Tuesday: TFLN
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tattooeddevil and today's theme is Texts From Last Night. Prompts should be taken from this website (or any of it's social media channels).
Just a few rules:
- No more than five prompts in a row.
- No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
- Use the character's full names and fandom's full name for ease adding to the Lonely Prompts spreadsheet.
- No spoilers in prompts for a month after airing, or use the spoiler cut option found here.
- If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space, or use the above mentioned spoiler cut.
Prompts should be formatted as follows:
[Use the character's full names and fandom's full name] Fandom, Character +/ Character, Prompt
Some examples to get the ball rolling...
+ Man from UNCLE, Ilya Kuryakin/Napoleon Solo, (202): I want to give you a handjob with my mouth.
+ Star Wars TFA, Finn & Poe, (415): STOP TELLING PEOPLE I PEED ON YOU
+ The Losers, Jake Jensen, (262): I got a black eye last night. This guy said for every 35 pounds you lose you gain an inch to your dick. I asked him how long he has been peeing sitting down.
We are also using AO3 to bookmark filled prompts. If you fill a prompt and post it to AO3 please add it to the Bite Sized Bits of Fic from 2016 collection. See further notes on this new option here.
Not feeling any of today’s prompts? Check out the just created Lonely Prompts Spreadsheet. For more recent prompts to write, you can also use LJ’s advanced search options to limit keyword results to only comments in this community.
While the Lonely Prompts Spreadsheet and LJ's advanced search options are available, bookmarking the links of prompts you like might work better for searching for in the future.
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tattooeddevil and today's theme is Texts From Last Night. Prompts should be taken from this website (or any of it's social media channels).Just a few rules:
- No more than five prompts in a row.
- No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
- Use the character's full names and fandom's full name for ease adding to the Lonely Prompts spreadsheet.
- No spoilers in prompts for a month after airing, or use the spoiler cut option found here.
- If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space, or use the above mentioned spoiler cut.
Prompts should be formatted as follows:
[Use the character's full names and fandom's full name] Fandom, Character +/ Character, Prompt
Some examples to get the ball rolling...
+ Man from UNCLE, Ilya Kuryakin/Napoleon Solo, (202): I want to give you a handjob with my mouth.
+ Star Wars TFA, Finn & Poe, (415): STOP TELLING PEOPLE I PEED ON YOU
+ The Losers, Jake Jensen, (262): I got a black eye last night. This guy said for every 35 pounds you lose you gain an inch to your dick. I asked him how long he has been peeing sitting down.
We are also using AO3 to bookmark filled prompts. If you fill a prompt and post it to AO3 please add it to the Bite Sized Bits of Fic from 2016 collection. See further notes on this new option here.
Not feeling any of today’s prompts? Check out the just created Lonely Prompts Spreadsheet. For more recent prompts to write, you can also use LJ’s advanced search options to limit keyword results to only comments in this community.
While the Lonely Prompts Spreadsheet and LJ's advanced search options are available, bookmarking the links of prompts you like might work better for searching for in the future.
tag=tfln
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Date: 2016-01-12 07:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-01-12 07:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-01-12 07:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-01-12 07:46 am (UTC)Fill! HIMYM/SG-1 (just go with me on this)
Date: 2016-01-13 04:15 am (UTC)However, Barney also wasn't a fan of being woken up in the middle of the night. He was almost, almost in la-la-land and then she moved. Rolled out of the bed, and the motion, jerked him awake. He grumbled, but then he saw her striding around his bedroom, perfectly unabashed in her naked glory. She zipped herself back into her sexy little black number, tucked her bra and panties into her little purse, and slung her shoes up by the straps.
"Thanks for a lovely time," she said. "But I'd better be going. Maybe the next time I'm in your corner of the galaxy we can do this again." She winked over her shoulder, hair still ruffled, and strode out his front door.
Barney gaped for a moment, then scrambled to his feet, sheet clutched to his waist like an offended Victorian maiden. He peered out the window, and a black car rolled up. Tinted windows. Government plates. All the doors swung open. Two men, one the squinty guy with the glasses from the club, another guy without glasses who could have been his brother, and a mountain of a black man wearing a beanie hat that didn't really match his suit, stepped out onto the street. If Barney wasn't mistaken, they were all carrying firearms, even the squinty guy.
The black man offered the woman a hand into the front passenger seat, and Barney glimpsed a blonde woman in the driver's seat. She had short hair and was pretty but her expression was frightening.
Once Barney's date - she'd said her name was Val or something like it - was safe in the passenger seat, the three men piled into the back, and the black car rolled off into the night.
Barney watched it vanish down the empty street.
Then he scrambled for his phone and fired off texts to both Marshall and Ted.
He got his answer three weeks later when the government announced the declassification of the Stargate program and introduced its flagship team to the world. There, on television, was his one-night stand and all the people who'd come to collect her.
Barney gaped at the interview while his phone buzzed with an influx of texts.
A reported shoved a microphone in Vala Mal Doran's face.
"What's your favorite thing about earth?"
Vala looked at the camera and winked. "The men, of course."
Her teammates wore long-suffering expressions.
Vala added, "By the way, whatever your name was, the guy who played the strange game about meeting Ted, I think I'm having your baby."
The interview cut off abruptly, replaced by a banner message about a technical error.
Somewhere in the background, Barney's phone exploded.
On the other side of the camera, the reporters went from desperate for news to frenzied.
Sam lifted her chin, and the MPs who were on guard duty started to close ranks. Teal'c had a sat at the ready.
"Do you think she's kidding?" Cam asked.
Daniel gritted his teeth. "She better be."
Vala said, "I'm totally kidding. I hope. Three weeks is really too soon to tell on this planet."
Re: Fill! HIMYM/SG-1 (just go with me on this)
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Date: 2016-01-12 07:46 am (UTC)filled
Date: 2016-01-12 09:56 am (UTC)"Oh, it's under here," Hal pats his chest, where he's wearing an old, tight t-shirt underneath his father's jacket. "I just thought, we need to get information out of this guy, right?"
"Yes, that is the idea."
"Well, I think I've got a plan on how to do that," Hal grins. "But it's pretty hard to look fuckable in a full body spandex suit."
"Fu --" Sinestro starts, cutting himself. "No."
"What?" Hal asks. "I'll have you know this jacket has gotten me laid more times than I can --"
"You are not," Sinestro says pointedly. "Whoring yourself out for some insignificant bit of intel we could get by simply beating the creature to a bloody pulp."
"But see," Hal says. "I thought maybe this time we'd try something other than violence. Novel concept for you, I know."
"Jordan," Sinestro growls, grabbing Hal by the collar of his jacket and yanking him toward him until their noses bump together. "You are not understanding me. If anyone will be enjoying the view of you in these obscenely tight jeans and this ridiculous jacket, it will be me and me alone."
"Fuck, I love it when you get possessive," Hal says and drops his hands to Sinestro's ass, grinds against his thigh. "You know it's the best way, though. Creep like that. Only way to get him to talk."
"Maybe," Sinestro replies and dips his head to sink his teeth into the side of Hal's neck, suck the skin into his mouth until the blood vessels burst beneath the surface, a huge mark left for all to see. "But that doesn't mean I have to like it."
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From:no subject
Date: 2016-01-12 08:53 am (UTC)We have zombies coming, and all you can think about is cock.
Not a fill (yet?)
Date: 2016-01-12 10:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-01-12 09:00 am (UTC)Lots of explosions. Minor nudity. Full penetration and lots of tuxedos.
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Date: 2016-01-12 09:01 am (UTC)Too bad you can't keep me under your desk. You'd love that wouldn't you? Massages, blowjobs, and I'd be forced to be quiet all day.
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Date: 2016-01-12 09:17 am (UTC)I rolled over and my thoughts became words and I said "oh fuck not you again" he didn't think that was too kind and asked me to leave
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Date: 2016-01-12 09:34 am (UTC)Not a fill (yet)
Date: 2016-01-12 10:42 am (UTC)RE: Not a fill (yet)
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Date: 2016-01-12 09:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-01-12 09:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-01-12 09:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-01-12 09:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-01-12 10:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-01-12 11:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-01-12 11:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-01-12 12:17 pm (UTC)He pretended his dick was a samurai sword and that he was slaying me with it is it bad I still wanted him to fuck me
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Date: 2016-01-12 12:19 pm (UTC)The main motivators in my life are my sex drive and spite
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Date: 2016-01-12 12:27 pm (UTC)At first it will make you think "how is this physically possible?" and then it will ruin an entire food group for you.
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Date: 2016-01-12 12:28 pm (UTC)Please can we have sex in this office for old times sake
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Date: 2016-01-12 12:29 pm (UTC)Wait are we really having an orgy on Tuesday?
Fill: Avengers - Coulson - Security Risk
Date: 2016-01-14 10:59 pm (UTC)Shaking his head he pushed his glasses up and rubbed his eyes before double checking the last entry on Tuesday. Sure enough, it wasn't sleep deprivation, after all. It clearly said "Orgy at Avengers Tower. Come as you are."
After blinking a couple of times he picked up the phone and dialed the number to Fury's office. When The Director picked up Coulson sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Stark has hacked the computers again, Sir."
Re: Fill: Avengers - Coulson - Security Risk
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Date: 2016-01-12 06:47 pm (UTC)Fill 1/2: Really Good Coffee, SGA, McShep
Date: 2016-01-12 08:30 pm (UTC)“Oh, it’s you.” He turned back to the monitor, only to be distracted again when Sheppard waved a cup of coffee under his nose. It didn’t smell like the usual stuff they served in the Mess, so Rodney grabbed hold of the cup with both hands and held in place to take a deeper breath.
“Where did you get this?” he asked suspiciously.
Sheppard took that as permission to slide his scrawny ass on the desk, pushing Rodney’s keyboard off to the side. “Don’t’ ask, don’t tell.”
“Oh, ha, ha. Very funny.”
Rodney took a tentative sip, and then practically chugged the rest of the coffee. He’d never tasted anything so good in his life. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
“Where did you get this, Sheppard? You have to tell me. I’ll do anything.”
Sheppard cocked an eyebrow at that, a slow grin spreading across his face. “Anything?”
He leaned back, spreading his legs even more than they were, and there was no mistaking the bulge in his cargo pants. Really, it was a poor play on Sheppard’s part. He knew very well that Rodney loved cock almost as much as he loved coffee.
“Seriously? That’s how you want to play this? You should aim a little higher.”
“Maybe you should aim a little lower,” Sheppard replied, wagging his ridiculous eyebrows.
“I’m dating a child,” Rodney said in mock disappointment.
“Not the image I want.” Sheppard wrinkled up his nose, which was absolutely not adorable.
“Okay. Blowjob for coffee. Close the door.”
Even before Rodney stopped speaking the door to his lab slid shut and the lock engaged. He had to admit that super gene came in pretty damn handy. He polished off the remainder of the coffee and licked his lips, ready to follow up with dessert.
Re: Fill 2/2: Really Good Coffee, SGA, McShep
From:Re: Fill 2/2: Really Good Coffee, SGA, McShep
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From:no subject
Date: 2016-01-12 06:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-01-12 06:51 pm (UTC)