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Wednesday: Dreams

Apr 22, 2009 00:30

Today's theme is dreams. What do your favorite characters or actors dream about? Each other? Could be angsty dreaming about a lost loved one, or could be total crack dreaming about flying girl scout cookies. Or a fluffy daydream. Or maybe a prophetic dream. Or a scary nightmare. Anything that floats your boat.

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aurilly April 22 2009, 04:37:20 UTC

Heroes, Sylar/Mohinder, second chances

Heroes, Sylar/Mohinder, second chances megmatthews20 April 22 2009, 07:44:08 UTC

Every Single Time Tonight was the last time Sylar would step into Mohinder’s room as the man slept. It was the last time Sylar would close his eyes and concentrate, stepping out of the physical world and into Mohinder’s unconscious mind ( ... )

Re: Heroes, Sylar/Mohinder, second chances daria234 April 23 2009, 00:01:54 UTC

Liked this so much! Like that the last line has both doubt and hope. Good one!

Re: Heroes, Sylar/Mohinder, second chances aurilly April 23 2009, 03:52:07 UTC

This is just perfect! The ending totally made my wibble. Thank you, darling. <3

aurilly April 22 2009, 04:38:39 UTC

Heroes, Mohinder/Elle, "I'm entirely too old for this"

aurilly April 30 2009, 01:25:41 UTC

Here is an excerpt. The entire fic is hereStreaks of blue lightening streaked down his chest, cutting his shirt open in a jagged line along the left side of the buttons and leaving the ragged edges singed. Mohinder didn’t know if he was suddenly invincible or if Elle was just that precise. It didn’t matter, though, because soon she was almost at the bottom, and Mohinder simply finished the job for her, tearing the last bit of fabric himself. As soon as he had shed it, Mohinder drew an outline around her head on the motel room wall against which she was pressed. He reached forward to remove her shirt, as well. Mohinder grabbed the gap between two buttons, one side in each hand, and prepared to rip the offending garment off her. But soft hands rested on his own and stopped him ( ... )

utterlystrange April 22 2009, 04:47:13 UTC

NCIS, Abby/Kate, chances

NCIS, Abby/Kate, chances donutsweeper May 4 2009, 19:33:52 UTC

They'd thought they'd have more time. Opportunities came and went without a second thought. Dates cancelled due to cases. The trip to the spa that they had to reschedule. The job came first, it had to; they'd never even considered that it shouldn't.

So, they'd steal time together when they could. A kiss here, a quickie in the storage closet there. They were both careful, not wanting to chance being caught or that someone might make a complaint. They both had too much to lose.

Until they lost everything anyway. Kate was dead. And Abby wished they'd taken more chances.

utterlystrange April 22 2009, 04:47:41 UTC

NCIS, Gibbs/DiNozzo, leather

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shayasar April 22 2009, 15:13:34 UTC

ggnnhhgnnghnn :)

utterlystrange April 22 2009, 16:20:45 UTC

Goddamn, this is amazing. Thank you so much!

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utterlystrange April 22 2009, 04:48:16 UTC

NCIS, Palmer/Gibbs, nervous

Nervous, Gibbs/Palmer, NC-17 pipisafoat May 5 2009, 01:21:17 UTC

He locked the bathroom door behind him and slumped against it, unsteady fingers fumbling with the front of his pants. Finally, finally, he pulled himself and wrapped his fist around his aching erection.

"Palmer."

Jimmy spun around. "Agent Gibbs! Doctor Mallard is at lunch right now, but he, uh, left a folder... somewhere... oh, no... maybe it's on his desk... I don't..."

"Don't hurt yourself," Gibbs said, going to Ducky's desk and finding the folder for himself.

"Yes, sir. I don't. I mean, I won't, sir."

Gibbs paused in the door. "Don't sir me, and stop being so nervous. You've been here almost five years now and you're still pissing yourself when I walk in the room. Get over it or you'll never be my ME."

He rubbed his thumb over the tip of his dick, moaning and sliding to the floor. Gibbs' ME... He squeezed just under the head of his cock and muffled his yell with his other hand, head thumping back against the door. Christ. Not that he wanted Ducky to leave, but if that job became his...

Gibbs thrust into Jimmy. "Do continue, ( ... )

Re: Nervous, Gibbs/Palmer, NC-17 utterlystrange May 5 2009, 01:28:28 UTC

Oh my god this is amazing thank you SO MUCH. ESPECIALLY THE LAST LINE <3

Re: Nervous, Gibbs/Palmer, NC-17 pipisafoat May 5 2009, 01:30:54 UTC

Wow, what a reception! Glad you liked it so much! (As for the last line, I couldn't resist. It could mean so many things!)

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