scribblemyname | Ficlet O'Clock Open Prompts

I've missed doing this, and when my best friend who loves these things was out of pocket for a while, I mostly didn't try. So here's the way it works. You give:

fandom, storyworld (optional)

character and/or pairing (optional)

prompt

We write ficlets. Feel free to ask questions on fills and get more fills. Fill whatever you like. Prompt whatever you like. The thread stays open until somewhere after activity slows down to a trickle, I randomly call done working the thread.

So personally I've been missing writing original fiction and Rogue/Remy fic (and Logan/Ororo and Kitty/Pyro), but prompt whatever (like Bobbi or Natasha or Skye or...), just no deathfic or supernatural please.

I dumped in a couple to start, but I'll be in and out. :)

MASTERLIST

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Alik + Vred, This moment, we own it.

Katya, pillow fights

Cadence + friend, pillow fights

Alik + Vred, platonic soulmates

Malina + Alik, insomnia

Anyone But You (The Enadar Version) [Felise/Enadar + Alik]

Disbelief (Enadar Take Two) [Felise/Enadar + Alik]

Alik + Malina + Enadar, finding someone to love

Clint/Natasha, Remy + OMC, I will not take from you and you will not owe

For the Hundredth Time, I'm Not Marrying Your Brother [Lisea + Malina]

Katya, dodging the matchmaker

Alik + Vred, platonic soulmates + pillow fight

Whistler + Stratford + Dare, platonic soulmates

Cameron/Verina, trying to sleep with a new baby in the house

Alik + Enadar, dogs and cats

Forsythe/Stasia, a relationship in 5 kisses

Katya, cuddles

Katya, stealing the remote control

Alik + Vred, a genetic recessive who doesn't have/show a soulmark

The Danger of Discussing Marriage with Your Best Friend [Cadence/Dare]

Another Cadence/Dare "Pillow" Fight

My husband became a shepherd to me / I became a shepherdess to him

Already Through [Vred/Malina]

Cadence/Dare, You gotta make your own stuff work

Lisea + Alik, Emotions aren't that hard to borrow / When love is a word you haven't learned

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Anyone But You [Felise/Enadar]

Crazy [Agents of Shield, Bobbi/Hunter]

Five Cups of Coffee and a Stack of Pancakes [MCU/The Unusuals, Bobbi/Walsh]

Marrying Into the Family [Felise/Enadar + Malina + Lisea]

It's Only Natural [X-Men, Remy + Scott]

Speculation [MCU, Steve + Clint/Natasha]

When All Else Fails, Walk the Dog [616, Clint]

Burn Your Kingdoms Down [Kingdoms & Thorn, Sear]

There Is That [Felise + Enadar]

Mixed Feelings [Felise/Enadar]

I'm Not a Flirt, It's Just the Way I Talk [X-Men, Rogue/Remy]

On the Properties of Love [Kingdoms and Thorn, Justus/Rachelle]

Toto, We're Not in the Multiverse Anymore [X-Men/Narnia, Kitty]

Almost Soulmate [Vred + Alik]

Secrets [The Unusuals, Walsh/Beaumont]

Picking the Family Pet: Spouse Supervision Required [Original]

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No, it's right. But weirded out isn't the same as traumatized for life. Even traumatized isn't the same as traumatized for life.

She deals with it in the moment, which makes it seem as if it'll last, but that's actually why it doesn't and she's resilient. She copes with her emotions right away.

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True. It might be worse when it comes back to get Alik in trouble with the Reventes over his methodology. Here's Lisea's reaction. You can see if it's out of character.

"Lisea!" Malina cried, surprised not only by Alik's quick return but who he'd brought with her. She had asked to invite Lisea over, but she'd thought he wasn't happy about it. She also hadn't thought he was leaving just for that. She could have sworn he was being called off to another emergency. "Oh, Alik. You are the best brother ever."

She hugged him, and he grunted, making her wince. She'd forgotten about his back. "I'm sorry, Alik. Your back..."

"It's fine," he said, moving her over toward Lisea. "She'd probably feel more comfortable if you gave her some of your clothes for while she's here."

Malina blinked. "You had to save Lisea?"

"Extracted her from something that might have been nothing," Alik corrected, giving Malina another nudge. "Clothes. And I did say there would be fireworks."

Malina managed to smile at that, but she didn't feel as great about her friend's visit as she had before he spoke. She went to Lisea's side, touching her arm gently. "The outside doesn't look like much, but it's a lot better inside. You should see our kitchen. It's like Mom's used to be. I've got some milk. You want a spiced one?"

Lisea nodded. "Yes... yes, that would be nice."

"You're not hurt?"

Lisea shook her head a bit too quickly. "No. I'm—I'm still confused, but I'm fine."

Malina looked over at her brother, wondering if he would tell her more or if she could get Lisea past whatever this confusion was—she seemed to be in shock—and help her because she didn't understand herself and couldn't help if she didn't know. "Alik—"

His phone rang, and he answered it immediately, shaking his head as he did. He walked away from them, leaving Malina to chew her lip for a moment before turning to her friend. "Did you hit anything or bump it or do anything that might have—something you might not have realized hurt right away?"

"No." Lisea looked at Alik and over at Malina. "He... He found me and got me away from someone who... I guess the guy trying to date me was Watch. Nothing happened, but it was... I still don't know how Alik knew. He... He did trick that guy into thinking I was..."

"You were...?"

"Can I have that spiced milk first?"

Malina nodded, ready to lead Lisea into the house when Alik returned to the car. He shut Lisea's door and took out his keys. Malina almost cursed. "You're not going again, are you? You just got back."

"I have to," Alik said. He came over and kissed the top of her head. "Watch out for little brother. He's running high."

Malina nodded, knowing whatever it was he'd been called away to do must have been bad because he wouldn't normally leave Enadar like this. "Be careful."

Alik gave her a slight smile before going around to the driver's door. The car started, spooking Lisea, and he backed it quickly out of the drive. Malina waved to him until he was out of sight, telling herself he would be fine this time and not dragged home by Vred. Again.

Lisea shivered, running her hands over her arms. "Is it it always like this?"

"No. It's just... Well, you might know more of what it's like for Alik when he's working than we do. We just know he goes with very little notice, takes care of whatever needs to be done, and comes home when he can."

"He doesn't always rescue people who can't tell a jerk from a nice guy, though. Not everyone's as stupid as I am about that kind of thing."

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Malina looked at her, shaking her head. "You are not stupid, and Alik wouldn't have intervened if it was something small. No, I think I want to hear all about this rescue. Come on. I'll get you a change of clothes and make some spiced milk, but I want details."

Lisea made a noise that sounded kind of like a whimper. Malina stopped, putting her hands on her friend's shoulders and looking into her eyes.

"If Alik hurt you—"

"No! He didn't. It was just..." Lisea lowered her head. "It was very embarrassing for me even though Alik was... He was—He did everything. I didn't have to think. I couldn't think. I was so stunned to see him, and then when he said that the guy was Watch, I didn't know what to do, but he just... He got me out."

"And that is embarrassing... why?"

"He tricked Jamieson into thinking we were dating. Or engaged. I'm not sure what," Lisea said, rushing the words together and turning red as she spoke. "Malina, please—don't laugh. I don't think I could stand it if you did."

"I don't think I could. The idea of Alik convincing anyone that he was dating someone is enough to put me into shock," Malina told her. She shook her head. "That's like... impossible. He doesn't have the time or the personality for it, and I say that loving him more than anything. He's not someone people know or want to know—and how can they love him if they don't know him?"

"I don't know."

"I've got popcorn," Enadar announced, stepping onto the front porch. "Oh. And Alik is gone again. Wonderful."

"He'll be back," Malina said, coaxing Lisea toward the house. "And I want some of that popcorn."

Lisea huddled in one of Malina's sweaters, arms wrapped around her legs as she sat on the back porch of their house. The sun hadn't set yet, and there were no fireworks, but she wasn't out here for fireworks. She just liked the peacefulness of this place. It felt like a refuge. Like safety.

"I wish I didn't have to go back," she heard herself whisper. "This place is like paradise."

Enadar snorted from the other chair. "You're calling this paradise when you could be in the decadent halls of any of the Revente manors?"

"You've been there, too," Lisea said, not looking at him.

"As an unwanted guest. You're welcome there," he said, and she jumped when she heard the popcorn popping. She didn't know where they kept that machine, but it was loud, and she didn't like how she spooked every time she heard it. "Why is this so special?"

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"It's special to you," she said, not sure she could explain—and she didn't want to explain things to Enadar. She had thought the person coming out onto the porch was Malina—she wished it had been—or she wouldn't have said anything.

"Alik made it home for us," Enadar said. He lifted up a handful of popcorn and shoved it in his mouth. "It's not the same when he's gone, but this is ours. That matters. This is where we all belong, where we are home, where we're a family. Where we're safe."

She felt that way here, too, but she didn't think Enadar would accept that. She looked up with relief when Malina opened the back door and came onto the porch. She looked at Lisea and smiled. "Oh, that's where that is."

"What?"

"Alik's shirt. I take it when he's gone so I can have something of his nearby. It smells like him. Sometimes it's easy to pretend wearing it is like having him hold me," Malina answered, taking a seat on the other side of the bench. "I shouldn't need it, but it was—It's hard to fight those fears. The ones that come when he's gone. He tried to keep us from knowing how much Grandfather hurt him, but it always seemed like... like when that door would open he wouldn't be alive or when Grandfather took him away he wouldn't ever come home again, and I can't—I've tried, but I still feel that when Alik goes. Sometimes it's not so bad."

"Other times she curls up in that sweater and cries," Enadar said, coming over to her other side. He sat down, and Malina leaned against him. "We are kind of pathetic when he's gone, aren't we?"

Lisea didn't know that she should say anything. Malina laughed, though. "Maybe I am. I don't think you are."

Enadar gave her a handful of popcorn. "I have one of his shirts, too. I just don't cry in it. I read that book of his stories you've tried to put together."

"Fine," Malina agreed. "We're pathetic."

Lisea shook her head. "I don't think it's pathetic. It's... It's beautiful."

"Beautiful?" Enadar asked like she was crazy. "How can this be beautiful? We were just discussing how lame we were when our older brother was gone, and that's not beautiful."

"It's... I just thought... What's beautiful is how much you love each other, how close you are..." Lisea trailed off, feeling uncomfortable again. "It's... rare."

"Pathetic," Enadar decreed, and Lisea lowered her head, almost jerking it back up when she remembered that this was Alik's shirt she'd borrowed, not Malina's like she'd thought. It was in with Malina's things and Malina had told her to take anything she felt like wearing, and somehow the shirt had appealed to her, but Lisea should go change now.

"It's a shame the fair ended. I'd like to see more fireworks," Malina said. She looked over at Lisea. "And I don't want you to have to go. This has been... nice."

"Like paradise?"

Lisea figured Enadar was mocking her, but the screen door slammed shut, startling all of them. Alik looked at the three of them and turned to sit on the other chair. Malina rushed over and caught his arm, dragging him over to the bench.

"There's room. And I'm glad you're back. How are you feeling?"

He shrugged, taking the middle of where she and Enadar had been, Malina climbing half into his lap when he had settled. "I'm home. That's all that matters."

"Yes," Malina said, leaning against him and humming to herself.

Lisea watched them, wondering if they knew how lucky they were. It wouldn't seem like it, not when she thought of what little Malina had told her of their Grandfather and how horrible that was, but Lisea knew what they had was different. Special. They were close, and it was beautiful. More beautiful than they knew.

She didn't ever want to leave this place, even if she wasn't one of them and couldn't be a part of what they shared, but she knew in the morning she had to go back to Grandmother and being a lady and all the things she didn't want—because what she really wanted was right here.

She fingered the cuff of the shirt and wondered if anyone would notice if she wore it home.