50 words for Monday!

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Happy new week everyone, I’m untldeathtakeme, your host for the week. Today's theme is 50 word fills. Fills should 50 words or multiples thereof. Happy prompting and filling!

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+/Any, cello

+Game of Thrones, Jaime Lannister/Brianne of Tarth, the night closes in

+The Dresden Files, Harry Dresden+/Any (except Harry/Marcone), a present from Mab

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 2019 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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[cozy-coffee.livejournal.com]

Venom, venom, cotton candy

[sharpiesgal.livejournal.com]

"Eddie, what is that pink stuff she is holding?" Venom asked one day as they were walking in their favorite park.

"It's called cotton candy," Eddie answered. "Would you like to try some?"

"Yes, please," Venom quickly replied.

This caused Eddie to chuckle. He considered Venom's enthusiasm about certain things more humorous than horrifying.

He purchased a cone overflowing with cotton candy and slowly consumed it allowing Venom to enjoy the whole experience.

He threw the empty cone away and asked, "Did you like it?"

"It was interesting, but not very filling," Venom replied.

Eddie sighed. He had a feeling that Venom was lobbying for an early lunch. "How about we go have lunch at the diner down the block?"

"And cupcakes afterwards," Venom hopefully suggested.

"You and your cupcakes," Eddie groused good-naturedly.

"Please?"

"Yes, we can get cupcakes."

"Yes," Venom crowed in victory.

Eddie sighed and turned his steps toward the diner.

[cozy-coffee.livejournal.com]

Any, any/any, cuddle

Fill: Original fic James "Jimmy" Bogart/Desmond Richard

[sharpiesgal.livejournal.com]

Desmond was settled on the couch catching up on the evening news when Jimmy wandered through the living room for like the tenth time.

With a soft sigh, Desmond reached out and caught hold of Jimmy's hand stopping his lover in mid-stride. "What's wrong, love?"

"I've got a tune stuck in my head and I can't seem to find words to go with it that makes sense," Jimmy explained letting Desmond to pull him down on the couch. "It's driving me crazy."

"How about you sit here stop thinking so hard and cuddle me?" Desmond suggested as he pulled Jimmy closer to him.

"Didn't I cuddle with you earlier?"

"Yes," Desmond admitted with a sly grin. "But I am not adverse to more cuddle time."

Jimmy softly laughed. "I see what you are trying to do, you damn imp."

"I'm not doing anything," Desmond muttered hoping he sounded innocent.

"You're trying to get me naked," Jimmy retorted with a poke to Desmond's side.

Desmond rolled his eyes. "If that were the case, you would be naked by now."

"Good point," Jimmy admitted with a shrug. "So?"

"Just trying to get you to relax, so that your Muse gets unstuck."

"Well, in that case," Jimmy softly drawled snuggling closer. "Turn off that crap and get to cuddling me."

"Impossible man," Desmond muttered, but did as he was told.

"That's why you love me," Jimmy lightly quipped.

"I'm going to let you think that," Desmond tossed back before silencing Jimmy with a kiss.

[creepy_shetan]

author's choice, any, for what ails you

Fill, 911 lone star, Carlos/TK

[cozy-coffee.livejournal.com]

After battling a terrible cold for the past few days, TK is down for the count. He is miserable with a cold, one second breaking out in a sweat that has him frantically tucking the warm blankets around his body, and the next he is burning up as he hastily tosses the blankets to the floor.

Carlos fusses over his boyfriend, ensuring that TK gets plenty of rest to soothe his icky illness. TK yawns, eyes drooping sleepily as Carlos leans down to kiss his forehead. Head bowed, the tender touch makes TK feel better, as if the act of devotion has chased away the illness. He sighs softly, some cuddling is greatly appreciated.

Carlos slips under the covers and tugs TK to his chest, kissing his cheek. TK hums happily and snuggles close, laying his head on Carlos chest with his nose tucked under Carlos jaw as his boyfriend thread his fingers through his hair, brushing softly.

TK simply doesn't have the willpower to leave this bed of love. Therefore, he snuggles in close to Carlos and gently kisses his forehead and drowns his soul in Carlos’ warmth and love wrapped around him in an everlasting embrace.

(End)

[creepy_shetan]

any video game fandom, any, I knew it!

I Knew It, Reno + Rufus Shinra + Tseng/Reeve Tuesti (Final Fantasy VII)

[creepy_shetan]

(My second self-fill for Lonely Prompts Week!)


Reno wasn't convinced.

"That's all it is? He's been around a lot lately."

Rufus didn't respond, his attention on the file folder Reeve had given him.

"I saw the ring, y'know."

Neither subordinate nor boss missed Tseng's reaction.

"He's getting the talk. And ditching robo-cat."

"He's aware, Reno," Rufus murmured.

[creepy_shetan]

any Marvel or DC fandom, any, why ya gotta be like that?

[squidgiepdx]

Stargate Atlantis, John Sheppard/Rodney McKay, Their first breakfast in the mess after hooking up the first time

[sharpiesgal.livejournal.com]

"Oh my god," Rodney declared in a loud voice. "This tastes wonderful."

John looked up from his breakfast and just smiled.

"What?" Rodney bursquely inquired.

"Nothing," John murmured biting the inside of his cheek to keep his amusement in check.

"Normally, this stuff tastes like reheated cardboard with a dash of salt and pepper on top," Rodney went on as if John hadn't spoken.

"True," John agreed. "But this morning is different."

"Yeah," Rodney concurred before ducking his head to hide the blush creeping into his cheeks while trying not to squirm in his seat since he was pleasantly sore from the previous night's activities.

John softly chuckled unable to contain his amusement any longer. "You are suffering from a sex hangover my good doctor."

"A what?"

"Sex hangover."

"Come again," Rodney grumbled unsatisified by John's repeated answer.

"Post-corital hunger," John muttered in quiet exsaperation. When it came to certain things Rodney was completely clueless.

"Oh," Rodney softly exclaimed and quickly returned his attention to his breakfast. He didn't need a further explanation.

John shook his head in wry bemusement. Life with Rodney was already interesting, but it was going to be doubly interesting from that morning onward.

[creepy_shetan]

any sci-fi fandom, any, well I'm all out of ideas

[squidgiepdx]

Stargate Atlantis, Evan Lorne/Any, Getting injured on a mission

[sharpiesgal.livejournal.com]

Rodney found himself in the Infirmary after another harrowing off-world mission holding Evan's hand waiting for his lover to wake up.

The irony of their positions being switched wasn't lost on him, and had him wishing that Evan hadn't put himself in harm's way for him.

Evan squeezing his hand pulled him out of his spiraling thoughts.

"Oh, Thank God," he sighed in relief. It had been hours since they had returned and Evan had been treated for his injury.

"Twas nothing but a scratch," Evan lightly quipped.

"From a weapon coated in an unknown poison," Rodney countered not seeing the humor in the situation.

"Obvisously no longer unknown," Evan pointed out. "Or I wouldn't be talking to you right now."

"Ronon figured out what it was and told Carson how to combat it," Rodney explained.

"Yay, teamwork," Evan remarked with a soft laugh knowing the drugs being pumped into his system were affecting his reasoning and thus the answers he was giving Rodney.

"It's not funny!" Rodney declared letting his fear get the better of him. "You almost died!"

"Rodney," Evan said giving Rodney's hand a gentle yet firm squeeze. "We almost die on a daily basis. It's part and parcel of what we do."

"I know, but I can't afford to lose you," Rodney said doing his best to shove his fear back in its box.

"And if I can help it, you won't lose me," Evan promised. "But, now I need to sleep before I say anything else that might cause a fight."

Rodney softly chuckled. "Carson did load you up on some good drugs, so get some sleep. I'll be here when you wake up."

"Love you," Evan murmured and fell asleep.

"Love you too," Rodney whispered and settled in to keep watch.

[creepy_shetan]

author's choice, any pairing you (sometimes) wish you didn't like, haha oops?

Star Wars, General Hux/Poe Dameron, sry bby (350)

[obiwanker.livejournal.com]

"We agreed on three."

Through the hologram, the pilot doesn't even have the decency to look bashful, grin wide as ever. "I got excited. Can you blame me? Those ships are pretty when they go boom."

Hux scoffs and rolls his eyes, very much aware that this would be Poe's response. He hadn't expected the man to destroy only three of the Order's ships, but he can't very well look as pleased as he feels. Poe certainly doesn't need more incentive than he already has. "I can and I do. Don't do that again, Dameron." Poe pouts, but he continues before he can protest. "I can cover your tracks this time, but next time-"

"You'll be out of there with me and BB-8," Poe interrupts. "So it won't matter how many of them I take out, 'cause you'll be taking them out with me."

Hux wants to say he can't do that if he isn't alive to see it, and yet. He's never been good at denying Poe. "That depends on how much you annoy me," he says instead.

The message must get across anyway because Poe's smile turns softer, reassuring, and Hux wishes it didn't make him melt the way it does. Maybe the effect will fade away, he'll get used to smiles, to being looked at like he's the center of the universe. He doubts it. He doesn't want it to fade away, either. "BB-8 will kick my ass if I don't, so it's gonna happen one way or another," the pilot jokes, drawing a slight chuckle out of Hux.

"Then you had better watch your tongue."

Poe sticks his tongue out briefly, then winks and waves as time runs out for their secure line. Hux doesn't know when they'll find one again, if they'll find one again, but he doesn't spend too long thinking about it. He can't wonder if Poe will stick to his word or if Ren will find out what he has been up to, it won't make a difference. He can't afford to panic, not now.

After all, he has reports to fill.

[squidgiepdx]

Hawaii Five-0, Steve McGarrett/Danny Williams, Their honeymoon gets interrupted, because of course it does

[squidgiepdx]

Any, Any/Any, Being nervous asking them out on a date

Star Wars, Finn/Poe Dameron, it takes a droid (400)

[obiwanker.livejournal.com]

He can do this. If he can defect to the Resistance, help them take down Starkiller base, kinda almost save their asses from lack of fuel, he can do this.

It's simple. He sees Poe all the time, he has nothing to stop him. Sure, Rose is going to be disappointed, maybe he's going to get the shovel talk from General Leia and oh, oh no, he just made it a million times worse on himself.

He coughs, palms sweating at the sight of Poe, headed in his direction with BB-8 in his heels. Nope. Nope, no, he can't do this.

"Hey, buddy! Have you seen-- woah, there! Are you alright?"

Finn nods, trying to avoid looking at Poe but instead looking between him then everything else in the ship. Wow, wires! "Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Totally. Alright. That's what I mean, fine, yeah! That's all, bye!"

And he bolts.

The second time Finn convinces himself that it's time, they're in a stupidly cold planet and Poe is so, so close. He can't help it, he just steps closer. Then closer.

Next thing he knows, he pretty much has his arm around Poe with how close they are and Poe, well, Poe doesn't even pretend he doesn't notice, shooting Finn that charming grin of his, like he just knows what Finn is thinking. It makes his heart beat faster and his mouth go dry, so when he tries to speak up, all that comes out is "aaaaaaaa."

Just his luck, his tongue is frozen, and he has to be rushed back to the ship.

Third time has to be the charm, he decides.

But he has no idea when he's going to be collected enough to consider trying a third time.

He glances at Poe whenever he can, catching his eyes sometimes, he smiles (dreamily) at his jokes and searches for his voice and that, he thinks, that could be enough. Couldn't it? If he couldn't do it before, there's no guarantee he'll be able to do it now.

And he doesn't.

It's actually BB-8 who sets it into motion, quickly and firmly pushing Finn into Poe, who catches him like he's a dame in distress, which he might as well be.

"At least buy me dinner first," Poe says. Jokes? Finn doesn't know the difference, dizzy as he is.

"You free tomorrow?" He asks, breathless.

Not anymore, he wasn't.

[squidgiepdx]

Any, Any/Any, One wants to relax with a book, the other wants to go out

Fill x 3: Romani Detective Original Fiction - 150 words - PG

[asphaltcowgrrl.livejournal.com]

This is my life in a nutshell. Guess who I am? :D

--

“Put that down, we’re going out,” James said, rushing through the living room.

“No, we are not.”

“Yes, we are, Andy. C’mon, it’s been weeks since we’ve gone anywhere.”

“I am almost done with my book, I do not want to go out,” he repeated.

“Let him take his damn Kindle, narco,” Zayne said from where he was on the couch. “It’s the only way you’ll get out of here tonight.”

“Fine,” James sighed. “Bring your Kindle. Hell, bring that damn paperback cowboy romance you’re reading for all I care.”

Smiling, Andrej stood up. “I have the Kindle app on my phone,” he said, not surprising anyone in the room. “I am ready to go when you are.”

James looked at Zayne, blue eyes pleading. “Please come with us, cowboy. I don’t know if I can bear sitting in a bar while he reads.”

“I knew you loved me, narco.”

[sharpiesgal.livejournal.com]

Any, any/any, may I have this dance?

Fill x 3: Original Fic - 150 words - PG

[asphaltcowgrrl.livejournal.com]

I can't seem to stick to 50 today, so we're running with the rule of three. :D

--

Watching the cowboy dance brought a smile to his face. The guy was bad luck, a nuisance of a saddle tramp, but damn if he wasn’t gorgeous. And the way he moved? Perfection. It couldn’t ever happen, he was a high priced lawyer and Kyle was – what?

Well, he sure wasn’t a Harrington like Roderick was.

Ah, to hell with his damn blue blood. All Roderick wanted was a roll in the hay with this stunning creature. Get him out of his system once and for all.

He tapped the cowboy on the shoulder and held out a hand. A slow, curious smile spread across Kyle’s face. “Wanna dance, lawyer boy?”

“Indeed, I do,” Roderick said, grinning unabashedly at Kyle.

Kyle took Roderick’s hand into his own and pulled him close. Roderick could smell the work on him – sweat, hay, horses – but didn’t care. It was glorious in its simplicity.

[sharpiesgal.livejournal.com]

MCU, Tony Stark/any, pulling him out of his lab for date night

[sharpiesgal.livejournal.com]

CSI: Miami/ST: Enterprise, Horatio Caine/Trip Tucker, lazy afternoon on their private beach

[squidgiepdx]

Any, Any/Any, "The morning after"

(You can interpret that ANY way you want)

Fill: Original fic James "Jimmy" Bogart/Desmond Richard

[sharpiesgal.livejournal.com]

"Oh my god," Jimmy groaned as he rolled out of bed and onto the floor. "Never again."

"Never again what, Jimmy?" Desmond teased from where he stood in the doorway of their bedroom.

"Never again will I engage in drinking games with you, you fucking asshole," Jimmy snarled before curling into a ball of abject misery.

Desmond bite his lip to keep from laughing at his lover's self-inflicted misery. "Would like me to help you feel better?"

"Just shoot me," Jimmy moaned.

"Wouldn't be any fun in that," Desmond countered with a soft chuckle. He entered the room and sat on the floor next to Jimmy pulling him into a loose embrace.

"I hate you," Jimmy muttered.

"Yeah, sure you do," Desmond told him.

Jimmy raised his aching head from Desmond's shoulder and looked him in the eye. "You got a comeback for everything I'm going to throw at you today, don't you?"

"For the most, I do," Desmond agreed pushing Jimmy's head back down on his shoulder. "Now, do you want to go back to sleep or get cleaned up and snuggle on the couch?"

"Option B," Jimmy replied. "Even though it means I have to move."

"Just take your time. We got all day," Desmond told him.

"Okay," Jimmy said and then promptly fell asleep.

Desmond chuckled, dropped a kiss on top of Jimmy's head and settled in for a long wait.

[untldeathtakeme.livejournal.com]

+Any, Any+/Any, cello

[untldeathtakeme.livejournal.com]

+Game of Thrones, Jaime Lannister/Brianne of Tarth, the night closes in

3x Fill: Beacon

[killing-kurare.livejournal.com]

It's dark and cold in the north, no matter what you wear, no matter how much you drink, no matter how high you pile up the wood to build a fire. The nights are pitch black and it's easy to get lost in the void if you stare into the darkness too long. You can feel how it tugs at your very soul, how you lose all feelings to the wild winds that whip your face and make your eyes water …

But lately Brienne has found something that can keep the dark away. His golden hair is her beacon in the darkness, the warmth of his fingertips enough to spread a heat throughout her whole body, and she clings to it as hard as she can.

For it doesn't matter if the darkness engulfs them, as long as she's with him and he gifts her kisses of liquid gold.

[untldeathtakeme.livejournal.com]

+The Dresden Files, Harry Dresden+/Any (except Harry/Marcone), a present from Mab

[emmatheslayer.livejournal.com]

One direction rpf, girl zayn mailk /Harry styles, only angel

[emmatheslayer.livejournal.com]

Teen wolf, Jordan parish /stiles stilinski, it's been a while

[emmatheslayer.livejournal.com]

True blood, Eric northman /Jason Stackhouse, stains

[emmatheslayer.livejournal.com]

Angel the show, illyria /angel, magic