Friday: Rare Pairs
Aug. 5th, 2016 03:06 amHello, everyone, it's
username, and I've loved being your host this week. My final theme for you is rare pairs. Time to pull out your favorite ships that maybe aren't so popular.
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...
+ Pokemon Go, Blanche/Candela/Spark, encouraging inter-team unity
+ Star Trek: Enterprise, Trip Tucker/Jonathan Archer, comfort
+ Star Trek AOS, Christopher Pike/Hikaru Sulu, Chris apologies for embarrassing Hikaru in front of the rest of the crew
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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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...
+ Pokemon Go, Blanche/Candela/Spark, encouraging inter-team unity
+ Star Trek: Enterprise, Trip Tucker/Jonathan Archer, comfort
+ Star Trek AOS, Christopher Pike/Hikaru Sulu, Chris apologies for embarrassing Hikaru in front of the rest of the crew
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: 2016-08-05 08:17 am (UTC)Small Fill (set post ME2's Suicide Mission)
Date: 2016-08-05 09:58 am (UTC)John hadn't even had the energy to do anything more than show up at Joker's door with those damned irresistable puppy dog eyes before they fell into bed and fell fast asleep together. And now, EDI only knew how many hours or days later (and Jeff really wouldn't have been surprised if they had slept for days, after the stress of the whole mission), they were still lying wrapped up together. Jeff wasn't entirely comfortable with John's big, burly arm pinning him to the bed, making his ribs creak, but no force in existence would convince him to waken the sleeping Commander. For the first time since The Illusive Man had shown him the new Normandy, Jeff felt completely at peace. And lazy - or content. One of those two.
John shifted and hummed in his sleep, dragging Jeff closer, into a spooning position. Joker huffed in amusement thinking how nobody would expect the aloof Commander to be so cuddly. Maybe al-Jilani would pay big bucks for the exclusive exposé.
In between one breath and the next Jeff felt John come awake. He inhaled noisily (the way he always did when he was sleepy) and hummed again.
"Jeff, am I crushing you?"
"Only a lot, yeah," Joker replied.
John instantly let go and rolled across the bed to the other side, away from Jeff.
"Did I tell you to stop?" Joker asked, irritation creeping into his voice.
"Uh, but your brittle bones?" John asked, blinking sleep from his eyes.
"Uh, but we're all alive and I need my big, Commander-shaped mattress over here," Joker grumbled, reaching over to grab John's arm, and pulling it over him like a blanket. He felt a huff of breath on the back of his neck as John gave a startled laugh.
They snuggled together again, and Jeff felt John gently kiss his temple. They dozed for a while before the intercom buzzed. John rolled over to reach for it, but Jeff lunged across him and smacked the interface, yelling, "Do not disturb - what part of do not disturb do you not get!?"
"They were looking for me," John pointed out, sounding like he was fighting hard not to laugh.
"Yeah, and they interrupted my sleep-in, in my quarters. Screw that, you're staying put," Joker grumbled.
John didn't even pretend not to be amused at that. "And if it's an attack?"
"If we get spaced again, Miranda already knows how to cure that."
"Fair enough. What if Aria wants to see me?"
"Tough shit. You're all mine, now, Shepard."
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Date: 2016-08-05 10:11 am (UTC)Re: Small Fill (set post ME2's Suicide Mission)
Date: 2016-08-05 10:39 am (UTC)I'm so happy to see a ficlet about those two. There's just not enough fics about this ship. Thank you so much for the fill! ♥
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Date: 2016-08-05 10:47 am (UTC)No fic, but...
Date: 2016-08-05 11:48 am (UTC)Re: No fic, but...
Date: 2016-08-05 11:51 am (UTC)I love this series ♥
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Date: 2016-08-05 12:34 pm (UTC)(Back when I was living on tfa_kink, this picked up some fans, but now I see that AO3 has hardly anything for it...)
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Date: 2016-08-05 12:47 pm (UTC)(Or literally anything with this pairing tbh. I'm not picky.)
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Date: 2016-08-05 12:51 pm (UTC)Dragon Age: Inquisition, Cremisius Aclassi/Lace Harding – “Sunsets and Holding Hands”
Date: 2016-08-05 01:30 pm (UTC)_____
"Lady Harding?"
Lace Harding, who was looking at the maps of the nearest forests, turned her head to look at Krem, a small smile appearing on her face as he stepped closer. She looked even more gorgeous in the light of the setting sun.
"Lieutenant Aclassi," she replied, nodding in greeting. "How can I help you?"
Krem licked his lips briefly before leaning against the nearest tree. "Since His Worship is keeping the Chief busy in their tent, and your scouts, the Seeker, Rocky and Skinner are watching the camp, I was wondering if you would like to go for a walk.”
“And who will make sure everything is properly secured if I go with you?” one corner of her lips curled upwards right away, teasingly, and Krem couldn’t look away.
“I’m sure the Seeker and the guys can handle everything,” he stated. “And I will help with anything else that might need your attention when we get back.”
“I’ll be right back, then. Just let me talk to Ritts and the Seeker.”
“Of course,” Krem nodded, watching her walk away towards her scouts.
Soon they were walking slowly towards Lake Luthias, Krem recounting the tales of the jobs the Charger’s have had, as Lace laughed and commented on each of them. The sun was setting slowly, its red and orange light reflecting brightly in the surface of the lake. It was one of the reasons Krem didn’t mind working in this part of the Hinterlands.
As they sat down on the rocks by the lakeside, Krem took off his gloves and put them away from water, along with his axe. He always kept it close, just in case. Observing the lake, the sky and the forest, while listening to the sounds of chatting and laughter coming from the Inquisition’s camp was always nice, but the fact that Lace was there by his side made it even better.
As after a while Krem glanced at Lace with the corner of his eye, he saw that she was watching him as well, which made them both laugh.
“Sorry,” he said, looking down at the ground and picking up the first small rock he laid his eyes on, before throwing it into the lake. “This place is great now that there are no rifts nearby.”
“That’s true,” Lace agreed. “I think we should come back here later… well, when it’ll be a bit safer and we won’t be busy protecting the world from magisters.”
Krem turned his head to look at her at that. “You’d want to?”
“It could be nice,” she looked at the sky.
Comfortable silence fell between them again, and Krem wanted to lean forward to pick up a next rock, when suddenly he felt warm fingers catching his. Smiling the whole time, he squeezed Lace’s hand briefly before raising it to his lips and kissing the knuckles, making Lace laugh.
“I like making you smile,” he said, his thumb caressing the back of Lace’s hand, and she just shook her head.
“You’re pretty good at it, too.”
Lace leaned forward, pressing her lips to his in a gentle kiss, before moving back, her eyes meeting his. “We should probably get back soon. The Inquisitor wants to leave the Hinterlands in the morning,” she murmured, and Krem only nodded before kissing her again.
When they were walking back to the camp later Krem couldn’t keep a smile off his face, even when he heard Dalish and Rocky whistling loudly as soon as they approached the tents. Harding just grinned at them.
“Come on, Lieutenant. Someone promised to help me with organizing our resources and collecting maps,” she said, never letting go of his hand.
“Anything you want, Lady Harding.”