Tuesday Traveling

[aivix.livejournal.com]

Good Morning, loves! I’m aivix and today's theme is Traveling. Prompts must be related to any and all forms of travel or journey.

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...
+ Stargate: Atlantis, John Sheppard/Rodney McKay, "We're never going on a roadtrip again." "What road? We're in the Jumper!"
+ The Martian, Mark Watney, With the way his crewmates were acting on the journey home, he might have been better off on Mars.
+ seaQuest, Nathan Bridger + Lucas Wolenczak, Planes never compared to the seaQuest.

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[drabblewriter.livejournal.com]

Star Wars, any, entertaining themselves during long hyperspace trips

[aivix.livejournal.com]

Stargate: Atlantis, John Sheppard/Rodney McKay, "We're never going on a roadtrip again." "What road? We're in the Jumper!"

[aivix.livejournal.com]

The Martian, Mark Watney, With the way his crewmates were acting on the journey home, he might have been better off on Mars.

[aivix.livejournal.com]

seaQuest, Nathan Bridger + Lucas Wolenczak, Planes never compared to the seaQuest.

[withasmile87.livejournal.com]

any, any, getting lost in a big city.

Fill 1/3: SGA Mafia AU

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

“We’re lost,” John said. He was following Evan down a series of alleys, away from the building that may or may not have been actual FBI offices. Based on the seal on the floor and the plaques and memorials hanging on the walls, John thought the building had been legitimate, but he doubted that the FBI agents who’d interrogated him and Evan were legitimate agents. At least, not all of them.

And then Nancy.

“No, we’re not.” Evan paused, consulted a mental map, turned an abrupt left and kept walking. He shed his jacket as he went - San Francisco in May was pleasant, even late at night - and rolled up his sleeves. Altering his appearance.

“They’re going to find us,” John said. “This is their city. You haven’t lived here since you were sixteen. You -”

Evan spun around, caught John by the arm. “Baby John, listen to me. I know what I’m doing.”

That brought John up short. “Why do you keep calling me that?”

“Because right now we’re not Major Lorne and Colonel Sheppard. This is a different war. This isn’t who we are every day; this is part of our past that we never really left behind. We’re leaving it behind tonight. But we need to embrace it one more time before the fight is done.”

John’s memories of Bluebell from his adolescence were watered down with time, with passion, with nostalgia, of a skinny-limbed, wide-eyed Evan who’d twined his arms around John and kissed him and kissed him and kissed him before skimming out of his clothes and riding John all night long.

John’s memories of Bluebell in Atlantis, the man who helped rescue John from the throes of the Iratus virus (that was still in his blood), were fuzzier. Most of them involved rough sex on the floor of a jumper. He’d never really appreciated Evan’s carefully cultivated supply lines on Atlantis, the wider network he must have had in Pegasus to get John and the rest of his time out of the clutches of an inter-planetary tribunal. John hadn’t realized he didn’t know Bluebell.

Evan had grown up in a Family, yes. But he hadn’t been like John, the heir to the throne. He’d been a bastard prince turned foot soldier, had clawed his way up the ranks to officer, and he was something else.

“We have to get back to Atlantis,” John said.

Evan shook his head. “Not good enough. If we don’t take care of this now, we will never be safe on Earth again.”

“Evan -”

“John.” Evan closed his eyes, looking pained. “I’m so, so sorry to have dragged you into this. There’s someplace I need to go, to help set this right. And you’re right - I haven’t been in this city in a long time, don’t know it as well as they do. But I know enough. Do you trust me?”

John nodded, but he wasn’t sure.

“Okay. Then let’s go.” Evan continued walking.

John trotted to keep up with him. He moved fast, for a guy as short as he was. “How do you know Nancy?”

“She’s one of my cousins,” Evan said.

And just like that, it all clicked into place. Nancy O’Hara. From Boston. Evan said his mother had been one of the O’Haras, married off to one of the Davytyans for political purposes, but she’d fled to California and taken up with the Flanigans for protection.

That was why Nancy had felt so betrayed when she learned who John was. Not just because she was looking out for her career as a prosecutor, but because he was part of the like she’d run from.

“I helped her get out. She ran to California. I ran to the Academy. She stepped into my shoes, with a lot of my old contacts - place to stay, small-time job, car. And I built a new life for myself.”

“You helped a lot of people get out,” John said. “But you never really did.”

“Like I said, some habits die hard.” Evan paused at the mouth of an alley, checked both directions of the cross street, took a sharp right. They were weaving through the backs of businesses - restaurants and shops. Evan had a wad of cash and was handing out twenties like they were nothing, and people were nodding, tucking them away.

The ruse lasted only so long until John and Evan were ducking out of a fortune teller’s shop and John heard Uncle Declan say, “Seen these men? There’s a C-note in it for you.”

Where John and Evan had just been walking at a brisk pace, Evan broke into a run.

[withasmile87.livejournal.com]

The Walking Dead, Paul "Jesus" Rovia/Daryl Dixon, Stuck in the same car on a really long road trip.

[withasmile87.livejournal.com]

Charmed, Paige Matthews, Orbing made things much easier for her when it came to going places.

[withasmile87.livejournal.com]

RPF, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, They go on a vacation to save their relationship.

[withasmile87.livejournal.com]

any, any, character a never gets sick of going to new places but character b just wants to settle down and raise a family instead of always traveling.

Re: Fill 1 / 3 : The Faculty - Casey Connor & Zeke Tyler

[prisca1960.livejournal.com]

With sparkling eyes, Casey glanced at the photos in front of him, all of them labeled with pink stickers with handwritten notes on it.

A stone bridge, leading from one rock to another over a small but high abyss over the ocean. Gaiola Bridge, Naples, Italy. Beautiful view around. Ask Zeke if he is unafraid of heights

A large, medieval castle, built out of many small rocks. Castillo de La Cueva, Cebolleros, Burgos, Spain. Interesting background but maybe a bit too overcrowded by tourists

A crystal clear lake, surrounded by high rocks; a waterfall was falling into through a small canyon. Fairy Pools, Isle of Skye, Scotland. Magic!

And Zeke knew where this would go to. Though they just came back home three weeks ago, Casey was already planning their next trip. Europe this time. Without any question the places he had chosen were amazing. Like all the places they had visited during the last two years. As a photographer, Casey was always looking for unusual motifs and more than once he had already sold his pics to the one or the other traveling- or nature magazine.

He wouldn't get rich with the money he earned, but it was always enough to finance the next trip. And the next one. And the next one.

"Scotland, I'd say," Casey said finally and pointed at the lake with the waterfall.
"It's an interesting country with a lot of beauty around. We can start in Edinburgh; spend some days there; rent a car to discover the surrounding. A visit of the Kelpies at Helix is an absolute must. And I would like to visit a lighthouse, too; of course, best in the evening with a light-show. But we also need to go to the spooky, tragic places of Scotland.

Maybe Culloden, in the 18th-century thousands of clansmen were cut down there when the army of Bonnie prince Charlie was defeated. A sad place, but a historical one we shouldn't miss. Or the St Andrew's Cathedral, which is haunted by two ghosts, a friendly monk you can meet on the stairs at St Rule’s Tower, and the beautiful White Lady.“

He laughed softly.
„I guess, it would be fun to meet her. Maybe she's willing to pose for a shot, or two."

Zeke sighed, well knowing that remaining silent for longer wouldn't change anything. It was time for some serious talk.

"Case," he said.
"What do think about taking a break?"

"A break?"
Casey blinked confusedly.
"But I'm not tired. I would like to plan our tour through, so tomorrow we could book the flights and maybe start the trip next week. It's the best time for ...“

Slowly Zeke shook his head.
„I won't come with you this time,“ he interrupted him gently.

A loud coughing was the only reaction; Casey stared at him as if he was wondering if Zeke had lost his mind.

Zeke dropped down onto the chair opposite his friend, his lover, watching him. This was the hardest thing he had ever done. He knew, these trips meant a lot for Casey. And for sure he wanted him to be happy. He deserved it. The time at Highschool hadn't been easy; he had always been the odd one out, the geek, no one cared much about. Not even his parents had ever stepped in for him.

Then Mary Beth. The alien queen who had tried to take over the school, the town, maybe the world. And Casey had turned into a hero; though no one had ever cared about him, he had saved all of them by killing her last minute.

Boon and bane. Finally, Casey had gotten at least some of the acceptance he deserved. But he had hated the attention he got from the media. At least his parents had been smart enough to demand fair payment for every interview, for every picture. When the fame after a while started to fade away and Casey finally graduated he had had a well-stocked bank account. He would be able to go to every art-college he wanted; New York, San Francisco, Boston ...

go to part 2

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

MCU, Natasha Romanoff+Any, Hitching a ride

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Any, Any,

Movin' right along
Footloose and fancy-free
Getting there is half the fun, come share it with me
(Alkaline Trio, Muppet remake)

Fill 1/3: Stargate Multiverse, family AU

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

Evan, in true Evan fashion, had their touristy days in DC planned to a T, but not in the kind of overly-controlling, tour-guide kind of way that had always driven Tyler crazy on field trips at school. He’d planned out the most efficient route to see everything they wanted to see, but they could spend as much or as little time at any stop along the way. Evan also had a camera, and he insisted on a photo shoot at pretty much every monument they went to.

They saw all the big touristy ones - the Washington Monument, the Lincoln Memorial (where JD could recite the Gettysburg Address, because he was old-fashioned that way). They went to the Air Force Memorial, which Tyler hadn’t even known existed. He’d seen the Vietnam Memorial and the Marine Memorial in textbooks, but never the Air Force one. Given that JD, Evan, Cam, and John had all served with the Air Force, it made sense that they went to see it. At the military memorials, the three men were quiet, respectful, and Tyler hung behind Cam’s wheelchair, watching and listening and taking cues from them.

They traded stories of their fallen comrades, not how they’d died but how they’d lived, the strange and funny and brave things they’d done. JD had commanded Marines with the Stargate Program. Everyone in Cam’s 302 squadron had died in the Battle of Antarctica. Evan had served alongside Marines and Airmen alike. His father had served in Vietnam.

JD hadn’t been kidding about the White House. It was much smaller in person than it seemed on TV. And TV never showed guards pacing the roof with their assault weapons. Tyler peered through the wrought iron fence at the white squirrels on the lawn, fascinated. Were they old squirrels? Were they albino squirrels? He took a few selfies with the white squirrels in the background to send to Brenda. Cam and Evan asked if Tyler wanted to take a tour of the inside of the White House, but Tyler wasn’t much interested in seeing boring furniture and paintings.

Besides, where Tyler really wanted to go was the Smithsonian. He’d always wanted to go to the Air and Space Museum. Cam, because he was kinda conservative and old-fashioned in some ways (even more than JD), wanted to go to the American History Museum. And Evan - he wanted to go to the Art Museum. There were other museums besides those ones in the Smithsonian, but those were the ones they wanted to see.

They’d spent all morning going to monuments and things, so they had lunch at a sidewalk cafe, and then headed for the Art Museum.

Tyler had taken both Art and Physics from Evan at school, so he knew Evan was into art on top of being a really good artist. He’d never realized just how much Evan knew about art, though. Not just the colors and the techniques and the movements in history, but the artists themselves. Their names and their histories and their lives. The way his eyes lit up when he explained to Cam about one of his favorite paintings was the same way Cam lit up when he talked about a really cool car or jet. Tyler hovered at Evan’s elbow, listening and wondering how he could remember so much stuff and not have his head explode.

They spent hours in the museum, looking at some cool stuff but also some really strange stuff that Tyler wasn’t entirely sure counted as art. Evan admitted that he had pretty old-fashioned taste in art, that his mother had trained him in the classics, but he said he could appreciate that people saw the world in different ways, and the way they saw the world was evident in their art. Sometimes, he said, what made art wasn’t the way it looked, but the way it made you feel, or for some artists, the way it made them feel while they created.

“I don’t get you,” JD said, when they finally departed from the art museum, feet sore and heads spinning with information. “But you’re really cute when you get all nerdy like that.” He leaned in and kissed Evan softly on the mouth, and Evan smiled into the kiss.

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Stargate Multiverse, Any, "This is no longer a vacation. It's a quest. It's a quest for fun. You're gonna have fun, and I'm gonna have fun... We're all gonna have so much fucking fun we're gonna need plastic surgery to remove our goddamn smiles!"

[aivix.livejournal.com]

Not a fill yet, but that quote is ingrained in me from childhood. <3

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Any, Any,

And half and hour later we packed up our things
We said we'd send letters and all those little things
And they knew we were lying but they smiled just the same
(Toad the Wet Sprocket)

Not a fill...yet.

[rhymesofblue.livejournal.com]

Oh wow. Yeah, I'm definitely gonna do something with this.

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Hawaii Five-0, Steve McGarrett/Danny Williams, a regular day with Steve can be insane, and now he wants to take a road trip?

[tigriswolf]

White Collar, Neal Caffrey, in New York you can be a new man

[tigriswolf]

RPF, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, going back to their favorite cities during the break

[tigriswolf]

author's choice, author's choice, vacationing

Fill K-pop RPF Secretary Chae

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17536826/chapters/41754911

[tigriswolf]

Home/Despicable Me/Lilo&Stitch/The Incredibles, Violet Parr/Margo & Lilo Pelekai/Edith & Tip Tucci/Agnes, family trips are hectic

[tigriswolf]

author's choice, author's choice, skipping town

Fill: The Sentinel, Blair Sandburg/Jim Ellison (pre-slash)

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Skipping Town (http://archiveofourown.org/works/8511259) 

[reeby10.livejournal.com]

NCIS: Los Angeles, G Callen/Sam Hanna, road trip

[reeby10.livejournal.com]

Star Wars VII, Kylo Ren + Snoke or Hux
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone
- Boulevard Of Broken Dreams by Green Day

[reeby10.livejournal.com]

any, any m/m, mile high club

Fill: Yuri on Ice, Viktor/Yuuri

[drabblewriter.livejournal.com]

“Yuuri,” Viktor asks casually as soon as their plane levels after taking off for Moscow, “have you ever heard of the mile high club?”

“What?” Yuuri yelps.

“The mile high club,” Viktor repeats. “Having s-”

“I know what it means!” Yuuri yelps, slapping a hand over his mouth before he can say it aloud. He glances side to side, relieved that the conversation hasn't drawn any attention. “And no. Absolutely not.”

Viktor pushes his hand away. “Why not? Where's your sense of adventure, Yuuri?”

“Back on the ground,” he deadpans. “Along with my urge to be arrested for indecent exposure.”

Viktor raises an eyebrow. “And how exactly would sex in the lavatory have you exposing yourself to anyone besides me?”

Yuuri hadn't thought his face could any redder, but he was wrong. “You know what I mean! We'll get in trouble if we get caught. Imagine the scandal.” He pales just thinking about it.

Viktor sighs and leans closer, putting on his best puppy-dog eyes. “You worry too much, lyubov moya. Do it for me?”

Yuuri crosses his arms and stares straight ahead, determined not to give in.

“Yuuuri,” Viktor sing-songs. His hand lands on Yuuri's leg and slides up, up...

“Stop that!”

Viktor pulls away, pouting. “You are no fun. Fine, last chance.” He gives Yuuri a final long, lingering look before getting up and heading for the lavatory.

Yuuri watches him, not liking at all where this is going. Because he never has been good at telling Viktor no, despite his better judgment...

He bites back a long-suffering sigh and follows. Whatever happens next, it's sure to be interesting.

(lyubov moya = my love)

[reeby10.livejournal.com]

The Flash (tv), Barry Allen/Iris West + Joe West(/any) + Wally West/Jesse Wells (+any), family vacation

[reeby10.livejournal.com]

Stargate Atlantis, John Sheppard/Rodney McKay, John takes Rodney on a motorcycle ride

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Dragon Age Inquisition, Inquisitor/LI, travelling to the Free Marches/Ostwick after the events of Trespasser