Wednesday: Song Titles
Jul. 3rd, 2019 12:01 amHappy Wednesday, everyone! We've made it halfway through the week. I’m
sherlockian_syn and today's theme is Song Titles. Prompts can be the title of any song you'd like, and feel free to use the song as inspiration as well. Thanks to all who've participated so far this week. :)
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...
+ Stargate Atlantis, Rodney McKay/Evan Lorne, Hum Hallelujah (Fall Out Boy)
+ Marvel Cinematic Universe, Tony Stark +/ any, Play It Cool (Steve Aoki and Monsta X)
+ Hawaii Five-0, Steve McGarrett/Danny Williams, All I Ever Wanted (The Airborne Toxic Event)
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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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...
+ Stargate Atlantis, Rodney McKay/Evan Lorne, Hum Hallelujah (Fall Out Boy)
+ Marvel Cinematic Universe, Tony Stark +/ any, Play It Cool (Steve Aoki and Monsta X)
+ Hawaii Five-0, Steve McGarrett/Danny Williams, All I Ever Wanted (The Airborne Toxic Event)
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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Date: 2019-07-03 07:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-07-03 07:45 am (UTC)Fill: drabble: Lucas North
Date: 2019-07-03 11:34 am (UTC)“Fine, thank you,” Lucas replied.
“Only you look rather tired today.”
“It’s been a bit full on the last couple of days.” Lucas shrugged. “Nothing a proper night’s sleep won’t sort.”
“I’m pleased to hear it.” Harry smiled and returned to his office.
It was true, a proper night’s sleep would make Lucas feel a lot better; he’d been happy for Harry to accept the implication that that was what he’d get now this particular job was finished. What he’d conveniently glossed over was his inability to sleep, which was getting worse.
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Date: 2019-07-03 07:47 am (UTC)Fill 1/2: Steve McGarrett/Danny Williams (explicit and NSFW)
Date: 2019-07-03 08:58 pm (UTC)It didn’t help that Danny felt like he was combusting from the inside out.
Steve kissed him with the kind of relentless focus Danny had only ever dreamed about, his dexterous hands slowly divesting Danny of his clothes. Everywhere the other man touched seemed to be a heretofore unknown erogenous zone, and Danny was painfully hard in moments.
When Danny’s cock was released from the confines of his pants and briefs, Steve made a wanton, needy sound that had Danny weak in the knees.
“You’re killing me,” he gasped, shamelessly rubbing himself against Steve’s thigh. “Why are you still fully clothed?”
Steve pulled off his tee shirt in record time and Danny plastered himself against that naked expanse of skin, running his hands up and down Steve’s spine. They were both sweaty, both flushed, and Steve’s erection was a hot brand against Danny’s hip even through the cargo pants.
“Danny.”
Steve kissed him again – his mouth, his neck, the hinge of his jaw – and then gracefully sank to his knees and pressed his face against Danny’s cock, breathing deeply. It was the sexiest fucking thing Danny had ever experienced and he had no idea how he was supposed to last long enough do to anything useful with his cock.
Although the thought of coming on Steve’s face sent an electric shock out across his skin.
With no preamble, Steve slid his mouth down the length of Danny’s cock. Of course the bastard could deep throat, which was probably a little-known SEAL skill, and Danny was pretty sure he was done for. With nothing else to hold on to, he braced one hand on Steve’s shoulder and with the other clutched a handful of Steve’s too-short hair.
The sounds Steve made were obscene. The hand that wasn’t grasping the root of Danny’s cock was wrapped around one ass cheek, fingers gently probing at Danny’s hole. It was all too much. Before Danny could give a warning, he was coming down Steve’s throat, his whole body shaking with the force of his orgasm.
“Fuck,” Danny panted.
“Maybe next time.” Steve, still on his knees, fumbled with the zipper on his cargo pants and thrust his hand in, hips jerking as he jacked himself.
Danny had no idea it had started to rain until the motel room door slammed open, ushering in wind, water, and Sean Moran with a pistol in his hand. The three of them froze there for a long moment, a pornographic tableau of Steve with his cock in his hand, Danny naked and still somehow semi-hard, and Moran staring at them with wide eyes and an expression of disgust on his face.
“Faggots,” Moran spat.
He raised his weapon, but Danny pivoted and grabbed Steve’s freshly cleaned and re-assembled gun off the table. He and Moran fired simultaneously, and the bedside lamp exploded, plunging the room in to darkness.
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Date: 2019-07-03 10:57 pm (UTC)Danny loved Grace and would do anything for her including moving over five thousand miles to be near her, but Rachel never saw that as the ultimate sacrifice that it had been.
Steve felt for him and it pained him to watch Danny deal with Rachel's crazy demands in order to spend time with Grace.
"Stupid uptight English bitch!" Danny snarled as he slammed down the phone. All the plans he had had for that night had been shot to hell because Rachel wouldn't let Grace spend the night with him.
He looked up and saw Steve lurking in his doorway. "We got a case?"
"No," Steve told him.
"Then what hell do you want?" Danny snapped. He wanted to lick his wounds in private.
Steve didn't immediately answer him. He walked into the office up to Danny and wrapped him in a fierce embrace.
Danny fought it for a few seconds, but eventually gave in knowing it was Steve's way of saying he loved him.
Steve brushed a kiss against Danny's cheek and whispered in his ear, "I love you, Danno."
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Date: 2019-07-03 12:36 pm (UTC)Fill: Drabble (and see below)
Date: 2019-07-03 05:20 pm (UTC)The problem was Sherlock had decided he was in love with John and he didn’t know what to do about it. He tried googling (secretly, just in case Mycroft was watching), but few of the suggestions even made sense, and even of those which did, none seemed appropriate.
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Date: 2019-07-03 12:42 pm (UTC)Fill 1/2 (continuation of fill above)
Date: 2019-07-04 04:18 am (UTC)If not for the laundry list of charges against Moran, and the hard evidence of what an evil piece of shit he was, charges might have been brought against Steve. But no-one cared that much about a man who killed little girls because he got off on it, least of all a father who had his own little girl to worry about.
What Danny did care about was the stoically silent SEAL standing out on his little strip of beach, arms crossed so tightly he almost looked like he was hugging himself.
“It’s just two weeks,” Danny said, joining his partner in staring out at the ocean. “I’ll enjoy the opportunity to follow the actual rules for a change and not have to worry about you throwing anyone in a shark tank.”
Steve didn’t rise to the bait, and Danny felt something twist in his stomach.
“You want to clue me in on the inner workings of your thick skull?”
“I know why you did it,” Steve said, each word sounding like it was covered in shards of glass.
“I do a lot of things, babe. Can you narrow that down for me?”
Danny would’ve though it impossible, but Steve drew in on himself even more. Was Moran the problem? Maybe Steve was mad he hadn’t gotten to kill the guy. He’d been so much like the old Steve during the whole case, his focus so narrow that nothing else mattered. Not food, not sleep, not even his teammates. That was not a Steve that Danny had fond memories of.
“It was just a tactic, I get that. And it worked. You don’t have to pretend it was anything else.”
Ah. More repercussions. What with the dead man and the subsequent endless questioning and investigation, Danny and Steve hadn’t had a chance to finish what they’d started in that motel room. Well, technically Danny had finished, but that was beside the point.
“So I’m the femme fatale in this scenario?” he asked. “That’s nice to know. You think I often use sex as a distraction technique?”
Steve scowled. “That’s not what I’m saying.”
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Date: 2019-07-03 12:47 pm (UTC)Fill: Drabble (follows on from above)
Date: 2019-07-03 05:21 pm (UTC)“Who?” Sherlock aimed for a blank look.
“John, of course.”
“Lestrade, you know I’m married to my work.”
“Why don’t you just admit it?”
“How can I admit something which isn’t true?”
“Sherlock Holmes, you’re not fooling me. And you’re not fooling John either.”
“What?” The reply was too quick.
“I told you.” Lestrade smirked. “Why don’t you just tell him? It will make life so much simpler.”
“Because I don’t know how!”
“Words. Spoken, texted, emailed, written in blood in the kitchen. No, don’t even think about that one. Just say it!”
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