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Hello everyone, I'm [livejournal.com profile] withasmile87 and I'm your host this week. Today's theme has to do with what's important for our survival. Water. Your prompts can be anything like going to a pool, getting a drink of water, taking a shower. As long as water is involved somehow.

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Fandom, Character +/ Character, Prompt

Some examples to get the ball rolling...

+ The Walking Dead, any, taking a shower now was a luxury.

+ any fandom with mermaids, any, the call of the water was strong.

+ Disney, Ariel/any, she missed the water sometimes but wouldn't ever go back.


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Fill: MCU, Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers, So Lucky

Date: 2016-08-31 11:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] untldeathtakeme.livejournal.com
There was a pool on the open level of the Avengers tower, under the helipad. It used to be Stark Tower, so of course there was a pool. There was a bar, two bars, couches, chairs, iPhone charging stations, chaise lounges, gazebos, grills, (complete with people to man the grill, during the day at least) but for now, it was empty but for Steve and Darcy.It was late, everyone else had gone inside to shower, sleep, or otherwise be elsewhere.

The expanse and cacophony of Manhattan seemed somehow quiet, spread out below and in the distance. Darcy suggested a skinny dip, with a glint in her eye. Steve's brow furrowed.

"Oh stop, you're not the prude everyone thinks you are." Darcy said, pulling her shirt over her head.

Steve stared at the expanse of smooth skin she revealed. He still wasn't used to the...ease at which she revealed it to him, her confidence in herself fed each time by the way his eyes devoured her skin, the swell of her hips, the dips of her waist, two scars over her lower rib cage from childhood falls.

He started to pull at his shirt, too slowly for her taste. She padded over barefoot. Her bra had tiny unicorns on it, he noted, before she helped pull the shirt off of him, mostly so she could replace it with her hands.

"C'mon, big man, not scared of a little water?"

"No, I'm scared of being-"

"Naked?" she said, biting her bottom lip in an attempt not to smile too hard, an attempt that failed miserably. "You of all people should never be afraid of being naked. The world should be so lucky as to see you naked."

Steve couldn't help but flick his eyes to the open space, the air around him, even though of course no one that high could see - unless they had a scope, or high-powered telescope pointed exactly at them. "The world may see me naked up here."

"Better get in the water then," she said, grinning a wide smile that, in retrospect, should have warned him. Darcy was too quick for him though and, well, the bigger they are, the easier they are to push off balance.
Right into water.

Darcy chuckled, pleased with herself, and divested herself of her last two items of clothing as Steve surfaced and sputtered. When she popped up in front of him, sans unicorn bra, he noted, he grinned widely.

"You enjoyed that."

"Damn right," she said, pressing her thigh against his. "You're not naked."

Steve's grin widened. "I seem to have my hands busy," he made half-hearted water-treading motions, "keeping all this bulk afloat." His full lips curled into something dangerously close to a knowing smirk, cockier, and merrier than most people would give him credit for.

Darcy's answering smile - and the brush of fingertips on his ribs, rapidly moving downward - said she would be more than glad to help.

Edited Date: 2016-08-31 11:30 pm (UTC)

Fill - Star Trek AOS [G]

Date: 2016-09-27 09:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] morethanmending.livejournal.com
Characters: Hikaru Sulu, Ben Sulu, Demora Sulu
Pairing: Hikaru/Ben
Fic Contains: family fluff

---

"Daddy, I'm thirsty," Demora said from across the picnic table. A napkin was tucked into the neck of her shirt and there was barbecue sauce smeared across her face.

Hikaru looked up from his plate of spare ribs. He thumbed at the corner of his mouth. "You've got a bit of food there," he said.

Demora rubbed her fist across her mouth, leaving a wide trail of sauce in her wake.

Hikaru shook his head and moved to sit next to her, napkin held at the ready.

"What happened to your water?" Ben asked.

"I drank it all," Demora said.

"Told you those wings were spicy," Hikaru commented, catching Demora's chin in his hand. He licked the napkin and dabbed at the corners of Demora's mouth.

"Gross," she complained, nose scrunching as she tried to turn her head away.

"You can finish my lemonade," Ben said, pushing the glass towards his daughter. He wiped at his own mouth before crumpling the napkin and dropping it on his empty plate.

Demora frowned. "I don't like lemonade."

"Bet you'll like it more than a fiery tongue and a dry throat," Hikaru teased.

"Bet I'd like an ice cream sundae more than that," Demora said, turning hopeful brown eyes towards her father.

Hikaru smiled. "Nice try, but no."

"But my throat is scorched!" Demora cried as Hikaru started cleaning her cheeks. "I can feel my veins drying up from the heat."

"I could order you another glass of water," Hikaru offered.

"Water's boring," Demora pouted, crossing her arms.

"Yeah, but it gets the job done," Hikaru said, turning Demora's face this way and that. "There. You're clean."

"Let's see how long it stays that way," Ben said, a tiny smirk pulling at his lips.

Demora made a face at her Papa. "You guys think you're so funny," she grumbled.

"That's because we are," Hikaru said, dropping a quick kiss to Demora's head before he stood. He held out a hand for her. "Ready?"

"Fine," Demora said, grabbing his hand and allowing him to pull her away from the table and back towards their car, Ben trailing behind.

---

End.

Re: Fill - Star Trek AOS [G]

From: [identity profile] morethanmending.livejournal.com - Date: 2016-10-04 01:10 pm (UTC) - Expand

Date: 2016-08-30 04:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] laurose8.livejournal.com
Hercules Poirot, Poirot, Poirot is offered the chance to study Loch Ness.

Date: 2016-08-30 04:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] laurose8.livejournal.com
Norse mythology, the Midgard Serpent, the serpent as a young monster.

Date: 2016-08-30 05:29 am (UTC)
tigriswolf: (growing up (hurts))
From: [personal profile] tigriswolf

author's choice, author's choice, aftermath of the flood
From: [identity profile] megan-moonlight.livejournal.com
When he had been looking at the Crestwood lake for the first time, Maxwell had no idea how much learning about its history would affect him later.

At first, helping people of Crestwood had been just another item on the long list of everything Maxwell had to do to close the Breach and stop Corypheus. Once he had defeated the bandits that had claimed Caer Bronach for themselves, though, and had managed to drain the lake to gain access to the rift that had been responsible for the attacks of the demons, everything had changed.

Seeing the ruins of Old Crestwood that had emerged once the water had disappeared had been so shocking that Maxwell had leaned against the wall to keep himself upright, feeling completely devastated by the sight. Iron Bull had put one hand on Maxwell's shoulder right then, and Cassandra had asked Maxwell if he was alright, but he hadn't been. He still wasn't.

The flood had destroyed everything and this knowledge had been horrifying enough, but seeing the extent of all the damage up close, when Maxwell had been walking through the ruins of the city to get to the flooded caves, had been even more overwhelming. He was glad that Iron Bull, Cole and Cassandra had been there with him, supporting him, because he hadn't been prepared to face everything he had seen there. He was certain that he most likely wouldn't have been able to confront the horror of seeing a place where so many people had suffered and died alone.

Almost a year has passed since Maxwell had closed the rift in the lake, revealing the ruins of Old Crestwood in the process, and since he had helped to find the bodies of people lost in the flood. He had made sure to visit Crestwood as often as possible since then, so that he could watch the city come back to life after the citizens had found out about what Gregory Dedrick had done a decade earlier.

As he visited Caer Bronach and talked to the Crestwood citizens about how was everyone doing, Maxwell still couldn't believe what the Mayor had done all those years ago. Of course Maxwell was aware that the Blight and the possibility of darkspawn attacks could inspire fear and terror even in the bravest of warriors. He couldn't hold against Dedrick that the man had been afraid of the sickness overtaking the village, but still, Maxwell also couldn't help feeling that there must have been another way of dealing with it. There must have been something else that the then Mayor could have done to stop the sickness from spreading, and to resolve the problem without sacrificing people to do so.

However, even if Maxwell overheard some people saying that he should have executed Dedrick as a punishment for what the man had done, he did not second guess his decision to send the then Mayor to the Grey Wardens. Even if nothing would undo what the Crestwood village had went through, maybe Dedrick could try to atone for his deeds by helping to save other people and fighting darkspawn, while Crestwood continued to recover.

Date: 2016-08-30 05:46 am (UTC)
tigriswolf: (oops (hi!))
From: [personal profile] tigriswolf

author's choice, author's choice, a selkie meets a mermaid

Date: 2016-08-30 05:47 am (UTC)
tigriswolf: (the rainstorm and the river)
From: [personal profile] tigriswolf

author's choice, author's choice, not waving but drowning

Date: 2016-08-30 05:52 am (UTC)
tigriswolf: (the deep)
From: [personal profile] tigriswolf

author's choice, author's choice, it rises from the deep

Fill: SPN/SG Multiverse, monster hunters

Date: 2016-10-10 03:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com
The team encounters Lovecraftian horror. Color of Insanity (http://archiveofourown.org/works/8251087).

Date: 2016-08-30 05:54 am (UTC)
tigriswolf: (old man of the forest)
From: [personal profile] tigriswolf

any fandom with aliens, author's choice, "You mean, there's an entire part of your planet you still haven't fully explored?"

Date: 2016-08-30 06:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] doreyg.livejournal.com
Animorphs – KA Applegate, Tobias/Ax,

Your songs remind me of swimming,
Which I forgot when I started to sink
Dragged further away from the shore,
And deeper into the drink

Date: 2016-08-30 06:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] doreyg.livejournal.com
Babylon 5, G’Kar/Londo Mollari,

And the ships are left to rust
That’s what the water gave us

Date: 2016-08-30 06:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] doreyg.livejournal.com
Batman (comics), Tim Drake/Bruce Wayne,

Looking up from underneath
Fractured moonlight on the sea
Reflections still look the same to me
As before I went under

Date: 2016-08-30 06:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] doreyg.livejournal.com
Starman (comics), Jack Knight/The Shade,

Good God, under starless skies we are lost,
And into the breach we got tossed,
And the water's coming in fast!

Date: 2016-08-30 06:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] doreyg.livejournal.com
The Demonata – Darren Shan, Juni Swan +/ any,

And I've been sitting at the bottom of a swimming pool
For a while now, drowning my thoughts out with the sounds

Date: 2016-08-30 07:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] profshallowness.livejournal.com
Any, Any/Any, you feel like an ocean being warmed by the sun

Fill, The Flash, Joe/Caitlin

Date: 2016-08-30 08:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] helsinkibaby.livejournal.com
You don't know when it started. 

Not when you first met, when it felt like you were encased in a solid block of ice after losing Ronnie. You were concentrating on your job, on rebuilding STAR Labs, on saving Barry's life. Sure, you and Joe ended up sharing way too many late night cups of coffee by his bedside, and you might even have noticed then how easy he was to talk to, what a nice man he was. 

But it was idle observation, if even that. 

It wasn't even after that, during that year when you found and lost Ronnie all over again. Oh, by that stage you might have noticed that, like Eddie, Joe was a handsome man, that you liked to see him smile, liked to hear him laugh. You might have noticed that you felt safe when he was around, had confidence that he would help come up with a plan, help execute it, return your found family to you with the minimum of harm. 

But nothing started then. 

Not when you had Jay - Hunter - Zoom - whatever the hell he wanted to call himself. You let yourself fall for him, let him into your heart, into your bed and afterwards, the double sting of loss and betrayal had matched any pain you felt when you lost Ronnie. 

You've blocked a lot of that time out but one thing you remember, clear as ice, is kneeling on the floor of the police precinct, looking up at Joe on the balcony. Your eyes met and you knew the question he was asking you without saying a word and you know that when you barely nodded your head, he understood. 

Just like you know that when he left, even though you were alone with a madman, you didn't feel alone.  

Maybe it was then. 

No, it was definitely then. 

Of course, life intervened, as it always does. Barry losing his powers, losing Henry, finally defeating Zoom, all that had to be dealt with. And then there was the time afterwards that Barry swears he remembers that you never will, but that has a shadow haunting Cisco's eyes and, if the shadows under them are anything to go by, his dreams as well. 

You take care of them both because they're your family,  because that's what you do. 

It comes as a bit of a surprise to realise that you're not the only one doing that. That you're not alone. 

Then one day when you and Joe have put everyone else back together, he turns to you and he smiles and it's like you're suddenly seeing him for the first time. You feel like an ocean being warmed by the sun and when he asks you if you'd like to go get a cup of coffee, you don't hesitate to say yes. 

You've both looked after everyone else for long enough. 

It's time for you now. 

Date: 2016-08-30 07:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] profshallowness.livejournal.com
The Musketeers, Queen Anne, bathing,

Date: 2016-08-30 09:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] killing-kurare.livejournal.com
Any, Any (anything actually :D),

Seawards, seawards
Sail your vassels
Human plaything for my waves
Seawards, seawards
Sail your vassels
'Til my seabed is your grave

Date: 2016-08-30 09:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] killing-kurare.livejournal.com
Sailor Moon, Haruka/Michiru,

I am like the endless ocean
Carry dreams to distant shores
You are like the wind that moves me
Whispering breeze and roaring storm

Date: 2016-08-30 09:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] killing-kurare.livejournal.com
Any, any mermaid/+any, I'll give you salty kisses

Re: fill. Disney, Ariel/Belle

From: [identity profile] killing-kurare.livejournal.com - Date: 2016-08-31 10:21 am (UTC) - Expand

Date: 2016-08-30 09:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] killing-kurare.livejournal.com
Any, Any,

It comes in waves
I close my eyes
Hold my breath
And let it bury me

FILL: SPN, weechesters, summer fluff

Date: 2016-08-31 11:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cozy-coffee.livejournal.com
It doesn’t seem real, like he is dreaming. Or as if he is floating out to sea, drowning in a rush of crashing rocks and cool water cascading against his skin. His heart is warm and his soul is cleansed, not a care in the world nor any weight on his shoulders. The blissful rush comes in waves and smiles at him, tickles his tummy and kisses his chubby freckled cheeks.

This happiness he feels seems false, and yet here he was, happily content with the world at his fingertips.

By the time he’s finished chasing fireflies Dean’s cheeks are rosy pink and his sides hurt so badly from all the giggling he has done and everything is bright and beautiful, and for a second he feels normal. Not the first born son of the greatest hunter in the world, not a freak; just a regular little boy playing in the field behind his uncle’s house, carefree and young at heart. The sun has set and the dark sky is glowing with twinkling stars, the buzzing firelight flies mingling with the darkness to light up the night.

Sammy calls to him from the porch, the little boy is holding two glasses of chilled ice tea and smiling so brightly his dimples twinkle like the midnight sparkling sky. Dean joins Sam on the porch and they sit together, watching all the fireflies twinkle and dance around them as they sip the cool, sweet summer treat.

A few fireflies come within reach, twinkling as if to say hello, and one even lands on Sammy's nose—the little boy is beside himself with bubbly, giggling laughter, his nose lighting up like Rudolf the red nosed reindeer as the fireflies sparkle.

Yes, for one moment in time, Dean can pretend that there are no monsters or demons; it’s just him and Sammy, young at heart and joyfully happy.

♥ END ♥

Date: 2016-08-30 09:51 am (UTC)
ext_145589: I prefer my boys fictional. (X - I Am What I Am)
From: [identity profile] drabblewriter.livejournal.com
Sailor Moon, Ami Mizuno and/or Michiru Kaioh, she only truly feels at home in the water

Date: 2016-08-30 10:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] killing-kurare.livejournal.com
Any, Any,

Person 1: Oh my god, there's something in the water!
Person 2: * is in the water* What, where?!
Person 1: It looks like ... MY GIRL-/BOYFRIEND! *shoves girl-/boyfriend into the water* :D
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