Friday: rainbows
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tigriswolf and today's theme is rainbows. Prompts can be about the actual phenomena or any of the multiple cultural connotations or any of the colors contained therein. Go wild.
Just a few rules:
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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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Fandom, Character +/ Character, Prompt
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tigriswolf and today's theme is rainbows. Prompts can be about the actual phenomena or any of the multiple cultural connotations or any of the colors contained therein. Go wild. 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
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: 2018-05-18 02:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-05-18 02:28 pm (UTC)Somewhere over the rainbow bluebirds fly
Birds fly over the rainbow.
Why then, oh, why can't I?
(Judy Garland)
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Date: 2018-05-18 02:29 pm (UTC)Fill: SGA, Gen
Date: 2018-05-19 04:27 am (UTC)She was standing beside Rodney and Lorne on one of the balconies, looking out over the Lantean ocean after a storm.
"Rainbows are what happens when light is refracted through the naturally-occurring prisms that are raindrops," Rodney said. "Light seems white, but when it bends, we can see all its constituent colors."
Lorne said, "My mother always told me that a rainbow was a message from my dad."
Rodney snorted. "Your father sent you rainbows?"
Lorne said, "My father died before I was born. Committed suicide, actually. My mother didn't want me to think my father didn't love me even though he didn't stick around, so...rainbows. A message from my dad. His way of saying he loved me. We Lornes are painters, you know? A rainbow was my dad painting I love you across the sky."
"Oh." Rodney hunched his shoulders, embarrassed, but Lorne seemed unbothered by his deeply personal confession.
"What about you, Teyla? What do rainbows mean to your people?"
"That it has rained," she said.
Lorne laughed. "Fair enough."
She nudged him gently. "I like your meaning, though. Many times I wished my father could be present, to speak to me and comfort me."
Rodney said, "When I was little, I'd tell Jeannie that if we got to the end of a rainbow, instead of a pot of gold, we'd find Grandma McKay waiting for us with a tray of bannocks and shortbread and tea."
"...Pots of gold at the end of a rainbow are Irish," Lorne said.
Rodney hunched his shoulders further, defensive. "Well, McKays are Scottish, so we got our grandma and Scottish food."
"Was she a kind woman? Your grandmother." Teyla glanced at him.
Rodney snorted. "Kind? No. Blunt and harsh? Absolutely. But - she taught me to love music. And science. And I know she cared about me."
Lorne said, "I can make bannocks, you know. And shortbread."
Rodney turned to him. "Is there anything you can't make?"
"The universe is divided into two categories," Lorne said loftily. "Things I can make, and things I have yet to make."
"I am interested in this shortbread," Teyla said. "Will you show me how to make it?"
"Sure." Lorne peeled away from the railing. "C'mon. You too, McKay. Citrus-free, I promise."
"Is there such thing as long bread?" Teyla asked.
Lorne laughed. "Not yet."
Re: Fill: SGA, Gen
Date: 2018-05-19 06:54 pm (UTC)This is lovely! Thank you!
Re: Fill: SGA, Gen
Date: 2018-05-19 11:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-05-18 02:31 pm (UTC)Some day we'll find it
The rainbow connection
The lovers, the dreamers, and me
(Kermit the Frog)
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Date: 2018-05-18 02:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-05-18 03:55 pm (UTC)She comes in colors ev'rywhere
She combs her hair
She's like a rainbow
She's a Rainbow by the Rolling Stones
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Date: 2018-05-18 03:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-05-18 03:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-05-18 03:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-05-18 03:56 pm (UTC)One kiss,
Over the rainbow
Breaches the distance
Between friendship
And love
Over The Rainbow by Sulaiman Mohd Yusof
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Date: 2018-05-30 11:50 am (UTC)“MAKE HIM SEAT DOWN, DEAN!” their father roared.
With a sigh, Dean turned in his own seat, unbuckled his seat belt, and grasped Sammy’s thin shoulders. “Come on,” he murmured much more softly than their father.
“But, Dad! Dean!” Sammy whined, struggling against his brother’s pull. “Don’t you see it?!”
“See what?” Dean asked, looking out the rearview mirror. He could still see the dark clouds of the storm through which they’d just passed. Hail had hammered the Impala’s roof, and he was sure he’d have dents to work out later. The winds had whipped her about, and he’d known the very moment his father had almost lost control of the car and had clung to Sammy for dear life -- not for his own, but for Sammy’s. Yet here the kid was again, once more trying to endanger their lives. “Sit down,” he grouched, pulling on him again.
Sammy continued to struggle against Dean’s hold. “But it’s Mom!” he whined.
Dean felt the car jerk as his father thundered “WHAT?!”
“It’s Mom!” Sammy said again, pointing at the strands of multi-colored lights that now shimmered between them and the storm.
The storm must be going the other way, Dean realized, if there was a rainbow between it and them. It had already passed through here, which made sense since the roads were wet. He could hear the Impala’s quickly moving tires splashing water.
“The rainbow!” Sammy explained, huffing because adults, and even big brothers, could be so blind sometimes. “It’s Mommy! She helped us through the storm!”
Dean stared at his little brother. He knew Sam still believed in Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, and the Easter Bunny. That was typical, little kid stuff, but to believe their mother was in a freaking rainbow?!
“The people we love who are gone from us,” Sammy said, as though it was an obvious fact the two older guys should already know very well, “look down at us through rainbows.”
“Dad?” Dean asked uncertainly, looking to the back of his father’s greyed head for advice.
John sighed heavily. “Let him look,” he said, defeated, at last. When Dean stayed beside his brother, also gazing out the back window at the rainbow, he wasn’t the least surprised. Instead he wondered silently if Mary was still watching over them. He hoped she was; he’d never make it through raising these boys alone if she wasn’t.
The End
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Date: 2018-06-22 01:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-05-18 05:52 pm (UTC)(310): It feels like eating ice cream while riding a unicorn over a rainbow waterfall made of glitter.
(415): That is possibly the gayest thing that was ever thought of by anyone anywhere.
Well, she is bisexual in the comics...
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Date: 2018-05-18 05:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-05-18 05:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-05-18 05:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-05-18 05:55 pm (UTC)(310): Should I get the rainbow boxer briefs???
(818): As your boyfriend, this is a level of gay that even I can't handle.
Fill: drabble: Spooks (MI5): Adam/Lucas
Date: 2018-05-18 08:40 pm (UTC)< I was thinking of t-shirts and sweatshirts, not boxers>
Adam waited for the reply, then, when Lucas failed to send one, sent a further text: <Yes, buy them!>
The reply was almost instantaneous. <Will do. Shall I buy you some too?>
<No, thank you. I have sufficient underwear>
It wasn’t long before Lucas bounced onto the Grid, looking very pleased with himself.
“Do I want to know?” Adam asked.
“They were doing buy one pack, get a second pack half-price, so I’ve got you some as well,” Lucas replied.
Re: Fill: drabble: Spooks (MI5): Adam/Lucas
Date: 2018-05-18 09:14 pm (UTC)Re: Fill: drabble: Spooks (MI5): Adam/Lucas
Date: 2018-05-18 09:16 pm (UTC)Re: Fill: drabble: Spooks (MI5): Adam/Lucas
Date: 2018-05-18 10:32 pm (UTC)RE: Re: Fill: drabble: Spooks (MI5): Adam/Lucas
Date: 2018-05-18 10:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-05-19 01:18 am (UTC)Fill: At the End of the Rainbow, G
Date: 2018-05-21 03:03 pm (UTC)He felt like he was on autopilot, the same way he’d felt since that awful day less than a week ago when he sat by Helen’s bedside and watched her die. It was like there was a cloying fog in his mind, and the weather seemed determined to match his mood. The grey, formless skies from the morning had built up and up and darker and darker, and halfway home, they opened up in a downpour. His windshield wipers could barely keep up.
It rained heavily for a few minutes, drenching the world in more greyness, then suddenly the heavy black clouds in front of him cleared. The rain slowed, then stopped, and John could see a sliver of light peering out ahead. A rainbow, and the end was straight in front of him, toward home. He watched it as long as he could, entranced by this small reprive that seemed to change the very quality of the air around him, until the colors faded back into the cloudy grey of the sky.
When he got home, there was a box waiting in front of his door. A puppy, from Helen, with love. His own little treasure at the end of the rainbow.
Re: Fill: At the End of the Rainbow, G
Date: 2018-05-25 02:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-05-24 08:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-05-24 08:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-05-24 08:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-05-26 08:28 am (UTC)no subject
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