Thursday: OTPs +

[nevcolleil.livejournal.com]

Good morning again, prompters! I'm nevcolleil, your guest host for this week. Today's theme is __tp: give us some prompts about your favorite otps, brotps, and notps - couples, friends, and pairs who really ouight to be kept separate for the sake of the universe :p

The rules:

♥ 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

A few examples...

+ any, any/any, from brotp to otp in sixty seconds flat

+ MCU, Jane + Darcy, being mistaken for a couple

+ Criminal Minds/Suits, Reid +or/ Mike, members of their teams discuss the scary possibility of a couple as smart as those two against the world

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Comments

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Fullmetal Alchemist, Zolf Kimblee+Roy Mustang, Moth and flame

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Leverage, Eliot/Parker/Hardison, They're not sure when "it" happened, but it works

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Any, M/F partners, "work wife/husband"

[quitehopeless.livejournal.com]

Well, I was going to fill this and it ended up more cracky with Dick teasing Clint about being Natasha's sidekick, so um... you may enjoy this, but it's not really a fill.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/3074549

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Rizzoli & Isles, Any+Any, "They think we're a couple."

[tigriswolf]

Avengers movieverse, Steve/Bucky, (both pre-serum and post-Winter Soldier) You may need me to carry all the weight but you’re no burden, I assure

[tigriswolf]

Avengers movieverse, Steve/Bucky, (pre-serum & post-WS),




When the clouds will rage in
Storms will race in
But you will be safe in my arms
Rains will pour down
Waves will crash around
But you will be safe in my arms

[tigriswolf]

Avengers movieverse, Steve/Bucky, bruises on your thighs like my fingerprints

fill - explicit Steve/Bucky bruises

[oh-mcgee.livejournal.com]

“You know what I miss?” Steve says, leaning against the headboard, mostly naked with Bucky sprawled out across his chest.

“What?”

“When you used to make me soup,” he smiles as he says it and cards his fingers through Bucky’s hair. “It had, what, beans and sausage in it?”

“Mostly beans,” Bucky says against Steve’s bare chest. “Sausage only when I’d had a really good poker night,” he laughs.

“Still, it was good. You were a good cook. I miss that.”

Bucky tilts his neck and gives him a quizzical look. “You wanna go back to wheezing and having the flu every week or something?”

“Hell no. No. Doesn’t mean I don’t miss you taking care of me, though,” Steve says, his cheeks warming; he never admitted it out loud before and he’s afraid it makes him sound weak, not that Bucky would ever call him that.

“Well, while we’re confessing mushy crap,” Bucky says, grinning when he looks up at Steve. “I kinda miss taking care of your skinny butt too.”

“Yeah?” Steve grins and it reaches all the way to his eyes.

“Yeah,” Bucky tells him, then leans in and puts his mouth on Steve’s neck. “I miss other things too.”

Steve sucks in a breath when he feels Bucky’s teeth on his throat. “Yeah? Like?”

“Mmm,” he murmurs, kissing Steve behind the ear, grinning when he feels him shudder all over. Everytime. “Can’t really throw you around anymore, can I?” He throws his other leg over Steve’s to straddle him, then rolls his hips against Steve’s and smirks when Steve lets out a deep groan. “Remember that?”

Steve nods. “You could still, you know,” he says, his cheeks going a bit pink. “If you wanted. I’d let you.”

Bucky grins and leans down to kiss Steve, ends up biting at his mouth instead. “Always knew you liked that.” When Steve blushes again Bucky just shakes his head and moves down the bed, tugs Steve’s boxers off.

He braces Steve’s hips with his hands as he kisses and bites the inside of Steve’s thighs. “Something else I miss,” Bucky murmurs, almost too low for anyone but himself to hear. “How pretty you’d be the next day, covered in bruises from my hands, my mouth, walking all sore.”

Steve bites his lip as he looks down at Bucky.

“Yeah,” Bucky murmurs, licking a wet stripe up the underside of Steve’s cock. “Think I miss that the most.”

[tigriswolf]

Harry Potter, Harry + Hermione + Ron (or Harry/Hermione/Ron), the killer in me is the killer in you

[tigriswolf]

What’s Your Number?, Ally/Colin, 5 times they each realized they were perfect together

[falkner]

DCU (Batman), Bruce Wayne/Jason Todd, hugging and general little acts of affection when they think nobody else can see them

fill

[likewinning.livejournal.com]

Sometimes it's like it used to be. Sometimes – if no one else is around, if Tim's distracted at one of the computers and Dick's talking to Damian and Alfred's working -

Sometimes, they can just talk.

Maybe, if everyone else is gone, if there's not an audience to their madness, he might let Bruce touch his shoulder, his cheek, pull him in for the kind of hug that smells like cologne and leather and doesn't leave him wanting too much of something else.

Maybe, if Bruce hasn't pissed him off recently, if he's far from Gotham and a bunch of shitty memories, he might shoot Bruce a text, send him a photo of wherever he is.

Sometimes they're not alone at all, but Bruce might look at him and smile, just smile, like Jason's –

Like he's so happy Jason's here.

It makes Jason's chest hurt, makes him want to run back out of Gotham faster than the goddamn Flash, but –

But.

It warms him up, just like it used to. Makes him feel like the only thing Bruce sees, if only for a second. It makes him want to give some of that warmth back.

[with-rainfall.livejournal.com]

Animorphs, Ax and Tobias, three times they saved each other and one time they saved themselves

[leni-ba.livejournal.com]

BtVS. Buffy/Angel. price

no vacation goes unpunished (Elementary/Doctor Who, slight Martha/Joan)

[possibilityleft.livejournal.com]

The first reason that Martha catches Joan's eye among all the doctors scrambling to help is the way that she's muttering under her breath. When Joan gets closer, she hears what Martha is saying: "I should have known, should have known..."

The second reason she catches Joan's eye is that she's incredibly pretty, even in the face of carefully controlled panic. She works efficiently and without complaint, like a doctor who has worked in a war zone before, which New York is turning out to be today. After several back-breaking hours another doctor comes in and orders them to sleep before they manage to kill themselves or patients. Two other doctors come in and push them gently towards the door.

Joan still hasn't heard what has happened to cause all of this trauma; everyone seems to have a different story, wilder than the last. She knows that she'll be in all kinds of trouble after this is over for working without a license, but that future seems very far away. Right now she wants a shower and a nap.

She catches up with Martha. Besides the accent, she has picked up half a dozen little clues that tell her that Martha doesn't live in New York, so she won't know where the call rooms are, or the showers they can use. Martha is studying the sign at the end of the corridor, hesitating.

"This way," Joan says, offering a hand, which is thankfully clean since she was wearing gloves. "I'm Joan, by the way. Do you know what's going on outside?"

"Martha Jones," Martha says, and she sighs. "I was on holiday, but apparently I can't take a vacation without aliens getting involved."

"I'm sorry?" Joan says, sure she's misheard.

"There is a spaceship in Madison Square Gardens," Martha says, "and of course the Doctor isn't here. No matter that UNIT is across the pond and I'm on holiday and the FBI is out there shooting at it like that will help."

Joan is quiet after that. When they reach the showers, Joan pauses at the door. It is remarkably quiet down here, so she doesn't feel quite so silly when she asks, "What would help, exactly?"

Martha gives her a long look. "Someone going down to talk to them, probably. They're just as panicked as we are, I'd bet. I can't imagine they landed there intentionally."

"No one's tried?" Joan asks, and Martha shakes her head.

"They hadn't when I came in here, anyway. Apparently that was considered an act of war and no one wants to talk about it."

Joan reaches out and grabs Martha's hand. Her heart is still pounding with the adrenaline of saving lives. At least, that's probably the reason. Some part of her can't believe a word that Martha is saying, but she's ignoring that part.

"We should go down there," she says. "Do you think they speak English?"

Martha grins as if Joan has said something very funny. "You'd be surprised," she says.

Joan only pauses to grab her coat on the way out of the hospital. She has fifteen missed calls from Sherlock on her phone. While Martha tries in vain to flag down a cab, Joan texts him quickly, Look up Martha Jones from UK in govt DB. Safe, on way to help.

There aren't any cabs that will stop so Martha and Joan head in the direction of the screams. There are so many things that Joan wants to ask Martha, but she doesn't have the breath.

They turn the corner and there it is, a spaceship. At least, Joan can't think of what else it could be. It is not chrome and gleaming like the ones in the science fiction movies. It is red-black and hunched over like a gigantic spider and she stops running. Her eyes are trying to tell her that the scale can't be right, that the thing can't tower like that, but it must be.

"Are you coming?" Martha says. She's paused to catch her breath and now she's offering Joan her own hand.

"What are we going to do?" Joan says, as the fright floods into her.

"Knock, I think," Martha says, and she is still smiling, so Joan takes her hand.

[leni-ba.livejournal.com]

Scrubs. JD & Turk. The more it changes...

[leni-ba.livejournal.com]

Buffyverse. Angel & Spike. The enemy of my enemy...

[leni-ba.livejournal.com]

House. House & Wilson. gallows humor

[leni-ba.livejournal.com]

any. any/any. telling a lie because the truth hurts more

Avengers movieverse, Steve/Bucky

[tigriswolf]

(post-Avengers 2; spoilers only for Cap2. Also: holy fuck, this is sad. And an unhealthy situation. Jeeze.

...

Steve asks, "Do you remember...?"

You say, "Yeah, 'course, punk. How could I forget?"

.

The truth is, you read a lot. You read things on the internet, a library's worth of books, and Steve's body language, Steve's face. You read his interactions with the others, who kept their distance from you in the beginning but have begun to treat you like you belong. Like you're Steve's.

(You are Steve's. That'll never be a lie. It never has been.)

Natasha knows, you know. But she doesn't tell.

(You askd, once, why. She'd smiled, sadly, and said, "I know what it's like.")

.

The truth is, you don't remember Before, and you don't remember During. You don't remember being Bucky Barnes (but you answer to that name because Steve smiles) and you don't remember being the Winter Soldier.

You've read the reports. You read between the lines in the historical record. You put it all together, see where you have been. What was done with your hands.

Bucky Barnes was a good man. The Winter Soldier was a very efficient weapon.

You are neither. You are both.

.

Sam tells you, “Don’t do this. He should know.”

You reply, “I’ve hurt him too much already.”

Sam shakes his head. “How long do you think you can keep this up, man? It’ll hurt more when he figures it out.”

You shrug. “I can be what he wants.”

Sam sighs. “You should be what you want.”

You don’t know what that is. Who that is. And you can’t ever let Steve know that.

.

Bucky Barnes loved Steve Rogers more than life itself. The Winter Soldier had no idea who the man was but saved him anyway.

And you… Steve is kind to you. He protects you. He provides shelter and sustenance and clothing. He sleeps beside you and holds you and never blames you when you lash out in the middle of the night.

You know what he wants, and you are glad that you can provide it for him.

.

So whenever Steve asks, “Do you remember…?” you nod and you smile.

“’course I do,” you say, mentally reviewing all the information you have gathered and either extracting the correct data or extrapolating something.

You are happy when Steve smiles. Happy.

But… you wish you could be Bucky Barnes. He was a good man. It is him Steve loves.

You’ll cling to the lie as long as you can.

[amai-kaminari.livejournal.com]

Any, Any/Any & Any, "You... and you? Huh. Never saw that one coming."

Fill: X-Men First Class Charles/Erik

[sasha-b.livejournal.com]

"Sarcasm does not become you, Hank."

"I'm not being sarcastic, professor. He's dangerous."

"He's just as dangerous as we are. Not any more or less."

Charles knows that's a lie; he'd told Erik that if the other man harnessed his power, he would be more than even Charles himself. But he's not going to admit that to Hank, who's barely out of his teens, despite the fact he's a genius.

Charles snorts and rubs his face. "Tomorrow is going to be difficult, Hank. Try and enjoy tonight while you can, alright?" He's not normally this blunt, but he's exhausted and thoughts of Erik make him wonder if he really is doing the right thing. Hank stands and smiles tightly at Charles, murmuring a goodnight as he exits the gazebo that fills the east side of Charles' back garden.

Charles can feel Erik before the other man speaks.

"He's right."

"I don't care," Charles bites off. He keeps his face pointed forward even as the other sits next to him, warmth radiating from Erik's body as it lines up next to Charles'.

"What if I do?"

Rain falls. The sun has long set, and the coming chill settles into Charles' bones. He hunches forward and tries not to start when Erik's hand rests on his back, a soft gesture for such harsh words.

Erik's hair sparkles with wetness when Charles finally sits up and meets his gaze.

"What if I gave you no choice?"

He wants Erik that badly. He's horrified at the thought and the fact he'd even voiced it out loud. But he's not going to lie.

The rain intensifies.

They stare at each other.

"I'd come to you regardless."

Charles blinks, and Erik kisses him, and that's all that matters.

[blythechild.livejournal.com]

Criminal Minds, Hotch/Reid, "Mistakes were made, and I don't even know what 70% of them were, but now it would appear that we are dating."

[blythechild.livejournal.com]

Person of Interest, Finch/Reese, Finch likes to pretend that he and Reese are a couple whenever they have to work their cover identities together

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Star Trek: TNG, Geordi La Forge/Data,

I found a dream, that I could speak to
A dream that I can call my own
I found a thrill to press my cheek to
A thrill that I have never known

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

The Demonata - Darren Shan, Juni Swan/Kernel Fleck,

I don't want to set the world on fire
I just want to start a flame in your heart

[blythechild.livejournal.com]

Hannibal, Will/Hannibal, when he cut him open, it was the only way he could express how much he'd miss him

[amai-kaminari.livejournal.com]

Any, Any/Any & Any, "Will you marry us?"

Firefly. Kaylee/Simon + ensemble

[leni-ba.livejournal.com]

It's his own damn fault, of course. Mal knew the girl would be trouble from the moment he saw her and he still hired her. But then, he never thought Kaylee would put him in the spot like this.

"Will you?" she asks again, as if he were hard of hearing. "Marry us?"

This is the moment where he misses Book the most, Mal decides. He looks at Kaylee's beaming grin, and then at Simon's hesitant expression a step behind his girlfriend - it's not difficult to guess which one decided to present their case to him, is it? "Ah..."

"So, Capt'n, what do you say?" Kaylee presses, not one bit of hopeful enthusiasm fading despite his lack of answer. "I know Simon asked only last night" -and she shows off the thinnest band of gold Mal's ever seen; he's impressed nonetheless, real gold's not cheap in these parts- "but why wait? I've got my pretty dress and my prettier groom. I say I'm set."

And there goes that blinding grin again.

Mal glances over at the pretty groom, eyebrow cocked with a hint of male-to-male mockery. The younger man blushes a little, but stands firm. He's got to admit, Simon's come a long way since he boarded Serenity.

"Well, Mal. There you go," Zöe says, her expression serious even as her eyes are dancing merrily. "The girl says she's set. What are you waiting for?"

"Surely you can't be hesitating," Inara pitches in from Zöe's side, just as amused. "Don't you always insist how you're the captain of this ship?"

And he needs to insist on that point because otherwise everyone on board would mutiny and run all over him.

As it is, they are already making their best effort.

Mal turns toward the women, making sure his expression is angled away from Kaylee's view, and scowls a warning in their direction.

Zöe and Inara send back their most beatific smiles, daring him to say anything that will ruin Kaylee's wedding day.

And they know this will be a wedding day, don't they?

"Fine!" Mal knows he's growling, but days like these bring a man's patience to its limit. "I'll officiate the darn thing, and you better not complain about how I do it."

Kaylee squeals and, of course, runs up to hug him gratefully. Really, the girl's even crying a little. Mal squirms, grateful himself because Simon steps up to pull her away. Soon enough, Kaylee is too busy embracing the other women, as well as the future sister-in-law who's slipped into the room at some point in the conversation.

"You'll make such a pretty bride!" Inara gushes, a glint in her eye that says Kaylee will be taken into Shuttle One to improve some more on that prettiness. Mal would say she looks good enough already, but what does he know about these things?

"Hey, hey!" Jayne's voice cuts through the congratulations. "Aren't you forgetting something?"

Everyone pauses and, when Jayne just stares at them grumpily, they exchange clueless glances.

Mal is about to give in and ask, when River brightens up and starts nodding. "But of course there'll be cake!"

"All right." Jayne claps and rubs his hands together with gusto. "Let's get these crazy kids married!"

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Zom-B Series - Darren Shan, Dr Oynstein/Owl Man,

'Cuz I know I don't understand,
Just how your love can do what no one else can.

No fill

[cashay.livejournal.com]

ooooooh great prompt! I have yet to read the last two Zom-B Books but otherwise I'd totally write you a fill!