Monday: de colores

[oh-mcgee.livejournal.com]

Hello, everyone. I’m oh_mcgee and today's theme is colors . Prompts can be anything color related, interpret add you see fit. :)

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...
Batman vs Superman, Bruce Wayne/Clark Kent, grey hairs
Kingsman: Secret Service, Harry Hart/Eggsy Unwin, green with envy
Batman (comics), Jason Todd/Tim Drake, paint the town red

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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Comments

[daria234.livejournal.com]

MCU, Steve/Clint/Natasha or Steve/Bucky or Steve/Bucky/any, black ink

possible fill

[tigriswolf]

Question: can Steve have tattoos, with the serum?

[daria234.livejournal.com]

DCU, Jason Todd/any, watching a sunset or sunrise from a rooftop (the pollution just makes the colors brighter)

[ride-4ever.livejournal.com]

due South. Benton Fraser/Ray Kowalski. Ray has a kink for The Uniform -- but does he prefer the red serge or the brown serge?

due South. Ray Kowalski. His black GTO.

due South. Ray Vecchio. His green Buick Riviera.

Filled!

[squidgiepdx]

First prompt is filled over here on AO3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/6659875

(By the way, it's usually just one prompt per comment)

[daria234.livejournal.com]

The Flash, Barry/Len, Barry secretly likes all the nicknames Len uses, like "Scarlet"

[daria234.livejournal.com]

Once Upon a Time, Hook/Charming, torn white shirt

[daria234.livejournal.com]

Any, any femslash, lilac-colored dress

FILL: Shadowhunters - Lydia/Isabelle - Dress

[punk4life1315.livejournal.com]

Isabelle was in awe as Lydia came downstairs in a short lilac colored dress, the glitter covering it glimmering in the light. She looked amazing and Isabelle bounded up to her, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. "Wow, Lydia."

"You like?" Lydia asked, looking a little unsure, looking down and smoothing down the skirt. "Clary helped me picked it out. I wasn't sure what to wear, but she said I would look good."

"You look so beautiful," Isabelle said, lifting Lydia's chin and kissing her again. "Ready to go?" Lydia nodded, a soft blush on her cheeks. She reached a hand out towards Isabelle who took it. "I think all eyes are going to be on you tonight."

"At Magnus' party? I doubt that."

Isabelle stopped and turned towards her girlfriend. She cupped the woman's face with one hand, smiling softly at her as she fully took in just how amazing she looked. Her hair spilled over her shoulder in a braid with a couple of matching flowers braided in. Her eyes were done up lightly with glitter, and a silver necklace dipped into her cleavage.

"You are the most beautiful person I have ever laid eyes on," Isabelle said, making Lydia blush even more. She wrapped her arms around Lydia and kissed her again. "How could anyone not notice you?"

"Maybe I only want your attention."

Isabelle let out a soft laugh. "You always have my attention." She gave her one more kiss before taking her hand again and leading her towards the door. "Now let's get going before we're too late."

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Justice Society America (comics), Jay Garrick/Alan Scott,

He had green eyes,
so I wanted to sleep with him

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Black Panther (comics), T’Challa/Everett Ross,

History is a little man in a brown suit
trying to define a room he is outside of

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Batman: TAS, Harley Quinn/Bruce Wayne,

I always saw, I always said
If I were grown and free,
I'd have a gown of reddest red
As fine as you could see

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

DCU, Hal Jordan/Bruce Wayne, You were red and you liked me because I was blue

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Starman (1994 run), Jack Knight/The Shade,

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors any more, I want them to turn black

[megan-moonlight.livejournal.com]

MCU, Phil Coulson/Clint Barton, wooing by "roses are red, violets are blue" poems

Fill 1/2: MCU - Phil Coulson/Clint Barton - Poetry In Motion

[lil-1337.livejournal.com]

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Some days this place
is a zoo

The first note appeared stuck to a bag of animal cookies. Not just any kind, but the ones frosted in pink or white with the sprinkles on them. Phil's favorite from his childhood. Amused, he stuck the note in the top drawer of his desk and opened the bag. With the influx of new agents it had indeed been a zoo around SHIELD HQ. Making a mental note to find out who the gift was from and thank him or her he drove back into his reports and thought nothing more on the matter.

Roses are red
Violets are blue
You're awesome
and that's true

The second note was stuck to a bottle of Phil's favorite scotch. Not the kind he usually drank which was as innocuous as the man he pretended to be. The good stuff that was imported and cost more than any one single item should. He'd had a good week, that was also true. A promotion to level seven and Black Widow had blown through her first mission like a seasoned agent. He wasn't sure he rated on the awesome scale, but he'd take the scotch and the compliment. The sticky note when into his drawer with the first and the scotch into his satchel to go home with him.

Roses are red
Violets are blue
stay nice and healthy
don't catch the flu

The oranges were beautiful. Each one the perfect color and ripeness, hand selected and placed into a paper bag instead of those mesh ones you get at the grocery store. The flu had all but decimated the city and HQ was running on a skeleton crew, half of which was either in the process of coming down with or recovering from the bug. Coulson considered for a moment then shrugged, selecting the one on top. It peeled easily and sharp scent of citrus made his mouth water. The fruit was sweet and tangy, in the best kind of way. This note joined the others and fortified Coulson went back to work.

Roses are red
Violets are blue
sorry it broke
here's one that is new

Coulson stared at the box holding the watch. It was an exact replica of the one he had worn for years. They didn't even make that style anymore. He knew because he'd looked. All of the gifts had been thoughtful, but this one felt more...personal. Someone trying to ease the loss of a precious memento. It changed things though Phil wasn't sure just how. This time he gathered up all the notes and put them in an envelope. He had a feeling that they were going to be precious.

Roses are red
Violets are blue
somebody cares
can you guess who?

The meal, his favorite, sat on the desk next to his computer. It had been served on a real plate, nothing fancy, but definitely not paper with real silverware. Next to it was a new mug with his name on it. The scent that rose from it whispered excellent coffee that would no doubt be the perfect accent to his food. Off to the side was a slice of tiramisu. From the looks of it the whole thing was homemade and carefully plated to have the most aesthetic appeal possible. Someone cares indeed he thought as he settled himself at his desk and put the cloth napkin on his lap.

[megan-moonlight.livejournal.com]

MCU, Darcy Lewis/any Marvel female character (except Skye), Darcy loves painting (character's) nails in different colours, but red is definitely her favourite

[megan-moonlight.livejournal.com]

due South, Benton Fraser/Ray Kowalski/Ray Vecchio, painting their first apartment together (and discussing which colours should they use)

[megan-moonlight.livejournal.com]

The Flash (TV), Hartley Rathaway/Barry Allen, "So... what's your favourite color?"

[megan-moonlight.livejournal.com]

Stargate Atlantis, Ronon Dex/Evan Lorne, Ronon looks good covered in green (or any other colour of your choice, I guess) paint

Filled: The Trees

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

John knew something strange was going on in Atlantis when he noticed groups of people - male and female alike - gathered in clusters and giggling and talking about trees. He had the sneaking suspicion that they weren’t actually talking about trees, that trees was a code word for something. At first he let it go, because he had things to do, colonel-y things, like running patrols and arranging training schedules and coordinating gate missions with Rodney and Elizabeth. But then the giggling and furtive conversations became too much, and he had to find out.

He was sure it was prank-related, and he was the subject of said prank, so he crept around, and he listened. And he was...stumped.

Because it sounded everyone really was talking about trees. About color and shape and line and form, and John hadn’t been so disappointed since he’d taken Art 101 in college and there had barely been any naked women.

Finally, when John couldn’t take it anymore, he went to the number one source of Atlantis gossip, Major Lorne, because that man knew everything that happened on base, even if he wasn’t part of it. Oddly, he’d seemed pretty detached from the tree conversations too. But John had to know.

“So, Major, what’s up with trees?”

“Are you referring to the new trees that grow a coffee-bean-like fruit in Greenhouse Three, General O’Neill’s famed predilection for commenting on the trees he saw on various off-world missions, or the tree for the March page of the new base calendar?” Lorne didn’t even look up from his typing.

John was pretty sure it wasn’t about coffee or O’Neill. “That last one.”

Lorne jerked a thumb over his shoulder at the calendar on the wall behind his desk.

At first John was terribly confused by it, because it had Earth days and months alongside Lantean ones (Atlantis had longer days, shorter weeks, and longer months), but then he realized - what was important was not the calendar itself but the painting.

“May I?” John asked, reaching for the calendar.

“Of course, sir. An email went out about a month ago. Paper calendars available for anyone interested. Had them printed up and delivered on the last shipment from the Daedalus.” Lorne kept typing away.

John flipped to the beginning of the calendar. There were nature scenes, mostly woodland or jungles, in various Earth-based seasons. Lovely color. And then he looked closer and realized - there were people painted into those scenes. Not people - a person. Ronon. Naked and painted so he blended in with the rest of the painting. Huhn. Ronon was - well, John knew Ronon was strong, and he went running every day. He didn’t seem to care much for hitting the weights in the gym with the marines, preferred his own exercise regimen. But...damn. The guy was ripped.

He’d been incorporated into the tree element in more than one painting. The most prominent one, of course, was March, where he was covered in shades of green and looked like some kind of...feral dryad about to leap out of the tree and off the page.

“When...who did this?” John asked, which was stupid, because of course he knew. Lorne must have done it. Lorne was an artist. A painter. After that whole Ronon leaving a Wraith head on Lorne’s doorstep as some kind of weird Satedan courtship ritual, John had never heard the end of it, whether Lorne had let him down easy, but no more Wraith parts had appeared, so John had assumed that Lorne had had a nice chat with Ronon and that was that.

Only apparently Ronon was getting naked for Lorne on a regular basis and letting Lorne paint on his bare skin and -

John paused that train of thought, tugged at his collar. How had Ronon and Lorne kept it so quiet? Ronon was on John’s gate team, for crying out loud.

“Took a lot of designated Sundays, sir,” Lorne said. “Ronon’s ticklish and not especially good at holding still. I think the calendar turned out well, though.”

John swallowed hard. “Right. Excellent work, Major.” He replaced the calendar carefully and scooted out of the room, headed for the shooting range to blow off some, uh, steam. And he couldn’t look Ronon in the eye for a week.

He totally picked up one of those calendars, though.

[withasmile87.livejournal.com]

The Walking Dead, Daryl Dixon/Beth Greene, Yellow like the sun

[withasmile87.livejournal.com]

The Walking Dead, Beth Greene, The hospital room was very white when she woke up.

[withasmile87.livejournal.com]

RPF, Louis Tomlinson/Harry Styles, So excuse me forgetting but these things I do
You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue
Anyway the thing is what I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen

[withasmile87.livejournal.com]

Harry Potter, Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, Arguing over what color the nursery should be.

[withasmile87.livejournal.com]

RPF, Hanson, Zac Hanson/Taylor Hanson, "That color looks good on you."

[beckonade.livejournal.com]

Primeval, Helen/Abby, dressed in black

[beckonade.livejournal.com]

The Librarians, Cassandra/Eve, the power of a redhead

[killing-kurare.livejournal.com]

Greek Mythology, Any, An aura of mystery surrounds her / the lady in brightest white

[hanorganaas.livejournal.com]

Star Wars, Han Solo/Leia Organa, Tracing the red bloodstripes down his pants.