free for all

[tigriswolf]

Now 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!

Comments

[tigriswolf]

Supernatural, Dean Winchester + Sam Winchester,

when is a monster not a monster?
oh, when you love it

(nothing past season 6, please)

[tigriswolf]

Supernatural, author’s choice, one of the brothers travels back in time to keep them from going to Rivergrove and away from the croatoan virus

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Any, Any male, lead in a cutting-edge dance production

Not a fill

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

I see what you did here

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Stargate Atlantis, Rodney McKay, Rodney secretly sabotages non-essential equipment in the labs to test his staff and make sure they can either fix it or figure out a suitable work-around

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Hawaii Five-0, Steve McGarrett/Danny Williams, family vacation

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Any, Any,

Last night I heard an old freight whistle blow
As I was sleeping warmly in your bed
And it told me, boy it's time that you was packing up to go
But I smiled and shook the leaving from my head
(Dr. Hook)

FILL: Angel the series, Angel/Cordelia Chase, 3.12 (Provider), episode coda

[geckogirl89.livejournal.com]

Cordelia yawns and blinks her eyes open to a dark room. She stiffens when she feels a cool arm draped around her waist, before she remembers that she fell asleep next to Angel the night before.

I was right, she thinks. He is pretty cuddly, as far as vampires go.

The fact that Angel is holding tightly like a kid with his teddy bear shouldn't be making Cordy grin like a loon, but it is. And Cordelia's grin is merely symptomatic of something that has been changing in her for longer than she would like to admit.

Cordy eventually realizes that Connor is not with them and darts her gaze over to the crib. Reassured that Connor is sleeping peacefully, Cordy bites her lip and stares over at her best friend.

Except best friends don't usually sleep together, do they? Okay, so they weren't "sleeping together" in the euphemistic sense of the term. But it's pretty easy to pretend they were, if Cordy ignores the fact that she's still fully dressed and on top of the covers. Angel would definitely be the post-coital snuggling type.

Cordy frowns and shakes her head. She really shouldn't be thinking of Angel's post-sex habits, and she definitely shouldn't feel a tad disappointed that they weren't sleeping together in the euphemistic way. But it's really Angel's fault for deciding to cuddle her in a suspiciously non-platonic fashion. And it's his fault for being all stupidly attractive and adorably dorky, to the point where Cordy could start to entertain a dumb idea like sleeping with him (in both senses). That's her story, and she's sticking to it.

She should probably slip out from under Angel's hold and return to her apartment. Dennis is probably lonely, and she has more clothes there anyway. Going home would also prevent their other friends from figuring out that she spent the night with Angel. Cordy isn't ashamed or anything like that, but she isn't looking forward to dealing with their questions or insinuations. Maybe leaving would also delay the awkwardness she will have with Angel tomorrow morning.

Cordy sighs as she looks at Angel's face, which appears serene in his rest. Honestly, she doesn't want to leave him. She doesn't want to leave him when he goes off to fight some dangerous baddy, and she didn't want to leave him when she had the chance to be a famous T.V. star. She's quite comfortable in Angel's arms, and she is ready to accept the awkward conversation she will probably need to have with Angel regarding their less than platonic behavior as of late. She shakes her head with a smile, realizing that she's actually eager to have that long overdue talk. It's kind of ridiculous how much she's acting like a lovesick puppy, but Cordy is too tired and too content to care.

Cordy pillows her head on Angel's shoulder, closes her eyes, and decides to stay the rest of the night. She falls asleep a few minutes later with a small mischievous smirk on her face.

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Any, Any, the sometimes nonsensical conversations lawyers and court personnel engage in between hearings

Filled at AO3

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

Stargate Lawyer AU. AO3 (http://archiveofourown.org/works/11503614).

[cyanidesympathy.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Gen. Crack (or maybe with some feels?)

S4-5. Sam and Dean find a job in Hell, Michigan. Dean spends the whole hunt being super bitter about the tacky, tongue-in-cheek “Hell” tourist attractions and trying to hide it from Sam.

Also, maybe the hunt involves amnesia of some sort and Sam gets whammied. He buys Dean a terrible souvenir. (”Look Dean, it’s DIRT FROM HELL!!!! HAHAHHHA!!!!!”). Maybe it even snows, prompting annoying jokes and possibly puns from Sam to the point where Dean has to struggle not to tell Sam exactly how frozen it was in Hell.

[cyanidesympathy.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Gen.

Have you had the dream again? A black goat with seven eyes that watches from the outside.

[cyanidesympathy.livejournal.com]

Supernatural. After crawling out of his grave, Dean realizes he is no longer colorblind.

[cozy-coffee.livejournal.com]

any, any/any age difference,
Guys my age don't know how to treat me, don't know how to touch me, don't know how to keep me, Don't know how to love me good

*Guys My Age by Hey Violet

Fill: Marvel - Clint Barton/Phil Coulson - Bridging The Gap

[lil-1337.livejournal.com]

Phil broke the kiss, breathing heavily, his smile tentative, but real. "Are you sure?"

Clint nodded and moved in to recapture Phil's lips. A small frown wrinkled his forehead when Phil shifted just out of reach. "What's wrong?"

"It's just, I need to be sure that you're sure this is what you want." Phil sighed, nervousness showed in the tension in his shoulders even though his expression remained hopeful.

"I'm sure." Clint's frown deepened as he raised his hand to cup Phil's face. "What are you worried about?"

"I'm considerably older..."

Clint leaned in and kissed Phil softly then smiled. "I promise to be gentle with you." When Phil opened his mouth to respond Clint shook his head. "No, just no, Phil. No arguing, no questioning. I loved you when you were younger, I love you now and I'll love when you're old, which you are not so don't even say it. I want you so shut up and kiss me."

For once, Phil did as he was told.

[drabblewriter.livejournal.com]

Any, any, shoulder to cry on

[drabblewriter.livejournal.com]

Any, any, if you lose yourself, your courage soon will follow

[drabblewriter.livejournal.com]

Yuri on Ice, any, career-ending injury

[creepy_shetan]

author's choice, any, let's start over (can we start over?)

[creepy_shetan]

author's choice, any, "I don't want to run away. Do you?"

[creepy_shetan]

any fandom with mythical creatures, any, can't imagine a world without you

[lorilann.livejournal.com]

Pitch, Ginny Baker/Mike Lawson, muscle ache

Fill: Easy, G

[reeby10.livejournal.com]

Sorry this is a little silly at the end lol


Ginny lay face down on the bed, trying to relax as Mike climbed up as well, straddling her hips. The bed was soft as every hotel they stayed at was, comfortable enough to easily fall asleep on if her muscles didn’t ache so badly. But that’s what Mike was here for.

“Ready for this?” he asked, and she nodded as much as she was able with her head firmly in the mattress.

Despite the warning, she jumped a little as she felt his hands come down on her bare shoulders, slick with scented oil. He wasn’t really what you could call gentle, working hard at the many knots he found around her shoulders and neck, but within minutes she could feel her aching muscles start to release.

“You should have done massages instead of baseball,” she mumbled, too comfortable to really pay attention to what words were coming out of her mouth. “You’re good at this.”

He snorted, leaning down to leave a soft kiss on the back of her neck, beard scratching at her skin and sending a thrill up her spine. “I think the endorphins are making you silly.”

She shrugged in return, enjoying the way it made Mike’s hands slip further down her back. She moved again, encouraging him to move the massage a little lower, which he went along with easily. He was always easy with her.

“Mm, I feel much better now,” she said a while later, the ache of her muscles now barely a memory.

“I should have just let you suffer,” he said, but she could feel a smile in the press of his lips to her back. “That’s what you get for thinking wrestling with all the kids at the barbeque was a good idea.”

[lorilann.livejournal.com]

Bones, James Aubrey/Karen Delfs, fried chicken

[3am-moonlight.livejournal.com]

Any, any,

You look at me and you see your past
Is that the reason why you're running so fast?
Blue Lagoon, "Break My Stride".

Supernatural, pre-series

[tigriswolf]

Dean calls, once. To make sure Sam got there safely, he says. Sam tells him he did and to not call again.

Dean doesn't.

Sam nearly calls a thousand times - when he fails his first paper, when he aces the next, when the on-campus cafeteria he always goes to has something he knows Dean would love, when that drunken frat brother tries to pick a fight and Sam catalogs a dozen ways to take him down... Sam nearly calls a thousand times. A hundred thousand.

Because Dean's been there his whole life, in front beside or behind, hands ready to catch Sam the moment he stumbles, ready to step in and fight for him, and he's alone, now, alone in a place he has no frame of reference for, trying to find his way.

He didn't ask Dean to come with him. Dean didn't offer.

He doesn't call, though his fingers ache to press the numbers, though his ears ache to hear Dean's voice. It feels like half of him is gone.

The same night he and Jess start dating, there's a voicemail left on his machine.

Hey, Sammy, I'll be one town over if you wanna get a drink, catch up.

He plays it a thousand time and doesn't call back.

Because Dean is part of the past he's trying to pretend isn't his, and it feels like carving his own heart out, but this is his escape.

This is his escape, and he knows that Dean loves him enough to let him go.

[3am-moonlight.livejournal.com]

Stargate SG-1/Stargate Atlantis, Cameron Mitchell/John Sheppard, getting Sheppard somewhere where they could be alone for a while had been a challenge, but he had managed it!

[3am-moonlight.livejournal.com]

Buffy the Vampire Slayer/The Walking Dead, Buffy Summers/Daryl Dixon, fight by my side.

[3am-moonlight.livejournal.com]

Any, any, hide under this desk with me.

Fill: Skyfall; James Bond/Q; "Beneath You(r Desk)"

[clearly-odd.livejournal.com]

This one got a bit too long to really be a "comment fic", so I popped it up on Ao3

And here is the link (http://archiveofourown.org/works/11028177)

[3am-moonlight.livejournal.com]

Any, any, a walk in the park can be a lot more hazardous than the cliche expression might imply.

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Beauty & the Beast (2017), Belle/Prince (has he a name???), fun in the library

not a fill

[tigriswolf]

The beast's human name is Adam, I think.