Celebrate Prompt Times, Come On!

[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]

Oh my god your second prompt just...disappeared.

[aboutademongirl.livejournal.com]

O_o. Where'd it go? Shit, I can't even remember it.

[aboutademongirl.livejournal.com]

Found it: Jealous!Nate at the beach, fawning over Brad surfing. Fawning totally discreetly, of course. Unlike those other motherfuckersurfers.

[dark-reaction.livejournal.com]

Alicia had been seeing the Oceanside Viking Surf God at the beach for years now. Nobody, not even Jaime with her perfect long blonde hair and 34 double D boobs, had ever worked up the courage to talk to him. They just suntanned and speculated. He was one of the best surfers on the waves, probably a man in uniform if his haircut and habit of disappearing for long stretches of time was anything to go by. He had a horrible tattoo which somehow, unfairly, didn’t decrease his allure. In fact every girl in the group agreed, transcending type and preference, that he was one of the hottest guys they'd ever seen.

Alicia would like to say she'd never thought of him on days that she didn't see him at the beach, but she was at least sure that among her group of friends she wasn't alone. They'd probably all imagined the day he'd walk up to their little collection of towels and say hey.

He was back at the beach again today and Jaime was trying to convince Sarah, the only one of them who surfed, to get out there and talk to him.

“He goes out further than I do,” Sarah protested, “If I try to follow him I’ll probably injure myself.”

Jaime got a gleam in her eyes that said it would be worth it, but Alicia shook her head and patted Sarah on the shoulder. “Don’t worry about it. Jaime just doesn’t want to admit she’s too chicken shit to admit she’s been perving on him for years.”

Jaime pushed her sunglasses down her nose. “Pot, kettle.”

Alicia grinned and took a sip of peach Snapple. “Thank god he’s regular like clockwork.”

Jaime shook her head. “I view it as a curse. We totally would’ve forgotten about him if he’d stopped showing up here.”

They’d been coming to the beach every second Saturday of the month that the weather was good since high school. She turned over to sun her back and tried not to think about it.

At that moment the Oceanside Viking Surf God walked out of the waves, heading up the beach. He thrust his surfboard into the sand and pushed his wetsuit down to his hips. Water beaded on his chest and down over his abs. They stared.

Jaime bit her lip. “God, his fuck cuts…”

Alicia said, “Jesus, Jaime! Sex lines.”

She waved Alicia off with a blasé pronouncement, “Fuck cuts, sex lines, hip bones…whatever.”

Sarah sighed and told them, “We’re so pathetic.”

The Viking surf god walked past them, heading to a guy on a beach blanket with a pair of aviators perched on his nose as he read a Chuck Palahniuk novel. His pale shoulders were already turning pink in the sun.

“Two cute guys,” Jaime said mournfully. “We need to sack up.” Alicia sighed with her.

“Orrrrrrrrr…not,” Sarah pointed out.

“What?” Alicia asked and Sarah gestured back at Surf God and his friend. They shared a kiss and then Surf God leaned over and started rubbing sunscreen onto the other guy’s shoulders.

“Shit,” Jaime said, pulling her sunglasses off her face.

Alicia nodded. “Oh man, I’m so glad we didn’t have the balls to go up to him.”

They all laughed.

[aboutademongirl.livejournal.com]

You are a precious, precious person, and your mind should be carefully bubble-wrapped should it ever be extracted from your cranium! <3. I mean this in the most complimentary way possible! I absolutely adore how this all takes place in the eyes of the Brad!oglers.

[oxoniensis.livejournal.com]

Such fun! I adore the little description of Nate!