ext_24182 ([identity profile] badfalcon.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] comment_fic2012-04-12 08:22 am

Thursday: Kink

Welcome to Thursday. I'm still [livejournal.com profile] badfalcon - and thank you to [livejournal.com profile] cyphersushi for stepping in yesterday when I discovered on my lunchbreak that work have blocked LJ *cries*

Today we're going for a personal favourite of mine: kink.
Whether our characters are into a little bondage, a little spanking, full on S&M, maybe we have a foot fetish or indulge in pony play... today is the day for playing with the kinkier side of things

While we want to have fun we have to remember the rules:
No more than five prompts in a row.
No more than three prompts from one fandom at a time.
No spoilers in your prompt until at least one week after the original airing/publication date. If there are spoilers in your fic, warn in bold and leave at least three spaces

To make it easier on our code monkies remember the following format:
fandom(s), character or pairing, prompt

Here a Few Examples:
Once Upon A Time, Regina/Emma, a few simple rules
NCIS LA/Criminal Minds, Nell/Garcia, cybersex

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[identity profile] garnet-words.livejournal.com 2012-04-13 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Doctor Who, Ten/Martha


She walks through the door and slumps on the couch.

"Guess what I worked out today?" the Doctor says in greeting, holding up the in-progress timey-wimey detector. And then, he's off.

And it's not as if she's not curious. She is a scientist, after all. It would help, though, if she knew what even most of the words meant or had any context for them.

The one thing she can do, right now, is listen to his voice. Granted, there are times she gets sick of it, especially when it seems he's talking just to hear himself talk. But there's something about him rambling on, complicated scientific terms and concepts tripping easily off his tongue…

"Martha?" the Doctor asks, breaking through the haze.

"Go on," she says hurriedly. "I'm listening."

He gives her a look that's part, 'Oh, really?' and part 'I see you over there.' Bastard.

"Well, if you're finished, nip down to the shop and grab us some milk, would you? I forgot," she says. Okay, so it was less forgot and more too tired to care, but in either case, they're still out.

"The things I do for you," he says wearily, then winks at her and walks out the door.

Two minutes for him to walk to the store. Two minutes back. Less if he feels like running, obviously. Add in any potential distractions by shiny objects he finds along the way, and…

Math is clearly overrated, she decides, and runs to the bedroom, locking the door behind her.

[identity profile] classics-lover.livejournal.com 2012-04-14 07:07 pm (UTC)(link)
I love this, it's so very much what we all love about Ten ;-)