Friday Free For All --

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Happy 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.

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[spilled-notes.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Dean/Cas & Sam/Lucifer, family dinner

[ryuutchi.livejournal.com]

DCU, Tim Drake/Match (Superboy's clone), what happened Match after Jericho left his body

[ryuutchi.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Jo & Ellen, the Harvelle name is almost as feared as the Winchesters

[ryuutchi.livejournal.com]

Marvel, Billy/Teddy/Anole, Billy has a thing for green boys

[ryuutchi.livejournal.com]

Naruto Shippuden, Naruto/Sasuke, genderfuck

[ziplocless.livejournal.com]

RPS, Christian Kane/Marc Blucas, desperate

[ziplocless.livejournal.com]

Leverage, Nate/Eliot, you never cease to amaze me

You never cease to amaze me, Leverage, Nate/Eliot

[entropynchaos.livejournal.com]

Nate Ford's a pragmatic man. He believes in having all the details, covering every angle. It's what makes Eliot so fascinating, so frustrating.

It seems like the longer Nate knows Eliot, the more Eliot lets Nate find out and, yes, Nate did chase Eliot for nearly six months across Europe and Asia, but that's not the same as knowing someone.

Like the cooking thing. And the riding horses bareback thing. And the chess thing - 'cause Eliot had sat Nate down after that job and thrashed him at chess three times and using moves Nate had never even heard about before Nate promised not to underestimate Eliot again.

It's hard, though, when Eliot presents this hard, muscle-man image to the world and keeps his quick mind locked away.

And then Eliot can flip and charm information out of anyone or calm a little kid down or prepare and cook a full dinner for all of them when they're all exhausted and Eliot himself has a cast on one arm and is nearly falling asleep where he stands but they need something proper to eat and Eliot won't let them go to bed on an empty stomach or on junk food the night after a big job.

Or he'll come to Nate late one night and stand in front of him and tell Nate just how, exactly, Eliot feels about him, like he's doing right now. It stuns Nate to silence and Eliot's turning to go with a shrug as if it doesn't matter if Nate doesn't feel the same, when Nate reaches and pulls him back, leaning in to brush a kiss over Eliot's mouth before pulling back in time to see the relief visible so obviously in Eliot's eyes.

So when Nate tells Eliot that he never ceases to amaze him, Nate means it...and he hopes that Eliot never does.

[besottedly.livejournal.com]

SGU/SGA, Eli/Rodney, "You're supposed to be the younger and more improved version of me?"

[badfalcon.livejournal.com]

RPS, Christian Kane/Author's Choice, blue eyes crying in the rain

[badfalcon.livejournal.com]

RPS, Steve Carlson/Author's Choice, blue eyes crying in the rain

[ravensword.livejournal.com]

He's alone now.

Everyone else has gone.

His heart stops if he thinks about that too much, about how true it is.

He's alone now.

He's cold and drenched and the rain is still coming down as he stands there. The sky darkens around him, but he can't leave. He's got nothing left to go home to.

Everything he ever was is here. Everything he ever wanted, needed...consigned to the cold, dark ground.

He is alone now.

[spilled-notes.livejournal.com]

Chuck/White Collar, Bryce!Neal, he'd really only ever had one best friend

For years I told this story all wrong - PG, onesided Bryce/Chuck

[tigriswolf]

It shocked everyone back home when that pretty little trailer slut made it into Stanford. His grades were subpar, except for math, but he tested exceptionally well. And if a few changes were made to various records, no one really needed to know, right?

Bryce Larkin changed everything about himself when he went to Stanford, including his name. Bryce Larkin didn’t exist before Stanford, and he wouldn’t exist after. And he really only regretted one thing about the whole CIA/Fulcrum/ Ring business, and that was leaving Chuck behind.

Chuck liked Bryce for his geekiness and his smarts and the self-defense lessons that Chuck never mastered at all and that Bryce taught himself Klingon simply because Chuck wanted a thing just for them.

And then Bryce stabbed Chuck in the back, for his own good, though Chuck didn’t know it at the time.

But Stanford is gone, and Bryce Larkin is dead, and Neal Caffrey only served a year of his time, though records will say otherwise. Maintaining two lives parallel to each other is supremely difficult, and without Kate’s help he couldn’t have done it. He really did love her, but he also used to wish, while holding her or kissing her or planning with her, that she was taller and stronger and spoke Klingon.

And now that he’s Neal Caffrey full time—unless told otherwise by the FBI—he has Peter. And he could come to love Peter, given time.

But Peter will never be Chuck.

[spilled-notes.livejournal.com]

Criminal Minds, Rossi, sweet whiskey and cigars

[myfloralbonnet.livejournal.com]

Merlin, Gwen & Merlin, "...Being enchanted, its floor was not like the floor of the Forest, gorse and bracken and heather, but close-set grass, quiet and smooth and green. It was the only place in the Forest where you could sit down carelessly, without getting up again almost at once and looking for somewhere else. Sitting there they could see the whole world spread out until it reached the sky..."

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Gossip Girl, Dan/Blair, Baby pick a night, to come out and play.

[karahalliwell.livejournal.com]

Vampire Diaries, Damon/Bonnie, Living in sin.

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"Honey, I'm home!"

Bonnie winced as Elena turned to her with a dawning look of horror, and Damon strode into the kitchen. He gave Bonnie a peck on the lips, before spinning toward Elena with his patented surprised-but-not look. "Elena? When did you get here?"

Bonnie glared at him. "Don't try to pretend you didn't hear her before you walked in the building."

Damon looked wounded. "I would never eavesdrop on you, dear."

At that, Elena seemed to shake out of whatever daze she'd fallen into. "Bonnie, can I talk to you for a second?"

Bonnie sighed and followed Elena, but turned around halfway to mouth, "hate you" back at Damon. He just smirked at her.

He was so going to pay for this. She'd think of something appropriate. It wasn't like she wanted not to tell Elena, but... okay, she'd wanted not to tell Elena.

Bonnie barely had the door closed before Elena half-shrieked, "Are you out of your mind?"

"Believe me, I ask myself the same thing every day," she answered, eyeing the door that was worth less than nothing for keeping him from overhearing. That was so the next power she needed to master.

"So... why?" Elena looked more than a little bewildered.

Bonnie sighed. "I know it sounds cliche, but in this case, it's actually true. When he's with me, he's different."

When Elena gave her a "pull the other one" look, she continued, "Really, Elena. I know how it sounds, trust me."

After a moment, Elena nodded. "So, basically, you're letting him use you so he'll be on his best behavior?"

"No one uses me," Bonnie said, giving Elena a significant look. "Nothing happens that I don't want to happen."

It was Elena's turn to sigh. "Okay, fine, but... Damon?"

Bonnie reached out and squeezed her friend's arm. "He tried to kill me once, remember? If I can be okay with this..."

Elena sighed, still looking disturbed. "I guess."

"Besides," Bonnie said, letting herself smirk, "you and I both know there are definite perks to dating a vampire."

Elena was obviously fighting it, but she finally smiled back. "Okay, you got me there."

Bonnie grinned back, then sobered. "We okay?"

Elena gave her a considering look. "Do I have to be nice to him?"

Bonnie rolled her eyes, and in lieu of an answer, opened the door and tugged Elena back to the kitchen.

"Done debating my continued existence?" Damon asked, rolling his eyes.

"For now," Elena responded.

Bonnie sighed. She didn't think this visit could possibly get any more uncomfortable.

"What if I cook you ladies dinner to make up for my earlier rudeness?"

"Okay, you can't tell me that's not creepy," Elena muttered, leaning over to Bonnie.

Damon turned around as he opened the fridge, and winked at Elena.

Elena gave Bonnie a look. Bonnie just shook her head helplessly. Obviously, she'd been wrong.

[psychedelicammo.livejournal.com]

Star Trek, Kirk/fem!Spock, "Nobody puts Baby in the corner."

[myfloralbonnet.livejournal.com]

Firefly, Zoe & Mal, stories of Earth-that-was

[myfloralbonnet.livejournal.com]

Sanctuary, The Five (Helen Magnus, John Druitt, Nikola Tesla, Nigel Griffin, James Watson), Helen never found the Source Blood

[icrashcars.livejournal.com]

RPS, Hugh Jackman/Taylor Kitsch, Kate and Leopold!verse - Stuart is Liev, Leopold is Hugh, and Kate is Taylor (as Liev's ex or just his friend).

[darthbatgirl.livejournal.com]

DCU, Roy/Tim, breath taking kisses

[darthbatgirl.livejournal.com]

DCU, Roy/Tim, new games to play

[darthbatgirl.livejournal.com]

DCU, Lex/Tim, feeding by hand

[me-ya-ri.livejournal.com]

Tim shivered, staring at the bite of food held in Lex's fingers.

Lex smirked at him, waiting patiently for Tim to take the morsel. Tim's stomach rumbled at him. He'd spent the night fucking Lex. That had been bliss after their play in the office. His back and butt both ached. Tim was pretty sure that he was bruised but they were bruises that he liked. They told him that Lex had enjoyed himself, that he cared about Tim.

He'd gotten up an hour early to practice with Mercy. She had been a surprise. Tim hadn't thought that he'd meet anyone who was as fast and deadly as Lady Shiva but Mercy could probably give her a serious run for her money. She had a very different fighting style so Tim had worked harder than usual to keep from being pounded into the ground. He thought training with Mercy was going to do terrific things for his skills, once he got over the bruises she'd added to his body.

Then it was time to shower, and instead of getting dressed Lex had brought him leather cuffs to wear on his ankles and wrists. Tim had put them on, trembling with arousal. There was only one chair at the breakfast table once they got there. A large soft cushion sat next to Lex's chair.

Tim's cock had been weeping precum by the time Lex bound his wrists and ankles together. He'd eaten calmly, listening to Tim's stomach rumbling. The smirk had widened as Tim squirmed, hungry and sore.

"Open up," Lex said. "This is all the breakfast you get, Little Bird. If it doesn't come from my hand this morning you aren't getting it."

"Lex…" Tim hissed.

It was humiliating. Tim looked at the food but he couldn't do it. He couldn't open his mouth and let Lex feed him like a baby. Lex cocked his head at Tim, raising an eyebrow. Tim blushed, ducking his head. He knew that look. Even though it had only been a few days he already knew that look.

"Little Bird, you need to trust me," Lex said. He set the bite of food on the plate, out of Tim's line of sight. "I know what you can and cannot do. I know what you're capable of. You chose to come here and be with me. You need to trust me. You need to let me take care of you."

"I can eat on my own," Tim pouted.

"I suppose I could put the plate on the floor and let you eat that way," Lex said. His smirk widened as he considered it. "That delectable ass would be waving in the air for me to touch however I wanted. It would be rather messy though."

Tim's skin tingled as he blushed so violently that he got a little light-headed. While eating from Lex's hand made him feel horrible and weak, eating off of the floor strangely turned him on, especially if Lex played with him while he did it.

"I-I'd do that," Tim murmured, looking up at Lex hopefully. "I'd enjoy that. A lot."

"And I would enjoy feeling those luscious lips licking my fingers clean after eat bite," Lex murmured. He ran his thumb over Tim's lips. "I adore this mouth, Tim. It's a delight getting to touch it, to touch you. Let me feed you. Let my fingers explore that sweet mouth and give you new delights."

Tim whimpered, shaking. The way Lex said it made it sound so much better but the core discomfort remained. Tim's stomach rumbled so loudly that Lex laughed out loud. He offered the bite of food again. Tim hesitated for a long moment before opening his mouth for Lex. Lex rumbled as he slipped the bite of food into Tim's mouth. Tim licked his fingers clean, chewed and swallowed. Lex patiently fed Tim his breakfast. By the time Tim's stomach was full he barely had time to have a quick fuck with Lex before he had to dress and hurry to school.

Tim tried to settle back into his everyday routine once there but that central uncomfortable feeling about the feeding thing stayed with him. By the time lunch rolled around Tim had convinced himself that it was all right. Lex liked it. Tim could learn to like it too, for Lex.

[moontyger.livejournal.com]

Castle, Castle/Ryan/Esposito, practical jokes

[raapsteeltje.livejournal.com]

Sometimes, Beckett felt like a goddamn babysitter around here.
And it had only gotten worse when a certain Mr. Castle had started following her around everywhere she went.
It was driving her insane and she hadn't even made it through the first month yet.
Normally, Ryan and Esposito would know when to shut up. Sure, they would joke around, prank each other, but it wasn't so bad that she had the urge to strangle them. Well, not very often.
But with the addition of Richard Castle, the pranks had gotten out of control. Even worse, they started involving her. And unlike her collegues, Castle did /not/ know when to stop.
So when she saw the mistletoe above her desk - and Castle sitting proudly underneath it - she was about to explode. Ryan and Esposito quickly made their way out, but the writer stayed on her chair. Good. She would skin him alive.
'What the hell do you think you're doing, Castle?'
'What does it look like, Detective?'
Her hand was itching to hit him.
'I think you're trying to get me to agree to being one of your conquests again.'
'Actually, you're wrong about that.'
He raised one of his arms, the other stayed on the chair.
'You see, those two,' he gestured to the silhouettes snickering just outside of the office, 'handcuffed me to your chair and put the mistletoe above me. It's not my fault. Honestly, Becks.'
She saw the glistening of metal around his wrist and decided to believe him this time.
'Okay, I think you're telling the truth.'
She turned around and walked away. Castle protested.
'Aren't you going to release me?'
'No, not really, Castle. It's nice and quiet like this, actually. I think I like it. I'll get back at you in, I don't know, an hour or so.'
'But Beckett!'
'Later, Castle.'
Sometimes, she could kiss her collegues.

[moontyger.livejournal.com]

Weiss Kreuz, Weiss, Saiyuki fusion

[voksen.livejournal.com]

Yohji can't remember who saved him or what happened or even who he is, beyond the name sewed neatly into the back of his underpants. All he knows is he woke up alone and hurting like hell in the middle of a half-burned clearing, limiter cuffs locked onto his wrists, and the world gone crazy around him.

After a while, he gives up looking for someone to pick the locks; for one, he can't find anyone who can, not for the exactly nothing he has to offer; for two, well... it doesn't take him long to figure out that every single youkai he meets has gone completely fucking bonkers - every one without limiters, that is.

He wanders for a while, trying to find out anything about himself, his past, or what's going on with the youkai, but he gets nowhere for the longest time. Finally, months later, he hears about Genjyo Sanzo, who's going west for some reason or another that no one can agree on: but what everyone does know is that where the Sanzo goes, youkai are.

It sounds dangerous, but Yohji doesn't care, so long as he can get some answers.

[mzmtiger.livejournal.com]

Glee, Kurt and his dad (Kurt/Mercedes), Burt's not really sure how to feel when his son tells him he might just be in love with a girl