Suiyōbi: Memory

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

Hello again, everyone. I’m sherlockian_syn and this week's themes are based on songs from one of my favorite animes, Cowboy Bebop. Today's theme is Memory. Prompts can be anything related to memories - creating them, remembering them, losing them, etc. (I will also accept prompts about music boxes since today's song is a simple music box instrumental.)

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...
+ BBC Sherlock, Sherlock Holmes (+/ John Watson), the John Watson wing of Sherlock's mind palace
+ Stargate Atlantis, John Sheppard/Rodney McKay, I just want to stay / I just want to keep this dream in me / You're losing your memory now (Ryan Star)
+ Marvel Cinematic Universe, Bucky Barnes +/ Sam Wilson, a sudden wave of memories return

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[profshallowness.livejournal.com]

Fantastic Beasts 2, Minerva McGonagall & Newt Scamander, a chaotic lesson she'll never forget

[profshallowness.livejournal.com]

The Incredibles, Helen Parr/Bob Parr, the equivalent of the 'Ah yes, I remember it well' song from Gigi

[profshallowness.livejournal.com]

MCU, Maria Hill or any female character, a memory she's proud of

Fill: Natasha Romanov + Wanda

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

Natasha’s proudest memory is this: the time she finally said no.

The time she stood over a man, gun in hand, with his life in his hands and orders from the Red Room to take it.

And she said no.

Now she and Clint are friends. She has what many of the Avengers don’t have, a family to call her own (children who call her Auntie Nat), a place at the dinner table on every major holiday and sometimes just because, on any given Sunday.

Now she has a purpose that she chose for herself, and she guards it fiercely, battling all comers: aliens, monsters, machines, magic, gods, and more.

“This is hard,” Wanda confides in her one time, after another battle, after another close call not just for herself but the man (machine?) she loves (Natasha cannot judge; she loves a person many consider monster).

“Sometimes,” Natasha says, “you just have to say no. No more. No further.”

Wanda considers. “I think that might be harder.”

“But worth it,” Natasha says, pats her shoulder, and goes on her way.

[profshallowness.livejournal.com]

BtVS, Dawn Summers, (how she 'remembers') her first impression of Sunnydale

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

BBC Sherlock, Sherlock Holmes (+/ John Watson), the John Watson wing of Sherlock's mind palace

Fill: unrequited

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

The John Watson wing of Sherlock’s mind palace is - huge. Sherlock had not realized just how big it was until, locked in a cell, counting the days till he could go home and tell John he was alive, he took a stroll through it. He did not have room for the movements of the sun and stars, galaxies and universe, but he had palaces upon palaces for John Watson.

Small things, at first: an unnecessary cane, a military-issue sidearm, the sound John made whenever he discovered one of Sherlock’s experiments in the fridge, the way John crossed his legs at the knee while he read the newspaper, that disapproving frown John wore when Sherlock was rude, the terribly blank expression John got (worse than the frown) when Sherlock put himself in danger.

Then larger things, like the warmth of John’s hand on his shoulder when things went wrong. The scent of John’s aftershave when they pressed close to get through a throng of journalists. The flavour of John’s tea when Sherlock stole a sip while he was talking to Mrs. Hudson. The rise and fall of his chest while he breathed deeply in sleep. The softness of the jumpers he wore that were really only fashionable on a man several decades his senior.

Sherlock had thought his palace dedicated only to memories, but there are empty rooms waiting to be filled, rooms for wishes.

Like the sound John makes when he’s kissed, the warmth of his breath on Sherlock’s lips. Whether he kicks in his sleep when they share a bed. Three words Sherlock has never hear from anyone before: I love you.

But caring is not an advantage, and Sherlock will do what he must to destroy Moriarty’s empire and return home, and if he fills those empty rooms with more afternoon teas, foot chases through London, and the way John’s eyes light when he smiles, he will be all right.

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

Stargate Atlantis, John Sheppard/Rodney McKay,

I just want to stay
I just want to keep this dream in me
You're losing your memory now
(Ryan Star)

Fill

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

“Prime or not prime?” John asked as they walked the road to the village on M4R-TT7.

“Prime,” Rodney replied. “29,887.”

“Not prime. 33,703.” John was already thinking of the next number, because Rodney was always so fast answering. Only there was no answer forthcoming. John looked over at Rodney, saw his brow was furrowed. “McKay?”

“I’m thinking. I know…um…not prime?”

John stopped walking, a finger of ice working down his spine. “What?”

“Oh. No. No, I mean prime. Obviously, it’s prime.” Rodney tried to walk away but John grabbed hold of his arm.

“There a problem?” Ronon jogged back from his position on point, and Teyla joined them from the rear.

“33,703, McKay. Prime or not prime?”

“Prime. I’m not stupid, you know.”

He wasn’t stupid, not by a long shot, but John could see fear in Rodney’s eyes. He recognized it, felt the echo inside himself.

“Don’t bullshit me,” John said. “Are you guessing, or do you know?”

The look on Rodney’s face told him everything he needed to know, and he felt his stomach drop all the way to his feet.

“We are turning back,” Teyla said, easily reading the situation.

“It’s nothing,” Rodney insisted. “I’m just tired. We’ve been working overtime on the defense satellite.”

John and Ronon exchanged a look, and Ronon nodded. “Let’s go.”

“This isn’t necessary!” Rodney dug in his heels. “I just need some sleep. And some coffee. We don’t need to get Carson involved.”

It was happening again. Fuck.

“You mean Keller,” John said as gently as he could. “Carson’s gone. He’s been gone.”

Rodney’s hand drifted up to his forehead, and the scar there that had been made by a power drill less than a year ago. All the blood drained out of his face.

“Oh no.”

“There is no need to worry,” Teyla said. “We do not even know what is wrong.”

“Yeah. Let the Doc take a look at you.” Ronon clapped a hand on Rodney’s shoulder.

Rodney nodded, his movements a little jerky.

“Why don’t you guys go ahead,” John suggested to Teyla and Ronon. “We’ll be right behind you.”

Teyla tugged Rodney down so she could press their forehead together. “You are not in this alone.” Before she turned to leave, she reached over and gave John’s hand a squeeze.

“It’s happening again, isn’t it?” Rodney asked tremulously once he and John were alone. “I can’t do it, John. I can’t go through all that again.”

“Hey. It’s different this time.” John pulled him into a tight hug. “I’m your health proxy now. Keller doesn’t get to make any of the decisions.”

“Is it…do you think the parasite laid eggs in there or something?”

John suppressed a shudder. “I don’t know. But we’ll figure it out. Without power tools this time.”

And this time he wouldn’t leave Rodney alone and scared. He’d stay with him every minute until they figured out what was affecting his memory and how to fix it. There had to be a way to fix it, because John had so much more to lose now.

“I don’t want to forget us,” Rodney whispered, hands clutching at the back of John’s tac vest. “Not now that I have you.”

“You didn’t forget me last time,” John reminded him. “And I won’t let you forget this time either. I promise.”

“I’m lucky to have you, Arthur.” It was weak, but John chuckled at Rodney’s joke. It was better than screaming, which was what he really wanted to do.

“Let’s get you home and fix that big brain, okay?”

They held hands as they walked back to the Gate, and John sent a plea out to the universe to spare Rodney. I love him. Please don’t take him from me. He only hoped someone was listening.

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

Marvel Cinematic Universe, Bucky Barnes +/ Sam Wilson, a sudden wave of memories return

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Marvel Cinematic Universe, Bucky Barnes +/ Any,

When the dawn comes, tonight will be a memory too
And a new day
Will begin
(Cats Soundtrack)

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Any, any m/m, memorizing a romantic poem to recite to their significant other

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Stargate Multiverse, Any,

Don't let your life pass you by,
Weep not for the memories
Remember the good times that we had?
(Sarah McLachlan)

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Stargate Atlantis, Evan Lorne +/ Any, certain tastes evoke specific memories

Fill

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

Evan bit into the cookie absently, let the flavor roll across his tongue while he reviewed his teammates’ AARs.

And then he remembered.

His one and only disastrous date with Rodney McKay. Rodney was in town on an emergency basis to work on the issue of Teal’c stuck in the gate and Evan had come off of a rough offworld mission and he’d gone to his favorite bar to unwind, and there Rodney was, blue-eyed and animated and talking at a mile a minute and decimating someone at chess.

Evan had challenged him to a game, enjoyed his indignation when he’d lost, and claimed his prize. Rodney in his bed for a night.

Only they’d had a few to drink and they’d gone to a nearby all-night cafe for some coffee to sober up, and the owner was giving away the last of the day-old baked goods since they couldn’t be sold the next day, and both of them, unthinking, had reached for some cookies.

That had lemon in them.

What could have been an awesome hook-up had turned into a 911 call and an ambulance ride for Rodney, and he and Evan avoiding each other on base henceforth.

Evan was out of his seat and across the mess hall in an instant. He caught Rodney’s wrist just as he was about to take a bite out of a cookie.

“Don’t,” he said.

“Lorne,” Sheppard said sharply.

“They have lemon in them,” Evan said.

Rodney dropped the cookie like it had burned him.

Sheppard frowned. “I didn’t taste any.”

“There’s not a lot, but there’s enough,” Evan said, and stepped back from Rodney.

“Why wasn’t it marked?” Rodney demanded.

“I don’t know. Not my recipe. I’ll talk to the Marines.”

Rodney eyed Ronon, who’d snatched up his cookie and was chomping it down with gusto. “Are you sure?”

“I’m sure,” Evan said, catching Rodney’s gaze and holding it, willing him to remember or at least trust him.

“Too bad,” Ronon said. “These are delicious.”

“Well - thank you, Major,” Rodney said finally.

“Just doing my duty, Doc.” Evan inclined his head politely, then headed for the kitchens to talk to the KP Marines.

Later, Rodney caught him in the hall.

“Hey,” he said. “Thanks, for earlier. Just - how did you know?”

“Because I was with you, once, when you ate the same cookie. Had to call an ambulance,” Evan said.

Rodney’s eyes went wide. “Oh! Wait - you can tell it’s the same recipe just by tasting it?”

“Some tastes are more memorable than others,” Evan said.

Rodney took a deep breath. “Well - thanks. For saving my life again.”

“You’re welcome,” Evan said. “Your life is always worth saving.”

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Stargate Atlantis, Rodney McKay +/ Any, forgetting everything else when he's focused on a project

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

Stargate SG-1, Jack O’Neill + Charlie O’Neill, Don’t you forget about me

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

Marvel Cinematic Universe, Bucky Barnes +/ any, Remember me this way

FILL: Bucky Barnes/Natasha Romanov

[templefugate.livejournal.com]

After everything that has happened, after every soothing word she's offered, every bridge she has opened between them, he pulls away. Whatever new life Natasha has built for herself, whatever name of his own he now has, nothing will change about how they met. Bucky knows that, whatever she says, she'll always remember him as the man who put the gun against the frail young ballerina's head. The man who, if given the order, would have pulled the trigger.

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

Stargate Atlantis, Evan Lorne +/ any, You must remember this / a kiss is just a kiss (As time goes by)

Fill: drabble

[thesmallhobbit.livejournal.com]

Evan looked up in surprise. He could hear Sheppard humming to himself; an unusual enough event to begin with, but the tune was certainly not something he would have expected.

“I haven’t heard that for years,” Evan said. “My grandma used to like all the old movies. On rainy Sunday afternoons we would watch them with her.”

“I happen to have copies if you ever fancied watching them again,” Sheppard said.

Evan grinned; here was the opportunity he’d been dreaming about. “I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.”

Sheppard turned and winked. “Here’s looking at you, kid!”

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

Criminal Minds, Spencer Reid, the curse of an eidetic memory

Not a fill...

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

...but I was wondering if you'd leave this prompt! LOL!

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

Any, any, In the memory you’ll find me / eyes burning up / the darkness holding me tightly / until the sun rises up (Memory - Linkin Park)

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

Marvel Cinematic Universe, Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes,

My love for you burns deep inside me
So strong, embers of times we had
And now here I stand, lost in a memory
I see your face and smile
(The Seatbelts)

[sherlockian-syn.livejournal.com]

Marvel Cinematic Universe, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark,

Think of all the things
We've shared and seen
Don't think about the way
Things might have been
(Andrew Lloyd Webber)

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Stargate Multiverse, Any, amnesia

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Marvel Cinematic Universe, Any m/m, 50 First Dates AU (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/50_First_Dates)

[untldeathtakeme.livejournal.com]

Doctor Who, Nine, Ten or Twelve/Any,

Remember, when your dreams have ended
Time can be transcended
I live forever
Remember me (Josh Groban)

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Frasier, Martin Crane(+Eddie)+Any, Remembering the day Martin brought Eddie home

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Star Trek TOS, Any recurring character(s), The first time s/he met Spock

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Buffy Summers, Kinetic memory