Hello, I'm
benebu and I'm your host for this week. Today's theme is Small Fandoms. I've debated how to define a small fandom, but you know the ones: the fandoms you squee when you find a fic for, the ones you have to explain to your friends, the ones you hunt the internet for fanworks. Oh, and dead fandoms are cool, too. Bring up your fandoms!
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...
+ Fantastic Mr Fox, Ash/Kris, snapping a photograph
+ Everwood, Bright/Ephram, visiting Everwood ten or fifteen years later
+ Galactik Football, Aarch/Artegor, too old for this sh*t
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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...
+ Fantastic Mr Fox, Ash/Kris, snapping a photograph
+ Everwood, Bright/Ephram, visiting Everwood ten or fifteen years later
+ Galactik Football, Aarch/Artegor, too old for this sh*t
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.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: 2014-12-23 11:14 pm (UTC)And it's my first time writing anything Longmire, I haven't read the books, just seen all the episodes. Hope this isn't too terrible.
Vic's only experience with cowboys back in Philly was with the urban cowboy types—both types of them. First there were the ones that they played at being something they weren't, bunch of swaggering macho idiots who thought being a cowboy was about blasting country music and acting like a pig to any woman that crossed their path. She'd say they were more like rednecks, but at least those boys weren't faking it. These ones had never seen a ranch or a cow in their life, and their tight jeans were designer, their boots never scuffed.
She had just about as little respect for the other kind, the weekenders. They were the ones that had money and liked to play at having a ranch or farm. They would fly out to it or drive out, only saw it a few times a year, but they were still cowboys in their minds.
She didn't have any use for them. She had hated the idea of being around a bunch of cowboys, even if it meant getting away from the IA mess she'd created. She'd gotten a job at the sheriff's department and met Branch Connally and figured that the pretenders weren't that far from the real thing after all.
Branch grew on her after a while, though they were never close, but if she had to pick a true cowboy, one that gave meaning to the myths and the legends, the stories of how the west was won. She wouldn't say it had been won, but if there was a man that personified that image of the cowboy, the tough, taciturn man at home with nature and meant to be on the open prairie, it was Walt.
He wasn't something she was prepared for. She was used to gangbangers and mob thugs and just about anything that could crawl out of the city. Some wore suits and had money. Some had nothing. They still didn't come close to Walt Longmire, though.
He was something else, created and roughened by the land. He wasn't just a hard man. He was fair. He walked a thin line between doing what was right and doing what the law allowed. He'd been a mess when his wife died, but she'd actually admired it. If Shawn had been the one that was gone, she wouldn't have been that upset about it. She wouldn't have gotten messed up, but Walt was more loyal than she was.
Loyalty was actually pretty damn sexy in a cowboy.
Or maybe just in Walt Longmire.
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