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dreamsofspike and today's theme is "a thin line between love and hate". Prompts should focus on the darker side of romantic/sexual relationships. Maybe a couple make each other miserable but they can't stay away from each other. Maybe there's cheating, or manipulation, or obsession, or abuse. Just anything that explores the dark side of love/romance/sex.
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...
+ Supernatural, Sam Winchester/Castiel/(Dean), they're each using the other as a substitute for the one they can't have: Dean
+ Grimm, Nick Burkhart/Monroe, Nick's Grimm side wants to dominate Monroe
+ The Voice RPF, Blake Shelton/Adam Levine, past abusive relationship
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.
dreamsofspike and today's theme is "a thin line between love and hate". Prompts should focus on the darker side of romantic/sexual relationships. Maybe a couple make each other miserable but they can't stay away from each other. Maybe there's cheating, or manipulation, or obsession, or abuse. Just anything that explores the dark side of love/romance/sex. 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...
+ Supernatural, Sam Winchester/Castiel/(Dean), they're each using the other as a substitute for the one they can't have: Dean
+ Grimm, Nick Burkhart/Monroe, Nick's Grimm side wants to dominate Monroe
+ The Voice RPF, Blake Shelton/Adam Levine, past abusive relationship
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: 2015-08-04 05:55 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2015-08-04 05:59 am (UTC)Fill- He Will Be Loved [[abuse aftermath warning]]
Date: 2015-08-05 01:09 am (UTC)Blake watches silently as Adam continues to wince, hiss, and curse beside him on the sofa. Even if it's dark outside and that eye has an icepack over it now, he can still visualize what it looked like under there and it wasn't pretty. Not that the other eye is much better as it's surrounded by red, and Adam is still hunched over as his back hurts in a way he refuses to let Blake see.
Adam huffs. "This pack's not doing shit. Don't you have any steaks lying around for black eyes?"
"You stereotype country boys too much," Blake murmurs, and before he can regret such a stupid thing coming out of his mouth he can see Adam flash a quick grin- at least before the young man winces again and heaves his shoulders.
Then it's his turn to sigh. "Goddammit, Adam, Kirk can't keep doin' this to you." Really he's two seconds from marching over there and giving the brawny bastard a taste of his own medicine, but stopping him at the moment is knowing the immediate reaction will be tears from Adam, and he can't cry right now in his state. Even if the other man might be grateful deep down (not that he admits things like that, a man's gotta have his pride and all that shit), he'd still be sad on the surface.
Fuck, Blake hates seeing his friend sad in any circumstance. Fuckin' dilemmas.
"What else is he supposed to do if I like it rough?" Adam's tone is somewhere between mockery and melancholy.
"Not bust your face and leave you barely walking!" Blake can barely contain his anger, another mistake as Adam winces from the raised volume.
"Please...don't do that..."
Goddamn, he really can be an idiot. "Sorry." He scoots closer to his friend, and thankfully Adam doesn't pull away. Probably best he keeps his big mouth shut for the time being.
After a long moment Adam lowers the icepack. The swelling has gone down, but Blake doesn't even have to guess that the pain's gonna take a long time leaving. Adam mutters something he can't quite pick up.
"Huh?"
"...I said, y'ever wonder if you're just supposed to be alone?"
He might as well have just clenched his fist around Blake's heart with how much that stings. Or possibly that's Kirk's hand taking another victim in his cruelty and carelessness.
He continues, "I mean, first Anne, then Behati...even if Kirk hurts me-" the first time he's ever said that aloud and Blake almost gasps, but Adam pays no attention and speaks on, "how's it going to look if I walk away? Just proves I'm born to be unlovable."
Now Blake really wants to put the hurt on that asshole. He breathes deeply to keep from clenching his hands and keeps his focus on Adam's face, the melted ice in the dim light looking like the tears he can't shed.
Oh, how his heart's still hurting.
"Look, Adam, I know I don't exactly have the best track record myself, but I know damn well you deserve a lot better than this. An' unlovable? Bullshit. Whole world loves you." Yeah, even he does in his own way. Even if he's calling Adam silly names or teasing him about his height or clothes or whatever, they always result in a smile from the younger man, not sadness like this.
He only remembers a few times in the beginning where the mention of Kirk would make Adam genuinely smile.
"Don't want the whole world." Adam shields his face and curls in for his head to touch Blake's cheek. And that's when the sobs hit, soft and rattling like tissue paper, and so much pain and love is inside Blake all at once he wonders if he can even contain it.
An arm stretches out for the hand to rest on Adam's shoulder- maybe it's another mistake, maybe it's a risk, but once again it's a miracle that he doesn't pull away. Adam has know- has to believe- that he's worthy of happiness without heartache, that hands that touch him aren't meant to be in hurt.
Adam's skin is still cold from the ice, but the whispered "Thank you" is warm as a beach sunrise and worth all the I-love-yous in the world, because unlike from some people, it actually means something.
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Date: 2015-08-04 06:26 am (UTC)Mini-fill
Date: 2015-08-05 09:24 pm (UTC)He preferred not to think about her.
He preferred not to think about a lot of things lately. His companion’s obsession with finding that angel. Or the trail of bloody corpses they were leaving like breadcrumbs.
Or – “Close, brother – ” how that word pushed Dean over every time.
He considered himself an open-minded fella. But whatever that was about, he wasn’t going near it with a ten-foot pole. Wasn’t none of his business.
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Date: 2015-08-04 06:46 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2015-08-04 08:00 am (UTC)lol jesus that's petfect
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Date: 2015-08-04 07:06 am (UTC)And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
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Date: 2015-08-04 07:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-08-04 07:08 am (UTC)(I'd prefer it if Damian was no younger than 15, but other things should be cool!)
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Date: 2015-10-18 08:25 pm (UTC)Bruce waits until he gets closer, until Jason is standing right behind his chair, to flip the monitors on, the surveillance feed from last night lighting up every one of them.
“He’s my son.”
Jason chokes on his cookie, looks away from the images on the screen, can still feel the place on his back where Damian’s boots rubbed the skin off. “Jesus christ, that’s some high definition.”
“He’s my son.”
“You already said that,” Jason points out unhelpfully. He’s not really -- isn’t really sure what protocol should be here. Bruce doesn’t confront them about shit like this except, apparently now he does.
“Is this some kind of game to you?” Bruce mildly snaps at him, turning around in the chair. “Are you using Damian to get at me for --”
“Jesus fuck, you still don’t get it, do you?” Jason says, anger rising in him like bile. ”Not everything’s about you, you giant fucking self-absorbed asshole.”
“Then why --”
“He’s freaked out, Bruce,” Jason says, exasperated. “He fucking died.”
“I’m --” Bruce says tightly. “Quite aware of that fact, thank you.”
“Apparently not enough,” Jason says and sees Bruce’s jaw tighten, sees his hands clench around the arms of the chair like he’s ready for a fight, a fight Jason is more than happy to give him.
“Look,” Jason sighs, scrubbing his hands over his face. “I’m kind of the only person he knows who’s done the whole dying and coming back to life thing.”
“But,” Bruce says, a look of uncertainty on his face like he’s trying to find the right words, the right way to say it so that Jason won’t try to break his jaw, so that he won’t break Jason’s heart. “But the circumstances were not the same.”
“And ain’t that a bitch,” Jason says. “Demon brat gets reborn bathed in light or whatever, meanwhile I’m still coughing up dirt.”
“Jason --”
“But he still died,” Jason ignores him. “He was dead. Thanks to his own fucking mother. And that --” Jason shakes his head. “You’ll never understand. Lucky for me, I do.”
“Lucky for Damian,” Bruce says quietly, not quite meeting Jason’s eyes. “Thank you.”
Jason snorts. “I’m not a therapist, okay? But the kid needs an outlet. He needs someone who gets the nightmares and the panic and fuck. You think I don’t know how fucked up it is? I do.”
“He’s young,” Bruce says. “But Damian -- Damian’s never truly been a child, has he?”
“He is and he isn’t,” Jason shrugs. “He had to grow up too fast.”
“Just like you,” Bruce says and Jason looks away, fiddles with something on one of the tables. “A twenty year old in a fourteen year old’s body, I used to think.”
“Yeah,” Jason says tightly. He doesn’t want to think about what he was like when he was fourteen, how hard he tried to convince Bruce he wasn’t a fucking kid.
Behind him, he hears Bruce’s chair squeak as he spins back around, looks up and sees all the monitors have been switched off.
“I will turn my eye,” he says. “But only if you promise me that you will come to me if he gets worse. I will get him the help he needs.”
“Yeah,” Jason says. “Okay.”
He turns to leave, but Bruce says, “And you,” and Jason stops in his tracks.
“If you ever need anything, Jason. All you have to do is say the word.”
“Thanks,” Jason says, his voice betraying him by cracking, and makes his way back up the stairs.
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Date: 2015-08-04 07:09 am (UTC)It doesn't hurt me.
Do you want to feel how it feels?
Do you want to know that it doesn't hurt me?
Do you want to hear about the deal that I'm making?
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Date: 2015-08-04 08:04 am (UTC)Revolution, Miles Matheson/Sebastian Monroe, being with Bass feels like dying, maybe that's why he keeps coming back
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Date: 2015-08-04 08:06 am (UTC)DCU, Bruce Wayne/Hal Jordan, one of them is cheating on their significant other with the other one
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Date: 2015-08-04 08:09 am (UTC)Batman Beyond 2.0, Terry McGinnis/Bruce Wayne, Terry hates him. So why does he keep going back?
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