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From: [personal profile] raise_the_knife
It's not until it's all over that he realises how unoriginal his plan was; his brother would have done better, of course, but his brother is missing and/or dead. (He's dead; no way he would go this long without at least sending a pop-up card, but he left nothing, not even a body, so John can't be sure.)

He was going to get in the office, somehow, get the Commissioner's ear, get to the Bat, and find out for sure, and then he would rain hell down on the city that shunned and then laughed in relief at his brother at his died. (Or not died. There's always hope, and nobody knows what really goes on at Arkham, either.)

Finding some woman got there before him is one thing. If the city burns, there is some peace in that; the anarchy is a thing his brother would have loved, all the little rats trapped and drowning themselves through stupidity, but it's not personal, that way. His plan will have to change; he can skip a step, and get close to the Bat.

Look at me, he wants to scream. Look at me! Notice me!. All he gets is a few words, impersonal and frustratingly dense, and then, there's fire.

He has what he wanted, and the Bat isn't there.

Fill

Date: 2017-03-28 03:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fresh-brainss.livejournal.com
Sabé stares into the mirror. Her eyes are dark, and she doesn’t dare look away, or she will cry away all of the fine paint the handmaidens put on her face.

Behind her, her queen is the one to do up the pearl buttons of her dress. Her fingers are slow and sure, unused to such fine work, her breath warm against Sabé’s neck. Around them, the handmaidens are silent, heads down like they are attending a funeral ceremony.

“There,” the queen says softly. She places a hand on Sabé’s shoulder. “You are a queen now.”

“Your highness,” Sabé starts, her voice hoarse, but the queen hushes her, turning her away from the mirror.

“Please,” she says, closing Sabé’s shaking hand in hers. “I am Padmé now. Call me such, my loyal and treasured friend.”

Sabé nods, squeezing Padmé’s hand in hers. She holds her head high, neck stiff and sore from the ornate dressings and jewels. “I will not let you down, Padmé. I am ready.” At Padmé’s command, the doors hiss open, ready to let the Jedi and his apprentice inside.

Until the galaxy is safe, Sabé shall be queen, and above all else, queens must be brave.

Date: 2014-02-15 07:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daria234.livejournal.com
Leverage, Eliot/Hardison or Quinn or Sophie, ground rules
From: [identity profile] lynne-monstr.livejournal.com
This got away from me a bit, so link is below.

The door closed with a muffled click, and before Eliot could hit the lights he was forcibly pinned against the wall of his own hallway. He was already thinking of the knife hidden inside the small side table nearby when a warm mouth descended on his neck, licking a path all the way to the corner of his jaw. (http://archiveofourown.org/works/2554355)

Date: 2014-02-15 07:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daria234.livejournal.com
Agents of SHIELD, any/any, getting caught

FILLL: "Caught" Skye/Jemma + Coulson

Date: 2014-02-15 01:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] swan-secrets.livejournal.com
Coulson stood in the doorway and raised his eyebrow

Skye was naked. Completely naked. 100% nude. She was on her back with her eyes closed. Coulson cast her gaze over her body. She had a nice figure. Perky tits, her right nipple glittered with a silver barbell piercing. She a small tattoo of a tiger on her right thigh. She looked good.

Skye moaned.

Not surprising giving what Jemma was doing to her.

Jemma Simmons was also nude. Her face was between Skye's legs, her mouth was enthusiastically working on her cunt. The moaning and the look on Skye's face left no doubt that eating pussy was another of her talents.

Skye opened her eyes. "Oh shit!" she exclaimed.

"Mmm right there is it?" Jemma said gave Skye's clit an upward flick.

"Jemma!" Skye's eyes were wide looking at Coulson, who was looking at her with an unreadable expression.

Jemma took Skye shouting her name as further encouragement.

"Jemma! Stop! Coulson!"

Jemma paused and frowned. She could understand Skye yelling her name, but...oh...Oh!

Simmons snapped her head round and ohmygod, there was Coulson. "Uhh, hi, sir, uhghh."

Coulson just nodded. "I'll leave you two to it," he turned and he closed the door.

Skye and Jemma looked at each other. Then Skye started laughing. Jemma slapped the inside of her thigh.

"This is no laughing matter! Agent Coulson just saw... us. Oh god I'm naked. You're naked. He saw us naked and saw me..."

"Eating me out," Skye nodded. "It’s funny. Come on. You saw his face. He was cool with it."

"Cool with it? He didn't say anything."

"Exactly. Now. Where were we?"

Jemma looked uncertain for a moment. Then she looked at Skye's pussy. Wet. Pink. Delicious. She met Skye's gaze again.

Skye moaned at the touch of Jemma's tongue on her clit. Coulson's interruption was quickly forgotten.

Date: 2014-02-15 07:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daria234.livejournal.com
Chuck, Chuck/any, mountain

Date: 2014-02-15 07:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daria234.livejournal.com
Arrow, Slade/Oliver, Oliver is Mirakuru'd and Slade has to teach him control

Date: 2014-02-15 07:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daria234.livejournal.com
Any fandom with cyborgs or androids, any/any or gen, not better or worse than humans, just different
Edited Date: 2014-02-15 07:19 am (UTC)

Date: 2014-02-15 07:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ciaranbochna.livejournal.com
The Dresden Files, Harry, the eroding line between what you were, and are now becoming.

Mini fill

Date: 2014-02-15 02:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] evil-little-dog.livejournal.com
I can go back any time.

I can.

I can see what I was, and can see what I could become. I can avoid it.

At least. I hope I can.

Re: Mini fill

From: [identity profile] ciaranbochna.livejournal.com - Date: 2014-02-15 08:43 pm (UTC) - Expand

Re: Mini fill

From: [identity profile] evil-little-dog.livejournal.com - Date: 2014-02-15 10:51 pm (UTC) - Expand

Date: 2014-02-15 07:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wildlinggirl.livejournal.com
Teen Wolf, Allison/Isaac + Scott/Kira, "yeah" Isaac said, "most awkward double date ever."

Date: 2014-02-15 07:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wildlinggirl.livejournal.com
Chuck, Casey/Morgan, dancing lessons

Date: 2014-02-15 07:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ciaranbochna.livejournal.com
Mythology, The Morrigna, Badb leaves her sisters to become a smith.

Date: 2014-02-15 07:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wildlinggirl.livejournal.com
Marvel's Agents of SHIELD, Fitz/Simmons + ensemble, "they kissed, now it's awkward."

Date: 2014-02-15 08:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mangacrack.livejournal.com
autor's choice, author's choice, a queen in a cage is still a queen.

FILL: Mother of Monsters [Biblical, Lillith, PG]

Date: 2015-06-25 06:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] doreyg.livejournal.com
Mother of monsters, they call her, against all that is right - and bind her hands, and bind her feet, and shove her deep into the dark ground where nobody can find her. Imprisoned, safe, far away from threatening all of their carefully crafted fictions.

She closes her eyes, in her cage of rich dirt, and smiles to herself. Her power still throbs within her, warm and casually chaotic. Her hair is still long, her teeth are still sharp, she is still both woman and monster wrapped up in a perfect bow. She can still taste their fear.

And their fear gives her power.

Let them bury her, deep within the earth. Let them reject her and bind her and try to forget her with all their might. They won’t manage it. She is fear, she is woman, she is the mother of monsters.

And she is very good at biding her time.

Date: 2014-02-15 02:04 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] samueljames
Arrow, Oliver/Roy, unexpected attraction (no infidelity though please).

Date: 2014-02-15 06:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daria234.livejournal.com
Those Queens... Roy thinks it must be something in their DNA.

Because when Oliver is giving him orders, Roy finds himself looking at Oliver's lips and nodding, dumbly. He finds himself wondering if obedience will be rewarded by a firm, commanding hand on his dick, bringing Roy to ecstasy as if it were nothing at all.

"What are you staring at?" Oliver says gruffly.

"Nothing," Roy answers quickly, and goes back to the punching bag, trying to focus, trying to forget. When Oliver grips his shoulder to correct his stance, he tries not to shudder.

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From: [personal profile] samueljames - Date: 2014-02-15 07:59 pm (UTC) - Expand

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From: [identity profile] daria234.livejournal.com - Date: 2014-02-16 05:26 am (UTC) - Expand

Date: 2014-02-15 02:06 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] samueljames
CSI:NY, Danny/Don, Saturday morning.

Date: 2014-02-15 08:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lasairfhiona.livejournal.com
Danny grimaced as he woke up to the glaring sun, rolling over, he stretched, popping his back. There were some days he really hated the fact there was a window at the head of Don's bed. He looked down as Don barely flinched a little put out his lover could sleep through the sun rising over his head. With a wicked smile, he leaned down and ran his tongue across Don's shoulder, if he couldn't sleep, he wasn't about to let Don sleep either.

When Don grumbled and burrowed further under the sheet, he let his hand slide down Don's chest and stomach, stopping when he could tuck his fingers under the waist band of Don's boxers. They still had a couple of hours before they had to be at the park for their weekly basketball game and he was going to slowly wake Don up and take advantage of him.


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From: [personal profile] samueljames - Date: 2014-02-15 08:09 pm (UTC) - Expand

Date: 2014-02-15 02:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] evil-little-dog.livejournal.com
Lilo and Stitch/The X-Files, Scully(+Mulder)+Stitch, Scully is the one who adopts Stitch after he gets hit by a semi.

Date: 2014-02-15 02:09 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] samueljames
Justified, Raylan/Rachel, he kinda likes being put in his place.

Filled

Date: 2014-02-23 05:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] vanillafluffy.livejournal.com
Posted at http://comment-fic.livejournal.com/503879.html?thread=74030151#t74030151

Follow-up of sorts to http://comment-fic.livejournal.com/486469.html?thread=72788293#t72788293

Date: 2014-02-15 02:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] evil-little-dog.livejournal.com
Hocus Pocus/NCIS, Tim+Abby+the Sanderson Sisters, Thackery Binx was Tim's ancestor.

Date: 2014-02-15 04:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] blondebabe800.livejournal.com
Tangled, Rapunzel + Mother Gothel,


Does it make you sad to find that you're alone
Doest it make you made to find that I have grown
Bet it hurts so bad to see the strength that I have shown


Maroon 5, Not Coming Home
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gBtlL5YJX1U

Date: 2014-02-15 04:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] icarus-chained.livejournal.com
LotR/Hobbit, Gandalf and/or Elrond (+ any), hurt/comfort

Date: 2014-02-15 06:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] classics-lover.livejournal.com
Friends, ensemble, the day AFTER Valentine's Day
Edited Date: 2014-02-15 06:08 pm (UTC)

Date: 2014-02-15 06:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] classics-lover.livejournal.com
Father Ted, Ted & Dougal (& any), "You see, Dougal, Valentine's Day *isn't* one that *we* should celebrate."
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