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[sweetprince]

Last week's Flashforward totally paid homage to Generation Kill (I'm choosing to view it that way anyway). A woman driving in a HumVee in Iraq radioed in to Godfather as Hitman 2. And in the same episode that Callum Keith Rennie was gallivanting about. When I was watching it last night I had to immediately inform amberlynne.

Also, I spent like the last ten days of my life writing a really shitty story for my writing class that made me want to tear my hair out. THEREFORE, I think it's time for another prompt (snippet, time stamp, what have have you) party so I can enjoy writing again. You know the drill, any fandom I've written for in the past is fair game. Do not feel pushy. Dear SPN people, I would kill for some good prompts, I have not abandoned you!

Have a song for your trouble: Easy by Dragonette. It's the most romantic unromantic song I've ever heard. And I kinda hope to feel this way about someone one day.

Model!AU: Brad's first time bottoming for Nate for amberlynne
Brad/Sam for nomelon
Lucifer!Sam and Michael!Dean for killer_fiend
Ray signs Brad up for a dating site for setissma
Cop!AU: Walt goes to fetch Brad to give his report for jujubinha
Jared/Jensen, Riding a bicycle for ignited
Brad/Nate in SPN universe for oxoniensis
More ASkars/Batman for memphis86
SPN/Chuck Crossover, threesome between Sam, Ellie, and Awesome for rosekay
Professor!Alex and Fratboy!Stark for miss_saigon
Cop!AU: The first time Brad and Nate have sex for alethialia
Brad makes Nate slow down after being injured for irishdf
Brad/Nate, Sixteen Candles AU for amberlynne
Brad/Nate, Skinny-dipping, sort of for trolleys
Brad/Nate, MotoGP AU for katenotkit
Outside!Pov at the beach for aboutademongirl
Brad/Nate, grocery shopping for godofwine
Brad/Nate, in a motorcycle gang for kasiowy

Comments

[dark-reaction.livejournal.com]

I don't...ship Brad/Ray.

ETA: Sorry, that seems really kind of final. But yeah, I am OTPish about Brad/Nate. I thought you knew! You can ask for something else altogether?

[nomelon.livejournal.com]

Heh. It couldn't hurt to ask, right? Easily fixed. How about Brad/Nate, adrenaline, mouth, bruise. Or Brad/Sam Winchester.

[dark-reaction.livejournal.com]

Brad doesn’t like mysterious emo bitches. But the new bartender in his favorite dive hums along to The Cure on the jukebox, has to push bangs out of his eyes, and gets kind of weird about the shit that’s happening on the TV. He misses CJ, the old bartender who used to talk about his days working in a porn shop, like the time he got help up at gun point for porn tapes. The new guy’s taciturn at best. He’ll answer a direct question and chat for a bit if pushed, but there seems to be nothing to him. At least not other than the fact that he’s clearly depressed.

But then a careless patron shoves his glass off the bar, and the new guy catches it, hand shooting out in that dangerous moment they were all expecting it to crash to the floor in a shower of alcohol and glass. He sets it back on the bar top, only a little vodka and tonic dripping out over the side. Brad has never seen reflexes like that.

He knows the guy’s not military, but when he looks now, Brad knows he’s had some kind of freaky training. The next time Brad comes in with a couple of guys he watches the new guy process every one of them, filing them away like he’ll need the data later. He wields a knife like an iron chef, can tell where everybody is from just from listening to them talk, and has clearly picked up a book a time or two. He’s a puzzle.

Brad plops down on a barstool in front of him one evening while he’s polishing glasses and says cheerily, “Where’d you do your undergrad?”

“Stanford,” the new guy says and then looks up, startled.

Brad grins, orders a Glenfiddich on the rocks, and slides over a twenty as he takes a long sip. He leaves without waiting for change.

The next time he notices that out of all the shots people buy the new guy, he only likes tequila. He has a tattoo just under his shirt collar, when Led Zeppelin comes on the jukebox it makes him sad, and he can speak with some authority about James Joyce and Derrida. He’s like the emo lit major version of the LT.

When Brad leaves, heading back through the alleyway to get to his bike, he finds the new guy leaning up against the brick wall, arms crossed. “You need to stop trying to figure me out.”

Brad cocks his head, the corner of his mouth pulling up in a smirk. “You want tell me what it is you’re hiding?”

“No.”

“Well, too bad about that then.” Brad turns to walk out of the alley, but finds his way barred by the new guy.

“I’m serious,” the new guy says, eyes narrowed.

“I’ll bet you are, princess,” Brad replies, “but you want to get out of my way.”

The new guy laughs and doesn’t back down. He dodges the helmet Brad swings at him, and steps under Brad’s raised arm, into his guard, thrusting him back against the wall with a palm over his sternum. Brad gasps, the wind knocked out of him. They’re of a height, Brad might even be an inch taller, but somehow the new guy has the ability to loom like he’s a foot taller. Like how the LT could loom over guys much taller than him when he was pissed off.

Brad kisses him--the first person he hasn’t paid for in years. He thinks he does it more to disarm him than anything else. The new guy tolerates it for exactly a second before violently pulling away, large hand over his mouth.

“Is that why you…uh…were you interested…I don’t…” the new guy stutters out, staring at him.

Brad looks him over. “Yeah, you do.” The new guy looks somewhat betrayed. He stares at the fingers he touched to his mouth. Brad waits a moment and then says, “You going to come with me if I ask?”

New guy shakes his head. “It’s not me you want.”

Brad shrugs and looks up at the sky stained blackish red by light pollution. “Ain’t that the way.” He turns to go for his bike and can’t help a smile when he hears footsteps following behind him.

[nomelon.livejournal.com]

Nyyah. Fucking AWESOME. The way Brad is figuring him out and can't quite put all the pieces together. I didn't think you'd go for this one, BUT I'M SO GLAD YOU DID. ♥

[dark-reaction.livejournal.com]

I was talking about this with amberlynne, if you'd asked for Brad/Dean, I would've been like....I do not think so. But you know my desire to get Sam laid with everybody on the planet!

[trolleys.livejournal.com]

Good god, the thought of these two sexy behemoths getting it on... I LIKE. A LOT.

[themicemen.livejournal.com]

You had to use behemoths, didn't you? Made me laugh like a loon.

[dark-reaction.livejournal.com]

Thank you!