Lettie (osteological) wrote,
@ 2008-10-14 20:41:00

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Stolen from Gypsy on LJ.
Pick a pairing from my fandoms, and come with a location and/or situation, and I will write you between 50 and ~~250 words~~ I LAUGH IN THE FACE OF UPPER LIMITS about the kiss that happened in that context.

If you're not sure whether I do a fandom or not, ask!

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	impossiblecase 2008-10-15 03:44 am UTC (link)
	Tomas and Avis.................finding out baby news In the middle of a battle >] (Reply to this)(Thread)

osteological
2008-10-15 03:52 am UTC (link)

"Oh, for fuck's sake!" Avis gritted her teeth, throwing a hex over her shoulder. She'd barely caught sight of the little vial as it rolled out from her pocket to the other side of the bloody battlefield, but she'd seen it. Tomas squawked something about not being able to hear her because he was too busy saving the world, thanks, and she responded by grabbing his arm firmly.

She jerked him forward by his sleeve (she had to be fast, really fast...) and kissed him hard.

"We're pregnant."

"What?"

"Well, it isn't my fault that we got called in during the middle of me taking the tes--"

"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME YOU WERE TAKING A TEST!"

"WELL I WOULD HAVE TOLD YOU AFTER!"

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	holocron 2008-10-15 03:45 am UTC (link)
	UH SIMON/KAYLEE OBVIOUSLY. Hmmm... location... is the ship medical room! (Reply to this)(Thread)

osteological
2008-10-15 04:03 am UTC (link)

"Ow!"

"This is coming from the woman who works on engines in the grease all day. Can you imagine how many germs you wallow in every time you even --"

"Is that why y'make me shower before we take a roll, Simon?" Kaylee frowned, sucking her thumb into her mouth where Simon had pricked it with the pointy thingy-majig.

Simon reddened and glanced to Kaylee, entirely skeptical. "Well, it's done now. Do you expect me to kiss it better?"

The hand in the front of his medical robes (ew, smearing them with grease) was just as much of an answer as the lips capturing his own -- Yes.

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	(Anonymous) 2008-10-15 03:45 am UTC (link)
	Clio - Liir - Museum of Natural History (Reply to this)(Thread)

osteological
2008-10-15 04:28 am UTC (link)

Every time that Clio glanced at Liir, he pretended to be very engrossed in one of the exhibits -- but every time that she turned to read something or another she was very certain that she could feel his eyes on her.

It was in the exhibit about prehistoric plants that she slipped up right behind him while he really was interested in reading about ... phytoliths or something ... and tapped him on the shoulder.

When Liir turned around, startled by their proximity, she kissed him lightly on the lips and grinned wickedly.

"Your first kiss with a girl with you still conscious, if I recall correctly ... in an appropriately educational setting. Much more fitting, I think."

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	hitler 2008-10-15 03:52 am UTC (link)
	Waldo/Lyss = Baby conception! Tadhg/Lyss = Baby clothes shopping! (Reply to this)(Thread)

osteological
2008-10-15 04:34 am UTC (link)

Okay, okay -- so this was Waldo the fucking Hobgoblin, why was she hesitating? It wasn't like she hadn't had to do some questionable flirting to get this far, what was a little more?

Lyssandra smirked as she leaned forward on the couch, kissing Waldo slowly and making sure that she got in just enough tongue that he wasn't going to be left wanting, as it were.

...she was only momentarily puzzled to find that her mouth was suddenly a lot more minty than it had been a few moments before. She blew a (rather pitiful) bubble and mused with an arched brow, "I would have figured you for a Drooble's bloke."

...smooth. Really smooth.

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osteological
2008-10-15 05:03 am UTC (link)

"...if you make one more joke about peek-a-boo bras, I am going to deck you." Lyssandra huffed, crossing her arms over her chest and pushing through to the next aisle where there were small pink booties with little white laces and Merlin they were either really cute or she was really hormonal.

Tadhg grumbled, but followed behind her. "Look," he muttered, "All I'm saying is that I don't see why I can't have a little fun with the girls while they're all..." He made a lewd gesture toward his chest that suggested her breasts were going to inflate like bloody water balloons.

...oh, he would. "Oooh, that is it," Lyssandra stormed toward the man, utterly intent on smacking him so hard that his family tree would shake ... only to be very effectively stopped by his lips on hers.

...Oooh.

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	destinedtofly 2008-10-15 04:13 am UTC (link)
	Peter and Sylar . . . in Level 5. (Reply to this)(Thread)

	kickawesome 2008-10-15 04:14 am UTC (link)
	ajhsd;lfkahsdgklk I SECOND THIS. (Reply to this)(Parent)

osteological
2008-10-15 04:48 am UTC (link)

Peter's hands around his neck remind Sylar of how long it's been since he's had anyone touch him with any sort of passionate intent. He knows that even with Claire's power, it will be only be a matter of time until he passes out from lack of oxygen. A thumb pressing into his windpipe draws him back to more urgent matters.

"You," he rasps, now certain that he's the favorite in the family for the time being, "let me go." The 'request' is coupled with an icy hand pushed up against Peter's chest. Unsurprisingly, his throat is free in a matter of seconds. He should be gasping for air, grateful of the release ... but all he can do is fist a hand in Peter's hair and drag him in for a kiss that has him just as breathless and with bright spots in his vision.

Someone who understood was all that Gabriel Gray had ever wanted.

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	kickawesome 2008-10-15 04:13 am UTC (link)
	Nicky/Greg. Morgue. WHUT? >.> (Reply to this)(Thread)

osteological
2008-10-15 04:56 am UTC (link)

"You've seriously ... never?" Greg arched a brow at Nick as he stepped through the doors of the morgue. The pleasant chill of the room coasted over his skin, all too familiar. He stepped over to the wall of refrigerated bodies and leaned back against the cold metal, ignoring the look that the other CSI was giving him.

"Not all of us have such a high perversity threshold, Greggo." The split-second Nick's mouth stayed open was all that it took for Greg to dart forward and kiss the other man soundly, pulling back a moment later with a slightly wet 'pop'.

The blush that crawled up Nick's neck at an alarming rate made him smirk.

"Oh, you so do. Yours is probably even higher than mine. You've imagined bending me over your knee dressed in a French Maid outfit, haven't you?" Greg squeaked when Nick hit him on the arm rather hard and opted to keep his hands (and mouth) to himself.

...for now.

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	im_sirius 2008-10-15 02:13 pm UTC (link)
	I VOTE WRITE MORE ON THIS TOPIC. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	osteological 2008-10-16 02:34 am UTC (link)
	Ah, I can see it now -- CSI: Pervert. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	im_sirius 2008-10-16 02:35 am UTC (link)
	YES. (Reply to this)(Parent)

	THIS IS XAVERIE (Anonymous) 2008-10-15 05:01 am UTC (link)
	UHHHHHHHH Sylar + Angela If there's anyone who could make him eat a healthy meal, it's totally Mama Petrelli. (Reply to this)(Thread)

osteological
2008-10-15 05:11 am UTC (link)

"Gabriel," Angela pressed, ignoring the way that her hand was shaking as she stood in the doorway to his cell, "You need to eat. And I don't want to hear anything about what you do or do not deserve, is that clear?"

He wasn't sure when he'd actually started to believe that she was his mother, but right now ... any trace of doubt about it was banished from his mind. "You're trembling, mother." His voice wasn't as sharp-edged as he'd been hoping it would be; apparently someone actually caring about his well-being and taking him at face value instead of thinking that he had an ulterior motive was taking its toll on him. He stepped back and she moved into the cell with the food, letting the door shut behind her.

"Fine." He held out his hand mechanically from where he was sitting and Angela dropped the plate into it, sliding behind him and giving his shoulder a firm squeeze. She pressed a kiss into his hair and merely stood there for a moment or two, still.

Finally, a son that she could be proud of.

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	im_sirius 2008-10-15 05:28 am UTC (link)
	West/Malcolm Grayson/Cam Sweets/somethingreallydirty Narcissa/Snape/Remus YOUASKEDFORIT. (Reply to this)(Thread)

	im_sirius 2008-10-15 05:32 am UTC (link)
	Locker room, malcom's 19. if ophelia!plot didn't exist. GETTING CAUGHT. Possibly involving his HAZMAT!suit. UH one blindfolded the other gagged. (Reply to this)(Parent)

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