WEDNESDAY: A REALLY GOOD DAY
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brumeier, and this week we’re tackling some feel-good themes! Today's theme is A REALLY GOOD DAY! What would the best day ever entail for your character(s)? Is it a big moment? Or some small thing that means everything? Let’s see!
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.
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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, Rodney McKay, finding a full ZPM…and getting to keep it
+ Lethal Weapon (TV), Roger Murtagh + Martin Riggs, one whole day when Roger doesn’t lament having Riggs as his partner
+ Hawaii Five-0, Steve McGarrett/Danny Williams, Steve plans a romantic date to let Danny know how he feels about him, and for once everything goes right
+ Stargate Multiverse, Any, everyone comes back from an offworld mission in one piece
We use 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 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.
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brumeier, and this week we’re tackling some feel-good themes! Today's theme is A REALLY GOOD DAY! What would the best day ever entail for your character(s)? Is it a big moment? Or some small thing that means everything? Let’s see!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, Rodney McKay, finding a full ZPM…and getting to keep it
+ Lethal Weapon (TV), Roger Murtagh + Martin Riggs, one whole day when Roger doesn’t lament having Riggs as his partner
+ Hawaii Five-0, Steve McGarrett/Danny Williams, Steve plans a romantic date to let Danny know how he feels about him, and for once everything goes right
+ Stargate Multiverse, Any, everyone comes back from an offworld mission in one piece
We use 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 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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Date: 2017-03-08 07:12 am (UTC)FILL
Date: 2017-07-08 06:22 pm (UTC)A man carrying an elaborate gift basket of fruit entered.
“They did it again.” He seemed almost apologetic as he set the basket down on the receptionist desk, which Zayn was sitting behind.
She sighed elaborately.
“You’d think they’d realize after two solid weeks of delivering these things they’ve got the wrong firm.” The man said.
“I’ve called them so many times to correct this,” Zayn furrowed her brow, feigning annoyance. “I’m so sorry this keeps happening.”
The man shrugged.
“It’s not a problem. Besides, this way I get to see you every day.”
Zayn smiled shyly.
“So,” the man continued, “who keeps sending these? Your boyfriend?”
Zayn noticed he was glancing at her fingers, checking to see if she was wearing a ring. She folded her hands in front of her, proving she was not.
“Oh, no. They’re for everyone. Sadly, I don’t have a boyfriend.” She added a cute little laugh.
“In that case…would you like to have a drink sometime after work?”
Zayn bit the inside of her cheek so her expression wouldn’t seem too victorious.
“Sure.” She said casually.
“Great,” the man extended his hand. “I’m Harry, by the way.”
“Zayn.” She shook his hand.
“Here’s my card. Give me a call when you’re free.”
“I definitely will.” Zayn flashed her best smile and took the business card.
“Bye for now.” Harry smiled back, then headed out of the suite.
As soon as he was gone, Zayn’s coworker, Peggy, who had been pretending to use the copier during the entire interaction, rushed over to Zayn’s desk.
“Oh my god, did that hot paralegal from Browning and Browning just ask you out?”
“He did.” Zayn resisted the urge to huff her nails.
“You must be so excited!” Peggy squealed.
“Yes, and rather relieved.”
“Relieved? Why?”
“Those fruit baskets were costing me a fortune.”
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Date: 2017-03-08 08:25 am (UTC)Fill: (Drabble), Spooks, Lucas North
Date: 2017-03-08 07:50 pm (UTC)And now, Adam had taken Lucas for afternoon tea in a hotel. Spread out before him were a selection of delicate sandwiches. The cake stand had three tiers of cakes which were begging to be eaten. Lucas debated whether he could just start with cake, but decided he would eat one sandwich, which would give him time to decide which cake to have first.
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Date: 2017-03-08 01:16 pm (UTC)Fill 1/2
Date: 2017-03-08 10:25 pm (UTC)“This is going to be good,” Lorne murmured. He was standing beside Chuck at the control console, ostensibly waiting for a report from John, who was babysitting some brand new JAG officers offworld in negotiations.
“What makes you say that?” Rodney was hovering behind Amelia, checking some radio signal readings she was recording for him.
“Incoming transmission,” Chuck said. “Receiving Colonel Sheppard’s IDC.”
“Open a channel,” Lorne instructed.
“Atlantis, this is Sheppard, do you read?”
“Read you loud and clear, sir,” Lorne said. “How are things on Larris with Queen Harmony?”
John cleared his throat. “Her Royal Majesty has requested Dr. McKay’s presence.”
Ah. The use of titles meant he wasn’t alone.
Rodney frowned. “Why?”
“She wishes to throw a banquet in your honor after you so kindly shared the secrets of the universe with her,” John said.
“Secrets of the universe?” Amelia twisted around to frown at Rodney, disapproving. “She’s a little girl!”
At first, Rodney was confused, but then he understood the innuendo in John’s tone. “What - no! I gave her an old physics book. A children’s book, with pictures, because she doesn’t read English.”
“Do you need Dr. McKay right away, sir, or does he have some time to spruce up?” Lorne asked. He was smirking, the bastard, but sounded perfectly innocent.
“Oh, he has time to spruce up,” John said. “Spruce him up good, Major. Send him through in a couple of hours. Sheppard out.”
And the gate shut down.
Rodney gaped at the empty stargate. “It does not take me two hours to spruce up!”
“You’re going to be in the presence of royalty, Doc,” Lorne said. “Pretty sure Dr. Ayala in archives gives out a mean manicure. And Sgt. Ramirez is pretty handy with a straight razor if you need a good, close shave.” He was still smirking, and he still sounded perfectly innocent.
Rodney wanted to hit him, but he’d probably break his own hand trying. “I’m going to take a shower and change into a clean uniform.”
“Why not that one dark suit? With the plum shirt and matching tie. Makes your eyes really blue,” Lorne said.
Rodney paused, considering, and then he narrowed his eyes at Lorne. “How do you know about that suit? And since when do you notice what makes my eyes really blue?”
“I’m an artist and a soldier. I’m observant.” But Lorne was radiating a disturbing level of smugness.
Rodney huffed and turned away. “Send me those results,” he hollered over his shoulder to Amelia.
Two hours later, he was standing in the gate room, wearing the suit Lorne had suggested, freshly-showered and clean-shaven, hair combed down. Chuck dialed the gate, confirmed John was waiting on the other side, and Rodney stepped through, unescorted.
To the clearing in front of the gate on Larris, where John, JAG officers in dress blues, Marines in offworld uniforms, and an array of local Larris palace guards were waiting.
And Queen Harmony herself, who’d gotten much taller and curvier than Rodney remembered her being. She was still a child, though. Like Madison. And that imperious bossiness hadn’t declined one iota. She lifted her chin and greeted Rodney with flowery condescension, stepped up to him, and held out her arm.
Right. He was supposed to escort her. Apart from one etiquette dinner that his grandmother had foisted on him when he was sixteen, he really hadn’t had any occasion to link arms with a female ever.
John, who’d grown up ridiculously wealthy, complete with nannies, tutors, a pony, and a suspiciously homosocial boarding school, smirked for half a second before falling into formation with the JAG officers and Marines.
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Date: 2017-03-08 01:16 pm (UTC)Drabble Fill
Date: 2017-06-22 02:49 am (UTC)Two blankets: the really hot, fuzzy one that RJ thinks he's too old for and a lighter, woven throw in case he gets hot; four pillows, because you can never have too many pillows; bowl of popcorn, bowl of soup, two bottles of gatorade, and hot water with lemon, for sustenance.
And a TV streaming March Madness in his direction all Monday long.
"It's too bad Martin gave you his cold," Trish says on her way out.
"Oh, yeah." Roger sniffles, giving her a pitiful look and sinking into his pillows. "Terrible."
Maybe he'll get the guy a fruit basket.
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Date: 2017-03-08 01:16 pm (UTC)FILL: Minor Spoilers for 7.18
Date: 2017-03-16 12:11 am (UTC)But they were on the dessert course and Steve still hadn't told Danny why he had invited him to his house yet. The dinner part was much easier than the talking part.
Danny made a pleased noise as he tasted his soufflé. "All of this is fantastic, babe."
Steve ducked his head down shyly. "Thank you."
"I've got to ask though, what's the occasion?"
Steve gulped. "Occasion?"
Danny shrugged with a small smile. "I didn't figure you were just testing out menu items for Steve's, what with the candles and all." He gestured to the candles Steve had put on the center of the table.
Were the candles too obvious? Steve didn't know how to respond yet, but luckily Danny decided to fill the silence.
"Let's see. I'm pretty sure it's not my birthday. It's not your birthday, is it?" Steve shook his head. Danny frowned in puzzlement, and Steve had to bite his lip to avoid leaning over the table and kissing the line that formed between Danny's eyebrows. Not yet, he reminded himself. "I don't think we have an anniversary..."
"Maybe we should," Steve blurted out.
Danny's eyes widened. "What do you mean?"
Steve hadn't meant to say it like that, but perhaps his accidental words could be an opportunity for Steve to confess what he had meant to all night. He took a deep breath before he spoke. "Maybe we should have an anniversary."
Danny squinted in confusion at him. "Like a... friendship anniversary?"
Danny's obliviousness was making this difficult for Steve, but he soldiered on. "No, like an anniversary anniversary. Because I love you." There. Danny couldn't misinterpret that, could he?
Danny chuckled. "That wasn't an 'I love you bro' I love you, is it?"
Steve grinned. Danny hadn't really given him an answer yet, but he seemed to be taking this well. "You're gonna tease me about that forever, aren't you?"
"Of course I am, bro."
Steve laughed. The word "bro" sounded just as ridiculous from Danny as it had coming from him a few weeks ago. At the time, Steve and Danny had been in a tense, life or death situation, and Steve had wanted to reaffirm their bond. But Steve hadn't been ready to have this particular conversation. He had always tacked on additional words like buddy, pal, partner, or bro because he had been too scared to tell Danny how he truly felt. After seven years, he was no longer letting his fear stand in the way. He had planned this romantic dinner so that he could actually tell Danny without some criminal or bomb scare threatening to ruin the moment and possibly keep Danny from saying it back.
But Danny still hadn't responded to what Steve had said, even though things had been going well up to that point. Steve's eyes dropped to the table, but his disappointment lifted when he felt Danny place a hand over his. He looked up to see that Danny was beaming at him.
"I love you, too," Danny said.
Steve smiled. "In the non-bro way, right?"
Danny leaned forward over the table. "Definitely not. I'm pretty sure wanting to kiss you for seven years takes us out of the bro category."
Steve was still processing the fact that they could have had this conversation much earlier when Danny's lips finally met. He closed his eyes and gave into the soft sensation. He had been wanting this for seven years too.
Danny pulled away with a happy smile and leaned back to his normal position in his chair, but his hand was still connected with Steve's. He ate his dessert with his left hand even though it was a bit awkward, which made Steve grin like a fool. As they finished their meal, Steve noticed a shooting star behind Danny, but he didn't make a wish. He was with Danny, and he had everything he had ever wanted.
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Date: 2017-03-08 05:02 pm (UTC)MiniFill, Bucky+/Natasha
Date: 2017-03-09 03:48 am (UTC)"Strawberry ice cream," Natasha said, offering him the cone. When Bucky frowned, she wagged the ice cream at him. "It's going to drip down my fingers and get mushy. You should eat it."
Bucky took the cone and bit into it. Cold. Creamy. Full of berries that crunched when he chewed, their tartness flavoring the cream.
Natasha watched as he sucked and chewed and finally finished off the cone. "Ready for the next part?"
"There's more?"
She grinned. "Of course. It's going to be a great day!" She took his hand and tugged him along. "So, if you really like the ice cream, I have some other good stuff for later."
"How later?"
Natasha's throaty chuckle was the only answer.
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