Miércoles: 100 words

[leni-ba.livejournal.com]

Drabbles! Well, this theme is a classic - and I have to admit, my own favorite. Leave prompts to your heart's desire, but the fill must be in 100 words. 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...
+ Xena: Warrior Princess. Joxer. true hero
+ any Whedonverse. any. to live to tell the tale
+ any. any. under the stars

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[leni-ba.livejournal.com]

Xena: Warrior Princess. Joxer. true hero

[leni-ba.livejournal.com]

any Whedonverse. any. to live to tell the tale

Fill: BtVS, Spike

[faithburke.livejournal.com]

William the Bloody hadn’t needed to buy a drink all night. When one demon bought him a shot of Brain Hemorrhage, Spike waxed poetic about Drucilla. A shot of Oatmeal Cookie led to the tale of The Slayer, Buffy Summers, the boogey(wo)man to them all. The Kamikaze resulted in the story about Angel, LA and the dragon that all wanted to know.

Then a vampire ran into the bar panicked. “The Slayer is coming!” he shouted.

Spike exited out the back with the rest of the smart ones. It was the reason he was still alive to tell his tales.

[leni-ba.livejournal.com]

any. any. under the stars

Fill- Stargazing, PG (Jupiter Ascending, Jupiter + Caine)

[reeby10.livejournal.com]

Space looks different now that she's actually been there. Before, there was promise and excitement when she looked out into the darkness at the distant glimmers of light, but now she knows there's even more (people, government, danger) there than she ever could have dreamed. She's still not sure if that's a good thing or not.

“What are you thinking about?” Caine asks from beside her.

She turns to look at him, then back up at the sky. “The stars,” she says, maybe a little too quietly. He huffs a little, but doesn’t say anything, lets her return to stargazing.

[leni-ba.livejournal.com]

any. any. They tell me it's madness. (They are right)

dnangel, satoshi

[vesca-viridian.livejournal.com]

There is no self-denial. From the day he could understand, Satoshi has known that Krad is a curse, a disease, a descent into madness. Krad is the brain fever culmination of his ancestor’s madness and that same madness runs through his veins whether he wants it or not.

“We can work together,” Daisuke says. “We can be friends.”

Daisuke doesn’t see the disconnect in words and actions. He doesn’t see that the madness is in him too, with each artwork he steals.

Creation is a sickness Satoshi hasn’t fallen for, but the insane desire lingers. Krad is him after all.

[leni-ba.livejournal.com]

any book. any. first impressions

Fill: Hardly Impressed (The Raven Boys, Blue+/Gansey)

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Blue’s impression of Gansey the first time she met him was money. And raven boy. And mocking her, even though he assured her later he wasn’t. Hadn’t been. Hadn’t meant to in any way. He’d been trying to get her to introduce herself to Adam, or to introduce Adam to her, and look how that worked out.

But she couldn’t tell Gansey about the very first time she’d met him, out on the corpse road, where he’d been dying. Where all the prophecies swirled around her and what seeing someone on the corpse road meant: that person would die within a year. That a non-psychic saw a person on the road meant it was someone she’d love.

Blue doesn’t want to love Gansey. There’s too much between them. Adam. Money. Especially money. But especially Adam, too. She’s sure his family would always wonder about the girl without a father, born into a family of psychics. Why Gansey calls her ‘Jane’ and she could never, ever, call him ‘Dick’. (“Just Gansey,” his spirit on the corpse road said.)

Three first impressions, but one fact: Gansey would be dead within a year. And Blue doesn’t want to love him, because she knows.

[lastinthebox.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Dean/Benny, turn.

FILL: TW, PWP

[cozy-coffee.livejournal.com]

Benny’s teeth cut into flesh as he fucks Dean. His lover screams with pain and pleasure. Dean is close to creaming, his balls are heavy and warm, and he is snarling like a hell cat as the vampire marks him. Benny ruts into him and the pressure of his cockhead rubbing Dean's sweet spot sends the hunter tumbling over the edge of ecstasy. Benny soothes a hand through Dean’s hair, calming him as the transformation begins to overtake Dean’s body. New fangs cut from his gums as he kisses Benny—their tongues tangle in a hot, wet kiss and Benny thinks Dean might just be the sweetest thing he’s ever tasted.

(END)

[samueljames]

Breaking In/Smallville, Cam/Lex, confiding something about their first meeting.

[samueljames]

Leverage, Eliot/Quinn, you bleed just to know you're alive.

[samueljames]

Haven, Duke/Nathan, Duke didn't know he was the reason that Nathan's trouble came back.

[samueljames]

Star Trek AOS, Pike/McCoy, hands.

Filled

[samueljames]

The hands that healed are doing so much more now. Chris stifles a moan as Len pushes his legs apart, fingers splaying on his thighs. Len grins and kneels up, taking Chris' cock in his mouth. His hands move again and Len fondles his balls, pausing in his actions to suck on them and then lick the length of Chris' cock repeatedly till Chris' hips stutter forward of their own volition.

"Lube?"

Chris nods, "bathroom."

Len rises gracefully and kisses Chris quickly. He returns quickly, prize in hand. Chris soon discovers that magical fingers are attached to those healing hands.

[samueljames]

Blue Murder, Janine/Richard, smile.

[tigriswolf]

Avengers movieverse, Steve Rogers, the first thanksgiving post Cap2

Fill

[faithburke.livejournal.com]

Tony wanted a big meal and Pepper wanted a quiet dinner. Either way, Steve was invited and didn’t think he wanted to attend. Bruce –like Steve- had been places where the food on Tony’s table would have fed three families. He dragged Steve to a soup kitchen when no one would look –and identify- the two men ladling out potatoes and gravy to men and some women with newly cleaned hands, still stained with dirt. It was easier to count the reasons to be thankful here.

Especially when the last man in line accepted his plate with a metal hand.

[tigriswolf]

Marvel movies, Steve Rogers, he’s prepared to do whatever it takes to keep Bucky safe and free. the thing is – the world isn’t ready for what that might mean.

[tigriswolf]

Rizzoli & Isles, Maura Isles, if she hadn’t been raised by wealthy parents

Fill

[faithburke.livejournal.com]

Maura had gotten into every school she wanted, albeit with considerable applications for financial aid. She wasn’t well liked since she was the ‘scholarship girl who broke the curve’ in every class. She had a series of jobs to pay for items the scholarship didn’t cover –like required text books. Maura didn’t last in retail –she always told the truth if asked ‘does this make me look good?’. Fast food was out because she knew (and shared) too much.

She couldn’t wait until she got a real job and could buy all of the things she wanted on the internet.

[tigriswolf]

Rizzoli & Isles, Constance Isles + Hope Martin, if they’d been sisters

[tigriswolf]

Leverage, Eliot Spencer, sometimes he thinks about how much quicker his part of the job would be if he still allowed himself to kill

[cozy-coffee.livejournal.com]

Supernatural: Dean Winchester, the righteous man

[cozy-coffee.livejournal.com]

Teen wolf; Derek/Stiles, lust

Fill

[samueljames]

Derek wants more than the occasional frantic fuck that Stiles slinks away from afterwards. They've never exchanged promises though.

Stiles pushes him to his knees and Derek licks his lips. Stiles smells amazing and Derek groans at the first taste of him. He fondles Stiles' balls, taking as much of his cock in his mouth as he can. Derek must slow somewhat because Stiles thrusts, almost making him gag.

"Do that again."

Stiles doesn't need telling twice and the forcefulness is getting Derek hard. It feels fantastic to just take it.

"So good, Derek. Get me ready to fuck you."

[cozy-coffee.livejournal.com]

Original fiction: Any M/M pair, happiness

Fill: Firsts

[samueljames]

Luke leaned over and kissed Brian slowly. As their tongues moved together he became hyper-aware of everything he was doing but before it got awkward Brian broke their kiss and smiled at him.

"As slow as you want to go."

Luke nodded, sliding his hand under Brian's t-shirt. God his skin was so soft and Brian was smiling encouragingly and he wanted more, more with his beautiful boyfriend.

"Could you tell me what feels good?"

Brian smiled again. "Course I will, but A+ so far."

He didn't know what he was doing, but feeling emboldened Luke moved his hand southward.

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Iron Man, Tony Stark/Pepper Potts, Kinky

There may come a sequel to this

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

"Mr Stark! Mr Stark!" The reporter thrust an iPhone into Tony's face, and he grimaced. The least these hyenas could do is buy a Starkphone, he thought uncharitably, settling for glaring at the straggler at the end of the (interminable, boring) Stark Industries Press hoopla.

"Make. It. Quick."

"Is that part of the latest Iron Man suit?"

"Is what - oh, oh, this? This... No," Tony said, ineffectively hiding the broken handcuff behind his back. "No, that's... that's private."

"Whose is it? Anyone we know? Off the record," the reporter pleaded.

"Not telling. G'night."

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Burn Notice, Sam Axe, True love

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Whedonverse, Buffy Summers+Connor, Meeting your Dad's ex-girlfriend

You knew I wouldn't be able to resist

[leni-ba.livejournal.com]

"This is only as awkward as we make it," the blonde said with the grim optimism that came after saving the world too many times but losing too many people in the fight. Angel often wore that smile, too. "We're all grown-ups here, right?"

After the whole trip listening to Angel argue that he was too young to join this battle, Connor decided he liked this woman. Despite the awkwardness.

"Besides," she continued, and the mischievous grin gave him a glimpse of the girl his father must have fallen in love with. "This is so much more painful for him."

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Doctor Who, Any Doctor+/Any Romana, A cup of tea

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Fullmetal Alchemist, Solf Kimblee, Survival

[leni-ba.livejournal.com]

any. any. my way or the highway

x2: Highlander/Marvel movies, post-Cap2

[tigriswolf]

“Look, let me explain this in the simplest way possible,” the man says, pausing to smile. It’s a creepy smile, showing most of his teeth, and his body is loose, relaxed. Ryan’s seen Captain America fight, though, so he knows being relaxed means nothing.

“You have contained back there someone under my protection,” the man continues, still smiling, “and I’ve come to reclaim him. You can either remove yourself or be removed, entirely up to you.” He’s completely accentless, and his hand is now on the – hilt of a sword? What the fuck?

“He’s the Winter Soldier,” Ryan says, because that should say it all – the man’s a traitor, and a monster, and while the various governments argue, the Winter Soldier is going to stay in his cage. Even if Captain America is raising a fuss about it. Who is this guy anyway?

“And I am Death.” The words are said simply. Plainly. While Ryan blinks at him, the man looks past him. “You’ve tripled the guards,” he murmurs. “Smart. But nowhere near enough.”

The man drops the smile, the genial attitude for, “You see, I once promised to take him in, when he finally got away.”
And he moves.