Desperate times and all that.

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I have no words to describe my boredom right now. I have no words to describe anything. I'm at the stalemate, and I'm tempted to do that Give me a prompt and I'll write you a two-line story for it.

Yeah, alright, hit me. First fifteen in the door get the prize.* Anything I've already written before is game, no Hermione. Look, I'll even show you how it goes. Example: Request: SGA, Sheppard/McKay (which, um, you could request too even though I don't watch the show)


"So, McKay, what's all this UST business?" Sheppard did that thing he did with his mouth when he was trying to play smart. Rodney wasn’t fooled. "Is it a new strand of the ATA gene?"

"It stands for Unresolved Sexual Tension, Major."

"Lieutenant Colonel."

"Please," Rodney scoffed. "With all this tension I could call you Susan, and you wouldn't care."

"What tension?"

"The sexual tension between us."

"What sexual tension between us?"

"See, that's why it's unresolved! Because you can't admit it's there!"*


*If you're late, you might be able to bribe me with music. I'm partial to Eric B and Rakim, Tom Jones, New Edition, Doug E Fresh and the Get Fresh Crew.

***Okay, that was about ten lines too long, but serialkarma is feeling poorly, so I'm being nice.


ETA: OKAY, offer closed!

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[scribblinlenore.livejournal.com]

Clark/Lex, somebody made a big mistake. I'll also throw in an icon, completely optional, if that inspires.

(I'll understand if you don't actually want to write SV, btw)

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"It could've happened to anyone."

The minute the words came out of Clark's mouth, he knew he'd screwed up, but by then it was too late, because Lex was turned interesting shades of white and red and if he'd be wearing a blue shirt, it would've been very patriotic.

Apparently, Lex wasn't getting the joke and he narrowed his eyes menacingly. "There is a reason I have a housekeeper, Clark," he said, shaking the pink boxers in Clark's face. "It's so that my clothes aren't tainted by the Super!Dork uniform.

Clark scowled. "There's no reason to resort to name-calling just because I tried to do a good deed!"

"Doing the laundry isn't a good deed!" Lex admonished. "Saving a kitten is a good deed, and about all you're good for right now anyway. Go away, I can't talk to you when all my clothes look like I just left a Greatful Dead concert."

Clark didn't pout right away, he restrained himself for at least four whole seconds. "Just remember that the next time you want clean socks," he said before brushing past Lex and going to the living room.

Clearly no good deed went unpunished.

[scribblinlenore.livejournal.com]

*laughs* I adore Lex when he's put out, and there's nothing better than a pouting Clark.

Plus, the idea of Lex in tie-dye...oh, the indignity! *laughs some more*

Gotta be honest. I don't want the Super!Dork doing my laundry either. :)

Thanks so much for this! It was great fun!

[oxoniensis.livejournal.com]

Ah, I'm having so much fun reading all these snippets!