[challenge] The Whatever-I-Feel-Like Challenge

[ajremix]

So it looks like I'll most likely be stuck on jury duty for the majority of all next week (if i get past the selection process tomorrow but i can't think of a viable reason why i can't be impartial or available and i'm too honest to lie in this situation- fuck me) NO JURY DUTY FOR ME! ROCK ON!

But (continue to) have a general prompt/challenge thingy anyway. I can't decide if I want to do one-sentence, drabble or sketches so I'm just going to wing it.

Give me a character and a prompt (one prompt per person until your prompt is filled, please) and then I'll write/draw/whatever strikes my fancy in response.

Fandoms:

DCU (mainly jli, comics-yj and batfamily, but i'll attempt the glc, secret six, flashfamily and bop)
Transformers (G1/early IDW) (ps- if you want idw's wreckers, please specify otherwise i'll default to my own characterization)
My Little Pony: FiM
Star Wars: RepCom
One Piece (pre-time skip i'm more comfortable with)
Eureka (the earlier, the more familiar)
Discworld (mainly the watch, but i'll give the others a go)
Ultimate Spider-Man
Red vs Blue
A Song of Ice and Fire

Or anything else you know I like and am still familiar with.

CHALLENGE CLOSED SO I CAN HANG OUT WITH VISITING FRIENDS Thanks all <3!

Comments

[sakon76.livejournal.com]

Hmm. DCU, batfamily: "Upside down and head first." ^_^

Bruce and Cass - Upside down and head first

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

"Have you ever used a jumpline?"

There was a long pause and Bruce repeated the question, this time pantomiming it with his grapple. Cassandra stared silently for a moment before nodding her head.

"Have you done so from this high?" He asked, indicating the building's height towering over the street.

She shook her head.

Experience had taught Bruce that everyone took swinging from buildings differently. Dick merely took a few tentative jumps before he took to it as naturally as he did the trapeze. Barbara and Jason had to work up to it, but they were both fearless on the line. Tim needed the most coaxing just to get over the vertigo before he even made his first jump (as did Bruce himself, to be honest). Bruce didn't think Cassandra would have as difficult a time, but he wasn't certain how exactly he could teach someone that couldn't really understand his words.

So he went through his default explanation, but using his body to demonstrate form and procedure as best he could. Then he took Cassandra to the edge of the roof and pointed out what kind of architecture would be best to use- with her mass, she had a lot more options than Bruce did.

When he explained all he could think to explain, he asked her, "Do you understand?" She cocked her head to the side, then nodded.

Then she dove off the building head first.

"Wait!" Bruce didn't think, just dove off after her (in retrospect, it was stupid thing to do as there was no way he could've caught her like that).

Halfway down the building, Cassandra's arm snapped out and a grapple fired at a gargoyle across the street. She arced gracefully above the night lights, twisting upward to crouch on the ledge of the roof. She moved just as fluidly and naturally as Dick did and that surprised Bruce so much he nearly forgot to fire his own line.

When he swung up to the roof next to Cassandra, he stared down at her somewhere between shocked and impressed. She just stared back up at him, patiently waiting for the next lesson.

A little awkwardly, Bruce patted her shoulder. "Um, well done."

Beneath her mask, she beamed.

[hellsangelcurse.livejournal.com]

*cheers* These are always fun when you do them.

Transformers - Fireflight: Dance like no one is watching.

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

Sorry for the delay. It's been a long (long long long) time since I last drew any TFs.

(http://ajremix.deviantart.com/art/Flight-in-Flight-210331597)

:D

[ladytalon1.livejournal.com]

DCU: GLC, Guy Gardner, panty raid

Guy and Kyle - Panty raid

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

When Guy stumbled (which was impressive because he was stumbling while he was floating) downstairs and toward the bar where Kyle was having his breakfast, he just kind of slumped onto a stool and fairly puddled there for a bit.

Just as Kyle considered poking the man, Guy's head rolled to the side so he could look at his partner. "There are," he half-slurred, half-mumbled, "a crap load'a underwear in my room."

Kyle's lips twitched- though if it was with a snicker or a frown was up for debate. "I'm sure it is."

"...why's there a crap load'a underwear in my room?"

"Because in between your second PanGalactic Gargle Blaster and being violently ill all over Isamot's feet- which thankfully he was drunk enough to find hilarious -you decided it was a good idea to stage a panty raid on the recruits."

".........I did?"

"You did."

Guy blearily scratched his nose. "An' Kilowag let me?"

Kyle paused in thought. "I think he wanted to find out what would happen."

"So I just took all them panties?"

There was a bark of laughter (which caused Guy to wince). "Man- you had all the grace and subtlety of a monster truck in a fine china factory. You just went to the training hall and demanded their underwear."

Silence stretched as Guy struggled to process this. "And they just gave them to me?"

"You're an Honor Guard, they're recruits! Of course they just gave them to you!"

Another silence stretched, this one coupled with Guy attempting to think through his hangover. "The hell am I gonna do with all that underwear?"

Kyle only shook his head. "Just keep them out of the bar."

[nkfloofiepoof]

Transformers, Jazz - "You say that as if I planned for this to happen."

Jazz - "You say that as if I planned for this to happen."

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

Prowl just looked at Jazz and his frighteningly huge grin for a long, long time. Then, very deliberately, very evenly, he said, "Sometimes you almost scare me."

[tiamat1972.livejournal.com]

Booster Gold - "It only looks awkward."

Booster - "It only looks awkward."

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

Canon timeline? What's that?
---

Michelle's hands clamped over Rani's eyes- likely too late to save the poor girl. Or Michelle herself, since her hands were occupied and thus unable to cover her own eyes, leaving her to gape in horror. Rip looked vaguely nauseous and Skeets just said, "Oh, sirs..."

Ted just kinda wanted to die right then and there, acutely aware of what things looked like and how much explaining a run-in with time villains was the reason Booster was stuck his backside was not going to help any. Instead, he just buried his face in his hands and said, "It's only going to get more awkward from here..."

[therixkeycopy.livejournal.com]

Um. Um.

Skip Tracers, if that's okay?

Duragon, Rin. Desert.

Duragon, Rin - desert

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

The squad stood on the road. Pavement was blistering under foot and Rin was certain the soles of his shoes were melting. He wanted to follow Q and Kizuna under the shade of the shack- the only rest stop for twenty miles in either direction -but instead he went to stand by Duragon who stared into the waves of desert before them. In the heat, Duragon was shivering.

Rin wove his fingers between Duragon's. "We don't have to do this," he said quietly, "we can go back and tell them to send another squad."

"No," the older man said. His eyes were stuck on the distant horizon, looking like a lost little child. But his fingers tightened around Rin's. "No. It'll be a few hours before dusk. We'll travel then."

Even though they rejoined their squadmates in the rest stop, Duragon kept looking into the desert, as if he could see the tribe that had rejected him so long ago.

[poisonivory.livejournal.com]

Ugh, jury duty. *hugs*

Boostle, "lick."

Boostle - porn- I mean 'lick'

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

I've never been on jury duty before, but I have a feeling it's going to be nothing like Night Court...
---

Of all the things Ted had ever imagined himself doing, this wasn't among them. Well, that's a lie- he'd fantasized about it more than a few times, but he never really considered acting on it.

Until, of course, Booster. But then there were many things Ted never imagined himself doing before Booster. Sleeping with a man being at the top of that list.

Blowing him wasn't far below that. But Booster was amazing at it and Ted was willing to do anything to make him happy so there he was, kneeling between Booster's legs and tentatively running his tongue over his dick. And even if he only had a vague idea of what he was doing, Booster didn't seem to have a problem with it.

In fact, with all the shivering and soft moans and his hand in Ted's hair, occasionally tightening reflexively, he seemed to be enjoying it.

Ted studied Booster's face intently, skimming his lips up the length, pressing his tongue against the bundle of nerves below the head, thumb running circles through the pre-come beading the slit. And Booster just moaned helplessly, whispering Ted's name and gazing at him in amazement.

Oh God- Booster was too perfect, a reclined beauty with wet, red lips clutched between his teeth, the pupils of his eyes so large in the the blue that rimmed them almost electric. Ted's lips wrapped around Booster and he hummed at the taste, at Booster's shallow thrust into his mouth. No wonder Booster loved doing this- his heat and heft was addictive against Ted's tongue.

A thumb massaged the inside crease of Booster's leg, making its slow way to the sensitive skin just behind his balls and that made Booster yelp and shudder and pre-come leaked against Ted's lips.

"Yes," Booster panted breathlessly, his voice almost drowned out by the pulse thudding hard in Ted's ears, in his erection that would be painful if he wasn't so caught up in how illicitly beautiful Booster was. "Just like that... fuck, Ted, please..."

He took Booster in as far as he could, gripping what was left in one large hand. He sucked and licked and stroked until Booster's voice broke and he tugged Ted's head back, ejaculating against Ted's chest and his own belly with a hoarse cry.

Booster lay limply against the sheets, shivering and panting and Ted gripped the base of his own cock tightly, trying not to come at the sight.

Eventually Booster smiled up lazily at him. "You can't seriously tell me that was your first time."

Ted blushed and shrugged wordlessly.

"If you get much better, I'm going to die."

Ted gave him a wicked little grin. "I learned from the best."

"Hmmm, I'm sure you did." Booster tugged at Ted until he could pull him into a kiss that was long and slow and made Ted's erection ache more. Booster rolled them over and licked his lips in dark promise. "Let's see what else I can teach you..."

[fleur-de-liz.livejournal.com]

I only hope that if you get picked, you get a really good, Law and Order worthy case. :/

Boostle: scars.

Boostle - scars

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

So long as it doesn't end up being like the OJ trial or anything. I'd hate to do this for months on end.
---

For a guy with a forcefield and a power suit, Booster had a surprising number of scars. Not nearly as worrying in number or type as Ted's, but they were still there.

There was a set of claw-like marks on his ribs from Doomsday; a faint burn scar where cowl met skin from the explosion that had taken his sister; the ones on his arm and chest from the wounds that had killed him on Everest; on the back of his hands and wrists when OMACs had destroyed his blasters.

(Not all of them were from superheroing, thankfuly. Some were from football- the almost invisible one on his knee, for instance -but some... weren't. And those Booster never talked about.)

What probably made them so frightening to see and count was because he'd been scarred. Because someone as well protected as Booster was still being marked by their lifestyle.

Sometimes Ted would sit there and trace whatever little scar was nearby and think about all the times he nearly lost Booster and wonder about what would happen if the next time Ted couldn't cheat death for him.

And Booster would just sit there and let Ted trace and dwell and wouldn't say a thing. Because he knew that Ted knew sometimes Booster would wake up in the middle of the night and do the same thing. Run his fingers over the scar in his scalp, the arrow wound in his thigh, the length stark even under the hair of his chest, the one that should've been a bullet hole in his head.

Unlike Ted, however, Booster didn't dwell on what it would be like to loose his best friend because he already knew. And he refused to let it happen again.

[madripoor-rose.livejournal.com]

Eureka, Jack & SARAH. The uhaul with Jack's stuff from his apartment in Sacramento shows up.

Jack and SARAH - UHaul

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

The moment Jack entered the house he asked (already knowing the answer), "SARAH? Why is there a large, smoking crater out front?"

[arirashkae.livejournal.com]

Saw this pop up on my f-list, so hiya!

Hmmmm. I'd like to use a line I said to my husband: "Don't worry. His head's supposed to come off." but I don't know which would work better: TF or Eureka (which I both love)?

Ah, just take the line and run with it. ^_^ It'd probably end up being RvB anyway LOL

Ratchet, Wheeljack - disembodied head

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

Ratchet stared at the patch of door Spike and Carly had recently (and surprisingly quickly) vacated. "What's with them?"

Wheeljack's head- from its position between Ratchet's hands -just hummed, "No clue."

[chibimono.livejournal.com]

Oh man. Good luck with the jury duty. If you get picked, hopefully you'll get an interesting case. My mom is a retired deputy sheriff and worked many an hour as a bailiff in a courtroom. She has many stories to tell... Maybe you'll have one?

May I request DCU, Booster: bathtub?

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

Baths, Booster decided, was the greatest contribution the 20th century ever made and he cursed the water restrictions in the future that had kept him from ever experiencing such a wonderful thing for 19 years.

A hand shoved at his shoulder, "Move over."

He did as he was told. At least until Ted settled in behind, legs on either side of Booster's hips. Booster leaned back against Ted's chest as arms wrapped around him and lips trailed over his neck.

And baths just kept getting better.

[eliyes.livejournal.com]

This list makes me think of Booster meeting Carrot.

Right, prompting. Um.... JLI: chopsticks.

Max, Ted and Booster - chopsticks

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

(appropriate random icon is appropriate)

"Have at thee!"

Something against Max's ankle. He looked down to see that it was a Booster Gold action figures with a wooden chopstick strapped to its arm. The toy and chopstick were similarly strapped to one of Beetle's Hot Wheels.

Max looked into the rec room where the wheeled toy had assaulted him from. There was (unsurprisingly) Beetle and Booster were pushing more chopstick-action-figure-mini-cars at each other in what was apparently a miniaturized jousting competition.

Max went into his office where he said loudly, "L-Ron- get that toy company on the phone, would you? I'm canceling that line of JLI action figures."

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

Sorry for the slow response. I'm cooking dinner at the same time.
---

Tracks looked like some deranged homicidal maniac from one of those over-the-top human slasher films (to Huffer, he may as well have been). Tracks held up the dual action sander with an annoyed frown, "No amount of waxing is going to make your uneven surface presentable. Now hold still, I promise you won't feel a thing..."

[kansan-entrails.livejournal.com]

DCU: Booster Gold and Blue Beetle go to Denny's

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

Sorry for the slow response. I'm cooking dinner at the same time. Also, vaguely based on an actual event which me and my friends still chuckle over to this day.
---

"Oh no- we can't go in there."

"Why not?"

"Because there's crazy people there!"

Ted just gave Booster an odd look. "Says the man that flies around in future shiny pants to the guy that dresses like a bug for kicks."

"I'm serious. Last time me and Guy were here, there was a crazy woman yelling at us."

"Wait- what were you and Guy doing here?"

Booster shrugged, "We watched the Giants get pounded and stopped here for a late dinner."

"And was promptly accosted by a crazy lady?"

"Yup. She was going on about Guy being her lifeguard ex-husband that stole her face."

Ted staaaaaaaaared. "What?"

"I told you- crazy lady."

He shook his head and pushed Booster onward toward the Denny's ahead. "Well I'm sure they got someone to take the poor woman away-"

"You took my name and my face! And that name was Betty Page!"

Ted and Booster halted on the threshold of the parking lot, watching as a woman yelled at a trio of teens who hastily piled into a taxi.

Ted tugged Booster the other way, "IHOP should be open all night..."

my little pony please

[naria-satome.livejournal.com]

Pinkie Pie - "Oh, so that's what it does."

Re: my little pony please

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

(http://ajremix.deviantart.com/art/Puree-210354292)

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

Prowl just stared back blankly. "Does that mean you won't tell me how much wood a woodchuck chucks?"

[erin-starlight.livejournal.com]

Booster/Gen Lost-they all love him more than he realized

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

When Booster returned to the Time Lab on Monday he had a message from Tora saying it had been a while since Booster last saw them. On Tuesday it was Nathan reminding him about a team meeting. Wednesday had Bea's message threatening him about missing said meeting and Thursday Gavril left a message asking about some pop culture thing that apparently went over his head. Friday saw Guy back on Earth, demanding the gang head out for drinks.

Saturday rolled around and Booster stepped out of the timesphere to find Jaime waiting for him.

"You know they're not going to leave you alone, right?" The teen asked.

"Who?"

"The League. Well, our League." It was both strange and familiar hearing Jaime call it that. "Anyway, they're not going to let you run off for weeks on end anymore."

Booster frowned a little at that. "We've gone years without talking to each other before. What's different about now?"

Jaime shrugged, "You gotta ask them. I'm just telling you how it is."

"Look, they're all my friends even when we haven't been talking. I already told them I wouldn't be able to do the League thing full time- I've just got too much work to do here."

"Weren't you the one that said time was always on your side? Can't you put a little aside for your friends?" Jaime gave a small shrug and a half smile, "We miss hanging around with you."

Booster just looked at Jaime at a complete loss.

"We all do. We wouldn't be bugging you all the time if we didn't."

Booster looked down, then at the chalkboard, then up at Jaime. "...so what's everyone up to right now?"

Jaime just smiled brightly.

[tv-the-sue.livejournal.com]

jury duty eh? depending on the case, I might actually be curious enough to do it.

Hmmm

Transformers Topspin and Broadside - "Why don't you just sit on him?"

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

Haha, I probably shouldn't talk about it beforehand. Wouldn't want to inadvertently pass judgment before I know any of the details (i think there's actually a law against that anyway? idk).
---

Topspin- in an amazing show of restraint -actually attempted to not bust out laughing as he said, "You know, I was actually kidding."

Broadside just shrugged his massive shoulders. "He's secure."

Arms and legs flailed feebly from under the triplechanger's bulk. Starscream croaked out, "I hate all of you."

[bookworm-faith.livejournal.com]

*slides in*
If you're still going...
Transformers (pick a Wrecker, any Wrecker) & My Little Pony (...for maximum strangeness, lets go Pinkie Pie): "One Big Happy Family"

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

"There is a little pink creature."

"Yes there is."

"It is apparently singing and dancing."

"Apparently."

"About how we should embrace our differences and get along with the Decepticons."

"More or less."

"And you are absolutely certain that I'm functioning correctly?"

Topspin shrugged. "I'm not reading any problems."

Whirl continued to look at the little singing and dancing pink creature. He shook his head, "This is too weird- even for me."

[cdol.livejournal.com]

Wreckers in ankh-morpork?

Wizards and Wreckers (well... generic tf, really)

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

"No," Archchancellor Ridcully bellowed, "absolutely not! Get them far away from the University this very instant!"

"But Archchancellor," the rest of the faculty said, "we can't possibly do that!"

"And why not?"

"Well, they're so very large for one," the Senior Wrangler said.

"And we don't know where they're from," added the Lecturer of Recent Runes.

"And we don't know anything about them," the Chair of Indefinite Studies added to that.

"And they're bloody huge!" The Dean reminded.

"Well they can't stay here!" Ridcully said decisively. "They might give the students ideas!"

The faculty gave a small, frightened, "Ooooooh."

"Worse yet- they might give Stibbons ideas!"

The faculty gasped in horror.

"Out! Out!"

"Get them out quick!"

"Banishing wards! Where are they?"

[hermine-ichigo.livejournal.com]

Yeah for no jury duty!

I hope it's still okay to challenge you?
With the week almost over...
o.o

So, if you want to:

Booster - Doing laundry.

Booster, Bea - laundry

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

I'll be ending the challenge with this since I have friends from out of town coming in this weekend.
---

Beatriz balanced her laundry basket against her hip, pushing the door to the laundry room open with a little hip check. Inside was Booster, diligently folding a large pile of clothes and humming idly to himself. Obviously it was laundry-critical day for him as well given he was wearing an ill-fitting t-shirt and Mighty Mouse boxers.

Beatriz froze in mid-tossing-her-whites-in-the-washer.

She straightened and turned to quietly watch her fellow hero. Booster just kept folding and humming, not paying Bea any heed. There was a pile of brightly colored shirts, another of long-legged jeans and a few collared button downs waiting on the ironing board. And, every now and again, Booster folded an oversized shirt or well-worn sweatpants.

This information tucked safely in her mind (and drawing up the corners of her mouth) Beatriz went on to putting her clothes in the washer and getting it going. As she moved to the door, Bea stopped the turned to Booster to say, "Ted's paying you for doing his laundry with a blowjob, right?"

Booster froze, turning bright red and spluttering unintelligibly. Bea just cackled as she walked out.