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Today's theme today is going to be Memory, so you might want to write about characters remembering things or people they've left behind or lost; trying to forget some mistake or sin or embarrassing moment; trying to keep a cherished memory fresh, trying to recall (or forget) a lesson; experience, dream, or pain. You could also write about the memories that a certain thing, experience, place, or sense evokes. Be as literal or as creative as you like. Any fandom, any pairing.

Please follow the following formats (the second is for crossovers) in your requests in order to help the code-monkeys:

Fandom, Pairing, Prompt
Fandom1/Fandom2, Pairing, Prompt

Some examples might be:

24, Jack/Tony, Take the shot.
Lie to Me, Ria Torres/Eli Loker, trust
Buffy/SPN, Spike/Dean, back seat of the Impala

You may leave as many prompts as you'd like as long as they're one prompt per comment, and you can write in response to your own prompts.

If you don't see any prompts today that wake up your muses, then please check out the Lonely Prompts index for inspiration.

Most of all, have fun!!!

PS - Thanks for letting me host this week. I've enjoyed it. ^_^


Apr. 6th, 2009 10:32 am (UTC)
Logan's fingers are digging red black bruises into Eli's skin. They were streaked in sweat and fucking like they hated it, sharp shoves of hips and everything just on the edge of pain.

Eli was anchored against the headboard, holding himself still and cursing against the kind of sheets that are bought to be anonymous.

Logan folded across his back, pressing his mouth against his skin and bit down hard, leaving imprinted cuts along the hard muscle of Eli's shoulder.

Eli's hand was moving quickly along his cock, pressing hard into it and rushing towards his orgasm because he knew that Logan didn't give a shit if he came or not.

He arched back, smashing the back of his head into Logan's face, coming hard into his fist and Logan swore crudely at him before holding him down and fucking him through the aftershock.

There was a little puddle of blood in the small of Eli's back that he was quite proud of, when Logan finally shuddered and fell apart.

Logan pulled back as soon as he could, stepping off the bed and pressing a hand to the dried blood under his nose. He scowled at Eli.

"Get the fuck out now and I'll forget this ever happened."

Eli pulled his pants up over his hips, smirked at Logan and rubbed his fingers over the bite on his shoulder. He took a few steps closer to Logan and ran a hand down his side, Logan's muscles twitching underneath the skin and smiled.

"If you're sure that's what you want." Logan's eyes followed him out of the room.
Apr. 6th, 2009 06:36 pm (UTC)
-melts- Oh, jebus! Gorgeous! You now officially have my undying love.
Apr. 7th, 2009 12:38 am (UTC)
:D I do like a good bit a angry!porn. Glad you liked it.
Apr. 8th, 2009 01:13 am (UTC)
Awesome fic! So 'them.'
Apr. 8th, 2009 01:47 am (UTC)
I know, they wouldn't be them if they had soft lovely sex, no it has to be angry and hurty. But we loves them for it.


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