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[shadynaiad]

Look! Look what shinysylver made me! My very own crack fic table.
She says: "So the rules are any fandom unless the crack wouldn't be crack in that fandom... and only one story per table cell- no space alien vampires who are hookers with a heart of gold"
Which only goes to prove she knows me. Because I was gonna write one big fic.

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[shinysylver]

YAY! These tables were so much fun to come up with and I can hardly wait to see what you write!

[shadynaiad]

...I've just realized you've essentially challenged me to write 40 fics. What was I thinking?
Although phasmafelis proposed rolling a d20 and combining the tables for only 20 fics. I'm thinking that's not in the spirit of the challenge, though.

[shinysylver]

That does seem to go against the intent of the challenge. Although as a separate challenge it would kind of rock.

Don't think of it as 40 fic you have to write. Think of it as 40 fun prompts to work your way through at a leisurely pace.

YOU'VE BEEN NINJA-ED

[jesseofthenorth]

“The table Steve? Really? This seriously seems like a good idea to you?”
“Mm” Steve says biting, tugging the nipple in his mouth while pushing Danny further back.
“Fuck! STOP!” Danny gasps pushing him away.
“ What?' Steve looks worried “ Did I really hurt you?' he asks gently rubbing his thumb over the reddened flesh. Danny almost feels bad except if he doesn't back off Danny's going to end up injured.
“No, fuck! You know I love it when you do that. Stop!”
“Always wanted to fuck you like this”
“ Its a CARDTABLE jackass!”

NINJA TAG TEAM FTW!!

[shinysylver]

“So?” Steve muttered, sliding his hand under the waistband of Danny’s pants.

“So?” Danny repeated incredulously, arching into the touch. “Do I look like the King of Clubs to you, Steven? I do not belong on a card table, a kitchen table maybe but not a card table.”

“Kitchen table?” Steve asked excitedly already pulling Danny out of the room.

“I said maybe!” Danny yelled trying to swat Steve’s hands away but he wasn’t really protesting that much. The idea of Steve bending him over the table and having his way with him had him more excited than it should.

TABLE NINJAS WTF?

[shadynaiad]

The trip into the kitchen took far longer than it should have; for all that Danny liked the idea of the table, getting pinned up against the wall sounded pretty good too.

“We eat on that table. It’s just not right.” Danny’s heart wasn’t into protesting, but he felt a need to maintain his cranky image. He suspected Steve enjoyed cajoling him into things anyway.

“It was your idea,” said Steve, hastily clearing a stack of paperwork off the table. Danny was gratified that sex took precedence over work, but he wondered what files Steve was dragging home now.

COULD HAVE BEEN WALL NINJAS!

[jesseofthenorth]

“You're thinking too much” Steve accuses. Moving in.
“Well you must be doing it wrong then! Oh fuck -”
“How's that?” he asks tone relaxed almost conversational.
“Good- fuck do that again!”
“What this?” he adjusts a little, voice slightly breathless “Or maybe this”
“Oh shit Steve- God that's - fuck baby right there! Fuck yeah! Come on Steve! I can take it!Stop being fucking careful. Fuck !”
“ Don't you ever shut up?” Steve gasps voice wrecked, fond, he keeps going, pushing.
“Why don't you make me? Hey? Come one shut me up!”