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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.
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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
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: 2017-09-02 05:02 am (UTC)Supernatural, Sam Winchester + Castiel, they both love Dean more than they’ve ever loved themselves
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Date: 2017-09-02 05:02 am (UTC)The Flash (TV), Barry Allen + author’s choice, Looks like you were made to take a beating.
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Date: 2017-09-02 05:03 am (UTC)The Flash/Arrowverse, Oliver Queen/Barry Allen, there’s so much he can teach Barry
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Date: 2017-09-02 05:03 am (UTC)The Flash (TV), Barry Allen + Iris West, if he’d just told her about his powers from the beginning
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Date: 2017-09-02 07:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-09-02 01:27 pm (UTC)Hamilton, Aaron Burr/Alexander Hamilton; Reincarnation AU
Date: 2017-09-03 04:48 am (UTC)"I love you," he mumbles, and there's a pause. Aaron's fingers are still in his hair, fingernails scrapping against his scalp. "I trust you," he adds after a few seconds. Aaron holds his breath, and his knee jerks.
"Even after — even after what I did?" he asks. Even withough turning around Alexander knows his wide alcorn eyes and slightly open mouth like the back of his hand.
"It was two hundred years ago," Alexander says as he pushes himself up with his ankles. He sits down on Aaron's lap, locks gazes with him. He's so different from then, yet still exactly the same. He could stare at him for forever. "Isn't that the point of this, anyway? Different relationships as we get reincarnated."
"The thought that we'll be brothers in some life makes me uncomfortable."
"Shouldn't the fact you killed me in a past life make you uncomfortable?"
The ghost of a smile appears on Aaron's lips. He's beautiful, and Alexander remembers those stray thoughts of Aaron's appearance back during the 1700s. He's always found him handsome, all these lives. The thought is both comforting and terrifying. "Trust me, it does."
Alexander pretends he wasn't a founding father in a past life, pretends he wasn't the founder of their first financial system and the New York Post. He pretends he was just Alexander Hamilton, an orphan who fell in love with a man in a time he shouldn't have and a woman he'd betray one day.
He remembers how he'd wake up in the dead of the night in his house at Puerto Rico. His adoptive dad's smile could've light up a thousand homes when he had told him he was Alexander Hamilton once. His dad had explained the surprise his parents got when he told them he was Washington once.
"I'll trust you no matter what idiocy you do one life or another," Alexander tells him then. Burr isn't exactly remembered, so he didn't have much response from his foster parents when he told them he was the man who had killed Hamilton.
"It was your fault."
"You know it wasn't, babe," Alexander cuts him short. Aaron blows raspberries at him. "You were the one to shoot and murder me."
"Shut up," he hisses and pushes him closer, their lips meeting. Aaron's are as soft as silk, and Alexander melts against him. He digs his fingernails into his jacket and smiles against his mouth. He's beautiful, and he's in love.
When Aaron pulls away, his smile is bigger than most of the time. "Smile more," Alexander tells him before placing a kiss on his cheek. Aaron shivers under his touch, and he can see the pure adoration in his eyes.
His room is terribly messy, papers thrown around his desk and his bed unmade. There's cigarette ash in the window frame. But it's utterly right and perfect in this moment, Aaron right here with him, curled up next to him in his small sofa.
"I'm trying," he answers, and when he kisses him again, the world outside Alexander's dorm room dissipates.
Re: Hamilton, Aaron Burr/Alexander Hamilton; Reincarnation AU
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Date: 2017-09-02 01:32 pm (UTC)FILL: Magnus/Alec - Rainy Sunday
Date: 2017-09-03 05:22 pm (UTC)Neither of them had any pressing appointments that day and Magnus was in no rush to leave the bed, or the man in it. Slowly an arm wrapped around him, but Alec didn’t wake up. Magnus smiled and closed his eyes once more, fingers drawing random shapes against Alec’s chest, fingers running through the hair there.
The sound of the rain and Alec’s heartbeat started to lull him back into sleep. Just as he started to drift, lightening lit up the room and a boom of thunder shook the bed, startling both of them. Alec had jumped up, making Magnus fall off of him and he blinked a couple of times, processing what was happening before falling against the sheets once more.
He turned towards Magnus and pulled the warlock close. “Sorry,” He mumbled, pressing a couple of kisses to Magnus’ lips.
Magnus just chuckled and loosely wrapping his arms Alec’s waist. “It’s okay. Did you want breakfast since we’re both awake now?”
Alec shook his head and rolled on his back, pulling Magnus on top of him. “No. I’d much rather spend the morning in bed with you.”
Magnus smiled and pressed his lips to Alec’s. “I think that sounds like a great idea.” He gave Alec another kiss before shuffling down to lay his head on his boyfriend’s chest once more, feeling Alec’s arms wrap around him and holding him tight. It was days like this where they could lay around and be lazy that were some of Magnus’ favorites.
Re: FILL: Magnus/Alec - Rainy Sunday
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Date: 2017-09-02 01:34 pm (UTC)Any, Any Sunrise
Date: 2017-09-02 02:35 pm (UTC)Alec brought his lips to Magnus' ear, gently kissing the skin beneath his earlobe, before murmuring to him. "What are you doing up so early?"
With his left hand, Magnus reached up to run his fingers through Alec's bed tousled hair. "I came out to watch the sunrise. The colors are always so beautiful. I like to watch as the sun kisses the sky good morning. The way the colors awaken the sky and then filter down to the city. It's so peaceful here. Before the city awakens to begin the noise and movement of the day."
Looking at his lover, the peaceful way Magnus relaxed in his chair, Alec had to agree. "It is beautiful. Quite. You'd never know that below us is a busy city."
Magnus nodded in agreement, bringing his hand to rest on Alec's neck. He didn't want to break contact from Alec. He wanted to capture this moment in time. Preserve it so he could remember the feel of Alec against him. Alec's touch, his smell. The crispness of the air. The quiet of the city before it woke. The softness of the clouds. The colors spreading across the sky as the sun rose, indicating the start of another day.
Waving his free hand at the empty chair, Magnus indicated for Alec to sit. "Join me?" He felt the loss of Alec's warmth as he moved away. He watched as Alec pulled the chair next to Magnus' and silently sat. A smile settled over Alec's lips as he leaned back into his chair. Magnus felt the desire to reach out and touch Alec again over take him. Not fighting the desire, he reached over with his right hand to run his fingers over Alec's arm. He heard Alec's response to the touch. "Hmm, feels nice."
Magnus smiled, enjoying this time with Alec. The moment all to themselves before they would have to deal with everything that went along with being a Shadowhunter and a Downworlder. Their lives were complicated, they both knew this. Neither would change what they were or what the had. Except, maybe having more time for each other. But I they had right now.
Alec reached over, seemingly sensing Magnus' need for his contact. Taking Magnus's hand in his, he threaded their fingers together. Silently they sat together watching as the sun rose over the city. For this moment they were one, one body melded together in love, watching the sunrise.
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Date: 2017-09-02 02:03 pm (UTC)Steve & Grace
Date: 2017-09-16 02:48 am (UTC)“Uncle Steve, can I ask you something? Will you take me somewhere if I ask you?” Grace plopped down in a chair next to Steve, glancing at the field stripped pistol on the table without even batting an eye.
Steve’s eyes narrowed; he’d learned well over the years. “Does Danny know about this?”
“It’s nothing bad,” Grace protested. “Just. I know you go to the Arizona every year. I’d like to go with you this year.”
Steve sat back in his chair, letting out an explosive breath as he studied Grace. “Why?”
“Because you shouldn’t go alone,” she explained. “Because it’s important to you. Because you’re family.”
Steve reached an arm over to hug her, grinning at the indignant yelp from the teen. “I go very early in the morning,” he cautioned.
“I know,” Grace answered. “I’ll be ready.”
December seventh dawned clear and only slightly cloudy, not unlike that fateful day so long ago. When Steve opened his front door (expecting to be going to the harbor alone), Grace was standing on the stoop. She handed him one of the coffee cups she was clutching and followed him out to his truck without a word.
The drive and boat ride out to the Memorial were accomplished in companionable silence. Neither felt the need to say anything, even once they were fully caffeinated. As they took their places with the other families of the deceased, Grace slipped her smaller hand into Steve’s. He looked down at her for a second, at the solemn look on her face, and realized she was exactly the person he was supposed to share this with. She might not be his daughter in blood, but she was his daughter in spirit. His spine straightened just a little more in pride as the ceremony began.
Re: Steve & Grace
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Date: 2017-09-02 02:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-09-16 03:01 am (UTC)He had other scars though. Sometimes he felt like his entire heart had been ripped out and stomped on. Losing Bucky; finding Bucky. The ice. Coming back and losing everyone. Losing Peggy.
Of course it left scars.
They just weren’t the scars someone could see on his body.
Sometimes, after he’d pounded another heavy bag into oblivion, Steve wondered if it would be easier if his pain was written on his body.
But it wasn’t easier for Tony. Or Bucky. Or any of the veterans he met.
So Steve smiled. And shook hands. And pretended that no one knew about his battle scars.
Maybe one day it would be true.
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Date: 2017-09-02 02:43 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: 2017-09-02 02:47 pm (UTC)Don't let your heart bleed out
Just let the sunlight in
Let's silver-line your clouds
Nick Carter, "Second Wind".
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Date: 2017-09-11 02:59 am (UTC)Eleventh Hour by MJ Trow if you're interested (I haven't started it yet...)
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