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telesilla (telesilla) wrote in porn_battle,
@ 2008-09-18 14:48:00

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round five

Prompt List: Round Five
And now...the moment we've all be waiting for!

Prompt Lists: Round Five

You'll notice that the Western Media prompts have been handled a little differently; we're experimenting still. Also, please excuse any mistakes; all told we had over 2600 prompts and even split up as they were, things will slip past us.

So, you have a week; at some point in the evening on Thursday the 25th, I'll close the battle. Until then?

*points down to the comments*

Porn goes here!

You must put the prompt in the subject header of your comment. If the prompt is too long, name the fandom and pairing and as much of the rest as you can. (This is so that at the end of the round, we can make a link back to your fic on the final Master List.)

If your fic is too long for one comment, post part one as a top level comment and then the second part in reply to that comment and so on.

Have fun!

ETA: I am aware that most of the lists off site are all scrunched together. They shouldn't be and I'm working on it. Thanks for your understanding.

As of now--1:10 PST--the Porn Battle is closed.

The list of fics will be up soon, hopefully by tomorrow evening unless my connectivity issues continue.

Thanks for playing, everyone!

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Black Cat, Creed/Train, stalemate

misura
2008-09-21 05:59 am UTC (link)

Train's tongue was like that of a cat, Creed reflected idly - clever, and quickly darting out between lips that were ever so slightly swollen, without the least sign of hesitation or shame. There was a glimpse of amusement in Train's gaze as it met Creed's, too, something that was not quite mocking him, but came closer than that of anyone else Creed had allowed to continue living.

Of course, it would have been no fun at all if Train had actually feared him; still, Creed felt something of an impasse had been reached. Train wouldn't kill him, and Train knew Creed wouldn't kill him either (at least, not today) and yet in order for them to both get what they wanted, one of them would have to give.

"Aren't you going to finish what you started?" Creed asked, when Train lifted his head (the better to look at him, no doubt).

"Why don't you free my hands first?" Train suggested. "Then, we'll talk."

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