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comment_ficNow it's time for the free for all!
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
Have fun!
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
Have fun!
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Date: 2017-03-04 03:36 pm (UTC)Did you know that before you came into my life
It was some kind of miracle that I survived
Some day we will both look back
And have to laugh
We lived through a lifetime
And the aftermath
(Billy Joel)
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Date: 2017-03-04 05:21 pm (UTC)Fill 1/2
Date: 2017-03-05 04:25 am (UTC)“Grace, get away from the door.”
The buzz had been growing steadily stronger for the last ten minutes, and Danny knew it was coming for him. It had been a lot of years since he’d last faced one of his own kind. He hadn’t been ready for it then and he wasn’t ready for it now.
Grace obeyed without comment, moving behind the receptionist counter. She was only thirteen, but she’d been with Danny for most of those years and she knew the score.
Danny reached for his gladius, pulling it from the otherspace it inhabited when he didn’t need it. The familiar weight of the hilt in his hand settled his nerves a little. Whoever was coming through that door wasn’t leaving with Danny’s head, not today, not in front of Grace.
He wasn’t expecting Steve to come walking through the door.
“Hey, Danny,” he said, as if it hadn’t been ten or more years since they’d seen each other.
“I can’t do this. I’m sorry.”
“You won’t last out there on your own, Steven! You need training!”
“Goodbye, Danny.”
“Danno?” Grace asked, snapping Danny out of his stupor.
“What the hell are you doing here?” He tightened his hold on the gladius. “I thought…I thought you’d have lost your head by now.”
And he had. Steve had left Danny only two weeks after his First Death, before they could start any proper training. He must’ve found a new mentor, and there was no reason that should make Danny’s chest ache.
“You came to Hawaii,” Steve said, and that was not an explanation.
“It was a completely random choice.”
Lie. Steve had talked often about growing up in Hawaii, and it had devastated him that he couldn’t go back. Danny thought he could be safe there, at least for a little while. Safe from Steve, safe from others of their kind. He’d found Grace there, made a life for himself as a private investigator. He should’ve known it couldn’t last.
“I won’t let you take his head,” Grace said. She came out from behind the counter with a letter opener clutched in her hand.
Steve’s eyebrows went up, and so did his hands. “I’m unarmed.” To Danny he said, “Kind of young for an assistant, don’t you think?”
“She’s –”
“He’s my father.”
It always warmed Danny to hear her say that. He was unable to have children of his own – yet another aspect of the eternal life he’d been cursed with – but he liked to think that if he’d been able, he’d have had a girl just like Grace. She was smart and beautiful and full of sass, but she knew when to be serious.
She also knew better than to threaten people who had access to weapons much larger and far more deadly than a letter opener.
“Put it away, Grace. Steve isn’t going to give us any trouble.” And though he still wasn’t sure himself, he returned his own blade to the otherspace.
“We’re all friends here,” Steve said. “Well, we used to be.”
“I repeat, what the hell are you doing here?”
“My father died. I came for his funeral.”
Danny could hear the pain that laced the words. Steve’s father had been his last living relative, which meant he was the last of his family line. And maybe Danny felt a little disappointed that Steve hadn’t come specifically to see him. Well, what had he expected after ten years?
“I’m sorry about your dad. But you know you can’t go to his funeral. People will recognize you. If you’d just stayed with me like I asked you to, you impulsive trainwreck, I could’ve explained more about –”
“About what?” Steve jammed his hands into the pockets of his cargo pants, but Danny had seen them clench into fists. “About how my life was essentially over, even though I can live forever now? Or maybe about how I can’t even be in love with another immortal because apparently the only thing we’ve been made for is killing each other?”
Re: Fill 2/2
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From:Re: Fill 2/2
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Date: 2017-03-04 05:33 pm (UTC)We believe that we can change ourselves
The past can be undone
But we carry on our back the burdens time always reveals
In the lonely light of morning
In the wound that would not heal
It's the bitter taste of losing everything
I've held so dear
- Sarah McLachlan
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Date: 2017-03-04 05:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-03-04 05:42 pm (UTC)Fill: Best Fucking Friends
Date: 2017-03-28 02:54 am (UTC)“It is surreal, maggot,” Ronan gripes, hands shifting uncomfortably around his coffee cup. “It’s made of fucking dreams.”
“Don’t be crass,” Blue says automatically. She looks up at Ronan, grinning like a particularly feral ferret. “Oh my god, Ronan Lynch, you dream of me. You think of me when you go nighty-night.” She pulls the fabric over her shoulders like a shawl, swimming in the softness. “Or do you just kiss Adam goodnight and say, ‘I’m getting Blue some fabric at the Dream Store, see you tomorrow, sweetie’?”
“This is why we don’t hang out more,” Ronan says, downing his coffee. “This is why we hang out in public, so I don’t do something regrettable.”
“What, like hang me with this?” Blue teases. “Seriously, though. This is amazing. I can’t wait to use it in my first collection. I’m thinking lingerie, scarves, headbands…” She grabs her coffee receipt and starts jotting down ideas, her unclipped hair falling into her eyes.
When she gets like this, Ronan could watch her work all day. That kind of dedication, that focus…it reminds him of Gansey and his king. Not that he’d ever admit this to Blue, or anyone.
“I’ve grown weary of this,” Ronan says. He gets up and tosses her the keys. “If you’re going to bore me to sleep on the way to Monmouth, you might as well drive. Save us the head-on collision.”
“You won’t be bored when I’m rolling in those big dream-fabric dollars,” Blue says breezily, pinching him as she elbows past him.
“Yeah, we’ve all been waiting for your financial support,” Ronan says, hiding a smile as he follows her to the car.
Re: Fill: Best Fucking Friends
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Date: 2017-03-04 05:56 pm (UTC)You can't roll me round your tongue no more baby
It's time to clear up your emotional debris
And if I'm falling overboard, please don't save me
'Cos I'm telling you now
I quit, I quit
'Cos loving you's a job I don't just need
Ain't gonna go to work no more
I quit, I quit
The situations vacant for me
Hepburn, "I Quit".
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Date: 2017-03-04 08:39 pm (UTC)(I basically just want some sort of crossover please. straight, silly,crack two sentences it's all good. idk)
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Date: 2017-03-04 08:48 pm (UTC)