tysdagr: Growing Up

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Good morning again! I’m still doreyg and today's theme is Growing Up. Prompts can be anything related to growing up - be it focusing around your characters as children, teenage characters or just character growth in general.

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.
No spoilers in prompts for a month after airing, or 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 educational examples...
+ Ms Marvel (comics), Bruno/Kamala Khan, they get their happy ending
+ Superboy (2010 comic), Lori Luthor/Simon Valentine, they sneak about having hate sex
+ Teen Titans (comics), Tim Drake/Cassie Sandsmark/Conner Kent, threesome

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 2016 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.

Have fun!

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[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Ms Marvel (comics), Bruno/Kamala Khan, they get their happy ending

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Superboy (2010 comic), Lori Luthor/Simon Valentine, they sneak about having hate sex

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Teen Titans (comics), Tim Drake/Cassie Sandsmark/Conner Kent, threesome

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Batman (comics), Damian Wayne/Dick Grayson, the perks and perils of dating a teenager

(I’d prefer Damian to be no younger than 15, but anything else is fine!)

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Green Lantern (comics), Thaal Sinestro/Hal Jordan, teacher/student AU: on Sinestro’s desk

filled

[oh-mcgee.livejournal.com]

"Off, Jordan," Thaal says, leveling a glare at the boy. He's always testing his patience, always pushing to see how far he can go and it's getting tiring. This is the third time this week Hal has purposefully dragged behind the rest of his classmates after the bell has rang, came up to his desk with the excuse of not understand the assignment and perched his seventeen year old ass down on the edge of Thaal's desk, right on top of his grade book.

Thaal's assured he knows exactly what he's doing and exactly what he looks like, blowing those big, pink bubbles as he swings his legs back and forth, pretending to be interested as Thaal goes over the assignment.

But today, he's had enough. He snaps his textbook shut, folds his hands in his lap and looks up at Hal.

"What is it you want, Jordan?"

"I didn't understand the --"

"Do you want me to bend you over this desk and have my way with you?" He asks calmly and probably shouldn't be surprised when Hal's direct, immediate response is, "Yes."

"As I suspected," Thaal says, steepling his fingers. "But of course that isn't going to happen."

And then Hal pouts at him, as if he can be persuaded by something so --

"Stop making that face immediately."

"But you can't just say something like that to me and then take it back."

"Taking it back would imply I promised you something and I did not. I merely asked a question."

"But --"

"Not another word, Jordan. This cannot happen."

"Come on, Sinestro," Hal says, getting that little twist in the corner of his mouth that always means trouble. "I thought you'd appreciate a good challenge. What are you, scared?"

Ten minutes later Thaal's got the boy over his desk, flushed and pretty, buried two fingers deep inside of him.

"Make a single noise," he says against Hal's neck. "And I'll send you home like this."

"Jesus," Hal whimpers and grinds back against his fingers and Thaal turns the boy's head and captures his mouth, sucks on his tongue and his plush, fat bottom lip.

"You're a wicked creature," he says against Hal's jaw when Hal tightens around him and comes, biting down on his bottom lip to keep quiet. And it's true. All semester he's felt like Hal Jordan was sent directly from Eden just to tempt him. "What am I going to do with you, Jordan?"

Hal slumps against him, boneless, and sighs. "Whatever the hell you want."

Thaal doesn't tell him exactly how dangerous those words are; he has a feeling Hal already knows.

[ladyjane]

NCIS, Tony Dinozzo,
What did he get up to when he was left behind in that hotel in Hawaii?

[ladyjane]

NCIS, Jimmy Palmer, Shoe Fetish

[ladyjane]

The Walking Dead (TV), any (+/any), Do birthdays even matter anymore?

I'll sing happy birthday to you

[stargazer-abeo.livejournal.com]

At first Carl counts the days, than weeks, than months after the outbreak, but time seems to slip away and keeping track of it is like grasping at river water. Pointless, time runs on, it's the living that runs out of it. He doesn't dare ask his dad what date his birthday was. He'd be hurt that Carl had lost another part of a normal life.

Carl didn't have any big birthday parties, only presents and perhaps cake and a day out and with both his parents not yelling at each other. That had been enough when he was eleven. He thinks he remembers it being cold on some of his birthdays.

Carl counts that as lucky, because the walkers are slowed during the cold, but it's harder to find food and shelter for themselves too. Carl counts the winters as his birthdays, there have been four of them, so he thinks he's sixteen or fifteen.

Carl remembers to count every day after Judith is born, so he knows she's nine months. He won't let her first birthday be forgotten. He sings to her a lullaby he got out of a Mother Goose's Nursery Rhymes, a promise to celebrate the passing of every one of her years.

"Thirty days hath September,
April, June and November;
February has twenty eight alone
All the rest have thirty-one
Except in Leap Year, that's the time
When February's Days are twenty-nine."

[dreammaidenn.livejournal.com]

Any, Any, sometimes growing up is the hardest thing to do.

original, 1 sentence

[tigriswolf]

She listens as her mother tells her the unvarnished truth instead of sugarcoating it and she wonders, is this what it's like to be grown?

[dreammaidenn.livejournal.com]

Marvel Comics, Peter Parker/Wade Wilson, they've known each other since they were little kids, now they're in highschool and Wade has a thing for his next door neighbor--Peter does too.

[dreammaidenn.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Dean Winchester + Sam Winchester, Dean had to grow up too fast to protect Sammy.

gen, 1 sentence

[tigriswolf]

"I'm hungry," Sammy whines, wrapping himself around Dean's legs, and Dean wishes he could scream and cry but he has to find something for Sammy to eat, has to bathe him, has to put him to bed, has to stay awake until Dad comes back, and he just wants to throw a tantrum himself - but he's the older brother, and he can't.

[ladyjane]

SPN, Wee!chesters (Sam &/or Dean Winchester), Learning something new

Fill: Sam and Dean, spelling

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

"Dean."

Dean was sitting at the little table in the corner of the motel room, meticulously cleaning Dad's pearl-handled Colt. "What is it, Sammy?"

"Dean!"

"That's my name."

"Look. Dean!"

Dean finally lifted his head. Sam held up the piece of paper he'd been scribbling on for over an hour. There, in the center of it, was Dean's name written in shaky block capitals. Dean slid off the chair and trotted over to his brother, sank down on the couch beside him to pull him into a one-armed hug.

"Way to go, Sammy."

"Love you, Dean."

[dreammaidenn.livejournal.com]

Marvel Comics, Peter Parker/Wade Wilson, rules of dating a teenage boy.



(by teenage I mean 15+ ;) )

[ladyjane]

Angel(TV) AU, Connor, Angel(&/or any) Connor's first steps

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Good Omens, the Them, the Them in high school

Fill!

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

In fifth form, no one was surprised when Pepper was made the women's sports captain for her house. She was a terror on the hockey pitch with her hockey stick and her endless stamina (and she was also a delight in that little skirt flaring around her thighs while she ran, but no one would say it).

No one was surprised when Wensleydale was made prefect, what with his fastidious knowledge of and adherence to the rules (although the creative ways with which he adhered to the rules and sometimes reduced other prefects to tears and defeat was something no one had ever reported to the teachers).

Everyone was surprised that Brian was still in school for fifth form after he'd blown up one of the chemistry labs during exams at the end of fourth form (he was good at destroying things deliberately and somehow making it seem like it was an unfortunate accidents, probably because he also suffered loads of unfortunate accidents due to his tendency to sort of...smudge everything around him).

As for Adam, he was neither prefect nor troublemaker, and after five years in secondary school, no one was surprised to see his dog Dog tromping after him between classes and waiting in the quad for games of fetch while the sixth form prefects were doing their rounds.

The four of them still rode their bicycles to and from school, and sometimes they could be seen around town, taller, sleeker versions of the gang they'd once been. Everyone in town was afraid for the day one of them obtained a driver's license and a car.

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Peter Pan, Wendy Darling+Any, leaving Neverland behind has its own consequences

Filled

[truthwritaslies.livejournal.com]

Wendy hadn't wanted to leave Neverland. Not really. She said she did because she was the eldest and she had to be the responsible one.

Wendy had demanded Peter take them home and he had looked at her strangely but he had eventually done as she asked.

Afterwards, she can never be sure but Wendy thinks her dreams have become somehow less. As she gets older they fade like paintings left too long in the sunlight until they are little more then dusky shadows in her mind.

All except one.

In that dream she lies unmoving on a flat rock as Peter takes a knife to the skin between her now matronly breasts. Slits Wendy open like a ripe peach and pulls something she cannot see clearly from her chest. It shimmers indistinctly in the moonlight before he eats it, still steaming from the heat of her body. In the dream she knows this is the price for leaving Neverland alive.

The dream doesn't come often but when it does she always wakes to a sore back and a hollowness in her chest.

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Fullmetal Alchemist, Edward Elric+Alphonse Elric+Winry Rockbell, growing up too young

[oh-mcgee.livejournal.com]

Green Lantern, Hal Jordan/Thaal Sinestro, "You got old, Jordan."

[oh-mcgee.livejournal.com]

The Flash (tv), Harrison Wells(obard), watching Barry Allen grow up

[oh-mcgee.livejournal.com]

Kingsman: The Secret Service, Harry Hart/Eggsy Unwin + Merlin, instead of joining the military straight out of high school, Eggsy gets recruited to Kingsman and Merlin gives Harry endless shit for Eggsy being a teenager.

[oh-mcgee.livejournal.com]

Batman Beyond, Bruce Wayne/Terry McGinnis,
You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to
To save you from your old ways

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Stargate Atlantis, Rodney McKay, not easy being the smartest kid in school

Fill: SGA High School AU, pre-McShep

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

The hardest part about being the smartest kid in class was the loneliness, but Rodney would never admit it. The boredom was mostly alleviated because his teachers piled advanced work on him to keep him quiet and compliant. The frustration was easily alleviated by a good tantrum. Some well-meaning numbskull offered to help Rodney with his science project like a finger-painting toddler offering to help Da Vinci, Rodney screamed, the numbskull went away, and Rodney could work in peace.

But that didn't mean he wasn't sometimes lonely, having no one to talk to during lunch breaks.

And then John Sheppard showed up. He was lanky, with stylish clothes and trendy scruffy hair. No one at school knew anything about him, except his family had just moved in, his family was super rich, he was fourteen years old, and his mother was dead. (Some of the older girls in the halls talked about his older brother, Dave, who had a really cool car.)

Rodney looked John Sheppard up and down and knew he wasn't one of those meat-headed jocks. Too slender for that. He had long-fingered hands and wore a plain black band on one wrist. Judging by his Johnny Cash t-shirt and his insufferable smirk, he was probably one of those dark, moody musicians. Guitar. Girls loved guys who played guitar. (Rodney played piano. That was dorky.)

John sat beside Rodney in math class and immediately set about doodling spaceships in his notebook instead of listening to the teacher. Not a meat-head jock, but stupid all the same. The teacher wrote a problem on the bored, one that had all the other students stumped and that Rodney wouldn't even dignify by raising his hand.

"John?" The teacher raised her eyebrows at the new kid.

John lifted his head. "Sorry, I don't know. We hadn't covered this at my old school yet." But he had the correct answer scrawled next to a particularly explosive-looking battle between aliens and soldiers.

Rodney ignored everyone around him and set about on his own math assignment, which was something the teacher could barely grasp. He was halfway done with his assignment when a paper airplane landed on his desk. Judging by its landing trajectory, it had come from the desk beside him. When Rodney glanced over, John had moved on to drawing what looked like a series of spikes but was labeled Atlantis: city in the stars.

Rodney unfolded the note, ready for anything, a prank "do you like me? Check yes or no" or an insult or joke about his hair. Instead was a string of numbers and a single question: "Prime/not prime?"

Rodney glanced at John again. John looked at him sidelong and grinned.

Rodney was still by far the smartest person in the class - in the whole school - but maybe he didn't have to be alone anymore.

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Stargate Atlantis, John Sheppard/Rodney McKay, learning to share

Fill: McShep with a surprise pairing

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

Growing up, Rodney had never had to share. As he only had a sister, he'd never had to share his room, or the bathroom, or clothes, or any of the other onerous things siblings were forced to share. In college he'd never had to share his dorm room, because putting an underage genius with a drunken frat wannabe was a legal disaster waiting to happen. In grad school he'd never had to share his research space, because he'd harangued all the other grad students within an inch of their lives if they messed up his careful arrangement of research materials and equipment. He never had to share his projects, either, because no one else understood them (although he wasn't above delegating the petty tasks to the mindless minions so his brainpower could be used on more important issues).

He'd also never had to share friends, because, well, he'd never had any. (Jeannie didn't count. She was his sister and therefore obligated to be his friend, and while she was a good friend, she wasn't the same as an actual friend who was his friend just because.)

So when Rodney happened upon John Sheppard, first colleague, then friend, then more, he had no intention of sharing. When John sparred with Teyla, that didn't count as sharing, because Rodney hated sparring. When John went running with Ford, that didn't count as sharing either, because Rodney hated running. And when Ronon replaced Ford, Rodney was okay with that.

And then there was Major Evan Lorne. He showed up on the crew of the Daedalus one day with another bunch of meat-head marines Rodney had to break in as careful pack mules, and Rodney hated him. Lorne had smooth golden skin, a quirky, easy grin, and beautiful blue eyes. Some of the social scientists - of both sexes - were speculating about his dating/marriage status and which way he swung. He was nice to them. He didn't think they were stupid. He approved of the expansion of their illicit coffee-growing scheme in greenhouse three. Everyone loved him.

Rodney hated him. Rodney hated Major Evan Lorne because he was there all the time. When Rodney dropped by John's office for a quick chat, Lorne was there, filling out John's paperwork so John could spar with Ronon. When John needed something, Lorne was right there at his elbow with, "It's already done, sir." He could always find the thing John was looking for, he always knew the location of the person John was searching for, and he always brought John a mid-afternoon snack on days when there was nothing but paperwork and meetings. (John did that sometimes for Rodney. It hadn't occurred to him to reciprocate the favor. He reciprocated all favors in bed.)

The thing was, Lorne's unnatural efficiency (he was too perfect, like that Chaya character, Rodney would have to run scans on him) allowed John more time to spend with Rodney. It might have been unseemly for the military commander of the expedition to hang around the lab as Rodney's Ancient Tech light switch, but Rodney knew the others let it go because John being around meant Rodney was nicer. Rodney hated Lorne with a passion, but there was nothing he could do about it, because no one would listen to him if he tried to complain. (He'd mentioned it offhand once to Parrish in botany and been deprived of coffee for a week.)

But enough was enough. Rodney was going to have a very strong chat with Major Lorne - and possibly science him into submission - because John belonged to Rodney and Rodney didn't share. John was only supposed to smile like that for Rodney, not when Lorne saved him the last brownie to be had for a month.

Rodney stormed around the corner and swiped a hand over the lock into Lorne's quarters - and discovered that Major Lorne, in addition to being a very efficient XO, was also an ardent yoga practitioner, and he brought that skill to the bedroom.

With Ronon.

There was an awkward pause, the three men blinked at each other, and Rodney beat a hasty retreat.

Fine. He could learn to share John. A little bit. For the good of the expedition.

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Any, Any, first heartbreak

Fill: MCU - Steve/Bucky - Reborn

[lil-1337.livejournal.com]

Steve was pretty sure that the first time Bucky got his heart broken it was the girl down the street. She was seventeen, curvy, beautiful and whip smart. Bucky, a mere fifteen, had followed her around for weeks until she very nicely informed him that she was not interested.

What he didn't know until much later, after they had both died and been resurrected, was that he'd been mistaken. Bucky's true first broken heart had come when he was only ten and realized that he was in love with his crazy, brave, sometimes stupid best friend.

[cozy-coffee.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, wee!Sammy, he wants to be just like his big brother Dean when he grows up.

gen, 1 sentence

[tigriswolf]

"I'm gonna tall and strong and brave, just like you," Sammy says the spring he turns four; Dean, eight years old and terrified, begs, oh, please don't be like me.