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petraSomeone has predicted that the Rapture is coming on Saturday, after previously predicting that it would happen several years ago. All the chosen people will go zipping off into the skies to be with God, possibly damaging their roofs on the way up.
I don't know about you, reader, but to me that says, "Time to write stories about people enjoying themselves greatly while off the ground."
I'd like some comment fic about sex or kink practices involving flying, zero gravity, wingfic, Mile High Club memberships, suspension bondage, skydiving, trampolines, dragon riding, broomsticks, Wingardium leviosa, or anything else you can think of up to and including the Rapture, as long as at least one person defying gravity, bring it on! Every fandom and character is welcome, including real people. Please don't abbreviate your fandoms and pairings, because your Sam and Jack probably aren't my Sam and Jack.
Let's do this as a prompt fest. Leave prompts in the comments, one per comment, in the following fashion:
PROMPT: Fandom - Pairing - type of flight if you want to specify/other prompt, if you have one
For example:
PROMPT: Good Omens - Crowley/Aziraphale - wings/peace and quiet
or
PROMPT: Farscape - Chiana/Jool - zero-G/whee!
or
PROMPT: Temeraire - Temeraire - dragon/self-abuse
If you fill someone's prompt, please reply to their prompt, and title your comment starting with FILL: so people can find it easily, and note any AO3 standard warnings in the header, or the first line, if there's not enough space. The standard warnings are: graphic violence, major character death, rape/non-con, underage, no warnings apply, or choose not to warn.
For example:
FILL: Good Omens - Crowley/Aziraphale - A Battering Ram - no warnings apply
FILL: Farscape - Chiana/Jool - Completely Fahrbot - graphic violence
FILL: Temeraire - Temeraire - A host of golden daffodils - choose not to warn
If your story is more than one comment long, please put in Part 1/however many it is. Anonymous comments are welcome as long as they conform to the rules.
ETA: If you don't want to prompt someone else, and just want to submit something you've written, please do. For posting purposes, treat it as a fill.
Tell your friends! The more, the more Rapturous!
I've also created a collection at the AO3 for this, called Rapture 2011. Go here to post a new work in it. If you need an AO3 invitation, please private message me; I have 10 and I'm happy to share.
(If you think you're going to get Raptured on Saturday, happy flying to you, friend. I'm pretty sure I won't be, and you don't need to tell me so.)
I don't know about you, reader, but to me that says, "Time to write stories about people enjoying themselves greatly while off the ground."
I'd like some comment fic about sex or kink practices involving flying, zero gravity, wingfic, Mile High Club memberships, suspension bondage, skydiving, trampolines, dragon riding, broomsticks, Wingardium leviosa, or anything else you can think of up to and including the Rapture, as long as at least one person defying gravity, bring it on! Every fandom and character is welcome, including real people. Please don't abbreviate your fandoms and pairings, because your Sam and Jack probably aren't my Sam and Jack.
Let's do this as a prompt fest. Leave prompts in the comments, one per comment, in the following fashion:
PROMPT: Fandom - Pairing - type of flight if you want to specify/other prompt, if you have one
For example:
PROMPT: Good Omens - Crowley/Aziraphale - wings/peace and quiet
or
PROMPT: Farscape - Chiana/Jool - zero-G/whee!
or
PROMPT: Temeraire - Temeraire - dragon/self-abuse
If you fill someone's prompt, please reply to their prompt, and title your comment starting with FILL: so people can find it easily, and note any AO3 standard warnings in the header, or the first line, if there's not enough space. The standard warnings are: graphic violence, major character death, rape/non-con, underage, no warnings apply, or choose not to warn.
For example:
FILL: Good Omens - Crowley/Aziraphale - A Battering Ram - no warnings apply
FILL: Farscape - Chiana/Jool - Completely Fahrbot - graphic violence
FILL: Temeraire - Temeraire - A host of golden daffodils - choose not to warn
If your story is more than one comment long, please put in Part 1/however many it is. Anonymous comments are welcome as long as they conform to the rules.
ETA: If you don't want to prompt someone else, and just want to submit something you've written, please do. For posting purposes, treat it as a fill.
Tell your friends! The more, the more Rapturous!
I've also created a collection at the AO3 for this, called Rapture 2011. Go here to post a new work in it. If you need an AO3 invitation, please private message me; I have 10 and I'm happy to share.
(If you think you're going to get Raptured on Saturday, happy flying to you, friend. I'm pretty sure I won't be, and you don't need to tell me so.)
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PROMPT: Temeraire - Temeraire - dragon/self-abuse
Date: 2011-05-17 08:10 pm (UTC)PROMPT: Avatar: The Last Airbender - Sokka/Suki - airship
Date: 2011-05-17 08:16 pm (UTC)PROMPT: Princess Tutu - Duck/Fakia - lighter than air
Date: 2011-05-17 08:21 pm (UTC)Re: PROMPT: Princess Tutu - Duck/Fakia - lighter than air
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From:PROMPT: Spooks - Adam/Fiona - jumpline
Date: 2011-05-17 08:25 pm (UTC)PROMPT: Durarara!! - Celty Sturluson/Sonohara Anri - "Shooter" (motorcycle)/romantic epiphany
Date: 2011-05-18 01:33 am (UTC)PROMPT: Doctor Who - Amy/Rory - doin' it in space!
Date: 2011-05-18 05:11 am (UTC)(The TARDIS totally approves.)
PROMPT: DCU - Dick/Tim - between tall buildings
Date: 2011-05-18 01:17 pm (UTC)PROMPT: My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic - Fluttershy - fear of heights
Date: 2011-05-18 01:34 pm (UTC)PROMPT: My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic - Rainbow Dash - go faster, go farther
Date: 2011-05-18 01:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-18 02:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-18 02:16 pm (UTC)PROMPT: My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic - Rarity - missing her butterfly wings
Date: 2011-05-18 02:29 pm (UTC)PROMPT: Dragonriders of Pern - Mirrim & Path - first flight
Date: 2011-05-18 02:30 pm (UTC)PROMPT: Firefly - Simon/Kaylee - sex in zero g
Date: 2011-05-18 02:37 pm (UTC)PROMPT: Star Trek XI - Kirk/Sulu - rocket packs
Date: 2011-05-18 03:13 pm (UTC)PROMPT: Top Gear UK RPF - James/Richard - flying caravan
Date: 2011-05-18 03:21 pm (UTC)Re: PROMPT: Top Gear UK RPF - James/Richard - flying caravan
Date: 2011-05-19 01:28 am (UTC)http://img.thesun.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00899/SNN0116A_682_899589a.jpg
*grin*
PROMPT: Middleman - Wendy/Middleman - hot air ballon
Date: 2011-05-18 03:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-18 03:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-18 04:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-18 04:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-18 04:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-18 04:06 pm (UTC)FILL, sorta
Date: 2011-05-23 04:10 am (UTC)Re: FILL, sorta
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Date: 2011-05-18 04:07 pm (UTC)Fill -- Star Trek XI -- Gaila/Chapel -- Turned Me to the Sky
Date: 2011-05-19 01:08 am (UTC)“Is this really necessary?” she hissed, aiming her voice at what she hoped was Gaila's ear. “I know we're at the transporter hub,” she added because the cacophony around her had finally resolved itself into requests for Utopia Planetia and Luna Colony.
“You said you'd do anything I wanted. That's the human birthday custom, right?”
“Well, yes, but...”
Christine tuned out the sounds around her again. If people were talking about her, she didn't want to hear it.
“There's no but. It's my birthday, and I want to give you a present. A secret present.”
Christine knew it was useless – even unkind – to protest. It wasn't Gaila's birthday, which no one had ever written down, but it was the anniversary of her freedom. And Gaila had said firmly that she did not want birthday presents; she had everything she needed already, and now that she finally had a little money to call her own, she wanted to give. And so Christine allowed Gaila to position her on the transporter pad and pretended not to hear that their destination was the moon. She did not even try to peer around the edges of the blindfold when they arrived; she only climbed onto the hoverbus with Gaila and tried to ignore the names of the stops so that she would not guess their destination. It would have been nicer – and less embarrassing – to charter a private shuttle or at least a cab from the transporter station, but Christine knew that Gaila didn't have the credits for that. Whatever Gaila was giving her today, it was the best she could afford.
Still, she had to admit she was baffled when Gaila began to dress her. They had stepped off the bus into a building of some kind.
“Welcome to ---” a clerk had chirped, but Gaila had silenced him with a loud “SHHHHH!”
Now they were in a dressing room of some kind, and Gaila was pulling a tight-fitting pair of pants over her clothes. Then there was a jacket, and finally, a pair of heavy boots.
“Dammit,” Gaila muttered somewhere near her ear. “I can't put the helmet on without taking the blindfold off.”
Privately, Christine thought that was a relief. Now that it was clear the blindfold was not a sex prop, Christine wanted her eyes wide open. Gaila had many excellent qualities, but impulse control was not one of them. Blindly following her plans could result in incarceration, hospitalization, or both.
“Give me just a second,” Gaila said, and Christine heard cloth rustling, followed by the sound of a zipper. Then there was a loud click, which she imagined was Gaila sealing a helmet over her head.
Gaila's fingers brushed her hair for just a moment before the blindfold fell off. Christine blinked. They were in a small, gray-walled cubicle. Gaila was positively radiant with glee. She snapped the helmet over Christine's head and shoved her out a door that looked a lot like an airlock.
They were on the moon. A dusty, gray, unremarkable stretch of the moon. A blue and green sliver of Earth hung in the distance. Christine knew it was hardly the best view Luna colony had to offer. She wondered, though she would not ask, why they were here.
“Jump!” Gaila commanded, and Christine did as she was ordered, though she was careful not to jump too high. She'd been through enough low-grav training to know better than to spin off into space.
“Higher!” Gaila yelled.
Christine hesitated. Gaila looked hurt. She bent her knees, and launched herself as hard as she could at the star-studded sky, willing herself not to think of the consequences.
“Open your eyes!” Gaila called from the ground, and Christine forced herself to look up at the inky blackness rising above her. It was exhilarating, she had to admit, and a forcefield stopped her before she climbed too high.
Gaila caught her on the way down and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling their hips together.
“I was so broke the last time I came here,” she said. “I mean, I know there are better places to play in low gravity, better views of Earth...and I was out here all by myself. But it was the most fun I'd ever had.”
Christine squeezed one of Gaila's hands through the bulky gloves. Gaila squeezed back and launched them together toward Earth's distant blue sky.
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Date: 2011-05-18 04:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-18 04:19 pm (UTC)