Monday: Birthdays
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draycevixen and I'll be your guest host this week.
Todays theme is Birthdays. Prompts can be anything about Birthdays from the actual day someone was born, to a celebration, rite of passage or even the insane search for the perfect gift. You know the drill. :D
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 examples to get the ball rolling...
Person of Interest, Harold Finch/John Reese, how do you top an apartment?
Forever, Henry Morgan & Abe Morgan, the year Abe was finally older than Henry is believed to be
Lucifer(TV), Lucifer Morningstar +/ any, the idea of birthdays fascinates him
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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.
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draycevixen and I'll be your guest host this week. Todays theme is Birthdays. Prompts can be anything about Birthdays from the actual day someone was born, to a celebration, rite of passage or even the insane search for the perfect gift. You know the drill. :D
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 examples to get the ball rolling...
Person of Interest, Harold Finch/John Reese, how do you top an apartment?
Forever, Henry Morgan & Abe Morgan, the year Abe was finally older than Henry is believed to be
Lucifer(TV), Lucifer Morningstar +/ any, the idea of birthdays fascinates him
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.
tag=Birthdays
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Date: 2016-02-15 01:11 pm (UTC)Fill. SGA/Dollhouse. Joe. TW: child abuse, DVRCA
Date: 2016-02-15 01:26 pm (UTC)2. Turning thirteen was a huge deal. Finally a teenager. Later curfew. Allowed to go to the lame middle school dances they had sometimes on Friday nights. Joe spent his special day out on his grandpa's farm, mucking out the stalls, milking cows, and wrangling bales of hay. When he finally made it home, exhausted, he sprawled out on his bed without even taking his shoes off. He was awakened sometime later by a familiar orchestra - father screaming, mother crying, the rhythm of fists on flesh. He rolled out of bed and slid under it, waiting, wary of footsteps. When silence fell, he dared to emerge. He sat on the bed and doodled in his notebook, tooling around with some of the new algebra formulas he'd learned at school last week. He knew he was safe when Mom slipped into his room. She had a little cupcake on a plate. She sat beside him on the bed and planted a candle in the green frosting, lit it. Her tears extinguished it before he could blow it out after he made his wish, so he huddled close to her and gave her half the cupcake and decided the next year that he wouldn't even bother with his birthday.
3. Joe had planned meticulously so he could get his driver's license on his sixteenth birthday. The first time he got to drive all by himself, no adult supervision, he took his unconscious mother to the hospital because she had 'fallen down the stairs' yet again. Not even the nurses bought it anymore, and when they looked at him in disgust, he could only look away.
4. Joe officially turned eighteen somewhere along I-80 between Omaha and Hastings. His mother was asleep in the passenger seat, a massive bruise blooming on her cheekbone. She had her purse and all the cash she could carry. They'd pawned her wedding ring at the first pawn shop they found. The only thing Joe had brought with him was his acceptance letter to Stanford.
5. Joe didn't get a nineteenth birthday. Or a twentieth. Or any of innumerable birthdays after that, although as Foxtrot he was a party favor for plenty of other people's birthdays. John Sheppard was only a few weeks older than him, so he marked time with John's birthdays, but John didn't get to celebrate all of his birthdays either. Joe felt awful when he finally had a body and a mind of his own and Evan baked him a birthday cake, and John and Rodney and Sam and Daniel and Cam and his mother were all singing to him, and he burst into tears.
Fill: Dollhouse/SGA, McShep
Date: 2016-02-15 01:59 pm (UTC)Rodney screeched to a halt, mind racing. He stood in the doorway, cringing. "I forgot your birthday again, didn't I?"
John looked up, startled. "What? No. Evan would have been posting reminder stickies on your computer monitor for every day of the week leading up to my birthday, we'd have had my favorite cinnamon rolls for breakfast, and at lunch Evan would have insisted everyone sing to me, and he'd also have baked me a cake."
"Then what are you doing?" Rodney stared at the bright pink cupcake frosting. He thought quickly. "Oh no. Are you having a private memorial for a fallen comrade? I'll go."
"It's not my birthday," John said. "It's Traci's."
Rodney stared at him. "Traci has a birthday?"
"She's a person," John said patiently. "They all have birthdays."
"Oh. Do you celebrate all of them?"
"Yes. Nothing big. Just, you know, cupcake and candle and wish."
"Well, in that case." Rodney sat down opposite John and scooted in. "Happy Birthday, Traci," he said solemnly.
The smile that crossed John's face was distinctly not-John. "Thanks, Rodney." Traci leaned over and kissed him on the nose, then sat back, closed her eyes, took a deep breath. Wished. Blew out the candle.
And wolfed down the cupcake faster than Rodney could blink.
Joe cleared his throat from the doorway. "Hey, Rodney. Heard you were looking for me?" He blinked. "Oh, hey. Happy Birthday, Traci."
Traci beamed at him.
Rodney turned to Joe in exasperation. "Does everyone know all of his birthdays except for me?"
"Hers," Traci said patiently.
"We lived together for a couple of decades," Joe said. "I know all their birthdays. So what did you need me for?"
"Math," Rodney said. "'Bye, Traci." He stood up, grabbed Joe's arm, and hustled him back to the lab. In a low voice, he said, "Does Evan know all of their birthdays?"
"I made him a calendar," Joe said. "Where do you think John gets all the cupcakes from? He knows all their favorite flavors."
"Could I get a copy of that calendar?" Rodney asked.
Joe smiled. "Sure. So, math? That's so specific."
Rodney rolled his eyes. "Come on."
After six hours and several heated discussions (shouting matches that sent the other scientists and airmen guarding the lab fleeing), they were closer to the answer, but hadn't quite found it yet, and Rodney was in possession of a little pocket-sized calendar with a couple dozen birthdays marked in it.
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