Τρίτη: Sister(s)

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Hello, everyone. I’m foxxygoddess and I'm posting early again. Today's theme is Sister(s). Prompts can be about a female sibling, whether they're blood, foster, adoted, or metaphorical. Just having, wanting, needing, or even wishing you didn't have a sister. (this prompt is brought to you by my sister's birthday)



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...


+ Trollhunter(Netflix), Any, gaining a Sister-In-Arms


+ Hawaii 5-0, Any, a good sister and a good cop, there is no 'or'


+ Flash, Barry Allen + Iris West, being the sister your best friend needs



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[foxxygoddess.livejournal.com]

Trollhunter(Netflix), Any, gaining a Sister-In-Arms

[foxxygoddess.livejournal.com]

Hawaii 5-0, Any, a good sister and a good cop, there is no 'or'

[foxxygoddess.livejournal.com]

Flash, Barry Allen + Iris West, being the sister your best friend needs

[ami-ven.livejournal.com]

MCU/Hawkeye, Clint Barton/Phil Coulson + Kate Bishop + Daisy Johnson, "If our dads get married, does that make us stepsisters?"

[ami-ven.livejournal.com]

Any, any brother + sister, he had wanted a baby brother, but a baby sister is so much better

[ami-ven.livejournal.com]

Fairy Tales, Snow White + Rose Red, marrying royalty

[iceybreath.livejournal.com]

Kill la Kill, Satsuki Kiryuin + Ryuko Matoi, adjusting to being sisters

[katleept.livejournal.com]

Once Upon A Time, Red/Snow (+ Charming/Snow), Snow sees her as her sister, but Red will always love her as so much more.

[katleept.livejournal.com]

Charmed, Prue Halliwell/Piper Halliwell, more than sisters

[katleept.livejournal.com]

Charmed, Prue Halliwell + Piper Halliwell + Phoebe Halliwell, Being Charmed has brought them closer together in all ways than ever before.

[katleept.livejournal.com]

X-Men, Jubilee+/X-23, In some ways, they're sisters, but their bond runs far deeper.

[katleept.livejournal.com]

Marvel Comics, Quicksilver+/Scarlet Witch, He'll protect his sister until his very last breath.

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

Stargate Atlantis, Jeannie Miller + Rodney McKay, more than a brilliant scientist, she’s his sister

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

Stargate Atlantis, Evan Lorne + his sister, he may be a badass space pilot, but she’s still his big sister

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Any, Any, meeting the sister they didn't know they had

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Trixie Belden Mysteries/The Three Investigators, Trixie Belden +/ Jupiter Jones + Honey Wheeler, Trixie and Honey had been closer than sisters once upon a time

Not a fill yet, but

[vanillafluffy.livejournal.com]

Just wait...that thing Ive been working on, The Secret of the Weird White Wedding. Started out as a partial 3I reunion and ended up with with a guest appearance by Honey. So expect the results to show up in a lonely prompts event sooner or later (seriously, it's starting to feel as long as some of the books). Meanwhile, I also have one in the works for yesterday AND something for Music (from a couple weeks ago).

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Marvel Cinematic Universe, Bucky Barnes, meeting his sister's descendants

Fill: crossover w/ Political Animals (+ TJ Hammond)

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

“Wow. You really do look just like me. Or I look just like you. Grandma always said, but - wow.” TJ blinked.

The man sitting across from him could have been his twin, if he weren’t actually about six decades TJ’s senior. Given that he’d been frozen in time, he looked about the same age as TJ. Better, honestly. Ripped. If TJ had cared as much about going to the gym as he’d cared about getting high, he’d look like that.

Minus the metal arm, of course.

“Grandma,” Bucky Barnes echoed. “I - she was still a kid. When I saw her last.” When he’d shipped over to Europe with the 107th. Back in World War II.

Grandma had always talked about how her oldest brother had been a charmer and a flirt. The man sitting opposite TJ in the cramped booth in a greasy spoon diner in rural Virginia practically had his shoulders up around his ears, looked hunted. TJ couldn’t imagine what he’d been through. He probably had endless PTSD.

“Well, she’s Nana now,” TJ said. He offered a tentative smile. “Were you a musician too? I got music from her. I play the piano.” He had no idea what Great-Uncle Bucky knew about him, if he knew about the drugs or anything else.

“No. That was all her. Can’t sing a note.” Bucky clutched his coffee cup with one hand. He had his other hand shoved into his pocket, hiding his famous metal arm.

“Um...what did you do for fun? Before. I mean, inheriting your fabulous good looks is awesome and all, but I want to know. Because I’ve never been like Dougie.” Having the perfect twin was...difficult. TJ was lucky they didn’t look identical.

Bucky shrugged one shoulder. “Dancing, sometimes. Liked science. Stark Expo was always fun.”

TJ liked Stark Expo for the booze and other party amenities. He didn’t say that aloud, just nodded. “If you’d had a son he’d probably have looked something like me, right?”

Bucky shook his head. “Nope. Was never gonna have a son.”

“Oh. Because you got frozen -?”

“’M sly. Me and Steve. No kids.”

It took TJ a moment to parse the very old-fashioned slang. He smiled. “Oh. Hey. Me too. I don’t have a Steve, but - but if I did, we could have kids. Surrogate or adoption or something.”

Bucky raised his eyebrows. “You too?”

“Yeah. It’s genetic. Obviously it runs in the family.”

Finally, finally Bucky smiled, and TJ could see where he’d have been the flirty one, the charming one.

“So,” TJ said, “tell me what Nana was like when she was a kid.”

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Hawaii Five-0, Mary McGarrett + Danny Williams, Mary wants to know Danny's intentions towards her brother

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

Any, any/any, he/she/they said the one thing she didn't want to hear: "You're like a sister to me."

Not a fill...

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

But that's what my high school crush wrote in my yearbook. ::grins::

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

Practical Magic, Sally Owens + Gillian Owens, discussing when/if they should teach Sally's daughters about magic

Fill

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

“What do you think?” Gillian asked, staring down into the crib where her sleeping nieces lay. “When will they be old enough?”

Sally reached out, smoothed a hand over Kylie’s cheek. Kylie snuffled in her sleep, smiled, and Sally smiled back. “The more important question is should we teach them at all?”

Gillian could already tell that Kylie was going to grow up to be just like her. She looked at her sister. “Why wouldn’t we? It’s their heritage.”

“But their lives -”

“Won’t be any easier without magic,” Gillian said. “It’s a useful tool and a powerful skill. How afraid will they be, when a window breaks or it rains because they’re upset? And when their husbands die? And when they have children of their own?”

Sally gazed down at her daughters some more and sighed. “You’re right. I should teach them just enough to be safe.”

But then Gillian left and the girls’ father died and Sally cut it all off, no magic, no witchcraft, nothing for the girls.

Until Gary came into their lives.

“So,” Gillian said, “now that the curse is broken, are you going to do it? Teach them magic?”

Sally sighed. “I don’t know. They might be too young.”

Gary said, “Is magic more dangerous than a gun?”

Gillian shot him a look. He had no magic and his opinion was moot. “Magic and guns -”

“Magic can kill people, if misused. Or save them,” Gary said.

Gillian glared at him, but he had a point.

“Why?” Sally asked. “Why even make the comparison?”

Gary shrugged. “Well, a child, if given appropriate discipline and instruction, can safely handle a low-caliber, low-powered, single-shot rifle at around age eight. Maybe a bigger and better rifle by age twelve. Probably learn to use a handgun around fourteen or sixteen. Can own a rifle by eighteen, a handgun by twenty-one.”

Sally considered.

“It’s been my experience that girls mature faster than boys, don’t tend to make stupid decisions quite as much,” Gary continued. “You don’t have to teach them everything at once. Might be a good idea, besides, to kind of - structure things. So they can teach their own girls.”

“They’re almost twelve,” Gillian said.

Sally’s gaze went distant as she pondered her own book of shadows, the childhood spells she’d done, like the one that drew Gary to her.

“Fine,” she said.

Gillian cheered and hopped to her feet, went looking for her own book of shadows.

“But we’re taking it slow,” Sally called after her.

It was Antonia who asked Gary to help her make flashcards so she could memorize spell components. It was Kylie who first tried to cast a spell on him. Even Gillian was impressed at how patient he was about the process.

Sally was ready to call the study of magic a success until Kylie tried to blow out the candles on her birthday cake and almost set the house on fire.

After the debacle, which involved Gary ruining the birthday cake with the fire extinguisher and then Antonia drenching Gary with a water-summoning spell, Sally decided that maybe she should ask the Aunts for help after all.

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Buffy Summers + Dawn Summers, life before and after Dawn

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

Any, any f/f, someone makes the assumption that they're sisters

Fill: Into the Badlands, Odessa/Tilda, modern/present AU

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

“Which of you is the elder sister?” the boy asked.

Tilda and Odessa looked at each other.

Odessa arched an eyebrow, stirring her coffee slowly. “What makes you think we’re sisters?”

Tilda slid a possessive arm around Odessa’s shoulders and also arched an eyebrow.

The boy’s dark eyes went wide when he realized the implication of the gesture. “Oh! I just - you’re wearing matching blue outfits and both have butterflies and the way you move together -”

“We train together,” Tilda said.

“Train.”

“We’re Butterflies, for the Widow,” Odessa said, proud that she had joined the ranks, and that as a result the Butterflies were known for their beauty as much as their skill and prowess.

The boy swallowed hard. “Well. That’s impressive. I’m just going to -” He scooped up his coffee cup and fled.

Odessa giggled, and Tilda laughed with her. They clinked their cardboard coffee cups together in a toast.

“Next stop,” Odessa said, “the makeup store.” They’d pick up a delivery for the Widow, and maybe pick up some new cosmetics for themselves. They’d already bought new weapons that day.

Tilda kissed Odessa softly, and then she finished her coffee in a couple of swallows, crumpled the cup in her first. “Let’s go.”

They trailed out of the cafe together, hand-in-hand.

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

Any, any, sisters not by blood but by bond

[creepy_shetan]

author's choice, anyone without a sister + any, gaining a sister-in-law

[creepy_shetan]

Black Panther (MCU), Shuri + T'Challa (+ any), lime green

Somewhat cracky fill

[geckogirl89.livejournal.com]

(Mostly Shuri + T'Challa bonding. Mentioned Peter Parker + Shuri friendship, but it's a minor part of the fic. My first time writing in the MCU, and I hope you enjoy!)

Shuri was leading T'Challa down the hallway that led to her technology room, explaining all of the improvements in speed and efficiency she'd recently made to his suit.

"And I also altered the appearance slightly," she finished, pushing open the door.

T'Challa raised his eyebrows and apprehensively glanced over at his sister. T'Challa knew from experience that Shuri's particular tone of voice at that moment, especially when accompanied with the mischievous smirk she was sporting, did not bode good things for him.

Shuri led T'Challa over to an empty space in the room, where two mannequins were waiting for them, both draped in long black cloth. She grinned, pulled back the cloth on one of them, and presented her creation to him.

"Ta da! So, what do you think?"

T'Challa's mouth gaped open in shock for several seconds. "It's green," he said in disbelief.

Not the green that would have camouflaged him among the jungle leaves, or even the green that dominated the grassy fields of his homeland. This was a neon, obnoxiously bright lime green suit with black accents, rather than the black with silver accents that made up his current suit.

What was wrong with black and silver, T'Challa wondered silently.

"What do you think?" Shuri inquired, breaking through T'Challa's confused thoughts.

T'Challa cleared his throat awkwardly. "I appreciate all of the hard work you put into this, and I'm sure all of those improvements you mentioned will be very useful to me when I'm on missions with the suit. That said, I don't understand why you decided to change the color."

Shuri shrugged, glancing away from him as she casually adjusting the headpiece on the mannequin. "I think it's pretty. Don't you?"

T'Challa sighed. Sometimes, his sister could be so vexing.

"I just don't think it's right for me. I'm the Black Panther, not the Lime Green Panther."

She chuckled. "Well, if you wanted to stick with the panther theme, I could make you a pink version. But that would probably take a couple of days."

In his mind, T'Challa cursed the day Shuri had taken up an online friendship with Peter Parker. In their email exchanges, Peter often sent Shuri Youtube videos he found interesting, including clips from American TV shows. A few weeks ago, Shuri had mentioned something about a cartoon with a pink cat, which T'Challa had thought was odd but not particularly important at the time.

But now it seemed he would have to avoid becoming the Pink Panther as well.

T'Challa directed his sternest brotherly glare towards his sister, well aware that it would have no affect on her. "Shuri, can I just have my suit in a normal color? Please."

Shuri rolled her eyes and walked over to the other mannequin. "Fine, fine, I'll stop teasing you." She pulled back the cloth, revealing a mannequin with a suit that T'Challa was relieved to see was black. "Here's the real version."

T'Challa smiled gratefully and stepped closer to the mannequin. "It looks perfect, Shuri. Thank you."

"I'm glad you like it. Though if you ever decide you want to be less boring and more fashion-forward, I can make you a suit in another color if you like."

T'Challa ignored the slight dig at his fashion sense as he continued to examine the suit. "I think I'll stick with black."

"Maybe I'll make some new uniforms for the Dora Milaje," Shuri mused. "Perhaps they would appreciate my fashion sensibilities more than you do, big brother."

T'Challa bit back a laugh as he imagined Okoye reacting to whatever ostentatious garment Shuri might make for the all-female band of warriors. But if it would keep his little sister's "fashion sensibilities" away from his Black Panther suit, T'Challa was all for it.

"That might be a good idea," T'Challa said. "Now, do you have any demonstrations to show me, like you did the last time?"

As Shuri showed him what his new suit could do, T'Challa was thankful that he had a sister who was so skilled with technology. And as he left with his new suit, he was glad that he was still the Black Panther, and not the Lime Green Panther or the Pink Panther or any other kind of Panther than the one he was.