Freedag: Kinks
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doreyg, and this is my last day hosting! I've had a hell of a lot of fun, and I definitely hope to do it again.
Today's theme, in honour of the end of the working week, is Kinks. Prompts can be any kink, which is basically anything that involves your characters having fun in a sexy context.
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 kinky examples to get the ball rolling...
+ Vampire Babylon – Chris Marie Green, Claudius/Dawn Madison, bloodplay
+ Legends of Tomorrow, Mick Rory/Ray Palmer, flameplay
+ The Flash (TV), Eobard Thawne/Barry Allen, vibrating
We are now 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.
Have fun!
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doreyg, and this is my last day hosting! I've had a hell of a lot of fun, and I definitely hope to do it again.Today's theme, in honour of the end of the working week, is Kinks. Prompts can be any kink, which is basically anything that involves your characters having fun in a sexy context.
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 kinky examples to get the ball rolling...
+ Vampire Babylon – Chris Marie Green, Claudius/Dawn Madison, bloodplay
+ Legends of Tomorrow, Mick Rory/Ray Palmer, flameplay
+ The Flash (TV), Eobard Thawne/Barry Allen, vibrating
We are now 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.
Have fun!
tag=Kinks
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Date: 2016-05-20 10:51 am (UTC)Fill: Gundam Wing, 2x4
Date: 2016-05-20 05:30 pm (UTC)Trowa, who was growling under his breath and counting his stitches because he'd dropped some and his knitting was unraveling, didn't answer.
"He's probably asleep." Heero was hunched over his laptop, trying to break into their target's mainframe.
Wufei nodded and went to return to his book, then paused, frowned. "Where's Quatre?"
"He went to talk to Duo," Trowa muttered.
Heero lifted his head, hands pausing on his keyboard. He caught Wufei's gaze. Wufei raised his eyebrows. Together, the two of them slid off the couch and crossed the den to Duo's bedroom door.
Heero tested the doorknob. The door was unlocked. With the stealth of assassins, they eased the door open, prepared for anything - Quatre and Duo fast asleep in a puppy pile, them reading books or playing chess or maybe even making out and giggling silently.
Instead, Duo was sitting cross-legged on the bed, head tipped back, eyes closed in bliss. And his hair was loose. Glorious. Brown with hints of red and gold, spilling across his back, silky and smooth. And Quatre was sitting behind him, brushing his hair, long, even strokes, over and over again. His expression was serene, meditative. Both of them were totally silent, and they were breathing in synch.
So that was what Duo's hair was really like.
And that was what it took to get him to hold still.
Heero and Wufei retreated, closing the door behind them, and returned to their own activities.
And if there was less than silent giggling later, and the bed creaking, well, it was war, and they all deserved what comfort they could find.
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Date: 2016-05-20 05:21 pm (UTC)Atlantis had vaguely better uniforms, and John appreciated the whole color coordinated thing going on for the various departments. That was helpful. One glance and John knew who was a scientist and who was a soldier.
And then the scientists - Rodney - started blurring the lines. Started wearing combat uniforms and going through the gate.
Teaching Rodney to shoot had only been minimally less frustrating than trying to teach Rodney to pilot a jumper.
Rodney finally achieving competence at shooting was torture, because then he'd been officially assigned a sidearm.
And a thigh holster to go with it.
Now, a thigh holster was a practical thing. John could be standing in a relaxed pose, hands at his sides, and his gun was right there. Pretty much every soldier had them, because it was only common sense.
Rodney on a good day was highly distracting, with his bright blue eyes and mobile expressions and quick, fluttering hands when he was trying to explain something complex.
Rodney all sleek in a black combat uniform with a thigh holster was downright disastrous for John's concentration. Because he wanted to press Rodney against the nearest wall, drop to his knees, and run his hands up those solid, muscular thighs. Wanted to lean in and nuzzle and hear Rodney moan and -
"Rodney, dammit, no! Safety first!" Ford yelped. "Treat it like it's loaded, remember? Don't go pointing it at people."
John sighed. "You just barely got assigned that thing. Do we have to take it away already?"
Rodney, carefully keeping his pistol aimed away from every human in the room, slid it back into its holster. "Sorry. I just - drawing this thing is impossible. How do you do it quickly in an emergency?"
"Practice," Ford said.
Rodney sighed. "John, can you show me?"
John drew his pistol in one quick, smooth motion.
Rodney rolled his eyes. "That's not helpful. Come over here and show me how to do it with mine."
John started toward him, then realized. Pressed up behind Rodney. Arms around him. Hand on his thigh.
"Nope. Sorry. Got commander-y things to do. Besides, I helped you learn to shoot the thing. Ford, you're up."
Ford's mutinous glare was less than respectful, but he said, "Yes, sir," and moved to stand beside Rodney.
And if John had to pause by his quarters for a few deep breaths - and other stress relief - before he continued on to the military command office, no one knew but him.
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