Tuesday: Prostitution

[jaune-chat.livejournal.com]

Hello, all. I’m jaune_chat and today's theme is Prostitution. Prompts can be anything of having to do with exchange of goods for services (particularly sex). Prostitution AUs, using sex to get something your character wants/needs, your character looking for something they can’t get otherwise, anything like that!

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...
+ Sherlock (BBC), Sherlock/John, some of Sherlock’s “experiments” about human response go too far for authenticity
+ MCU, Bruce/any, it was the only way to get money for science
+ Firefly, Inara/Mal, most of the time she despaired of making Mal understand her job

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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[likewinning.livejournal.com]

The man calls you friend. Calls you a name that means nothing to you, except that you're supposed to answer to it.

He gives you clothes to wear. They are a little too big for you, but they smell like him, and you like this. Like to know he's there, keeping you safe, even in the hours that he's gone.

Once, you protected someone who looked like him.

The man reminds you to eat. He brings things to you that he says you liked once. He wants you to smile, and so you do, stretching muscles that have not been used in decades. You remember to say thank you, and he puts his hand over yours – the one that's made of skin and bone that has still done so many things, things he doesn't want you to think about. You cannot tell him there isn't an off switch for memory – not anymore.

Steve. His name is Steve. He says your name like a prayer when you come to his bed (your bed – there is a couch, one he offered the first night, but you followed him to his room and pushed him onto the bed and he has not offered it since). You remember the prayers of the people you erased.

You want to make him happy. He kisses you, touches you, and it feels good. Warm. There was no warmth in your chair, no warmth on the streets that you wandered for months before he found you and took you here.

He calls it home. You learn, slowly, to do the same, though to you it is just a room. It is just a word.

He is all you know.

When you have made him happy, used your body in the way that makes him gasp and moan and grab onto you like you are life, and truth, and all that there is in the world, you let him wrap his arms around you. He presses his lips to your neck, your shoulder. He says, I missed you so much, and you think about the man to whom he is referring, the man you have let him believe you are.

You want to become that man, for him.

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[daria234.livejournal.com]

This is SO gorgeous and SO painful and just perfect. I love that he likes that the clothes smell like Steve, that Bucky smiles because he's supposed to and it's so clear that Bucky is playing a role and yet it's so easy to understand how Steve might see the situation so entirely differently than Bucky is and that neither is really at fault. And the last two paragraphs are just... amazing.

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[likewinning.livejournal.com]

Oh, thank you so so much! <3

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[tigriswolf]

Oh. Damn.

He calls it home. You learn, slowly, to do the same, though to you it is just a room. It is just a word.

This is so utterly heartbreaking. Thank you!

(Also: are you reading lilies with full hands? This made me think of it, as it is (if I remember correctly) what inspired me for this prompt)

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[likewinning.livejournal.com]

You're welcome! I really liked writing this one, even though I don't usually go for the second person thing.

(I'm not! I haven't read fic that isn't prompts in months tbh, it's kind of ridiculous. >>)

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[oh-mcgee.livejournal.com]

I love this so, so much. Its exactly how I see things happening, sadly.

Sidenote: I actually love 2nd person and write in it so much that I didn't even realize this was in second person until I read one of your comments below! Love!

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[likewinning.livejournal.com]

Oh goodness, thank you! I can see it, too, but I really hope it doesn't because I'm not sure my heart could take it.

Haha, every once in a while second person creeps up on me and I'm like THAT I DID NOT EXPECT, but I think it works for a lot of Winter Soldier fic?