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If anyone out there can actually see this post, I'm tossing up a free-for-all to make up for LJ's FUBAR these past couple days.
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Date: 2013-05-17 03:17 am (UTC)

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From: [identity profile] katleept.livejournal.com - Date: 2013-05-17 11:31 am (UTC) - Expand

Date: 2013-05-17 03:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] foxstarreh.livejournal.com
BtVS/Ats, Buffy/Angel, Where it starts it ends
Love like a sunset
Edited Date: 2013-05-17 03:19 am (UTC)

Date: 2013-05-17 03:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] enmuse.livejournal.com
The Cat Lady (thecatlady.co.uk) (videogame), Mitzi & Liz & Susan, We can be heroes

Date: 2013-05-17 03:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] enmuse.livejournal.com
Marvel (any), Steve/Tony, Twitter

MCU, Steve/Tony, PG - Multi-tasking

Date: 2013-05-17 06:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jaune-chat.livejournal.com
Tony Stark loved social media. A lot. He also loved speed. A lot. Twitter was basically made for him.

It also may have been made by him. Steve was never quite sure about half of Tony's rampant patter and jargon when he decided to get wound up and going, but at one point he was almost certain he heard Tony say he'd invented Twitter.

It was certain believable.

Particularly when Steve checked his Twitter feed (yes, he had one, it was like getting little personal telegrams, which he actually found rather nice) and found Tony had been Tweeting during battle.

TonyStarkIAmIronMan @Hawkeye 12:31 March 13
Your left, Birdbrain.

TonyStarkIAmIronMan @Hawkeye 12:32 March 13
Your OTHER left!

TonyStarkIAmIronMan @TonyStarkIAmIronMan 12:32 March 13
Blew up the Doombot myself. I rule!

Hawkeye @TonyStarkIAmIronMan 12:33 March 13
I had it!

TonyStarkIAmIronMan @Hawkeye 12:33 March 13
Suuuuure.

TonyStarkIAmIronMan @CityOfNewYork 12:35 March 13
Doombots are off Broadway, New York. Please mind the robot debris - they're pointy.

Hawkeye @TonyStarkIAmIronMan 12:37 March 13
Cap is going to kick your shiny metal ass when he sees this.


--

"When I saw all those ads about how it was dangerous to text and drive, I'm pretty sure it means it's also very dangerous to text and fly," Steve said, blocking the end of Tony's disassembly ramp.

Tony paused for a second as the last bit of armor came off, and grinned suddenly.

"So, Captain America is one of my followers? I'm so Tweeting that. JARVIS, if you please."

"Tweeted, sir."

Steve's lips twitched as he tried to hold back a smile.

"You have your AI Tweet for you?"

"I fly safe," Tony said, taking the extra step to close the gap between them with a brief kiss that held a lot of heated promise. "All things considered."

Steve responded in kind, his hands roaming down Tony's back before pausing.

"Tell me you're not going to Tweet this."

"JARVIS, tell my faithful minions I'm taking a well-deserved break and then let the feed go dark for the night."

"Of course, sir."

Tony leaned into Steve's hands and tilted his head up for another kiss. Even ten thousand characters couldn't possibly encompass what Steve wanted to say as he kissed Tony back.

Date: 2013-05-17 03:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] enmuse.livejournal.com
MCU, Tony &or/ Steve, An inelegant but workable solution

Date: 2013-05-17 03:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] evil-little-dog.livejournal.com
Iron Man (Movies), Tony/Pepper, Tony doesn't do horse races; so why's he at the Kentucky Derby?

Date: 2013-05-17 03:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wildlinggirl.livejournal.com
Supernatural, Naomi (+/any), "I'm sorry."

Date: 2013-05-17 03:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wildlinggirl.livejournal.com
Pretty Little Liars, Mona, the only thing she didn't do at Radley was scream.

Date: 2013-05-17 03:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] evil-little-dog.livejournal.com
Any fandom with dogs, Any, "If dogs don't go to heaven, when I die I want to go wherever they went."

Date: 2013-05-17 03:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wildlinggirl.livejournal.com
Any, any, "really? That turns you on?"
From: [identity profile] hanorganaas.livejournal.com
Warning: Crack Pure Crack

It was enough that Elizabeth didn't hear the end from everyone for getting into bed (literally) with what used to be their mortal enemy. But she had to deal with trying to teach Acastus the ways of the "Earth Culture". Since the Genii culture was vastly different from their own. He had naturally had a lot of questions, like "why was Colonel Sheppard hitting around a tiny white ball for fun?" and "why did Doctor McKay spend his time moving tiny figures with that funny speaking man?"

For the most part....no one wanted to answer his questions, it almost made her sad that only a few people like Teyla overlooked, his misdeeds towards them like she did. Never the less she tried to be patient and answer each question in a slow and patient manner.

One evening she walked into the room she now shared with him. He was sitting on the bed looking with a raised eyebrow at something in his hands.

"What are you-" She suddenly stopped dead in her tracks when she realized what he was holding. Her face turned bright red...she knew what they were. When she and John dated....briefly....he brought her a pair of pink fuzzy handcuffs to use on him since he knew that was what he . Of course she thought she threw them out....but as evidence pointed she didn't...

"What are these?" Acastus asked quizzically as he brought the cuffs to his eye level to examine them some more, "they look like restraints."

"They are restraints," Elizabeth said biting her lip. She was rather embarrassed by the situation and hoped he quickly changed the conversation.

"Do people in your planet always keep....Restraints in your private quarters....and why are they bright and furry? Is it to enhance these restraints as a torture device?" Of course he would think that....considering he was trained to torture human beings as a soldier. "It seems pretty counteractive considering these things look....comfortable....don't you think Elizabeth."

She couldn't lie she had to tell him the truth eventually.

"Well they are not used for torture...." She said keeping herself calm and composed. "On Earth....people....find rather strange ways to find sexual gratification....to turn them on so to speak. Some people find sexual gratification....by...tying up people...or...getting...tied up."

He placed the handcuffs right down next to his side. He gave a smirk.

"Interesting...so are you...turned on by the tying....or being tied up?"

"Neither...maybe we should-"

"Don't lie to me.." His eyes narrowed in that same gaze that often sent shockwaves down her spine and stopping straight at her sex. She was tempted now...tempted to use those cuffs on him...if he kept it up.

"I do like...tying up men....occasionally."

He made a hum of intrigue and placed his fingers against his chin and tapped them thoughtfully. Why was he so damn interested in this?

"Would you use these....on me?"

Her teeth now bit her lip so hard she now believed it was digging into the skin. It was true he wasn't the most handsome of men but the thought of him...naked handcuffed to that bed....just...

"No..." She lied again, "why don't we-"

He sprung up from the bed and started to walk out the door. She could read him like a book. He was now using his famous emotional torture on her...to gauge a reaction outta her. No she even if did...love him....she wasn't going to let him-

"You know if you are not going to tell me the truth....I could find another woman to...satisfy my needs...perhaps...Miss Emmagan?"

Date: 2013-05-17 03:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] yorkshirewench.livejournal.com
Scott & Bailey, Janet/Rob, peachy cheeks

Date: 2013-05-17 04:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 3am-moonlight.livejournal.com
Any, any/any, anywhere with you.
From: [identity profile] evil-little-dog.livejournal.com
Anyplace

"We could go anywhere in the world," Buffy said, her eyes lighting up at the idea.

"Anywhere?" Angel offered her a spoonful of ice cream. She licked the gooey chocolate treat off and the sight of her tongue lapping made Angel's body react. He shivered in anticipation.

"Anywhere," Buffy purred. The languid, liquid slope of her body suddenly electrified as she sat up, lacing her fingers around the back of Angel's neck. "We could go to Ireland!"

"Ireland?"

"You wouldn't want to go home?"

Angel considered it for a few seconds. "Maybe," he said. "Maybe I just want to be with you for a while."

"You think about it." With that pronouncement, Buffy tucked herself against his side. Angel offered her another spoonful of ice cream. She ate it, breathing out cold air against Angel's bare chest. "I've never been outside of California."

Angel slipped his arm around her shoulders, pulling her even tighter against him. "Then we'll go. To Ireland."

Her brilliant smile was perfect for kissing and Angel took advantage to do just that. When he drew back far enough, Buffy said, "Anywhere in the world. The two of us."

Later, Angel remembered their promises and felt like he'd been staked in the heart.

Date: 2013-05-17 04:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aestivali.livejournal.com
The Tempest - Shakespeare, Miranda/Ferdinand, gasps of wonder, sighs of joy

Date: 2013-05-17 04:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aestivali.livejournal.com
Arrow, Felicity Smoak/John Diggle, improvising

Date: 2013-05-17 04:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aestivali.livejournal.com
Historical RPF, Bronte siblings, the wide open moors

Date: 2013-05-17 04:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aestivali.livejournal.com
Plebs, Marcus/Stylax, drunk

Date: 2013-05-17 04:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aestivali.livejournal.com
Peter Pan, Tiger Lily, you do not define me

Date: 2013-05-17 05:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] contraprose.livejournal.com
Hemlock Grove, Peter/Roman, Roman makes a move on Peter and Peter makes it clear that he's not interested.

Date: 2013-05-17 05:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] contraprose.livejournal.com
Hemlock Grove, Peter/Roman, unrequited
Edited Date: 2013-05-17 05:30 am (UTC)

Date: 2013-05-17 05:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] contraprose.livejournal.com
Hemlock Grove, Peter+/Roman, Peter makes a phone call to Roman.

Probably not what you were expecting :)

Date: 2013-05-20 07:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deenosaurus.livejournal.com
It's been a week.

Only a week.

It feels like a century.

Peter has spent the week on the run.

Roman has spent the week in the attic.

On his 18th birthday he inherited his fortune, met his daughter and killed his mother.

The first few hours were disorienting. The light hurt his eyes. The voices alarmed him.

The next few days he felt increasingly sick. He didn't want to eat at all. He bit himself to satisfy the blood thirst.

By the end of the week he feels formidable. Invincible. He is scion and warrior and dragon combined.

His cell rings and he knows it's Peter before he glances at the screen. His emotions have changed. He doesn't need him now.

But he wants him all the same.

He answers saying nothing.

A shaky breath on the other end and Peter speaks. "To rise, a victim of your hand, is the way of your kind."

"Yes," says Roman softly. He understands now. Why Peter left. Not only for his own safety but so that Roman could become. And then, "Will you come back to me?"

"Yes," softer still. "In time."

All in good time.
Edited Date: 2013-05-20 08:10 pm (UTC)

Date: 2013-05-17 05:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mangacrack.livejournal.com
Teen Wolf, Derek + Stiles, A stranger stabs you in the front; a friend stabs you in the back; a boyfriend stabs you in the heart, but best friends only poke each other with straws.
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