Tuesday: Texts From Last Night

[morlockiness.livejournal.com]

Happy Tuesday, everyone. morlockiness back for another day of prompting and writing.

Today's theme is Texts From Last Night. Fret not, for the prompts don't have to be taken from that site (they can be texts of your own creation, a scenario where a text would be appropriate, etc), but wouldn't it be more fun if they were? Plenty of opportunity for allowing our favorite characters to party, toke up, complete a walk of shame, and let their friends know in a succinct message.

As always, keep the rules in mind:
+ No more than 5 prompts in a row, and no more than 3 prompts per fandom. If someone answers a prompt, you can prompt again.
+No spoilers in your prompts for at least 1 week after original air/publication date. If there are spoilers in your story, please warn in bold and leave at least 3 spaces.
+For the sake of your monkeys, please format your prompts correctly. For example:

Skins, Sid/Tony, "easter eggs filled with ecstasy. it's what jesus would do."

Crossovers:

Heroes/Star Trek XI, Claire/McCoy, "It's a shame that I don't know his last name. Actually, it's an ever bigger shame that I don't know his first name"

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Comments

[munnin-odanin.livejournal.com]

DCU, Dick/Tim, grab my backpack.....its in the fridge (http://textsfromlastnight.com/Text-Replies-16485.html)

[oteap.livejournal.com]

Generation Kill, Walt/author's choice, look out your window.... he's holding his iphone up like a boombox playing you beach boys (http://www.textsfromlastnight.com/Text-Replies-16807.html)

[zekkass.livejournal.com]

Good Omens, Crowley/Aziraphale, Sitting at a bar next to a guy wearing sunglasses drinking a pitcher by himself and having an argument with himself over if journey is more ballin than kiss. Feel better about myself.

[oh-mcgee.livejournal.com]

The Vampire Diaries, Damon/Elena/Stefan, I heard that if you win you get to have sex with me. You guys really need to stop wagering my vagina. (http://tfl.nu/8v08)

[munnin-odanin.livejournal.com]

DCU. Jason/Roy, I feel like I would bang a guy with a dick piercing just to say I have...like climbing a huge mountain or somethig

[darkmagic-luvr.livejournal.com]

Push, Nick/Cassie

He started letting her drink with him after he was shot in the shoulder at a bar. They were just laying low, trying not to cause attention, but Nick just had that kind of luck. The kind where he didn’t have any. He finally gives in while she’s ranting at him under her breath, mopping up the blood from his arm and telling his bullet hole to stop bleeping for just two seconds.

They don’t go to bars to drink after that. Instead, Nick goes to the Circle K at the corner and Cassie grabs chicken or the tacos Nick keeps telling her are made with German Sheppard. They flip on the television and pretend that he’s not 24 and she’s not fourteen (she had a birthday, he gave her a pack of airheads and a pair of pants. The pants were made into shorts and he made her share the airheads.) and they’re drinking gin on the same bed and watching Passions.

She only drinks when she’s feeling completely useless, and he doesn’t say anything, flipping on the television. Jeopardy’s playing in the background and Cassie’s made up a drinking game. It get’s her plastered fast and Nick’s too tipsy to realize she’s sitting in his lap, ghosting her fingers across faint scars on his face.

She’s too drunk to care that her shirt is falling open and he’s too busy staring at skin to realize who the skin belongs too.

“This movie title is taken from the book, Gone With The Wind.”

“I don’t think this is the right show anymore,” mumbled Cassie, leaning forward against Nick, breathing against his mouth. He chuckled, his head dropping back against the wall.

His hands might have slid under her shirt, and her teeth might have glanced across his throat, and she might have Seen herself waking up in the morning with her bra gone and her head in the toilet.

[sheryden.livejournal.com]

Leverage, Eliot + any team member, "Woke up next to Sterling. Come get me."

[jabber-moose.livejournal.com]

I don't..even.. um. I'm sorry for fail? Nicky/Rod...Trekkie/Computer?

It was a dark and stormy night on Avenue Q, forcing the residents indoors. Rod cast an annoyed look at the ceiling light, which flickered with each clap of thunder.

"Roo-oood!" Nicky yelled. "Have you seen the flash.." his voice was cut off by a sudden crash. "Got them!"

Rod suppressed a sigh, brewing a fresh pot of coffee, squinting to read the newspaper in between lightning flashes.

"Rod, have you seen the-"

"Top shelf!" Rod snapped.

"How did you know what I-"

It was then that the inevitable happened. The lights flickered, and went out...along with the power.

Nicky stumbled into the room, holding flashlights. "Power's out!" he announced.

"Everything's out," Rod grumbled. "Microwave, radio..." Before he could entertain the possibilities of a night with Nicky, with no distractions, a bed, and candlelight,a look of pure horror cast over the features of the blue, closeted gay homo-whatever.

"Internet!" Rod and Nicky exclaimed together.

~

"NOOOOOOO!" The anguished howl broke over the crash of thunder. "Nooo. Me internet is no more," Trekkie stared, brokenly, at his dark screen. "No internet, no porn.." massive arms reached, enfolding his computer in a loving embrace, sobs wracking his furry frame. "Me no like this." He stroked his computer, heartbroken. "Come baack. Come baack."


Gary Coleman pulled a tool from his toolbelt, working frantically at the fuse box. All he knew was his residents were in danger.

Trekkie Monster was without porn.

God save them all.


I fail. I rushed it. Sorry

[sycophantastic.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Dean/Castiel, getting blown during the Cavs game doesn't make it any less depressing (http://www.textsfromlastnight.com/Text-Replies-16669.html)

[oteap.livejournal.com]

The Losers, Jensen/Cougar, You need to come get me. I'm pretty sure that gravity's going to crush my brain. (http://www.textsfromlastnight.com/Text-Replies-16623.html)

[zekkass.livejournal.com]

You do not fail. I adore it. XD XD XD XD

I should see Avenue Q, shouldn't I?

[jabber-moose.livejournal.com]

You haven't lived until you've seen AQ

[oh-mcgee.livejournal.com]

Any, Any, On ecstasy, in Ikea. this is incredible. (http://tfl.nu/nz5p)

[sycophantastic.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Dean/Castiel, He moved away. I mourned his dick all of Sunday. I feel a little better now. (http://www.textsfromlastnight.com/Text-Replies-16628.html)

[debirlfan.livejournal.com]

any,any,"dude, i have to cancel tonight, my neighbor just bought a goat"

[sycophantastic.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Gabriel/Crowley, This is a drunk text message. I am so glad that we are friends. Tomorrow we will eat sandwiches in miniature. We both love dogs. Flower. (http://www.textsfromlastnight.com/Text-Replies-16618.html)

[sycophantastic.livejournal.com]

Psych, Shawn/Lassiter, I just ate a whole pineapple for lunch. You should be begging to give me a bj tonight. (http://www.textsfromlastnight.com/Text-Replies-16657.html)

[debirlfan.livejournal.com]

The Big Bang Theory, any, "yeah, you were trying to hump the doorman."
(508):

"when did we get a doorman?"


"we were also in the wrong building..."

[msmanuscript.livejournal.com]

HAHAHAH! This is amazing! Well done!

[debirlfan.livejournal.com]

Boston Legal, Denny/Alan, "We planned for the zombie apocalypse. In great detail. Of course there was booze involved."

[schizoauthoress.livejournal.com]

DCU, Stephanie Brown/Damian Wayne (when he's of age, please!), i've got to stop sleeping with short guys. they always turn into stage 5 clingers (http://www.textsfromlastnight.com/Text-Replies-16811.html)

[debirlfan.livejournal.com]

Castle, Rick Castle, "I love my penis, it thinks for me sometimes"

'peen=penis' [Dean/Castiel, Gabriel(/Sam impled)]

[krystalicekitsu.livejournal.com]

r u jus gonna ignor any txts involvng my peen 4m now on? b/c thts gonna shut dwn a prtty sizble portion of r convos.


dean, what is a 'peen' and what does this have to do with last nights revelries?

Dean frowns at his phone.

Despite many, many tries, he hasn't been able to teach Castiel much in the way of texting besides 'dont capitalize every word unless you want to look like a douche-nozzle'. Gabriel on the other hand- first time Sam put a phone in his chocolate-covered paws, he'd managed to drunk-text the president, Bobby and some chick in Siberia- stone-cold sober.

This isn't the real reason he's frowning. He's actually frowning because he's not sure Gabriel's text deserves an answer.

He runs his thumb over the keys, tracking the outline of the numbers with his nails before dragging the pad across the buttons again.

Sam comes in while he's contemplating just how Castiel- Angel of the Lord- managed to hone in on a private text conversation.

Sam hands him his pie and a freakishly huge (even for him) double-bacon cheeseburger and joes, which Dean accepts after shooting off a quick 'peen=penis' to Cas.

He's halfway through his response to Gabriel ('it wont cut down anything, if you just keep coments about my brothers sex lift outa this. i dont wana no wat my bro thinks of ur prick, ass and anyway-) when his phone alerts him he has '1 new text(s)'.

dean. why does your conversation with gabriel involve mentions of his penis?

Dean doesn't think Cas will buy the 'Your brother's a dick' line.

Some things you just have to make up in person.

With silk ropes and ball gags.

Maybe a butt-plug or two.

[schizoauthoress.livejournal.com]

Any, Any, I found a vibrator in my car and it's not mine...this is becoming a weird day. (http://www.textsfromlastnight.com/Text-Replies-16798.html)

Re: 'peen=penis' [Dean/Castiel, Gabriel(/Sam impled)]

[zekkass.livejournal.com]

ROFL! XD