Thursday: 100 Words
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It's Thursday! I'm
mahmfic if you have forgotten. Today's lovely theme is 100 Words. The prompt can be whatever you'd like but the fill must be 100 words only.
Rules:
No more than three prompts to a single fandom
No more than five prompts at a time
No spoilers in the prompts and if your fill has spoilers, please warn and and leave at least three spaces
Format:
Fandom, Character, Prompt
Fandom, Character/Character, Prompt
Examples:
Torchwood, Ianto + Tosh, bonding over coffee
Phineas and Ferb, Doofenshmirtz, nothing ever gets him down
If you don't like today's theme, look at the lonely prompts.
Enjoy!
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Rules:
No more than three prompts to a single fandom
No more than five prompts at a time
No spoilers in the prompts and if your fill has spoilers, please warn and and leave at least three spaces
Format:
Fandom, Character, Prompt
Fandom, Character/Character, Prompt
Examples:
Torchwood, Ianto + Tosh, bonding over coffee
Phineas and Ferb, Doofenshmirtz, nothing ever gets him down
If you don't like today's theme, look at the lonely prompts.
Enjoy!
tag=100words
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Date: 2012-06-28 04:56 am (UTC)Longing - Hoyt/Jessica (R)
Date: 2012-06-29 02:01 am (UTC)There are things that Jessica knew she would never miss about being human. Her family, for one, and the fucking rules of society, for another. She had hoped for so many new things, but had never dreamed that she would miss body heat. In Louisiana, heat was never something that anyone wanted, it just was. Now, she recovers from the loss by absorbing Hoyt into herself. She takes what isn’t hers, blood running hot over her tongue, cock pumping fast and hard. He moans and screams and twists, but Jessica just latches on harder, taking all the heat she can.
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Date: 2012-06-28 04:57 am (UTC)Fill
Date: 2012-06-28 09:15 pm (UTC)Sure, Kurt knows cars from his years of helping Burt out in the shop... Specifically, he knows when an engine is kaput, and Rachel's has gone the way of Madge's ability to wear spanx with dignity.
All that's left is for them to walk until they get good cell reception, flag down a ride, and pray they don't get murdered.
And sing about it. Obviously.
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Date: 2012-06-28 04:58 am (UTC)They're not the coffee-n-chat type of friends...
Date: 2012-06-30 12:36 am (UTC)Fury supports all decisions Coulson makes in the field. Some might say he does it blindly. Fury’s not blind, he simply trusts that Coulson made the best decision with the available data. Then Coulson recruited Barton. After a rocky start, Fury decided that Coulson hired him for entertainment value (Fury’s ) and rewarded it was a rare Captain America trading card.
Coulson retaliated with a new bazooka and the freshly recruited agent Maria Hill to stand in the blind spot in his stead.
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Date: 2012-06-28 05:53 am (UTC)"You need to get some sleep," Tony says, his own hand on Steve's shoulder, knowing that his comment will be ignored. "I'll watch him."
Steve shakes his head. He lost Bucky once before and he'll be damned to hell if he's going to risk it happening again.
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Date: 2012-06-28 12:42 pm (UTC)Humans make things so complicated. Life is food, flight and mates. Humans only have to worry about two of those. Sunglasses and Other should just admit they’re mates. But ducks were always more sensible.
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Date: 2012-06-28 12:36 pm (UTC)Tom's not trying to save the world. (Just his family.)
Pope's not trying to burn it. (Just the parts that hurt)
Weaver's not trying to make it a military dictatorship.(He just thinks it'd be better.)
Hal's not in it for revenge. (Except for Ben. And Karen. And Mom.)
Anne's only in it for hope. (Which is in short supply all around.)
All any of them are trying to do is survive, saving the world is a side effect. Whether they're ready to or not. (Although every single one of them lies and says that saving the world comes first.)
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Date: 2012-06-28 02:09 pm (UTC)The second time he awoke, he didn’t recognize his surroundings and panicked until he saw Tasha sitting nearby. Their eyes met and she offered him a smile that apparently held magical qualities. The confusion cleared.
Clint.
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Date: 2012-06-29 09:00 pm (UTC)In the lowest level of the Valiant, the Master keeps a prisoner that is top secret, even to Lucy.
Here is the Master's prize. A woman with curly hair handcuffed to a bed. Her clothes were torn off long ago and lay forgotten in a corner. Her body is bruised and bloody.
He slides ups against her, his erection already prominent, pressing kisses along her throat.
"You know this is pointless," River Song says as she does every night. "He hasn't met me yet."
The Master smiles, cups her cheek. "Yes, and that is what makes this so much sweeter."
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Date: 2012-06-28 07:33 am (UTC)Fill: Character Bleed, PG
Date: 2012-06-28 08:11 pm (UTC)Later, Casey realizes that he should've worried... When he's told that he looks at Chuck like he wants to fuck him... or has.
"I only mention it, John," Seaver says, while Chuck goes pale and Casey pretends to be angry, not embarrassed, "because if this is going to cause a distraction-"
"It won't."
"Also, if you make a habit of sleeping with the men on your-"
"He doesn't." Chuck glares, doing his best John McClane impression yet.
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Date: 2012-06-28 07:33 am (UTC)Fill (PG)
Date: 2012-06-28 02:34 pm (UTC)He's exhausted of telling him every night to shut it off. It's almost as though his video games mean more to him than Eliot, but one night, as he's yelling at him to shut the blasted television off and come to bed, Eliot catches Hardison grinning and idly holding his controller. Only then does Eliot realize this has become a game for him, playing with his cyber toys while he builds Eliot's frustration and suspense. He tackles him right there on the couch, and from then on, simply comes, picks him up, and takes him to bed when he's ready.
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Date: 2012-06-28 07:34 am (UTC)Peter/Neal/El
Date: 2012-06-28 12:49 pm (UTC)It’s not her place to judge. The Burkes are good people, and Neal deserves to be happy.
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Date: 2012-06-28 07:35 am (UTC)Fiona, Sam, PG-13
Date: 2012-06-28 07:22 pm (UTC)"Yeah, Fi. He needs to believe that I have a scantily clad lady servant wearing a bikini in order to sell this."
"Why couldn't I be the one with the servant?"
"The guy's a misogynist. He's not going to talk to you if I'm the one feeding you grapes."
"I'm sure that if I put my Walther in his face, he'll talk to me."
"We can't talk to him if we blow his face off, Fi."
Fiona sighed. "Fine. Eat another grape."
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