prompts! because writing about friendship is always fun

[harborshore]

So I'm making soup, and that made me think about writing. (Shut up.) I haven't felt like working on any of my longer fics for a while (for those of you keeping track, the current priority order goes: 1. Brian getting hypothermia, 2. the Theatre Production, 3. Ray/Mikey college AU of awkward pining, 4. Big Bang sequel), but now I want to write short things. Tiny bits of warmth for the fall, if you will.

So here's what I want: give me a fandom or a crossover--bandom, BTVS, Veronica Mars, DCU, others if you feel like giving me a REALLY wacky crossover (hint: I love it), a pairing or character, and a prompt quote or picture. I want the prompt to have something to do with fall, friendship, or warmth, or all three. So if someone feels like linking to a soup recipe, that's totally okay.

♥

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[blindmouse.livejournal.com]

Mmm. Happy now :-) Also looking forward to some of the unfulfilled prompts people have left.

OK, I want Gerard and this quote by another Gerard (which is about friendship, really):

"Why should a lobster be any more ridiculous than a dog... or any other animal that one chooses to take for a walk? I have a liking for lobsters. They are peaceful, serious creatures. They know the secrets of the sea, they don't bark, and don't gnaw upon one's monadic privacy like dogs do." (Gerard de Nerval)

<3

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

Gerard isn't sure when he started to be able to understand sea creatures. It wasn't one of those things where he woke up one morning and bam, he could talk to his goldfish Herbert about things like the best flavor of fish food. No, it was more of a gradual process, weeks and weeks of murmurs and mutterings just at the edge of his hearing, especially when he was on the shore, until--until.

Well, until now, really. He's standing on the beach and there's a lobster looking up at him. He kind of wants to name it Sebastian, except he's pretty sure that would be impolite. After all, the lobster might have an entirely different name.

"Well?" the lobster says impatiently. He looks like a Sebastian, Gerard decides.

Belatedly, he realizes he's supposed to answer. "Well what? What I think about the shore developments?"

"I believe that is what I asked, yes," Sebastian (Gerard is just going to call him Sebastian now--this Disney obsession is All Mikey's Fault) says primly.

"Well, it can be good, right?" Gerard tries. "I mean, they're constructing fucking houses, right, instead of hotels?"

Sebastian huffs. "Yes, but in doing so they're ruining the homes of an entire maritime community."

"Oh, oh, I didn't know that."

Sebastian looks disappointed. It's something about his claws, Gerard thinks. "Humans are so--you don't think about anyone but yourself, do you?"

"No, I didn't--I just didn't know." Gerard takes a deep breath, trying not to remember all the other times he tried to help and how badly they went, and says, "Can I do anything? Can I help?"

And maybe, just maybe, Sebastian is starting to smile.

[blindmouse.livejournal.com]

Oh, god, of course Gerard wants to help. This is awesome. I'll just grin at you for a bit.

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

*grins right back*

You should know that the rest of this story involves an ill-mannered goldfish named Frank and some sea anemones that collectively go by Alex, even though one of them is bright green and the other one is all curly and weird-looking. My brain, it is a special place.

[blindmouse.livejournal.com]

... you get mad props for making an awesome verse about lobsters and goldfish!Frank out of the most random prompt in the world, seriously ♥

Also, you could tell me more about it, if you had time?

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

This is the way my brain works! More random stories in here than anything else, seriously (I never run out of ideas--it's the finishing something that is a problem).

Hmm, well, there's Frank, right, whom Gerard bough when he walked by a pet store and got yelled at, because Frank is just so funny when he's grumpy. Naturally he couldn't resist. And he has a secret plan to make Frank more mellow and happy; it involves finding Frank a lady goldfish (or a dude, Gerard is not judgmental). Love heals all, etc. (He's told Mikey this plan and Mikey laughed at him.)

For now, though, he's settled for having Frank say rude things to him as much as he wants, and he's bought him a kickass aquarium with lots of fun things to look at.

[blindmouse.livejournal.com]

Oh god, Frank yelling at Gerard from inside the pet shop \o/ (With bubbles? There should be bubbles.)

I really, really want Gerard's careful conversations with Frank trying to work out whether he should get a lady goldfish or a dudely one.

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

"Frank?"

Frank is ignoring Gerard. Really, he is. This rock is fucking fascinating, okay?

"No, Frank, I didn't mean I was bored with you, I meant don't you want someone to talk to when I'm out? Your bowl, like, doesn't it feel empty?"

"I'm fine." Frank is still facing away from Gerard, but the asshole walks around the bowl and stands there, peering in. His eyes look really huge like that, Frank thinks, and tells him so.

Gerard laughs, a startled little giggle, and backs up a bit. "I didn't mean we wouldn't be friends, I just meant, don't you want another friend? A goldfish friend?"

Oh. Um. "Only if you get me a bigger bowl," Frank says blandly. "This one would get crowded."

Gerard nods quickly. "Of course! Just, okay. Would, Frank, do you have any kind of preferences?"

"Uh, no. Just get someone who won't fucking mess with me too much, I can't deal with that shit."

Gerard looks like he doubts a polite goldfish friend is the way to go. Whatever, Frank's not rude, he just tells the truth. Seriously.

"I mean, would you want, like, someone, um, do you want babies?"

Frank is horrified. "Fuck no! I'm too young for that shit. Besides, I haven't met the right girl yet."

Gerard looks at him patiently.

"...oh. Yeah, okay, um, maybe if she's still there?"

A grin is spreading on Gerard's face. "Who?"

"Jamia. She's really fucking--really awesome." Frank's really glad Gerard doesn't know how to read the body language of fish yet, but he's horribly afraid he might learn soon. Until then, though, he won't be able to tell when Frank is embarrassed. Like now.

"What does she look like?"

Frank tries not to gush too much, but Jamia's really pretty, okay? He's pretty sure Gerard is laughing at him when he promises to try to come back with Jamia.

[blindmouse.livejournal.com]

I love you. And Frank. And Jamia the fucking awesome pretty goldfish. And Gerard who is totally going to learn goldfish body language and blurt out embarrassing revelations at Frank as he realises them.

[turlough]

This was totally adorable and so very Gerard!