Friday: Quotes
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adamas and today's theme is Quotes. Prompts can be any quote - famous or not, from fandom or not, have at it!
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...
+ Battlestar Galactica, Lee Adama, “I was in darkness and I was in pain and despite all that I believed and could not believe, despite having no more expectations of the miraculous than any other ordinary modern soul, despite all the arguments of common sense and all the cautions of fear, I was waiting.” - Waking the Dead; Scott Spencer
+ Any, Any +/Any, “The greatest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist.” - The Usual Suspects
+ Syfy’s Alice, Alice Hamilton/Hatter, “Paste me in that book you always carry.” - Billy Collins
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.
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adamas and today's theme is Quotes. Prompts can be any quote - famous or not, from fandom or not, have at it!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...
+ Battlestar Galactica, Lee Adama, “I was in darkness and I was in pain and despite all that I believed and could not believe, despite having no more expectations of the miraculous than any other ordinary modern soul, despite all the arguments of common sense and all the cautions of fear, I was waiting.” - Waking the Dead; Scott Spencer
+ Any, Any +/Any, “The greatest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist.” - The Usual Suspects
+ Syfy’s Alice, Alice Hamilton/Hatter, “Paste me in that book you always carry.” - Billy Collins
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: 2016-07-01 02:03 am (UTC)FILL!
Date: 2023-01-28 03:35 pm (UTC)Derek, every once in a while, would brush a tender kiss to his forehead and Stiles would feel sleepy as his heart did a little flip flop in his chest, and even with no space between them, he moves a little closer, soaking up the wolf's warmth and feeling so heavenly like all the horrors they have faced this past year have been just a bad dream.
He wants to thank Derek with a kiss for cuddling with him, Derek is not a fan of all the sappy fluff, but he fears that he will ruin the moment, but Derek is so gentle and kind with him, giving Stiles a tender hug that seems to shoo away all the cold from his body and leave him feeling like he is cozy and wrapped up in a downy blanket.
So Stiles kept his eyes closed, and breathed deeply he likes the way his body feels when he is with Derek. That heavenly warm feeling washed through Stiles again, and he was as relaxed as a limp noodle.
The only sound in the room was his calm breathing, and the light crackle of the fireplace as they snuggle. He cannot stop himself from smiling fondly, and when Derek brushes a kind kiss to his forehead, Stiles sighed a bit loudly, and he flushes with embarrassment but Derek just holds him a little tighter, doesn't tease him for being a sappy cuddle lover, and devoted whispers, “I love you.”
♥ END ♥
Re: FILL!
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Date: 2016-07-01 02:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-07-01 02:08 am (UTC)Fill: SGA + Night World, Sam Carter + Richard Woolsey, set Season 5
Date: 2016-07-02 12:06 am (UTC)Sam looked down for a moment. “You’d think it wouldn’t. After a decade with the Stargate program, facing down the Goa’uld and Ori and Replicators and Wraith, it wouldn’t. But the thought that there are creatures like that on Earth, walking among us, humanity none the wiser is - terrifying. We’ve been at Stargate Command for barely a decade and had so many near-misses with the program going public, and they’ve had thousands of years and stayed hidden.”
Richard considered his snifter of brandy. He and Sam were sitting in one of the on-base accommodation rooms usually reserved for visitation alien dignitaries. Richard was there to attempt to explain to the IOA why there had been a sudden command shuffle. He hadn’t realized how much Major Lorne had smoothed the way for making accurate reports to Earth without disclosing the truth of the Night World. Beckett had been able to help some, but not a lot.
“We have Wormhole X-treme, they have Dracula and Nosferatu and Twilight,” Richard pointed out.
Sam huffed at the mention of Twilight. They both remembered how offended John had been when they’d asked him whether anything in those books was accurate.
“But the way Carson described the potential in Major Lorne,” Sam said. She shook her head. “I can’t believe he’d ever be like that. Apart from incidents when alien entities took him over or unduly influenced him, he always put Atlantis first.”
Sort of. Neither Sam nor Richard had been oblivious to the fact of John and Rodney being a couple, or Major Lorne and Ronon being a couple, and apparently Elizabeth Weir hadn’t been oblivious to John and Lorne being a couple either, but it had taken her a moment or two to figure out that in the aftermath of the break-up, Lorne had used his considerable influence over the day-to-day running of affairs in Atlantis to demonstrate his displeasure at Rodney and John’s new relationship. Flowers and candy had been harmless, but still. Evan Lorne understood vengeance, and if Carson’s history of the Night World factions was correct, there was much vengeance to be had on Lorne’s part.
“The greatest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn’t exist,” Richard said.
Sam winced. Richard had forgotten. She’d actually visited the Hell planet, gone to great lengths to survive it.
“Do you really think Evan Lorne is the devil?” she asked.
Richard finished his brandy in a single swallow. “I wish there was a way to really find out.”
Re: Fill: SGA + Night World, Sam Carter + Richard Woolsey, set Season 5
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Date: 2016-07-01 02:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-07-01 02:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-07-01 02:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-07-01 03:57 am (UTC)Fill 1/2: + Night World
Date: 2016-07-26 04:27 am (UTC)He’d tried posing as the uncle of a teenage girl who’d been sucked into a goth vampire cult, but that had yielded no information. So he’d donned his black leather Atlantis jacket and headed out to the goth clubs again, this time posing as a scientist looking to prove the existence of vampires and possibly bottle vampirism so raccoon-eyed teenage girls could live out their Twilight fantasies in pale, sunless glory. A few inquiries and terrible abuses of scientific theory later and a group of teenage girls led him to the back of a club called Midnight Sun to meet a boy they swore was a vampire.
He looked all of eighteen years old, was very short, and had coal-black eyes and coal-black hair and had gone to great lengths to paint himself up to look pale.
His name was Quinn, he said, and he might know where to find some real vampires.
“I mean the real kind,” Rodney said. “With black irises and black roses.”
Quinn, Rodney noted, was wearing a t-shirt with a black rose on it. Rodney had seen t-shirts like that before, only Carson’s had had a black dahlia and Lorne’s had had a black lily.
Quinn stepped closer, and his eyes blazed silver. “Who taught you about the black bouquet?”
“I - heard. From a friend. Who wears a black dahlia. That I might be a, er, black violet.” And wow, this sounded like a terrible line from a terrible spy movie.
“This friend?”
“Wishes to remain anonymous in case I’m not actually a black violet.” If either Rodney or Carson found out how Rodney was spending his annual leave (at a conference, they thought, while John got two weeks’ stand-down but wasn’t allowed out of Teldy’s sight till ROdney got back), they’d kill him.
Quinn’s eyes remained pure silver, when Rodney knew meant Quinn was in full-on vampire-with-fangs mode, but he didn’t bare his teeth. Instead he rattled off an address, which Rodney memorized, and dismissed Rodney with a flick of his wrist.
And now Rodney was standing outside a door spraypainted with a black dahlia but with a boy who was clearly a werewolf guarding it. If the black foxglove on his shirt hadn’t been a dead giveaway, the fangs and claws and ears and tail and fur-fur-fur would have done the trick.
The boy snarled at him, and he sounded like an actual wolf, not just a kid imitating a wolf.
Rodney summoned all the courage he could muster. “Back off, man! I’m a scientist.”
The werewolf snarled at him again.
Rodney, panicked, desperately wished he’d mastered witchfire before he’d left the city, but no one had it yet (no one but John, and he hadn’t told anyone that fact, no one but Rodney). And then the kid’s sleeve caught on fire and he uttered a pained yelp and the door flew open and a pretty blonde woman spilled into the alley.
“I’m sorry!” Rodney cried, horrified. “I didn’t mean to - I’m terribly new at this whole -”
“Stop, drop, and roll, Kurt!” the woman cried.
And the werewolf - who really was just a boy - hit the ground and rolled around like a maniac.
Fill 2/2: + Night World
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Date: 2016-07-01 03:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-07-01 03:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-07-01 04:02 am (UTC)Fill: Oppie!verse
Date: 2016-07-01 09:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-07-01 05:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-07-01 05:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-07-01 05:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-07-01 05:22 am (UTC)"The kind that fucks men."
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Date: 2016-07-01 05:23 am (UTC)No Fill Yet
Date: 2016-07-01 01:05 pm (UTC)I may have an idea.
Rumor Has It, Historical RPF, Kate/OFC/Suzannah (hinted), G
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Date: 2016-07-01 05:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-07-01 05:35 am (UTC)Hamilton (Miranda), Eliza Hamilton/Alexander Hamilton, dying is easy—living is harder
no subject
Date: 2016-07-01 05:39 am (UTC)RPF, Louis Tomlinson vs Simon Cowell, you have let your doom in by the front door, although it will not depart that way
no subject
Date: 2016-07-01 05:40 am (UTC)author's choice, author's choice, You must never run from anything immortal. It attracts their attention.
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Date: 2016-07-01 05:44 am (UTC)author's choice, author's choice, I've had worse, and I'll have better one day. This is not the end.
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Date: 2016-07-01 05:44 am (UTC)author's choice, author's choice, the only real thing wrong with you is that you're young. that's the one thing time can always cure
Not A Fill Yet
Date: 2016-07-01 01:06 pm (UTC)Time Heals All Things, Historical RPF, Kate Williams & OFC, G
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Date: 2016-07-01 08:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-07-01 08:39 am (UTC)Fill 1/2: SGA/HP, Draco/Evan, post-series of both books and SGA
Date: 2016-07-02 03:35 am (UTC)Potter, sweeping into the interrogation room, auror robes flapping dramatically behind him. Draco suspected Potter wouldn’t appreciate the comparison to Professor Snape, but the swirl of robes as he turned the corner was familiar.
“What is he saying?” Potter asked. “Anything?”
Weasley leaned over the table to peer at Draco. “Where is Mulciber?”
Draco had been through SERE training like every other marine before him. “Sergeant Derek Foy, Service Number 21-7-842, United States Marines.”
“That’s all he’ll say, no matter what I ask.”
“Hermione says it’s the standard response for armed services members under interrogation.” Potter crossed his arms over his chest. “Only he’s not really a United States Marine, is he?”
A younger auror stepped into the room, handed Potter a file. The paper inside it was actually paper and not parchment.
Potter flipped it open, raised his eyebrows. Then he set it down on the table, and Draco could see it was a copy of his service jacket.
“Well, what do you know. It says here that Derek Foy enlisted as a United States Marine in 1998. Graduated from Parris Island with distinction, and was assigned to Project Bluebook as a private.”
Weasley snickered, because he was immature.
“And from there, he was assigned to base security, then moved on to SG-15 when he reached corporal, and after at Atlantis Expedition reestablished contact with Earth, assigned to AR-3, which was under the command of...Evan Lorne.” Potter raised his eyebrows. “That the bloke we caught you snogging, then? The Yanks don’t take kindly to that sort of thing, do they?”
“Sergeant Derek Foy, Service Number 21-7-842, United States Marines.”
“Did you think that running to the Yanks and pretending to be a muggle would absolve you of your crimes?” Weasley asked. “You let Death Eaters into a school full of children. You are a Death Eater.” He reached out, poked Draco in the arm. “Does your boyfriend know what this tattoo means? Would he still be sweet on you if he knew you’d participated in the murder of children?”
“He did say his boyfriend had years and years of memories of the magical world,” Potter murmured. “So his boyfriend must have known. Might have even liked it. You know what they say about soldiers. They’re baby killers.”
“Don’t talk about Evan that way.”
Weasley smirked.
“You don’t know what it was like out there,” Draco said. “With the Goa’uld and the Ori and the Wraith. While you’ve been strutting around this tiny island like you’re the king of the world, entire galaxies have been at war, and we’ve been out there fighting and dying to make sure you can keep on strutting.”
“So you are Draco Malfoy,” Potter said softly.
He’d never stop being Draco, never stop being a Malfoy, but he’d legally had his name changed when he was seventeen, when he’d first arrived in America. He was, for all intents and purposes, Derek Foy.
“Did you know,” Draco said, “the muggles have figured out how to give themselves magic? They call it gene therapy.”
Potter blinked.
Draco tilted his head, reached out with his mind like he’d done on Atlantis a thousand times, and there it was. The thrum of magic, of Ancient tech. And he thought, On.
He hadn’t spoken a spell in years, didn’t need to, not anymore.
Weasley yelped when everything in the room went haywire, flashing and flying and spinning and shrieking. Draco had set off the escape alarms.
Potter whipped out his wand, cast a spell to strengthen the chains binding Draco to the chair, the table, and the floor, but Draco didn’t move.
Weasley began shouting counterspells, trying to subdue the alarm and the spare shackles and the warning light and the veritaserum detector and all the other auror bits and baubles.
“Tell us where the other Death Eaters are,” Potter said.
“You’ve a copy of my service jacket,” Draco said. “I haven’t set foot in Europe, let alone England, in over ten years. For the last four years, I haven’t even been on Earth, haven’t been in this galaxy. Do you know what that means? Or did you sleep through Astronomy?”
Fill 2/2: SGA/HP, Draco/Evan, post-series of both books and SGA
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From:Re: Fill 2/2: SGA/HP, Draco/Evan, post-series of both books and SGA
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From:Fill, The 100, Marcus Kane/Abigail Griffin
From:Re: Fill, The 100, Marcus Kane/Abigail Griffin
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Date: 2016-07-01 10:01 am (UTC)Stargate Multiverse, Any, "Protect the band. Understand the band. Forgive the band." (Roadies)
Fill 1/2: Stargate Multiverse band!AU
Date: 2016-07-01 11:38 pm (UTC)Elizabeth had given Evan three charges when she asked him to be the PA for the Space Monkeys: Protect the band. Understand the band. Forgive the band.
So Evan coordinated with the home health care nurses looking after Ronon’s grandfather, ensured that whatever Grandpa Dex needed, he got, that Ronon’s checks cleared in a timely fashion and payments never bounced. Evan took lots and lots of videos and pictures of Teyla, some from interviews, some from soundchecks, some candid moments, and he posted them to a tiny blog that Elizabeth assumed some fan was running, and he sent the link to Teyla’s boyfriend Kanaan for him to share with the rest of the cousins and kids. Evan kept plying Jennifer with health shakes because he couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen her eat food (her clothes for photo shoots were shrinking rapidly in size), and he made sure that Naoe, Atlantis Representation’s social media hound (and world class hacker) filtered the worst of the reviews from Jennifer’s phone. Evan screened the fans who came backstage for meet-and-greet ops with the band, made sure that anyone with even the faintest hint of a sniffle was turned away, and he handed out wet wipes liberally, and he sent text messages to Dave Sheppard’s super secret burner phone about how John was doing.
Even though Evan wasn’t one of the band, he was never far from them, was always on hand to ensure their comfort, mental and physical, so they could continue performing at optimum levels (but they’d only just started and already they were falling apart). He talked to them, was friendly with them, was a listening ear when any of them needed it, but he didn’t try to ingratiate himself into their close-knit group of friends, because that wasn’t his job. He learned that Rodney needed coffee immediately upon waking and he was a complete monster without it, even to Jennifer (and these days Jennifer was a little too fragile to handle Rodney’s pre-coffee snappishness). Evan learned that Ronon hated getting up early, but if he didn’t get in his morning run, he was almost as bad as Rodney without coffee. Evan made sure Teyla had at least twenty minutes completely alone every day to engage in meditation, or even her sweet, patient smile started to fracture around the edges. Evan made it a point to smile at Jennifer whenever he saw her and compliment her at least three times - her hair, her smile, the outfit she’d chosen, her performance that night or at soundcheck. And Evan became adept at stepping in and distracting John whenever Jennifer and Rodney got lost in each other for a moment, indulging in the briefest PDA or even private display of affection.
Fill 2/2: Stargate Multiverse band!AU
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Date: 2016-07-01 11:21 am (UTC)