Pinch hit Monday!

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I've gotten no word from the intended host for today so this is a barebones pitch hit from yours truly! Today's theme is Fluff! Give your readers caveties with the sweetness of your writing!

You know the rules I hope. Do remember to behave :)

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[samueljames]

Sirens, Ash/Stuart, first date.

Sirens, Ashley Greenwick / Stuart Bayldon, First Date (1/2)

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(This got away from me a bit!)

Ashley and Stuart have been fucking for months. Nevermind how it came about. They don’t talk about it. In fact, they don’t talk about this thing between them at all. They fuck, and it’s simple, and talking is not a part of it. You could even say that not-talking is a very big part of it.

Except Stuart Bayldon is possibly the world’s worst not-talker that has ever existed, and at two a.m. they’re lying in Ashley’s bed, post-fuck, and while Ashley lazily smokes an irritatingly cliche cigarette, Stuart tells the ceiling, “We’ve got to talk about this sometime.”

“We don’t, though,” replies Ashley, very calm and matter-of-fact, and Stuart rolls over to glare at him. “Fine. If it’s killing you, you talk.”

So Stuart talks, and Ashley smokes, and Stuart climbs out of bed to pace and Ashley’s out of cigarettes, which means he’s out of something quite cool to hide behind, so he winds up talking as well, much to his annoyance and Stu’s visual relief.

“Feelings, then,” Stu sighs like it’s terminal. “What do we do about that?”

“Think you’ll find people in our situation go on dates.”

“Mate, we go out loads. We went out tonight with Rachid.”

“Unless Rachid is a part of this whole ‘feelings’ thing you’ve unloaded here, you’re gonna want to take me out proper, you cheap prick. Food and flowers. Now that there’s feelings, this cock ain’t free.”

“Twat,” Stuart says, but they get dressed again in clothes that smell like the bar where they left Rachid pulling a veterinarian's assistant in a leather miniskirt. He buys Ash a trashy kebab and they sit in the unflattering fluorescent light and plastic seats, not-talking for some time while Ashley digs in with a well-fucked starvation. “Seriously rethinking this whole thing,” Stuart tells him, blatantly stealing a chip. “Get some fucking manners. You’re putting me off my food.”

“My food,” Ashley says, not giving a shit and tucking in to prove it.

“I bought it. It’s a date, remember? Technically speaking, that’s my property you’re inhaling.” He eats the chip anyway and nods. “Right. Feelings cancelled. Your own disgusting fault I don’t love you anymore. Maybe if you chewed instead of -- what?” Ashley actually has stopped chewing and is giving Stuart a serious case of panic-eyes over his kebab. “What? Oh. Shit.” Ashley nods, and swallows without finishing chewing, which would be a point in Stu’s favor if he wasn’t rapidly descending into a patented Stu pit of despair and if Ashley wasn’t half-choking on mystery meat. “Shit. Didn’t even get to buy you those flowers before fucking this one up, huh?”

“You fuckwit,” Ashley agrees, rasping and half-winded. He gets up abruptly, but rather than storming off into the night, comes around to Stuart’s side of the booth and shoves him over, drags his kebab basket to their side, and then gives Stuart a very pointed cigarrete-garlic-cumin kiss.

“You’re crap at running away,” Stuart tells him, uncertain but not uncertain enough to not take another chip.

“Between us two, you’re even more a runner. Hence the trap.” Ash steals the chip back and gestures to himself before popping it into his mouth.

“Yeah, well. I might’ve already done. Run away for a while.”

[samueljames]

Primeval, Lester/Connor, taking care of Sid & Nancy.

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HIMYM, Barney/Ted, babysitting Barney's nephew Eli.

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Moonlight, Mick/Josef, Josef is especially nice in an attempt to cheer Mick up.

[samueljames]

Firefly, Simon/Mal, celebrating their two year anniversary.

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Stargate SG-1/Atlantis, Cameron Mitchell/John Sheppard, One of them is battered and bruised.

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Supernatural, Dean/Castiel, "I forgive you."

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Supernatural, Nick/Sam, cuddling on the couch while watching a movie

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Dylan Dog/Chuck, Dylan/Bryce + Chuck/Marcus, partnership

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Wicked, Glinda/Elphaba, shopping

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Alphas, team, Bill and his wife Jeannie finally have a baby. The Alphas team is invited over to see the newest arrival.

[nevcolleil.livejournal.com]

Dylan Dog/Chuck, Dylan/Chuck, finding love again

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Criminal Minds/Supernatural, Spencer/Sam, Sam makes Spencer feel treasured

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CM: Suspect Behavior, Mick/Prophet, lazy afternoon

[hawk-dancing.livejournal.com]

SPOILERS for Leverage The Queen's Gambit Job!
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Leverage, Eliot/Sterling, you could have told me

You Could Have Told Me, Eliot/Sterling, G

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Pure, unadulterated fluff (with a side-helping of angst!). Hope it's okay :)

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"You could have told me."

After three months of searching, dozens of dead-end trails, no signs, no clues, the first words that came out of Eliot's mouth were far from the ones he had intended.

Jim shook his head. They sat across from each other outside a small café in the middle of Milan. Eliot had told the team he needed a couple of weeks for personal reasons, and after the near-disaster in Idaho that had left him with a broken wrist and another scar on his chest, they were okay with him leaving. Well, not okay exactly, but they'd accepted his reasoning.

He'd managed to track Sterling and his daughter to Milan, but anything more than that needed to be done in person. Using one of his fake IDs, he boarded the first flight out of Portland and started the complicated part of the search.

Leading him here.

"I couldn't tell anyone," Jim said finally. "Not until I knew she was safe."

Eliot clenched his fists. "I'd have helped you."

"I know."

And that was it. Right there. The reason why Jim had lied to him and drugged him and torn apart that small piece of Eliot's heart that he owned.

"They'd have never forgiven you." Jim was used to being despised by Nate – it had become so commonplace that he would have felt naked without it – but he wasn't willing to let Eliot lose the only family he had.

Eliot breathed deeply, finally allowing some of the anger that had been consuming him to quell. "Is she safe now?"

"As safe as any of us are."

"Good." Eliot leaned across the table, his hand sliding over Jim's. His voice had altered from the growl that Jim heard all too often, into a softer tone that only happened when Eliot was calm. "Tell me about her," he said, smiling. "Please."

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Supernatural, Sam/Lucifer, it's the simple things that show him Lucifer has changed

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Criminal Minds/Chuck, Reid/Chuck, they're there for each through the tough times caused by both their jobs

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Harry Potter, Albus Serverus/Scorpius, meet cute

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X-men: First Class, Charles/Erik, first kiss

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Supernatural, Gabriel/Balthazar, Gabriel flies over the ocean with Balthazar on his back

[zekkass.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, any, AU wherein their vessels are birds

[zekkass.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Crowley/Castiel, walking the dogs

[zekkass.livejournal.com]

Any, any, as a last ditch defense to stay alive, they've turned themselves into an adorable, helpless kitten

Save Yourself, Kitten!Gabriel + Lucifer & Michael, G, Fluffy crack!fic

[synnerxx.livejournal.com]

Idek, okay? XD

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When Michael and Lucifer land in front of him, anger in their eyes, Gabriel does the only thing he can think of to save himself.

He snaps and turns himself into a tiny kitten.

"What is that?" Michael stares down at the kitten.

"It's a kitten." Lucifer replies.

"I know it's a kitten! I want to know why Gabriel turned himself into one!" Michael snaps back.

"Because he's Gabriel." Lucifer shrugs, bending to pet the kitten. He always did like cats.

Michael snorts in disgust as Lucifer picks up Gabriel. "This is a new low, even for him."

"At least his looks have improved." Lucifer comments, earning himself a hiss from Gabriel.

Gabriel turns bright amber eyes on Michael and mews questioningly at him. Michael sneers at him.

"Come on, Michael. He's a kitten. He can't do much of anything right now until he decides to go back to his proper vessel." Lucifer holds the tiny creature that is their brother out to him.

"You don't expect me to like him like this, do you? I barely tolerate him in his normal form." Michael says, drawing away from Lucifer and Gabriel.

Gabriel mews again, staring up at Michael with huge eyes. Michael is pretty sure Gabriel can't see into his Grace in this form, but he can't shake the feeling that he is anyway.

"Fine. Hand him here." Michael reaches out to take the kitten from Lucifer.

He's rewarded with Gabriel digging his claws into his palm before settling in his arms, purring contentedly.

Maybe Gabriel-as-a-kitten isn't any worse than Gabriel-as-an-Archangel. At least this way he's quiet.

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Angel Sanctuary, Metatron + Sevothtarte, lullabies

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Heroes, Tracy and Jaremy, a quiet day on the beach