Four Seasons Thursday

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Hello, everyone. I’m fabrisse and today's theme is the four seasons of the year, appropriate for the autumnal equinox, yes? Prompts can be a year in the life of a character or relationship using the seasons as touch points, or a glorious spring fling, summer romance, autumn harvest, or winter escapade. It can be someone in the autumn of her life reflecting on her summer and spring (or meditating on her life’s approaching winter). It can be the feasts or fasts of the seasons. It can even be something about Vivaldi’s music or Frankie Valli and The Four Seasons (if you must).

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 spoiler cut.
If there are possible triggers in your story, please warn for them in the subject line!

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...
Kill Your Darlings, Allen Ginsburg/Lucien Carr, The heat goes out in the dorm on a cold winter night so they huddle together for warmth.
Stargate SG-1, Jack O’Neill + Daniel Jackson + Samantha Carter + Teal’c, the hardest part of gate travel is that the seasons on the other side of the gate don’t match Colorado’s
The Hour, Bel Rowley/Freddy Lyon (Lix Storm, Hector Madden optional), He was gone for a year, and each season gave him a new way to miss his Moneypenny.

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Not feeling any of today’s prompts? Check out Lonely Prompts Spreadsheet 1 (not very current), Lonely Prompts Spreadsheet 2, or the Calendar Archives, or for more recent prompts, you can use LJ's advanced search options to find prompts to request and/or fill.

While the Lonely Prompts Spreadsheets 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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[megan-moonlight.livejournal.com]

Justice League Cartoon, Bruce Wayne/Wally West, cuddling in front of a fireplace when it's snowing outside

[megan-moonlight.livejournal.com]

Young Avengers, Kate Bishop/America Chavez + Teddy Altman/Billy Kaplan + the rest of the team, a summer trip to the beach

[megan-moonlight.livejournal.com]

Star Trek (TOS or AOS), James Kirk/Leonard McCoy+/Spock, shore leave on a planet where the summer season is much hotter than on Earth

[megan-moonlight.livejournal.com]

Donald Strachey Mysteries, Donald Strachey/Timothy Callahan + Watson, Don and Timmy watch Watson play with red and brown leaves

Fill: Donald Strachey Mysteries - Donald Strachey/Timothy Callahan + Watson - Puppy Power

[lil-1337.livejournal.com]

Donald pushed the smaller pile of leaves he had just finished raking into the edge of the large one that dominated the backyard then stepped back to admire his handiwork.

The sound of backdoor closing was followed by the scrabble of claws on the patio tile. Bracing himself for what he knew was coming next he dodged to the side as a small, white, ball of energy dashed past him and landed in the leaves with a thump, his perfect pile exploding into the air and out as Watson turned it into his personal play toy.

Warm arms wrapped around his waist and Donald leaned back into Timmy's familiar embrace. "I could just keep him in the house until you bagged them you know. That way you wouldn't have to rake them twice."

Donald shrugged, chuckling as he watched Watson tearing around in a frenzy, red and brown leaves stuck in his fur. "He's having so much fun it seems wrong to deprive him of that. Besides," he added, turning slightly to plant a kiss on Timmy's jaw, "it gives me an excuse to stand here and cuddle up with you."

[megan-moonlight.livejournal.com]

Gakuen Heaven, Shinomiya Kouji/Iwai Takuto, Kouji gives Takuto his scarf and gloves because Takuto looks like he's cold

Fill: Gauken Heaven - Kouji Shinomiya/Takuto Iwai - Cover Up

[lil-1337.livejournal.com]

The wind whipped around the corner of the art building pulling on Takuto's hair and blowing it into his face. Using one hand to push it back out of his eyes he shivered, wishing he had paid more attention to the piles of storm clouds when he had left his room earlier in the day. He'd been so focused on the idea for his newest painting that they'd seemed unimportant.

"Why are you out here in only a thin jacket?"

Takuto startled, surprised to find Kouji at his elbow. Either he was a certified ninja or Takuto had let himself get lost in his thoughts again. He was guessing it was the second though the idea of Kouji in a tight, black, ninja outfit was enough to make his cheeks burn with embarrassment. "It wasn't so cold when I left this morning."

"You should pay more attention to the weather." Kouji's reprimand was kind and his touch gentle as he wrapped the heavy scarf he had been wearing around Takuto's neck, making sure to cover his ears and pin his unruly hair in place. "You're shivering."

Takuto nodded, not willing to admit out loud that the fact he had trembling had more to do with Kouji than the first, fat, raindrops that heralded the beginning of the storm.

"Here, you'd better take these too." Kouji handed Takuto a pair of expensive fur lined gloves which he slipped on gratefully. "Better?" He asked when Takuto was done.

"Yes, thank you. I'm sorry to be such a burden."

"No, it's fine." Kouji resumed walking in the direction of the dorm, a soft smile toying at the corner of his lips. "I like the way you look in them."

[tigriswolf]

author's choice, author's choice, "It's not winter if there's no snow!"

FILL: Shadowhunters, Magnus/Alec, fluff/cuddling

[cozy-coffee.livejournal.com]

For as blistering and smoldering hot as the summer days are, the chilly, cold winters were worse. With the fading golden rays steam behind the horizon, a frost seeped into Alec’s bones as a thick fog clouded the night. The town had been blanketed in snow, and while he enjoys playing out in it, running wild and carefree throwing snow balls at Magnus, Alec is not a fan of snowy nights.

He couldn’t hate snow all together, what was winter without snow?! But when he was trying to find his way to the dream world, the frost kept him from getting a good night’s sleep.

On this night when the bright twinkling stars were frozen in the sky, a sharp breeze somehow found its way into the loft. Cursing softly, he shimmy’s deeper into the bed sheets, finding his boyfriend sleeping next to him, undisturbed by the frost. The cold never bothered Magnus, and even on the coldest of days, his skin was hot to touch; Alec always joked that Magnus was his heat blanket, which always earned him an endearing grin and kiss.

He sighed softly as he cuddles into his boyfriend’s arms, a bit breathless from a moment as he gazes fondly at his boyfriend. Lips as red as a rose. Skin kissed by the sun, warm and soft as velvet. Eyes that sparkled like the diamonds in the sky. Snuggling into Magnus arms, who even in sleep cuddled him, Alec found peaceful dreams on this snowy winter night.

(END)

[tigriswolf]

author's choice, author's choice, baby's first [winter, spring, summer, fall]

[tigriswolf]

author's choice, author's choice, snowbirds

[tigriswolf]

author's choice, author's choice, "It's so fucking hot - how do you live this every year?"

Not A Fill

[lil-1337.livejournal.com]

I live in Southern Arizona, this is my actual life.

[tigriswolf]

RPF, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, beach trip

[cozy-coffee.livejournal.com]

Any, any otp, autumn

Fill

[schweinsty.livejournal.com]

Super quick and short, but it's my forever-OTP. Set during an early season.

The clearing the body's in is large, ten feet in radius, more or less, but it's surrounded by trees with leaves so red in the autumn change that it looks like a shifting, rustling fire in his peripheral vision. It's nippy out, and he draws his bulky overcoat close in as he crouches.

Techs and police officers move around him, mutter things about him that they think he can't hear, but he doesn't pay it any attention, focusing on the body, on the strange marks on the face and the fur clutched in the death-stiff fingers.

The red, though, that he notices. The shock of color that emerges from among the low-hanging leaves, moving firmly and purposefully in his direction. It's only momentary before his attention snaps back to the mystery on hand, he knows, but she's the only one who can distract him--even if she doesn't try.

He looks up at her stern, serious frown of concentration and grins, loose and easy even in the cold.

"Mulder," she says as she crouches down next to him. "What've we got?"

[cozy-coffee.livejournal.com]

Any, any/any, cuddling in winter

[captainzarina.livejournal.com]

“You know, you made me get this kotatsu table, and winter days like these are what it’s perfect for,” Kyouya comments off-handedly, but Tamaki remains stubbornly in place. In fact, if anything, his posture as he leans against the doorframe only gets worse. Kyouya’s eyes briefly roll upwards towards the ceiling. “You’re being a baby,” he concludes with a one-shouldered shrug. Tamaki’s brow furrows as he tries to comprehend how Kyouya - his Kyouya! – can be so apathetic. It’s baffling, truly!

Well, maybe not baffling. This is Kyouya he’s dealing with, after all.

“I am not being a baby,” Tamaki grumbles, uncharacteristically sullen. “But I am refusing to get any closer to you until you apologize!”

“I didn’t even mean it as an insult,” says Kyoua, who by now has opened up a book. He doesn’t look up from it as he speaks. “In fact, I don’t see how you possibly saw it that way.”

“You said Haruhi isn’t really our dear daughter!” Tamaki shouts, pointing an accusing finger in Kyouya’s direction.

“Well, technically speaking, she’s not.”

“There is no room in this life for technicalities! We must grasp whimsy and hold onto it tight!”

“You know, some people might find your rejection of reality alarming.”

Tamaki slides down the doorframe until he’s seated on the floor. “Are you ‘some people’?”

“Hmm.” Kyouya genuinely considers this. “No. I suppose not.” He notices that Tamaki is shivering, then, and shakes his head. “Are you really going to stay there until I apologize?”

“Yes.”

“Fine. I’m sorry,” Kyouya states, his voice downright cold.

“You don’t mean that,” Tamaki pouts, even as he scoots closer across the floor.

“I don’t, but it is an apology.” It’s an awkward motion, but he holds out one arm and gestures Tamaki towards him. Tamaki crawls the rest of the way over the floor to Kyouya, and settles in beneath both his arm and the kotatsu table. Kyouya may not be much of a cuddler, but Tamaki makes up for that. Honestly, neither is complaining – and at least they’re warm.

[schweinsty.livejournal.com]

NYSM, gen, adjusting to a London winter

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

Gundam Wing, any colony-born, adjusting to seasons on Earth.

Fill: Gundam Wing - Quatre Winner + Duo Maxwell - Season In The Sun

[lil-1337.livejournal.com]

"It's so cold." Quatre shivered, snuggling deeper into his heavy coat.

Duo laughed, smirking in amusement. "You think this is cold you should spend on some time on L2. When the weather controls break down, which is all the fucking time, it makes this look like a summer day."

"I'm sorry." Quatre rested a hand encased in an expensive leather glove on Duo's arm.

"Don't worry." Ducking the look of Quatre's horrified sympathy Duo quickly changed the subject. "Why don't you go inside if you're cold? Wufei's got the fire going and Trowa was going to make hot cider."

"I will, soon." Quatre wandered a little further down the leaf strewn path. "It's just so beautiful I want to enjoy every minute of it that I can." He was silent for a minute staring up at the mostly naked branches. "It's so different here on Earth. On L4 we never really had seasons, everything was programed to be the right temperature all the time. Here the weather seems so random and harsh and yet so real." He stopped, chuckling ruefully. "You must think I'm crazy."

"Nope." Duo shook his head then steering Quatre by the shoulders, turned him around he was headed back in the direction of the lodge. "It's weird for me too. Makes me jealous of the people who grew up here."

"Oh good." Quatre relaxed, a smile lighting his face. "I thought it was just me."

[daria234.livejournal.com]

DCU, Bruce/any or Jason/any or Clark/Lex, jumping in a pile of fall leaves

Fill: Alfred + Bruce/Harley Quinn

[killing-kurare.livejournal.com]

When Bruce had told him about his newest love interest, Alfred had just looked at him with disbelief. “Master Bruce, are you sure …?”
“As much as it surprises myself, but I have to say: I actually am,” Bruce had answered, and Alfred was just as surprised at the smile that accompanied that answer.

But with time passing by he found himself actually feeling some strange kind of relief. He had always worried about the young Master; he was too serious, too grim, too sullen …
But since he was spending more and more time with Miss Quinn Alfred was able to discover a side of Bruce he had long since missed. He had started to hum, wore a smile on his face for no reason, and his mood was light. He even joked around with Alfred from time to time - something the old man would never admit to have missed.

And so it didn’t really take Alfred by surprise when he was cleaning the windows one beautiful fall day and happened to watch the young couple fool around in the garden. With a smile on his wrinkled face he witnessed his young Master laugh heartily out when Miss Quinn jumped from one pile of fallen leaves into another, kicking and throwing up the autumn foliage so it rained down upon them, and Bruce was laughing so hard his eyes started to tear up and he had to wipe them.

Alfred also laughed softly to himself when Miss Quinn took the other man’s hand and pulled him down with her into a bigger pile of leaves, and together they rolled around in it until she ended on top of him and they shared an affectionate kiss.

The butler cleared his throat as to call himself to order and averted his eyes. “Shame on you, Alfred. Spying on your Master,” he muttered and moved along. “Surely there is something else for you to do,” he reprimanded; but not without a smile on his face.

[daria234.livejournal.com]

Flarrowverse, any m/m, autumn

[daria234.livejournal.com]

MCU or Flarrowverse or DCU, any m/m or f/f or ot3 or team, snowball fight

Fill: MCU, Bruce Banner/Scott Lang/Darcy Lewis – “Snowball Fight”

[megan-moonlight.livejournal.com]

And here is another ficlet :) This time filled with a random generated OT3 *lol*
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Bruce was not a fan of winter.

The colder the weather was, the more sleepy Bruce felt, and that was why he ended up napping in the middle of the day, when he had only meant to close his eyes for a while. As he looked at his watch he realized that he slept for almost two hours. Sighing quietly, he stretched his arms and adjusted his glasses, before going to the kitchen. Some hot chocolate would make him feel better right away.

Just as he walked up to the kitchen counter he heard someone laugh loudly. Looking out of the window, he saw Darcy running after Scott, throwing snowballs at him, and Bruce couldn’t help smiling at the sight. He had no idea how long the two had been outside for, but judging by how red their cheeks were, he assumed it was definitely more than half an hour.

He found two more mugs in the cupboard and prepared chocolate for all three of them. He guessed Scott and Darcy could use some, too.

After he put on a sweater, a jacket, and gloves Darcy had given him as a gift, he grabbed two mugs and went outside.

When he opened the door, he barely managed to avoid a big snowball, which ended up hitting the door, right next to his head.

“Shit! Sorry, Bruce!”

Scott winced, and when he made a move to walk up to Bruce, a snowball thrown by Darcy hit him right in the back of the neck. Some snow must have gotten behind the collar of his jacked, too, judging by Scott’s yelp.

“Hey! Not fair!”

“Totally fair!” Darcy yelled back, before she joined Scott, and then they both walked up to Bruce. “I win again.”

Bruce just smiled at the offended look on Scott’s face. “Nope. That one didn’t count. Bruce distracted me.”

“You always say that. I don’t think it counts as an excuse anymore.”

“It totally counts! Have you seen his face?”

“Oh, I did,” Darcy grinned, winking at Bruce, who felt himself blush. “I still say everything’s fair in love and snowball fights, though.”

“Fine,” Scott grumbled. He accepted the mug Bruce handed him, and pecked him on the cheek. As he took the first sip of hot chocolate, he sighed, clearly content. “That’s so good. I really needed that.”

“No problem. We’ll owe Maggie chocolate, though,” Bruce smiled. “Come on, let’s go inside.”

Darcy took the second mug from Bruce and pecked him on the lips, before following Scott inside. “We both could use some warming up, right, Scottie?”

Scott turned around, walking backwards now, and waggled his eyebrows at Bruce, who just shook his head, not even bothering to hide the smile that appeared on his face.

Later, when they were sitting on the couch, Darcy and Scott wrapped in thick blankets, both snuggling up to Bruce as they kept coming up with things that could go wrong during a zombie apocalypse presented in a movie they were watching, Bruce decided that he didn’t mind winter as much as he thought.

[daria234.livejournal.com]

Any, any m/m or f/f or gen, cherry blossoms in spring

Fandom: West Wing

[blue-sunflowers.livejournal.com]

"It's that time of year again, Donna!" Josh practically skipped into his office, his assistant following behind faithfully. "Saw the first blooms on the cherry blossoms down by the Jefferson!"

Donna blew into her kleenex, her nose already ruby red from her allergies. "I hate you."

[daria234.livejournal.com]

Any, any, hot drink on a cold day

Fill: Brooklyn 99 - Rosa Diaz - Winter Wonderland

[lil-1337.livejournal.com]

Rosa closed her eyes as she took a sip of her coffee, feeling the steam from the mug begin the process of thawing out her frozen face. Shutting out the sounds of Jake and Amy making a lame ass attempt at flirting and Gina talking about something stupid, she focused on the caffeine laden warmth in her cup.

Hot, fresh, coffee was the best part of New York winters. That and watching Boyle fall on his ass every time there was ice. Come to think of it she enjoyed the Polar Bear thing with The Captain too even if she'd pretty frozen her tits off doing it. Watching Amy lose her shit had been pretty funny too.

She smiled into her cup, quickly glancing around the squad room to make sure that no one had seen her. Now that she was warm and comfortable she might be willing to concede, if she was forced to under threat of serious bodily harm, that winter wasn't so bad.

[captainzarina.livejournal.com]

any, any/+any, first crocus of spring

[untldeathtakeme.livejournal.com]

Any, Any+/any, the moment of pause, of deep breath when you stand outside during the first spring rains

[untldeathtakeme.livejournal.com]

Any, Any/Any, a rain-soaked kiss during a summer storm.

[ami-ven.livejournal.com]

MCU/Hawkeye Comics, Clint Barton/Phil Coulson + Kate Bishop, bored archers start shooting at falling leaves

[ami-ven.livejournal.com]

Any space-based fandom, any, simulating the seasons