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comment_ficHappy Friday everyone!
You know what friday means! It's free for all day. Any pairing, fandom, any anything.
Crazy crack, hot steamy threesomes, complete au, playful pranks, parties, fights, fight sex, dreams, bars, board rooms, restaurants, motel rooms, daydreams, falling down, getting up, werewolves, vampires, witches, costumes, babies....you name it, it goes here!
Please to be remembering the rules. No more than five prompts in a row (give others a chance to prompt too), no more than 3 per fandom. You can always come back and prompt more after yours have been answered.
Please remember to be kind to you code monkeys (who work hard at a job that is time consuming) and code your prompts properly (fandom, pairing, prompt).
Examples:
Supernatural, Sam/Dean, fleas
Numb3rs, Charlie/Colby, sweet and sour
SGA/Leverage, Ronon/Eliot, "who's side are you on?"
As always, if nothing here strikes your fancy, head on over to the delicious archives and find you something yummy to chew on.
Have fun y'all.
You know what friday means! It's free for all day. Any pairing, fandom, any anything.
Crazy crack, hot steamy threesomes, complete au, playful pranks, parties, fights, fight sex, dreams, bars, board rooms, restaurants, motel rooms, daydreams, falling down, getting up, werewolves, vampires, witches, costumes, babies....you name it, it goes here!
Please to be remembering the rules. No more than five prompts in a row (give others a chance to prompt too), no more than 3 per fandom. You can always come back and prompt more after yours have been answered.
Please remember to be kind to you code monkeys (who work hard at a job that is time consuming) and code your prompts properly (fandom, pairing, prompt).
Examples:
Supernatural, Sam/Dean, fleas
Numb3rs, Charlie/Colby, sweet and sour
SGA/Leverage, Ronon/Eliot, "who's side are you on?"
As always, if nothing here strikes your fancy, head on over to the delicious archives and find you something yummy to chew on.
Have fun y'all.
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Date: 2009-11-13 04:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-13 04:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-12-17 04:19 am (UTC)"Ow!" he snapped tiredly, rubbing his side. "Dammit, Jason, it's freezing out here, and you've got most of the blanket."
"So what? You shoulda' planned better."
"It's not like I knew we were gonna have a cold snap tonight. It was supposed to be almost seventy," he finished with an exhausted yawn.
Turning over with a huff, Jason wrapped his arms around Tim and pulled him closer beneath the blanket. "Well, if you don't like it, go get that other blanket from the bike. Otherwise shut up and go to sleep. It was your idea to camp out, anyway."
Unable to argue with Jason's points, and finally getting warm enough in his arms to just not care, Tim gave up. "Fine. But don't... expect me... to..." And fatigue dragged the rest of his comment down into slumber.
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Date: 2009-11-13 04:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-13 04:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-13 04:59 pm (UTC)...meta-y prompt is meta-y, but you can get make it funny, so I'm less bitter. >>;;
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Date: 2009-12-17 04:01 am (UTC)"...so, here I am. Could use a little help with bail."
"You want to tell me why you're in jail. Again?" he snapped, harder than he intended.
Jay just chuckled. "Bar fight. Good one, too."
"And this wasn't related to any cases?"
"Nope. Not a one."
"And no one landed in the hospital thanks to you?" God, if only...
"Ha. I wish. Bastards woulda' had it coming."
Tim sighed, thankful for at least that small miracle. "All right, I'll be there in twenty, fifteen if you're lucky." And he flipped his phone shut, stowing it in a pocket as he turned to head for the nearest safe house and find appropriate clothing. Wouldn't do to be bailing him out as Robin, after all, even if a large part of him wanted to, really bad.
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Date: 2009-11-13 05:05 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2009-11-13 09:35 pm (UTC)The more he thinks about it, the more annoying their behavior is, so for the hell of it, Hardison starts slipping additional information into the briefings. At first, he throws in a name or two on a document he brings up on screen – he knows no one takes the time to read them. Then he moves on to including sentences like “Sophie smells nice” in a deposition or “Eliot does yoga” on a bank statement. Next he starts Photoshopping the team into background photos. He’s really proud of how he included Parker in one of their target’s class reunion photo and how he managed to insert Nate into one crowded street scene in three different spots.
But Hardison knew he went too far when he put together a “family” photo of the crew and inserted it in the briefing. Nate pointed it out immediately and the shit hit the fan. Eliot grumbled about having his picture taken, Parker wanted to know why Hardison chose a picture of her in a dress, and Sophie cooed that it was sweet and she wanted a copy for herself. Hardison just grinned and agreed to make one for her; why the hell not?
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Date: 2009-11-13 05:09 pm (UTC)The shame that sent me off from the God that I once loved
Was the same that sent me into your arms - Mumford & Sons, Winter Winds
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Date: 2009-11-13 05:36 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2009-11-13 05:55 pm (UTC)If/how her opinions of people change, or her take on the events themselves...
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Date: 2009-11-13 05:56 pm (UTC)John knows something's going on & Bobby's oblivious, X-men, Logan/Remy
Date: 2009-11-21 10:31 am (UTC)“Logan and LeBeau?”
“Yup. I mean, look,” Bobby says, discretely (or as discretely as Bobby ever gets) pointing out the two men over the other side of the room. “He sits closer to Gambit than he ever does with Rogue, and he likes Rogue.”
“Uh-huh.”
“And they sit and talk and drink for hours. And Logan’s always making Gambit go out to play pool at Harry’s or whatever. Which is weird. I mean, we have a pool table here. That’s weird, right?”
“Sure.”
(It should probably be mentioned that John actually thinks it’s more Logan and LeBeau going on dates rather than a desperate need to play pool four times a week.)
“So, are they friends then? ‘Cause I saw them fighting in the Danger Room the other day, and Logan had Gambit pinned and he looked like he was going to bite Gambit’s head off or something.”
“Uh-huh.”
And, seriously? John rolls his eyes again and wishes – again – that Bobby would just get a clue already. John’s getting impatient – he’s a seventeen-year-old boy, for crying out loud! – and if he’s going to jump Bobby (and it looks like he’s going to have to if he wants to get anywhere at all), then he’d like Bobby to have a vague idea as to why John’s jumping him.
He’s tempted to go find Jubes and Kitty – they always have a secret stash of junk food that they let him drown his sorrows in and they’re right as well. Boys are stupid.
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Date: 2009-11-13 05:57 pm (UTC)Pragmatism [Xmen, Remy +John]
Date: 2009-12-18 12:05 am (UTC)Instead they stand on their hill, smoke, and watch as the less pragmatic members of Magneto and Xavier's forces battle it out. Logan and Victor will no doubt join them soon as it looks like their brotherly spat has come to its inevitable end.
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Date: 2009-11-13 06:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-16 04:09 am (UTC)Parker didn't cry.
But then, there was a time when Eliot might have told you that she didn't moan when you touch her just right in this little spot under her left nipple, or giggle like a child when you come back from somewhere with an unexpected gift. There was a time when he wouldn't have believed Parker was capable of love, and some days he still doesn't...because he's pretty damn sure he isn't either, which means that whatever this is between them, it wasn't that.
But sometimes when she's with him, she's vulnerable and she lets down the walls that protect her and lets him see who she is.
Those are the nights when the case was bad, when one or the other of them is hurt, when they fuck with the lights on and looking in each others eyes, just to make sure they're both still alive.
Those are the nights when he curls around her instead of going home, when he holds her as if this were more than...whatever this is.
Those are the nights when he hears it. She cries softly into the pillow in the dark...and he pretends he never notices.
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Date: 2009-11-13 06:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-13 06:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-12-19 11:58 pm (UTC)---
Whitelighters are pacifists. John laughs at that when They tell him, and laughs again when he’s bare handedly wrestling with a demon and winning.
They give him charges and he defends and leads them well, but he always strays away and follows his boys.
They tell him not to, and he tells Them to shove it up Their asses.
Castiel doesn’t say anything when John is near, leaves him be, and John does the same.
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Date: 2009-11-13 06:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-17 07:20 am (UTC)---
He loves deadlines and timeframes. When a mark gives him one or when the team does; he loves the rush of moments wandering past. His fingers giving the keys patterns to fulfill, sequences to be forged, he loves beating the seconds he’s given, doing more with less.
He’s always aware of the march of time, is soothed to sleep by its rhythm.
Sometimes, only sometimes, right before he’s about to sleep, in the twilight of his mind, he knows why.
But then he sleeps and dreams of blond hair and neurotic tendencies. He wakes up to chasing those dreams and forgets, until the next time.
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Date: 2009-11-13 06:41 pm (UTC)Supernatural | Chuck | 'Tis the Season
Date: 2009-12-26 04:54 am (UTC)Chuck... Decides this is one of those things he's probably not going to ask about, although it hits him on his way back downstairs.
Right. That thing.
He silently bids his sex life goodbye for the next month and plops down in front of his computer, glaring at the word processor as if it's done him a great injustice- all this work and he can't even get paid for it. It's not even that satisfying- at least Becky actually gets devoted fans worshiping those... Weird, vaguely creepy stories about Dean and Sam and... Yeah.
Unless...
He takes note of the calendar on the wall, takes note of the computer, and then wonders if it's cheating if a Prophet competes in NaNoWriMo.
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Date: 2009-11-13 06:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-13 06:54 pm (UTC)what makes a good Bat?
Date: 2009-12-02 09:01 am (UTC)“How’s he doing Alfred?”
The old servant glanced up from where he was sitting at Damian’s side. “He regained conscious about an hour ago but I had to sedate him again.”
“That bad?” Dick’s sigh was ragged and tight. “I shouldn’t have let him go out on his own.”
Alfred raised a sardonic eyebrow. “Do you honestly think you could have stopped him Master Dick?”
Dick eyed him sideways. “Maybe not but I should have tried.”
Alfred sighed ruefully, pulling himself to his feet. “He is Master Bruce’s son and as stubborn as the man himself. Master Damian must learn by making his own mistakes, just as his father did. And you must let him.”
Dick settled himself in the seat at Damian’s side. “Doesn’t stop me from worrying.”
“Nor should it Master Dick.” Alfred intoned, patting Dick on the shoulder with fatherly concern. “Nor should it.”
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Date: 2009-11-13 06:58 pm (UTC)