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Oh darling-most-of-my-flist! I know I have been neglecting you with my new fandom and distaste for current DC canon (which inadvertently turned me off to Marvel too, which isn't fair at all). SO, as an apology, and since it feels like I haven't done this in AGES, I shall have a kissing meme! Go forth and make kissies! If you're interested, my Hetalia Kissing Meme and Final Fantasy/Kingdom Hearts Kissing Meme are open for business! <3

1. There must be a kiss of some sort.
2. Can be romantic, platonic, to an inanimate object...
3. Crack is good; romance is good; ALL is GOOD!
4. Smut's okay, but warnings for smut are even better.
5. I don't mind spoilers, ever, but others might mind so spoiler warnings when needed.
6. Make requests, fill requests, just post a fic; do whatever, but try to fill some requests if you make a bunch of requests, if you can. :)
7. If any prompts strike your interest to write but have been filled, more than one fill is okay!
8. START! Like, now! ^-^

EDIT: Fanfics created by this meme so far. (5 fics as of 04/04/11 - 12:40AM)

DCU, "Misnomer", Batman/Red Robin (Dick/Tim), PG by [ profile] batstalker
DCU, Lobbying for Your Attention, Kon/Tim, PG by [ profile] batstalker
Marvel, Seventy Years, Steve/Bucky, PG, SPOILERS by [ profile] kyrdwyn
DCU, One to tide you over, Tim/Zat, G by [ profile] batstalker
DCU, What Really Matters, Roy/Grant + Lian, PG by [ profile] shiny_glor_chan

Date: 2011-04-01 01:22 pm (UTC)
ext_107527: (Mia: Oh Yeah!)
From: [identity profile]
DCU, Jason/Mia, a kiss of a blade to skin has never been so satisfying
Edited Date: 2011-04-01 01:24 pm (UTC)

Date: 2011-04-01 01:25 pm (UTC)
ext_107527: (Bucky/Steve: My Link)
From: [identity profile]
Marvel, Bucky/Steve, kisses they think are secret but really aren't at all
From: [identity profile]
Just about everything between the Winter Soldier arc to Death of Captain America to Seige to The Trial of Captain America arc that just ended. I kinda had to make it AU to fit my personal squicks, sorry.


They were never as discreet as they'd probably thought.

She'd suspected as far back as Philadelphia.  That was the night the vague something brought on by Steve's reactions to Bucky's name, Bucky's memory, turned into vague suspicion.  Survivor's guilt, she told herself.  Bucky was Steve's closest friend in the war.  His partner.  It's natural for Steve to be obsessed with finding out what happened, how Bucky ended up as the Winter Soldier, and how to get his friend back.  After Bucky had been freed of the programming, but disappeared, she told herself Steve's continued obsession was natural.

Then Steve had died, and in her own grief and guilt, she'd shoved it all out of her mind, dealing with the new Captain America when she had to, quitting SHIELD to get away from everything.

The suspicions became full blown after Steve's return, after the siege of Asgard and Steve being appointed head of SHIELD.  Steve and Sharon had talked, and had not resumed their relationship.  Too much (Faustus, Steve's death at her hands) stood between them.

But she'd watched.  Bucky and Natasha had grown apart, and the two men spent more time together.  Sharon saw every glance that lingered, every touch that wasn't quite necessary on the battlefield.  They way they would gravitate toward each other when given a chance.

Still, until tonight, they'd at least attempted to be discreet.  Now, though, Bucky was pressed against the wall of Steve's office, Steve's hands on Bucky's shoulders, and their lips were locked together in a kiss that only seemed endless if one couldn't see the minute parting for air before they dived into each other again.  Bucky's artificial hand had slid under the back of Steve's shirt, his real hand threaded through Steve's hair.  Desperate kisses between men who had faced being separated yet again, this time by the American justice system.  But Bucky had been set free, and once he'd stepped into Steve's office, they'd fallen on each other.

Sharon stopped the feed from the cameras in Steve's office and erased the recordings from the system, then turned off the monitor.  The two men, who'd been in love for seventy years, deserved their privacy.  And, perhaps, a little of the discretion they were so bad at.
ext_107527: (Bucky: Shield)
From: [identity profile]
Heeeeee. I love you so much! And the POV was lovely. <3 I didn't expect it, and it was well done, AND it doesn't just toss Sharon aside. <3 You have my eternal love.

...I stop following Cap for a few months, and Bucky gets arrested? D: What!?
From: [identity profile]
Yay! I'm glad you liked it!

I have no idea why Sharon wanted to narrate this, but she insisted. Which made it harder to write because I didn't want partner betrayal, hence making it AU. *eternal loves you back*

Yeah, he was outed as Winter Soldier and put on trial for it. I'm pretty sure the arc is over, but I could be wrong. Whoops. But Steve was all about Bucky's innocence and getting an ex girlfriend to defend Bucky, etc. True love, I tell you. And I'm usually a Tony/Steve shipper.
Edited Date: 2011-04-02 02:09 am (UTC)
ext_107527: (Clint/Bucky)
From: [identity profile]
<3<3<3 I liked it lots. <3

I'm very glad there was no betrayal thing. Very well done. <3

Oh, ffft. Good, Steve. XD Lol. I like Steve/Tony, but most of the fans are fucking nuts. D: I've been a bit turned off by Marvel fandom in general. :/ See, my answer is Bucky/Steve/Tony, but that apparently wouldn't solve the problem. >>;; THREESOMES SOLVE ALL!
From: [identity profile]

I loved this! Aww. Seventy years.

Also, what happened in the Trail of Cap. America arc if you don't mind? I kept staring at the comics at the comic book store and hemming around, but I couldn't afford all the comics I want so do you mind giving me a summary?

Date: 2011-04-01 02:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
DCU, Dick/Tim, the first time he sees the damage he caused

"Misnomer" Batman/Red Robin, PG.

Date: 2011-04-01 03:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
It's a busy night in Gotham, as busy as they come. With Damian training with Stephanie for the night, Dick isn't sure who to call for back up.

And, as always, by the time he -realizes- he needs to call in for back up it's a little too late. A fear toxin punch blows just aside a previously broken rib, and Dick tastes metal, feels a hard, sticky, blossoming of pain under the bat symbol, and grunts in the dark.

It's been too long since he's fought this many at once. His fingers fumble for his grapple, but an uninhibited victim screams and launches for his arms, knocking the gun right out of his hands. As arms and hands and bodies close around him, smother him, Dick can just see his grapple spinning across the dirty ground.

A foot stops it, and that's all the warning the throng gets before they're being wrenched effectively away. Blow after blow yanks arms and wrists off of Dick, and when he can breathe, he sees red on black, and a gentle hand presses a gass dampener to his lips.

Tim's eyes are blocked by white out lenses, but Dick can almost -taste- the tension of his body, the hard worry there, when he takes his hand.

Then it's gone, in a flash, melting away as Red Robin twists into a deadly kick that sends a man sprawling away from Batman's back. Their arms link, and their backs press together, and they fight until their knuckles are bruised and Tim's antidote gas spills out of it's timed container. The victims fall to the ground, bruised and battered, unconscious but -alive-, no matter the damage they'd done.

Standing and pulling away, Tim collapses his staff and wipes a soft streak of blood away from his lips. Dick can't help but reach out, to take his wrist and squeeze it, to part his own lips and try to whisper thanks even with the cowl and cape hanging heavy over his shoulders.

Seemingly from far away, Dick's comm crackles to life, and Stephanie asks him for his coordinates. Tim tenses, but Dick won't let him go, pulling him towards the batmobile as he instructs her about getting Damian to make his first ambulance pick up call.

"So you're not street pizza?" Steph asks, worriedly. "We were trying to make it to help in time, but there was a break out on our side too."

"I'm fine." He hears himself say it even as he smiles to Tim and squeezes his wrist, pulling him into the passenger seat. Tim smiles, pulls away his cowl- "Robin had my back."

And just like that, everything shatters. Stephanie sounds confused over the line, but Dick is too busy watching Tim's expression shift subtly in a thousand different ways, his fingers digging tightly around the material of his own cowl. Like he wants to put it back on, like he wants to hide everything in his eyes, and Dick breaks too. The comm connection snaps off as he surges across the seat, one hand dragging up to hold firmly at Tim's back, the other running into his hair as Dick presses their lips together.

Tim's shoulders shake, he tenses, and just when Dick thinks he's going to get pushed out of the car, Tim kisses back. They work their lips together, soft sounds of need and apology mingled with parted lips and quiet rasps of Kevlar. When the kiss ends, Dick threads his fingers through Tim's hair over and over again, feeling him shiver with every breath, and he speaks the words he should have ages ago.

"I'm sorry. Little brother, I'm so sorry."

Tim stills, and then he brushes their lips together again, quiet under the rumble of the batmobile's motor.

"I know."


Eta: Sorry for Any blaring typoes, I wrote this on my iPod. ;w; <3
Edited Date: 2011-04-01 04:31 pm (UTC)

Re: "Misnomer" Batman/Red Robin, PG.

Date: 2011-04-01 05:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
*pounces and huggles you* omg, this was perfect! Exactly the damage I was thinking of (but it was open to interpretation) and I'm impressed you wrote on the iPod!

Love Dick using the wrong name, the way it just makes Tim shatter, and the kiss and the apology! *hugs you again*

Er, yeah, I liked it.... :)

Re: "Misnomer" Batman/Red Robin, PG.

Date: 2011-04-01 11:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
<3 *Squeezes back* I'm so happy you did!

Re: "Misnomer" Batman/Red Robin, PG.

Date: 2011-04-02 02:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
awwww. OH MY GOSH. I totally needed this. Thank you.

Re: "Misnomer" Batman/Red Robin, PG.

Date: 2011-04-02 10:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
<3 I'm glad I could be of service.

Date: 2011-04-01 04:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Kon/Tim; ticklish kisses

Date: 2011-04-01 04:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Dick/Tim: Teasing kisses.

Date: 2011-04-02 12:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Roy/Tim, first kiss

Date: 2011-04-02 12:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
DCU, Jason/Connor, patching up after patrol.

Date: 2011-04-02 01:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
... for clarity, this is supposed to lead to a "bandages and smooches" type thing.

Date: 2011-04-02 12:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Kon/Tim, making out at the movies

Lobbying for your attention. Kon/Tim: Pg

Date: 2011-04-02 01:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

Tim had never thought he'd be one of 'those' people.

He's usually the kind of guy who buys tickets in advance, waits outside in mile long lines outdoors for ages, picks the perfect seats, has his snacks organized and coded, and speaks as little as possible during the film. Cell phone off, common courtesy on.

But now.....

They aren't even in seats at the back and Kon is all over him. The seats, their breaths, their lips: all of it sounds obscenely loud, even louder than the IMAX surround sound booming around them. Kon's hand squeezes at his hip, and Tim has to use very inch of reserve he has to keep himself from making any noise.
Any time his better sense of self tells himself to get a grip, Kon's hands roam, or Kon grunts or growls or gropes, and he loses all sense of composure.

It's like being movie media 15 again, because he can't remember ever actually being wired for sex when he was actually that age.

The credits start to roll and the lights go up, and Kon's arm slings over his back so that his shoulder can get squeezed. Conner's hair is a mess, his shirt rumpled and a little sticky with melted peanut butter cups that Krypto will try and devour when they get home.

Tim can't imagine what -he- must look like. Actually, he can, but it's too terrifying.

Letting out a satisfied hum, Kon shifts over and nibbles at the nape of his neck, a move that makes Tim's crotch light up and his toes curl.

"So," Conner breathes against the skin, twining their fingers together. "You remember any of the actual -movie- that happened for the last hour and a half?"

Making a mortified sound of self hatred and hiding in his free hand was enough answer to make Kon grin. Then Superboy hefted him out of the seat, fingers still twined, and tugged them towards the lobby.

"C'mon film Konnessieur. Let's go get ourselves a treat. When we get home I'll play you all my special features."

Re: Lobbying for your attention. Kon/Tim: Pg

Date: 2011-04-02 01:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
LOL Oh I so love Konnessieur! So filing that away for later. And poor Tim, he'll never get to see a movie when he goes out with Kon.

Thank you so much for this hon! "hugs"

Date: 2011-04-02 01:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Ooooh, I have one just right!

Jason/Tim, Jason stays with Tim because Tim knows how to kill him. (if it becomes a fusion/AU with the Marvel Ultimates and there's Nick Fury in it, I'll love you forever)

Date: 2011-04-02 01:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Tim/Zat, a quick kiss good by
From: [identity profile]
"Timothy, darling, I'll be fine."

"Zach..." Tim said, softly, his fingers clenching at the soft fabric of his robe, curling and unfurling over crossed arms.

"Just another dip into the pit of eternal damnation's fires. It's on par with slight of hand, I'll be perfectly safe." Zach adjusted his bowtie and turned to Tim, beaming. Beaming too -much- maybe, because Tim looks so damn stiff and blanched. Like he can tell how nervous this mission makes him, and is worrying enough for the both of them.

"Your hat is on backwards." Tim crossed the living room to carefully pluck the top hat up and turn it around. Zach felt his face warm, and his expression twist into that of indignant embarrassment- but instead of sniffing haughtily, he brought a hand up and caught Tim's chin.

"I'll be all right." He says, firmly, for both of them; before leaning over and kissing Tim gently. Fleetingly.

Because he was -going- to come back home, and kiss him again.
Edited Date: 2011-04-02 03:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Aw this is so sweet. Cuddles Tim and Zat together. But now I want to know what Zat's up to.

Wonderful hon.
From: [identity profile]
Has to save somebody from Apokalyps, I think. Magic users are indespencible.

<3 Sorry for hoggin all your prompts, hah.
From: [identity profile]
Aw who knew Zat was so brave.

<3 You can hog them as much as you want hon. :)

Date: 2011-04-02 06:47 pm (UTC)
ext_11763: kate snark (Default)
From: [identity profile]
DC/Marvel, Jason Todd/Bucky Barnes, whether it's about hate, jealousy or simple attraction, nobody knows, but it's a good kiss either way.

Gloria wanted something DC and NOT Batty.

Date: 2011-04-04 04:37 am (UTC)
ext_107527: (Grant: Looking in the Mirror)
From: [identity profile]
It was probably stupid and vain and stupid that he wanted this surgery, but since he started talking to Roy again after joining the JSA, Grant had felt a bit better about himself. Not enough to be comfortable with his face, but when Roy had casually mentioned a Wayne Foundation branch that could help him out, he was hard pressed to say no.

So Grant had agreed to it, and this was to be his last surgery. He still hadn't looked at the changes from stage to stage, and he didn't let anyone but the doctors see either. Lian had tried to take a peek, but Roy had grabbed her before she could. She said sorry later with a kiss to his bandaged up forehead, and all had been forgiven.

Now, the last surgery was over, and Grant was blearily blinking his eyes open to see a blur of red in a chair by his bed. He blinked a few more times, seeing Roy more clearly. When Roy noticed he was awake, he gave Grant a blinding smile.

"Hey," he murmured. "You're awake."

"Yeah," Grant croaked. "You weren't here...all night, right?"

"Nope," Roy chirped, then grinned. "All night AND most of the morning, too."

Grant groaned, closing his eyes. He was very much glad his cheeks couldn't been seen. He knew he had to blushing. Then felt a press of lips against his, and his eyes snapped open in shock.

"What was that for...?" Grant asked quietly.

Roy smiled softly. "Just my way of saying I'll still be here, no matter what," he replied.

Grant's breath caught at that and nodded. "I'll remember that..." he murmured.

"Good because it won't change, no matter what you look like under those bandages," he stated firmly. "I'm going to call Lian and tell her your awake. Mind if she comes to visit?"

"You know I don't mind," Grant replied, smile in his eyes. "Go ahead."

Roy stole another kiss before ducking out to make the phone call. Grant let out a deep breath and felt happy for the first time in a while, and it finally hit him that it wasn't his face that he needed back. No, he just needed someone to say what Roy had said. That had been all it really took.

Non-Batty, you say?

Date: 2011-04-04 04:43 am (UTC)
ext_11763: kate snark (solo roy)
From: [identity profile]
Roy/Garth/Grant, life is better down here where it's wetter.

Still without bats

Date: 2011-04-04 04:47 am (UTC)
ext_11763: kate snark (Default)
From: [identity profile]
Jaime Reyes/Koriand'r, a very special teaching moment.

Date: 2011-04-04 04:49 am (UTC)
ext_11763: kate snark (tim with ted kord)
From: [identity profile]
Ted Kord, cyber sex is awesome but real kisses are pretty cool too.


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