Tuesday Fun with: First sentences

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Hello again. I’m still prisca1960 and today's theme is First sentences. Prompts should be the first sentence of the fill.

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

+ The Walking Dead - Beth Greene - For weeks she had cried herself to sleep.
+ Supernatural - Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester - Discouraged and tired he was ready to give up.
+ any fandom - any character - Each morning he(she) wakes up with her (him) in the mind and pain in the heart.

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 2017 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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The Walking Dead - Beth Greene - For weeks she had cried herself to sleep.

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Supernatural - Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester - Discouraged and tired he was ready to give up.

SPN, Dean, Sam Part 1

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Discouraged and tired he was about to give up. But knowing his brother was counting on him, Dean pushed on. The murky swamp water was up to his shins, he was tired, wet and cold. Not a great combination for him on a good day. This only made his temperament go from grumpy to nasty. As indicated by the sneer his lips were curled into. He really wanted out of this water, not liking that he couldn't see the bottom of it, let alone what has in front of him. He needed to find land to climb up onto. Then he needed to find the cabin his brother was being held in. He managed to wade a few more feet in the water before finding a landing he could climb onto and free himself from the muck he was in.

In one hand Dean held his gun, the other a machete slicing through the vines that attempted to stop him from moving forward. He stopped ever few feet, listening to the sounds around him, making sure he wasn't being followed or about to be ambushed. It wouldn't really be a rescue if he himself was taken captive. Silently he groaned, wishing he was anywhere other than in a swamp. He wasn't sure which was pissing him off more, the bugs trying to take a bite out of him or sloshing around in wet boots and jeans.

He sighed and moved forward, finally seeing the cabin he was searching for coming into view. He leaned against a tree, trying to steady his breath and forming a rescue plan. And then a backup to that one and possibly a backup to the backup. Things always seemed to go sideways and then South on them. All he knew at this moment was Sam had been taken by a witch. He'd gotten a text from a hunter he knew giving him the information on Sam. Shit, he really hated dealing with witches.

Silently, he made his way to the cabin, circling it to find the best way in and to surprise the bitch holding his brother. The cabin only had one door and four windows, all leading into one room. No other way in or out. Awesome! how the hell was he going to gain the element of surprise? He sighed, looking into one of the windows he saw Sam sitting at a small table. What the hell? He wasn't restrained, wasn't being tortured. Movement caught his attention as a figure moved into his line of sight. Rowena. Son of a bitch! What the hell was going on?

He made his way back to the front door and kicked it in. He heard a gasp from Rowena at the surprise of the door being forced open. The chair Sam had been sitting in hit the floor as Sam stood quickly. He looked at them, seeing two sets of confused eyes looking back at him. "What the hell Dean?" Sam ground out at him. "You just kicked in the door? You could have knocked. It wasn't charmed." Rowena yelled at him, eyes narrowed into angry slits.

"Did I miss the memo where we're now having a tea party in the middle of a swamp with Rowena?" Dean asked, voice gruff and green eyes flashing in anger. Sam held up his hands, trying to calm the situation down. "Yes, I mean no. No tea party. But I am helping Rowena."

"You're helping Rowena? She's a witch. Crowley's mother, the queen bee of bitches!" The words were spat like venom from Dean's mouth.

Rowena stepped forward, anger registering on her features. "Watch it Dean. You know what I'm capable of."

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any fandom - any character - Each morning he(she) wakes up with her (him) in his (her) mind and pain in the heart.

FILL: Angel, Angel/Cordelia Chase, post You're Welcome, Major Character Death and Suicidal Ideation

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(Pretty damn dark and depressing. Heed the warnings.)

Each morning he wakes up with her in his mind and pain in the heart. It shouldn’t be possible for Angel to feel the pain of Cordelia's absence physically, like a sword piercing through his chest and slowly twisting the dead organ inside, but every single day Angel wakes with that persistent throbbing ache. It shouldn’t be possible, but grief, more than anything else, makes Angel feel like a weak, mortal man.

At night, he dreams, usually of her. Of things that happened, small things he wishes he had treasured more at the time. A smile, a laugh, a brief pat on the shoulder, a hug or a kiss. Of things that happened that Angel wishes he could have stopped. A vision that makes her writhe in agony, her hurt expressions after his beige period, a callous remark when that thing Jasmine was using her body, all of the tears she shed in his office a few weeks ago. Of things that never happened that Angel wishes could have. Making love to her, exchanging marriage vows, actually getting to raise Connor together, achieving his shanshu and growing old with her.

But even after those rare nights when memories and regrets and wishes don’t trouble his dreams, Angel still wakes every morning exactly the same.

There’s always a brief moment, when he’s not quite asleep and not quite awake, when Angel barely remembers his own name but remembers Cordelia and knows he wants to see her. Slowly, the awareness comes back, the light, the noises, the scents of his surroundings. Angel fights it every time, but he can’t stop himself from remembering the empty office, the funeral held afterwards, and the grave marker bearing her name. Each day is a fresh hell of existing in a world without her, and each morning is an exercise in emotional torture, in breaking Angel’s heart beyond recognition.

Each morning Angel wakes up with Cordelia in his mind, but pain in his heart because she’s no longer in his life. Each morning, Angel opens his eyes and forces himself out of bed, ignoring the stake he keeps for protection in his bedside drawer and the temptation to use it to end his suffering once and for all. And every night before he falls asleep, Angel wishes he could stop waking up.

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Stargate Atlantis, Rodney McKay/John Sheppard -and/or- Evan Lorne/David Parrish, "Wow, I didn't know it could do that."

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Any, Any male/Any male, "Where did you see it last?"

~Fill~ The Search

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This took a swift turn on the weird side. I blame my Migraine.

The Search (418 words) by FairyNiamh
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski
Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski
Additional Tags: Crack, Alternate Universe - Crack, Crack Treated Seriously, Not Beta Read, I'm Sorry, Community: comment_fic
Summary:

Stiles had to find it... it was fucking important!

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Any, Any male/Any male, "What does this button do?"

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Any, Any male/Any male, "Well that was...interesting."

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Any, Any male/Any male, "I do."

Fill, Original

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"I do."

"You do what?"

"I love you." He lays down the phone at last looking up across the table.

"Oh now you decide you love me?" He says sarcastically.

"No.' There is a pause as if searching for the perfect continuation. 'I've known for awhile."

"But saying you love me in front of your parents you couldn't do?!"

"I wanted the first time we exchanged I love you's to be an intimate moment. Just us you know?"

"I think you're chicken shit and haven't even told your parents your gay! Don't think I didn't catch that laugh and muttering to your dad how I'm always messing around like that!" He stands up from the table with such force the chair tumbles over.

"You know this isn't easy for me!"

"Like it's roses and rainbows for me either! But at least I'm trying. I see perhaps you're not worth my efforts."

"Oh come on! I'm sorry. God I do love you!"

"Yeah right now that isn't good enough. Look I need some space to think somethings over. I suggest you do the same." With that he walks out of the door.

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Agents of SHIELD, Melinda May/Phil Coulson, What Coulson doesn't know might kill him.

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Pitch Perfect, Beca Mitchell & Fat Amy, "Could you sing that again?"

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Any, Any male/Any female, She finds she is greedy for his kisses.

Fill, So Weird, Carey Bell/Molly Phillips

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Went the poetry route. Pantoum to be exact. 🙂


She finds she is greedy for his kisses.
Seeks him out at every single turn.
Never thought she'd feel this reckless again.
Danger of being caught intensified the emotion.

Seeks him out at every single turn.
His mouth a perfect holder for her tongue.
Danger of being caught intensified the emotion.
She hadn't planned for any of this.

His mouth a perfect holder for her tongue.
He gladly provides anything everything else she wants.
She hadn't planned for any of this.
And God she loves it.

He gladly provides it and anything else she wants.
Never thought she'd feel this reckless again.
And God she loves it.
She finds she is greedy for his kisses.

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Any, any, Once upon a time, in a faraway land--no, scratch that.

FILL: Teen Wolf, Stiles/Derek

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Once upon a time, in a faraway land--no, scratch that. This was no fairy tale.

War was coming. The Alpha pack was moving in, threatening to destroy everything, and everyone, it their path. Derek knew they were coming for Stiles, the boy who runs with wolves. They would kill him for the pleasure of taking the most important thing to Derek, the only thing that made his heart beat. The thought of not being able to wake up the love of his life made his heckles rise, a snarl rumbling from his chest. They had to run. It was the only way to survive.

But Stiles was stubborn and brave; he would stand his ground, he would not be forced from his Home. Beacon hills was home, his family and friends were here. His life with Derek was all he knew. He would not run; in Love and in War, he would stand beside his mate until his last breath.

(END)

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Any, any/any, can i have a hug?

Fill, Law and Order SVU, Rafael Barba/Olivia Benson

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"Can I have a hug?"

"Excuse me?!' He didn't mean for it come out quite like that. Her face mirrors a frighten animal. 'I mean of course you can." He takes a step forward as she steps back.

"Sorry it was foolish and unprofessional to ask." She forces on a smile.

"I mean if you want one I'm willing." He tries to keep his tone soft and inviting without coming off as creepy.

"No its ok Rafael I'm fine.' Her facade of a pleasant smile fades and she takes a few deep shaking breaths. 'I should head home." She mutters reaching for the door knob as her cellphone goes off. Rafael watches her remove it from the holder on her hip, look at the identification screen, throw it across his office, and herself crumble onto the floor sobbing. He didn't feel himself move or even think about it, just one second he was by his desk the next on the floor pulling her into his arms.

"I see you did need that hug huh Liv?"

"I've tried so hard."

"I know you have."

"The station. The cases. Noah. But it never ends."

"Take a vacation Olivia."

"I can't. They need me."

"The station? They can handle things without you. This stress is going to kill you. I mean no offense but look at yourself. This isn't the Olivia Benson I respect and love." He hadn't meant to say the second part. It wasn't a secret how they felt about each other just it was expressed in silent know how.

"I must look pretty foolish huh?"

"I just wish you'd let this stress out sooner and less um dramatic?" Rafael tries to light the mood and his relieve she laughs.

"To my benefit I did ask for a hug."

"And I was a fool to question it. Come to my place tonight for dinner." Olivia pulls away to look at him, her eyebrows arched.

"Excuse me?"

"I'm a pretty good cook if I do say so myself. Come on just two friends enjoying a meal. But nothing work related." He can practically see her thinking it over. Weighing the pros and cons.

"I should call back Rollins." Her voice is weak.

"If it were an emergency she would have called again."

"I can't ask Lucy to stay longer at such short notice."

"Why not? You've done it plenty of times."

"Great making me sound like a shitty parent there always leaving their kid with the babysitter!" She snaps at him.

"That's not what I meant. Your a great mom. In fact if you want bring Noah." Olivia gives him a hard look.

"I know that's not something you want to deal with. A dinner without work or and please don't judge me on this without Noah sounds great. Its always one or the other." Rafael smiles as he returns to a full standing position.

"Then give Lucy a call and head to my place. You still got the spare key right?' Olivia nods. 'Just make yourself at home and I'll be over in about two hours."

"I mean is it professional?"

"Is you crying sitting on the floor professional?" She gives a hardy laugh as she stands up herself. Walks past him to retrieve her cellphone and places a call.

"Yeah Lucy its me. Yep gonna be late tonight. Give Noah an extra story and kisses for me."

"How late are you planning on eating?" Rafael questions with a chuckle.

"I mean I do have a lot of stress that needs worked out. And I might have a few ideas." Before he can fully process what she meant she's out of the office.

"Holy crap." He mutters to himself, grinning like a schoolboy.

(The end - to be honest I wasn't sure how to end it....)

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Midnight, Texas (TV), Lemuel Bridger/Olivia Charity, "Let me help."

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Justice League (cartoon), Clark Kent/Lex Luthor/Lois Lane, "This is never going to work."

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any, any +/ any, It all fell apart too quickly.

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Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, Credence Barebone/Original Percival Graves or Gellert Grindelwald, "That wasn't so bad, was it?"

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Welcome to Night Vale, Cecil Palmer/Carlos, It's bad luck to open an umbrella indoors.

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Lucifer (tv), Lucifer Morningstar+/Chloe Decker, "But Detective!"

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Dragon Age, anypair, "Can we just stay like this? For a while?"

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Any (please no SPN), any, *character* is not in charge of *pronoun* life, stuff just keeps happening.

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Mass Effect Andromeda, Reyes Vidal(/Ryder), "Really? A Rogue with a heart of gold?"

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Brooklyn Nine-Nine, author's choice, "Did you just quote (random fannish thing) at me?"

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Tortall, Kel + Neal, "Kel you need a healing." "I'b fide!"

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Any, Any, "Please tell me you have the flu and you're not..." *he/she* makes prolonged eye contact, "...fuck"