Wednesday's Women
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Today's prompts are all about the women! Daughters, sisters, mothers, lovers, pals, etc. etc. Time to pay tribute to those kickass ladies! (And trust me, slashers, you[we] can find a way to get in our pairings into prompts with the ladies, too.)
Now let's hit it!
A reminder of the rules:
+ No more than three prompts per fandom
+ No more than five prompts in a row
+ If one or more of your prompts is filled, you can then prompt again
+ No spoilers within prompts until a week after the airdate/release
+ Warn for spoilers in bold and leave at least three spaces before the text
Also, for the sake of our amazing coders, please remember to use the proper format for prompts.
Examples:
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tag="women"
Today's prompts are all about the women! Daughters, sisters, mothers, lovers, pals, etc. etc. Time to pay tribute to those kickass ladies! (And trust me, slashers, you[we] can find a way to get in our pairings into prompts with the ladies, too.)
Now let's hit it!
A reminder of the rules:
+ No more than three prompts per fandom
+ No more than five prompts in a row
+ If one or more of your prompts is filled, you can then prompt again
+ No spoilers within prompts until a week after the airdate/release
+ Warn for spoilers in bold and leave at least three spaces before the text
Also, for the sake of our amazing coders, please remember to use the proper format for prompts.
Examples:
For a single fandom:
- Star Wars, Leia, You don't cross her
- JAG, Harriet & Mac, Cold feet
For multiple fandoms / crossovers:
Criminal Minds/NCIS, Emily Prentiss/Abby Scuito, The only one who knows about them is Garcia
Nothing here strike your fancy? Take a look at the archive of Lonely Prompts.
tag="women"
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Date: 2010-09-01 05:41 am (UTC)And Jo Is, Too
Date: 2010-09-02 05:32 am (UTC)Meg arches an eyebrow.
“That’s what they call me,” she drawls. “And you would be Jo Harvelle. My, my. You’ve certainly grown up since the last time I saw you.”
“And you’ve gotten a new body since the last time I saw you,” Jo responds coolly. “What happened? Sam’s didn’t work out so well for you?”
“Oh, so you do remember me after all!” exclaims Meg, smirking in mock excitement.
“How could I forget?” Jo says, strolling forward.
Meg narrows her eyes at Jo’s advance, but before she can say or do anything, Jo has snaked her arm around Meg’s waist, pulled her close, and smashed their mouths together.
Meg pulls away for a moment to say, “You’ve got some nerve, kid,” before bringing their mouths back together.
Their teeth clash violently, and Meg slips her tongue between Jo’s parted lips.
It’s Jo who pulls away the second time, a moment later.
“You have no idea.”
But instead of leaning back in, she just moves her hand from Meg’s waist, slowly gliding it lower and lower until finally she slips it past the waistband of Meg’s jeans. Then she slides her fingers underneath the lacy elastic of the lingerie Meg is wearing, and Meg lets a small moan escape from the back of her throat.
With her other hand, Jo pulls what used to be Ruby’s knife out of her back pocket.
She presses the cold blade against Meg’s neck, running it along her skin just barely deep enough to draw blood. When Meg realizes what’s happening, her expression turns furious. She blinks and her dilated pupils become completely black.
“You little...”
Jo ignores whatever names Meg calls her and presses her lips to Meg’s ear.
“I salted all the doors and windows, too, so don’t even think about it,” she says, her voice low and dangerous. Then she uses the knife to flick a long, dark strand of hair out of Meg’s flushed face and adds, “Payback’s a bitch, huh?”
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Date: 2010-09-01 05:44 am (UTC)Happy Freakin' Birthday
Date: 2010-10-31 08:54 pm (UTC)“We don’t have birthdays,” she said, glancing at him before letting her eyes settle back onto the lump. It looked innocent enough. She was at least positive it wasn’t ticking.
“Well, I picked today to be your birthday,” he said, grin widening alarmingly, charmingly. “You can pick mine, if you want.”
Max pursed her lips, unsure whether she should acknowledge the fact that they had a strange surrogant family vibe going at the moment or just open the damned lump before it drove her crazy. Finally, she just reached for the package, shredding the paper quickly. Then she stared.
“Hooters,” she read faintly.
“Pre Pulse restaurant,” he said, giddy. “I figure, with you endorsing them, they might make a comeback.”
So maybe they weren’t quite past the point where they tried to literally kill one another because she moved to throttle him and he darted away. But at least this time he was laughing. And, eventually, she was laughing, too. Happy freakin’ birthday, Max Guevara.
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Date: 2010-09-01 05:47 am (UTC)You totally wanted crack fic, right? Right?!?
Date: 2010-09-01 09:25 am (UTC)“Dude,“ he blurts, averting his eyes when he sees the tableau in front of him. “That’s— Even for you—“. He shakes his head, bitch face displaying irritation and disgust in equal measures. “You called me so I could watch you getting it on with a rubber doll? Seriously?“
“That’s not a fucking rubber doll!“
“Sure looks like one. And man, get some clothes. I really don’t need to see... this.“ Sam waves his hand in the general direction of his brother’s crotch and pointedly looks the other way.
Too shocked to give a smart retort or maybe shake the remains of his former erection a little bit to rile his prude of a brother up, Dean shouts “It’s a girl! Or was, 5 minutes ago but when I wanted to stick it in her, she just—And then—this!“
Sam quirks a brow. “You wann tell me this is the waitress you’ve been hitting on the whole night? You sure?“
“No Sam, I’m not because I’m not fucking able to tell a living, breathing, talking human being from a fucking piece of painted rubber. Of course I’m fucking sure, dumbshit!“
Lifting his hands in what he hopes is a placating manner, Sam slowly approaches Dean, who’s kneeling on the bed, still naked, flushed with anger and joggling the sex doll (again), it’s acrylic blond hair swaying stiffly.
“OK,“ Sam says, drawing out the „o“, picks Dean’s jeans from the floor and places it carefully next to his brother on the bed, avoiding sudden movements as if dealing with a frightened, dangerous animal. “Now, breath. In... and out. In...“ Sam demonstrates it, hand on his abdomen, “and out“.
This time, it’s on Dean to raise an eyebrow at Sam. It helps. His big brother mode kicks in and Dean calms down, jumping off the bed and putting his jeans on.
“OK, geek, fire up your laptop and do some fucking research. One more day as King Midas of rubber doll land and I’ll lose my will to live. Besides Julie here and me still have some unfinished business I plan to get done with as soon as her pussy says “fuck me please, Dean“ again and not “Made in Taiwan“.
°°°
Meanwhile, upstairs...
Being chief angel has it’s perks. Using his regained mojo to prevent Dean Winchester from whoring around may not be the kind of thing his father had imagined but then again, if He hadn’t vanished and left it to Castiel to clean up His mess, the angel would be on earth now – with his lover – instead of rearranging heaven, wouldn’t he?
Castiel nods to himself. Yeah, totally justified.
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