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Friday Free-For-All

Hey, everyone! Welcome to the first full weekend of 2010! As you all know, today is Friday so we have a free-for-all where you can let your imaginations and pairings go wild.

First, brief reminder of the rules:

You may only post 3 prompts per genre

You are free to prompt up to 5 at a time and add more once your prompts start being answered. Just be kind for our codemonkeys and don't go too crazy!

No spoilers in prompts for at least seven days after the original airdate or publication date. If you have spoilers in your fic, please warn in bold and leave at least three spaces.

Please also follow the format as stated below:

Criminal Minds, Morgan/Reid, Lazy Fest

Numb3rs/Stargate: Atlantis, Don/Sheppard, "That thing you do."

If none of the posted prompts catch your eye, feel free to look through our Lonely Prompts archive at delicious.

Happy Friday, people!

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Um, Spike? Is that you?

XD [love love loves all over this]

Thank you for reading!

Poor Timmy. Why do we love to hurt him so?

Good job!

~~Because he's pretty when he cries?~~ I have no idea. :3

Thank you! I'm glad you like it. :D

Yuri had yelled at first, but now he was just breathing too fast, whimpering through his teeth every time Flynn moved him. Flynn bit his lip and wrapped his belt tighter, tying their practice sword to Yuri’s arm just under his elbow. Yuri’s belt was harder to get off, but after a bit of wriggling he got it loose and looped it around the sheath and Yuri’s wrist. Then he could finally let go. Yuri curled in tighter around his arm, and Flynn just sat, waiting until he could breathe without wanting to shake.

Finally Yuri raised his head, and uncurled his legs, bit by bit. Flynn tugged his sleeve down over his hand, and scrubbed Yuri’s face dry. “Are you okay?”

Yuri sniffed hard, snorting back snot. “’m good. We should - *snfff* - go back to the inn. She’ll wallop us, though.”

“Probably just me. You’re safe until we fix you.” Flynn offered what he wanted to be an encouraging look, and Yuri snickered at him, then sniffed again, and struggled to his feet.

“I should nick stuff now, then, while they’ll feel sorry for me.”

Flynn fell in beside him, close as he could, heading back. “If we brush your hair, and you make those big eyes, maybe the baker will give you a sweet roll.”

Yuri grinned, and Flynn started to feel like things were okay again.

*Hope this is what you had in mind!*

At first, it was just whimpering noise. It moved from one side of the bed to the other. Spencer, knowing the source of the noise, sleepily nudged Derek with hit foot, whose only reply was to nudge back with a soft grumble. The whimpering ceased for a moment before a great scratching sounded at the door, compounded with louder whimpering. Derek let out a loud groan and shouted, "Clooney! Knock it off!"

"He wants out, Derek," Spencer yawned, rolling on his back and stretching out his limbs. "He needs to take care of his business."

He looked over at his lover just in time to see him childishly bury his head under his pillow, his words "You let him out!" slightly muffled. Spencer snorted and reached over to hit Derek's pillow, groaning, "It's your dog, not mine!"

Spencer smirked as he felt the bed shift as Derek dragged himself out from under the covers. He heard Clooney scrambling around Derek, who grumbled, "Get down, Clooney! No jumping!"

Spencer reburied himself under the warm covers and tried to block out Derek and Clooney's noisy activities. Then, just as he was about to drift back into full REM sleep, the covers were yanked away from his body. He whined, sitting up and glaring at the end of the bed. Derek stood there, clad in only his boxers, and grumbled, "Get up."

Spencer laid back down and curled into a ball, mumbling, "I will do no such thing. Not put the covers back on the bed."

"No, Spence," Derek yawned. "This is the first time we've been home on a weekend in three weeks. We have to do spring cleaning!"

"No-oo-oo-o!" Spencer yawned, "we need to be lazy and self-indulgent."

It took a moment before Derek asked halfheartedly, "But what about the house work?"

Spencer smirked a little as he sat up and crawled his way down to the edge of the bed. Placing his hands on Derek's shoulders, he licked a stripe up the dark neck, ending it with a small bite underneath Derek's ear, something he knew drove the older man wild. He then brushed his lips against the outer shell of Derek's ear, murmuring, "It can wait."

As if on cue, Derek's hands moved to grip his narrow hips and drag him closer. Spencer gave him another playful nip and Derek growled, "Ahh...hate it when you do that. Makes me feel like I'm agreeing to anything."

Spencer didn't reply, too busy pulling Derek back in the bed for a couple rounds of morning sex.

*Again, hope you enjoyed it!*

This was great, love that Spencer knows how to make Derek cave.

"What's a pretty thing like you doing in a place like this?"

If Neal were anyone but himself he would have rolled his eyes. He had been hearing similar lines all night, and not from anyone that he would deem attractive in any physical or intellectual way. Being the actor (con man) that he was, Neal fixed his face into a pleasantly relaxed and interested look before turning towards the speaker. What he saw took him by surprise.

A pair of blue eyes several shades lighter than his own looked down at Neal with a pleasurable twinkle of unmasked mischief. The man's face was strong and square, with perfect lips that curled into a charming smile. Neal returned the smile.

"Well, I could say the same to you," Neal replied, no longer having to fake interest in the handsome stranger.

The man laughed, a deep rumble in his broad chest as he took the bar stool next to Neal. "Name's Captain Jack Harkness. Can I buy you a drink?"

"Neal Caffrey. You can buy me whatever you like, pretty," Neal said with a wink. And Jack gave him another of his pleasant laughs and Neal wondered if this was how women felt when he tried to seduce them.

Hee, lovely! Two cunning conmen conning each other - it could be the beginning of a beautiful friendship - or at least some mad adventures. *g*

They talk about it for a long time. And then they talk about it some more. Consider all the pros and cons but when it comes down to it neither of them wants to hide anymore. Seven months is a long enough time to see that what starrted as a fling is a full blwon commited relationship that neither of them wants to quit in the future they can imagine.
So at the 125th episode/we got a seventh season! party Misha grabs the mic while the band is on a break and announces straight away that he and Jensen are toegther. Jensen stands next to him and smiles a bit awkwardly at their friends and coworkers until Jared yells from the other side of the room:
'We knew that.' Genevieve in his arm laughs and gives them a thumbs-up.
And Richard whistles and yells: 'Just kiss him already.' Which is met with cat calls from just anyone. Jensen grins brightly with relief and then Mishas obeys their audioences whish and kisses Jensen in a way that leaves no doubt of what they are no another.

Oooh, awesome. I like Neal's reaction to Jack and I especially love the last line.

Dave knew Aaron's scars.

He'd known them before Foyet: the wide pale gash on his hip from when Aaron's mother had pushed him down on a broken glass; the thin streak across his left bicep where he'd been grazed by a stray bullet; the raised part at his hairline from his mother pushing him into the car too fast.

And the scars that weren't physical: rarely showing his emotions because they were proof that you were weak; keeping a stiff upper lip so people wouldn't realize how much you were hurting; the gaping wound of inadequacy from Haley's leaving him.

Dave knew the scars after Foyet as well: the angry marks from Foyet's knife; the need for double locks and a security system on the apartment; the near-paralyzing fear that he would fail his son.

Dave saw the scars differently from how Aaron saw them. Aaron viewed them as proof of the many times he had fallen. They showed how flawed he was. They made him unlovable. But Dave looked at them and saw how strong Aaron was, and yet so compassionate. He saw how much Aaron endured. He saw why Aaron had become the man he was.

Yes, Dave knew Aaron's scars. And he loved them.

Kurt's sitting in the music room before Glee, because he and Mercedes and Quinn were the first to get there. The girls are sitting together, talking about Quinn's pregnancy cravings and their homework assignments. Kurt half-listens while he leafs through a book of sheet music and wonders when the others are going to show up, and what Finn's doing, and comes to the bitter conclusion that Finn's probably still following Rachel around, trying to make her like him.

He scowls to himself just as the door swings open and Finn bursts in and heads straight to where Kurt is standing, next to the piano. Kurt looks up and says in a pleasantly neutral tone, “Yes?”

“Uh, Kurt, can I, um, talk to you for a moment...”

Kurt frowns for a moment. “What about?”

“Uh, it's kinda... private...” Finn says with a glance at the girls.

Curious, Kurt nods. “Sure. Why not,” he says as he walks out into the empty corridor. “What did you want to say?”

Finn looked at him for a moment. “Um. I was thinking... maybe you wanted to... go somewhere. Um. With me. If you want.”

Kurt raises an eyebrow. “Did my dad put you up to this?”

“What? No...”

Kurt sees the way Finn is acting, nervous and twitchy, and he keeps looking around to see if there are any other people nearby. Kurt puts two and two together. “Finn, is this your idea of asking me out?”

“Um. I guess...”

“Anything planned?”

“I was thinking a movie....”

“All right.” Kurt kept it out of his expression, but a small, secret part of his heart burst into song when Finn grinned at his response.

Just then, he heard Mr Schuester greeting everyone, and was jolted out of his daydream. He sat down and looked over at Finn. Finn who was following every movement Rachel made, even though she was sitting with Jesse and not even paying any attention to Finn.

Kurt sighed, and went back to the daydream world where Finn acted like he knew he existed.

Follows this http://community.livejournal.com/comment_fic/114890.html?thread=25012682#t25012682
I do not know where this is coming from and certainly don't know why I'm creating my own comment Mpreg verse here *sigh*

Steve is leaning over him, reaching into the drawer in the bedside table for a condom. Christian is naked on his back, one leg thrown over Steve’s shoulder already and his cock is hard, thick and red and drooling on his flat stomach.

But all Christian can think as Steve carefully rolls the condom on is, “It’s a little late for that.” He remembers every time that they were too drunk, too horny to remember to use a condom, or at least, he remembers waking up with Steve’s cum still leaking out of his ass and drying on the inside of his thighs.

The thought’s enough to take a lot of the urgency out of the moment for him and he gasps in surprised pain as Steve pushes inside. That sharp burning friction changes to pleasurable fullness quick enough and then Steve is snapping his hips, aiming for that spot that has Christian seeing stars and throwing his head back on the pillow.

And still Christian is thinking about the condom. Worries about it. He’s never had a problem concentrating on Steve fucking him into the mattress, but all he wants right now is to wrap his arms around Steve’s shoulders and pull the blonde down even if it means folding himself in half.

Steve’s thrusts slow, apparently sensing Christian’s neediness and Steve mouths along Christian’s straining neck, wet and sloppy.

They never made any promises. They love each other and are *in love* with each other but both have always known that their careers didn’t leave time enough for the traditional relationship or family. Christian had resigned himself to that fact long ago. He just never thought that this could happen, obviously neither of them did. It’s just so rare.

Christian has known he’s pregnant for a few weeks now, and he can’t tell Steve. The closest he came was two weeks ago and he can still hear Steve laughing at the idea, can still hear Steve’s words ringing in his ears, “We can’t have kids, Chris. Look at us. I’m never in one place and you can’t manage not to get hurt on set for more than two weeks. What kinda life would that be?”

I AGREE ON THE SEQUEL/PREQUEL BIT.

Hahahahahah! OMG! Bella's a Doll! Everything makes sense!

Thanks for writing this. Thanks SO much for writing this!

He's bending him over and givin' it to him dry, isn't he?
*Smiles* I hope Edward cries.

I guess, if you want. I just imagined him ripping Edward's head off.

He can do that later. I want Edward to suffer first. Suffer hard. Then he can die.

Jack hated New Mecca. She'd hated it since Riddick had dropped her here, but she hadn't been able to find a way off the planet. As far as the majority of New Meccians' were concerned, she was Imam’s apprentice and subject to his whims.

She ends up looking for help in New Mecca's darker places. Among the criminals and mercs' she finds a way out. Joining a merc squad takes less thought than she expected. She'll do whatever it takes to return to Riddick's side, even if it means joining up with his enemies.

Filled: Ryan/Esposito, kiss and make up

Kate has never seen Esposito and Ryan fight over anything more serious than the choice of toppings for the pizza they’re going to order (Esposito always wants chili peppers, Ryan hates them), so seeing them like this is quite disconcerting.

She has no idea what their argument is about – there was nothing about their last case that could have provoked that kind of dissonance – but Esposito is clearly angry.

Continued here (http://merle-p.livejournal.com/23796.html#cutid1)

I just cannot let this go unwritten.
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"No Daddy, that ones an 'erbyvore," Talia pointed with her small three-year-old hands.

"Yeah, but, Herby here needs to defend himself against Rex," Wash held up each respectively.

"Herby doesn't bite, his teefs are ownly good for eating leafs," She picked up her favorite, a Pterodactyl, "Tero will save him! Woosh," and she picked up the Triceratops and it flew away with her Pterodactyl.

"Zoey, you have ruined our child with education," Wash said looking over to where Zoey was standing watching her little girl run around her father making "woosh" noises.

"River is the one who told her that," she lied, smiling at her family.

wjkf;sl; this is so adorable ♥

Best married couple ever ♥

(Sequel to this (http://community.livejournal.com/comment_fic/176847.html?thread=38158799#t38158799). <3)

Kate was so glad to have another girl on the team. Cassie was great, and one of her best girl friends, but sometimes she just wasn’t available as much as she used to be with the Initiative and having Jonas as a boyfriend. It made spending that time of the month at Young Avengers hang out a bit...tense.

Billy just knew when she was bleeding, or he had a spell that told him because he and Teddy would always be out of her way and did nothing to gain her ire. Actually, last month Billy and Teddy left her a box of chocolates which gave them points for being awesome.

Then on the other side of the spectrum was Eli and Tommy. Eli didn’t always know when it was time to put his foot in his mouth, but it seemed more apparent to Kate when she was on her period. Then there was Tommy, who could be infuriating just by choosing the absolute time to hit on her.

Having Rikki around was great. Rikki kept guard of her room to keep the boys out when she was feeling extra bitchy. Then when all the boys left for the night, Rikki would climb into bed with her and cuddle, saying it always felt better when there was someone near by, even if it didn’t actually help with the cramps like Midol would. That made Kate smile, and she just cuddled Rikki. She could definitely get used to this once a month.

Awww, both this and the fic that is its prequel were awesome.

Cuddletimes always make the cramps better. *G*

LOL at the boys being dumb. But good Billy!

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