Play with me!
So, to make up for the hysterics of two nights before to those who saw it and also to cure the 'I just finished something, I'm restless, and can't come down' anxiety attack, let's play our old game, yeah? Word prompts and pairings, yeah? You'll get drabbles. Probably not for every prompt left, but definitely some.
Come play with me!
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The gush on Pike’s temple is bleeding profusely, but Spock tries to keep his fear at bay. Head wounds always bleed a lot. Doesn’t necessarily mean - doesn’t mean, period. Spock must get him back to the ship and it will be fine. Spock mustThey approach slowly, sneering and shouting in a language Spock doesn’t know - will never learn. Barbarians. Bear skins and primitive weapons, deadly nonetheless. A weapon doesn’t have to be clever. It simply has to be there ( ... )
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"I kid you not" K/S,with side of Bones.
"Spock, I need your help"(Joanna has problems wit bullies and Bones asks Spock to speak with her and give her a nice, logic and safe advice. Guess what he gets. Yeah. Called to the Principal´s office. ). S/B
The Bridge. Jim calls Spock "dear". "Spock, dear, could you...?" They aren´t together. Spock doesn´t bat a lash. Jim doesn´t notice the dear thing. Bridge, later: "Here is the report,darling" Guess pairing! Or just a sunny friendship. :D
Ten years from now. M/A
Where do you hide a cute white dragon who wants to be with you always? Last Dragonlord much? M/A
Merlin finds a letter from Lancelot. M & L., M/L. Choose.
Sunset. Mosquitoes. Not romantic. What pair rocks your boat today.
And today´s gem!
Jim gets Spock a kitten. Because Spock must be a cat person, right?
Spock doesn´t like fluffy kittens, he likes big fanged creatures. He always slept with a sehlat, after all.:D
And now I´ll stop before I start with Regency AUs.:P
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Did I succeed? Because dead brains are kind of resting, right?
And be grateful, because I didn´t prompt you the one with the red sequins and the toe cuffs, from the ER nurse POV. :P
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mine is like broken can you help me extending a prompt for my k/S advent pretty please!!!??
*Baby sehlat eyes*
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Spock has an eidetic memory and he is certain he isn’t wrong. He has seen the cadet currently sleeping with his head resting on his arms here before. The library is quiet and dark, the only light coming from the lamp at the cadet’s desk. The yellowish glow makes his hair look a mixture of copper and gold in the surrounding twilight.
Spock stands quietly for a little while and simply observes.
The cadet’s posture is awkward. He’s slumped in the uncomfortable plastic chair, the ridge of the desk digging into his ribs, his neck crooked stiffly. His face is half-pressed into a volume he has open in front of him, eyebrows pinched together painfully even in his sleep. He must be exhausted not to pay any of it any heed.
Carefully, Spock approaches, puzzled mildly by his own hesitance. He looks over the cadet’s shoulder and glimpses the title of the book. Advanced Culturology. Spock winces. Professor Benois isn’t known for taking it easy on the students ( ... )
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When he’s pushed face first into a tiled wall, Merlin just smirks.
“Took you long enough,” he grunts as a strong, firm body presses against his back, broad hands gripping his hips, a brutal hold.
“You wretched tease.” Arthur’s voice is a quiet snarl in his ear, his whole frame charged with anger. “Did you enjoy torturing me, Merlin? Did it make you hard?”
“Yes,” Merlin gasps, even though Arthur’s hand has already snaked around, cupping him through his jeans roughly. Arthur grinds against his arse, squeezing his cock at the same time, and Merlin chokes on air, his body tight with arousal. “Please, Arthur.”
“Please what?” Arthur hisses, his hips snapping. It’s making Merlin dizzy with want. “Not sure you get to ask anything of me, you insolent little minx.” Arthur’s teeth graze over the back of Merlin’s neck, nipping - not hard enough, not nearly hard enough. Merlin whimpers. “Did you think there’d be no consequences?”
“Ah-Arthur!”
“Did you?” Arthur grabs his wrists and drives him into the ( ... )
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I feel kinda bad that I made you think it had to be pwp. I would be happy with anything really :) I was just thinking recently that everyone's shagging hard core in fics these days, and the fine art of frottage is hard to come by. So it was very much appreciated!
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