Silent Monday

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Hey, everybody! It’s ohmanishipitthis week and this is my first time hosting so please bear with me, to start us off our theme is silence. Prompts can be content silence, a moment of silent mourning, an awkward pause or a ‘you’d better shut up so I can watch this’ silence. Whatever you want.

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.

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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...

+ Red vs Blue, Richard Simmons + or / Dexter Grif, “Your name is ‘Richard’!?” “Yes, how did you not know that? You call me ‘Dick’ all the time…” “...” “...”

+ Any, ensemble, this was way too awkward

+ Any, any lgbt character, the silence that ensues after your coming out speech is completely nerve-wracking

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[doreyg.livejournal.com]

The Flash (TV), Barry Allen/Leonard Snart, enjoy the silence

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Babylon 5, Lennier/Michael Garibaldi,

It's amazing how you
Can speak right to my heart.
Without saying a word

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Star Wars: The Clone Wars (TV), Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi, a comfortable silence

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Star Trek: TNG, Jean-Luc Picard/Q, silence is something hard to find when Q is around

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Babylon 5, Marcus Cole/Stephen Franklin, kissing Marcus to shut him up

[ohmanishipit.livejournal.com]

Any, any lgbt character, the silence that ensues after your coming out speech is completely nerve-wracking

Fill: Stargate Multiverse, Cam Mitchell + family

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

The silence that followed Cam’s words was completely nerve-wracking.

Frank Mitchell said, “But...what about Amy Vandenburg?”

JD raised his eyebrows in question.

Evan mouthed high school crush.

Cam’s brother Ash rolled his eyes. “Dad, he said he was bi, not gay. It means he likes both.”

Wendy reached out and patted her son’s hand. “I’m so glad you finally told us, dear. I’m just sorry it took so long. Did you think you couldn’t trust us?”

“Bi?” Frank echoed. The way his voice rose made JD’s hands curl into fists. He itched to stand in front of Cam, shield him from any of his father’s wrath.

But then Frank shook his head and said, “Son, that’s just greedy.”

“Frank!” Wendy cried.

“What?” Frank raised his eyebrows at her, and he looked like Cam at his most defiant. “I was in the Air Force too. It was called don’t ask, don’t tell, not it doesn’t exist.”

JD released the breath he’d been holding, let his fists uncurl. This was hands down the most bizarre conversation he’d ever participated in, especially in a kitchen full of military men. John and Rodney were hanging back, watching the scene with wary eyes. Oppie was poised on the back of the couch, ready to launch himself into Cam’s lap at any moment. They’d sent Tyler to hang out with Sasha and Tina in case Cam’s parents took his coming out badly.

And then Frank turned his gaze on Evan, John, and Rodney in turn. “So, which one is it?”

“Not me,” Rodney said quickly.

At Frank’s raised eyebrows, Rodney said, “Not that I’d say no to Cam. Because he’s a great guy. Smart. Handsome.” He grabbed John’s hand. “But I’m already spoken for, thanks.”

John smiled faintly. “Me too, obviously.”

JD was both relieved and hurt when Wendy and Frank fixed their gazes on Evan.

“Of course, I should have known you’d pick a boy who bakes like your mother.” Wendy swept Evan into a hug before he could protest, and Frank clapped him on the hip the way Cam did. Frank was luckier than Cam, could get around on prosthetics most days, but plane rides were hard for him, and he’d be in a wheelchair most of his time here in Colorado Springs.

“Welcome to the family,” Frank said, and Evan thanked him quietly.

It was Ash who said, “There’s more. What is it?”

Cam cleared his throat. “It’s not just Evan.”

Wendy looked surprised. “Not just Evan? Cam, that is greedy.”

“Wendy!” Frank cried.

“Who is it?” Wendy asked. “That nice boy Daniel who visited you while you were at Walter Reed?”

“Daniel Jackson?” Cam echoed, and JD’s heart thumped oddly at the sound of his name. “No. Mom, Dad, it’s -” His voice caught.

JD sighed. “It’s me.”

“You?” Ash spluttered. “You - you’re younger than me.”

The joviality faded from Wendy’s face. “Cameron,” she said, low and disapproving. “What are you doing? He’s just a child.”

Frank eyed Evan. “You’re all right with this? Sharing Cameron with -”

Evan cleared his throat. “Actually, it was me and JD first. And then Cam -”

Frank shook his head, backed up. “I’m sorry. We have to go. Wendy, Ash, come on.”

Ash’s expression was unreadable, but Wendy looked a little apologetic as she followed her husband out of the house.

After the front door closed, JD said, “I’m sorry.”

Cam took a deep breath. “They’ll come around. I know they will. Now come on - someone call Tyler home. It’s Smash Brothers night.” He wheeled himself into the den, and the others watched him go.

“Damn,” John said. His family had taken the announcement of his relationship with Rodney with stony politeness. His sister-in-law had sent him a little Swarovski crystal rainbow as a coming out gift, and they’d resumed mutual non-communication. “I thought out of anyone’s family, Cam’s would -”

“No, Evan’s,” JD said. “Cam’s dad was raised, well, like me. We, uh, he was a few years ahead of me in Test Pilot School.”

Rodney and Evan both winced.

JD said, “I’ll call Tyler.”

That night, Cam let Tyler thrash him thoroughly at Smash Brothers, and afterwards, when Cam, JD, and Evan all piled into Cam’s bed, Cam held them both tightly till they fell asleep.

[ohmanishipit.livejournal.com]

Any, ensemble, this was way too awkward

[ohmanishipit.livejournal.com]

Red vs Blue, Richard Simmons + or / Dexter Grif, “Your name is ‘Richard’!?” “Yes, how did you not know that? You call me ‘Dick’ all the time…” “...” “...”

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Any (please no SPN), any/any, *character A* (the chatty one) is suddenly (magically/via gizmo/because REASONS) utterly unable to speak. *character B* (the reserved/quiet one) helps A to deal.

Fill: Free!, Makoto Tachibana+/Haruka Nanase

[ohmanishipit.livejournal.com]

Don't know if this is exactly what you had in mind, but I was inspired, hope it's ok ^-^

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When Makoto had texted him he would be sick and absent from school, Haru thought nothing of it.
He had done just what he did every day. Except, he didn’t have Makoto come pull him out of the bath or walk with him to and from school and he didn’t get to work on that drawing of him during first period, but the rest was the same…
Yes, maybe Rei, Nagisa, and Gou had given him a few looks when he came up to lunch on the roof, but it wasn’t as if they were attached at the hip. He could function without Makoto.

Now Makoto was coming off his cold and had returned to school from his three days absent. But he still couldn’t speak it seemed.
Haru had answered the door in his apron, actually getting ready earlier, not expecting Mako to be going to school today either.
The greeting Makoto had given him was a weak hello with a voice that was barely there. He didn’t really say anything after that and Haru asked nothing of him.
The rest of the day was like that, silent. Haru could handle day’s with no Makoto, sure, but days with him, without a voice was sort of… jarring.

He avoided answering out loud in class and only spoke if asked directly. A few times Haru even answered for him, which was funny to Nagisa apparently, he started cackling after Haru had explained Mako’s predicament for him, teasing about how the tables had turned.
No Mako asking Haru what he was drawing even as he could plainly see, or telling him about the latest book he was reading as they walked to their next class, or Mako talking for Haru, or his laugh… That was one of the most discomfiting. They were sitting at lunch, Rei had been speaking about something grandiosely, then Nagisa and Gou were fighting playfully, and Mako let out a laugh that was nothing more than a rattle.

They hadn’t had swim practice that day so they’d all just headed home. The walk home was actually a comfort after a long day. Often on these lingering trips they didn’t speak at all. Sometimes Makoto would discuss a few things that happened in his day, but other times they would just spend the walks admiring the coast and enjoying each other’s silence, Mako’s a bit more of a novelty.
Haru glanced over at him, staring out at the water. Not talking must have been hard for him, he was always so amicable and loved speaking with people. The same way Haru didn’t want to talk at all.
Mako glanced over, catching his stare, he smiled. Haru missed his smile under the facemask but returned a small smile at the way his eyes wrinkled.
When they reached their houses, Haru paused a step above him, looks like no, ‘see you tomorrow’s, or news that Ren and Ran had insisted Haru come over and play a soon as possible. So he headed up a few more steps, glancing back, Mako waved him goodnight. He looked like he was ready to fall down in bed and sleep for a week, but he stood, waiting for Haru to get up the hill. So Haru broke the silence.
“Good night, Makoto.” As soon as he spoke he turned and jogged up the rest of the stairs, as he did he could hear Makoto’s rattling laugh behind him. Looking back once more he watched Mako head inside.
Good night to you too, Haru.

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

MCU, Tony Stark +/ any (+/ any),"The silence when Tony Stark shuts the fuck up. It's magnificent." *muffled noises from Tony*

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Tortall, Kel/author's choice, the silence that follows her admission that she has never had sex before is painful.

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Dragon Age or Mass Effect, anypair, *character A* responds to *character B*'s ridiculous/outrageous banter with silence to wind them up.

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Greek Myth, Echo/Narcissus, Narcissus finally notices her when she stops even echoing

[withasmile87.livejournal.com]

Scream(TV), Audrey Jensen/Noah Foster, Noah was rendered silent when he found out what Audrey had helped Piper do.

[withasmile87.livejournal.com]

The Walking Dead, Beth Greene/Daryl Dixon, When Beth fell silent, Daryl knew she was mad at him.

[withasmile87.livejournal.com]

The Walking Dead, any, While they loved silence sometimes they wished the world made noise again.

[withasmile87.livejournal.com]

RPF, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, Holding Louis while everything was silent around them was like heaven to Harry.

[withasmile87.livejournal.com]

RPF, Taylor Swift/Selena Gomez, You can hear it in the silence.

[killing-kurare.livejournal.com]

Any, Any, There's a grief that can't be spoken

[femme-slash-fan.livejournal.com]

DIBS!

[killing-kurare.livejournal.com]

Sin City, Any, Deadly silence

[killing-kurare.livejournal.com]

Any, Any, Born from silence

FILL: Hit the floor, Zero/Jude, hurt/comfort/five stages of grief

[cozy-coffee.livejournal.com]

It was a hit and run. A single moment in time stopped Jude in his tracks. They had been on their way to the game when the car suddenly came out of nowhere, running a stop sign. Now the love of his life was at deaths door, caught between Heaven and Hell.

Jude sits in the waiting room, alive and well, while his boyfriend clings to life in the operating room. His mind spins with all sorts of bad thoughts. What if Zero doesn’t survive? He lost a lot of blood, his almost flat lined on the way to the hospital. What if he loses the love of his life?
The shadows of doubt are creeping in.

SHOCK & DENIAL-It is not real. It’s just a terrible, horrible nightmarish nightmare. Numbed disbelief sets in his bones while denying the reality that has come to pass. His body attempts to protect him, the shock provides emotional protection from being overwhelmed by the knowledge that his lover has passed away.

PAIN & GUILT-The shook wears off quickly, hitting him like a rush of icy cold water to be replaced with suffering of unbelievable pain. His bones feel like they are breaking, his heart shatters into tiny pieces, the very oxygen in his lungs burn like ash and smoke. The overwhelming hurt is excruciating and unbearable as he begins to blame himself for Zero’s death. ‘If only he had been more cautions, stopped just a little longer at that stop sign. If only he had just waited a few more moment…’

ANGER & BARGAINING-He screams out into the midnight sky, frustration gives way to anger as the angles ignore his pled for mercy. He lashes out at god, cursing him for not saving the man he loves, the tears trickling down his cheeks as his heart aches.

DEPRESSION, REFLECTION, LONELINESS-He hasn’t left his bed in three days, although his friends tell him it’s best to return to everyday life. He doesn’t sleep much, barely eats, and days soon become weeks as a long period of sad reflection overtakes him. He isolates, turning his back on family and friends who care so dearly for him. He wants to smile but cannot for the feelings of emptiness and despair tangled in his heart.

THE UPWARD TURN-A sunny day greets Jude, and he finds the strength to leave the house; not very far, only to a little park where he and Zero use to play ball. He cries, and laughs, as many fond memories of his time with the man he loves come to mind. Little by little, Jude begins to readjust to life; it is a slow process, but he takes baby steps, remembering each day that Zero is not truly gone since he is in his heart, smiling and laughing and full of joy.

ACCEPTANCE & HOPE-He cannot change the past, but he can make a wonderful future with his friends and family. He learns to accept and deal with the sadness of losing someone he loves, while hoping for the day—many, many years from now—when he will see Zero in heaven, waiting for him at the golden gates.

No, no! He will not let the bad thoughts in, will not picture his life without Zero. The shadows of doubt will not concur his heart.

Hope wins. In the end, Zero survives the accident. He is hurt and will need months rest, and comfort, but he will live one more day. A day to smile and laugh with Jude by his side, the love of his life.

His heart will forever hold a spot for the man who never gave up on him, who loved him with every breath he took.

♥ END ♥

[killing-kurare.livejournal.com]

Any, Any, Standing in the rain, saying not a word

filled. The Walking Dead, Beth Greene/Tara Chambler

[withasmile87.livejournal.com]

Beth chewed her lip nervously as she looked at Tara who was standing beside her in the rain. They had gone out on a run for some baby supplies for Judith and on the way back to the safe-zone they had gotten caught in a downpour.

A downpour where it was hard to see a thing and so Tara had to pull over and for some reason Beth had slipped out of the car. Just wanting to feel the rain because it had been forever since it rained or so it felt like it.

Though she hadn't expected Tara to follow suit but then again maybe Tara needed this too. Just to stand in the rain and listen to the silence. Feeling alive in a world that was full of death and decay.

"I miss her," Tara spoke finally breaking the silence that had built between them and Beth raised an eyebrow though she knew who Tara meant. She was referring to Denise. "She never got to tell me she loved me..she was going too before she died. When I came back from the run with Heath."

Beth nodded softly as she ran a hand through her wet hair, "At least you know though," she spoke as she reached out and pulled Tara to her. "You know she loved you," she said before leaning in to kiss Tara's forehead and deep down she hoped that one day she could do more than just comfort Tara with forehead kisses.

She wanted to shower Tara with all the love she had to give her because Tara deserved it. They both did.

[killing-kurare.livejournal.com]

Any, Any, Passed away in silence

[ohmanishipit.livejournal.com]

Hamilton, Alexander Hamilton/Eliza Schuyler, during It's Quiet Uptown: He's both blamed and forgiven by her silence.

[leni-ba.livejournal.com]

any. any/any. In the end, there's nothing left to say.

[femme-slash-fan.livejournal.com]

DIBS.