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comment_fic2014-04-24 05:21 am
What could be bad about Thursday?
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devylish and today's theme is 'bad for you'. Prompts can be that little thing your character always indulges in that's bad for them... chocolate, ice cream, men... 'bad boys'....
The rules still haven't changed:
No more than five prompts in a row.
No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
No spoilers in prompts.
If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space.
Prompts should be formatted as follows:
Fandom, Character+/Character, Prompt
Some examples to get the ball rolling...
+ Grey's Anatomy, Callie/Derek, One of these days, I'm going to choose someone who's not bad for me.
+ Teen Wolf, Lydia/Derek, She really only had one weakness.
+ Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Giles/Willow or Anya, “Oh dear lord, tell me you didn't open that!”
Not feeling any of today’s prompts? Visit the lonely prompt archive and brighten someone’s day. For more recent prompts to write, you can also use LJ’s advanced search options
tag= bad for you
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Rise of the Guardians (2012), Pitch/Jack, fear isn’t bad. the fear response is what keeps you alive.
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Teen Wolf (TV), Stiles + nogitsune, I don't believe a word you say but I can't stop listening
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Teen Wolf (TV), nogitsune/Stiles,
"The way you slam your body into mine reminds me
I'm alive, but monsters are always hungry, darling,
and they're only a few steps behind you"
~Richard Siken
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Teen Wolf (TV), Stiles + Peter,
"The way you slam your body into mine reminds me
I'm alive, but monsters are always hungry, darling,
and they're only a few steps behind you"
~Richard Siken
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Author’s choice, author’s choice, that moment when [character] realizes [pronoun]’s fucked over the very last person in the world [pronoun] should’ve
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Mini fill
Tim glanced over at her, frowning. "How many does that make today, Abby?"
"Mmm?" She raised her eyebrows at him, dropping the styrofoam cup in the trash. "Why?"
"Because you have four cups in the trash, and Gibbs brought another Caff-Pow a few minutes ago."
Abby considered. "And?"
"And? Caff-Pows are full of caffeine!" Tim frowned at her. "How are you not bouncing off the walls?"
Glancing sideways, Abby murmured, "How many have I had today?" She pouted, reaching for her next cup. "Eh. I haven't hit capacity yet!"
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Re: Mini fill
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And your laugh -- well, let's just say
Something wicked this way came
http://www.songlyrics.com/gross-paul/blind-man-lyrics/#FMs0uHTAxdHGV1zS.99
Re: Mini fill
FILL: SPN RPF, Jenny/Jared, gender bending/sex
He gets her home, alone, and Jared continues to pound into her tight, wet pussy as she moans like a whore, pulls hard at his hair, his hips circling as he buries himself deep into her cunt. He has no ounce of self-control, he helplessly pounds into the tight heat that is wrapped around his dick. She’s fucking dripping, so goddamn wet, her pussy walls clinging to his cock, milking him with every thrust. He can already feel his balls tightening as the pleasure begins its burn.
He thrusts deeper, shorter, faster strokes and feels her pick up his rhythm. She feels his dick twitch inside of her, and yanks harder on his hair, fingers curling around the silken strands as she yanks, and twists, pulling tighter, harder. Their bodies start moving faster, Jared rocking quicker into Jenny, greedy for release as her wet pussy clenches virgin tight around him.
Jared groans, loud and long, the pleasure-pain sending him over the edge. He spills inside of her, his eyes clenching closed as his entire being is overtaken by want, and yes, and right the fuck now. Jenny quakes as she starts to come, spasms rolling up her spine while she comes with a loud moan, and pulls him into a rough kiss, bites his lip, pulling the swollen flesh between her teeth as her wet pussy clenches around his dick.
(She's a gold digger, now you figure out it's over, pull the trigger. Future's finished, there it went, savings gone, the money spent. Look around and all I see is no good, bad and ugly. Man, she's hot and fixed to be the future ex-Miss Connelly)
She’s gone. She’s run off with a man who bent her over the hood of his Chevy Impala, and whose bank account was stuffed full.
Jenny left Jared with nothing more than an empty checking account, a broken heart, and a wish that he’d never messed around with her. It was his own fault, and he knew it. Knew from the instant he’d set eyes on her what she was and how easily she played the game. She was beautiful there was no doubting that, equal parts seduction and heartbreak with her luscious breasts and swaying hips, a smile to slay any man, and all with her boyfriend sitting not a few feet away.
There was no doubt about it… she was a bad, bad girlfriend.
♥ END ♥