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Hello, all. I’m [livejournal.com profile] jaune_chat and today's theme is Prostitution. Prompts can be anything of having to do with exchange of goods for services (particularly sex). Prostitution AUs, using sex to get something your character wants/needs, your character looking for something they can’t get otherwise, anything like that!

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...
+ Sherlock (BBC), Sherlock/John, some of Sherlock’s “experiments” about human response go too far for authenticity
+ MCU, Bruce/any, it was the only way to get money for science
+ Firefly, Inara/Mal, most of the time she despaired of making Mal understand her job

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tag=prostitution

Date: 2014-06-11 02:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] meg63005.livejournal.com
Leverage Eliot/Parker and team.....when a mark turns out to be a pimp, it's up to the guys to rescue the girls (or Eliot to rescue Parker)

Date: 2014-12-28 05:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] quitehopeless.livejournal.com
A/N: Saw the request last night, but my mind was only good for crack fic. It still isn't up for much, so I just wrote part of the rescue. Hope that's okay.


“Easy, Parker,” Eliot whispered, kneeling down next to her, catching her hand before she could try and hurt him, even as weak as she was. “It's just me.”

She relaxed, her lips curving into a small smile. “Eliot. Knew you'd come.”

“Yeah, I'm here,” he agreed as he lifted her up into his arms. She was smaller than she should be. Damn twenty pounds of crazy in a five pound bag. She should never have gone in there. He should have been there to protect her. “That's still not a good reason to stab someone with a fork and blow your cover. Again.”

She shook her head, insistent. “What he was doing to those girls, what he was making them do... Someone had to stop him.”

“Yeah. They did. We did. We got him. He's going away for a long time, and I'm gonna make sure he suffers in prison,” he promised her. “No one hurts you. Ever.”

“Love you, too, Eliot.”

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