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Apr. 16th, 2011 07:02 pm
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This is a kinkmeme. You may just be familiar with the concept.

If not: explicit, adult content; read at your own risk, and keep the kids -- wherever that arbitrary line is in your jurisdiction -- out. Also, please wear your seatbelt.

RULES

1. When prompting, use the comment field to jot down character, pairing, or moresome first, then the kink(s), then any other prompt elements; after a line break, you can elaborate via words, images, or links. Like so?



2. When responding, use the subject line for the original prompt (plus your title, if you have one).

3. All kinks are welcome -- sexual, emotional, conceptual, likewise all gen, het, slash, bitextual and other fic from crack to drama.

4. Anon is encouraged but up to you.

5. Mark all spoilers, mmkay?

6. Go for it!

REMINDERS

7. With a view to some prompts: Spell Check is your BFF. Don't make Alt!Astrid cry, please?

8. A kinkmeme's more than a promptmeme. Here's [personal profile] eliade's non-definitive and non-exhaustive (but pretty illustrative) List of Fan-fiction Kinks, Tropes, Clichés, and Fetishes.

9. Could you -- in the subject line or the first line of the body of text -- draw attention to the fact there's rape or non-con, major character death, underage, and/or graphic violence in your response (which is the Archive Of Our Own (AO3) policy).

Date: 2012-02-03 03:51 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
It's a kink-meme, how about some actual kink? bdsm - pairing of your choice, hard core, dark fic, non-con - slip off into another universe if you need to, to make it work. Like Walter said, there's more than one world

Date: 2012-02-09 10:44 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
blue!Olivia/Peter, Peter fucking her while she's wearing only his peacoat

Date: 2012-02-24 03:19 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Olivia /or& Sarah Connor, kevlar

PETER/OLIVIA

Date: 2012-02-26 03:56 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Peter/Olivia, up against a wall.

Date: 2012-02-26 12:03 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Olivia; dreaming about Peter; vibrator

Walter/AltLivia

Date: 2012-02-28 05:23 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
AltLivia seduced Walter in the new timeline instead of Peter, that's why he calls her Mata Hari.

Peter/Olivia/AltLivia

Date: 2012-02-28 05:25 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Turns out AltLivia does like the bad boys sometimes, but only when they're around nice girls.

Date: 2012-02-29 03:12 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Anna Torv/Joshua Jackson...

For the love of gawd make my life complete, SOMEONE! please? PLEASE.

Date: 2012-02-29 04:44 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
preferably Peter/Olivia but any pairing will do

Someone walks in to find the two going at it in a vigorous fashion.

Joshua Jackson/Anna Torv

Date: 2012-02-29 05:48 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Filming THAT scene from 4.12 "Welcome to Westfield"

(Come on, I know that you have thought of it!)

Date: 2012-03-01 03:25 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Excuse me while I read this over and over....

Date: 2012-03-04 04:43 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Peter/Blue Olivia. Bondage.

Date: 2012-03-04 04:45 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Walter hearing Peter and Olivia down the hall. She's a screamer.

Date: 2012-03-04 05:08 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Peter/ Blue!Olivia/ Red!Olivia Peter doesn't know Red!Olivia would be joining them.

Date: 2012-03-06 01:06 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Anna Torv/ Joel Wyman; she shouldn't be attracted to her boss, who is a married man

Date: 2012-03-06 01:56 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Peter/Olivia; what if their phone hadn't rung in '6:02AM EST'?

Date: 2012-03-06 01:58 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Peter/Olivia; Olivia as a dominatrix

Date: 2012-03-06 02:00 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Peter/Olivia; Peter has a thing for women in stilletto heels.

Date: 2012-03-06 03:44 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Blue Livia. She's a little sex monkey. Weird fetishes.

KT Tunstall lyric

Date: 2012-03-07 08:00 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Peter/Olivia
"When I turn out the light, you're out sight, although I know that I'm not alone"

Date: 2012-03-07 09:46 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Peter/Olivia/Altlivia Kink Intro:

It was dark. Their torches did little to illuminate the tunnel they’d followed their suspect into. The man was responsible for infecting over 100 people with some unknown toxin. They hadn’t been able to defend against the attacks, as the toxin in every attack was slightly altered. Something that had frustrated Walter greatly. He fell into himself a little more with each attack. It reminded Peter of Walter on the first nights out of Saint Claires. Staring at equations, humming a haunting tune. The ever-evolving toxin also meant that the effects varied. The first attack had caused everyone to scratch at their skin as if there were something crawling under their flesh. The second caused a complete loss of impulse control and a heavy tendency towards violent outbursts. The effects may have differed, but they always proved catastrophic for the ones infected.

The hand on his shoulder caused him to jump. It took a moment for Peter to see Olivia’s eyes in the darkness. She wanted to split up, she hadn’t said it yet, but he knew. He knew like he knew Olivia was taking this case personally. The last attack had killed 4 children. Olivia always had a soft spot for children. Peter wondered if the Other Olivia shared this or if the protective nature was bourne from looking out for the other children in the Cortexiphan trials. Peter sighed and nodded in response to Olivia’s instructions. It was amazing the importance of tone. The way she asked him to split up was said hesitantly, uncertainly, basically, without trust.

Trust, he’d taken it for granted. The suspicious glare Walter gave him every time Peter brought him coffee or sweets; the perplexed look Olivia spared him whenever he acted more than a stranger. At times working with Olivia felt so familiar. In some ways she was so similar. Her insights, the things that made her smile, the way she furrowed her brow, the way she ran her hands through her hair. For brief moments he could delude himself into believing he was home, but then he’d make eye contact, and the unfamiliarity in her gaze would shatter his illusion.

Peter aimed his torch to the right, and jumped as Liv appeared a few feet in front of him. Her eyes appraised him in the dark, her auburn hair glinting against the light of the torch. Recent events had led to a joint effort by both universes. The Olivia Dunham from the other universe had been brought into the fold.

It was strange, looking at her with the familiarity of a lover and the baggage of betrayal while she looked on him as an amusing oddity. She acted like she found his knowledge of them and their world to be like an amusing parlor trick. He knew better. He’d drowned the betrayal in a bottle of whiskey, and he’d replayed every moment, broken down every deception. He could see it on her face now. The way her lip twitched as she joked, she was uncomfortable. His knowledge made her uncomfortable. This was something the two Dunhams had in common.
Liv smiled at his surprise,

“That way pretty boy.” Peter looked to the left and found a third tunnel. The tunnels ran for miles under the city. There wasn’t a better place for their suspect to run. The next few minutes were uneventful. The air was stale, and the torch only allowed him to see a few feet ahead. The air smelled of rust, and grapefruit of all things. He stopped dead in his tracks. No. It couldn’t be. He took off in a run, “Olivia! Liv! We have got to get out of here!”

Olivia appeared in the light moments before Peter crashed into them, sending them both to the ground.

“Peter!” Her voice was loud in his ear. Her body was draped over his in a manner his body new well, and it responded to it. He knew Olivia felt his body tense and ready beneath her, but she did not remark on it, instead she bolted back to her feet,
“Are you mad? Why are you running around screaming!?” Peter’s hands were waving in front of him, he stumbled over his words a moment before he found himself,
“We have got to get out of here now. We’ve been infected.” Olivia’s gaze narrowed as she took in his face under her torch’s glare,

“Are you certain of this?” Peter nodded, his Olivia would not have asked,

“Dead certain.” He winced slightly at his choice of words, but Olivia didn’t comment,

“Go find Liv. I’ve got to make a call. We need to be quarantined.”

Date: 2012-03-08 05:01 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Either Walter or Ella accidentally stumbles upon Peter and Olivia's "toy collection"

Date: 2012-03-13 07:18 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Joshua Jackson/Anna Torv/Seth Gabel

Season 4 Finale party (more exactly, after-party).

Date: 2012-03-15 05:11 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Anna Torv
ANYTHING MAKE IT RAW AND DIRTY. OBLITERATE MY OVARIES I DARE YOU. BY HERSELF. OR WITH JOSHUA. OR WITH JASIKA. WHATEVER SHE CAN FUCK BLAIR BROWN FOR ALL I CARE. JUST MAKE IT GOOD. All these Anna fics stop just before the delicious part... Give me what comes next. I NEED THIS. :*

Date: 2012-03-15 10:19 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Olivia/AltOlivia; puppy play

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