Friday DE: Fic time

[bjornwilde]

Ok, it’s here. Fic time!

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[ceitfianna]

Yay prompts! I'll toss in.

Cassian Andor
Quentin
Charles Xavier
Sameth
Demeter
Moist von Lipwig
Tumnus

[bjornwilde]

Cassian: Ascending
Quentin: Bending a knee
Sameth: The right materials

Back entrance

[childofrebellion]

Cassian took another breath before going up the next set of handholds. Between each level were twenty-six rungs according to Kay and if he could reach the entrance on the tenth level, then he would bypass most of the security. Then if he were noticed, he was in uniform so as not to call attention to himself but he hated the uniforms, they always dug into his armpits. From what he could tell, whoever designed the Imps' uniforms cared more about how they looked than how they fit.

He reached the next hatch and pulled himself up, scanning and not seeing any security. Then he positioned himself to crack the door panel before darting through. Now he was up, now he had to take care of the next part of the plan. He put the uniform cap on, adjusted the lines of the uniform and walked down the corridor.

Proper forms

[heatherandsteel]

A bow was complicated, it had to give the exact right amount of deference while still being elegant. It was possible for a bow to be one of the rudest gestures, but that type of shading, Quentin found was often lost on those who didn't know court life.

When he first came to Shadowed Hills, he used his bows to show his anger at being sent away then realized that the only one who noticed was Sir Etienne, who disapproved. So he learned to become neutral and disappear until Toby who knew how to curtsey and follow the rules but always chose her own way. It was exhilarating and frightening seeing how she was willing to be disrespectful to anyone who stood in her way.

Re: Proper forms

[snarky_spider]

Oh wow, I love both of these! The detail of the Impies uniforms being designed to look nice but not be comfortable (taken from the Nazi trivia about their uniforms?) and Quentin using bows to insult! Excellent!

Re: Proper forms

[ceitfianna]

Thank you and yes, that's where I got the idea. It seems like something that the Empire would do.

[thebattycakes]

Charles: Dreams

Cassian: End times

Demeter: Early frost

Almost over

[childofrebellion]

The light was brighter than Cassian knew was possible. At first he shut his eyes as he held Jyn, she was here, he wasn't dying alone. Then he opened his eyes once more as the light seemed to go through them.

Re: Almost over

[thebattycakes]

This scene. Tears.

Thanks for writing this.

Never forgotten

[balancingminds]

(For Armistice day.)

Charles woke with his mouth full of dirt and he could hear hooves and the rumble of something coming to crush him. Someone called out, but he didn't think he heard them and he scrabbled in the dirt trying to find his shovel, his mother needed him home. With a cry, Charles truly awoke in his bedroom and shivered, Mr. Allan in the garden always had bad nightmares around Armistice day.

[bjornwilde]

I'll go with:
Jessica Drew
Danny Rand
Sabine Wren
Viv Vision

[thebattycakes]

Jess: Tightrope

Danny: Steadfast

Viv: Memespeak

[snarky_spider]

(Sorry in advance if this is weird or awkward. The idea hit me on my commute this morning...slightly spoiler if you haven't seen any of Jess's covers from her last solo series.)

She sat and couldn't stop her leg from bouncing as she sat on the toilet in her bathroom, the plastic stick held perfectly horizontal incase any shift in angle would screw with the chemistry of the test. It was just a fling and she'd ended it, she really didn't want to deal with a reminder of it. Not like this.

Eyes dart to the little window. Still blank. Wait, was that? No.

Damn.

She'd never wanted kids. They were creepy. With their little heads that couldn't keep up. And the soft spot. And she would be so bad as a mother. Just look at her fucked up parents. She couldn't be a mother. Just couldn't.

She looks at the window again and her leg keeps bouncing.

Her eggs are probably all messed up anyway, what with all the experiments and super heroing and radiation and Cosmic trips. Poor kid probably wouldn't even look human. Oh God, what did she do wrong? How could she let this happen?

Eye dart again and there it is, the little blue line. Not the little blue cross. She deflates with her exhale and giggles. Of course she's not pregnant. She stands to start her day, relieved. She needs to find something that will pay money, as her savings is disappearing faster than beer around Wolverine. All is good and as it should be.

Then why did she feel a hint of disappointment. Damnit.

[thebattycakes]

No, this is great! AUGH, poor Jess. The worry and list of fears and regret, and then the end with the relief shaded in disappointment, WAUGH.

Great piece, thank you for writing it!

[touched_by_fire]

No, thank you! That whole pregnancy arc is going to be a wild ride.

[childofrebellion]

Danny-cold feet
Sabine-right on time
Viv-perception
Jessica-patience

[thebattycakes]

I've got a few things on my plate today, but prompts to ponder in the back of my brain while I dick around with PowerPoints would be great.

Multiple prompts are always appreciated as it gives me options.

Writing today for:

Barry Allen
Cisco Ramon
Matt Murdock
Logan

[bjornwilde]

Logan: Cotton candy
Matt: Transubstantiation
Cisco: TKO, Flawless victory
Barry: Friction

[childofrebellion]

Barry-icy streets
Cisco-wrong flavor
Matt-bureaucracy
Logan-boots

[holdingacat]

So late to this, but hit me up!