Thursday: Album Titles
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writinchica2k and today's theme is based on album titles.
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, any, Demon Days (Gorillaz)
+ The Voice RPF, Blake Shelton/Adam Levine, Under The Lights (Rex Goudie)
+ any, any background/minor characters, Saturday People (Prozzak)
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.
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writinchica2k and today's theme is based on album titles.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, any, Demon Days (Gorillaz)
+ The Voice RPF, Blake Shelton/Adam Levine, Under The Lights (Rex Goudie)
+ any, any background/minor characters, Saturday People (Prozzak)
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.
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Date: 2016-03-10 09:09 am (UTC)Fill: Stargate Multiverse Lawyer!AU
Date: 2016-03-11 01:10 am (UTC)For and Against (http://ficsco-and-nagi.livejournal.com/34714.html). The lawyers debate whether or not one of their paralegals is secretly a robot.
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Date: 2016-03-10 11:00 am (UTC)fill: as long as there's light.
Date: 2016-03-10 03:50 pm (UTC)Han didn't know if it was the blindfold wrapped tightly around his eyes enhancing all his sensations or he was just nervous but he could hear his heartbeat roaring in his ears. It was thumping at 20 parsecs per minute it seemed only to get louder when his bound body was pushed to the floor.
"Who is this," A rough voice that sounded so familiar to him that he cringed spoke. Han couldn't reveal himself it would be too painful...so he kept his head down.
"The leader of the Resistance Ma'am," The mechanical voice of the stormtrooper said.
"Excellent, Supreme Leader Snoke will be pleased with your capture," The rough voice spoke again, "let's see who this mysterious leader is."
Han heard footsteps coming his way. He swallowed trying to not look up. But he didn't have much of a choice. A rough hand gripped his slowly fading light brown hair and forced his head up..ripping the blindfold off his eyes.
The light that invaded his sight was irritating and bright. But even so he could see the look of shock on his captor's face.
"Han..." She said. Han couldn't get a read on her voice, shock or disappointment. Good...maybe she still had a chance.
"Leia..." Han said softly.
There was a vicious backhand across his cheek before Leia grabbed his face again. Han hissed at the the pain as he could feel fingernails dig into his skin causing small drops of blood to dribble down his cheek.
"That is not my name anymore," She said, "It's Kyla Reia."
"No," Han shaking his head as a defiant voice bellowed from his lips, "I met, fell in love with and married Leia Organa...Leia Organa is the mother of my children, and I am staring at her right-"
His voice was cut off by the sound of a lightsaber. Han's eyes went wide as they landed on the flash of brilliant red light. His breathing became heavy. His bound hands clutched into fists. Oh god...was the woman he loved going to kill him? Maybe it was better than living another minute as if the other half been ripped from him.
"Go on Leia," Han said with deep breaths, defeated, "Kill me...you might as well...because if you let me live....I am not going to stop fighting for you....neither is Luke....and neither is Ben.."
He stayed still even though he felt himself swaying on his knees waiting for the fatal blow to kill him. But it never came. Instead the light saber remained shaking in Leia's hand. The moments seemed like hours until the light saber disengaged.
"You can't do it can you..." Han whispered harshly, "that's because I know there is still that one bit of light in you that Snoke hasn't taken away."
"Shut up," Leia growled smacking Han with the hilt of the lightsaber. He fell to the ground with a sharp cry, breathing heavily. "I am not the woman you fell in love with. She is dead."
"No...my wife is alive..." Han responded slowly lifted himself off the floor even though agony coursed through his body through the beatings, "and I...am going to save her."
It was a long pause between them as Leia walked over and gripped his chin again. The two of just gazed at each other in silence with only the hum of the ship and small sounds of controls rang through their ears. And then....in an unexpected move her lips touched his. It was surprisingly tender compared to how roughly she handled him moments ago. But he closed his eyes and reveled in the sensation.
Who knows when he will share this with her again.
When she pulled back Han opened his eyes and sighed deeply. Her eyes were dark, darker than usual. But still he found himself gazing in them.
"I decided not to kill you yet...it would be too easy," Leia snarled, "Guards....drop him off on the nearest planet...let him fend for himself."
Han's eyes never left hers, not even as the guards grabbed him and pulled him out of the room. As she shrunk in the distance even as he was roughly pulled back a small smile formed on his face. He remembered once Ben assured him there was a chance her old self remained hidden beneath all the darkness.
And he was right, Han could sense though small, there was a tiny bit still radiating from her left to salvage.
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Date: 2016-03-10 11:27 am (UTC)Filled
Date: 2016-03-10 11:50 am (UTC)Was Death intending on getting a little last minute practice in before descending upon the multitudes of the Earth? What, exactly, did the soul of a cow look like?
Seemingly satisfied with its inspection of the spotless white cow Death removed its motorcycle helmet and hooked the strap over the handlebars of its motorcycle.
Then it scrambled up onto the back of the remarkably patient cow.
WE RIDE. It said.
The other three looked at each other for a moment.
"I don't care what the two of you do," Famine said. "But I am not having the bony spine of some smelly farm animal smashing me in the tailbone for the next thirty miles."
At the End, Death rode in on a pale cow and his compatriots came before him on their motorcycles.
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Date: 2016-03-10 11:35 am (UTC)FILL: Hit the floor, Zero/Jude
Date: 2016-03-12 05:36 pm (UTC)Like a spark, it lights up, made him realize something important. He could spend the rest of his life worrying; He could worry himself ill, his mind racing and racing until he was so dizzy he tumbled to the ground. Or he could push all the bad thoughts away and smile and be overjoyed and happy with the man he loves.
Jude doesn’t care what people think of his relationship with Zero. He doesn’t give a damn that his father disowned him because of his sexuality. He doesn’t care what the media and the public think of him dating a bad-boy baller. Let people talk. Let them say or think whatever they feel because he doesn’t care anymore. He has learned to stop giving a shit and love with all his heart.
He sinks into the bed when Zero lies on top of him, his hands mapping Zero's smooth skin as he tugs his shirt over his head, running his hands all over those perfect muscles that seem to flex when his fingertips graze them. Jude bites his bottom lip to hold back a moan when warm breath on his tickles his skin; Zero kisses his throat, soft and gentle, before leaning back enough to look him in the eye. Jude smiles brightly because Zero has big, soulful puppy eyes and soft, pink lips and he is gazing at Jude as if he is the most precious thing in this world, and Jude swears he can feel his heart skip a beat.
It kind of scares Jude; he has never known this type of passionate love before. Zero was his first love, his first kiss, his first...everything. But then Zero kisses him, and all the fear and worry about what people think of their love vanishes, and it is just them—two hearts and one love., two souls lost in a perfect heavenly paradise.
♥ END ♥
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