ladyoflorien: (Artsy: Forever Dreamer)
Gabby ([personal profile] ladyoflorien) wrote2013-03-08 11:58 am

Friiiday, Friiiday, Gonna Write Fic on Friiiday (I am so sorry.)

Happy #FicFriday!

Continuing the new tradition from here:

    Leave prompts in the comment section below
    — I will respond with at least 2-sentences of fic, unless I get carried away
    — You can request anything (take a look at my interests for ideas), including OF
    — Leave prompts for 140 Character Fic over on Twitter, too! Use the hashtag #FicFriday
    — Brevity is the soul of wit
    — HAVE FUN!

If you have a #FicFriday post of your own, link me to it in the comments so I can prompt you as well! Happy writing, everyone!

My #140CharFic fills from Twitter:

For Fi, prompt: Zoe-other half
"They call em Dust Devils, those who kept fighting after the war. Good for business, but Wash blackens her rep a little each day."

For Jill, prompt: Zoe, that awkward moment when...
" 'Jayne! Where are Naomi's rubber nipples?' The pot is empty, and Jayne looks shifty. 'This time you're goin' out the airlock.' "

Hell on Wheels / X-men: First Class crossover
For Fi, prompt: Lily-Charles-sacrifice
"It's what he had in Erik that broke her initial chill. Partners. Visionaries. Balance. Lost to him now as Robert is lost to her."

Once Upon a Time
For Fi, prompt: Regina-freedom
"They put her on show ponies, in finely carved carriages; she forgets. Indulgent half-seconds of memory, beating hooves and wind."

For Jill, prompt: Regina, relapse
"Roots in her heart like thick coils; one is Rumpelstiltskin. One is Cora. A web of Snow, all whisper You'll never be accepted."
bjornwilde: (Default)

[personal profile] bjornwilde 2013-03-08 05:16 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm decaffeinated so you get song titles on shuffle:
CJ Craig - New Order's Confusion
Maria Hill - A-ha's Take On Me (Acoustic)
Porthos - Interpol's Summer Well

And I have a post up here.
Edited 2013-03-08 17:21 (UTC)
i_quit: (I take my job very seriously)

[personal profile] i_quit 2013-03-29 06:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, I do understand, Leo. I do." CJ pinches the bridge of her nose when anyone else might be trying to stifle a chuckle. "I have to go before the press and explain our new foreign policy on immigrant chickens. What's not to understand?"
holds_her_own: (Could be classified a smile if you squin)

[personal profile] holds_her_own 2013-03-29 06:54 pm (UTC)(link)
It doesn't surprise her when he says he trusts her to do her job; it makes her wary. But to this day she can't tell if Tony's trolling her or flirting when the music starts over SHIELD's internal comms system, filling her office with bad 80s music gone worse.
srspirate: (all for one)

[personal profile] srspirate 2013-03-29 06:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Retirement doesn't suit him, no matter how leisured his new bride makes him feel. Oft are the evenings spent in quiet reprieve, imagining adventure and battle, the tang of copper and the smell of gunpowder. The craving for his brothers too great to bear, he dusts off his old uniform and sets down the walking path.
bjornwilde: (Default)

[personal profile] bjornwilde 2013-03-29 07:19 pm (UTC)(link)
These were all great! I especially loved the Cj though.
ceitfianna: (Inception-look sideways)

[personal profile] ceitfianna 2013-03-08 05:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Mine's up here

Lily-drying out in the sun

Zoe-soldier's heart

Red and William-scars

Regina-not waiting

Porthos-worth fighting for
maidenofthewest: (Will not lay down)

[personal profile] maidenofthewest 2013-03-29 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
She wouldn't allow herself to grieve for her husband; Hell on Wheels moves forward every day, and so must she. It was while laying dirty clapboard on the floor of her tent, hand trembling around hammer and nail, that she finally let it out, and it was half an hour later when the setting sun dried the trails down her cheeks that she found her center again.
someonetocarryyou: (I can hurt you)

[personal profile] someonetocarryyou 2013-03-29 08:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Her shoulder hits cool steel, hip to the door frame and arms crossed, smiling as she listens in on the next room.

"Mommy fought for all these stars?"

"Well, not -- yes. Yeah! Mommy fought for all these stars, but you know which one she fought for the hardest? She fought for that bright, blue, glimmering, shimmering twinkle in your daddy's eye. That was you, kiddo."
mm_gabby: (Red Pollard)

[personal profile] mm_gabby 2013-03-29 08:31 pm (UTC)(link)
William's never heard of the Dust Bowl, which is fair, because Red's never heard of Contention. All these questions they've got, but not one of them needs asking when they both walk in bruised, licking the splits in their lips, eyeing each other's scuffs; they nod in brotherhood, an understanding bound in blood.
happilyneverafter: ([Q] Daniel - This joy I can't contain)

[personal profile] happilyneverafter 2013-03-29 09:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Her whole life Regina never felt her mother really loved her; she obeyed not because she wanted to, but because she feared what would happen if she didn't. However, she would not wait for her 'Prince Charming', when Daniel stood right there, inviting, and wholly without strings.
srspirate: (all for one)

[personal profile] srspirate 2013-03-29 09:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Love. The answer is always love. It matters not if it is his love, for there is plenty of that to go around, the love of his brothers, his friends, or the love of the king; it is the marrow of life, the only reason to draw your sword.
yakalskovich: (Mummy smurf)

[personal profile] yakalskovich 2013-03-08 05:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Mine is here!

- Porthos: sober
- Zoe: unsure about it
- Maria Hill: confused

to continue with my theme of 'opposite of usual'.
srspirate: (may i have this dance?)

[personal profile] srspirate 2013-03-29 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"This is how you spend your time, Infant? How droll," Porthos sneers, miserably clear-headed.

D'Artagnan smirks, which he has no call to do seeing that his way of life has been found so completely at fault.
someonetocarryyou: (I ain't sure about that)

[personal profile] someonetocarryyou 2013-03-29 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
She follows the Captain without hesitation, but never without question. The man is fang zong feng kuang de jie and knows it. She's never sure going in to a job if she'll be coming back out again, but the job needs getting done, and without her his pìgu would always be on the line.
holds_her_own: (Could be classified a smile if you squin)

[personal profile] holds_her_own 2013-03-29 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"I thought you were supposed to be some kind of superhero."

Arms crossed, voice oozing with sarcasm, she tilts an eyebrow at Stark, who is spread eagle in a zone of detritus looking dazed.
yakalskovich: The Nazgul and I in nun costumes at Kaltenberg posing with a bloke dressed as Jack Sparrow (Jack Sparrow makes nuns happy!)

[personal profile] yakalskovich 2013-03-29 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)
These are all lovely, especially the last one! Tony! Hahahah! Sorry, I am not doing fic Friday today; teaching the Little Lady to knit was successful, but unexpectedly time-consuming.
minkhollow: (end *all* the worlds?)

[personal profile] minkhollow 2013-03-08 07:11 pm (UTC)(link)
I have a post!
I'll think on prompts later.