Wednesday: Blue

[raktajinos.livejournal.com]

Hello, everyone. I’m raktajinos and today's theme is Blue. Prompts can be about the colour blue, or about the emotions that come to mind (such as melancholy, calmness, etc), or you can refer it to weather, iconography, fandoms, character names, etc. This week we'll be embracing all the colours of the wind!


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, any, "all day and all night and everything he sees is just blue
Like him, inside and outside
+ Almost Human, Dorian/John Kennex, John became fascinated with the different light patterns in Dorian's skin
+ any, any, that bisexual lighting

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[scribblemyname]

K Project, Fushimi Saruhiko, coming to grips with his new color

[cozy-coffee.livejournal.com]

Any, any, cozy blue hoodie

Fill : NCIS Bishop/Torres

[helsinkibaby.livejournal.com]

cozy blue hoodie


As the snow falls thick and fast outside the window, Ellie curls up on the couch with a book propped up against her knees. Both hands are curled around a mug of hot chocolate that she sips from every so often. The heating is going full blast and she has a thick blanket draped over her legs so she's snug as can be. Gibbs has already called, they're not going to be called in today so she's planning on staying inside, staying warm and doing as little as possible.

She grins when the bedroom door opens to reveal Nick standing there. He's wearing boxers and a t-shirt, meaning she can see gooseflesh on his skin from clear across the room. He still manages to smile at her. "Making yourself at home, I see."

She shrugs one shoulder. "I couldn't sleep," she says simply, swinging her legs down from the couch onto the ground. She's careful not to dislodge the blanket though. "I didn't want to disturb you."

"You should have woken me." Nick comes towards her, drops down on the couch beside her. "I'm sure we would have found something to do." He waggles his eyebrows, as if she couldn't work out his meaning. He leans into her, presses a kiss to her cheek, then pulls at the hoodie she's wearing.

"Nice," he says and she looks down at it, holds out one arm and studies the blue material.

"You like it?" she asks and he nods an affirmative.

"Oh, I do, I do." He murmurs, his fingers running along the edge of the hood. "In fact, I like it so much that I actually bought it." He sounds very amused and she bites her lip, looks up at him between her lashes.

"I was cold when I got up," she tells him honestly. "Besides... it smells like you."

The first explanation makes him grin. The second makes his eyes go dark as they roam over her body.

"It looks good on you." He cups her cheek, turns her face to him and kisses her, soft and slow and so sweet she can hardly stand it. When he draws back, though, his eyes are darker still. "Take it off."

It's an order, not a request and Ellie widens her eyes theatrically. "But I'll be cold."

"Trust me," he says, his hands moving under the blanket, under the hoodie, over her skin, "I'll keep you warm."

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Stargate Atlantis, John Sheppard, bug!John

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Stargate Atlantis, John Sheppard/Rodney McKay,

Baby's got blue eyes
Like a clear blue sky
Watching over me
(Elton John)

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Trixie Belden Mysteries/The Three Investigators, Mart Belden (+/ Skinner Norris), the baby blue hearse

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Marvel Cinematic Universe, Any, black and blue

[daria234.livejournal.com]

Steve gently placed the icepack against the bruise on Tony's side, peeling up the white undershirt to place the pack on the black and blue swath by his hip.

"You know I have robots who could do this, right?" Tony said, with a smile.

Steve rolled his eyes. "Indulge me."

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Any, any, once in a blue moon

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

BBC Merlin, Merlin +/ any, Behind Blue Eyes (The Who)

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

Stargate Atlantis, Evan Lorne +/ any, When the Stars Go Blue (Ryan Adams)

[creepy_shetan]

author's choice, any, blue jeans

Fill, Criminal Minds, Jj/Hotch

[helsinkibaby.livejournal.com]

It’s not a date, JJ tells Garcia.

It’s not a date, JJ tells Emily.

Just two friends, two single parents, meeting up and bringing their kids to a funfair because it’s more fun for the kids to have company and having another grown up there to talk to is possibly the only thing that enables a grown up to keep their sanity intact at a place like that.

It’s not a date, JJ tells herself firmly as she picks out her outfit with military precision, blow dries her hair, applies her make up to make her look perfect yet appear not to be wearing any.

It’s not a date she tells herself again as she sees Hotch walking towards her outside the funfair, a smile on his face and Jack’s hand in his. It’s not a date, no matter how much her heart skips a beat.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you out of a suit,” she quips after they’ve exchanged hellos and he looks down at her, his lips quirking upwards.

Her heart skips again.

“I wasn’t born wearing a suit,” he reminds her and she takes the opportunity to look him up and down - after all, the conversation invites it. “I have other options.”

She doesn’t say anything although she does wonder if he picked his outfit with the same care she did hers.

But when he takes a couple of steps away from her, led away by an enthusiastic Jack, and she sees the way his faded blue jeans hug his ass, she decided she’s going to spend the rest of the day walking a couple of paces behind him.

It’s not a date, she tells herself again. But that certainly doesn't mean she can't enjoy the view.

[creepy_shetan]

author's choice, any, "So, blue wine is a thing that exists."

No fill but

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

My BFF had to show me the glitter blue wine available at EPCOT at Walt Disney World. We wanted to buy it just to play with it.

[creepy_shetan]

author's choice, any rare or UST pair, not really out of the blue

Fill NCIS Bishop/Torres

[helsinkibaby.livejournal.com]

Ellie and Nick keep the change in their relationship a secret for as long as they can, but when they finally decide to tell people, they’re surprised to find out that no-one is surprised.

“I thought they’d make a good match the second Eleanor saved Nick’s life during the Victor Medina case,” Ducky tells anyone who will listen. “Good partners on the job make good partners in life, I always find.”

“For me, it was incessant flirting over dead bodies,” Jimmy says with a totally straight face. “That can only come from a place of love.”

“I knew it when she took my statement when I came out of the coma,” Lucia says, her lips twitching as Nick’s jaw drops. “Don’t look at me like that, little brother,” she continues. “I could tell she was smart and determined and wouldn’t give you an inch... that’s just the kind of woman you need.”

Abby’s loud squeal over FaceTime threatens to make Ellie drop her phone. “I totally called it that time you were undercover, remember, and he ditched you at the hospital? You emptied a whole clip of ammunition in my lab because you were so pissed off.” Even over the pixelated connection, her eyes sparkle. “That much anger can only mean passion is bubbling under the surface.”

“I knew that Thanksgiving,” George tells them and Ellie stars at her brother, shocked.

“I was dating Qasim that Thanksgiving.”

George inclines his head, managing to convey fresh sympathies over Qasim’s fate and complete dismissal of her objection. It’s quite the feat. “You were dating Qasim, but Nick was totally your type. And don’t talk to me about Jake.” He spits the name of her ex-husband. “You go for the nice guys who act like bad guys, that was your mistake with him, you got it backwards.”

“Nick’s been into you since he first started working with you,” Alex tells her flatly over one of their weekly catch up lunches. “The whole low-key flirting and jealousy thing was nauseating, frankly.”

“Sniping at each other at my first crime scene after I came back from Panama.” They all pretend not to notice how Tim shudders when he says that, for all that he’s trying to be casual. “I’ve seen that kind of verbal foreplay before.” His eyes grow sad and far away and Ellie takes Nick’s hand, shakes her head at his questioning look before she changes the subject.

But it’s Gibbs who takes the cake. They take him to the diner to tell him, leave it to the end of their meal. They’re expecting an explosion, they get a shrug as he stands up. “Knew it from ‘we’re on the same side,’” he tells them as he walks away and it takes Ellie a second to place the words.

“That was literally our first meeting,” she says, watches as the realisation, the memory, plays across Nick’s face as well.

“He’s saying he knew from our first meeting?” Nick’s voice is an octave higher than usual, showing his scepticism but Ellie just shrugs.

“It’s Gibbs,” she says, as if that explains everything and maybe, just maybe, it’s enough.

“But.. but...” Nick splutters and Ellie stops him with a look.

“We can talk about Gibbs,” she says, sliding a little closer to him across the vinyl seat. “But since everyone seems to have figured us out before we did... I think we have some catching up to do.”

Her grin is positively wicked as her hand slides up his thigh.

Nick gets with the program pretty quickly after that.

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

Stargate Multiverse, any,

Did you see the frightened ones
Did you hear the falling bombs
Did you ever wonder why we had to run for shelter
When the promise of a brave new world
Unfurled beneath a clear blue sky
(Pink Floyd)

Not a fill...

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

But I approve this Pink Floyd song!

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

Stargate Atlantis, Evan Lorne +/ any,

Guess I got what I deserve
Kept you waiting there too long my love
All that time without a word
Didn't know you'd think that I'd forget or I'd regret
The special love I have for you my baby blue
(Badfinger)

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

Stargate SG-1, Daniel Jackson +/ any, "With your stupid blue eyes and your stupid glasses..."

Fill +/ Clone!Jack, + crossovers

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/8245289/chapters/35658657

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

Marvel Cinematic Universe, Tony Stark/Stephen Strange, Tony demands that the song Blue by Eiffel 65 (https://youtu.be/5V3mUZNOjy4) be on their wedding playlist

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

Doctor Who, Any Doctor/River Song, there's no shade of blue quite like TARDIS blue

[caz251.livejournal.com]

Any, Any/Any/Any, The three of them can only get together once in a blue moon.

Fill 1/2: DCEU/H50/SGA, Arthur/Danny/Evan

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

The three of them can only get together once in a blue moon, mostly because of Evan, who’s stationed so, so far away, only gets back for leave a couple of times a year, if that.

But Arthur always knows when his lovers are ready for a reunion, because the tides speak to him, and he rises from the waves to meet them.

He’s pleasantly surprised when he steps out of the water and onto a beautiful stretch of sand on the shores of Hawaii. Danny and Evan are standing at the edge of the water. Evan is wearing a lurid pair of board shorts. He’s an artist, knows what an eyesore they are, but it’s kind of a thing.

He was wearing an ugly pair of shorts the day the three of them met, Evan on vacation with his family at the Jersey Shore, Danny there to meet some friends, and Arthur there because he could be, because once he realized what it meant to be half-Lantean, to have the freedom of the waves the way birds had the freedom of the air, he wanted to go everywhere and see everything.

Including the Jersey Shore, where California hippie Evan was trying to convince New Jersey native Danny that surfing wasn’t that hard and he should just try.

Come on, he’d said, all sincerity and big blue eyes and irresistible dimples, the sea is friendly. She’ll welcome you with open arms.

And Arthur hadn’t been able to resist asking, What if the sea is really a he?

And Danny had turned to him and said, If the sea looks as good as you, sign me up for surf lessons.

Evan had looked Arthur up and down, his gaze a little more discerning, and said, Whichever way the sea is, I love them.

And that was that.

Danny is wearing a wetsuit and has a surfboard of his own. At least, Arthur thinks it’s his own, because he’s never seen it before, and at an eyeball it looks like it’s the right length and volume for him.

The way Evan and Danny both turn to look at Arthur as he wades up the shore, water sluicing off his body, is gratifying. Arthur knows he’s beautiful, likes to turn heads, but in Atlantis he can never tell if it’s because he’s handsome and strong or because the queen was his mother.

“So,” Arthur says, “you finally learned how to surf for real.”

Because Danny had been too impatient to really learn how to surf that first summer they met, more interested in learning how to kiss Arthur and Evan.

Danny scowls. “My partner thinks he’s a fish out of water and insisted.”

“Partner?” Arthur asks.

“Former Navy SEAL,” Danny says. “We’re on a law enforcement task force together.”

Evan looks relieved, and Danny rolls his eyes.

“Not that kind of partner.”

[reeby10.livejournal.com]

Stargate Atlantis, John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
There surely must be new places to go
Sights I've never seen
All with pastures green
'Cos the old ones are making me blue for you
Blue For You by Men at Work

[reeby10.livejournal.com]

any, any/any, lacy blue lingerie

Fic: Lacy Blue Thoughts

[caz251.livejournal.com]

NCIS, Leroy Jethro Gibbs/Tony DiNozzo

Gibbs knew that he should be focusing on his report, but for once he was finding it hard to concentrate on the case he was working. Normally his focus would be split between the case and his next dose of caffeine, but today his mind seemed to be filled with other things. He hadn’t meant to notice the strip of lacy blue fabric that had been peeking out of his subordinate’s trousers, he really hadn’t, but now it was all he could think about.

It had just been a regular sort of day, called to a crime scene, allocating jobs to his team, and then he saw them. He had Tony bagging and tagging evidence, and he just happened to glance in his direction as he bent down to collect the bullet casings. His shirt had ridden up and he saw just the smallest glimpse of dark blue lace.

Knowing what his SFA was wearing under his pristine suit was driving him mad, he could just picture the lace holding the other man securely, the barely there fabric seeming to hold him snug. He knew exactly what the lace panties looked like, a wide band around the waist with a bow on the back, wrapping Tony up as a perfect gift for him.

Gibbs growled at himself under his breath and then glared at Tony and the impish grin that he sent his way, the other man recognising his preoccupation. Gibbs stood and stormed out of the bullpen to go and get some coffee and to get his head back on straight. When he returned he would put his team to work properly, they would find the killer and close the case and then he would take Tony home, unwrap him and then punish him for teasing him all afternoon.

[reeby10.livejournal.com]

Star Trek: TOS, Spock (/Jim Kirk), putting on his blue eyeshadow

[reeby10.livejournal.com]

any, any/any, never seen a bluer sky

[reeby10.livejournal.com]

Star Wars, Armitage Hux/Kylo Ren, Hux gets a blue lightsaber

[raktajinos.livejournal.com]

any, any, "all day and all night and everything he sees is just blue
Like him, inside and outside"

[raktajinos.livejournal.com]

Almost Human, Dorian/John Kennex, John became fascinated with the different light patterns in Dorian's skin