Because I just flooded royalneptune
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perpetual_motionGimmie a pairing, a fandom, and a general idea, and I'll ficlet for you in the comments. Check my tags for fandoms. Extra five points if you make it comics-related.
And, yes, I'm still working on the Percy/Oliver, but everyone needs a distraction, yes?
EDIT: I'm updating tags as I fill requests, so keep an eye if you've requested something.
And, yes, I'm still working on the Percy/Oliver, but everyone needs a distraction, yes?
EDIT: I'm updating tags as I fill requests, so keep an eye if you've requested something.
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on 2009-08-06 07:33 am (UTC)I also would love some Tony Stark watching Top Gear, if that will help me win points back. I wonder if he'd loan them one of his cars. Hmm... <3
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on 2009-08-06 07:45 am (UTC)**
Lupo unlocks the door, throws his keys on the counter, and bends down to scratch behind Digger's ears. "Were you a good boy today?" Lupo asks, and pulls away when Digger tries to lick him.
"He found a playmate," Ed calls from the end of the hall. He walks out of the bedroom in a pair of sweatpants. There's a small, fuzzy kitten in his hands. "He found her in the alley behind the pizza place. Sniffed her out like a bloodhound."
Lupo raises his eyebrows as he looks at the kitten. "You know it's probably got a hundred parasites and diseases, right?"
"I tried to pull him away. He kept whining and pulling me back." Ed shifts his grip on the kitten when it opens it's eyes and looks around. "I gave it a bath in the bathroom sink."
"How do you still have hands?" Lupo reaches out and takes the kitten. It feels like it weighs barely a pound. It's ribs are hard curves against Lupo's palms, and he scratches it carefully under the chin. The kitten meows and curls closer to Lupo's body.
"Crap," Ed says, shaking his head. "You're already stuck on it."
"You brought it home," Lupo points out. He looks down when Digger noses his knee and crouches down so Digger can see the kitten. Digger takes a sniff, then licks the kitten from tail to head, leaving a sopping mess of fur in Lupo's hands. "Gross," Lupo says.
Ed laughs. "Oh, we are so keeping the little bastard." He bends down and scratches Digger under the chin. "Good dog."
"Don't encourage that," Lupo tells him and carefully puts the kitten on the floor. It looks around blearily, eyes Digger, and curls up against Ed's foot with a scared hiss.
"I'm naming it Dozer," Ed says. "All it's done since it's gotten here is eat a little and sleep a lot."
"You have to get it its shots. And you get to worm it. I have a heard enough time with the blockhead." Lupo gives Digger an affectionate pat as he walks into the kitchen. "What's for dinner?"
"Whatever you order in," Ed replies and tosses him the phone.
Lupo grins and dials. His grin gets wider when Ed yelps as the kitten tries to climb his leg. "That one's all yours," he says as the phone is picked up on the other end.
"Jackass," Ed mutters.
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on 2009-08-06 09:26 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2009-08-07 05:11 am (UTC)no subject
on 2009-08-06 07:56 am (UTC)"Top Gear," Tony fills in. "Apparently the manufacturer won't give them the new one for a test."
"That bodes well," Pepper says with a grin. She stands and smoothes her skirt. "You've got a meeting at ten," she reminds him as she leaves.
"Thank you, Pepper." Tony opens the envelope and removes a DVD. There's a short, hand-written note attached that tells him the disc is a "best-of" collection of clips for his perusal. There's a scrawled sentence in different handwriting that apologizes for "blatant America bashing". There's a third bit of handwriting that calls the second bit a "wanking wanker of wank".
Tony watches with great interest as three middle-aged men with various tastes in hair spend clip after clip tearing around in different cars. Sometimes they run out of gas. Sometimes they scratch them. And they include a montage of the destruction of some type of Toyota truck.
Tony presses the button to switch on his intercom. "Pep, call the BBC, get the Top Gear offices, and tell them yes."
"You know the short one stopped a car with his head, right?"
"I routinely land the suit on my face, Pep."
"And the very tall one gets in trouble quite often for being a loud-mouth."
"You've met me, right?" Tony waits. "What about the long-haired one?"
"His shirts are terrifying."
"I'm still going to lend them the car."
Pepper sighs. "I'll put the call through."
*
Thousands of miles away, Jeremy Clarkson mutes his phone, pumps his fist in the air, and yells, "POWER!"
Richard and James share a look and only whoop when Jeremy writes "VEYRON!" on a piece of paper.
"Sorry about the noise," he says to Tony Stark. "I work with a couple of spanners."
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on 2009-08-06 09:24 pm (UTC)I LOVE this, thank you! :D
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on 2009-08-07 05:08 am (UTC)no subject
on 2009-08-06 02:26 pm (UTC)Because I want that +5, dammit.
*pets Scotty*
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on 2009-08-06 11:10 pm (UTC)Scotty leans over Chekov's shoulder to get a better view at the exhibit. "It pulls people out of space and time? Think we've had enough of that."
Chekov wrinkles his brow at the idea and nods. "Da," he agrees. He moves down the exhibit and stops at a picture of a man in a red and gold suit. "Iron Man," he reads aloud. "He had repulsors to help him fly. He could break the speed of sound."
"How'd he pilot the damned thing?" Scotty asks. "Looks like--" He cuts off as he spots a different illustration, this one of a man in a blue suit hanging down from a flying blue craft that looks like a beetle. "Now that," he says and points, "that's something."
"It is bug," Chekov says distastefully. He reads the specs on the plaque next to the exhibit and breathes out through his nose. "Boring," he declares. "Our ship is better."
"Enterprise is always better," Scotty agrees. He and Chekov share a quick grin. Chekov slips his hand into Scotty's, and Scotty gives it a squeeze.
"Ooh," Chekov murmurs, pulling Scotty to the next exhibit. "This one wrist bands with forcefields."
"Now that's dead useful," Scotty says seriously. "Wonder if there are any illustrations that show the circuits in detail." Scotty hears a scoffing laugh behind him and turns. "Yes?" He asks the man behind him.
"Nothing," the man says. "Just think it's fun to see grown men," he pauses for a moment to assess Chekov, "wondering about comic book science."
"Spider-Man," Chekov says flatly. He gives Scotty and the man an exasperated look when they both just blink at him. "House arrest bracelet," he clarifies. Scotty's eyes light up. The man still looks confused.
"I don't follow," the man says.
"The original form of the house arrest bracelet was invented because of Spider-Man comics," Chekov spells out, sharing an annoyed look with Scotty.
"So there," Scotty finishes, and turns to look at the illustration of the wrist bands again. "You know," he says slowly, "we could do it as an EMP field, I think. Don't think it'd let you dodge a punch, but it might let you dodge a phaser."
Chekov's eyes light up. "Do you think the Captain will notice if we buy extra hull plating to make them?"
"I've got bits lying about. We'll use those for the prototypes."
*
A week later, Chekov and Scotty run into the Captain's office. Scotty puts on the wrist bands, hands the phaser to Chekov, and they both giggle madly when Chekov shoots him.
Kirk blinks. "Well," he says. Then he grins. "Do it again."
[References are as follows: Dr. Doom's time portal, Iron Man [obviously] Blue Beetle [Ted Kord years], Booster Gold, and the Spider-Man thing is legit.]
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on 2009-08-07 04:41 am (UTC)And the fact that omg, RL in my fic. And it's a cool fact! :O
So, yes. You got more points, but I'll find a way to live with that.
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on 2009-08-07 02:07 am (UTC)Uhm, Star Trek and Pike being a hottie? Preferably in a swimming pool?
Bwahahaha.
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on 2009-08-07 04:42 am (UTC)And Bruce curses a lot.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GiqfgItkMZs
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QZAlqqq2HOE
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on 2009-08-07 06:12 am (UTC)Not just awesome, but awesome SAUCE.
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on 2009-08-07 07:14 am (UTC)*eats ice cream*
*licks awesome sauce off the spoon*
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on 2009-08-08 02:15 am (UTC)Re: *hijacks thread momentarily*
on 2009-08-08 07:05 am (UTC)Re: *hijacks thread momentarily*
on 2009-08-08 02:16 pm (UTC)Re: *hijacks thread momentarily*
on 2009-08-08 02:25 pm (UTC)Re: *hijacks thread momentarily*
on 2009-08-08 03:11 pm (UTC)Because I'm weird. :D
Bruce cursing was really funny. :D
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on 2009-08-08 03:31 pm (UTC)Bruce cursing is a FTW at all times. No matter what interviewer is on the other side.
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on 2009-08-08 04:03 pm (UTC)But yes! Bruce cursing! Bruce cursing a lot.
I did like the part where she was asking if there was any shirtless!Pike, and Bruce was like, "Fuck no! You wanna let it all hang out?" or something like that.
Oh, Bruce. We think you're amazingly sexy. <3
I need more Pike icons.
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on 2009-08-07 05:41 am (UTC)This went Kirk/Pike. I don't think you mind.
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Swimming, his physical therapist tells him, is the best thing he can do for himself. It'll build up muscle, his therapist tells him, and it won't give him the same aches and pains as other types of exercise.
That last part is very, very true. Pike finds he has aches and pains in completely different places than he's ever had them before. When his legs had worked properly, he'd been a runner, but swimming is a completely different range of motion, and Pike finds himself trying to rub the cramps from his thighs after workouts.
Kirk shows up one day, his Captain's bars clashing with his fresh-faced appearance. He watches Pike take his thirty laps and rolls up the cuffs of his Starfleet-issue pants to dangle his feet in the water.
"You're looking good," Kirk tells him, and offers him a hand out of the pool.
"They tell me I'm stronger everyday," Pike replies and grips Kirk's wrist.
They're just in the door of the lockerroom when Pike's left leg trembles and gives out. Kirk catches him easily and gets him to a bench. "You okay?" Kirk asks, fingers already digging into Pike's thigh.
"Fine," Pike grits out. Kirk's tongue is poking out of the edge of his mouth, concentration creasing his brow, and Pike doesn't have a chance to talk down his erection before Kirk notices.
"For me? That's so sweet," Kirk says, and pulls at Pike's trunks. He sucks on the head of Pike's dick.
Pike grins and arches up, the extra-loose muscles in his leg no longer a concern. "Harder," he instructs, and bangs his head hard against the bench when Kirk complies.
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on 2009-08-07 07:15 am (UTC)PIKE SWIMMING.
Why am I imagining him in Speedos?
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on 2009-08-07 08:21 am (UTC)no subject
on 2009-08-07 02:19 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2009-08-08 02:08 am (UTC)I love how Pike's just doing his thing, and YES I lvoe that he's a fucking hottie and I love Kirk dangling his feets in the water, and hahaha I love how you sneak the BJ in there at the end cause you're awesome like that.
So, uhm.
I can't ask for more, but if I comment again, do I get another cookie??
*puppy eyes*
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on 2009-08-08 07:03 am (UTC)>.>
<.<
Take that as you will.
I will allow you to request something more as long as it's not Pike/Kirk. Because I'm mean like that.
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on 2009-08-08 02:18 pm (UTC)HAHAH LOOPHOLE.
I, uhm, want more Star Trek. This time in a space bar. It's been a while since Pike can get drunk and look at the stars at eyelevel instead of getting a crick in his neck.
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on 2009-08-08 02:19 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2009-08-08 02:26 pm (UTC)[I will totally write it.]
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on 2009-08-07 03:41 am (UTC)Something domestic with pets ^_^ (why can I see Bill and Snape with a baby dragon? o_O)
and -5 for no comics - fail!
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on 2009-08-07 06:53 am (UTC)**
"No," Severus says when Bill holds out the baby dragon for his opinion. "They eat newt eyes."
"I'll keep it away from your potion ingredients," Bill promises. "Its mother died, and it's my turn to take care of the orphans."
"They also breathe fire," Severus replies. He steps away as the baby dragon breathes out and furrows his brows in suspicion at the smoke that billows out. "They also bite."
"You keep Devil's Snare," Bill counters. "And a Venus Flytrap that routinely tries to eat my shoes."
"Because you routinely step within its bite range."
"Yeah, that's all my fault," Bill says waspishly. He switches the dragon to his other hand and rubs it's wings when it grumbles and shifts. "It's only for a few weeks. I just need to keep an eye on it until we're sure it can take care of itself."
"They breathe fire, Bill. They can take care of themselves and several enemies no matter their size or age."
Bill rolls his eyes. "I'm keeping it," he says firmly. "If you find it so repulsive, you can stay elsewhere."
Severus mutters something under his breath as he walks into the bathroom and chooses a slightly shabby towel from the shelf. He hands it to Bill. "I suppose it will need a bed," he says.
Bill smiles. "Thank you."
"If my Flytrap goes up in flames, I'm going to joyously roast the little bastard on a spit."
"Noted," Bill tells him, and manages to kiss Severus on the cheek before he stalks away. "You'll get used to him," he tells the dragon. The dragon shifts again and breathes out a tiny plume of fire. Bill places the dragon in his other hand and sucks the burn mark on his thumb as he makes it up a bed.
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on 2009-08-07 08:01 am (UTC)thank you so much, I love this pairing, there's not enough of it out there (or possibly I just haven't found it yet...)
and the dragon was so cute ^_^
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on 2009-08-07 09:10 am (UTC)