moragmacpherson | Self-cest Comment-Fic Meme

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This is a multi-fandom comment-fic meme based on the following exchange:

Callowyn: to me, there is no such thing as a crack pairing.
Morag: Would you ship Arthur from Inception with Tom from 500 Days of Summer?
Callowyn: dude, I invented a verse solely for reasons of misha kissing misha. I WOULD SHIP ANYONE WITH THEMSELVES. AND YOU CAN QUOTE ME ON THAT.
Morag: Challenge accepted.

And there’s so much to work with! How many times have characters canonically met their past selves, or alternate reality versions of themselves, or an evil doppelganger, or even run across the actors that play them? How many crossovers have you read where someone meets their look-alike from another universe? Think of the classic Buffy episode The Replacements, in which Riley Finn says of two Xanders: "Doesn't it make everyone wanna lock them in separate rooms and do experiments on them?"

Fuck that shit, let's see what happens when they're locked in a room together! Maybe they'll have sex? Awesome. We all love imagining pretty faces making out with each other. Now it’s time to imagine pretty faces making out with themselves!

Rules:

All fandoms welcome! Both RPF and Fanfiction are fair game. And yes, this is an invitation for someone to write Brit Marling/Rhoda Williams (Another Earth).
Threesomes and more-somes are more than welcome, provided that at least TWO participants have the same face. You may have Arthur (Inception)/Tom (500 Days of Summer)/Zooey Deschanel. You may have Eames (Inception)/Tom Hardy/Handsome Bob (Rocknrolla). You may NOT have Eames/Joseph Gordon Levitt—at least, not in this meme.
For fictional characters, you may prompt different ages of the same character, even if that character was played by a different actor onscreen. For example, Dean Winchester as played by Brock Kelly can be shipped with Dean Winchester as played by Jensen Ackles. However, you may NOT prompt Brock!Dean/Tom Hanniger (played by Jensen). If the face doesn’t match, the character must be the same.
This is a kink-friendly meme: both YKINMK (Your Kink is Not My Kink) and YSINMS (Your Squick is Not My Squick) apply. Please respect both, and use thread titles to warn and avoid as needed.
Re: Underage — I'm sorry this is an issue, and remember, that which is condoned in fiction has NOTHING to do with what is condoned in reality — but if an ACTOR is currently underage, then writing RPF about that person is off limits. You may have Sam Winchester (age 15)/Sam Winchester (age 24), because Sam Winchester is a fictional character. You may NOT have Colin Ford/Sam Winchester, because Colin Ford is a real person under the age of seventeen. Please be considerate when warning. If you need clarification, feel free to private message me.
Wheaton's Law rules: DON'T BE A DICK. Otherwise angry nerds in ugly clown sweaters will storm your house and possibly attack you with photon torpedoes.

Prompts should list the pairing (including fandoms) in the subject line and the details of the prompt in a comment. Please add “Fill” to the subject line when answering a prompt, as well as any relevant warnings (including changing the warnings for later parts, if necessary). Do try to keep a reasonable proportion of your fills/prompts; i.e. if you leave five prompts, it's time to think about putting in a fill before you make another prompt. Remember: don't be a dick!

Unless it becomes an issue, anon commenting is ON and IP logging is OFF. I'm hoping this doesn't become an issue. I hate being Authority, because then I have to rebel against myself.

ETA: An excellent question about the eligibility of voice actor pairings was raised by black_sluggard. [Link to Thread] See the linked thread for details, but the tl;dr is: if you're unsure, ask, and there will be a case by case decision following the procedures I outlined in my reply.

So go forth and have fun!

List of Fills
(listed in order of posting for now, until I figure out a better method - by character or fandom or something, I'm not sure yet)

Hooked by

moragmacpherson - Jimmy Novak (SPN)/Jacob Glaser (Stonehenge Apocalypse); Novakcest, marking, mild blood play. (Explicit)
Untitled by

metonomia - Rhoda Williams/Herself (Another Earth); no warnings but contains some spoilers (Teen or Mature)
Let the Right One In by

moragmacpherson - Robo!Sam/BoyKing!Sam (SPN); rough sex, mild breathplay, power play, violence (Explicit)
Similarities and Differences by

thecookiemomma - Tenth Doctor (Doctor Who)/Barty Crouch Jr. (Harry Potter); oral sex, (Explicit)
Untitled by

joelthecat (posted as anonymous) - Vala Mal Doran (SG-1)/Aeryn Sun (Farscape); frottage (Mature)
In Which There Are Two Jensens by

orchidfire - Dean Winchester (SPN)/Boaz Priestly (Ten Inch Hero); oral sex, tattoo and piercing kink (Explicit)
Untitled by

joelthecat - Donna Noble (Doctor Who)/Lauren Cooper (The Catherine Tate Show); no warnings (General Audiences)
Alabaster by

orchidfire - Bellatrix Lestrange (Harry Potter) / Marla Singer (Fight Club); Violence, rape/non-con, object-insertion, torture, humiliation, hate sex, power imbalance, racism, misogyny, choking/breathplay (EXPLICIT)
Believe by

orchidfire - Jimmy Novak (SPN)/Jacob Glaser (Stonehenge Apocalypse) (non-Novakcest); no warnings (General Audiences)
Close Encounters of the Fourth-Dimensional Kind by

orchidfire - Trueform!Castiel/Trueform!Castiel (SPN); no warnings (General Audiences)
in these silences something may rise by

knightblazer - Jimmy Novak (SPN)/Jacob Glaser (Stonehenge Apocalypse); Novakcest, hand-kink (MATURE)
At the Double Palm by

joelthecat - Daniel Jackson (Stargate SG-1)/Jimmy (Sanctuary); oral sex (Mature)
Untitled by Anonymous - Laura Roslin(Battlestar Galactica 2003)/Sharon Raydor(The Closer); oral sex (Explicit)
No Time Like the Present by Anonymous - Eduardo Saverin (The Social Network)/Frank (Doctor Who); no warnings (General Audiences)

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No time like the present. Except somehow this guy lands into Wardo's life and is completely out of the loop.

Eduardo stepped out of his lawyer's building and tripped over a guy sitting on the stairs, smoking a hand rolled cigarette right in front of the big 'no smoking within 10 feet' sign. As if his day wasn't going swimmingly enough already, Eduardo lost his balance and started to fall, taking a header down the slick stone stairs.

"Whoops!" his stumbling block yelled with surprise, and somehow managed to get to his feet and in the right place to catch Eduardo just in time to save him from a cracked skull. He grunted when he took Eduardo's full weight, but the guy must have been stronger than he looked, because he didn't drop him, and instead got him upright and steady on his own two feet before letting go—but he didn't let go. Instead, he moved his hands to Eduardo's shoulders and leaned in to peer into Eduardo's eyes. The smoke from his cigarette, which had managed to make it through the fiasco unscathed and still hung from the corner of his mouth even now, drifted up to sting Eduardo's eyes. "You ok there, mister? Didn't hit your head none, didja?" He asked in a thick and twangy southern drawn, leaning back and patting at Eduardo's shoulders, smoothing along the shoulder seams of his suit.

Eduardo took a step back, out from under the man's hands, and surreptitiously felt for his wallet. The man was dressed like a bum, though he looked clean, and was extremely handsy—but his wallet was still there, so the guy hadn't been trying to pickpocket him. "Yes, I'm fine. Um. Thank you," Eduardo felt awkward, one hand checking his wallet while he found himself holding the other out to shake. Hell. Why was he even worried about his damn wallet? It wasn't like there was going to be anything left in it after he paid the lawyer's fees from that fiasco of a failed settlement today. "Is there..." he trailed off. God, he'd give anything to forget that ridiculous farce—he couldn't believe Mark had brought up that stupid animal abuse charge! "Actually, can I buy you a drink? As thanks?” Eduardo asked in an attempt to distract himself from his own thoughts. “Plus, it’s probably better to have company when you’re drinking to forget," he muttered to himself under his breath.

The guy smiled with a slow stretch of lips, an oddly compelling expression. “Why, that’d be mighty fine of you, mister. I wouldn’t say no to a cold one, not after a day like today.”

Eduardo huffed a sharp laugh. “We can compare stories. I just lost a lawsuit against my ex best friend, who cut me out of the company we created together.”

The guy made a commiserating face and took Eduardo’s elbow, walking him down the steps in an oddly gallant fashion for a man dressed in, what looked to be at a closer inspection, threadbare period wear, from maybe the 1920s or 1930s. He was probably one of those buskers with gimmicky performances that Eduardo always saw on the corners downtown. “That’s hard, havin’ a friend turn on you. Me, my story’s not near so bad, but it’s pretty strange, so I won’t get into it. The gist of it is, though, that I just called it quits with a fellow I’d been travelin’ with for a while—nothing bad, mind you, no hard feelin’s. He was just one of those fellows things happened to, you know? All that excitement wasn't for me. I like travelin' to travel, to see the world I'm livin' in, not to have me some grand adventure. I've had me enough of those to last me a few lifetimes." The guy stopped talking, and walking, to grin brightly at Eduardo. “Look at me! Natterin’ on, tellin’ you my life story without even introducin’ myself. I’m Frank, and you are?”

Eduardo nodded towards a pub a little further down the sidewalk, wondering if Frank was ever going to feel the need to let go of his elbow. It was strange, how long it’d taken Eduardo to notice that Frank’s hand was still resting over the bony jut of his elbow through his suit jacket. “I’m Wardo,” Eduardo introduced himself, wincing mentally as soon as the nickname left his mouth. That’s what happened when he spent the day in the same room as Mark, even with all the bitterness flying around—he turned back into that kid from college who spent all his free time hanging out in Mark’s room, hoping for the moment when that intense regard would be directed solely at him. “Eduardo,” he corrected himself.

Frank grinned at him. “Pleasure, Eduardo.”

“So this, er, ‘fellow’ you were traveling with—were you, you know, together? Should I be offering you condolences of your own?” Eduardo asked at they hitched themselves onto stools at the bar, testing the waters.

“Oh, nah, nothin’ like that,” Frank commented over his shoulder as he waved down the bartender, before swinging around on his stool to face Eduardo. Frank slouched back into the low seatback of the stool, knees splayed casually and feet hooked on the upper rung of the stool’s footrest. He eyed Eduardo intently before continuing with a sly grin, “we were friendly, sure, but it weren’t nothin’ serious. He was in mournin’, y’see, and needed some comfortin’. You know how it goes,” he winked at Eduardo.

The bartender came over in time to save Eduardo from having to reply immediately. “Two whiskeys, Jack Daniels not well, please,” he requested while marshalling his thoughts. He wasn’t particularly fond of whiskey, but the beer and wine selection in this place appeared to be sadly lacking.

Eduardo apparently took too long, though, and Frank interrupted him before he even opened his mouth. “Now this ex best friend of yourn, was he one of those friends you’re a little more than friendly with, or was he one of those friends who can tear your heart out and stomp it to bits if they get the inclination, because they’ve seen enough to know how to get at it?”

Eduardo was a little shaken by the insight on Frank’s part. He sounded, frankly, fairly dim when he spoke, but Eduardo knew enough to be able to spot prejudice in his own thinking and guard against it. No matter what too many people thought, an accent wasn’t an indicator of intelligence. “The latter, though I wouldn’t have been adverse to the former if he’d ever offered,” he answered briefly, but even he could hear the ache in his voice.

“Well, now, I reckon that’s worse, then, ain’t it? But I guess this means you’re in a type of mournin’ too, now ain’cha?” Frank followed up the sentiment with an over the top, comical leer, that appeared to be genuine for all it was being played up for comedic value.

Eduardo firmly shoved all thoughts of Mark to the back of his mind, and unleashed his own slow smile on Frank as the bartender set the drinks down in front of them. “It would appear so. And I do believe I might be in need of some comfort to get me through the night,” he agreed.

“Well, now,” Frank grinned brightly, uncomplicated and cheerful in a way Eduardo wished he could be, “I do think I might be able to help you with that.”

This is Anon! I forgot to title this, so I now dub thee:
No Time Like The Present

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Hi nonnie! This is your Mod! And this fill is adorable (although I have to admit, as a die-hard Who-vian, I had to look up Frank and then say "Really? That's Andrew Garfield?") Just about to put this up on the fill list; unless you have any other additions, it'll be No Time Like the Present by Anonymous - Eduardo Saverin (The Social Network)/Frank (Doctor Who); no warnings (General Audiences)

Edited 2012-02-20 15:45 (UTC)

Thank you!! I gotta say, I did the same thing! Rewatched the Daleks in Manhatten episode even, because I didn't remember Frank at all, which was sad because he's so freakin' adorable. And that's a fine blurb for the fill list :)

Self-cest Comment-Fic Meme

Prompt: Eduardo Saverin (The Social Network)/Frank (Doctor Who)

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