Late Friday Free For All and an Early bonus Saturday Free for all

[phantisma.livejournal.com]

I am terribly sorry everyone. Between getting ready to leave on Monday for my first trip to England, and this horrific cold and the meds for said cold, plus running two challenge comms that have major milestones this week, I completely forgot it was my weekend to host.

So, because I've only just now realized it, we're going to make Saturday a free for all too, just to make it up to y'all. This post will serve for both Friday and Saturday.

Come on in and pull up a comment or three. Any fandom, any prompt (mindful that there are no spoilers in the prompt itself), any pairing, any anything!

Remember the rules (no more than 5 posts in a row, 3 per fandom, no spoilers in the prompt, if there are spoilers in the fic, please warn and leave space for people to skip over it) and format your prompts properly (and mind the length of the prompts).

For example:

Leverage, Eliot/author's choice, his was a lonely road, and comfort came at a cost
Hawaii 5-0, Danny/Steve, prick me again and watch me bleed
Criminal Minds/White Collar, Spencer Reid/Neal Caffrey, Derek Morgan, jealousy


Have fun!

Comments

[xenoamorist.livejournal.com]

Supernatural; Gabriel/anyone; Gabriel using really, really cheesy pickup lines (bonus points for puns)—and somehow succeeding

No fill but...

[peaceformizu.livejournal.com]

Yes please! I'd write this but, with pick-up lines I'd make it an epic fail.
This is one of those prompts that needs just add snark.

Not a fill, but...

[murf1307.livejournal.com]

I'm going to write this -- just give me till five tonight.

I'm Gay, Think You Can Convert Me?

[xpnkitty.livejournal.com]

"Come here often?"

Dean looks over to see an archangel leaning against the bar next to him, eyes alight with mirth. "Dude, are you seriously trying to pick me up?" So what if his heart's beating a little fast - Dean's not that cheap a date.

"If I was...?" Gabriel leads him suggestively, and Dean has to turn away, delivering his smirk to the dull wood of the bar before he replies in a deadpan:

"You'd have to do seriously better than that."

"If I told you that you had a gorgeous body, would you hold it against me?"

Dean stifles a laugh in his fist. It's surreal, listening to an angel trying to pick him up like there's not a war between heaven and hell going on, or like they're just two random morons in a bar looking for a piece of ass. "Better." He concedes, tipping the bottle to his lips again, and Dean's unable to not notice how Gabriel's eyes follow the motion.

The angel moves in closer, reaches up and slides his fingers along the neck of Dean's beer bottle, tugging it back down. "I can't help but wonder if your lips taste as good as they look," He suggests seductivly, looking up at Dean through half-lidded eyes.

Dean would be a liar if he said it wasn't affecting him at this point, not now when Gabriel's suddenly turned the charm up to eleven. Instead, "What's a nice girl like you doing in a dirty mind like mine?" Dean can't help but quip back, teasing Gabriel just a bit more.

A small frown quirks the corner of Gabriel's mouth, but his eyes are shining in a way that's totally not boding well for Dean's idea of playing hard to get. "You know what winks and screws like a tiger?"

Dean tries again not to laugh, because he's oficially much too cheered up to want to continue trying to drown his sorrows in alcohol. Fuck the world and all it's problems. Maybe he'll have some fun tonight. "No, what?"

Gabriel winks at him, and Dean nearly chokes on his beer. There's a definite mental image that goes along with it, and the prospect isn't entirely unappealing.

The angel doesn't let up. "My magic powers are telling me you're not wearing any underwear tonight," He suggests, and Dean is about to deny him, knowing that Gabriel will make some crack about 'oh wait, that's in ten minutes', but that's when he realizes that he can definitely feel a cool metal zipper against his junk and Gabriel's smirking like a fiend - an incredibly sexy fiend - as he tugs the corner of Dean's boxers out of his pocket, just enough to let Dean see.

"Are you going to give those back, or am I going to have to take them by force?" Dean asks, already getting up to follow Gabriel out the door.

"Oh, by force. My mass times your acceleration, many times over." That's probably the lamest one all night, but Dean's past caring.

"Did it hurt?" He calls after Gabriel, fishing the keys out of his pocket as he hurries to join the angel by the Impala.

Gabriel turns around, looking confused. "Huh?"

"When you fell from heaven?" Dean finishes with a smirk, sliding into the drivers seat and hitting speed dial to let Sam know to clear his ass out of the motel room.

Gabriel just groans from the pasenger's seat, letting his head flop back in an overly dramatic way. "Oooh, bad taste Dean."

He smiles though, letting Dean know that he's not serious, and a second later they're kissing - so obviously, it can't taste all that bad.

Re: I'm Gay, Think You Can Convert Me?

[xenoamorist.livejournal.com]

Oh man, I was laughing through this whole thing. Especially Dean's "Did it hurt?" pickup line and Gabriel's response to that. ♥ Thanks for the fill!

Re: I'm Gay, Think You Can Convert Me?

[xpnkitty.livejournal.com]

Oooh yay! Glad you liked it!

I was looking through a few lists of cheesy pickup lines, and there were so many about angels and heaven I just had to put one in ;)