free for all
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comment_fic......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!
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: 2017-07-29 09:12 pm (UTC)Don't you cry tonight
There's a heaven above you baby
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Date: 2017-07-29 12:55 pm (UTC)RPF, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, what I really meant to say
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Date: 2017-07-29 12:55 pm (UTC)Supernatural, demon!Dean Winchester + Dean Winchester & Sam Winchester, demon!Dean (from season 10) somehow travels back in time to season 1
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Date: 2017-07-29 12:56 pm (UTC)Supernatural, Dean Winchester / or + Sam Winchester, sometimes goodbye is a second chance
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Date: 2017-07-29 12:56 pm (UTC)Supernatural, Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester, walk away now and you’re gonna start a war
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Date: 2017-07-29 01:15 pm (UTC)FILL: Teen Wolf, Allison/Kira, Long Distance
Date: 2017-07-30 06:51 pm (UTC)She read through how Allison's day had been, and how her classes were going. Another smile appeared on her face when she reached the end of the message where Allison had written, 'I love you, and I miss you.'
Kira looked on her bed where the teddy bear Allison had won her at a carnival sat and reached for it, holding it against her chest as she read through the message again.
She responded, telling her about her own day. She hit enter and was about to close out when she typed 'I want to hug you, but this screen is in the way.' She ended it with a heart emoji and laid down on her phone, opening up her photos so she could look at the ones she had taken of Allison.
RE: FILL: Teen Wolf, Allison/Kira, Long Distance
Date: 2017-07-31 12:09 am (UTC)Just the right amount of fluff i was hoping for, awesome!
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Date: 2017-07-29 01:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-07-29 01:20 pm (UTC)All COLD
And no CHILL
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Date: 2017-07-29 01:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-07-29 01:55 pm (UTC)In Case Of Love At First Sight
BREAK GLASS
FILL: Eyewitness, Philip/Lukas, fluff/falling in love
Date: 2017-07-29 02:49 pm (UTC)The tremble in his hand shakes him, wishing to wrap his arms around Philip and hold him in his warmth and believe that everything evil and bad in their world will pass. The sorrow weighs heavily on him; all he desires is joyful times when the early sun pours into the bedroom, warming him to his core, enveloping him in the best kind bliss.
The past few months have been heart aching, to say the least. Yet now, something seems to break within his chest. The heat enveloping him. Burns him, steam rising from the hot stone ground as cool rain tumbles from the heavens. He continued to stand still as the rain tumbled down from the heavens and the thunder crackles across the sky. He looks out into the day and sees Philip splashing around in the rain puddle, making his clothes wetter, and he will most likely catch a cold from running around in the chilly rain, but he doesn’t seem to care.
Philip feels free, light as a feather and the rain feels amazing on his warm skin. Everything that has haunted him lately has disappeared, nothing matters other than the feeling of freedom and the raindrops on his fingers. Lukas watches Philip closely, notices the rosy flush on his cheeks and the adorable smile on his face, the little squeal of delight Philip gives when he catches raindrops on his tongue.
He is beautiful, an angel from the heavens; Lukas’ heart kicks against his ribcage, true love warming his soul as he smiles back at Philip. For a second Lukas closes his eyes, overwhelmed by the feeling of soft raindrops on his cheeks, offering him a kiss of pure peace and harmony.
Slowly spreading out his arms, soaking his soul in the first raindrops of spring and Philip’s laughter. He opens his eyes to find Philip slashing around in the rain puddles, giggling like he is five and carefree, bubbly with laughter. Around and around he spins, the most beautiful smile Lukas has ever seen shimmering on his sweet baby face.
For a time, Lukas can pretend their world is not on fire. He can forget about the horror they witness; he is free. Philip runs to him, still laughing, grabs his hands and tugs, once, twice, trying to pull him out into the rainy downpour. Lukas laughs and follows Philip, even lets Philip engulfs him in his arms and twirl him around, and they dance in the rain, swaying to silent music only they can hear.
♥ END ♥
RE: FILL: Eyewitness, Philip/Lukas, fluff/falling in love
Date: 2017-07-29 03:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-07-29 02:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-07-29 02:31 pm (UTC)FILL: Shadowhunters, Magnus/Alec, Rainy Morning
Date: 2017-07-30 07:45 pm (UTC)The shadowhunter shifted underneath him and yawned, placing a hand on Magnus' shoulder, gently shaking him gently. "Mm, Magnus, it's raining."
"I know."
"We should go back inside."
Magnus lifted his head back up. "Scared of a little rain, Alexander?"
Alec shook his head. "of course not." He wrapped his arm back around Magnus and sighed softly. "I can't believe we fell asleep out here."
"Mm, you're the one who didn't want to move," Magnus said, shuffling down and pressing kisses along Alec's skin, making him laugh. Magnus smiled and looked back up. "Dance with me."
Alec blinked a couple of times. "Dance? We're naked, and on the roof."
Magnus nodded and got off of his boyfriend, extending a hand. "That we just had sex on," Magnus said, snapping the fingers of his other hand, making music play. "Come on."
Alec looked at Magnus' hand for a moment before taking it and letting himself be pulled up. The warlock then wrapped his arms around him and pulled him close, looking up at him with a smile as he started to sway. "Do you have to leave soon?"
Alec shook his head and kissed Magnus. "If there's an emergency, they'll call." He kissed Magnus again and sighed softly, the rain starting to pick up. "I love you."
Magnus smiled, laying his head on Alec's shoulder and closing his eyes. "I love you too."
Re: FILL: Shadowhunters, Magnus/Alec, Rainy Morning
Date: 2017-07-30 08:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-07-29 02:31 pm (UTC)Any, Any/Any From Touch to Taste
Date: 2017-07-29 11:24 pm (UTC)Quietly he retreated from the bedroom, disappearing into the kitchen. He found a tray and rummaged around for a few other items before heading back to Alec. Gently, he placed the tray on the nightstand and crossed to his bureau. He opened the top draw and retrieved what he needed before climbing onto the bed. Leaning down, he whispered into Alec's ear. "Alec, do you trust me?" Alec lifted his head to look at him. "Of course." Magnus smiled at him. "Good, just trust me and let yourself go." He pulled Alec up into a sitting position before bringing a strip of black silk over Alec's eyes. Alec started to protest, stopped as Magnus kissed him. "Trust."
Magnus pushed him back down. He could see the apprehension on Alec's face. Alec jumped when Magnus placed a hand on his chest. Rubbing circles into his flesh. Lighting a fire underneath his skin with his touch. Alec's lips formed a silent O as desire shot through him. Magnus straddled his legs, place both hands on his chest and continued rubbing his skin. Alec shuddered and Magnus moaned as the man underneath him bucked his hips. Alec moved to touch him and was stopped. Magnus raised Alec's arms above his head and brought his lips down on the soft skin at his neck. Nipping along until he reached his ear. "No touching, at least not me. Just give into what you feel." Magnus withdrew his hands, only to drag his fingers down Alec's arms. Alec moaned under the touch.
Magnus reached over to the nightstand and picked up an item from the tray. He brought it to Alec's lips, brushing it over them before pushing it past his lips. Alec's tongue rolled over the item, before teeth nipped at it. The flavor burst in his mouth. Strawberry. Juice ran down his chin and he felt Magnus' tongue lapping at him, run up his jaw and over his lips. The tongue withdrew and something cold crossed his lips. It was dragged down his throat, to his chest and circled over a nipple and then the other. The ice was rubbed over his nipples again, causing them to pebble. He felt warm breath blow over one and then a tongue circled it, lips sucked it taught and Alec moaned. Magnus repeated this on his other nipple and he wanted to run his fingers through his hair. But, he didn't move, afraid the sensations would be stopped.
Alec felt Magnus shift down him, pulling the silk sheet off him revealing his nakedness. The rush of air caused him to shiver. He felt lips on his left hipbone, moving across to the right. Fingers trailed down his thighs as the lips continued down. "Oh, God, yes." Escaped his mouth when he felt fingers encircle his cock. He bucked only to have Magnus steady him with his free hand. His back arched as a tongue swirled over the tip of his hardness. Lips sucking him in. Warmth encircling him, moving down his shaft and back up. The motion continued, sending him into bliss. He grabbed the sheets as he felt his orgasm building. "Magnus, going to" Was all he got out before he came.
Magnus took him, tongue swirling, working up and down until he could feel Alec tense under him. He knew his last very was about to come and took him down his throat, swallowing his release. He hummed as he did adding another layer of sensation to Alec's orgasm. When Alec was spent, Magnus released him and moved back up, crashing his lips down on Alec's. Alec could taste himself on Magnus' kiss, mixed with strawberry. He heard Magnus chuckle and then speak to him.
"From touch to taste, love is an assault on the senses."
Well, good morning to you too!
Date: 2017-07-30 06:05 pm (UTC)Re: Well, good morning to you too!
Date: 2017-07-30 06:53 pm (UTC)FILL: Angel the series, Angel/Cordelia Chase, Established Relationship Fluff, season 3-ish AU, 1/2
Date: 2017-08-05 10:29 pm (UTC)He turns away from where he was organizing his weapons cabinet and practically staggers backwards at the sight of her. Cordelia is the most beautiful woman he's ever seen, and with that easy, confident smile on her face, the effect she has on him is even more devastating. Angel's gaze involuntarily drops down to the graceful sway of her hips before he shakes his head and forces himself to meet her eyes again. There's a playful gleam in her eyes as she smirks at him, and Angel is amazed, once again, that she is actually looking at him that way and that this isn't just a dream or fantasy.
Angel doesn't need to breathe, but he starts inhaling when she gets closer and he can begin to smell the intoxicating scents that make up his Cordelia. The aroma of a citrusy shampoo, the hints of lavender-scented body wash, and the light floral fragrance in her perfume. Underneath it all, and the one that mesmerizes Angel most of all, is the scent of Cordelia herself.
She comes to a stop in front of him and gives him the special smile she reserves just for him. It's not quite as bright as her 1000-watt grin, but it's softer, a little more personal somehow. "Good morning, Angel."
Angel smiles back. He's been doing that a lot more these days. "Morning, Cordy."
She starts to lean up towards him, her hand rising to cup his cheek, and Angel automatically closes his eyes in anticipated reaction.
The softness of her lips and the rhythm of her thumb stroking a pattern against his cheek makes Angel's knees turn to Jello. He pulls her closer, hands lightly resting on her waist, both to keep himself steady and to hold her.
God, he loves touching her. He can feel the cotton fabric of her shirt bunched under his fingertips, the curves of her warm body pressed up against his cold one, her lips moving against his. He can hear her heartbeat thundering in his ears and feels himself drowning in the fog of her scent.
Then, Cordy's lips part, and Angel can finally taste her.
His tongue grazes over her slick lipgloss before greedily plunging inside her mouth. Her hand shifts to the back of his neck as she responds to the kiss with equal intensity. Out of all the senses, Angel probably enjoys taste the most. It's the most intimate way he can know Cordelia, from the fact that she used a mint-flavored toothpaste this morning and had a bit of coffee before coming into work, to the fact that she is clearly enjoying this just as much as he is judging by the deep moan she releases when his tongue strokes the roof of her mouth.
Re: FILL: Angel the series, Angel/Cordelia Chase, Established Relationship Fluff, season 3-ish AU, /
Date: 2017-08-05 10:29 pm (UTC)Cordelia's eyes narrow. "What are you looking at?"
Angel grins. "You." He takes hold of her right hand and brushes a kiss against the back of her knuckles. "You're beautiful, you know."
Cordelia giggles, and Angel thinks that a hundred composers could write a thousand symphonies each but that none of them could ever come close to producing something as lovely as the sound of Cordelia's laugh.
Her cheeks flush pink, and Cordelia beams while slowly withdrawing her hand. "You're such a sap, Angel." She presses a quick peck to his cheek and turns to walk to her desk. "I love you, too."
Angel watches her saunter away with a longing sigh and stares at her absentmindedly as she begins to work on her computer. Several minutes later, he remembers that he really did need to rearrange his weapons cabinet and reluctantly turns away to focus on that task. But even with his attention divided, Angel can still hear her fingers tapping on the keyboard, and the reminder of Cordy's presence in his life and in his heart makes Angel happy enough to hum while he works.
RE: Re: FILL: Angel the series, Angel/Cordelia Chase, Established Relationship Fluff, season 3-ish A
Date: 2017-08-05 11:13 pm (UTC)Re: Re: FILL: Angel the series, Angel/Cordelia Chase, Established Relationship Fluff, season 3-ish A
Date: 2017-08-11 03:38 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2017-07-29 03:58 pm (UTC)Person B: It's a plastic, mass produced board from Milton Bradley...
Person A: GET RID OF IT!
I am Person A
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Date: 2017-07-29 04:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-07-29 05:26 pm (UTC)Fill: Lazarus? I Wish.
Date: 2018-08-25 01:48 am (UTC)“I’m the one who gripped you tight and raised you from perdition.”
“Do you think you could fix –” Dean flaps his arms around to illustrate his point, “—all this?”
Castiel, angel of the lord, cocks his head to the side in confusion. “You just gestured to all of you.”
--
Sam does not give his brother a hunter’s funeral because Dean is going to need the body when he comes back. Instead he buys a pine box with all of the cash he has left and shoplifts a bolt of fabric from the Joanns across the road. Carefully, limb by limb, Sam wraps his brother in clean linen. He blesses the fabrics and tucks charms against evil between layers of cloth until his brother looks almost whole and peaceful, arms tucked across his chest and wounds hidden from Sam’s eyes.
Sam lays him down in his coffin carefully, struggles to lower the box on his own, and weeps the entire time he buries his brother.
--
Four months later Dean wakes up hugging himself. He wriggles experimentally and mutters to the darkness, “What the hell?”
--
It’s hard to walk with all the fabric throwing off his balance and restricting his limbs from their full range of motion. He falls down on his ass too many times walking along that deserted country road, and discovers that while walking is hard standing back up is even harder.
Growling, he tries to wrap the ragged dirt-stained linen closer before stretching his arms out to counterbalance. It’s not like anyone can see him anyway.
--
Burdened with heavenly power Castiel carries Dean Winchester’s soul out of hell and back to his body. The land quivers under the power of the miracle and Castiel shakes under the exhaustion of maintaining it. He has one last task before he can rest, however. Castiel reaches into Dean Winchester’s mind and projects an image of his body, listening carefully for all the ways his mind tries to instinctively reconstruct it into something living.
Summoning the dregs of his angelic might, Castiel rights Dean Winchester’s body to the mental pictures thus projected. He pushes breath into his reconstructed body and dissipates from the material plane with the angelic equivalent of collapsing knees.
Unfortunately for Castiel, it’s very hard to determine whether a mind’s image came from real life or the silver screen.
--
“Dude,” Sam slaps at Dean’s wrist. “Stop picking at it!”
Dean scowls and tries to refrain from picking at his bandages – which basically means not touching himself anywhere. He doesn’t understand how an angel can fuck up this badly. He can’t even tell where the bandages begin and where he ends – it’s just a continuum from flesh to fleshy fabric to fabric. He took a shower an hour ago and is still wet, and there’s nowhere else to sit except on the bed he’s supposed to sleep in tonight except now the mattress is damp too.
--
“You know, I’m starting to think Cas is avoiding us because he doesn’t have any idea how to fix this.”
“That’s a pharaoh assessment,” Sam mutters to himself, half-distracted by a newspaper.
Dean shakes out and arm and whips it forward so a dangling piece of linen smacks Sam squarely in the face.
“Augh – Gross, Dean!”
“I heard that!”
“Guess I’ll have to keep my puns under better wraps!”
Unfortunately, this time Sam is able to dodge.
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Date: 2017-07-29 07:58 pm (UTC)You find the one you're loving without a doubt
You buy a ring so you can keep her around
She meets your mama and the crazy comes out
Before you know it, you get kicked out your house
Nick Carter, "Second Wind".
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Date: 2017-07-29 08:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-07-29 08:07 pm (UTC)FILL: Shadowhunters, Isabelle Lightwood/Maia Roberts, Perhaps I Can be of Service?
Date: 2017-07-30 08:45 pm (UTC)"No luck?"
"Nope," Maia replied with a sigh. "The men here are all," She paused for a moment, tapping the table as she thought of a word. "Generic."
Isabelle laughed and nodded, pulling Maia's drink towards her and taking a sip. "They are." She was quiet for a moment before reaching a hand out towards Maia's hand. "Since Prince Charming is out of town, perhaps I could be of service?"
Maia smiled and took Isabelle's hand. "You know, I think you can be."
The two made their way to the dance floor and Isabelle pulled the werewolf close just as another fast song began.
Re: FILL: Shadowhunters, Isabelle Lightwood/Maia Roberts, Perhaps I Can be of Service?
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Date: 2017-07-30 04:36 am (UTC)This pairing just doesn't exist, guys, and I will cry all over you in joy for anything at all.
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Date: 2017-07-29 09:12 pm (UTC)Don't you cry tonight
There's a heaven above you baby
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Date: 2017-07-30 04:32 am (UTC)(Not at all related to my real life, no. *cough*)
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