Thursday: Dating
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marlex we're getting close to the weekend, but not quite yet. Today's theme is dating. Are your characters going out for a big date? Getting back from one? Did it go well? Was it a disaster? Are they trying to keep their dating a secret? Is the second, or third, time around for them? Prompts can anything about dating. Have fun!
Just a few rules:
No more than five prompts in a row.
No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
Use the character's full names and fandom's full name for ease adding to the Lonely Prompts spreadsheet.
If your prompt or fill contains anything that can be a trigger for the reader, please add a warning for that to give the reader the chance to decide if they want to read or not.
No spoilers in prompts for a month after airing. Use the spoiler cut option found here.
If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space, or use the above mentioned spoiler cut.
Prompts should be formatted as follows: [Use the character's full names and fandom's full name]
Fandom, Character +/ Character, Prompt
Some examples to get the ball rolling...
MCU, Steve/Darcy, first date
NCIS, Abby/McGee, when it's her turn to pick the place, he never knows for sure what's in store
Wreck-It Ralph, Ralph + Vanellope, he hears she has a date
We are now using AO3 to bookmark filled prompts. If you fill a prompt and post it to AO3 please add it to the Bite Sized Bits of Fic from 2015 collection. See further notes on this new option here.
Not feeling any of today’s prompts? Check out the just created Lonely Prompts Spreadsheet. 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.
While the Lonely Prompts Spreadsheet and LJ's advanced search options are available, bookmarking the links of prompts you like might work better for searching for in the future.
marlex we're getting close to the weekend, but not quite yet. Today's theme is dating. Are your characters going out for a big date? Getting back from one? Did it go well? Was it a disaster? Are they trying to keep their dating a secret? Is the second, or third, time around for them? Prompts can anything about dating. Have fun!Just a few rules:
No more than five prompts in a row.
No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
Use the character's full names and fandom's full name for ease adding to the Lonely Prompts spreadsheet.
If your prompt or fill contains anything that can be a trigger for the reader, please add a warning for that to give the reader the chance to decide if they want to read or not.
No spoilers in prompts for a month after airing. Use the spoiler cut option found here.
If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space, or use the above mentioned spoiler cut.
Prompts should be formatted as follows: [Use the character's full names and fandom's full name]
Fandom, Character +/ Character, Prompt
Some examples to get the ball rolling...
MCU, Steve/Darcy, first date
NCIS, Abby/McGee, when it's her turn to pick the place, he never knows for sure what's in store
Wreck-It Ralph, Ralph + Vanellope, he hears she has a date
We are now using AO3 to bookmark filled prompts. If you fill a prompt and post it to AO3 please add it to the Bite Sized Bits of Fic from 2015 collection. See further notes on this new option here.
Not feeling any of today’s prompts? Check out the just created Lonely Prompts Spreadsheet. 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.
While the Lonely Prompts Spreadsheet and LJ's advanced search options are available, bookmarking the links of prompts you like might work better for searching for in the future.
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Date: 2015-02-19 11:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-02-19 11:48 am (UTC)Fill
Date: 2015-02-19 10:25 pm (UTC)So when Abby warns 'dress comfortably,' McGee has no idea what's going to happen on their date.
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Date: 2015-02-19 11:48 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2015-02-19 11:53 am (UTC)Fill:
Date: 2015-02-19 06:51 pm (UTC)“There are no vegetables on the menu,” Bilbo complained.
“I don’t like them.”
“But I do,” Bilbo said emphatically.
“I didn’t think ...”
“Well, you wouldn’t.”
“Let’s leave and go for a walk. A walk by the river. You like it there.”
“Those flowers are lovely.” Bilbo stopped to admire them. “What are they called?”
“Dunno. Flowers?”
“Can’t you see the beauty in them?”
“Not really. There’s beauty in fine metalwork.”
“You don’t see it at all do you?” Bilbo swung his arm around indicating the broad sweep of the river, hills and flowers.
After that his shoulders had slumped and they’d walked back in silence. He’d wanted to do everything right for Bilbo and he’d done it all wrong. He’d hoped that when they parted for the night it would be with a hug and maybe a kiss, but instead of which they shook hands.
But Bilbo didn’t let go of his hand as fast as he’d expected, so he’d summoned up all the courage of a dwarf king and said, “Could we try again tomorrow? I could bring a picnic?”
“I’d like that. And I’ll bring the fruit.”
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Date: 2015-02-19 11:59 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2015-02-19 12:17 pm (UTC)Fill
Date: 2015-02-20 12:09 am (UTC)"Christ, woman," Hardison groaned.
Parker blinked. "You said it was my turn to plan date night."
"Yeah, but I thought you'd wanna steal something from the Louvre or bungee jump of the Space Needle, not this!"
"What the --" Hardison said, reaching out to hit Eliot's arm but then seeming to think better of it as Eliot raised his eyebrows at him. "Don't give her ideas, man!"
Hardison and Eliot turned back to Parker, who stared back at them unflinchingly.
After a minute, Hardison sighed. "I'll go get the car."
Parker exclaimed in delight before cartwheeling down the hall.
"Sure," Eliot shrugged, muttering to himself.
Why not? Can't just visit like a normal person."
"I heard that." Parker's voice echoed throughout the apartment.
"You were supposed to."
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Date: 2015-02-19 12:20 pm (UTC)fill
Date: 2015-02-20 05:10 am (UTC)Damian turns his nose up at the idea. “Pennyworth does a satisfactory job of preparing my meals.”
“Don’t you ever get hungry out on patrols and stop by The Grease Pit for a quick bite?”
Damian wrinkles his nose. “One, that sounds like an abhorrent place to eat. Two, if you are doing the job right, Grayson, there is no time for a bite to eat.”
“Whatever, put your shoes on, we’re going out to eat.”
Damian gives him a loathsome look. “At the ‘Grease Pit’?”
Dick laughs. “Fine, I’ll take you to Wanda’s. It’s classier.”
more here (http://archiveofourown.org/works/3397484)
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Date: 2015-02-19 12:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-02-19 12:49 pm (UTC)FILL: Give it a Try [The Flash (TV), Leonard Snart/Barry Allen, PG-13]
Date: 2015-02-23 04:39 pm (UTC)He blinks, briefly. Quickly levers himself up onto his elbows and sneaks a glance at his phone… Which has just lit up with another text message, and the time – at least half an hour too late – in blocky capitals. Shit. Fucking shit, he can’t believe that he’s let this happen again, “don’t worry about it, kid. I-“
“Work!” Barry trills over him, leaping to his feet in one rangy motion – hardly seeming to notice the growing frustration from his direction, the claw of his fingers as he quickly snaps his trousers shut, “I agreed to do the late shift and now, uh, Captain Singh is gonna kill me and-“
“-I have to leave too,” he finishes anyway, struggling – as ever - against becoming too amused as Barry tugs his sweatshirt over his head. And nothing else because, apparently, Central City summers are hot enough to forgo such time-consuming minutiae as shirts, “seriously, it’s fine. We on for-?”
“-I really should get going,” Barry blurts over him again, somehow managing to toe on his trainers and shoot over to the door and not brain himself against the classy – he loves coming around Barry’s dad’s place, it’s such a shining picture of how the other half live – wooden door, “and I’m busy, tomorrow? I’ve got a- a thing. But the day after?”
“-Just what I was about to say,” he summons up a smile, a perhaps less than convincing one – as he remembers that the job is tomorrow and focuses on getting his own shirt over his head – but Barry doesn’t seem to mind. Or, indeed, notice, “see you then, baby. Drive safe.”
“Yeah, I’ll try, let yourself out! Bye!” Barry shouts in reply, already halfway out of the door… And then jerks back, as if pulled, jogs over to the sofa for a final kiss and pulls away again so fast that he half fears whiplash, “okay, right, yeah. See you! Bye.”
He can’t help his smile, like a soppy idiot, even as Barry darts out of the door and he has to turn back to his practically glowering phone. Five missed texts from Rory, two far terser ones from Lisa, one recently missed call glaring up at him like an accusation. Shit. Shit, this is starting to get embarrassing.
…And he really, as he grabs his shoes and allows his smile to linger, should mind that a hell of a lot more than he does.
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Date: 2015-02-19 12:49 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2015-02-19 01:27 pm (UTC)Fill
Date: 2015-12-21 09:17 pm (UTC)It seems like they haven't seen one another in a hundred years. Which she knows is an exaggeration but between Maria being at Tony Stark's beck and call - as well as doing undercover, under the radar, work for SHIELD, and Jim off in all corners of the globe with the Avengers, it's certainly been a long, lonely few weeks.
Not to mention frustrating.
So the day they finally manage to be in the same city at the same time, Maria plans carefully. Waking up early that morning, she takes a long shower, shaves her legs, exfoliates every inch of her body and applies body lotion liberally. She does go to work. It she takes a half day - with Pepper's full approval and a knowing smile - and heads to the salon where her hair is impeccably styled and her make-up is applied to accentuate all her best features.
Once home, she dresses in her carefully selected outfit. Jim likes her in red and the dress hugs her every curve, the neck dipping just enough to tantalise rather than scandalise. The hemline ends just above her knee and she pairs it with a pair of heels that will have her looking down at him but Jim's never minded that. Besides, even if he did, the way they make her legs look would make him forget all about it.
At eight o'clock on the dot, her doorbell rings and she knows she's picked the perfect outfit when he sees her and his mouth drops open, forming a perfect "O", his eyes taking on a slightly glassy look. "Wow," is all he manages and she grins, spins on the spot so he can get the full effect.
Then he's reaching for her hungrily and her perfect dress ends up strewn on the living room floor, her hair is destroyed as his fingers rake through it and her perfectly applied makeup ends up smeared on her couch cushions, his shirt and her pillows.
It's a lot of effort for a short time but she doesn't regret it in the slightest.
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Date: 2015-02-19 01:32 pm (UTC)Fill
Date: 2015-02-21 12:54 am (UTC)"Bartowski," Casey replied, lowering his binoculars but not taking his eyes off the mark. "Shut the hell up."
"I'm just not sure what the rules are here, y'know? Like, what if --- oomph," Chuck trailed off as Casey's mouth mashed against his. Casey lips were harsh, demanding, slipping his tongue into Chuck's mouth for a split second, leaving Chuck wanting more. Casey pulled away, reveling in the blissful silence that followed.
Chuck cleared his throat a few minutes later. "So, is that a yes or...?"
Casey banged his head against the steering wheel.
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Date: 2015-02-19 01:34 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2015-02-19 01:38 pm (UTC)Fill - Star Trek AOS [PG-13]
Date: 2015-04-27 04:57 am (UTC)---
Leonard breathed out a sigh and clicked off his PADD. He'd done just about all the studying he could stand for the evening. Glancing over his shoulder he found Jim sprawled across his bed, knee kicked up, blue eyes staring blankly at the ceiling.
"Bored?" Leonard asked, mouth quirking into a grin.
Jim shrugged a shoulder. "Meh."
Leonard took a deep breath, let it out slowly. "Maybe we could do something tonight."
Jim blinked and tipped his head to look at Leonard. "Really?" he asked, stunned. "You want to do something? Like, go out and… be social?"
Leonard rolled his eyes. "If you're going to make a big deal out of it, then never mind. Don't let me interrupt your-" He waved his hand in Jim's direction. "Daydreaming, or whatever."
But Jim was sitting now, wide smile spread across his face. "No, this is - I'm just… surprised, that's all. Good surprised," he clarified at Leonard's warning look. "What do you want to do?"
Leonard shrugged. "Dinner and a show?" he asked.
Jim's lips pulled into a sly, lascivious grin. "A show?" he asked, waggling his eyebrows.
Leonard frowned. "Not that kind of show."
"What kind of show?" Jim asked, a picture of innocence as he spread his hands wide.
"Just, whatever you were thinking, think the opposite," Leonard said, leaning back in his desk chair, hands folded across his stomach.
Jim scoffed. "You act like I had some kind of seedy strip joint in mind."
Leonard hummed. "The kind that attracts people of questionable ethics and questionable genital?" he asked.
Jim lifted a brow. "You know the place?"
Leonard barked a laugh at that and Jim scooted off the bed, bare feet carrying him across the room. "Nah, I wasn't thinking of that," Jim said, pausing before Leonard's chair. "After all, if you really want a show," he continued, easing himself down into Leonard's lap. "All you have to do is ask."
Leonard reached for Jim's hips, palms sliding around to settle on his ass, pulling him close. "Yeah?" he asked.
Jim leaned forward and hooked an arm around Leonard's neck. "I'll even cook for you first if you want."
"You're cooking sucks," Leonard murmured.
"So we'll skip the dinner and go straight for the dessert," Jim said, lips brushing against Leonard's.
Leonard smiled. "I like the sound of that." He tilted his head, sealed his mouth to Jim's, and licked his way inside.
Jim's groan was cut short by the loud and distinct rumble of Leonard's stomach. Leonard blinked his eyes open and the two stared at each other, half an inch apart, before Jim pulled back with a soft chuckle. Leonard frowned, the tips of his ears flushing red.
"On second thought," Jim said. "I could kill for some Chinese take-out about now."
"Sorry," Leonard muttered, running a hand through his hair, but Jim pecked a quick kiss to his mouth, silencing his apology.
"To be continued," Jim said before sliding off the chair and pulling Leonard after him.
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End.
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Date: 2015-02-19 01:39 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2015-02-19 01:42 pm (UTC)Fill- No Escape, PG (The Mysteries of Laura)
Date: 2015-03-23 10:41 pm (UTC)“Uh, Laura?” Tony asked, frowning as she tried unsuccessfully to duck down behind the plant next to their table. “Are you ok?”
“Sure, yeah, great,” she whispered, still not looking away from the door. A moment later she swore again, straightening up. He’d seen her.
Tony opened his mouth, probably to ask again about what had her asking so strange, but was cut off by someone coming up right next to him. He turned, a slightly forced smile appearing on his face when he realized who it was. “Hey, Jake.”
“Hey, Tony. Laura,” Jake said, smiling down at them. Laura bravely held in the impulse to scream in frustration or run away. “Mind if I join you?”
Laura looked at Tony, seeing that he looked just as unenthused with the idea as she was, but Jake was already sitting down and calling over a waitress to order a drink. She both drained her own glasses of wine in one gulp, motioning for a refill, while Tony just seemed resigned to their fate. They apparently couldn’t escape her ex no matter where they went.
“So, guys,” Jake said, turning back to them as the waitress left. He smiled, but it just made Laura want to smack him, even if she knew that was a supremely bad idea. “How’s your night been?”
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