Tuesday: Animal Companions
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sharpiesgal and this is my second day. One day closer to the weekend. Yay!
My second theme will be Animal Companions. Prompts can be anything, so go wild.
The rules are as follows:
1. No more than five prompts in a row.
2. No more than three prompts in a fandom.
3. Use the character's full name and fandom's full name for ease adding to the Lonely Prompts spreadsheet.
4. 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.
5. No spoilers in prompts for a month after airing. Use the spoiler cut option found here.
6. If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space, or use the above mentioned spoiler cut.
Prompts should be formatted as follows:
Fandom, Character+/Character, Prompt
Some examples to get the juices flowing:
MCU, Clint Barton/Phil Coulson, training Clint’s first service animal
James Bond (Daniel Craig movies) Bond/Q, getting approval of Q’s cats
Enterprise, Archer/Trip, watching Porthos explore a new planet
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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sharpiesgal and this is my second day. One day closer to the weekend. Yay!My second theme will be Animal Companions. Prompts can be anything, so go wild.
The rules are as follows:
1. No more than five prompts in a row.
2. No more than three prompts in a fandom.
3. Use the character's full name and fandom's full name for ease adding to the Lonely Prompts spreadsheet.
4. 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.
5. No spoilers in prompts for a month after airing. Use the spoiler cut option found here.
6. If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space, or use the above mentioned spoiler cut.
Prompts should be formatted as follows:
Fandom, Character+/Character, Prompt
Some examples to get the juices flowing:
MCU, Clint Barton/Phil Coulson, training Clint’s first service animal
James Bond (Daniel Craig movies) Bond/Q, getting approval of Q’s cats
Enterprise, Archer/Trip, watching Porthos explore a new planet
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=Animal Companions
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Date: 2016-05-03 03:53 am (UTC)author's choice, author's choice, the horses' heads were toward eternity
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Date: 2016-05-03 03:54 am (UTC)The Jungle Book (2016), author’s choice, the tiger who moves into the territory introduces him/herself to the alpha of the pack and the man-cub
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Date: 2016-05-03 03:55 am (UTC)Tortall/Black Jewels Trilogy, Veralidaine Sarrasri + Jaenelle Angeline, they're the only ones not weirded out by extremely smart, verbose animals
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Date: 2016-05-03 03:56 am (UTC)author's choice, author's choice, you never forget the [cat/dog/other] you grew up with
FILL; weechesters, fluff, kittens
Date: 2016-07-26 03:16 pm (UTC)The kitten is a regular visitor to his school playground during a season of beautiful flowers and sunny days. The kitten is always happy to cuddle up with the girls who chose to read instead of play or leap and bound with the boys who shake colorful strings on a stick. She is grace and beauty, leaping up high into the air to catch the colorful strings before landing back on all four paws.
Sammy grins like its Christmas Eve when the kitten's tail delightfully swishes to and fro when he approaches her. “Are you hungry?”
He reaches into his backpack and pulls out a tuna sandwich. He instantly has a new best friend. The kitten scampers over to him and wiggles around his legs, mewling sweetly. His big brother would probably get upset for giving his lunch away, but Sammy already ate his other sandwich and the cookies that Dean packed for him today and he is full. This way the food at least doesn’t go to waste.
Cooing softly at the kitten, he kneels down and holds out a tiny bite of the sandwich. Tail swishing happily and nose twitching curiously, the kitten leans in to sniff the offering. Finding the scent mouth-watering, the fur ball gobbles up the treat.
A deep purr rumbles through the kitten and her tail swishes as her pink tongue flicks out to wet her lips. When he reaches out to pet the kitten, stroking down the dark fur over her spine, the kitten nuzzles his leg, purring softly.
Maybe Dad and Dean will let him keep the kitten, hopefully. Daddy says they can’t keep pets because they are always on the road, and life in the cramped back seat and left without any room to play or scamper would not be a happy, fruitful life for a cat. But Dad had a steady job and instead of their family always moving around, they were going to stay in town for a little while. Maybe Dad would let him keep the kitten.
“Hey, little one, would you like to come home with me?” The kitten, as if able to understand Sammy, leaps for joy. She purrs joyfully as she crawls inside his backpack and curls up into a satisfied ball of fluff.
Sammy can’t contain his excitement; he skips as he walks home, giggling as the little kitten pokes her head out from his knapsack, happily purring as she is swept off to her new home.
John isn’t much of an animal lover, and Dean is allergic to the fluff balls, and yet they cannot say no to Sammy. The littlest Winchester’s heart is a puddle of goo, having melted with love and fondness when his daddy said he could keep the kitten.
He’s got a handful of kitten and he’s smiling like a fool as he cradles her. The black and white kitty squirms against his chest, mewing softly as she tries to find a cozy spot. She doesn’t so much as walk across him as she does wobble adorably, her little fuzzy paws pitter-pattering across his chest as her pink nose twitches.
The kitten squirms around for a few more seconds then finally settles on his chest with her face pressed to his neck and her whiskers tickle his skin, making Sammy laugh softly. He strokes his fingers gently down her back and he smirks when she begins to rumble loudly.
John watches from the doorway, as does Dean, both smiling fondly at how happy Sammy is.
The kitten closes her eyes and purrs even louder, blissfully happy in Sammy's arms. His fingers find a special spot under her chin and he scratches gently, and the purring intensifies as the little cozy kitten snuggles him, and it is not long before his kitten's purring relaxes him so that he easily lulls him to the realm of sweet dreams.
(END)
Re: FILL; weechesters, fluff, kittens
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Date: 2016-05-03 03:57 am (UTC)author's choice, author's choice, sometimes [character] swears that [animal of author's choice] is as smart as a human
Fill 1/2: Stargate Atlantis, Oppie!verse
Date: 2016-05-08 05:04 pm (UTC)“What makes you say that?” Rodney waited till Oppie hopped out of the car before he nudged the car door shut with his hip. Now that John was part of the Stargate Program (officially as a “civilian consultant”, more accurately as a human light switch), Rodney could bring some of his work home on the weekends so he could work at his own pace in the comfort of his pajamas, where make-out breaks were just as appropriate as coffee breaks. More often than not, he ended up at Casa Atlantica. And sometimes Oppie would deign to come along and grace the men with his company.
“Oppie always knows when one of us really wants to see him,” JD said. “From the other side of town.”
“That makes no sense.”
“It’s true, though.” JD opened the front door and gestured for Rodney to precede him into the house.
Rodney thanked JD for holding the door open for him - his arms were full with a box of Ancient artefacts as well as his laptop bag - and went into the house. Oppie made a beeline for the den where the other three were lounging. John and Evan were sprawled on the couch, battling it out in Street Fighter II and kicking at each other whenever the other pulled off a particularly impressive move.
“Damn you and your bird kicks and your Chinese girl kung fu,” John grumbled.
Evan grinned. “My elite Chinese girl kung fu.”
“I’m worried at how proud you are of being a Chinese girl who isn’t wearing any pants.” JD plopped down on the couch between them and scooped up a bowl of popcorn. “Get him, Evan!”
“Traitor,” John said, and his character sent Evan’s flying backwards.
Oppie ignored all three of them and hopped up onto Cam’s lap. Cam was on the recliner, tucked beneath a blanket, dozing, a Harry Potter book open on his chest.
“Is something wrong with Cam?” Rodney asked, keeping his voice low, even though Cam seemed unfazed by the noisy chaos on the couch beside him.
Evan frowned. “Food poisoning. A couple of girls at school made him a giant birthday cupcake, only their baking skills were less than stellar, and Cam was too nice to, you know, not eat the entire thing.”
Cam stirred and opened his eyes. A sleepy smile crossed his face, and he pushed his book aside, reached down and smoothed a hand over Oppie’s fur. Oppie purred. “Hey buddy,” Cam said, his drawl thicker with sleep. “I’ve missed you. Been wantin’ t’see you somethin’ fierce. C’mere.”
Oppie eyed Cam for a moment, then crawled up the blanket, settling on Cam’s chest, and curled up again, tucking his nose against his tail and purring while Cam petted him some more.
JD cast Rodney a knowing look.
Rodney, having learned his lesson in the past, waited till the fight onscreen ended - Evan victorious - before leaning down to give John a kiss hello.
“Lots of work this weekend?” John asked, eyeing the box of Ancient artefacts with thinly-veiled eagerness.
“Not too much, just a few tests, some reports to write. Nothing strenuous. Not as strenuous as what I have planned for us, of course.” Rodney grinned and kissed John again, longer and more thoroughly.
A pillow hit them both on the side of the head.
“Get a room,” JD said.
“I have a room, thanks,” John said. He threw his controller at JD, who caught it one-handed. Pilots had damn good reflexes. “Kick Evan’s ass for me. Come on, Rodney. Let’s get to work.”
“Is that what the kids are calling it these days?” JD called after them.
“Not kids,” John shot back, and dragged Rodney down the hall to his bedroom.
They did get to the Ancient devices that weekend. Eventually.
All weekend, Oppie hovered around Cam, sitting on his lap or across his shoulders or just next to him on the couch when they watched movies. Rodney thought back to the PTSD incident around Halloween of last year, and he remembered Oppie had hung around Evan a lot. At the time Rodney had thought it was just because Oppie was hopeful Evan would spoil him while he went on a baking spree, but then he remembered how Oppie had come home from several visits with paint in his fur because he’d been hanging around while Evan painted too.
Fill 2/2: Stargate Atlantis, Oppie!verse
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Date: 2016-05-05 03:12 am (UTC)Peachblossom. Oh my gosh Peachblossom.
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