Friday: Book Titles
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reeby10 and unfortunately this is the end of my themes for the week. I hope you enjoyed them! Today's theme is book titles. Prompts can be a book title of any sort.
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...
+ Harry Potter, Voldemort + any, How to Win Friends and Influence People
+ The Flash (tv), Cisco Ramon/Harry Wells, The Millionaire Next Door
+ any, any + any, My Best Friend's Exorcism
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.
reeby10 and unfortunately this is the end of my themes for the week. I hope you enjoyed them! Today's theme is book titles. Prompts can be a book title of any sort.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...
+ Harry Potter, Voldemort + any, How to Win Friends and Influence People
+ The Flash (tv), Cisco Ramon/Harry Wells, The Millionaire Next Door
+ any, any + any, My Best Friend's Exorcism
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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Date: 2017-09-08 02:42 pm (UTC)Any, Any/Any Modern Lovers
Date: 2017-09-08 05:36 pm (UTC)Alec looked up, quirking an eyebrow at him. Magnus grinned at him, but said nothing, just content to take in the sight before him. It had been some time since they had been able to relax. To just be themselves and be with each other. No Clave or Institute business calling Alec away. No summons from the Seelie Court or downworlder problems calling for Magnus' attention.
Magnus found that he liked his private time with Alec. Actually preferred it to going out. It wasn't like they couldn't be found. But, people tended to leave them undisturbed if they were locked away in Magnus' home. Their home really. It had become their sanctuary. Alec had all but moved in with him. The only thing keeping Alec from calling the apartment his home was his duty to the Institute. He ran it and had to make his presence known and seen. But, that didn't stop him from slipping out unseen to be here at night.
It just made it difficult for Magnus when he woke in the morning to find Alec's side of the bed cold and him gone. But, he wouldn't push. Alec had his own key and knew Magnus would be waiting for his return, no matter the time. They both knew the situation wasn't ideal and Alec wasn't any happier about it, but it just made their time together all the sweeter.
Magnus looked over at Alec. He was deeply engrossed in a book. He clutched at the pages. Blue eyes roving over the print. It looked like he was searching through the book for something. Alec would read, then flip the page, read again and flip back a few pages. It made Magnus curious as to what Alec was reading and what he seemed to be searching for.
Magnus fought the urge to get up and walk over to Alec. To reach down and pry the book from his fingers. To examine the book which held Alec's attention. What was so interesting? Magnus had to know. He needed to know. It felt like a secret that Alec was dangling in front of him. 'You can watch me read, but you're not allowed to know what I'm reading.' He felt his fingers itch to take the book in his hands.
Finally, Magnus gave in. The desire was too strong. Getting up, he walked over to Alec and stood in front of him. Blocking the light so Alec had to look up at him. As he looked up, Magnus noticed Alec's eyes widen and his cheeks begin to turn pink like he'd been caught doing something he wasn't supposed to.
"What are you reading?" Magnus meant for the worse to come out as casual. He didn't manage that. It sounded like he was on edge. Alec marked his page and handed the book to Magnus and then looked away. Magnus read the title and smiled.
'Modern Lovers.'
"Is it any good?" Magnus asked, now intrigued.
"Ye-yeah." Alec stammered. "It's very interesting. I'm learning some new techniques." Alec said and then wiggled his eyebrows as a playful grin appeared on his face.
Magnus handed him the book, returning Alec's grin with his own. "Well then, read on. And when you're done, I might just have to borrow this." Magnus said as he pointed to the book before stealing a quick kiss.
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Date: 2017-09-08 04:22 pm (UTC)Fill: drabble Star Trek AOS: McCoy/Bones: Rating PG-13 (mention of)
Date: 2017-09-08 05:46 pm (UTC)“How much do you love me?” Bones murmured. Which in a way was ridiculous; did Rudybago’s species even experience love?
“I love you more than the smell of swamp gas,” the alien replied.
“That high?” Probably as well to be flippant.
“And swamp gas is my second favourite thing in the whole universe.”
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Date: 2017-09-09 12:35 am (UTC)No One Is Listening (GoT) 1/2
Date: 2017-09-27 12:35 am (UTC)Sansa nods and rises, her guards and Theon falling in around her as she makes her way to the Great Hall. Unlike the Red Keep, Winterfell's stones are as gray as the Northern skies despite a shared history of bloodshed. Sansa does not know which occurred first - the poison or the blade? What she does know she tells none but the maester with her words wrapped in delicately formed questions.
She never saw the killer's face: the Bastard of Bolton enjoyed taking her like the wolf-bitch she was. It was the wet warmth that pooled on her back, and the frantic, weak spasms of her dying husband's nails on her skin that let her know they’d an audience. Relief muddled the fear that held her heart hostage, the last blood of Bolton slowly sliding off the bed, and Sansa had resolutely not moved until she heard the unlatching of the lock and the old hinges creak.
The houndmaster's daughter's face had been abandoned on the floor by the door.
A handful of days later Roslin Tully had arrived at Winterfell with Sansa’s tiny cousin in tow and a tale on her lips. Any other would believe the woman mad for even daring to think a Bolton free Winterfell would be welcoming to a scion of the Walder Frey. Any other would hear her words -Winter came for House Frey, but my Cat is a Tully- and think them nothing but a weak woman’s delusions.
But Sansa is Lady of Winterfell, and when the ravens arrive in the weeks after her uncle’s widow telling how Lord Frey poisoned his own family during a feast celebrating Riverrun’s inevitable capitulation under siege she knows.
As Sansa enters the Great Hall she can see that the Karstarks are all bluster, and anger, and she holds a keep with little more than aged servants and green boys. Her Lady’s face is as cold as snow as she takes her seat, Theon shuffling quickly to pull it out for her. Behind them is a peasant boy, face wane and bruised as he tries to make himself small, but the box he holds with a possessive fearfulness brings warmth to her cheeks. Sansa does not know what is inside, but raven arrived first, and she can guess.
“You’re late.” Sansa says, addressing Harald Karstark. “Raven’s were sent requesting oaths of fealty weeks ago.”
The man’s jaw clenches, and he covers it up with a disgusted sneer. “We already gave our pledge, Lady Bolton.”
“Bastards inherit nothing, my Lord.” Sansa says instead, and lowers her eyes as she remembers Margaery doing. Margaery, who now rules in King’s Landing as Queen with an enraged, focused Tommen at her side. “Not land. Not names. My husband was a Snow. I am a Stark. Swear to House Stark.”
He is tense and angry, and his own men shift and grumble at his side. Next to Sansa, Roslin hushes little Catlyn by offering a tit to the girl. Finally, Harald gathers his hate and spits it at her: “Whatever blood our Houses once shared, your own brother spilled, girl. I’ll not swear to you - fuck the rumors. There’s no ghost here but that reeking thing at your side.”
Sansa inclines her head to acknowledge the grievance and motions for the fearful peasant boy to approach. She does not need the Karstarks. The Umbers, Mormonts, Manderlys, and Reeds have all pledged, with promises of men to secure her hold. Thirty bears have been sent ahead of Lyanna Mormont’s party and they man her walls faithfully alongside merfolk.
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Date: 2017-09-27 12:36 am (UTC)It is a threat. One of her few men at arms takes the box from the boy, who dances on his feet in indecision before slinking to the shadows, and places it before her on the high table. Sansa flicks her long, red hair over her shoulder negligently. She begins undoing the complicated knots of twine securing the box while speaking, “I have been married twice over, this is true. Winterfell and the North are still healing, this is also true. But my father had a saying that was not our house words, and not a motto of sorts the smallfolk like to bandy about, but a simple statement. There must always be a Stark in Winterfell.”
The lid of the box is set to the side, and a small smile turns her mouth as she lifts the contents free. The hall goes quiet.
A wig of long, luxurious, golden hair spills out of the box.
"Well, assassination is natural causes for a king." - Granny Weatherwax, Wyrd Sisters
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