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+ Post a list of your five favorite acts/kinks to read about. Check out this list if you need some inspiration. At the bottom, add what fandoms/pairings you're interested in.
+ Read other people's lists; the master list of lists is here.
+ Post comment-fic based off of other people's interests.


Toppy, badass chicks. Fuck yes. ♥_______♥

Rough Sex
Harsh, violent, angry, desperate, vicious, and/or hateful sex.

I like my characters very fucked up. Tragedy, angst, darkness, brokenness, guilt issues, shame, nightmares, self-hatred, it's all delicious.

Restraint By Physical Force
Pinning someone down; pushing someone's arm up behind their back during sex; covering or clasping someone's hands to prevent movement.

What can I say? I'm a sucker for the concept of love; anything and everything, from light, fluttery sweetness to unhealthily obsessive devotion, is absolutely lovely. ♥


Angel Sanctuary
Alexiel/Rosiel, Rosiel/Katan, Sara/Setsuna, Kira/Kato, Belial/anyone.

Battlestar Galactica
Pretty much anything that doesn't involve Lee, Roslin, or Cavil, but I am particularly fond of Leoben/Kara, Leoben/Kara/Sam, Kara/Felix, Gaius/Felix, Head!Six/Gaius, Six/Kara, and any cylon/cylon pairing (excepting, of course, Cavil).


Any pairing that isn't Dean/Castiel, Gabriel/Sam, or Sam/Dean. Bonus points for angelcest, Meg/Castiel, Meg/Dean, Meg/Jo, Balthazar/Dean, Anna/Dean, Crowley/Castiel, Uriel/anyone, Adam/anyone. My undying love for Anna/Dean/Uriel.

The Mentalist
Red John/anyone, Jane/Cho, Hightower/Lisbon, Lisbon/Cho, Van Pelt/Cho.

Battlestar Galactica/Supernatural
Six/Raphael, Six/Anna, Six/Castiel, Six/Balthazar, Kara/Castiel, Kara/Raphael, Kara/Dean, Leoben/Castiel, Leoben/Adam, Kara/Adam, Leoben/Kara/Anders/Adam. (...Seriously, just throw some characters from these fandoms together (excepting Lee, Roslin, and Cavil, obvs), and I am bound to adore it. XD)


From [livejournal.com profile] _bluebells: BSG/SPN, Head!Leoben/Adam/Kara/Anders, NC-17, femdom, semi-rough, emo kink, physical restraint, love.
From: [livejournal.com profile] zekkass: AS/SPN, Uriel/Belial, NC-17, fem-dom, emo-kink, restraints.


For [livejournal.com profile] _bluebells: SPN, Raphael/Meg, NC-17, wall!sex, restraint.

Date: 2011-05-09 08:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] trillianastra.livejournal.com
Oh, hell.

Now that you've mentioned it, I've got Leoben/Kara/Anders/Adam stuck in my head.

Date: 2011-05-09 08:11 pm (UTC)
ext_236704: (SPN / deviously dirty)
From: [identity profile] ravenspear.livejournal.com
And so my evil sexy work here is done. >:3

Date: 2011-05-09 08:18 pm (UTC)
darkicedragon: Kenshin resting on top of Arctic Fox, a red heart in the top left corner (Default)
From: [personal profile] darkicedragon
Waaaaa, damn, I can't believe this is going again! *wants to make a post and check out everyone's posts but aaaaah, I need to write first!* XDD

Date: 2011-05-09 09:24 pm (UTC)
ext_236704: (Text / questionable and disgusting)
From: [identity profile] ravenspear.livejournal.com
Doooooooooo eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet! *tempt tempt* X3

Date: 2011-05-10 05:54 am (UTC)
darkicedragon: Kenshin resting on top of Arctic Fox, a red heart in the top left corner (Default)
From: [personal profile] darkicedragon
But - but the majority of my fandoms are tiiiiiny and my kinks don't mesh well with my fandoms! XDD;;


adsklfjad Okay, I will hit a thousand-words today and then I'll make the post. *is tempted* Maybe it'll be good incentive. :3

Date: 2011-05-09 10:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] psychedelicammo.livejournal.com
You have excellent taste. That is all.

I really want to make a list, but I should be studying for my Stats final tomorrow :s.
From: [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_bluebells/
Adam likes the curves of Kara, that she’s both soft and hard depending on where his hands press, but he doesn’t get to explore for very long.

“So gentle, baby blue,” She mocks, pinning his wrists and Adam feels the bones and muscles complain under the full lean of her weight. She cocks her head, challenging him to voice the protest that probably shows in his face. She kisses him with her smirk.

“I wouldn’t want to hurt you,” Adam murmurs when she pulls back. He glances over her shoulder at the man who walks up to the bed.

“Trust me, kid,” The man with dark hair says, pulling off his fingerless gloves. “You couldn’t if you tried.”

The man’s hands slide around Kara’s belly and her smirk turns playful as she lifts herself from Adam, turning back to kiss the man who tucks himself against her back.

“Hey, you.” She smiles.

“Tell me you’re going easy on him,” The man says.

“What? Sam.” Kara shakes her head at the stupid suggestion.

Adam envies the comfortable familiar way they sway on their knees above him, simply holding each other and smiling, but then Sam’s attention turns to him and Adam swallows.

For a few seconds, Sam just looks at him, light blue gaze flickering from his face, down his body and Adam thinks that Sam must be wondering about this other guy his wife has brought to their bed, but Adam knows he’s not the first.

Eventually, Sam pulls him up by a hand and slides around behind him, pulling Adam between his thighs and Adam’s conscious of how warm the other man is against his back, and just how much bigger Sam is than him. Adam’s used to being one of the taller guys around.

It’s funny: the two Sams Adam knows are both giants, but that’s not a train of thought he wants to follow right now.

They can love you, Leoben had told him.

Sam’s hands are under his thighs when Kara slides down onto him, slick, tight, and hot like the breath she hisses against his cheek. Adam watches her eyes flutter closed for the briefest moment and it occurs to him how beautiful she looks like this. But then the vulnerability in her expression melts with a roll of her jaw and her hand punches out at his shoulder, slamming Adam back against Sam.

“Ugh, what the--?” The rest of that sentence leaves Adam in a breathless groan as Kara begins to ride him, slow and grinding, and he shivers as Sam pulls his hands behind his back.

Adam can feel that Sam is hard through his clothes, he feels it even better when Sam’s hips roll up against him, thrusting him deeper into Kara as she pushes a hand through Adam’s hair. She tilts his head back against Sam’s shoulder and kisses him messily, her teeth catching his lips as she laughs, and it makes Adam’s heart thunder in his chest.

They can love you, Adam hears Leoben’s voice again, but this time it sounds closer, sharper than any memory, and the next time Leoben speaks it’s real enough that Adam feels the lips of that figment against his ear. But don’t tell them how much you like it.

He thinks that if he turned his head, he’d find Leoben there, bright eyes full of that cold, knowing assurance. He’s afraid to look and see how he’d reflect in those eyes.

Adam shudders when Sam bites his shoulder, massaging Adam’s wrists behind his back as Kara moves above them. The pale, overhead fluorescent throws her hair in a wan halo and Adam shuts his eyes to everything but the people forcing him closer to that blinding edge with too tight fingers that bruise, choking heat, and laughter that he’ll steal to warm himself with later.

Follow them, Leoben tells him, This is where you’re supposed to be.

Those words break something inside him and Sam’s mouth catches his when he spills over, open-mouthed and hungry as though Sam had finally lost a battle with himself. Kara’s hands stroke over both of them, from Sam’s shoulder to his neck and down Adam’s chest, and Adam feels the moment she finds her release, stealing his breath with the fluttering clench of her muscles around him.

She whimpers softly, just once, and then she’s kissing him. By the interested pass of Sam’s hands over his stomach and down to the place where he’s still inside Kara, Adam doesn’t think they’re finished yet.

Follow them, Adam hears. And find me.
ext_236704: (Text / my favorite thing about today)
From: [identity profile] ravenspear.livejournal.com

I just died from awesome. Then I came back, because Heaven didn't have awesome like this. That is how much this thing makes me squee and flail. X3 ♥♥♥!!
From: [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_bluebells/
I love that gif, oh, Kara. <333 I'm so glad people like you badgered me into watching this show, it's amazing.

I deliver better awesome than Heaven? \o/ I'm so happy you liked it, you deserve awesome shiny impressions of Team Ultimate Destiny. :D
ext_3665: (Nocturne)
From: [identity profile] zekkass.livejournal.com
He supposes he should hate her. It'd be easy to, he thinks. She's ruined much of him already. He's lost status due to her, lost favor...lost his own sense of pride in himself.

Uriel doesn't hate her. He should. But he doesn't.

She's not that easy to hate.


Their last* encounter:

Uriel on his back, legs open, hands bound above his head. Belial astride him, opened to him, the one in control.

He loves her, he does. He'd do anything for her. He's done everything for her. (Destroy those cities for me, the ones I had fun at, won't you dear? Pretty please?)

Belial moves, and he reacts, follows her movements, but this time: he's changed, hurt by her already. He's been in this place before, agreed to do things for her, done them. He whispers words that he doesn't mean, not anymore. They both know it, and she knows that she's done with him.

(She always discards shells when she's done with them.)

Belial moves, puts fingers in his mouth to silence him, and when she looks at him they don't care about each other. It's physical only, now.

Yet. Physical is still something large in Uriel's head, large in his mind: she introduced him to physical pleasure, she taught him everything he will ever know about sex. (Uriel understands Lucifer's contempt for humanity now, hates humans himself now - this is what they must do to survive as a species, they must weaken themselves to go through this, they are helpless due to this....and emotions only make it worse, he's seen that firsthand.)

Uriel can't stop himself from whining as she moves, and makes himself growl soon after, because she has stopped, and he does not want the pace to be set by her.

It's too late for that, and he licks at her fingers when she quirks them, and hates himself for it.

Belial pulls her fingers free and kisses him, doesn't leave a mark (he'd kill her if she did, kill himself soon afterwards, but she isn't so obvious) and pulls free from him, slides down his body and now, now he feels it - the touch of her lips, the stain of her mark upon his skin, on his inner thigh.

He can hide it, no one will ever see it, he knows that. He will allow no other angel to get so close to him as that.

He feels Belial's smile, and her tongue on him, and comes, but that's it - it is only physical.

He reminds himself of that.


*last being taken to mean last encounter of any value, any meetings after that (there were a few) were simply conversations, strictly business, nothing that changed either of them
ext_236704: (SPN / relax bitches)
From: [identity profile] ravenspear.livejournal.com

oh god

it's so glorious


i don't have words

ext_3665: (Belial Amused)
From: [identity profile] zekkass.livejournal.com
<3 <3 <3 Thank you! I had great fun writing this, once I got it going.