Dydd Gwener: Boob Tube
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evil_little_dog and today's my birthday as well as the last day of my week of hosting here. I hope you've enjoyed my themes.
Today's theme is "Boob Tube" so all prompts should take place in television fandoms.
Just a few rules:
No more than five prompts in a row.
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Use the character's full names and fandom's full name for ease adding to the Lonely Prompts spreadsheet.
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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
Some examples to get the ball rolling...
+ Lucifer, Linda Martin + Chloe Decker, Helping hand
+ Lucifer, Ella Lopez + Dan Espinoza, A world of hurt
+ Star Trek TOS, Spock+/Christine Chapel, Introducing Christine to Vulcan "teddy bears" (i.e. Sehlat cubs)
+ The X-Files, Fox Mulder+/Dana Scully, Chocolate bar
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evil_little_dog and today's my birthday as well as the last day of my week of hosting here. I hope you've enjoyed my themes. Today's theme is "Boob Tube" so all prompts should take place in television fandoms.
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...
+ Lucifer, Linda Martin + Chloe Decker, Helping hand
+ Lucifer, Ella Lopez + Dan Espinoza, A world of hurt
+ Star Trek TOS, Spock+/Christine Chapel, Introducing Christine to Vulcan "teddy bears" (i.e. Sehlat cubs)
+ The X-Files, Fox Mulder+/Dana Scully, Chocolate bar
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.
tag=Television Fandoms
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Date: 2018-04-13 05:55 pm (UTC)Fill 1/2: Colonel of Truth, McShep
Date: 2018-04-13 07:56 pm (UTC)John glanced at him and then looked away. Major Lorne had a hand on John’s tac vest and was practically dragging John up the steps.
“Not right now, Doc,” he said sharply, the same tone he’d taken with Rodney at the beginning of his tenure on Atlantis.
Rodney frowned. “But Major -”
“I said not now,” Lorne snapped.
Rodney protested, “John, you can’t let him -”
John pressed his lips into a thin line and said nothing, and when Lorne pushed past Rodney, John followed him.
Lorne headed straight for the transporter, barking into his radio about getting a medical team to his quarters. When Captain Toriel approached with a question for John, Lorne snapped at him too, and then he and John were in the transporter and gone.
Rodney, furious, stabbed the button for the transporter. John was his teammate, and Rodney had legitimate inquiries into the results of the most recent offworld mission. Lorne had a reputation of not always getting along with the scientists, but he and Rodney had been doing better, or so Rodney thought. Sometimes Lorne used his first name.
When the transporter doors opened, Rodney stepped in, pressed the coordinates for the military residential atrium. Why was Lorne taking John to his quarters and not John’s? And why had John let Lorne treat him like that?
Rodney stormed over to Lorne’s door and swiped a hand over the door mechanism, but the light flared red and the door didn’t open.
Rodney sighed and activated the doorbell.
The door still didn’t open.
Rodney tapped his radio. “Lorne, let me in to see John.”
“Not now, Doc.”
“Yes, now.”
“No.”
“John’s not hurt. I need to talk to him.”
“He doesn’t want to talk to you right now.”
That hurt. Who the hell was Lorne to be speaking for John anyway? Rodney fished in his pocket, came up with his multi tool, wrenched the panel off the door control, rearranged some crystals, and forced the door open.
“John,” he said, “I need to talk to you about -”
He came up short when he saw John sitting on the edge of Lorne’s bed. He’d shed his tac vest and weapons, and Lorne had shed his gear as well. For some reason, John looked small and vulnerable with Lorne looming over him, one hand on his chin forcing his head up, peering into his eyes while he spoke rapidly on his radio.
“What are you doing to him?” Rodney demanded.
Lorne spun around. “Hang on, Carson. Doc, get out. Now.”
Rodney stormed closer. “No. Get your hands off my teammate.”
Lorne rolled his eyes. “It’s an emergency, and I’m trying to handle it. You need to leave until he’s been cleared by medical.”
“If John were in serious medical danger he’d have gone straight to the infirmary or a containment team would have met him at the gate,” Rodney said. He addressed John. “What’s going on?”
“I was force-fed truth serum and I can’t lie,” John said.
Fill 2/2: Colonel of Truth, McShep
Date: 2018-04-13 08:04 pm (UTC)“You have to go, Doc,” Lorne said, putting a hand on his shoulder.
Rodney shook him off. “No. I get why you wouldn’t want to leave him on an alien planet in this state, because he’s a security risk, but we’re teammates and best friends. We don’t have any real secrets, right, John?”
“Wrong.”
Rodney stared at him.
John avoided his gaze, pale and unhappy.
“You have secrets from me?” Rodney asked.
“Yes.”
“The truth serum is also a speech disinhibitor, so if you would stop talking to him and back off for a moment,” Lorne started, but Rodney gazed at John, confused and feeling hurt creep into him all over again.
“What secrets could you possibly have that you don’t mind Lorne knowing but that you would want to keep from me?” he asked.
“Secrets about you,” John said, and but his lip, turned his face away, closed his eyes.
“What about me?” Rodney asked.
John shook his head, expression pained.
“John, we are friends, right?”
John nodded tightly, still turned away from him, eyes still closed.
“You like me, right?”
John nodded again, more vigorously, eyes squeezed shut.
“So what’s the problem?”
“Doc, don’t,” Lorne said.
“John,” Rodney said, “tell me the truth.”
John choked out, “I’m in love with you.”
Rodney rocked back on his heels. He hadn’t expected that. Had hoped for it often, sure, but hadn’t expected to hear it, not in a million years. He’d been afraid that the truth was that John pitied him or felt sorry for him or barely tolerated him, not -
Rodney looked at Lorne. “You knew?”
Lorne’s expression was grim. “Who do you think makes sure the KP Marines always set aside a brownie for you on the nights you don’t make it to the mess hall?”
“But...John always brings me my extra-special brownie.”
Lorne said nothing, jaw tight.
Rodney turned to John. “Why did you never tell me?”
“What’s the point? You’ve always panted after Carter and hot Athosian babes and that archaeologist on Dagan and Katie Brown in botany.” John opened his eyes and looked up at Rodney, agonized. “And if anyone else found out, they’d send me away, I’d be gone, out of the Air Force, stripped of my clearance, I’d never see you again -” He shook his head and buried his face in his hands.
“You told Lorne.”
“He didn’t tell me a thing,” Lorne said. “I didn’t ask, he didn’t tell. But I do have eyes.”
“And you’ve been...enabling him.”
“He’s the best damn commanding officer I’ve ever had. And his continued wellbeing is key to our survival.”
John said, voice hollow, “Go. We’ll talk after the drugs have cleared my system.”
“Major,” Carson said, hurrying into the room. “You stopped answering my radio calls - oh.” He came up short when he saw Rodney. He looked at John, then back at Rodney. “Rodney knows.”
Rodney threw his hands up. “Did everyone know but me?”
Lorne waved a hand at his door, and it slid shut, locked once more.
“Rodney, I need you to step out while I take care of Colonel Sheppard,” Carson said, opening his black medical bag.
“No.” Rodney pushed past him, knelt down in front of John. “Hey, look at me.”
John met his gaze with the kind of steely resolve he usually had when facing down a Wraith.
“I’m in love with you too,” Rodney said.
John frowned. “But - Carter and Katie -”
“I’m bi, you’re in the American Armed Forces, and I was never one to really linger on wanting what I could never have.”
John said, “I want to kiss you right now.”
Lorne turned pink.
Carson pointedly looked away.
“I want to kiss you too, but I’d rather do it when you’re yourself,” Rodney said. “So I’ll go, let Carson take care of you. And we will talk later, okay?”
John nodded.
Rodney stood up, clapped Lorne on the shoulder. “Thanks for protecting him.” He nodded at Carson. “Do your best.”
And then he left the room.
Later, when John found him, little talking happened, but their kisses and touches spoke volumes.
Re: Fill 2/2: Colonel of Truth, McShep
Date: 2018-04-13 11:47 pm (UTC)Poor Lorne. Trying so hard to help John keep his secrets, but there's no stopping Rodney when he's on a mission. I'm so glad he doesn't hesitate to let John know that his feelings are returned. And that last line. ::melts::
Thank you so much!!
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Date: 2018-04-13 07:21 pm (UTC)Lately I've been, I've been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
Baby I've been, I've been praying hard
Said no more counting dollars, we'll be counting stars
(One Republic, “Counting Stars”)
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Date: 2018-04-13 07:45 pm (UTC)She's a rebel
She's a saint
She's the salt of the earth
And she's dangerous
(Green Day, "She's A Rebel")
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Date: 2018-04-13 07:48 pm (UTC)You bite my lip
You spike my blood
You make my heart beat faster
(Matt Nathanson, "Faster")
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Date: 2018-04-13 07:48 pm (UTC)I am covered in skin
No one gets to come in
Pull me out from inside
(Counting Crows, “Colorblind”)
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