Special Free For All!
Jan. 1st, 2011 10:29 amHAPPY NEW YEAR!~
I hope everyone is having a great start to the new year. In order to celebrate the turnover into 2011 we are going to have a free for all!
Go nuts. :)
I hope everyone is having a great start to the new year. In order to celebrate the turnover into 2011 we are going to have a free for all!
Go nuts. :)
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Date: 2011-01-01 03:32 pm (UTC)Filled
Date: 2016-03-21 03:10 pm (UTC)He hides the ring under the sink behind bottles of Windex and Drano that may be older than he is, he still hasn't done a proper clear-out since his father died. He thinks about doing the whole public proposal, at The Gull most likely, but he doesn't want everybody watching even though Duke had offered to comp them a bottle of champagne when Nathan broached the idea. He could take her for a walk, back to the spot where they met or maybe just at home. He could cook dinner for them, all Audrey's favorites and ask at the end of a nice relaxed meal. At home sounds best, no watching eyes or Audrey saying yes just because everyone is watching. Nathan shakes his head, she wouldn't do that. She'll say yes because she loves him, he's certain that he is loved and getting to be married to Audrey would be amazing.
Nathan's plans go out the window on a Thursday morning when Audrey is shot at during a robbery, no Trouble just a straight up robbery. He sits by her bed, waiting for her to wake up and is relieved when she opens her eyes a few hours later.
"Hey, what happened?"
"Cal McCourt happened, he and two of his buddies. We got them. How do you feel?"
"Tired, no pain yet. Must be giving me the good stuff."
Nathan takes her hand in his. "Worried me there for a while, Parker. Thought I might have to recruit again and you're pretty unique."
Audrey snorts. "Worried myself too, I remember hearing the siren and there were lights and lots of voices. I was so tired, wanted them to be quiet. Guess I was in and out of it. I love you, Nathan, and today that could have been it."
"We're okay. You'll be fine. I should tell someone you're awake. They'll want to check on you."
Audrey squeezes his hand. "In a minute. This town is messed up and sometimes it feels like it's trying to kill us but I'm glad to have you fighting by my side. I mean Duke and Dwight and the whole team really but you most of all. I want whatever version of happy ever after we're allowed. Think you could get used to calling me Wuornos instead of Parker?"
Nathan grins widely. "Yes. I could definitely adjust to that."
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Date: 2011-01-01 08:54 pm (UTC)"Except I asked you first."
"Well it's not your maturity" says Sam with a smile.
"So Sam, answer the question."
Sam sighs but sees that Kurt is serious. "I love that you didn't push things when we didn't do the duet. I love that you don't hide even when it would make your life easier. I love your sarcasm, the way you listen to me. I like that you watched Star Trek with me and only made three complaints."
Kurt smiles and Sam feels like he's passed some kind of boyfriend test until the smile disappears again. He takes Sam's hand. "I don't hide because I never stood a chance. Before I even knew what being gay was I was singled out as different. I hated it but if things were different I'd hope I'd be brave enough to be out."
"Believe me Kurt, you're brave. Bitchy and high-maintenance but brave." Kurt squeezes Sam's hand and then leans forward to kiss him. His eyes close of their own accord and Sam drops his hand so he can put his arms around Kurt and pull him forward. They kiss for a few minutes and settle on the bed facing each other. Sam keeps his hand on Kurt's hip. "I'm here for the long run, just so you know. I can't explain exactly why I love you but I'm certain that I do. Okay?"
Kurt nods, "I love you too you know."
"Is it my dashing good looks?"
"That and your modesty."
Sam grins, "it's one of my best qualities."
Happy New Year to All!!
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Date: 2011-01-01 03:37 pm (UTC)A Way To Relax
Date: 2011-01-02 02:14 pm (UTC)---
"… technically bath consume more water to fill the whole bathtub, than what you consume when you shower." Reid explained.
Morgan had been sitting smiling. What ever you said or took up Reid came with a long exposition. He could stop him, but he let him talk because he loved him. It was just Reid.
When they guy seemed to stop for a moment to take a breath Morgan came with his input.
"A bath is nicer to take together than a shower."
Reid stroke Morgan over his tights.
"It's nice, but we always seemed to wet the floor more."
Morgan leaned in closer and kissed Reid on his neck, and making the water move and showed that Reid had right.
"Yeah, but I don't mind to dry it up. Being here in the tub with you is one of the best relaxing things I knew."
"I like it too."
They continue to kiss and finish their bath.
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Date: 2011-01-01 03:38 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-01-01 03:47 pm (UTC)"It wasn't my fault this time," Gabriel said.
Sam narrowed his eyes.
"Okay," Gabriel admitted, "maybe it was, but the guy totally deserved it."
Sam gave a resigned sigh and said, "Sometimes, I don't know why I even put up with you."
"Because you love me," Gabriel said with a grin.
half-amused and half-exasperated, Sam shook his head, but they both knew the Archangel wasn't wrong.
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Date: 2011-01-01 03:38 pm (UTC)1 sentence fill
Date: 2015-11-14 08:48 pm (UTC)Father gifted his favorite creation with free will; surely, then, He felt pleased, somewhere inside, at when Sammael looked from those favored to his siblings in Heaven and asked, "Why?"
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Date: 2011-01-01 03:41 pm (UTC)Tyler/Aaron
Date: 2011-05-28 10:55 pm (UTC)“How nice of you to join us, Mr. Simms.” Their teacher snarked. Tyler mumbled an apology and took the first available seat, far away from the leering Reid and the equally smirking Pogue and Caleb.
While the teacher drones on and Tyler tries to hide himself in his books, Pogue nudges Caleb in the ribs and points to Tyler.
“What?” Caleb mouths at him. Pogue grins and tips against his own neck and when Caleb looks at Tyler again he sees it: a bite mark on the right side of Tyler’s neck, not just a hickey but a full blown bite mark just above Tyler’s carefully starched collar.
“New girl?” Caleb asks silently. Pogue shrugs but he shares a grin with Reid who sits on the other side of the theatre and nods.
Caleb feels sympathy for Tyler who is going to be grilled after class.
“So, baby boy, you’re dating a vampire now?” Reid asks, laying an arm around Tyler’s shoulders.
“What?” Tyler asks back but he blushes furiously and one of his hands flies to his neck.
“A bit further up.” Pogue teases him, pointing at the place at his own neck.
“So, what’s her name?” Caleb joins in but Reid rolls his eyes. “No, the most important question is: was it good?”
Tyler mumbles something and blushes even more. Pogue laughs. “That good, huh?”
“None of your business.” Tyler says, avoiding any of their eyes.
“And her name.” Reid asks.
“None of your business either.” He slipped out under Reid’s arm. “I need to go to my next class.”
Tyler actually managed to avoid them for the rest of the day until they had swimming practice in the evening. He came in late as well, long after everyone else had already changed and started the practice without him. Caleb supposed that Tyler had done it to avoid attention but when he came in their trainer called him out for his tardiness, which had the reverse effect that Tyler had hoped for.
The reaction was a concert of laughter, cat calls and wolf whistles plus Tyler looking like he wanted the ground to swallow him. That that didn’t happen said quite a lot about Tyler’s resolve not to get addicted to using.
It wasn’t just the one bite mark on his neck; his whole body was covered in them, from the calves to his neck.
“That’s not a new girl.” Caleb murmured to Pogue.
“No, “He agreed, “that’s an established and very kinky relationship.”
Reid was still staring open-mouthed at Tyler. He was obviously in shock.
“Mr. Simms,” the trainer yelled through the turmoil. “300m butterfly. Now!” Tyler was in the water so fast that Caleb would have sworn he was using his powers.
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Date: 2011-01-01 03:42 pm (UTC)Crossover with Gormenghast
Date: 2011-01-02 12:53 am (UTC)He hauled back the panel and reached in, putting his hand right on something soft which let out a startled gasp and tried to pull away. But Mal was a mite quicker and grabbed the intruder, hauling him out onto to the decking.
The stowaway was a kid, no more than seventeen, clad in what had been a fine silk suit, but which had seen some traveling. His bewildered violet eyes blinked in the glare of the lights hanging overhead, but he stood up, brushing himself off.
"Pardon me, sir, I did not mean to intrude and I hope I did not create cause for concern --" the youngster started to say, in a mild voice.
"Stop right there, kid," Mal broke in. "Y' mind tellin' me what yer doin' on my gorram ship?"
"I suppose one could say that I am a young adventurer wishing to see more of the world," the youngster replied. "I am Titus Groan, seventy-seventh earl of Gormenghast."
"Gormen-whut? never heard of the place," Mal said, narrowing his eyes at the kid. He seemed all right, a bit heavy on using high falutin' phraseology -- even more than Simon -- but he looked the very definition of a tenderfoot.
"I suppose that you haven't: no one seems to have heard of it who hasn't lived there and it is the kind of place that has forgotten that there is a world outside of it," the kid replied.
"All right, then maybe I'd better see that y' get back there where y' belong," Mal replied, reaching for the commlink in his pocket and keying it to the bridge. "Wash, looks like we got extra baggage: turn us aroun' so we can drop it off."
"No please, sir, I can't go back there, I've only recently departed it and I would rather be left in the cold of the sky than return to that place," the kid pleaded. "I've only recently won my freedom to follow my own path, rather than remain burdened with the weight of my title."
That word 'freedom' stopped Mal from suggesting that spacing the kid wasn't a bad idea, either. "All right. Y' stay on board till we make landfall on th' next rock. Y' keep t' th' passenger quarters an' y' don't innerfere with how I run my boat. But when we hit th' next rock, yer on yer own there."
The kid bowed his head. "These are reasonable terms which I shall not fail to keep. But who, might I ask, is offering them?"
"Mal Reynolds, if it pleases yer earliness," Mal said, keying on the commlink. "Wash, keep on course: it's just a kid tryin' t' make hisself a new life."
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Date: 2011-01-01 03:44 pm (UTC)(your choice if they're in the timelab with Michelle or on Watchtower/elsewhere with other heroes. and this is future Ted which means he can't stay but he does mean that Ted will be back)
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Date: 2011-01-01 03:45 pm (UTC)Happy New Year!
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Date: 2011-01-01 03:47 pm (UTC)Filled.
Date: 2011-01-01 09:46 pm (UTC)It makes sense, they wouldn't want to sullly the Robin image with his disgusting acts but they would always know and it would haunt the Robin name. He'd be a spook to scare the good little Robins into behaving.
If you kill you'll end up like Jason Todd. Vicious, mad, little boy that he was. Pariah'd like the rabid dog he resembled.
He almost smiles at that.
It fades as he silently stalks from window to window of the public rooms of Wayne manor. He knows Bruce knows he's here, so he must be holding his sweet little boys and girls in check.
His pictures are all gone. Every single picture that had him, from portraits to family vacations, all of them are missing.
He's being erased.
Jason feels the tears form but he honestly couldn't tell you if it was from pain or rage.
He climbs the wall and unexpectedly finds that Bruce's bedroom window is open.
Hope is crushed as he takes in Bruce's bedside table. They stare up at him accusingly, all of them. Even the ones who have been gone for years.
But not him. He's been forgotten.
Jason smashes the picture frames and launches himself out the window.
He has no place anymore. He's no one, he doesn't exist so it doesn't matter what he does.
Criminals start turning up dead around Gotham, a note saying "I'm still here." and bearing the symbols of Batman and Robin pinned to their chests, sometimes through the flesh.
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