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comment_ficHere'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.
Have fun!
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.
Have fun!
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Date: 2015-12-19 06:09 am (UTC)Historical RPF, Alexander the Great/Hephaiston, soulmark AU
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Date: 2015-12-19 06:09 am (UTC)Biblical mythology, Jesus, his words in a soulmate's first words written on your skin AU
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Date: 2015-12-19 06:10 am (UTC)RPF, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, I was going to figure out the postage and send you my heart for Christmas. But my friends talked me out of it. They said, “why would you send him something broken?”
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Date: 2015-12-19 06:10 am (UTC)RPF, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson,
Tell me, have you ever wanted someone so much it hurts?
Your lips keep trying to speak but you just can’t find the words
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Date: 2015-12-19 06:11 am (UTC)RPF, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, my body aches to breathe your breath
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Date: 2015-12-19 06:45 am (UTC)And I've never played a fair game
I've always had the upper hand
But what good is intellect and airplay
If I can't respect any man
I want to play a fair game
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Date: 2015-12-19 08:07 am (UTC)Your sweetness is my weakness
Date: 2015-12-21 01:55 pm (UTC)There are moments where she feels less sure about her decision, when they get to the other dorm, and there seem to be so many strangers. She loses the fairly familiar faces of her dorm-mates and, for a second, some of crowd seem threatening.
She takes a deep, grounding breath and sees a table with drinks on it, finding herself standing behind a tall guy serving himself. It's not a bad view, he clearly works out, even if muscled and male aren’t what Tara normally find attractive. But she likes the way he applies himself to what he’s doing.
She's quiet and the music is loud, so everyone is shouting, but he seems to sense her and spins around when he’s filled his cup. He smiles at her, and it’s a knock-out smile.
Tara smiles back more shyly, but less than shyly than she would have before she started school.
"I'm sorry, have you been waiting long?" he shouts.
"No, no. I'm good." She has to step a little closer to him to make sure her voice carries. There’s a slight astringency to his cologne, but it doesn’t make her want to step back.
"I think it's dive in and serve yourself. What's your tipple? Not that there's a huge choice."
She looks around, mainly seeing beer.
"Oh, is that cherry liqueur left?" she yells hopefully.
"The pink stuff?" He lifts the bottle and nods. “Yep.” She picks out a cup and he plays bartender for her. There's something oddly wholesome about the way he’s doing this, and when he says, "I'm Riley Finn, by the way," she gives him her name back.
She takes a swallow and can't help the growing blush as his eyes fall to her lips and down her neck. Maybe he’s not so wholesome after all, yet Tara doesn't turn and run.
"So, you're a fan of the cherry liqueur, huh, Tara?" he asks.
She nods. He gestures that they move away from the drinks, to somewhere a little less noisy and crowded, and it’s a mixer, so why not? She finds out he's a TA, and his main impression of Sunnydale seems to be that it’s hot.
He listens when she tells him what she wants to get out of studying Art History, and she feels like she’s talking a lot, but she only stutters a very, very little.
When they’ve both finished their drinks and Tara is wondering if she really wants more, the music slows some and he asks her to dance. Tara thinks about it a half-second, nods with a little smile. They find a shelf to place their cups and Riley puts his arm around her waist. There's a sense of control behind this gesture that she likes more than she would have guessed. He’s not quite her usual shape – he clearly does work out - but the motivation behind it is what she likes, it doesn’t feel possessive as much as an echo of a gentleman taking his partner to the dance floor.
Like every other couple, they're swaying close together, not doing anything more formal. But there’s nothing about it that harries or flusters her. It’s more like stepping into a cocoon, with just enough strangeness about it that she doesn't feel she's in a stupor. The music will haunt her.
When she kisses Riley good night, because he’s sweet and cute, he says he may have got a taste for cherry liqueur, too. They part smiling, her to bed and him to patrol, both feeling better about being in Sunnydale.
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Date: 2015-12-19 10:06 am (UTC)(310): I woke up with the gnarliest cold/hangover combo
(818): Thats what u get when u have butt ass naked rooftop sex at night in december
(310): Worth it
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