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Tuesday: The Body

Greetings! It’s 4bdnsn0wflake again.

Today’s theme is The Body.

Prompts should have something to do with the body, whether parts themselves, or expressions containing references to them.

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...

+ Author’s Choice, any character(s);

You shine and you can’t even help it,
Your eyes could make the moon jealous

Kelsea Bellerini

+ MCU, Bucky Barnes(+/any), put some elbow grease into it

+ Lucifer (TV), Chloe Decker(+/any), gut feeling

+ MCU, Natasha Romanov, dying her hair to go undercover

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Jul. 16th, 2019 02:13 am (UTC)
Author’s Choice, any character(s);

You shine and you can’t even help it,
Your eyes could make the moon jealous

- Kelsea Bellerini
Sep. 26th, 2019 01:09 pm (UTC)
Fill: It Chapter Two, Beverly Marsh/Ben Hanscom, Morning Note
Beverly had just started getting ready when she saw the green post-it note stuck to the mirror. As she read it, she couldn’t help but smile, running her fingers over the words and the small heart at the bottom.

You shine and you can’t even help it,
Your eyes could make the moon jealous.

Ever since she and Ben made it official, she often woke up to post-it with poems, lyrics or even movie quotes on the mirror for her to see. It always made her smile and gave her a great start to the day. She stuck them all in a notebook she kept in her dresser to look at on bad days, or when Ben was away.

She finished getting ready and placed this note with the others before heading downstairs where Ben was in a conference call, so she quietly got some coffee and opposite him, smiling gently. He smiled back at her, twisting the gold band on his left finger as he spoke into the camera.

Once he finished, he closed the laptop and stood up to press a kiss to her cheek. “Did you get my note?”

“Always,” She replied, pulling him in for a proper kiss. “You’re too sweet. Is there any part of me you don’t like?”

Ben shook his head, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her hair and smiling softly. “I love each and every part of you, Beverly.”

Beverly smiled again. She had a meeting to get to, but as she dragged Ben up to their bedroom, she decided it could wait.
Jul. 16th, 2019 02:14 am (UTC)
MCU, Bucky Barnes(+/any), put some elbow grease into it
Jul. 16th, 2019 02:14 am (UTC)
Lucifer (TV), Chloe Decker(+/any), gut feeling
Jul. 16th, 2019 02:15 am (UTC)
MCU, Natasha Romanov, dying her hair to go undercover
Jul. 18th, 2019 04:22 am (UTC)
Natasha looked at the box of hair color and sighed. She had to dye her hair in order to carry out the mission Fury had just assigned her.

She use to enjoy going undercover and conning men and women out of state secrets, but since becoming an Avenger it had lost its appeal.

Opening the box and pouring the contents onto the vanity, she started getting prepared for her final performance as the deadly Black Widow.

Edited at 2019-07-18 04:23 am (UTC)
(no subject) - 4bdnsn0wflake - Jul. 19th, 2019 12:22 am (UTC) - Expand
(no subject) - sharpiesgal - Jul. 19th, 2019 04:01 am (UTC) - Expand
Jul. 16th, 2019 06:24 am (UTC)
Any, any/any, "I like my body when it is with your body" (e.e. cummings)
Dec. 23rd, 2019 08:33 pm (UTC)
FILL: Split, Casey/The Beast
From the moment Casey met the beast, she knew he was dangerous. He was feral in his killing, cold and ruthless, no mercy in his soulless heart. Yet the way he closed in on her, his eyes burned with no threat of harm, yet instead a passion of lust. She surprised that she was drawn to him. His eyes held the promise of pleasure, and she was drawn to him like a moth to a flame. She was supposed to be a good girl, but when he tugged her in close and kissed her, his lips were tender and she melted into his caress. Chin titled backwards slightly to expose her venerable throat, she feels his teeth marking her. His eyes grow darker, nearly black, strong hands slide up her flushed chest, fingertips teasing her breasts. Casey shivers, skin tingling as he pulls her into another heated kiss, he makes being bad feel so good.

Re: FILL: Split, Casey/The Beast - ami_ven - Dec. 24th, 2019 07:08 am (UTC) - Expand
Re: FILL: Split, Casey/The Beast - cozy_coffee - Dec. 24th, 2019 12:26 pm (UTC) - Expand
Jul. 16th, 2019 06:28 am (UTC)
Supernatural, Dean Winchester, he never thought he'd live long enough for his body to start failing him
Jul. 16th, 2019 10:09 pm (UTC)
Title The Years Have Flown
Disclaimer - So not mine.
Rating - Teen
word count 415
Summary - Aging is for the birds.

The Years Have Flown
RE: Fill - 4bdnsn0wflake - Jul. 18th, 2019 01:04 am (UTC) - Expand
Re: Fill - cornerofmadness - Jul. 18th, 2019 03:52 am (UTC) - Expand
Jul. 16th, 2019 11:09 am (UTC)
Any, any, scars across their body tell a story of their life
Jul. 18th, 2019 04:17 am (UTC)
Fill: Original fic James "Jimmy" Bogart/Desmond Richard
Jimmy sat on their unmade bed and watched Desmond sleep. His lover was stretched out on his stomach with only a navy blue towel keeping him decent.

Jimmy gently ran his hand down Desmond's lightly tanned back taking stock of all the little white scars that mar his lover's back.

"Hmmph?" Desmond sleepily inquired.

"Go back to sleep," Jimmy softly commanded running his fingers through Desmond's dark hair that was still damp from a recent shower. "Just reading the story of your life."

Desmond shrugged a shoulder and burrowed deeper down into the blankets.

Jimmy smiled when Desmond started to softly snore and returned to the interesting story of his lover's wild child days.
Re: Fill: Original fic James - cozy_coffee - Jul. 18th, 2019 11:54 am (UTC) - Expand
RE: Re: Fill: Original fic James - sharpiesgal - Jul. 18th, 2019 12:16 pm (UTC) - Expand
Jul. 16th, 2019 02:28 pm (UTC)
Buffyverse, any character, I hate it when they leave a body instead of dust
Jul. 18th, 2019 06:59 pm (UTC)
"Bloody hell!" Spike swore. "I hate when that happens!"

"What happened?" Angel asked as he joined Spike.

"I stake the damn thing and instead of turning to dust, which is easy to clean up by the way," Spike muttered in reply. "It leaves a nasty, bloody mess."

"I hate when that happens as well, but let's clean it up and move on," Angel told him before walking away.

"Not you that has to clean up the bloody thing," Spike grumbled, but set about cleaning up the dead monster.

(no subject) - cornerofmadness - Jul. 18th, 2019 07:00 pm (UTC) - Expand
(no subject) - sharpiesgal - Jul. 18th, 2019 11:40 pm (UTC) - Expand
(no subject) - cornerofmadness - Jul. 19th, 2019 01:45 am (UTC) - Expand
Jul. 16th, 2019 02:40 pm (UTC)
author's choice, any, hand gestures or sign language
Jul. 16th, 2019 02:40 pm (UTC)
author's choice, any, falling and skinning their arm or leg
Aug. 2nd, 2019 11:44 pm (UTC)
FILL - Harry Styles/Zayn Malik+OFCs - Raising Twins AU
“Ouch!” Samantha hit the ground and ended up on all fours.

“Samantha fell!” Zoe declared, even though Harry was already rushing over, Zayn following behind him.

“Honey, are you okay?” Harry kept his voice calm, even though one of his babies was hurt.

Samantha sat on her butt and looked down at her knee, which had been scraped on the pavement. Her bottom lip began to quiver at the sight of blood.

“Shhh, it’s okay.” Harry hugged her. “We’ll fix that right up.”

“Daddy, do you need a plaster from your purse?” Zoe asked.

“It’s a satchel, honey, and yes, please bring it here.”

Zoe retrieved the bag, and Harry set to cleaning and dressing Samantha’s wound. He checked over his handiwork before kissing the plaster gently.

“There. All better.”

“Papa needs to kiss it better, too.” Samantha sniffled.

Zayn bent down so he could comply.

“Eh, it didn’t look so bad,” Zoe decided. “Not like that time you fell off the monkey bars.”

Harry’s brow furrowed.

“When were you on the monkey bars?” They forbid the girls from playing on such dangerous equipment.

“When you were on your business trip last month. Papa took us to the big kids’ park.”

Samantha and Zayn both shot Zoe “how could you rat us out” looks.

Harry straightened up and helped Samantha to her feet.

“You can go back to playing, girls. Just be careful.”

As soon as the twins had re-joined the other children, Harry turned on Zayn.

“Remember, Babe, we’re in public.” Zayn took a step back.

“Oh, I know. But we are definitely going to have a private conversation when we get home.” Harry promised darkly.

Zayn nodded, apparently resigned to his fate, but he was already thinking of ways to prolong their outing as much as possible.
(no subject) - shanachie_quill - Feb. 8th, 2020 04:17 am (UTC) - Expand
Jul. 16th, 2019 02:41 pm (UTC)
author's choice, any, a kiss on the cheek
Jul. 18th, 2019 04:39 am (UTC)
Fill: Original fic James "Jimmy" Bogart/Desmond Richard
(Sorry, went a little overboard.)

Desmond stood in the doorway of Jimmy's office and watched his lover concentrate on writing lyrics to a new tune that had popped into his head that morning.

Not bothering to look up, Jimmy told Desmond, "Stop lurking, Des."

"I won't ask how you knew it was me," Desmond grumbled as he slipped into the room and settled on the corner of the desk.

"Would you believe lover ESP?" Jimmy looked up and quipped.

"No," Desmond said with a slight shake of his head.

"How about Desmond GPS?" Jimmy countered knowing he was grasping for straws.

"God, that's even worse," Desmond groaned.

"The real answer is that you are the only person who hovers around me all the time now," Jimmy gently explained.

"Is that a bad thing?" Desmond asked feeling worried that he was doing something to annoy his lover.

"No, not per say," Jimmy replied with a warm smile. "Just cut it back a bit and we'll be good."

"Okay," Desmond agreed. He leaned down and brushed a kiss against Jimmy's cheek. "Love you."

"Love you, too," Jimmy said in return.

Desmond smiled. He hopped off the desk and headed for the door. "I'm gonna head home and fixed dinner."

"Sounds good to me," Jimmy remarked. "I'll be home in an hour."

"I'm going to hold you to that," Desmond retorted.

"Be gone with you," Jimmy tossed back with the wave of his hand.

Desmond laughed and walked out of the room.
Jul. 16th, 2019 05:11 pm (UTC)
Sherlock, John Watson, weak in the knees
Jul. 16th, 2019 05:12 pm (UTC)
any, any, wet behind the ears (inexperienced)
Jul. 16th, 2019 05:13 pm (UTC)
Any cop show, any, dealing with a dead body
Jul. 16th, 2019 06:10 pm (UTC)
Good Omens, Aziraphale/Crowley, full-body hug
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