Ribbons & bows galore...
...but not a box in sight. It's the strangest thing, I never would have anticipated that we would have 10 pieces of art and 4 drabbles and not a single person put a ribbon or bow on a box even one time. (Two come close, but not quite. :-)) No, just about all the ribbons & bows today are either applied to people or used in decorating.
So somehow a prompt that didn't sound particularly slashy actually yielded not much in the way of gen today. One gen ficlet, and even most of the art is slashy in one regard or another. Arranging things was particularly challenging tonight, wow, hence the delay -- my apologies... I've got the gen ficlet on top, then the pre-slash, then the slash with the lesser-rated one first. The art I put the more gen stuff early (including one above the cut, as you can see :-)), and I put one piece of art with "language" near the bottom and one piece of art with nudity at the bottom, even though it's not overtly slashy.
Title: Bows
Type: Gen
Rating: Gen
Word Count: 220
Summary: Why does Blair have bows in his hair and why should Jim care?
Bows
Jim looked up from reading the paper and saw bows in Blair’s hair and almost laughed. “Chief, why are there bows in your hair?”
“I’m going to put them on the tree, but I was feeling festive and decided that I would put them on me, first.”
“Of course you were, Blair. Why am I not surprised?”
Blair reached over and put one in Jim’s hair and Jim said, “Not for me.” Jim reached up and yanked it right out of his hair.
“Were you afraid you would turn into a girl or something?”
“Fine, give me the damn bow,” Jim snapped and put the bow back in his hair.
“You look mighty festive, Jim. See, now are you getting into Christmas a little more?”
“No, Blair, I think I’m getting out of the mood. Sometimes I hate the holidays.”
“I know what we can do to cheer you up,” Blair said as he headed to his room.
“What?”
“More bows.” Blair said happily as he tried to put more in Jim’s hair.
“I love Christmas, are you happy now?”
“Yes, Jim, I am. Let’s put these bows on the tree.”
“Thank God!”
Title: Blue Ribbon
Type: Pre-slash
Rating: Teen
Word count: 491
Blue Ribbon
"Okay, guys, can we just keep the noise down a little?"
The bullpen riot subsided in an instant, and fifteen shocked faces stared aghast at Simon Bank's unexpected arrival.
"Ah, Captain, you're back." Joel Taggart was the first to recover. "We didn't expect you so soon."
Simon cast a jaundiced eye over the boxes of decorations cluttering Major Crimes.
"Yes, well, unluckily for the DA, she choked on a fish bone, so we cancelled the rest of the meal to let the paramedics get on with their work. Which leaves me the rest of the afternoon to get some work done myself." He glowered. "Like I hope the rest of you will be doing."
"We were just decorating, Captain," offered Rhonda.
"So I see. Well, get on with it and finish it quickly. I don't expect any Detectives to be involved, though. They've got plenty of casework to do."
Blair sidled back to the desk he shared with Jim, and where his partner had been doggedly working away despite the melée around him.
"Dialling-down helps, huh?" he whispered.
"Not as much as you'd think," came the pained reply. And then: "Sandburg, what the hell is that in your hair?"
Blair put his hands up to waggle the bright blue ribbon at Jim.
"Pretty, huh? Nicer than a hair-tie. The girls found this one in amongst the green-and-reds, and said it wasn't a Christmas colour, so they didn't want it. Rhonda tied it in my hair; said it suited me."
"You look like you're at kindergarten."
"So, you don't like it? I though it kinda matched my eyes." Blair waggled his brows at Jim.
Jim cleared his throat.
"I need your help with this computer file, if you can spare me a moment from your beauty régime."
Blair shrugged.
"And a merry Christmas to you, too, man," he muttered, his mind back on the computer print-outs.
But Jim's mind wasn't on any computer print-out, stealing glances as he was at the blue satin bow that glistened in the harsh office lighting, complementing the dark chestnut of Blair's long hair, just begging to be untied, to slip through his fingers and drop to the floor while he ran his hands through those same curls, or to be trailed across a quiescent body. His eyes kept being drawn to the way the blue of Blair's eyes seemed even more intense than usual, every time the satin bow drifted into view as Blair turned his head to look at the computer screen. It was a very long afternoon.
While Jim watched, Blair worked, and after the first few quizzical glances at his partner, did so in silence, and with the ghost of a smile on his lips. As the final version of their report spooled out of the department printer he gave Jim a guileless look.
"You know, now that's done, I feel like letting my hair down tonight."
Jim didn't trust himself to reply.
Title: Decorating with Ribbons and Bows
Type: Slash
Rating: G
Word Count: 495
Decorating with Ribbons and Bows
Megan glanced around the mall, taking in the large twinkling tree in the center of the atrium. She was here to pick up a small gift for the office Secret Santa. When the names had been tossed in the hat, she had picked Simon Banks. It was going to be difficult to buy something for Simon. You were not allowed to spend more than twenty dollars, and really, you couldn’t get much for twenty dollars.
She couldn’t do something like coffee; he had an endless supply from his cousin. She supposed she could get him a really expensive cigar but she didn’t know his taste in cigars. She had quickly learned there were different flavors, acidic levels, etc. In any case, one cigar didn’t seem like much of a gift.
Walking over to the mall directory, she read the names of the various stores looking for inspiration. Maybe, she could get a nice bottle of wine. She could put it in a basket with some dried fruits, nuts and biscuits. That might be just the thing. Smiling, she headed off to the gourmet store, careful not to spend more than ten dollars on small items for the basket. She picked up a small basket but decided not to count that cost as part of the gift. Technically, it was the wrapping.
Okay, she needed clear cellophane to wrap the basket and a large Christmas bow. Going into the card store, she was looking at the various ribbons and bows when she noticed Blair Sandburg enter the store. She thought about calling out to him but, she didn’t want him to see the things she had bought. He might recognize the basket and that would give away who her Secret Santa recipient was.
Ducking behind one of the aisles, she watched as Blair went over to the ribbons and bows, looking through them. “This is a stupid idea,” Blair mumbled. “He’s not going to want me, much less me wrapped in just ribbons and bows. This could destroy our friendship,” Blair continued, but even as he said this, he reached out a trembling hand to take several large green and red plaid ribbons and matching bows.
Megan watched as Blair headed to the counter. So, Blair and Jim weren’t a couple, at least not yet. But that might just change this Christmas. Tapping a finger against her lip, she considered what she had discovered and then, with a smile, picked up the same color bow as Blair before leaving for the wine store.
At the Liquor Emporium, she picked up a bottle of wine for her basket before buying a bottle of champagne for Jim and Blair and placing the large, plaid bow on the bottle. She hoped Blair would see the bow as a sign to go ahead with his plan. She knew these two idiots were in love. It was time for them to acknowledge what everyone else knew, they were a devoted couple.
Title: Ribbons and Bows On Blair
Type: Slash fantasy
Rating: R
Word Count: 439
Summary: Jim's dreaming about bows.
Warnings: Nothing hardcore porn just a dream fantasy that Jim has.
Ribbons and Bows On Blair
Jim was having an awesome dream. Blair was the star. Who else would it be? The dream involved lots of ribbons and bows. Jim was tying bows in Blair's soft long hair. Lots of ribbons he had hung longer than his own hair. The glorious hair was a beautiful color of Auburn and red. The smell of citrus was so pleasing to Jim's enhanced senses. Blair was just about edible.
The dream was causing Jim to get aroused. Figure that! This had always been a private Christmas fantasy for him. At least he could enjoy it in his dreams right?
The dream progressed to Blair lying on his big king-sized bed. Naked of course. Blair was a vision of pure bliss. Ribbons, bows and Blair's hair lied out across his pillow. What a beautiful sight this man was. Jim sat on his bed next to his creature of blissful dreams.
Jim followed this chest hair and he zeroed in on Blair's nipples. Instantaneously, a blue bow appeared on each one and glistened in the full moon. It almost caused Jim to zone but then something a bit lower caught his eye.
A perfectly shaped, outie belly button expanded and contracted with each breath Blair took. So inviting a kiss however, a green bow appeared on the button. Very strange. Why did bows keep appearing in all those wonderful places.
Jim felt something hitting his hip so he pushed away just a bit to have a perfect male member curling like a beautiful red ribbon up over Blair's belly. This was a dream of all dreams. Jim was just about to inspect Blair's latest gift when a big red bow appeared over it.
Jim blinked many times and was just about to tear that bow away when something tore him from his dream.
"Jim, come on man. I need some help down here."
"What?"
"I said, get your ass down here and help me wrap some gifts. I have tons of ribbons and bows I need some help with."
"You need help with ribbons and bows, Chief?"
"Yeah, you were sleeping and then dreaming about something and yelling that you hated the dam red bow because it was in your way so I figured you could come have some fun placing them somewhere."
"Um ok. Yeah that red bow was ticking me off but I'd love to place that red bow if you don't mind."
"Sure Jim, just come help me."
Suddenly Jim Jumped from his bed and thought that maybe he just might get to place that red bow somewhere on Blair. Who says dreams can't come true right?
So somehow a prompt that didn't sound particularly slashy actually yielded not much in the way of gen today. One gen ficlet, and even most of the art is slashy in one regard or another. Arranging things was particularly challenging tonight, wow, hence the delay -- my apologies... I've got the gen ficlet on top, then the pre-slash, then the slash with the lesser-rated one first. The art I put the more gen stuff early (including one above the cut, as you can see :-)), and I put one piece of art with "language" near the bottom and one piece of art with nudity at the bottom, even though it's not overtly slashy.
Title: Bows
Type: Gen
Rating: Gen
Word Count: 220
Summary: Why does Blair have bows in his hair and why should Jim care?
Bows
Jim looked up from reading the paper and saw bows in Blair’s hair and almost laughed. “Chief, why are there bows in your hair?”
“I’m going to put them on the tree, but I was feeling festive and decided that I would put them on me, first.”
“Of course you were, Blair. Why am I not surprised?”
Blair reached over and put one in Jim’s hair and Jim said, “Not for me.” Jim reached up and yanked it right out of his hair.
“Were you afraid you would turn into a girl or something?”
“Fine, give me the damn bow,” Jim snapped and put the bow back in his hair.
“You look mighty festive, Jim. See, now are you getting into Christmas a little more?”
“No, Blair, I think I’m getting out of the mood. Sometimes I hate the holidays.”
“I know what we can do to cheer you up,” Blair said as he headed to his room.
“What?”
“More bows.” Blair said happily as he tried to put more in Jim’s hair.
“I love Christmas, are you happy now?”
“Yes, Jim, I am. Let’s put these bows on the tree.”
“Thank God!”
Title: Blue Ribbon
Type: Pre-slash
Rating: Teen
Word count: 491
Blue Ribbon
"Okay, guys, can we just keep the noise down a little?"
The bullpen riot subsided in an instant, and fifteen shocked faces stared aghast at Simon Bank's unexpected arrival.
"Ah, Captain, you're back." Joel Taggart was the first to recover. "We didn't expect you so soon."
Simon cast a jaundiced eye over the boxes of decorations cluttering Major Crimes.
"Yes, well, unluckily for the DA, she choked on a fish bone, so we cancelled the rest of the meal to let the paramedics get on with their work. Which leaves me the rest of the afternoon to get some work done myself." He glowered. "Like I hope the rest of you will be doing."
"We were just decorating, Captain," offered Rhonda.
"So I see. Well, get on with it and finish it quickly. I don't expect any Detectives to be involved, though. They've got plenty of casework to do."
Blair sidled back to the desk he shared with Jim, and where his partner had been doggedly working away despite the melée around him.
"Dialling-down helps, huh?" he whispered.
"Not as much as you'd think," came the pained reply. And then: "Sandburg, what the hell is that in your hair?"
Blair put his hands up to waggle the bright blue ribbon at Jim.
"Pretty, huh? Nicer than a hair-tie. The girls found this one in amongst the green-and-reds, and said it wasn't a Christmas colour, so they didn't want it. Rhonda tied it in my hair; said it suited me."
"You look like you're at kindergarten."
"So, you don't like it? I though it kinda matched my eyes." Blair waggled his brows at Jim.
Jim cleared his throat.
"I need your help with this computer file, if you can spare me a moment from your beauty régime."
Blair shrugged.
"And a merry Christmas to you, too, man," he muttered, his mind back on the computer print-outs.
But Jim's mind wasn't on any computer print-out, stealing glances as he was at the blue satin bow that glistened in the harsh office lighting, complementing the dark chestnut of Blair's long hair, just begging to be untied, to slip through his fingers and drop to the floor while he ran his hands through those same curls, or to be trailed across a quiescent body. His eyes kept being drawn to the way the blue of Blair's eyes seemed even more intense than usual, every time the satin bow drifted into view as Blair turned his head to look at the computer screen. It was a very long afternoon.
While Jim watched, Blair worked, and after the first few quizzical glances at his partner, did so in silence, and with the ghost of a smile on his lips. As the final version of their report spooled out of the department printer he gave Jim a guileless look.
"You know, now that's done, I feel like letting my hair down tonight."
Jim didn't trust himself to reply.
Title: Decorating with Ribbons and Bows
Type: Slash
Rating: G
Word Count: 495
Decorating with Ribbons and Bows
Megan glanced around the mall, taking in the large twinkling tree in the center of the atrium. She was here to pick up a small gift for the office Secret Santa. When the names had been tossed in the hat, she had picked Simon Banks. It was going to be difficult to buy something for Simon. You were not allowed to spend more than twenty dollars, and really, you couldn’t get much for twenty dollars.
She couldn’t do something like coffee; he had an endless supply from his cousin. She supposed she could get him a really expensive cigar but she didn’t know his taste in cigars. She had quickly learned there were different flavors, acidic levels, etc. In any case, one cigar didn’t seem like much of a gift.
Walking over to the mall directory, she read the names of the various stores looking for inspiration. Maybe, she could get a nice bottle of wine. She could put it in a basket with some dried fruits, nuts and biscuits. That might be just the thing. Smiling, she headed off to the gourmet store, careful not to spend more than ten dollars on small items for the basket. She picked up a small basket but decided not to count that cost as part of the gift. Technically, it was the wrapping.
Okay, she needed clear cellophane to wrap the basket and a large Christmas bow. Going into the card store, she was looking at the various ribbons and bows when she noticed Blair Sandburg enter the store. She thought about calling out to him but, she didn’t want him to see the things she had bought. He might recognize the basket and that would give away who her Secret Santa recipient was.
Ducking behind one of the aisles, she watched as Blair went over to the ribbons and bows, looking through them. “This is a stupid idea,” Blair mumbled. “He’s not going to want me, much less me wrapped in just ribbons and bows. This could destroy our friendship,” Blair continued, but even as he said this, he reached out a trembling hand to take several large green and red plaid ribbons and matching bows.
Megan watched as Blair headed to the counter. So, Blair and Jim weren’t a couple, at least not yet. But that might just change this Christmas. Tapping a finger against her lip, she considered what she had discovered and then, with a smile, picked up the same color bow as Blair before leaving for the wine store.
At the Liquor Emporium, she picked up a bottle of wine for her basket before buying a bottle of champagne for Jim and Blair and placing the large, plaid bow on the bottle. She hoped Blair would see the bow as a sign to go ahead with his plan. She knew these two idiots were in love. It was time for them to acknowledge what everyone else knew, they were a devoted couple.
Title: Ribbons and Bows On Blair
Type: Slash fantasy
Rating: R
Word Count: 439
Summary: Jim's dreaming about bows.
Warnings: Nothing hardcore porn just a dream fantasy that Jim has.
Ribbons and Bows On Blair
Jim was having an awesome dream. Blair was the star. Who else would it be? The dream involved lots of ribbons and bows. Jim was tying bows in Blair's soft long hair. Lots of ribbons he had hung longer than his own hair. The glorious hair was a beautiful color of Auburn and red. The smell of citrus was so pleasing to Jim's enhanced senses. Blair was just about edible.
The dream was causing Jim to get aroused. Figure that! This had always been a private Christmas fantasy for him. At least he could enjoy it in his dreams right?
The dream progressed to Blair lying on his big king-sized bed. Naked of course. Blair was a vision of pure bliss. Ribbons, bows and Blair's hair lied out across his pillow. What a beautiful sight this man was. Jim sat on his bed next to his creature of blissful dreams.
Jim followed this chest hair and he zeroed in on Blair's nipples. Instantaneously, a blue bow appeared on each one and glistened in the full moon. It almost caused Jim to zone but then something a bit lower caught his eye.
A perfectly shaped, outie belly button expanded and contracted with each breath Blair took. So inviting a kiss however, a green bow appeared on the button. Very strange. Why did bows keep appearing in all those wonderful places.
Jim felt something hitting his hip so he pushed away just a bit to have a perfect male member curling like a beautiful red ribbon up over Blair's belly. This was a dream of all dreams. Jim was just about to inspect Blair's latest gift when a big red bow appeared over it.
Jim blinked many times and was just about to tear that bow away when something tore him from his dream.
"Jim, come on man. I need some help down here."
"What?"
"I said, get your ass down here and help me wrap some gifts. I have tons of ribbons and bows I need some help with."
"You need help with ribbons and bows, Chief?"
"Yeah, you were sleeping and then dreaming about something and yelling that you hated the dam red bow because it was in your way so I figured you could come have some fun placing them somewhere."
"Um ok. Yeah that red bow was ticking me off but I'd love to place that red bow if you don't mind."
"Sure Jim, just come help me."
Suddenly Jim Jumped from his bed and thought that maybe he just might get to place that red bow somewhere on Blair. Who says dreams can't come true right?