ext_63174 ([identity profile] demonlord-dean.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] comment_fic2010-01-21 08:22 am

Donnerstag - Rare Pairings

Hello, I'm [livejournal.com profile] demonlord_dean  and this here is my last day as a host.
We probably all have this one pairing that's so perfect for each other but almost no one else seems to see the love and tension between them so there's hardly any fanfiction about them.
If that's the case than today's theme is perfect for you. It's all about rare pairings.

Please remember the following rules:

Please post only 3 prompts per fandom and only up to 5 prompts in a row. As soon as one of your prompts has been answered, you can prompt anew.

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 be kind to the codemonkeys and use the following format:

Vampire Diaries, Jeremy/Tyler, first full moon

X-Men Origins/SPN, Wade Wilson&Dean Winchester, “How long do you think it'll take till he starts hunting humans?”

If none of the posted prompts interest you, feel free to check out the Lonely Prompts.

tag=rarepairings

[identity profile] garnet-words.livejournal.com 2010-11-13 07:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Warning: Season 2 spoilers!



It's Caroline and a disconcertingly gleeful Damon (who relishes it maybe a bit too much) who strap him in nice and tight the first time. It hurts, and he says so, and Damon's "Good," is met by a glare from Jeremy and a slug in the arm from Caroline, both of which just have Damon rolling his eyes.

Its Jeremy, though, who steps up to him, cradles his face.

"I'll be right outside," he says, and leans in to kiss him.

"Dude, quit being mushy," Tyler says, but can't help smiling.

When he finally comes back to himself the next morning, Jeremy's face is the first he sees.

He wouldn't want it any other way.
Edited 2010-11-13 19:40 (UTC)

[identity profile] beth-soprano.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 07:36 am (UTC)(link)
Sanctuary, Meg/Will, late nights and take-out food

[identity profile] oteap.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 07:36 am (UTC)(link)
True Blood/Moonlight, Josef/Eric, once upon a time

i don't even know how this would work. . .

[identity profile] morlockiness.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 07:40 am (UTC)(link)
Heroes/Star Trek XI, Mohinder Suresh/Nyota Uhura, burnin' for you

Re: i don't even know how this would work. . .

[identity profile] daria234.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 08:06 am (UTC)(link)
When Hiro had transported him to the future, Mohinder had protested. Loudly.

Hiro just assured him that he would find his destiny here and then he disappeared.

After swearing at the empty Hiro-shaped space for a minute, Mohinder did his best to figure out where and when he was, and what on earth he was supposed to be doing.

The moment he stopped being mad at Hiro was when he saw that he wasn't on earth at all. The sight of a pink and gold helix of stars was breathtaking even for the crew of a spaceship; for a 21st century scientist who dreamed of space as a child, who was just figuring out that he was on a spacehip, it was positively dumbfounding.

And so when security stepped forward, phasers on, and demanded to know how he had gotten on the ship, Mohinder smiled at them them and pointed at the stellar phenomenon they were approaching. "I've never seen anything like it," he said in awed whispers.

It was Nyota who stepped forward then, and decided that this stranger might be more accepting of Federation questions if they offered assistance rather than a phaser stun. Her linguistic skill also gave her special expertise in intercultural relations, and that seemed to be what was needed for this strange man who kept talking about how he had never been in space.

After a medical workup and several debriefings, Starfleet was satisfied that Mohinder was who he claimed he was, and determined that he should stay on the Enterprise until said timetraveler came to get him.

Mohinder wasn't allowed to look at advanced tech or science lest he change history. He wasn't really allowed to talk to anyone but Nyota.

Mohinder didn't mind. As she ran her fingers through his dark curls, and then grabbed them as she pulled him into a kiss, his thoughts had little to do with space or time. As he ran his hand along her bare shoulders, leaning down to kiss them, she let out a pleased moan. He bit down lightly on her skin and she let out a gasp as she clung to the skin on his back with her nails. Their slow exploration soon became frantic motions, desire for each other burning into them like too-bright light. A searing intensity of lust and need, and the soaring momentum that comes with no longer being alone.

When Hiro finally came to bring him back, Mohinder told him it was too early, that he couldn't possibly have fulfilled his 'future-destiny' yet.

Hiro looked at him sadly and said, "You were only meant to know her, not to stay with her forever."

[identity profile] daria234.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 07:42 am (UTC)(link)
Firefly, Wash/Inara, it started because they wanted to make them jealous

[identity profile] theeverdream.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 07:43 am (UTC)(link)
Torchwood, Jack/John, author's choice

[identity profile] pinikir.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 08:42 am (UTC)(link)
(there really should be more of them around)

The team were still discussing whether Jack had indeed been pregnant when Jack walked back in with the last of the pizzas.

"I'm not saying it wouldn't be impossible," Owen was saying, "Okay Junior was pure fiction but look at what we've seen. Anything is possible, right Jack?"

Jack just gave him that smile that was neither yes or no, he wasn't going to dispel any secrets.

Owen sighed and grumbled, "You probably never were pregnant anyway, you're too vain."

But there Owen was very wrong. Jack let the talk buzz around him. It had all been John's fault of course. Back when they had been a close pair of thieves and lovers John had ventured to say that he would love a kid. Of course Jack had put it down to one of John's whims that would pass quickly.

It appeared to because John didn't constantly push it. But one night after they had conned a very large ruby out of the Queen of Arabia he found John was oddly subdued. IT took quite a few sonic twists of vodka to loosen his tongue and getting him talking.

"I went for a pyschic evalution," John said moodily much to Jack's surprise, John avoided all of those tests where it was possible and he had had to drag him bodily in for them once or twice. "Not for the Time Agency," John added lounging back against the counter. "For fitness for pregnancy. To quote them, I'll never be."

Jack could see the real misery on his face, he reckoned he was the only person in the whole of existence to see him vunerable. It didn't take much time to decide he would become pregnant instead. Give John his dream and do something different and exciting at the same time.

He snapped back to the present, needless to say he was never getting pregnant again. The stretch marks were horrendous.

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[identity profile] daria234.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 07:43 am (UTC)(link)
Chuck, Ellie/Casey, warmth

No fic (yet)

[identity profile] srslypau.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 07:13 pm (UTC)(link)
But I will be back later with something.

Also, I love you for prompting Ellie/Casey &hearts

Coriander 1/2

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Coriander 2/2

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[identity profile] theeverdream.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 07:43 am (UTC)(link)
Stargate SG-1, Daniel/Jonas, author's choice

[identity profile] beth-soprano.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 07:43 am (UTC)(link)
Sanctuary, Clara/Will, you wanna do some livin' before you die

[identity profile] daria234.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 07:43 am (UTC)(link)
Chuck, Awesome/Casey, orders

[identity profile] theeverdream.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 07:44 am (UTC)(link)
Stargate Atlantis, Michael/Carson, author's choice

[identity profile] kijikun.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 07:44 am (UTC)(link)
Supernatural, Bobby/John, the boys

[identity profile] dergerm.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 07:44 am (UTC)(link)
Being Human, George/Tully, Being human

[identity profile] morlockiness.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 07:44 am (UTC)(link)
Heroes, Elle/Peter, the wreckage of my past keeps haunting me ("road to nowhere" ozzy osbourne)

[identity profile] theeverdream.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 07:44 am (UTC)(link)
Stargate SG-1, Major Davis/Daniel, author's choice

[identity profile] daria234.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 07:44 am (UTC)(link)
Leverage, Sophie/Hardison, skill

[identity profile] theeverdream.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 07:45 am (UTC)(link)
Stargate Atlantis/Stargate SG-1, John Sheppard/Jack O'Neill, abuse of power

[identity profile] dergerm.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 07:45 am (UTC)(link)
BtVS, Xander/Larry, Joining the Scooby Gang

[identity profile] daria234.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 07:45 am (UTC)(link)
Dark Angel, Zack/Alec, different

Part 1

[identity profile] twasadark.livejournal.com 2010-02-21 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
The solid, hard weight of him, pressed down on Alec. The scent of shaving lotion. The crinkling of leather from his jacket. His short hair and bare neck and the force with which he practically devoured Alec’s lips. All these things made him different from the girls--and occasional woman—Alec has taken to bed.

The cybernetic implants are also something Alec hasn’t experienced before. He had to admit, they were the reason he’d come on to Zack in the first place, in the alley outside his place after their latest little adventure with Max. Zack had turned to him, muscles tense and face wild with what Alec thought was rage, and he’d said, “Come on,” and stalked up the stairs to Alec’s place. Alec followed after a brief hesitation, not sure what to expect. He certainly didn’t expect for Zack to push him up against the door and kiss him like he’d been celibate for seven years and tonight he was letting loose.

Alec liked to think of himself as a considerate, sensitive lover, one who took his time and made sure that his partner enjoyed herself or himself, so Zack’s manhandling of him took him by surprise. A few more minutes of bruising kisses and hands tugging at his clothes and he began to see the appeal of hot, quick, and dirty sex. When Zack literally growled and shoved Alec against the wall, Alec felt the thrill of arousal take over his initial nervousness and uncertainty and soon he was giving as good as he got, shoving against Zack’s hard form, kissing and nipping at his lips, jamming his hands down his fellow transgenic’s pants and hearing the resultant hiss of pleasure, jacking him fast and hard until Zack came all over his fingers with a groan. Barely a moment later Zack was dropping to his knees, shoving Alec’s boxers down, and taking Alec’s cock into his mouth, all sweet hard suction and slithering tongue. Alec slid his hands into Zack’s hair and barely had a chance to register its softness on his fingers when his orgasm rose quick and powerful. Normally Alec would have pulled away from his partner and worked to keep himself from coming too soon but tonight he just let himself approach that edge.

“I’m gonna come,” he warned Zack, and Zack pulled off with a loud slurp, then rose to start sucking on Alec’s neck, his palm jacking Alec’s straining flesh until he came with a shout, hard and wet and absolutely awesome.

When he came down from the high Alec found himself leaning against the apartment wall, dazed and exposed, buzzing from the violent nature of his release and the lovemaking that preceded it.

“That was … wow,” he said.

Zack’s jaw tightened and he turned aside, stomped into the bathroom and spent a moment in there before he came out and handed Alec a damp washcloth to clean up with. Alec wiped down his stomach and hands and buckled himself up.

“Hey,” he said, crossing over to the bar and pulling out a bottle of brandy. “You want a drink?”

Zack shook his head once, violently, and Alec took a good look at him as he sipped the potent liquor. “You okay, man?”

Zack gave him a pained smile. “No, not really.” Alec waited for him to continue. Zack ran a hand through his hair. “I didn’t want to do this.”

Alec held up a hand, defensive. “Hey now, I didn’t exactly force myself on you--”

“No, that’s not what I mean. I didn’t want this from you. I wanted it from—never mind.” Zack looked aside, jawline strong and hard.

Alec took a moment to digest what the other man said. “Yeah, I get it. You wanted Max, right? I’m just a willing stand in. I get it.” He hoped he didn’t sound too petulant, because really that’s not what this was about. He got off, and that’s all he wanted. He waited a moment before trying again, “It’s okay. I’m cool with it.”

Zack looked at him then, face shuttered and masked and hard. “Yeah? Well, good for you because I’m not.”

Part 2

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[identity profile] beth-soprano.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 07:46 am (UTC)(link)
Sanctuary, Kate/Will, unwanted attachments

[identity profile] fae-calumnae.livejournal.com 2010-02-01 11:09 am (UTC)(link)
"I think you have feelings for him."

"No offense, Sasquatch, but I do NOT have feelings for Will. It's more like his presence gives me indigestion, understand?"

The big guy shook his head and went back to his work.

Kate rolled her eyes and continued on her business. She did NOT have a thing for Will. Sure she'd worried about him in India. But that had been friend worry, not omg-I-love-you worry.

Except later, when she and Will were cataloging a shipment, she found she couldn't stop staring at his ass. The shipment was of tiny glowing snails (she had no idea what they did beyond that, and she was too distracted to ask) and they'd gotten out of their container and were all over the shipping crate, so he kept having to bend down, and reach in.

And he was wearing pants that fit in all the right places, and sure he was good looking, but he was Will, and half the time he was just annoying, but his ass was just-

"Kate?"

"Uh, what?" she asked, hurrying to meet his eyes. To her irritation she was blushing.

"You were staring at my ass."

"No, I wasn't, I - okay, so maybe I was, those pants look good on you, whatever." she crossed her arms and looked away, even more irritated to be in this situation.

"I wear these pants all the time," he said.

"Yeah, well, they just - " she met his eyes briefly. "Your butt just looks really good in them today, I guess."

"If I didn't know any better Kate, I'd say you were flirting with me," he said. She abruptly realized that he had closed the distance between them. It would be very easy to put a hand on the back of his neck and pull him in for a kiss. She wondered what his mouth would taste like.

"Well...you should know better," she nearly choked out, turning away. "Can we get back to work now?"

Will stared at her, gaze slightly unfocused. "Fine," he sighed, shaking off that almost kiss.

I do not like Will. I do not like Will. I DO NOT like Will, Kate chanted to herself.

[identity profile] dergerm.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 07:46 am (UTC)(link)
Chuck, Casey/Morgan, "Okay, just one more."

[identity profile] kijikun.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 07:46 am (UTC)(link)
Supernatural, Gabriel/Anna, borrowed hearts

[identity profile] alieneyes.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 07:46 am (UTC)(link)
Touching Evil/Mentalist, Creegan & Jane, One lost everything he was and the other lost everything he loved.

[identity profile] oteap.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 07:47 am (UTC)(link)
Supernatural/Leverage, Parker/Dean, feel like kissin' dynamite (AC/DC)

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