free for all
Feb. 14th, 2014 11:10 pmFree for all time! Y'all all know the rules:
+ No more than five prompts in a row
+ No more than three prompts per fandom
+ If one or more of your prompts is filled today, then you may prompt again
+ No spoilers within prompts until a week after the airdate/release
+ Warn for spoilers in bold and leave at least three spaces before the text
Have fun!
+ No more than five prompts in a row
+ No more than three prompts per fandom
+ If one or more of your prompts is filled today, then you may prompt again
+ No spoilers within prompts until a week after the airdate/release
+ Warn for spoilers in bold and leave at least three spaces before the text
Have fun!
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Date: 2014-02-15 05:12 am (UTC)Dark Knight Trilogy, John Blake, Bruce Wayne tried to get his vengeance from outside the system; Blakeâs plan was to rise up through the ranks, all respectable like, and then strike when he was at the very top
(John Blake is the Jokerâs kid brother and heâs going to make the world pay)
Firefall, pg-13, John Blake (Dark Knight Trilogy)
Date: 2016-09-05 01:46 am (UTC)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.
Re: Firefall, pg-13, John Blake (Dark Knight Trilogy)
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Date: 2014-02-15 05:12 am (UTC)Dark Knight Rises, John Blake (+ Bane), they say there's monsters in the dark and they're right - but that doesn't mean he needs to be afraid
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Date: 2014-02-15 05:13 am (UTC)The Dark Knight Trilogy/Inception, authorâs choice, (John Blake became Arthur) deep in his mind, there lurks a madman â Robin was the Jokerâs younger brother and the only place either exists anymore is in Arthurâs mind
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Date: 2014-02-15 05:13 am (UTC)Teen Wolf (TV), Stiles, riddles in the dark
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Date: 2014-02-15 05:15 am (UTC)Star Wars, Sabe + Padme, to be queen
Fill
Date: 2017-03-28 03:07 am (UTC)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.
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Date: 2014-02-15 07:15 am (UTC)Fill: The Art of Taking Dangerous People to Bed (Eliot/Quinn)
Date: 2014-11-02 06:42 pm (UTC)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)
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Date: 2014-02-15 07:16 am (UTC)FILLL: "Caught" Skye/Jemma + Coulson
Date: 2014-02-15 01:42 pm (UTC)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. "Itâs 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.
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Date: 2014-02-15 07:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-02-15 07:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-02-15 07:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-02-15 07:24 am (UTC)Mini fill
Date: 2014-02-15 02:06 pm (UTC)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.
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Date: 2014-02-15 07:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-02-15 07:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-02-15 07:40 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2014-02-15 08:15 am (UTC)FILL: Mother of Monsters [Biblical, Lillith, PG]
Date: 2015-06-25 06:37 pm (UTC)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.
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Date: 2014-02-15 02:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-02-15 06:34 pm (UTC)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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Date: 2014-02-15 02:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-02-15 08:03 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2014-02-15 02:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-02-15 02:09 pm (UTC)Filled
Date: 2014-02-23 05:09 pm (UTC)Follow-up of sorts to http://comment-fic.livejournal.com/486469.html?thread=72788293#t72788293
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Date: 2014-02-15 02:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-02-15 04:50 pm (UTC)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
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Date: 2014-02-15 04:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-02-15 06:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-02-15 06:10 pm (UTC)