.livejournal.com





“Where’s Ward?” It’s the first thing Fitz asks when he wakes to find Coulson sitting beside his hospital bed.

“You’re safe. He’s in custody. Garrett is dead.”

“Ward needs our help.”

“It’s too late to save him. He has to live with the consequences of his actions.”

“He went from one abusive relationship to another."

“I know.”

“He didn’t chose to be evil.”

“No, he didn’t.”

“He could still be a good man.”

“Fitz, it isn’t that simple."

“It could be.”

“No. He hurt people, he almost killed you and Jemma. That isn’t something that everyone can forgive. Not easily.”
Edited Date: 2014-05-17 04:42 am (UTC)

Date: 2014-05-16 12:51 pm (UTC)
tigriswolf: (cowboy)
From: [personal profile] tigriswolf

Author’s choice, author’s choice, if Heaven’s grief brings Hell’s reign

Fill: The Devil's Carnival, The Painted Doll

Date: 2021-01-31 05:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] killing-kurare.livejournal.com
https://archiveofourown.org/works/29111265

Date: 2014-05-16 12:52 pm (UTC)
tigriswolf: (lips as red)
From: [personal profile] tigriswolf

Author’s choice, author’s choice, you’ll not silence our voices and we won’t speak the oppressor’s language

Date: 2014-05-16 12:52 pm (UTC)
tigriswolf: (baby!penguins)
From: [personal profile] tigriswolf

Author’s choice, author’s choice, innate talent and potential vs experience – in the end, which wins?

Fill: Phantom of the Opera, Carlotta Giudicelli

Date: 2021-01-31 05:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] killing-kurare.livejournal.com
https://archiveofourown.org/works/29111970

Date: 2014-05-16 12:53 pm (UTC)
tigriswolf: (black mamba)
From: [personal profile] tigriswolf

Author’s choice, author’s choice, only half past the point of no return

Date: 2014-05-16 12:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] evil-little-dog.livejournal.com
Iron Man, Tony/Pepper, Charity date auction

Fill - Price of Love

Date: 2014-05-16 03:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] icarus-chained.livejournal.com
Tony stared at her, his expression somewhere between wary and grateful. Mostly, though, he looked stupefied.

"Did you just ...?" he started, bemused, and she leaned in to press her fingers to his lips, smiling faintly.

"I did," she agreed. "You looked like you needed rescuing, and I needed a trophy date for the evening. You don't mind, Mr Stark?"

He blinked, an odd little grin curling on his lips. "Pep, you just dropped the price of a few Ferraris on me. I don't think 'mind' comes into it."

She pulled him close, smiling herself. "Love never does come cheap, Tony."

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Date: 2014-05-16 12:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] evil-little-dog.livejournal.com
Fullmetal Alchemist, Edward/Winry, Photos of his travels

Date: 2014-05-16 01:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] draycevixen.livejournal.com

Person of Interest, Reese/Finch, say it with pastries

Date: 2014-05-16 01:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] draycevixen.livejournal.com

Sherlock, Sherlock/John, John is a mystery

Date: 2014-05-16 01:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] draycevixen.livejournal.com

Person of Interest, Reese/Finch, domestic

Date: 2014-05-16 01:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] draycevixen.livejournal.com

Almost Human, Dorian/Rudy, pining

Date: 2014-05-17 04:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daria234.livejournal.com
Dorian lies on the table as Rudy adjusts a wire in his open chest.

“I’ve noticed that I feel… lonely. Quite frequently. I’m not sure if it’s a bug or just part of my programming.”

“Tell me about it,” Rudy says with a sympathetic smile, still working.

“So you feel it too? The sense of… incompleteness.”

“I’ve always liked the word ‘longing.’ Sounds romantic.”

Dorian pauses. “Would you ever consider….”

Rudy looks up, frowns. He says, reluctantly, “I think you might need to find someone who isn’t so… familiar with your inner workings.”

“You see how my machinery works so you couldn’t ever see me as human.” Dorian’s voice is calm even as his voice tightens.

“No. More like… doctors shouldn’t treat their own patients.” Rudy smiles, places a hand on Dorian’s shoulder. “Objectively, you’re quite a catch.”

Dorian smiles back, disappointed but accepting.

“You’ll find someone,” Rudy says, going back to work on the circuitry.

“So will you.”

Rudy pretends that he believes Dorian and continues to work.

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Date: 2014-05-16 01:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] draycevixen.livejournal.com

Person of Interest, Reese/Finch, Pining

Date: 2014-05-16 01:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] amai-kaminari.livejournal.com
Any, Any, nurture versus nature

MCU, Bucky/Steve, post-CA:TWS

Date: 2014-05-17 04:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daria234.livejournal.com
Another night, another scream tearing through the halls.

“It wasn’t your fault. They brainwashed you.”

“It wouldn’t have happened to you Steve. There’s no amount of programming that could have turned you into that.”

“Not true.”

“Even when we were kids, Steve. I enjoyed beating guys who picked on you. Enjoyed it too much. And why do you think I became a sniper? Good at killing, always have been.”

“But--”

“You always minimized casualties. You always showed mercy.”

“…You only say that because you didn’t see how I fought HYDRA after you fell.”

Bucky stared, long, pained. Finally, he nodded.
Edited Date: 2014-05-17 04:33 am (UTC)

Date: 2014-05-16 01:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] amai-kaminari.livejournal.com
Any, Any, Strange how we fit each other from "Eric's Song" by Vienna Teng

Fill: American Mary, The twins

Date: 2021-01-31 03:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] killing-kurare.livejournal.com
Warnings: Canon hints of incest, Body Modification, exchanged limbs

https://archiveofourown.org/works/29109546

(Im sorry, I'm pretty sure you had anything in mind but this ^^')

Date: 2014-05-16 01:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] amai-kaminari.livejournal.com
Any, Any, "I won't let you leave me."

Familiar, Erik/Charles & John/Bobby (X-Men/XMFC)

Date: 2014-05-19 02:17 am (UTC)
creepy_shetan: cropped color manga illustration of the inner and outer Sailor Senshi lying in a wide circle, their heads together (( [ Lycoris radiata ] ))
From: [personal profile] creepy_shetan
His mind crowded with millions, Charles was slipping. He turned away from the child’s mismatched gaze and blindly grabbed one image, any image, as an anchor.

Charles gasped as cold air stabbed his lungs and stung his eyes.

Two boys (men) arguing. A girl (woman) watching. A plane waiting. The snow glittering around them. The surface of a lake shining like dark glass.

For a split-second, sand crunched underfoot, an ocean breeze ruffled hair, the still-smoking wreckage of a plane lay forgotten--

“I won’t let you leave me!”

Startled, Charles watched shaking words and shivering hands succeed where he didn’t.


(I almost had Charles, in his own mind-controlled haze, unconsciously force Bobby to go after John, but it was a bit sketchy to me... and the word count wouldn’t let me, lol.)

Date: 2014-05-16 03:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] icarus-chained.livejournal.com
Musketeers 2014, Aramis/Porthos, corps-à-corps
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