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Thursday - crack!day

Hey y'all, it's my last day here as your guest hostess - thanks fr making it such a pleasurable time ;)

Today's theme is crack.

Not the drug, crack-cocaine, but things in fic where the only way to explain how something so silly got written to someone out of fandom, is that you must've been in something to think of it. (Anyone got a better explantion, email me ;) )

Doesn't matter what fandom or pairing you choose, so long as the prompt is well, crackalicious! i.e. out there, weird, odd, not the norm.

Please make things easier for the codemonkeys and their pinch-hitters, and code your prompts correctly:

~ SGA; John/Rodney; we're both men, so how come there's 4 breats, 2 vaginas and 0 cocks in the room?!
~ BtVS; Willow/Tara; uh, help! *looks at wings and tail, passes out*
~ Leverage; Eliot/Alec; no, this cannot be happening! I'm a guy so I'm.not.pregnant!!!

Also, please make sure that you only have one prompt per comment as it makes it easier for everyone and gives you more chance of getting a fic in return for leaving the prompt :)

You can leave and answer as many prompts as you want to, or even write your own. If you don't see anything you fancy writing from the prompts left today, feel free to head on over to the Lonely Prompts page and see what takes your fancy from them ;)

You ready? Go forth and have FUN!



Mar. 5th, 2009 12:41 pm (UTC)
Leverage, Parker/authors choice, pot of gold at the end of the rainbow
Jun. 11th, 2009 05:14 am (UTC)
Leverage, Parker/Eliot, pot of gold at the end of the rainbow
Forgive me, however this story needs just a bit of info. Portland Oregon has a small park that’s supposed to be home to some leprechauns. When I saw this lonely prompt I just had to respond. Here is info on the park:


“Eliot, come on.” Parker hissed as she bounce-dragged him out of the offices and down to Eliot’s motorcycle. “Let’s ride.” She said as she put on a helmet and scooted to the rear of the seat leaving room for Eliot in the front.

“I’m not your damn chauffeur, Parker.” Eliot growled as he put his helmet on and settled in front of the thief, who promptly folded her body around the hitter.

“Let’s go to the park on the hill then speed down to the water as fast as we can. Like the bicycles do.” Parker’s voice came over their coms.

“Parker,” Eliot said exasperated. “I don’t wanna dodge the crazies on the bikes that they’ve got in this town.”

“Okay,” Parker sighed, Eliot could just see her pout, “How about that little park on the news? We can still ride fast there and there aren’t that many bike people since they are all at the hill park right now.”

“Why do you want to go there Parker?” Eliot asked even though he was sure of the answer.

“Because of the little people. If I can catch one they can tell me where the gold at the end of the rainbow is. If they don’t want to tell me then you can stomp on them until they do.” Parker said with her ‘money puts me in my very happy place’ grin in her voice.

“That’s so not right.” He growled but started the motorcycle anyway knowing that the story of leprechauns in the small park was just a story made up to sell papers, and not true at all.
Jun. 11th, 2009 08:16 am (UTC)
Re: Leverage, Parker/Eliot, pot of gold at the end of the rainbow
*tackleglomps you* yay! and it's so very Parker *g*
Sep. 29th, 2010 11:34 pm (UTC)
Re: Leverage, Parker/Eliot, pot of gold at the end of the rainbow
Aw... Parker would totally believe in leprechauns... and I love Eliot being all big brothery and indulging her. This fic is too cute!


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