Monday Monday - Any Any

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Good morning Everyone! You may recognize me as evil_little_dog. Our theme today is Any/Any. So prompt anything - TV shows, movies, books - but don’t use any character names, just Any/Any.

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...
+ Any SF, Any+Any, Gala dinner for visiting dignitary leads to something horrible.

+ Marvel Cinematic Universe, Any+Any (or any grouping), Like one big (dysfunctional) family

+ Any spy or cop series, Any, Undercover Santa

+ Any pre-2000 fandom, Any+Any - If they’d had cell phones then

+ Harry Potter, Any/Any, A very, very unexpected couple show up at a Hogwarts reunion

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 2016 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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[cozy-coffee.livejournal.com]

Any, any/any, kiss

Shadowhunters - Alec/Magnus - Something

[lil-1337.livejournal.com]

It wasn't their first kiss or any other number of note, but still Alec could feel something welling up from within him. Something deep and powerful that had the ability to change everything about him. This connection he had to Magnus kept drawing him in and pulling him forward. He wasn't sure what the destination was, wasn't sure he wanted to know, but for now he all he wanted to do was hold on with both hands and enjoy the ride.

[cozy-coffee.livejournal.com]

Any, any, cozy hoodie

Frozen, Strictly Come Dancing, Nadiya/Davood, G

[femme-slash-fan.livejournal.com]

She shivers again and he smiles, pulling off his oldest, coziest hoodie and slipping it over her head, making sure she could get her arms in before tugging it down further so she was warmer. The hood fell forwards over her eyes and she laughed slightly, looking up slightly at him so she could see his face.

“Thanks...”

“No problem.”

His smile is warm even as he tucks her into his side, glad they have the type of friendship where this isn’t awkward. It feels so right, like this. Warm, cozy and cared for. She will never admit how she feels, and he cannot, but they can, and will, be friends.

[cozy-coffee.livejournal.com]

Any, any, heartbeat

'Say You Love Me', Strictly Come Dancing, Nadiya/OFC, G

[femme-slash-fan.livejournal.com]

Her heart skips a beat even as she slips into the room, looking for the other girl. She knew she was here, somewhere. A rustle of noise from the shadows and the other girl emerged, stepping to take her hands.

“Say you love me...”

“You know I do...”

The reply is soft and the Phantom draws a hand to her chest, pressing it there before moving to press her own to Nadiya’s. The feeling of their hearts, beating as one, in tune, was just enough to calm her.

“Take me home...”

The Phantom smiles, leading her into shadows and to the hidden lair.

[tigriswolf]

Author’s choice, author’s choice, let's find something still alive left to kill

MCU - Clint + Coulson - Strike Back

[lil-1337.livejournal.com]

Clint swallowed hard, forcing down the bile trying desperately to escape. He'd seen death before, even brutal death on a frighteningly large scale, but this was different. The pile of bodies had been people he knew. Not well, not friends most of them, but still familiar faces in the halls and students he had once talked to about about stealth and the art of being a sniper.

Most of them were kids, new recruits that weren't even full fledged agents yet. The rest were old timers who either had retired from the field or decided that teaching was where their passion was. Several of them he had worked with on more than one mission.

Turning away from the mass of what was now just meat, Clint tapped his comm, setting it for a channel that went straight to Coulson, by passing the open frequency the rest of the team was using.

"I found them. Most of them anyway. Haven't counted to be sure. Gonna need a clean up crew here. One with strong stomachs."

"Roger that Hawkeye." Coulson's tone was professional, but Clint could hear the undertone of compassion and grief. "I'm getting some readings that indicate there are other life forms near where you are. Check it out, but be cautious. If we're lucky there might be some survivors. We don't want to lose you too."

"I wouldn't bet anything on that you aren't prepared to lose."

"While there is life there is hope." Coulson's voice was a solid lifeline and Clint used it to push down his rage, transforming it into a lazer sharp focus.

"Sorry to disappoint you, but there's not much life here."

"If you find any hostiles made sure to leave us one or two to interrogate."

"I'd do my best, Sir, but I wouldn't bet on that either." Before Coulson could respond Clint tapped the comm again. He was going hunting and the last thing he wanted right now was the voice of reason in his ear talking him down.

[tigriswolf]

author's choice, author's choice, tell them the body is a blade that sharpens by cutting

fill: marvel: if you have any recs for these 2 (cause i already read all ur amazing stuff) plz share

[rhymesofblue.livejournal.com]

Clint doesn't question.

He knows what he is, what he is made for, who he is meant for. He takes the file, reads his mission, stares and skims before snapping his gaze back up.

He simply asks, "How?" Bow already fastened over his shoulder, arrows bundled, and knives already stored.

Blue eyes watch blue eyes.

"You," Loki says, all teeth and whispers, fallen kings and broken soldiers, "only you."

Clint nods.

Loki smiles.

[tigriswolf]

author's choice, author's choice, you'll never forget yourself the way god forgets his hands

fill: leverage, because how can i not think of Eliot Spencer in this context?

[rhymesofblue.livejournal.com]

He washes his hands after every job, whether it’s up close or miles away with a riffle in one hand and a finger on the trigger. It doesn’t matter.

He spends hours over porcelain sinks, over plastic baths, under hoses under the cover of trees, trying to rub the stains off; trying to cleanse pale skin of taint. Rubbing and cleaning until his hands are crusting over in his own blood, and he thinks: penance, in its own form.

Parker asks, one day, because she’s curious where he’s quiet, “Why do you do that?” and he knows better than to lie, she reads him best.

And she understands, in a way. At least, better than the others do.

There’s something missing in her like it is him, something too easily found in Hardison and Sophie, found easily enough when searched for in Nate.

So he says, “Cause I’ll never forget, but no one else should have to remember,” and turns off the water, grabs a towel to dry with.

Parker frowns, but her eyes hold something close enough to understanding.

“That’s not fair,” she says.

He cracks a laugh, but he thinks it comes out sadder than intended.

Eliot shrugs, “Nothing really is,” and tries to ignore her stare.

[tigriswolf]

Author’s choice, author’s choice, history wants to hurt you

fill: marvel (my guilty ship) Bruce Banner/Loki

[rhymesofblue.livejournal.com]

Loki smiles, taps brown hair with a silver tip, turns brown to blue, asks, what do you see?

And Bruce sees devastation. Sees war and fallen places; sees Tony flying and Steve dying and Natasha right behind, an arrow through the chest.

He sees a man swallow a bullet, sees a monster spit it out.

He sees cities fall and homes crumble and people dying out on the streets.

Loki smiles, devilish, cruel, charming, says, we can change that.

And Bruce, nods, eyes tinted blue and body still white instead of green: believes him.

[tigriswolf]

Any space-based fandom, author’s choice, and now the stars are finally just dead planets again

fill: star wars a new hope (i just really love your prompts today, wow)

[rhymesofblue.livejournal.com]

“It was beautiful, once,” Poe says, watching starship fleets fly by, trying to ignore the itch of his uniform clinging to his skin, grips his trooper helmet tighter under his arm, “the stars and the planets, the festivals and people. The elders told me so.”

Finn remembers watching Kylo Ren’s eyes blaze red, as planets and civilizations are destroyed at whim, as species and populations are slaughtered for the refusal to bow.

“Once,” Finn says, watching Poe’s eyes wonder and gaze at the stars through the window, and something in him aches, “must be nice, to remember ‘once’.”

[profshallowness.livejournal.com]

Any, Any, A glimpse into their future

[profshallowness.livejournal.com]

Pitch Perfect, Any (or Any + Any), when they sing this song, they know it's Christmas,

[reeby10.livejournal.com]

Person of Interest, any, sometimes violence is the only answer

[reeby10.livejournal.com]

any, any, confessing to a crime in their sleep

[reeby10.livejournal.com]

Harry Potter, any/any, chocolate

[reeby10.livejournal.com]

any, any +/ any, (785): Hey now one little girl thought it was cool I was covered in blood. Apparently according to her Mom she wants to be a surgeon when she grows up

[reeby10.livejournal.com]

Star Wars, any, we are what the past has made us

[bluegansey.livejournal.com]

It (2017), any, in the end the end is just the end

[bluegansey.livejournal.com]

Any, any, Star Wars AU

[bluegansey.livejournal.com]

Star Wars, any/any, in-universe time travel

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Hawaii Five-O, any, A Surfer's Christmas List (Surfaris)

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Stargate Atlantis, any m/m, You Don't Have to Be Alone (On Christmas) (NSYNC)

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Marvel Cinematic Universe, any m/m, Christmas in My Hometown (Travis Tritt)

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Any, any, Walkin' 'Round in Women's Underwear (Bob Rivers)

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Any SF, Any+Any, Gala dinner for visiting dignitary leads to something horrible.

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Marvel Cinematic Universe, Any+Any (or any grouping), Like one big (dysfunctional) family

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Any spy or cop series, any, Undercover Santa

Any spy or cop series, any, Undercover Santa

[jdl71.livejournal.com]

Steve rolled his eyes and wondered for the 100th time that day how he got himself into this situation. He smiled and waved from the giant chair he was sitting on. He looked around the crowd and his eyes settled on Danny Williams. His eyes narrowed, remembering now why he was here at the mall, dressed as Santa, sitting in the oversized chair with a child on his lap. He made a mental note to kill his partner when this was over.

"And I want a skateboard and a surfboard and . . ." The kid was speaking but Steve had stopped listening. He smiled, patted the kid on the head and agreed to whatever it was he was asking for. He helped the kid down and waited for the next one to walk up to him, a fake smile plastered on his face behind the fake white Santa beard he wore.

He surveyed the area. There had been several thefts in the mall lately and they were there to see if they could catch the thief. He watched as a man wearing an overcoat walked through the crowd. The man looked back and forth several times as if he was either searching for someone or something. Steve watched as the man darted behind an elderly couple. Steve caught Danny's eye and with a jut of his chin he motioned for Danny to walk in the direction the man just had.

Steve looked down to help the next kid up on his lap when a loud scream cut through the mall. "He grabbed my purse." The elderly woman screamed out. Steve hefted the kid off his lap and was up and running after the guy with the purse as Danny followed after them. The man wearing the overcoat weaved through the crowd, knocking people out of his way. The man turned back to see if he was being followed and was hit by a flying Santa.

Steve had followed after the thief, watching as he knocked people around. Knowing he had to stop the man before anyone got hurt, Steve saw his opportunity. He used an empty bench as leverage and flung himself at the man, hitting him and taking him down to the ground amid applause. Steve rolled him over, grabbed his handcuffs, cuffed the guy and announced he was under arrest as Danny caught up to them. Steve handed the thief off to Danny who read him his rights and began to walk him away from the crowd.

Steve brushed himself off and looked around, seeing the wide-eyed expressions of the crowd and he laughed. "That man is on my permanent naughty list." Steve said. "Remember, I'm always watching, seeing who's naughty and who's nice." He said as he turned to follow after Danny.