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[turps]

I've just seen this meme, and I'll throw it out there and see if anyone bites.

Comment to this post with an offer to write in any fandom that you and I have in common. I will answer with a prompt. Then, you will write me comment-fic, snippets, or whatever comes to mind. Now go post this in your own journal and demand fic of your very own! Make your flist work! You had a long week and you DESERVE it, dammit!

*And none of this BS from non-writers or newbies about having nothing to offer. Repeat to yourselves: I am a good person. I deserve the fiction of my choice. Gosh darn it, people like me. I shall reap the benefits of fandom.

One of my favourite things is to have fic written for me. I don't care if it's a drabble, or you think you can't write. I say, of course you can! Entertain me! I'll love you for it. I'll even be nice and not ask everyone for Kevin/Chris.

I want to say thank you to both daisydust for the paid time for the newsletter, and geeklite for the add on user pictures. You're both incredibly awesome. *mwah*

James has been off all week. He's still not feeling well and has to go to hospital on Monday for a scan if he's not feeling better by then. Hopefully he is, there's only so much brow rubbing I can do ;)

In great news, I have over 1000 words of my sparklyglee story! I won't be a failure who flakes for her own challenge. Which man, is a relief.

That's it for my oh so exciting life. Unless you want to know I have fresh pineapple. 2 for £1. If only it came ready skinned. And yes, I know you can get it tinned. That's not the same.

Comments

[turps33.livejournal.com]

I have such glee!

Thank you!

I'd love trickc, please.

[frausorge]

When Chris came back from his meeting with Lou, his face was full of storm clouds. "What the hell's wrong with you?" JC said.

"Braces," Chris said, throwing himself down next to JC on the living room floor.

"What do you mean, braces?"

"My teeth -" Chris paused and bared them so JC could see - "aren't fucking straight enough. Apparently. So Lou wants me to get them fixed."

"Wow," JC said. He looked at Chris's mouth.

"Like I was a damn teenager," Chris said. JC raised an eyebrow, but Chris was looking down at the tuft of rug he was ripping out and didn't notice. "I'm not gonna be able -" Then he did cast a glance sideways at JC, but JC just sat there and waited for him to go on. "Oh, fuck it," Chris said finally. "Look, I won't be able to blow anybody. I'll barely be able to kiss anybody. It's going to fucking suck, and if you're shocked now I don't wanna hear about it."

JC looked at Chris's fingers fiddling with the bits of carpet fiber. "Maybe you need one for the road," he said.

"What?" Chris said.

JC leaned over and pressed his mouth to Chris's.

"Are you insane?" Chris said.

"Do you want to suck me or not?" JC said.

Chris stared at him. "Well, I guess I do," he said.

JC scooted back to lean against the couch. Chris pushed JC's thighs apart and reached for his belt buckle.

JC hissed out a sigh at the first touch of Chris's mouth on his dick. Chris managed to cast a glare up to him, and JC pressed his hand over his own mouth. Chris braced himself with one hand next to JC's hip and wrapped the other around the base of JC's cock. He tongued over the head, then slid down, sucking, and drew back, and down again, again, again, again. JC pressed his thighs in closer around Chris's knees and rested a hand on Chris's shoulder. Chris leaned into the touch for a moment before bending his head back down, his lips stretched, his throat working. JC took great gulps of air as quietly as he could. He couldn't help it, he couldn't help it. Chris's hair brushed his thighs with each bob of Chris's head, and JC pushed at Chris's shoulder and choked out, "Chris, now -" Chris pulled off and encircled JC's dick with both hands, and JC shuddered and thrust into Chris's fingers and came.

"There," Chris said when JC had collapsed back against the couch. He wiped his mouth and leaned up to touch his lips lightly to JC's. Then he sat back on his heels with a wry look. "Well, I hope you enjoyed that, C, 'cause there won't be any more for at least a year."

JC pressed his palms to the floor and tangled his fingers into the rug.

[turps33.livejournal.com]

I love that!

It's my favourite era for fic, it has blowjobs and a Chris and JC I love, and Chris all pissy about the braces. It's made of glee!

Thank you!

[frausorge]

You are most welcome! I strive to please, you know, so I'm superglad you liked it. 'cause, all for you!