Monday: Five Things/Times
Feb. 5th, 2018 04:30 pmHappy Monday, everyone, I'm
beckonade and today's theme is Five Things/Times. Prompts can be any variation of the classic Five Things format, including the 'five times something happened and one time it didn't' variation.
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...
+ NJPW: Kenny Omega/Kota Ibushi, five times they almost reunited and the one time they did
+ WWE: Charlotte Flair/Becky Lynch, five hotels on the road
+ WWE: Shinsuke Nakamura/AJ Styles, five things that happen in the build up to Wrestlemania
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 2018 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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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...
+ NJPW: Kenny Omega/Kota Ibushi, five times they almost reunited and the one time they did
+ WWE: Charlotte Flair/Becky Lynch, five hotels on the road
+ WWE: Shinsuke Nakamura/AJ Styles, five things that happen in the build up to Wrestlemania
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 2018 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: 2018-02-05 01:10 pm (UTC)Fill: Gundam Wing - Quatre/Trowa - Sweeter Than Wine
Date: 2018-02-05 11:48 pm (UTC)2. The hall was filled with lights, music and so many people that it was almost impossible for Quatre to hear what Trowa was saying even though they were standing right next to each other. Trowa, being a man of few words chose to skip the verbal invitation and tugged on Quatre's hand, then stepping in for a quick kiss before pulling him towards the dance floor.
3. Quatre had never celebrated Christmas so when he ended up trapped under the mistletoe with Lu he had no idea why everyone except Trowa and Zechs found it so funny. A peck on the cheek and an explanation later he made sure to maneuver Trowa under the greenery and try it out for real.
4. It wasn't a special day, just a random Tuesday, no different from any other, but being kissed away by sleepy Quatre made it seem pretty damn special to Trowa.
5. The mission had gone wrong, as wrong as it could without either of them being ready for a body bag. Crouched down behind the concrete barrier they were using for protection and unsure when or if help would arrive Trowa pulled Quatre close and kissed him with all the love and passion he had so no matter what happened there would never be any doubt about his feelings.
+1 Quatre was chilled to the bone and exhausted when he crawled into bed. Willing his brain to turn itself off instead of dissecting and analyzing the day he tried to settle on the far side of the bed, not wanting to risk startling Trowa awake through contact with his icy skin. Quatre's head had barely touched the pillow when Trowa rolled over and pulled him close, wrapping him in a cocoon of warmth. Relaxing into Trowa's familiar touch, Quatre let the slow, steady lullaby of Trowa's breathing sing him to sleep.
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Date: 2018-02-05 07:46 pm (UTC)FILL - Natasha Romanov/Pepper Potts
Date: 2018-02-07 08:19 pm (UTC)Pepper stumbled a little as she crossed the hotel ballroom to where Natasha was pulling on her coat.
“I’m staying here tonight, but I don’t trust myself not to sneak into Tony’s suite.” Pepper confessed, words slightly slurred. “Stay in my room and keep an eye on me?”
Natasha nodded.
When they got to Pepper’s hotel room, there was only one bed, which Pepper acknowledged with a giggle.
“We’ll have to behave ourselves,” she teased, before falling face-first onto the mattress and beginning to snore.
~*~*~*
Whoever had suggested the Avengers go camping as a team-building exercise was obviously an idiot.
After a day of strenuous hiking, battling bugs and ankle-deep mud, and several failed attempts at setting up tents in the rain, Tony announced that they would be spending the night at a nearby luxury lodge instead.
All Natasha wanted was a shower and a nice, soft bed.
“Wanna be roomies?” Pepper appeared beside her, linking their arms.
“Sure,” Natasha smiled.
~*~*~*
They’d been thrown in a dark cell, arms tied behind their backs, ankles bound as well, lying on a dirty mattress in the middle of the floor.
They’d “questioned” Natasha first, and she hoped she’d taken the brunt of what the enemy was going to dish out, because they hadn’t come for Pepper yet.
“Are you hurt?” Pepper asked quietly in the darkness.
Natasha ignored the throbbing in her body and the taste of blood in her mouth.
“I’m okay,” she reassured, then began maneuvering on the mattress so she could get near enough Pepper to work on breaking their restraints.
~*~*~*
It was late, and Natasha still hadn’t returned.
Pepper lay in bed, sleep evading her, as she stared at the glowing digits of the clock on the nightstand.
Finally the door clicked open, and Natasha slipped inside the bedroom.
Pepper reached to turn on a lamp.
“Don’t,” Natasha said. Her voice was rough.
“What happened?” Pepper started to sit up, but Natasha approached the bed and put a firm hand on the other woman’s shoulder. Pepper couldn’t quite make out Natasha’s features, but exhaustion was radiating off the Black Widow.
“Just let me hold you.” Natasha whispered.
She slid under the covers, not bothering to change, and took Pepper in her arms.
~*~*~*
Pepper shut the door behind the movers and beamed at Natasha. They were now officially living together.
The women looked around at the happy chaos that surrounded them.
“Let’s go set it up,” Pepper said, tilting her head toward the bedroom.
They’d done a good job of compromising on whose things they kept to furnish and decorate with, but one thing they had decided was to get a brand new bed. They’d spent hours in the mattress store the previous weekend, comparing preferences for firmness and height. They’d bought sheet sets and a new duvet. It was their first major purchase as a couple.
They successfully wrangled with the plastic covering the mattress and only worked up a bit of a sweat setting up the frame. Pepper selected a set of freshly-laundered sheets to be the inaugural covering.
After smoothing bedding and plumping pillows to their satisfaction, the women stood surveying their handiwork.
“It looks great.” Pepper decided, and Natasha raised her palm for a high-five.
“Well,” Natasha said after a few more moments, “we’d better get started on unpacking boxes.”
“I’ve got a better idea,” there was a mischievous glint in Pepper’s eyes as she settled on the bed. “How about we work on breaking this sucker in first?”
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Date: 2018-02-05 07:49 pm (UTC)FILL
Date: 2018-02-07 05:04 pm (UTC)Hades lifted a crown and placed it on her head, then pressed a kiss to her forehead. She should not have been surprised his lips were corpse-cold.
“Welcome, my queen.” He said.
She refused to cry.
~*~*~*
She paced the halls of their palace for hours sometimes those first few days.
“Are you troubled?” He asked.
“The cries of the damned. They haunt me,” she admitted.
“You will get used to them.” Hades kissed her softly on the cheek.
She was sure she never would, but as the days turned to weeks, she noticed the screams less and less.
~*~*~*
The first time she left him, she felt strangely conflicted. Could it be that she’d developed feelings for the Master of the Underworld? Could it be his domain had become a kind of home?
Hades kissed her hand tenderly before releasing her back to the surface.
~*~*~*
When Persephone left her mother again they both wept, clinging to each other until she could delay no more.
She arrived in Hell, prepared to remain solemn, but when Hades appeared, it struck her, even if she would only admit it to herself, how much she’d missed him.
He brushed her lips lightly with his own in greeting, and the tingle she felt was not from the coolness of his touch.
~*~*~*
When they lay together that evening, her heat warming him as he moved between her thighs, she met his mouth over and again in kisses so hot she could see her breath.
Shivers ran through her body, ones of pure pleasure. No more fear, no more regret.
And as she gripped his shoulders, gasping his name, she realized that she had never felt more alive.
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