wednesday: the seven deadly sins

[beckonade.livejournal.com]

Hello there, I remain beckonade and today's theme is the seven deadly sins. Let your characters' sinful side come to the fore with prompts related to lust, gluttony, greed, sloth, wrath, envy and pride. Sounds utterly delicious!

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...

+ Supergirl, Kara/Lucy, jealousy is an aphrodisiac
+ Legends of Tomorrow, Kendra/Sara, sparring as a release from anger
+ Pretty Little Liars, Spencer/Aria, lazy Sunday afternoon

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=seven deadly sins

Comments

[beckonade.livejournal.com]

Supergirl, Kara/Lucy, jealousy is an aphrodisiac

[beckonade.livejournal.com]

Legends of Tomorrow, Kendra/Sara, sparring as a release from anger

[beckonade.livejournal.com]

Pretty Little Liars, Spencer/Aria, lazy Sunday afternoon

[dreammaidenn.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Dean Winchester + Sam. Winchester,
Seven deadly sins,
seven ways to win,
seven holy paths to hell,
and your trip begins

[emmatheslayer.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Benny/.samamdirel, fighting evil always turns Benny on ( lust)

[emmatheslayer.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Sam Winchester/ castiel, , Sam is depressed and over eats , ( gluttony)

[emmatheslayer.livejournal.com]

Shadowhunters ,Raphael/ Simon Lewis, romantic lazy cuddly day at hotel

Fill: Shadowhunters, Simon/Raphael, Lazy Day

[punk4life1315.livejournal.com]

Simon didn't want to get up. It was the middle of the day and he was a little hungry, but he just closed his eyes and snuggled closer to the body next to him.

The arm around his waist tightened for a moment before Raphael was speaking. "Mmm, what time is it?" He mumbled, turning on his side to look at Simon, his fingers began to gently caress along the young vampire's side.

Simon shrugged. "One or two."

"Too early then," Raphael said with a laugh. He pulled Simon closer and pressed a kiss to his forehead.

"I'm hungry, but I don't want to move."

"Me too. Let's just stay here all day then," Raphael said, pulling away long enough to grab his phone off the charger and send a text. He wrapped his arms around Simon again and closed his eyes. "Someone will be in in a minute to bring us something to eat."

"So it's gonna be a lazy day for us?"

Raphael nodded and leaned in for another kiss. "It is." One hand came up to cup Simon's cheek, gently caressing his cheek as he continued to kiss him. Distracted as they were, they didn't know anyone had come into the room until they heard a cough.

They reluctantly sat up, Simon practically on Raphael's lap as they accepted the glasses from another vampire. "Cheers," Raphael said, clinking his glass against Simon's and taking a drink, fingers lightly running along Simon's back.

[withasmile87.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Dean Winchester/any, eating too much pie had to be a sin.(gluttony)

[withasmile87.livejournal.com]

Charmed, Piper Halliwell/Leo Wyatt, The seven deadly sins get released again.

[withasmile87.livejournal.com]

RPF, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, "Jealousy was never a good look on you."

[withasmile87.livejournal.com]

Scream(TV), Noah Foster/Audrey Jensen/Zoe Vaughn, Noah just wants both of them. (lust)

[withasmile87.livejournal.com]

any, any, I close my eyes and see you before me
Think I would die if you were to ignore me
A fool could see just how much I adore you
I'd get down on my knees, I'd do anything for you (lust)

Fill: Gundam Wing - Trowa Barton/Quatre Raberba Winner - Touch You

[lil-1337.livejournal.com]

Trigger warning for mild Sub/Dom



"You're beautiful." Quatre smiled down at Trowa and ran his fingers into Trowa's hair. Tugging gently he pulled Trowa's head back forcing him to make eye contact. "I love you when you're down on your knees like this."

Trowa held the gaze, but did not smile, all of his emotions lay naked on his face for Quatre to read and catalogue for later. Now was not the time for softness or humor; the moment belonged to trust and unflinching honesty.

"You're beautiful." Quatre smiled down at Trowa and ran his fingers into Trowa's hair. Tugging gently he pulled Trowa's head back forcing him to make eye contact. "I love you when you're down on your knees like this."

Trowa held the gaze, but did not smile, all of his emotions lay naked on his face for Quatre to read and catalogue for later. Now was not the time for softness or humor; the moment belonged to trust and unflinching honesty.

"So beautiful." Quatre's voice dropped as his fingers moved down to trace the line of Trowa's jaw. "So mine."

"Yes," the words were soft, almost a loud thought, with a raw edge to them. "I was broken and you made me whole."

"No." Quatre dropped to his knees bringing their eyes to level and cupped Trowa's face in his hands. "You were always perfect just the way you are."

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Book of Enoch, Raphael/Azazel, Lusts are the cords with which Satan binds men

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Babylon 5, Londo Mollari/G’Kar, Lust's passion will be served; it demands, it militates, it tyrannizes.

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Black Panther (comics), Hunter/T’Challa, As a moth gnaws a garment, so doth envy consume a man.

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Superman: TAS, Clark Kent/Lex Luthor,

Pride still is aiming at the blessed abodes,
Men would be Angels, Angels would be Gods.

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Justice League Cartoon, Wally West/Bruce Wayne, it takes a bit to get used to Wally’s gluttony

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Fullmetal Alchemist, Winry Rockbell+/Edward Elric+Alphonse Elric, Who's the glutton who ate the last piece of pie?

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

MCU, Tony Stark+/Pepper Potts, Pride getting in the way

Question

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Civil War compliant or not? I could go either way.

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Lucifer (tv), Chloe Decker+Lucifer Morningstar, Of course Lucifer's aware of the sins, he probably invented them.

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Any, Any,

Reach out your hand
And accept my love
We've waited for too long
Enough is enough
I want you now

(lust)

Fill: SGA/Dollhouse, McShep, finally!

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

That was it. The last date. Rodney had gone on dates with every single one John Sheppard’s imprints. As bizarre and wild and uncomfortable and funny as it had all been, the imprints had given him the go-ahead. He was free to date John.

Now that he had John, he wasn’t quite sure what to do. Rodney parked the car in front of the house and glanced at John, sitting quietly in the passenger seat. Was that John beside him, or still FBI Agent John Ash? John could transition between one imprint and another in a blink.

“So,” Rodney said, “thanks for a lovely evening. I -”

John reached out, grabbed Rodney’s tie, and hauled him in for a kiss.

Rodney made a noise of surprise, but then John’s hands were curled over his shoulders and he was licking his way into Rodney’s mouth and they were twisted uncomfortably over the center console and all of it came crashing down on RodneyL Dom’s flirty looks, Pianist’s breath on his skin, Traci’s bright laughter, Translator’s lips curling around foreign syllables, the way Architect looked at him. Rodney wanted. He wanted John and every other part of him.

They’d waited long enough.

Rodney pulled back, gazed into John’s eyes, and the man opposite him was pure John Sheppard and no one else.

“C’mon,” John panted. “Inside. My room.”

“Your room?” Rodney protested reflexively.

John leaned in and silenced him with another searing kiss. “It’s closer. Now come on.” And he was out of the car and at the front door in a few quick strides.

Rodney fumbled to get the keys out of the ignition. The car screamed at him because he’d left the headlights on when he opened the door. He caught up to John at John’s bedroom door, and John was already out of his jacket and tugging off his tie with one hand, unbuttoning his shirt with the other.

John and Rodney had seen each other in various states of undress countless times. It was a simple hazard of being in a military-like setting in an alien galaxy and traipsing around alien planets were private accommodations to dress weren’t available or the local population had very different - nonexistent - notions of modesty.

This was different. Rodney watched each button fall open like he was a parched man in a desert and each inch of John’s skin was another fresh drop of water. John tossed aside his tie, shrugged off his shirt, and went to peel off his undershirt, but Rodney reached out, stilled his hands.

“Let me,” he said.

John said, “Only if you let me undress you first.”

“Deal.”

Rodney had always felt self-conscious, being undressed around the other men on Atlantis, especially the soldiers like Evan and Ronon, who were all incredibly fit (a necessity of life rather than vanity, but they were no less beautiful for it). So when he stood bare in front of John, he was nervous, because John was a soldier too, but John was the kind of beautiful that toppled kingdoms and tempted the near-ascended. Rodney was just...Rodney. A little soft around the middle. Thinning hair. Good arms and shoulders, because physical fitness was a must for any gate-rated scientists too. But, as his sister had pointed out, he was no John Sheppard.

Only John pulled him in for another kiss, hungrier and hotter than the ones before, and then he said, “You’re beautiful. I’m yours.”

Rodney hesitated.

John reached out, grasped Rodney’s wrist, and placed Rodney’s hand on his chest. “Go on. I’m all yours.”

Rodney’s hands were shaking when he peeled off John’s undershirt, when he unbuckled John’s belt. John crowded close, mouthing along Rodney’s throat, murmuring encouragement, how much he’d wanted Rodney’s hands on his skin, how long he’d been in love with Rodney.

In love.

Rodney had known John was, John had told him once, though it was shaky in his memory.

But to hear John say it like this, when they were close, breath mingling, hearts beating in rapid anticipation, was something brand new.

“I love you too,” Rodney whispered. He divested John of the rest of his clothes rapidly, then lay back on the bed, guiding John with him, and when John was settled on top of him, he wrapped his arms around John and kissed him, and he said, “I want you now.”

“Any time you want,” John whispered back, and those were the last coherent words either of them had for the rest of the night.

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Stargate Atlantis, Rodney McKay +/ Any, He gets overly boastful around the wrong people. (pride)

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Stargate Multiverse, Any Team, When someone injures/kidnaps/temporarily kills one team member, the rest show no mercy in making them pay. (wrath)

Fill

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

Mara should have known something was wrong when John stood up from the Chair and it kept glowing. It required the touch of someone with the Gene to keep it going. Pulling an operator away from it made it die.

But then Mara had always known, somewhere deep down, that there was more to the Ancestors' city than John Sheppard let on, that there was more that he could do than he'd ever said. But he'd lain with her and all the other noble and worthy women willingly enough, given them children who were bearers of the Gift, and Mara's people would forever be free from the Wraith.

Mara should have known they wouldn't be free from Atlantis.

There were guards waiting when the Ring of the Ancestors came to life and the Lanteans stepped through. Mara remembered Dr. McKay, who was a scientist and not a healer and had almost crippled the city to save the planet from Otho's machinations. Teyla Emmagan was an Athosian, a noble warrioress, and dangerous behind her gentle smile. Ronon Dex was Satedan, a fierce warrior, and rumor had it he'd once been a Runner and escaped the Wraith's clutches permanently.

Lieutenant Colonel Evan Lorne was an unknown quantity. Mara knew he had The Gift, that he had stepped up as the military commander of Atlantis in John Sheppard's absence. The first time she'd seen him - short, blue-eyed, handsome in an ordinary, boring sort of way - she hadn't thought much of him. He'd given in to John's silver tongued persuasions so easily and let his team walk away empty-handed, without their precious technology, and without their precious John Sheppard. If this Lorne had the Gift, perhaps it would be useful to keep him as well, vary the gene pool a little bit. He did have nice blue eyes.

So when he came for his audience in front of Mara and John, Mara was prepared to be pleasant. To bargain.

"We would like our comrade back, please," Lorne said. "You got what you needed from him." His expression darkened for a second. "But we need him back."

Mara raised her eyebrows. "What do you offer in exchange?"

"Our mercy and goodwill," Lorne said.

Mara said, "What about a trade? You for your comrade?"

"Unacceptable," Lorne said. "Give him to us, or we will take him."

Mara sneered. "Oh will you? How?"

Lorne tapped the radio at his ear and said, "Teldy, Vega, now."

Explosions rocked the ground outside.

"What? How did you -?"

"You're surrounded," Lorne said calmly. "My people will light you up to kingdom come on a single word from me. Give me John Sheppard, give me any of his children and their mothers who are willing to cooperate with us, and you can live. Refuse, and this city is ours."

Mara said, "No."

It was the last thing she ever said.

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Any, Any, Eating their feelings. (gluttony)

Fill: Poe Dameron + Kes Dameron, Implied!Kes Dameron/Lando Calirissan, Comfort Food

[hanorganaas.livejournal.com]

Part of My Legendary Heroine Verse (http://archiveofourown.org/series/392704)

Poe was surprised to see that his father came to visit the Resistance Base in D'Qar. Kes Dameron had often said while he was proud his only son was following the footsteps of him and his mother, he had enough of war and rather have his son visit him than come to the base [even though Luke said Kes was welcome with open arms]. Something that Poe understood, especially in these chaotic few days.

"Papa," Poe said with a bright smile as he hugged Kes, "I thought Papa Lando told you he was going to come with Jaina and I in a couple of days."

"He did," Kes responded pulling his son close and kissing him on the forehead. He was almost clinging to him. He wondered how much detail Papa Lando had told Kes. Did he tell him about the fact his former best friend and future brother in law tortured him and gravely injured him? That while he managed to destroy Starkiller with Jaina, he failed the personal mission to save Han Solo? From the fact Kes came here, to the way he was holding Poe, told him his stepfather told Kes enough. "I couldn't wait I had to see you."

"I am okay Papa...really," Poe said stepping back and smiling grabbing onto his father's forearms, "But I am glad to see you." He heard a beep behind him...BB-8, his father's original droid came charging into the room. They beeped happily and rolled against Kes' leg. "And look BeeBee Eight is happy you are here too."

Still holding onto his Son's forearm, Kes bent down and patted BB-8 on the head causing the little droid to Coo.

"I am happy to see you too Beebee eight," Kes said before leading Poe to a table, "and now the reason I am really here...I know my son well, when he goes through stressful situations....he doesn't like to talk...he likes to eat his favorite foods."

Poe gasped happily when his father opened the container. It was Yavin Spicy Tamales. He used to each these every chance he got when he was a kid and his father....made the best ones.

"Papa you shouldn't have!" Poe exclaimed happily, "Thank you!"

"Well go on!" Kes said, "take a bite."

Poe immediately took a bite of the Tamale and immediately he was transported to the heavens. For a moment he forgot the stresses of war, the betrayal of his best friend, his upcomming nupitals being clouded by the possible demises of Jaina's parents and was transported back to when he was a kid when everything was simple and nothing was complicated.

For the first time in three days he was at peace. Poe looked up and smiled at his father.

"Hey Papa?" Poe said raising an eyebrow. Kes only hummed and nodded, "I know you don't usually like coming to army bases, but thank you for coming to visit me...I really needed this."

Kes only smiled and pulled Poe in for a hug kissing him on the forehead once again. With a deep elated sigh he said:

"To see you smile like that it was all worth it."

[hanorganaas.livejournal.com]

Star Wars, Han Solo, He vows he will kill Snoke with his bare hands for what he did to his son. (Wrath) [Brownie points if it's a AU of the Force Awakens]