JJverse/Whedonland/Cwland challenge dump....
Twitter Challenge - JJverse
@captainsexy Damit Jim, I’m a Doctor not a negotiator. What the fuck do I do, Spock's with you and yes I am wearing pants right now you ass.
@southrendoctor You'll figure it out Bones, you always do. Besides they are extremely interested in Spock's cock, wish you were here to see
@sb Someday you will have to explain why you never actually hit me when you shoot at me my dear. This isn't Duck Hunt my dear, I shoot back.
@sexyanddeadly Sark? You have a Twitter? And you played Duck Hunt? My impression of you has to change radically now and I hit what I want to
Death Challenge - Whedonland
Synder looks up at the Mayor; chaos - disorder mill around what was an event he planned with military precision. "You're on my campus buddy!" He shouts at the Mayor. He falters when the Mayor looks down at him, but this is HIS campus, his students and his school and by God he will have order. "And when I say I want quiet, I want…" The Mayor lunges down toward him, his gaping maw coming closer and closer but he refuses to falter. He feels the fetid hot breath on his body and thinks maybe this time he should have ran.
What's come to Challenge - CWLand(no longer a member)
Asleep, yet hyper-aware of his body darkness pulled him down, down, down. Lead lined lungs struggled for air, he wanted to open his eyes…he could hear Elena screaming but they refused to budge.
Down, down, down the darkness became relentless, throbbing around him like a living thing. Warm, welcoming…hungry…
Jeremy jerked awake, sitting up abruptly. He could hear Elena frantically calling his name, he could smell blood. It permeated every molecule of the air he was breathing. He rushed through the door and down the stairs even though he already knew he would find his Uncle John was bleeding out.
Elena looked at him, her terror a palpable thing as she tried to apply pressure while receiving instructions from 911. He knelt next to his Uncle, overwhelmed by the smell.
He reached out, pressed his hands over his sister’s just before she moved away. Elena babbled into the phone about needing more towels. Jeremy looked down at the blood soaked towels, his coated hands and could feel the hunger boiling beneath his skin. It crawled, writhed and curled around inside him.
He’d never wanted anything so desperately and it was right there like a gift. He leaned down, his uncle’s breathing was shallow, and his eyes fluttering restlessly under pale lids it would be so easy. Jeremy closed his eyes, took a deep breath and just like earlier in the evening he made a choice.
Picture Prompt #9
“My God, Jim I told you alien hooch was bad for your dick.” Bones recoiled in horror even as his mind stumbled around how to treat his best friend and former occasional lover. There was no way in hell, or any place else Jim was coming near him with that…thing again.
“Aw, Bones…”Jim whined, “It wasn’t hooch and I don’t think it’s an STD.”
“Well I sure as fuck hope not, I’ve never seen an - wait” Jim’s statement sunk in. “Well who in the hell was it?”
Jim ran his finger under his collar and looked away. He turned back, flashed him a winning grin, “Spock and I were sparring, he’s still kinda pissed at me and well…you know how I love angry sex.”
“Jesus, Mary, and Josef…you’re having an allergic reaction to his Vulcan metabolism.” Bones twisted the hypo and stabbed Jim in the neck with it.
“Ow…” Jim winced.
“Oh, quit your bitching and keep your dick in your pants Jim.” Bones shook his head and pulled a different hypo from the drawers next to the bio bed. He twisted it and stabbed Jim in the thigh this time. “You’ll be lucky Uhura doesn’t slice it off and hang it on her wall like some kind of fucking trophy.”
Jim flinched again, “OW, and she was there, watched the whole thing.” Jim leered as he continued, “They are way kinkier than they look.”
“For fuck’s sake…”Bones grabbed another hypo and once again stabbed him. This time Jim’s eyes rolled back in his head and he slumped back against the bio bed. Bones stared down at his Captain, best friend and erstwhile lover for a moment fondly. “Kinky, huh?” He stroked his chin and wondered if the pair was up for a foursome.
Love Letters(Romantic) - JJVerse (one pairing of choice/one assigned)
Bones you know I was never good with words; I’ve always been more of the show rather than tell kinda guy. I’d like to think that I’ve managed to show you how important you are to me, to my very existence before now. But some days I wasn’t so sure. Some days I know I missed the mark. Those were the days you were convinced my life meant nothing to me, that you meant nothing to me, because I was on your table depending on you, as always, to put me back together. So this is for you, to hang on to for as long as you need it. I love you Bones. I’m just sorry that I can’t be here to tell you in person. You always tell me I’m a damned fool, well Bones it takes one to know one. I know how I would feel if I were reading this. So I am telling you now I always knew this would happen, don’t blame yourself. I was never meant to say goodbye to you because you’re stronger than me, always have been and always will be. So do me a favor, try to be happy. I’ll see you when I see you.
Love,
Jim
Hikaru
This was something I never expected. Hell, you were even more of a snot nose kid than Jim was when we met. I sure as hell never thought you would be anything other than another crew member turned friend. And I was damn sure I would never want to be with someone as much as I did Jocelyn but God Damn it you suck up on me.
Now Joanna is after me to make an honest man of you. In her words, ‘four years is a damn long time to date so marry him already and bring him home for me to meet’. So what do you say? Think you can handle the McCoy’s for the long haul?
Leonard
@captainsexy Damit Jim, I’m a Doctor not a negotiator. What the fuck do I do, Spock's with you and yes I am wearing pants right now you ass.
@southrendoctor You'll figure it out Bones, you always do. Besides they are extremely interested in Spock's cock, wish you were here to see
@sb Someday you will have to explain why you never actually hit me when you shoot at me my dear. This isn't Duck Hunt my dear, I shoot back.
@sexyanddeadly Sark? You have a Twitter? And you played Duck Hunt? My impression of you has to change radically now and I hit what I want to
Death Challenge - Whedonland
Synder looks up at the Mayor; chaos - disorder mill around what was an event he planned with military precision. "You're on my campus buddy!" He shouts at the Mayor. He falters when the Mayor looks down at him, but this is HIS campus, his students and his school and by God he will have order. "And when I say I want quiet, I want…" The Mayor lunges down toward him, his gaping maw coming closer and closer but he refuses to falter. He feels the fetid hot breath on his body and thinks maybe this time he should have ran.
What's come to Challenge - CWLand(no longer a member)
Asleep, yet hyper-aware of his body darkness pulled him down, down, down. Lead lined lungs struggled for air, he wanted to open his eyes…he could hear Elena screaming but they refused to budge.
Down, down, down the darkness became relentless, throbbing around him like a living thing. Warm, welcoming…hungry…
Jeremy jerked awake, sitting up abruptly. He could hear Elena frantically calling his name, he could smell blood. It permeated every molecule of the air he was breathing. He rushed through the door and down the stairs even though he already knew he would find his Uncle John was bleeding out.
Elena looked at him, her terror a palpable thing as she tried to apply pressure while receiving instructions from 911. He knelt next to his Uncle, overwhelmed by the smell.
He reached out, pressed his hands over his sister’s just before she moved away. Elena babbled into the phone about needing more towels. Jeremy looked down at the blood soaked towels, his coated hands and could feel the hunger boiling beneath his skin. It crawled, writhed and curled around inside him.
He’d never wanted anything so desperately and it was right there like a gift. He leaned down, his uncle’s breathing was shallow, and his eyes fluttering restlessly under pale lids it would be so easy. Jeremy closed his eyes, took a deep breath and just like earlier in the evening he made a choice.
Picture Prompt #9
“My God, Jim I told you alien hooch was bad for your dick.” Bones recoiled in horror even as his mind stumbled around how to treat his best friend and former occasional lover. There was no way in hell, or any place else Jim was coming near him with that…thing again.
“Aw, Bones…”Jim whined, “It wasn’t hooch and I don’t think it’s an STD.”
“Well I sure as fuck hope not, I’ve never seen an - wait” Jim’s statement sunk in. “Well who in the hell was it?”
Jim ran his finger under his collar and looked away. He turned back, flashed him a winning grin, “Spock and I were sparring, he’s still kinda pissed at me and well…you know how I love angry sex.”
“Jesus, Mary, and Josef…you’re having an allergic reaction to his Vulcan metabolism.” Bones twisted the hypo and stabbed Jim in the neck with it.
“Ow…” Jim winced.
“Oh, quit your bitching and keep your dick in your pants Jim.” Bones shook his head and pulled a different hypo from the drawers next to the bio bed. He twisted it and stabbed Jim in the thigh this time. “You’ll be lucky Uhura doesn’t slice it off and hang it on her wall like some kind of fucking trophy.”
Jim flinched again, “OW, and she was there, watched the whole thing.” Jim leered as he continued, “They are way kinkier than they look.”
“For fuck’s sake…”Bones grabbed another hypo and once again stabbed him. This time Jim’s eyes rolled back in his head and he slumped back against the bio bed. Bones stared down at his Captain, best friend and erstwhile lover for a moment fondly. “Kinky, huh?” He stroked his chin and wondered if the pair was up for a foursome.
Love Letters(Romantic) - JJVerse (one pairing of choice/one assigned)
Bones you know I was never good with words; I’ve always been more of the show rather than tell kinda guy. I’d like to think that I’ve managed to show you how important you are to me, to my very existence before now. But some days I wasn’t so sure. Some days I know I missed the mark. Those were the days you were convinced my life meant nothing to me, that you meant nothing to me, because I was on your table depending on you, as always, to put me back together. So this is for you, to hang on to for as long as you need it. I love you Bones. I’m just sorry that I can’t be here to tell you in person. You always tell me I’m a damned fool, well Bones it takes one to know one. I know how I would feel if I were reading this. So I am telling you now I always knew this would happen, don’t blame yourself. I was never meant to say goodbye to you because you’re stronger than me, always have been and always will be. So do me a favor, try to be happy. I’ll see you when I see you.
Love,
Jim
Hikaru
This was something I never expected. Hell, you were even more of a snot nose kid than Jim was when we met. I sure as hell never thought you would be anything other than another crew member turned friend. And I was damn sure I would never want to be with someone as much as I did Jocelyn but God Damn it you suck up on me.
Now Joanna is after me to make an honest man of you. In her words, ‘four years is a damn long time to date so marry him already and bring him home for me to meet’. So what do you say? Think you can handle the McCoy’s for the long haul?
Leonard