free for all

[tigriswolf]

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Here's the free for all.

As ever, the rules are:

*No more than five prompts in a row.
*No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
*No spoilers in prompts for a month after airing. Use a spoiler cut as needed.
*If you know the character's full name, use it. Also, give the fandom's complete name, too.
*If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space.

There's also a new rule now: if something in the fill could be a trigger, please have a note to warn for it.

Please follow this format for prompts:

[Use the character's full names and fandom's full name]
Fandom, Character +/ Character, Prompt

Have fun!

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[tigriswolf]

RPF, One Direction, if their parents could do it over again, they wouldn’t let them audition

[tigriswolf]

RPF, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, psychotically, irrationally, erotically codependent

[tigriswolf]

RPF, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, Plastic Jesus

[tigriswolf]

Jurassic World/Game of Thrones, Owen Grady + Daenerys Targaryen, the Mother of Dragons meets the Father of Raptors

[tigriswolf]

Revenge, author’s choice, the people Emanda loves: her dad, Jack, Amily, Charlotte, Nolan, and maybe Daniel depending on the day (I haven’t seen anything past the first couple eps of season 2)

[marlex.livejournal.com]

Jurassic Park/Jurassic Work, Lex Murphy, of course she would pick the worse possible day to finally visit Jurassic World

MiniFill

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

The whole, 'What could possibly go wrong?' question was lost on Lex as the flying dinosaurs (pteranodons, Tim's voice insisted in her head, but Tim didn't offer any great suggestions on how to avoid them) dipped over the park. Some swooped down like giant birds of prey, yanking people up right off the park pavement.

Lex didn't scream, didn't panic, didn't run. She grabbed the umbrella off of a cafe table and jerked it open as a flying meatasaurus dove for a kid. "Get the fuck away from her!" she shouted, shoving the unwieldy brolly up into the dinosaur's gaping maw.

Seriously, Tim was so going to pay for giving her these tickets for her birthday.

[marlex.livejournal.com]

MCU, Steve Rogers/Darcy Lewis, they have the same birthday

[marlex.livejournal.com]

Wreck-It Ralph, any het pairing, programmed to love one person but falling in love with another

[marlex.livejournal.com]

MCU, Steve Rogers/Darcy Lewis, Tony managed to get them both drunk and then pranks them into thinking they got married in Vegas

[marlex.livejournal.com]

Jurassic Park/Jurassic World, Lex Murphy, hearing the news of what happened at the park this time

[streussal.livejournal.com]

How to Get Away with Murder, anyone in the lawyer/law student conglomerate, "Instead of confining our customers to the outdated modes of ink on paper, we are allowing them to choose the news that interests them by imagining whatever news they want!"

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Batman: TAS, Harley Quinn/Bruce Wayne (+ Bruce Wayne/The Joker), Harley is the superhero and Bruce is the boyfriend of a psychopath

[falkner]

The Flash (2014), Barry Allen/any Rogue(s), (303): Let's cut to the chase. What days are we sleeping together this week?

FILL: Just Like a Sport [The Flash (TV), Barry Allen/Rogues, PG-13]

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

"So," he starts, shoving his hands somewhat awkwardly into the back pockets of his jeans, "I know I'm not technically supposed to know about this, and I honestly do think that the whole me innocently blinking and obediently going along with it system works, but things are a bit busy for me right now and... Well. Could you just tell me what rogues are meant to be sleeping with me next week?"

Hartley, picked because he really doesn't have the time for going through Lisa today, gives him a look of wide-eyed surprise. It's adorable, but he still feels a slight rush of relief when it fades to a workable kind of annoyance, "how-?"

"Look," he interrupts, and he really does feel sorry that they don't have time for their usual thing - or Lisa, for that matter - but Joe already looked prepared to murder his visiting sister when he left and he can't, on his conscience as a superhero, let that happen, "give me some credit, it is pretty obvious. And I'd like to unfold how obvious, I really would, but I really don't have the time - so If you could just tell me my schedule for next week..."

Hartley stares at him, lips pursed and arms crossed firmly over his chest.

"...Please?"

And Hartley huffs, and Hartley smirks a little and shakes his head, "I'll require payment."

"I can redefine the meaning of a quickie," he says, trying not to let the depth of his relief show, "go."

"...Mick on Monday, Mark on Tuesday, the new guy on Wednesday-"

"The new guy?"

"-He calls himself the Mirror Master, I’d watch out when you actually get around to facing him properly. Axel on Thursday, Snart on Friday, Lisa gets the weekend..."

"Duh."

"...And me right now," Hartley finishes with a smirk, leans right up into him with an expression that he probably means to be seductive but that actually ends up kind of adorable, "as was the deal, Barry."

Ah well, he decides as he shrugs his clothes off at super speed and presses Hartley quickly back against the wall, it's not like he actually minds.

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Person of Interest (TV), John Reese/Harold Finch,

And I slept in last night’s clothes and tomorrow’s dreams
But they’re not quite what they seem

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Star Trek: TNG, Q/Jean-Luc Picard, Q is the captain and Picard is the god

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

DCU, Alwaysagirl!Jason Todd/Any,

Her breath began to speak
As she stood right in front of me
The colour of her eyes
Were the colour of insanity

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

DCU, The Riddler/Batman, The Riddler is the superhero and Batman is one of his villains

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Fullmetal Alchemist, Any future characters, Edward Elric is considered one of the founding fathers of Amestrian democracy

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

MCU, Tony Stark/+his ego (Pepper can come too), "Red, white, and me."

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Leverage, Alec Hardison/Parker/Eliot Spencer, Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

(Or, the Ferris Bueller Scenario)

[oh-mcgee.livejournal.com]

DCU, Roy Harper/Jason Todd (+/any), (484):

seriously though jaeger and i are fucking done professionally

fill. 1/2

[likewinning.livejournal.com]

"Harper," Jason says. "Why is there a fish tank taking up half the wall?"

There aren't any fish in it, is the thing. It would be cool if they had some fish, Jason guesses, except sometimes they're gone for so long that it probably wouldn't be a good idea.

But he lives with Roy. Good ideas are kind of a thing of the past.

"Jaybird," Roy says. He's leaning over the fishtank, elbows-deep in the water, putting what really honestly looks like bath toys in the damn thing. "We talked about this."

"We did?" Jason asks. He walks over to the fishtank and sees that it's actually a couple of Roybots that Roy's submerging. "I feel like we would've talked about you trying to electrocute yourself."

Roy rolls his eyes, turns around. It's three in the afternoon but he's still just wearing boxers and his stupid hat. There's some kind of food dribbled down his chest, which is about what happens when Jason isn't awake to try to make Roy eat actual food.

"We were in the shower, remember?" Roy asks. "I said I wanted to test out Roybots in water conditions and that –"

Ah. Right. Jason does remember, sort of. It's hard to remember much of anything Roy says when seconds afterward Roy drops to his knees and blows him. He remembers the blowjob more than the conversation, Roy's hair still all soapy as Jason ran his fingers through it, the way Roy started humming some dumbass country song midway through, the way Roy swallowed his come but didn't pull off, just kept going until Jason was hard again.

"What," Jason says now. "What exactly is the plan here with these things? To spy on Aquaman?"

Roy grins at him, and it's that something stupid is going to happen and you're not even going to be able to stay mad at me kind of grin that Jason's been dealing with for years now. "You'll see, Jaybird."

What Jason sees, four hours later, is that the Roybots fucking break through the tank and spill an ocean of glass and water fucking everywhere.

"Oops," Roy says. "I guess we'll have to get a stronger tank next time."

"Or maybe," Jason says. "We just put you in the tank and I'll keep the Roybots around for when I need help."

"Hm," Roy says. He edges Jason away from the glass, eases him back against the little fold-up card table that serves as a dinner table sometimes. "I don't think so," he says. "And here's why."

He gets Jason's jeans open in seconds, swallows him down and makes it messy and wet just the way Jason likes it. He leans down to suck on Jason's balls, teases them just a little with his teeth before licking back even further, tonguing his hole, and Jason forgets to care about the puddle of water and glass at his feet, forgets just about everything.

"God," Jason says, when Roy gets his mouth back around Jason's dick. "You're so good at this. Just wanna fuck your mouth all day."

Roy moans like he's cool with it, and when Jason starts thrusting into him Roy slides his hand into his boxers and starts fucking his fist to the same rhythm that Jason fucks his mouth.

Jason pulls out at the last second, comes all over Roy's mouth, his chin, his chest, then pulls him up and licks him clean.

"So we can get another tank?" Roy asks, as Jason wraps his hand around Roy's dick and starts jacking him hard and fast. "Sure," Jason says. "Whatever you want." Roy whines into his shoulder when he comes, and Jason holds onto him through the aftershocks. Once they both come down, he even helps Roy clean up the mess.

[oh-mcgee.livejournal.com]

DCU, Dick Grayson/any, (519):

No. I'm sorry but once your "would go gay for" list exceeds five people, you're bi. Get over it.

[oh-mcgee.livejournal.com]

DCU, Bruce Wayne/Dick Grayson, post All Star B&R?

come into the den
You've got a glow
Climb into my arms with blood on your clothes
You've got a glow
And you're no one's but mine

[leni-ba.livejournal.com]

Buffy the Vampire Slayer/non-magic fandom. any female character. She is a Slayer now.

[leni-ba.livejournal.com]

any Whedonverse. any. We aren't defeated, we're just taking a breather while lying down.

Fill, Firefly, Simon-centric gen

[schweinsty.livejournal.com]

He'll get up. He will. Any second now, he'll get up and go check on River--now Kaylee's finally gotten her to sleep. Any second now, he'll go and make sure her pulse is steady and she's not in danger of any more seizures or hallucinations, like she's spent the last three days having since they'd landed on that gorram planet. Any second now, he'll go and make sure whatever altered state she's in is just the one she's always in, now, as opposed to the one she was in as a result of whatever drugs they gave her three days ago.

Any second, now.

"Thought you'd be checkin' on your sister, Doc."

He doesn't hear Mal come in several minutes later, lost in his thoughts, but the man's tone demands attention.

"She's resting," Simon says. When he doesn't hear retreating footsteps, he opens his eyes.

Mal's leaning against the door frame, wiping grease from off his hands with a dirty rag, looking calm and comfortable and as if he has absolutely no intention of leaving any time soon.

Damn it.

"Even so," Mal says, and there's something harder in his voice though he doesn't even turn to look at Simon. "Never can know 'bout drugs all the way out here. Thought you'd want to be running some checks on her, least ways."

What for? Simon almost says-but stops himself, just before he speaks. Even if they hurt River's mind more than-more than it already had been, all he can do is treat the physical symptoms. There's no way he can deal with the--no way he can fix--

His eyes burn. He rubs his hands over his face and doesn't speak for a minute, and he hears Mal's shirt rustle as the captain turns and gives him a long once-over.

"She's never going to be better," Simon says eventually. "Barring a miracle. And I don't-I don't believe--she's never going to be well again."

Mal shifts. Simon doesn't lift his hands away from his eyes, but he imagines Mal's tucking the rag into his back pocket and standing up straight, like he does on the flight deck.

"No, she won't," is what he says, and there's not a lot of kindness in it, because that, like 'And your point is?' and "'You knew that a long time ago, Doc,' is left unspoken.

"Okay," Simon says. He takes a breath and digs his palms, hard, into his eyes, and tenses and sits up. "Right. Excuse me. I need to run an EKG scan."

He walks out past Mal and straightens his rumpled waistcoat as he goes.