THURSDAY : SLASH
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emmatheslayer and today's theme is slash Prompts can be
anything as long as its f/f or m/m as the pairing
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...
+ harry potter , draco Malfoy/ Neville longbottom , rock band love
+ shadowhunters , simon lewis /Raphael Santiago, dreams of each other
+ supernatural , castiel/Crowley , power struggle
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emmatheslayer and today's theme is slash Prompts can beanything as long as its f/f or m/m as the pairing
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...
+ harry potter , draco Malfoy/ Neville longbottom , rock band love
+ shadowhunters , simon lewis /Raphael Santiago, dreams of each other
+ supernatural , castiel/Crowley , power struggle
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: 2016-05-26 05:53 am (UTC)Fill: Rock Band Love
Date: 2016-05-27 03:44 am (UTC)“Oh, Malfoy, your father would love this,” Hermione says, sidestepping across the dirty tour-bus floor to pan the camera over the intertwined bodies. “Can I send it to him? Please?”
“’Mione, really,” Neville groans, rolling off Draco to flop gracelessly onto the floor. He’s flushed from the tips of his ears down to his chest—his bare chest, which Hermione has not actually ever seen before this amazing moment, and if the bulge in his boxer briefs had anything to say about the situation, he was not happy to be interrupted.
“Go on, send it to the Minister,” Draco says coolly, using the oft-begrudging nickname he reserved for his estranged father. He leans back on the cramped bus couch, trying for casual and failing—his chest is still heaving, his forehead still sweaty, his ice-blonde hair still plastered to his neck. “If he’s going to have a disappointing gay musician for a son, he might as well have a disappointing gay musician who is fucking a punk rocker for a son. Go big or go home.”
“Draco,” Neville sighs. He sits cross-legged on the floor, running a hand over his buzzed scalp. He’s changed a lot since they were all in school together—no more baby fat, no more brightly-patterned sweaters, no more missing teeth—but he’s still nerdy little Neville Longbottom at heart. No tattoo or piercing or underground record could change that.
Hermione turns the camera off and leans against the doorway. As band manager for the Warthogs, she’s used to surprises—at least once a week, Harry is at the helm of any given argument in the scene and Ron has developed a cult following of teenage girls across the continent. But Neville was always the easy one, the one who lived for the music and stayed away from the drama.
Screwing Draco Malfoy, the lead singer of the alt-rock band Slither, was not a good way to keep drama-free. She’d know, after all—she dated bassist Pansy Parkinson for two months and watched it play out on AbsolutePunk the entire time. It didn’t matter if they all knew each other since childhood—punk rockers and hard rockers were rivals, period.
“So, how long has this been going on?”
“Since Amsterdam,” Draco says, tugging his shirt back on.
“Fuck,” Hermione says through her teeth. That was their second stop on the summer tour. “Does anyone else know?”
“Potter, and probably Zabini,” Draco says. “You’re lucky you caught us before it all came off. Potter wasn’t so fortunate.”
Neville goes bright red again, but as he stands to pull his jeans back on, he leans down to kiss Draco’s forehead—an oddly tender gesture for such a mismatched pair. “And now you know,” he says to Hermione, face serious. “And I know I can trust you.”
Hermione bites her lip, nodding. “Always.” It might be odd, the two of them—she would’ve never guessed. But, what happens on tour tends to stay on tour.
Maybe she’ll go see what Pansy was up to—after all, Draco was right. Go big or go home.
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Date: 2016-05-26 05:53 am (UTC)Fill, Beautiful Creatures AU
Date: 2016-09-30 07:42 am (UTC)He's not an expert on dream interpretation but he knows there is something about mistery dream guy. He's special.
He resents Clary for being sick and leaving him to fend for himself in the jungle better known as highschool. He'd go sit by Izzy, but it's way too early to be greeted by Alec's scowling face. The Lightwoods are a little bit better behaved when Clary is around.
Simon catches the last words of a conversation and turns to the two girls sharing the gossip behind him. "What? Someone actually bought the DuMort house?"
They nod boredly going back to their conversation and ignoring Simon.
He never thought someone would be brace enough to buy the rumored haunted house. The townspeople avoid it like the plague, except for every senior looking for a cool place to get drunk in. Simon has been there a couple of times.
The bell rings and Izzy approaches him claiming she's taken pity on him by sitting in front on him. He misses Clary more and more when they're asked to pair up and Izzy finds a partner that isn't him.
"Mister Lewis, you'll be with our new student."
"What new student?"
As if on cue a guy clad in black walks in, looking like an apparition in the middle of the day. The noise dies down, the entire class focused on the newcomer. Simon takes every single detail in, his eyes, the shape of his mouth and nose, the paleness of his skin like he always stays indoors. The way he rolls his eyes and corrects the teacher when he mispronounces his name. Most of all Simon notices the jumping of his heart, his pulse picking up. The strange sense of dejá vu.
He's met him before, but the name, Raphael Santiago doesn't click. Still Simon has an entire class to figure it out.
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Date: 2016-05-26 05:54 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2016-05-26 06:08 am (UTC)Fill 1/2
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Date: 2016-05-26 06:04 am (UTC)Fill 1/2: Marks AU
Date: 2016-06-12 08:17 am (UTC)“I don’t regret a thing.” Madjin sneered at her. He leaned back on his throne, smug. “And your people don’t even know where you are.” He gestured grandly at the room full of his courtiers. “People of Sudree, tonight we celebrate a victory against the much-vaunted Atlantis. We have succeeded where so many before have failed. We have captured the legendary Lieutenant Colonel John Sheppard, the proud and arrogant Doctor Rodney McKay, the near-mythological Ronon Dex, and the lovely and strong Teyla Emmagan.”
The courtiers cheered and raised their goblets high.
“Let the festivities begin!” Madjin cried, and music began to play.
It was high and whining and unpleasant. Rodney, curled in the far-most corner of his cage he could manage, grumbled something about how it sounded Egyptian, how the Goa’uld would haunt him forever.
John’s expression was impassive. He was watching the courtiers, scanning their faces, scanning the throne room, plotting and calculating.
Ronon just looked furious.
None of them were quite clear as to how they’d been captured. One moment they were chatting with allies, the next they were waking up in cages on Lord Madjin’s dais in his throne room while he performed what John referred to as a villain monologue. He’d asked them questions about Atlantis, they’d refused to answer, he’d had his guards drag John from his cage and beat him, but John was capable of shocking amounts of insolence and sarcasm while he was being assaulted, and eventually Madjin had told his guards to stop, had John thrown back in his cage, and now...this.
This party, while the four of them were on display like prize animals.
Some of the courtiers wandered past to peer at them. One of them poked her fingers through the bar at Rodney, who actually snapped at her with his teeth. The woman let out a cry of alarm, but her companions laughed at her, and none of the guards seemed inclined to punish him.
Teyla glanced at John. They could whisper beneath the boys. Madjin had been foolish, to leave their cages so close.
“What are you planning?”
“We need to get a key from the guards,” John said. “Think you can entice one over here?”
Teyla had seen how many women in Earther films and stories used their physical charms to their advantage. She knew she was an attractive woman, but it had always seemed dishonorable, to appeal to a man’s baser instincts for the sake of manipulating him. Now that she was stuck in a cage, she decided being caged was a bigger dishonor than batting her eyelashes at a man and smiling at him so he would come close.
“And now,” Madjin said, “the highlight of the evening.”
The lights in the throne room dimmed, and John shuffled closer to Rodney’s side of his cage, whispering frantically.
More of that awful music came on, louder, and a single spotlight shone down on -
Teyla blinked.
Was that Lieutenant Stevens?
Only he was not wearing his uniform or his dog tags, just a pair of flowing black pants. His skin was bare and smooth, and his eyes were painted, and -
He was dancing. A type of dance Teyla had never seen the likes of before, all sinuous ripples of muscle, tantalizing shifts of his hips.
“Is that who I think it is?” Ronon asked in a low voice.
“Yes,” John said.
“Good. Means Evan is nearby.”
The courtiers made oohs and ahhs of admiration at Stevens’s exquisite control of his own body as he writhed and shimmied to the music.
Madjin was leaning back in his chair, fist on one hand, looking bored, but for the avaricious glint in his eyes. Stevens danced toward the bottom of the dais, performed a series of breathtaking spins, and then dropped to his knees, prostrating himself before Madjin. Madjin’s eyes widened, and when Stevens began to crawl up the steps of the dais, submissive and seductive all at once, Madjin waved off his guards.
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Date: 2016-05-26 06:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-05-26 06:05 am (UTC)fill: late night banter
Date: 2016-05-26 07:51 pm (UTC)But him being spooned by Bucky Barnes...of all people...was something he didn't think would happen in his wildest dreams.
"This is really happening right?" Sam said raising a brow. Bucky only groaned and adjusted his arms wrapped around his middle. "I am not dream about being spooned by Bucky Barnes."
"Please go to sleep," Bucky mumbled against his shoulder.
"I am sorry I am just perplexed that you are a cuddler," Sam retorted.
Bucky groaned and adjusted further against Sam's back.
"Your perplexing is going to have you sleep on the couch," Bucky said. Sam opened his mouth to speech again but as if Bucky could read his mind he uttered "GOODNIGHT SAM."
It was quite for a moment as Sam rested against his hands that were wrapped around his middle. He then turned his head towards Bucky.
"You're a pain in my ass," Sam said, "But I love you."
"I know," Bucky said, causing Sam to chuckle loudly. "What now?"
"You just pulled a Han Solo on me bro," The ex paratrooper said between sleepy giggles.
Bucky buried his head in Sam's shoulder and sighed.
"So much for Sleeping."
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Date: 2016-05-27 04:15 am (UTC)She is barely older than the newly-elected queen but has known what her duty will be for longer than she can remember, and though her father cannot watch as she makes the proper oaths, though her mother has been silently crying for nearly an hour, she sees the strength in her queen's hands, sees the solemnity in her eyes, and knows that she will proudly do as she has been raised to do -- and when the worst happens, for the first time in Naboo's living memory, she is chosen for she is best at mimicking their queen, and she does not hesitate, for the strength of the queen's hands, for their shared love of their home, for the way the queen has always been kind, has always softly laughed at silly jokes, for the way her lips tremble when the blasters are pointed at the girl draped in her robes, head held high, willing to die.
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Date: 2016-05-26 09:46 am (UTC)Dragon Age - Leliana/Morrigan - Keep Me Warm
Date: 2016-05-26 02:45 pm (UTC)The flap to Morrigan's tent opened and the witch poked her head out. "Why not try to sleep in here tonight instead of shivering by the fireside?"
Leliana didn't give it another thought and practically ran towards the other woman's tent. She ducked inside to find the tent quite warm. "And you couldn't think to share this enchantment with the rest of us?"
Morrigan shrugged as she laid back down on her bedroll. "No one else but you seemed to be complaining. Come lay down."
Leliana laid beside her, blanket still wrapped tightly around her body. Morrigan sighed and reached out, pulling the other woman against her chest.
"Wh-what are you doing?"
"Keeping you warm," Morrigan replied. "Now go to sleep."
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Date: 2016-05-26 09:59 am (UTC)Stargate: Atlantis, John Sheppard/Rodney McKay, Very Very Dangerous. Don't touch McKay! - Sheppard
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Date: 2016-05-26 02:38 pm (UTC)The lack of punctuation throughout should have indicated to someone that it was aimed specifically at Rodney and not a general warning; but then again, he did work with an awful lot of idiots.
With a smirk Rodney plucked the sticky note from the ancient device it was affixed to and headed to find his wayward lover. He nearly broke out in a full grin as scientists and soldiers alike moved out of his way even quicker than normal, careful not to touch him.
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Date: 2016-05-26 10:01 am (UTC)Stargate: SG1, Jack O'Neill/Daniel Jackson, Caring for a sick Daniel.
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Date: 2016-05-26 10:03 am (UTC)MCU, Phil Coulson/Clint Barton, Nesting.
Fill: MCU, Phil Coulson/Clint Barton + Jasper Sitwell – “Nesting”
Date: 2016-07-26 06:01 pm (UTC)He wasn't even sure why whatever Barton was doing bothered him so much, but Jasper blamed it on curiosity. Phil, Maria and Melinda kept telling him that he was far too curious for his own good sometimes, of course. It kept coming back to bite him in the ass more often than not, but sometimes he just really couldn’t help himself. Jasper liked knowing things.
After he had noticed that particular behavior, Jasper had started to pay more attention to Barton, especially after meetings Phil and Barton had attended together, or whenever Phil had invited them to his place for a drink sometimes. Since then he had caught Barton carrying out two of Phil's handkerchiefs, a spare shirt Phil kept in his office, a small pillow and an emergency blanket. Why would Barton need an additional blanket?
Of course Jasper was aware that when people were in a relationship they often tended to share their belongings and it wasn't anything out of the ordinary. There was also no way Phil didn't know what Barton was doing since Barton wasn't even trying to be subtle, but still, there was just something... strange about the archer’s behavior.
When he finally realized that he had enough, he decided to just ask Phil about it. He didn’t want to face Barton and admit to following him for the last two weeks, after all.
They were at Phil's place after a particularly boring day at work, drinking beer Jasper had bought for them, and that was the moment he picked to finally ask what was going on.
"Why is Barton hoarding your stuff?" He tried to sound like he didn’t care, but Phil must have picked up on what his plan was anyway, because amusement was very clear on his face.
"How long have you been thinking about it?" Phil asked, one corner of his mouth rising in a smirk as he took a sip of his beer.
"Longer than I'd have liked, you asshole. Now answer the question."
"It really bothers you," Phil put the bottle on the table before leaning back against the couch, turning his attention back to Jasper.
"You damn well know I like to know things. He spends time here anyway and I assume he keeps some of his stuff here, so why? I mean, he walked out of your office with your blanket. The ugly orange one. What would he need that for?"
"Phil's blankets are the best, you know."
Jasper turned his head to look at the door so quickly that he spilled some of his beer on the floor, making Phil snort.
"Damn it, Barton, I told you not to do that."
"Well, it's my job to be all stealthy, so..."
"Right. Don't tell me you're not enjoying it. Anyway, since you're already here, wanna tell me what this hoarding thing is about?"
"Clint is nesting," Phil replied, smiling lovingly as he grabbed his beer again, and Jasper squinted at him.
"He's what?"
"So funny, boss. Just for that, see if I let you into my nest anytime soon."
"I love you, too."
Jasper looked at Barton, at Phil again, then shook his head and took a sip of his beer. "You know what? I don't even want to know anymore."
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