*blushing*

[tipitina]

FIVE ACTS



1. Make list of your five favorite themes/kinks etc. to read about (this list can help), with the fandoms you'd like to read about them in.
2. Post the list.
3. Hop over here to share your list with the world.
4. Play as inspired :)

Five Acts/Themes
01. First time for two people.
02. AU
03. Hurt/Confort
04. Sex in vehicules(cars, spaceship...).
05. Under influence(Aphrodisiacs, alcohol, spell, "alien made them do it"...) but everytime with happy background and ending


Fandoms + Pairings
STARGATE ATLANTIS: John/Rodney
MERLIN: Arthur/Merlin
SHERLOCK/SHERLOCK HOLMES: Sherlock/John, Holmes/Watson
NCIS: Gibbs/DiNozzo
LIFE ON MARS: Gene/Sam
QUEER AS FOLK: Brian/Justin
THE SENTINEL: Jim/Blair
HAWAII FIVE-0: Steve/Danno
DCU: Tim/Conner, Bruce/Dick
TORCHWOOD: Jack/Ianto

Come and play ;D

Comments

[brisby-pops.livejournal.com]

Okay...
1) Why are you blushing ?
2) Do I have to post on the english entry (hotlinked on your 3)) if I want to do it too ?
3) I will definitely write you some if you make me a pretty header for this meme too :D ♥ ♥ ♥

[tipitina.livejournal.com]

1) Parce que je suis bête?
2) Non,:D
3) TOTAL! Je m'y mets dès ce soir. Une préférence sur le fandom ;D

Fic: Stars as Witness (Steve/Danny, NC17)

[padfootthegrim.livejournal.com]

Danny had always wondered why it was his car that was always put in mortal peril by Steve, but now that they have a evening off and Steve’s picked him up in his blue truck and they’re out of the city and staring up at the stars from the bed of the pickup, and Danny can’t really complain. There’s beer, and Steve picked up malasadas for Danny. Steve’s still telling Danny about the dangers of coronaries even as he steals one out of the bag.

Above them, the night is lit with stars; Danny can’t see the glow from the city unless he sits up in the truck bed and looks off to the East. All around them are the sounds of night animals and the waves are muted as they crash against the cliffs below them. The air’s warm, but it’s not stifling like it is during the day. Danny relaxes back into the foam pad Steve brought and sighs happily.

Steve’s staring down at him, Danny realizes some time later. It’s hard to see with almost no light, so Danny can’t make out Steve’s expression, but he doesn’t have to when a moment later Steve’s mouth is against his. Steve tastes like beer and malasadas, but under that it’s pure Steve. Danny groans softly and pulls Steve closer. He wants to say that he’s happy they have a day off, finally, that yes, he wants this, and Christ why didn’t they do this sooner, but what comes out of Danny’s mouth with Steve pulls away to breathe is, “yeah?” which is about the stupidest thing ever.

It surprises a laugh out of Steve, who shakes his head and flops down on his back next to Danny. “Yeah,” Steve agrees, like it’s the answer to everything.

Danny doesn’t let his head fill with questions of logistics, or the duration of this sudden change in their relationship. For now, ‘yeah’ and the back of Steve’s pick-up is more than enough. He rolls, gets himself on top of Steve, and kisses him again.

From there it’s all a blur of movement and clothes until Danny finds himself on his back again. He’s not complaining, not when Steve’s working his mouth down Danny’s neck and sucking a mark into his collarbone. Steve fingers Danny’s nipples and whispers, “next time,” which just brings all sorts of images flooding into Danny’s head. They’re gone again in an instant as Steve slides further down to take Danny’s hard cock into his mouth.

“Jesus, fuck,” Danny grunts, his head falling back and he’s so glad for the foam, because otherwise he probably would have concussed himself and that would be so not cool in the middle of a blow job.

Steve hums around Danny’s cock and sucks harder, his tongue tracing the head before he swallows Danny whole again. Danny rockets past all coherent thought and stares sightlessly up at the night sky as he focuses all his attention on not coming in the first thirty seconds like a teenager. Then Steve does something with his mouth that Danny can’t really identify, but in his already heightened state it’s far too much for him to be expected to take. With a string of choked out curses, Danny comes hard.

When his eyes blink open again, Steve’s leaning over him and even in the dim light Danny thinks Steve probably looks smug. “You’ll get yours, babe,” Danny tells him tiredly, trying to figure out where his arms are and why they feel like iron weights.

“No, ah, no need,” Steve says quietly as he lies next to Danny and wraps his arms around him.

If Danny didn’t know better, didn’t know Steve, he’d think Steve sounded a little embarrassed. Did he seriously come just from giving Danny a blow job? The evidence pointed to yes as Danny turned and curled into Steve’s arms, and Danny was nothing if not a good detective. Maybe it was the mind blowing orgasm, or the fact that Steve hadn’t said anything about the duration of the blow job, but Danny was feeling charitable. Besides, come on. Steve? Getting off from blowing Danny? How was that in any way a bad thing?

“Next time,” Danny mumbled, “we’re doing this in an actual bed. There will be lube, there will be showers.”

Above his head, Steve yawned before burying his nose in Danny’s hair. “Yeah,” he agreed.

Re: Fic: Stars as Witness (Steve/Danny, NC17)

[tipitina.livejournal.com]

Oh my God! So great!
Just like a night off should be!
Thank you so much for this! I was so stressed because I've got a really long flight tomorrow morning but now! Now I'm in heaven <3
Thanks again!

sga - john/rodney - au - of men and reapers

[meteorfire.livejournal.com]

When John died in an impressively fiery car crash, he'd expected sparkly lights, maybe some harp music. What he didn't expect was to see an attractive blue-eyed man scowling at a piece of paper in his hand.

"You Sheepdog?" he demanded.

"It's Sheppard," John corrected. "What are you, my guide to the afterlife?"

The other man rolled his eyes. "I'm a scientist, Sheepherder. Well, I was," he trailed off, before blinking and staring at John with sharp blue eyes. "Now I'm your Reaper. Come along now, we have things to do. Chop, chop!"

"It's Sheppard," John corrected yet again. "I am Lieutenant Colonel John Sheppard of the United States Air Force. I am not Sheepdog. I am not Sheepherder. I am not Skips-To-the-Lou. I am Sheppard."

The other man stopped and stared at him, taking in what he had ignored previously. He could feel the drool pooling in his mouth, and he swallowed dryly. His new charge didn't back down, and he was hot. Maybe he actually wouldn't scare this one away and he wouldn't be the only Reaper left in Toronto. It wasn't his fault he scared everyone else away.

"Rodney. Doctor Rodney McKay, owner of three PhD's and your soul. Come, minion, we have much to do."

John simply rolled his eyes and followed Rodney off into the fog. "If you think I'm becoming your minion, Rodney, you've got another think coming."

Rodney snorted. "Not happening, flyboy."

Re: sga - john/rodney - au - of men and reapers

[tipitina.livejournal.com]

My god! It took me so long to answer.

You're amazing! it was exactly what I wanted for this session of five acts! What a universe! I'm a fan! Oh John you don't know what you got yourself into XD I hope you'll play again in this universe even if it's not for five acts or me! It's just to good to be a one time prompt ;D

Thank you so much for playing on my post! <3

Re: sga - john/rodney - au - of men and reapers

[meteorfire.livejournal.com]

Thanks! I actually kind of do want to play in this 'verse again; we'll see. But yes, this was the first thing that jumped into my brain. :)

You're welcome!