free for all
Nov. 10th, 2017 11:18 pm.........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: 2017-11-11 05:19 am (UTC)Guardians of the Galaxy, author's choice, if the Infinity Stone had merged with Peter Quill
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Date: 2017-11-11 05:19 am (UTC)The Princess Diaries (films), Mia Thermopolis/Lily Moscovitz, the marriage law doesn’t say the princess has to marry a man
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Date: 2017-11-11 05:19 am (UTC)DC TV/Marvel movies, Oculus!Leonard Snart (+ Mick Rory & or Barry Allen) & the Guardians of the Galaxy crew, the Oculus only existed because of an infinity stone
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Date: 2017-11-11 05:20 am (UTC)Supernatural, Sam Winchester + or / Dean Winchester,
And California never felt like home to me
And California never felt like home
And California never felt like home to me
Until I had you on the open road and I was singing
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Date: 2017-11-11 05:21 am (UTC)DC TV/Marvel movies, Savitar vs author's choice, the God of Motion ends up in another universe
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Date: 2017-11-11 02:29 pm (UTC)Shadowhunters, Magnus/Alec, Aftermath of a Battle
Date: 2017-11-11 08:19 pm (UTC)The shadowhunter took Magnus' hand, stopping him. "I just need some rest, Magnus," he said, before slowly moving to the bed, groaning as he sat down. He reached down to remove his boots, but winced in pain and stopped.
Magnus walked over and knelt down before the shadowhunter. He unlaced the boots and set them aside, not caring that there was blood and demon ichor now staining his rug. He then worked on getting Alec's pants removed, carefully sliding them down so he didn't hurt him more. He looked up at Alec. "Are you sure you don't want my help?"
"I just want to rest."
Magnus' eyes roamed over Alec's body. "You need a bathe before you rest. I could get one started for you? It'll help."
Alec just nodded, too tired to say anything else. Magnus left and started the bath water, infusing it with some magic before coming back for Alec who had drifted off. He gently touched his shoulder. "Hey."
Alec opened his eyes and Magnus brushed his fingers along Alec's cheek, careful not to touch a bruise near his eye. "Come on, let's get you washed up." He helped Alec up and into the bath, the shadowhunter giving out a groan as he sat down, making Magnus' heart ache. No matter how many times he had seen Alec in this state, it still broke his heart.
He helped wash Alec off as the shadowhunter began to drift once more. The magic he had put into the water slowly began to sink into Alec's skin, healing what it could. Alec watched as the bruises began to disappear, but said nothing.
"I know what you said, but-"
"It's okay, Magnus," Alec said, leaning his head back. "Thank you."
The water was a mix of red and black when Magnus finally began to drain it. He lifted Alec out and dried him off before helping him into bed once more. It hurt him to see Alec like this, and it killed him that with all his magic, he couldn't make all the wounds disappear completely.
He laid Alec down and curled around him, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. "Sleep, Alexander," Magnus whispered. "Sleep now."
Alec nodded, falling asleep almost instantly. Magnus was aware that there had been an ambush and wished he had been there to prevent most of the damage done.
The next morning, the bruises and smaller cuts were gone, leaving no evidence that they had ever been there at all, but there were a few burns and larger cuts, one particular nasty one that had been on his side had now scarred.
Magnus looked Alec over. Even though he knew the magic infused bath healed everything, he had to make sure.
"I'm okay, Magnus," Alec said, taking Magnus' hands and holding them. "I'm home and I'm safe."
"I'm sorry, I just worry about you."
"I know," Alec said, leaning forward and pressing a soft kiss to Magnus' lips. "but I'm okay." He pulled back and ran his fingers through Magnus' hair. "How about we go lay down for a bit?"
Magnus nodded and they laid back on the bed, Magnus spooning Alec, his fingers running over old scars. "Be more careful, Alec," Magnus whispered. "Please. For me."
Alec took Magnus' hand and held it tight. "I'm as careful as I can be." He brought their hands up to his lips and pressed a kiss over the ring on Magnus' index finger that he had bought him for their anniversary. "I'll always come home to you, Magnus, always."
Magnus didn't say anything, he just held Alec tighter to him.
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Date: 2017-11-11 11:07 pm (UTC)Why'd you come? You knew you should have stayed
I tried to warn you just to stay away
And now they're outside ready to bust
It looks like you might be one of us
(Twenty One Pilots)
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Date: 2017-11-12 01:45 am (UTC)Fill- prob not what you wanted but I Love this prompt
Date: 2017-11-12 03:55 am (UTC)She would spend days hunting, stalking, preying on anything she thought her lord would admire her for, and she took pride in it. But the best part of it, she remembers, was the glory she would drown in.
The fire burning her skin would seem to cool in light of her master’s praise- a sharp smile, dark eyes, and an increase in rank everytime she beat her own records, until she became his closest warrior. She remembers how he pulled her close and the red splattered across her skin was vibrant and reflective in his own eyes, and she would close her eyes as his breath blew over her ear and soak if all in.
The glory, the blood, the absence of the fire burning against her skin and strain in her muscles everytime she practiced.
She would brag, of course. As every underworld creature did about their spoils and favor with their lord. She would laugh, drinks in hand and hungry she’s always watching, and it would feel like she was drowning in something other than fire for a change.
Drowning in gold, in glory, in blood shed. It was her legacy, and thinking about it now, she realizes that is all the underworld will ever know of her.
Not the lower class demon that came before and fought her way up, not the demon she is now: still fighting and serving her lord, in the moral realm no less. No magic, no fire, no glory.
There is still blood, however. And she does continue her legacy, when her master is taken care of.
She captures all of the criminals Chloe does not: the ones she hides, the ones she misses, the ones she can’t get herself.
But Maz can. They are next to nothing compared to what she fought and won against to earn her place by her master’s side.
She finds them, tracks and hunts, and kills them: not always quick and not always careful but always clean. No mess, no proof. Because while she does not understand this realm’s rules, she knows better than to concern herself too closely with them: whether it be bu accident or force.
It’s bloody and gory and as dangerous as she wants to make it.
But it doesn’t feel like drowning in glory anymore. The blood no longer fits her like a finely made dress, and the flesh no longer pleases her with its stillness.
Her legacy is gone, dead in many of the eyes of those she is sure have already replaced her, and she didn’t think she would even miss the slight singe constantly pawing at her skin.
She still fights, but for the first time in her life, she’s not sure if it means anything.
Re: Fill- prob not what you wanted but I Love this prompt
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