Mature Prompt Post #1
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Hey all! As with all things there are a few rules. Nothing too restricting I feel and many of them are in the best interest of others. So lets get to the rules.
1. The prompts must involve Wander over Yonder in some way. Crossovers are fine though as long as Wander over Yonder is one of the fandoms.
2.Anything is allowed. Slash, Het, femmeslash, three somes, whatever. Which leads to the next rule...
3.No kink bashing! Yeah, there may be one or two prompts that will squick you (I'm sure the same will happen with me.) but lets all play nice here.
4. Please post your prompts in the appropriate prompt post. Prompts involving oc's go to the oc prompt post, mature rated ones to the mature prompt post, and safe for work ones in the safe for work prompt post. If you're not sure what post your prompt belongs to, contact me.
5. When posting it's preferred if you put the pairing (or if a gen prompt put in gen.) and kink or a summery phrase of what you're prompting into the subject box. Also put in any possible triggers as warning.
The body of the post of course will be the prompt.
6. You may use anon if you like. Or not. It's your call.
7. Multiple fills are encouraged.
8. You can prompt as much as you want. It is encouraged you do some fills though to be nice.
9. Please tag for spoilers. A spoiler is considered something in a episode that recently shown up until a week. So pretty much each new episode based prompt needs some indication that the prompts contain spoilers until a week since it's premiere on t.v.
MATURE PROMPT POST SPECIAL RULES
This post is exclusively for mature based prompts. Anything goes. All the pairings, all the kinks, go for it. I must repeat one of our core rules here. NO KINK BASHING.
1. The prompts must involve Wander over Yonder in some way. Crossovers are fine though as long as Wander over Yonder is one of the fandoms.
2.Anything is allowed. Slash, Het, femmeslash, three somes, whatever. Which leads to the next rule...
3.No kink bashing! Yeah, there may be one or two prompts that will squick you (I'm sure the same will happen with me.) but lets all play nice here.
4. Please post your prompts in the appropriate prompt post. Prompts involving oc's go to the oc prompt post, mature rated ones to the mature prompt post, and safe for work ones in the safe for work prompt post. If you're not sure what post your prompt belongs to, contact me.
5. When posting it's preferred if you put the pairing (or if a gen prompt put in gen.) and kink or a summery phrase of what you're prompting into the subject box. Also put in any possible triggers as warning.
The body of the post of course will be the prompt.
6. You may use anon if you like. Or not. It's your call.
7. Multiple fills are encouraged.
8. You can prompt as much as you want. It is encouraged you do some fills though to be nice.
9. Please tag for spoilers. A spoiler is considered something in a episode that recently shown up until a week. So pretty much each new episode based prompt needs some indication that the prompts contain spoilers until a week since it's premiere on t.v.
MATURE PROMPT POST SPECIAL RULES
This post is exclusively for mature based prompts. Anything goes. All the pairings, all the kinks, go for it. I must repeat one of our core rules here. NO KINK BASHING.
Friends
Date: 2013-09-30 05:07 am (UTC)-----
Really, hater barely noticed how much time was passing. Month after month, year after year, and eventually decade after decade of doing nearly the same thing over and over, having the same annoying orange pest showing up and being his same old self, causing the same outcome all the time, he really felt it could and would go on forever. That's the thing about time; you never consider that someone's could ever run out, that something could be different.
And today it just smacked him right in the face.
It had been a tiny planet--actually, Peepers said it could barely qualify as a planet, but hey, a planet was a planet, so there. And the fact that there seemed to be no intelligent life on it hadn't deterred Hater too much--it made the task of taking it for himself a lot easier.
He just hadn't expected to see his pint-size nemesis pushing a rock through the grassy field like some strange mythical victim of karma. And he sure as hell didn't expect to be joining him.
Oh, he'd stormed up to the pest, pulling himself up to look as huge and menacing as possible, energy crackling on his fingertips, he'd had this whole dramatic speech planned out--as he should, he'd practiced in front of the mirror three times today and seven yesterday--but once he saw that Wander's smile didn't reach his eyes, every bit of it was sucked right out of him.
"So...Zbornacks can live an awful long time, but yanno...mortality an' all." He'd shrugged, smiling sadly as he started pushing against the rock again, dirt kicking up behind him. "It's okay though--she told me that she'd lived pretty long in comparison to most o' her species--most o' them only go for fifty years an' she went fifty-five! Ain't that amazin'? So anyway, I thought it'd be nice if I got her the biggest marker I could find, 'cause it's like a huge trophy in a way..." Hater didn't miss the way his voice was tightening, even as he smiled.
It only took a second for him to sidle up, gently scoot Wander aside while grumbling at him to "make room." And then another for him to jam his shoulder against the rock and help push. With his own greater physical strength, the task was accomplished much faster, and Wander actually had to jog a bit to catch up with him.
He didn't speak for the rest of the visit, just listened. As he and Wander gathered up a few more stones to encircle the larger one that rested in front of the freshly-turned earth, he listened to the little guy go on and on about how "Syl" had probably sensed it was time, as she'd asked to visit this place again just yesterday. As he helped arrange the rocks in a neat, wide circle, he listened to Wander clarify the "again" part, saying that they'd visited this place a few times.
And he sat against a small tree with Wander leaning against him as he blabbed further about that. "I try to see everyone on the anniversary, see," he explained, sounding tired. "I can't just ignore 'em 'cause they don't travel with me anymore." There was a pause. "...Ya wanna know 'bout the others?"
Hater scanned the rest of the landscape, taking in the numerous other markers--some of them smaller, as Wander was a younger nomad when he'd buried the companion below, various decorations and offerings on each one. It briefly made him think of his own army--they weren't companions, per se, but they were a constant. And now that he thought it...well, the Peepers he had now was a completely different once than the one he'd had when he'd met Wander. There had been a lot of "Peepers." Every one of them was a little different in mannerisms, voice, habits--two or three of them had even been girls--but they all answered to the same name and wore the same outfit.
He figured he'd begun trying to stop seeing them all as separate after the fourth Peepers had gone. It was a bit too painful then. He almost wanted to say "no," right now.
But seeing all those markers, seeing the look in Wander's eyes and how much this meant to him, and remembering that as much as he tried to mentally merge all the Peepers into one, he himself had a little plot of markers, he said yes.
Wander kept talking, long into the night and moments before the sun rose again. He talked about Julian and his habit of licking Wander clean before bedtime, he talked about Marius and his love of chocolate, how Benvolio had hated his name so much he insisted on being "Benvi," how Margueite's grave had weeds on it because she was highly allergic to most flowers and that was why she'd come along with Wander in the first place because she was on a planet full of them and simply couldn't spend her whole life sneezing, how Plum had hated water and liked salty food while Pepper had liked sweets and said Wander reminded her of a carrot...
Finally, when dawn came, Wander was curled up against Hater's ribs, sniffling faintly into his cloak while the skeleton had wrapped an arm around him. And not awkwardly either, but the way that someone does when they know exactly how someone needs to be held.
"It's weird," he said at last, when Wander's sniffles had finally subsided. "You'd think we'd be used to it by now."
"Don't mean it don't hurt less."
Thinking about how the current Peepers had been looking run-down and how his movements were so slow lately, and how he'd likely have to see that plot again soon, Hater was inclined to agree.
Re: Friends (OP)
Date: 2013-09-30 10:52 am (UTC)This was absolutely perfect, and I just...I came home from work to this fill, and it was exactly what I wanted when I made the prompt and it hurt so bad, but it was so wonderful. You took this fill and you ran with it, anon, and I am incredibly grateful to you. Thank you so much.
Gonna make a hot drink and cuddle in a blanket and read this again.
Re: Friends
Date: 2013-09-30 01:28 pm (UTC)Re: Friends
Date: 2016-06-02 11:48 pm (UTC)