Friday Free-For-All
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comment_ficHey, 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!
tag="freeforall"
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!
tag="freeforall"
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Date: 2010-01-09 12:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-09 12:41 am (UTC)Late
Date: 2010-06-07 12:13 pm (UTC)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?”
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Date: 2010-01-09 12:41 am (UTC)Kane RPS, Steve/Chris, let me take care of you
Date: 2011-11-12 09:27 pm (UTC)"Please," Christian hears himself whisper; a ragged groan escaping him as Steve's hand curls around his erection, starting to pump him gently.
"Let me take care of you," Steve whispers again, moving to straddle Christian's thighs, dipping his head and sucking lightly on the head of Christian's cock; Christian mewling and bucking his hips against the weight of Steve holding him down.
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Date: 2010-01-09 12:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-09 12:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-09 01:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-09 01:28 am (UTC)Because Wolverine made me a Pyro/Remy shipper
Date: 2010-01-16 08:45 pm (UTC)'Hi, I'm Bobby!'
'Let's go get icecream.'
'I love you, Johnny.'
'Hi, I'm Bobby. What's'
'Rogue.'
'Will you stop showing off?'
'What, for her? It's not my fault if your girlfriend's getting excited.'
'Whoa. What do you think you're doing. '
'You always do what you're told?'
'Same old Bobby. Still afraid of a fight!'
'You never should have left.'
It was always the same dream. Always the same flash of memories, Bobby laughing, Bobby smiling, Bobby leaning in to kiss him, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby. Warm, yielding and loving. Indifferent. Cold and unforgiving.
'What it is, cher?' asked a sleepy voice next to him.
'Nothing.' John lied: 'Go back to sleep, Remy.'
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Date: 2010-01-09 01:49 am (UTC)*I just want to see the hilarity of how Topher would handle a baby since we won't see it on the show *kicks FOX*
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Date: 2010-01-09 01:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-09 01:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-09 01:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-09 01:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-03-23 09:58 am (UTC)And he couldn't be different when he had to stop Wyatt from turning evil.
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Date: 2010-01-09 02:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-09 02:11 am (UTC)Splinted
Date: 2010-03-19 05:38 pm (UTC)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.
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Date: 2010-01-09 03:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-09 03:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-30 12:54 pm (UTC)The first time that he saw Dr. Horrible in danger, he came to the rescue. He pulled the villain out of the Foam of Death, made undoubtedly by Bad Horse.
'What are you doing?' Horrible asked after he had caught his breath and realized that yes, Hammer had done this.
'Saving you, of course.'
'Saving me? From what?'
'The Foam of Death.'
Horrible rolled his eyes.
'I put too much soap in my laundry machine. Great job, superhero.'
Hammer was nearly pouting. If he actually ever did pout, he would've done it, for sure.
'So it wasn't one of Bad Horse's evil plans?'
'Not at all.'
Horrible looked up at Hammer, both of them unsure as to what to say next. Hammer thought of something first.
'So I'm not going to have 'thanks-for-saving-me'-sex?'
Well, he could try.
'Is that why you did this? You could've spared yourself the trouble. I don't sleep with my nemesis.'
'You just didn't realize how ruggedly handsome I am. Rest assured, you will find out sooner or later that in fact you do want to sleep with me.'
'Whatever, Hammer. Can I finish my laundry now?'
Hammer left the laundromat, promising himself that next time, he would land Dr. Horrible in his bed. No matter what.
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Date: 2010-01-09 04:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-09 04:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-09 04:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-09 04:59 am (UTC)Cruelty to Robins, Jason/Tim, PG-13
Date: 2010-01-12 05:01 pm (UTC)Shivers and whimpers out of him normally turn him on but they were in public and Tim wasn't a consenting party to this.
"Shh." He carries Tim to the nearest alley and out of the public eye. Strokes his face and... Doesn't have to do anything else because he's already come. "Fuck."
"I-I--"
"It's fine, baby bird, let's get you home." Or at least to the Redbird.
Tiny little pieces, some stomping and then a flamethrower.
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Date: 2010-01-09 05:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-09 06:28 am (UTC)