hhanon | Round 3 - Return of the Meme

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Round 3 - Return of the Meme

Round 3 - Return of the Meme

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That's nearly the end of the storia, for onto the scene comes our much loved meme: HAIL TO THE QUEEN OF PROMPTIA.

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Waking up in the middle of the night. Sleepy sex.

(AN: Erm... 'other' is just so I don't spoil the ending for you. This is just a very short- and hopefully funny- piece to make up for all the sad fic that's been going about lately. Enjoy!)

“My god, you are gorgeous,” Charles murmured. “Red is definitely your colour.”

The object of his affections simply looked at him, saying nothing.

He gazed back, taking in the tumbling mass of curls, the glittering eyes, the legs that seemed to go on forever.

“It’s no wonder they’re all chasing you. You really are rather fantastic.”

There was a quiet cough, and Charles realised that Sotherby had appeared in the doorway. It was just like him to turn up at such a moment. How inconvenient.

“Sire, the guests are expecting you.”

“Oh fine, I’m coming,” said Charles, and he finally turned away from the mirror.

Just all of them rocking out at one of the houses :D Ben being lord of the dance floor? Mat whopping ass on Guitar Hero and Larry getting drunk? Go wild anons :D

Beau stepped out into the grounds of Carlton House. There were candles lining the paths leading towards the few seats set out on the lawn. George was beckoning Beau to hurry up.

“Come on Beau, I want to start. The orchestra are waiting.”

Beau sat down on the seat George was patting impatiently, smiling at the way his Georgie was harrumphing and puffing, although, the puffing may have just been due to George’s immense size. Beau knew full well that George was incredibly fat, but he simply saw it as more Georgie to love.

“What are the orchestra playing, Georgie?” Beau asked.

“Music for the Royal Fireworks, naturally. God Beau, you can be really thick sometimes – almost as bad as Caroline.”

“Ouch Georgie. That’s quite harsh!” Beau cried, looking hurt.

“I’m sorry Beau; you know I love you really.”

Beau’s head whipped round to look at George, his mouth a perfect ‘o’ of surprise. He was glad the darkness did the blush quickly climbing up his face, as he began to stammer out some attempt at words.

“Well, uh… Georgie that’s uh… um… I mean, certainly… well… yes… what I want to say is um… of course I lo-“

“When I say love, I mean in a manly way of course.” George cut in, stopping Beau in mid-declaration.

“Oh, of course. A manly way, obviously. I mean, you don’t actually love me. Ha ha – how silly!” Beau desperately tried to hide the disappointment he now felt. So close! Maybe another time – Georgie must realise soon.

The orchestra began to play, and the first fireworks began to shoot up to the sky, exploding far above their heads in a shower of colour. Again and again the rockets squealed upwards leaving a trail of sparks in their wake.

Beau reached out for George’s hand, and was pleasantly surprised when the Prince Regent took it.

“They’re beautiful,” he breathed. “It’s like sky glitter.”

“You’re right Beau, they are fairly fabulous. Just like me.” George puffed out his already sizeable chest as he said this. “I bet not even Napoleon has as good a firework display as me, although I expect his are pretty amazing too.”

At the mention of the detestable Frenchie, Beau dropped George’s hand.

“Hmmm…” he said.

At this moment the orchestra struck up another tune, a tune that left Beau feeling cold.

“Ah, Rule The World,” George said, clapping his podgy hands. “This will show that jumped up little general, no matter how fabulous he is.”

George turned to Beau with a beaming smile on his face, as Beau tried to force a smile back.

Beau sulked for the rest of the evening.

The only thing better than buggering a king, as far as Dick's concerned, is buggering a king on his own throne.

Various couples across various time lines write to the Time Sewer equivalent of the 'Agony Aunt' for relationship advice, resulting anything from misunderstandings, tears, snuggles, break ups, hate sex,and more.

No, not us! XD

Most films have XXX or NC17 versions tht are little more than porn with the flimsiest connections to the movie that inspired the porn.

One day, one of the cast finds a video containing such porn about the cast/characters.

Their reactions??

Can be RPF or characters. A couple get so turned on they have to have sex RIGHT NOW with no time to go to a bedroom. A few hours later someone or multiple someone walk in on the scene and its very clear what happened.

So, I know (and love that the fandom OTP is collectively George I/Walpole. But I was looking it up on wikipedia and discovered that Walpole was actually closer in age to George II than George I - and while George I/Walpole will be forever my OTP my shipping brain immediately started working on that. And so...

Anything George II/Walpole basically. Be it sniping at each other turning into hate!sex, the both of them getting a bit drunk and waking up in bed next together the next morning or something completely and utterly unrelated to either - just give me them together! (Would prefer no non-con/dub-con and no previous Walpole/George I relationship. But anything else is good. :DDD)

Frost fairs, quite fun to read up on!: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/River_Thames_frost_fairs

Anyhow, both of them attend a frost fair together - maybe bundlded up in "normal" clothes as to avoid attention. Maybe George is absolutely adorable over all the attractions, maybe Robert starts trying to impress him - anyway! Them being adorable would be great. <333

...

^_^;;

Yeah, its the same poster who keeps requesting Jim/Simon, Simon/Lawry, Jim/Simon/Larry, and the like; I just love odd pairings.

So, maybe these two meeting and being awesome together?

I have no shame apparently.

So, all those historical figures whose reputations Cliff rehabilitates don't carry a ton of cash on hand (or just find sex a better form of payment *cough* Charles II *cough*) so they pay him in lots of sex.

Just one to three partners at a time please, I want Cliff in one piece.

http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.tumblr.com/tumblr_lti4dyEv9c1qlf4uwo1_1280.png?AWSAccessKeyId=AKIAJ6IHWSU3BX3X7X3Q&Expires=1320794930&Signature=ipmbdhSpLtTEKxTcZgm%2Bk0ky8Ss%3D

http://textsfromhistory.tumblr.com/post/11814438341#postNotes

She orders them to have sex and let her watch; cue elbows flying everywhere, smushing each other, nearly throwing each other out of bed, Liz yelling at them to 'put some effort into it', and the like; the next morning she apologizes, but they actually sort of liked it.

Frustrated that her land has been conquered YET AGAIN by a foreign man, Boudicca storms up to William and gives him a piece of her mind; used to always being obeyed/feared, William gets turned on by this behavior.

Do I need to explain this one? Just look at that growly, brooding tough guy compared to her dull, wimpy hubby. Imagine him offering to "show you what a real man is".
If you want to write a bit more than porn, what happens when she returns home, feeling guilty?

Some historians debate whether Florence was gay; maybe the reason she never allowed Mary to join her nursing core was really because Florence had a crush on Mary which she knew Mary would never reciprocate.

I prefer pinning, heart ache, and one-sided feelings for this, since there is no definitive evidence either way and Florence preferred to associate with strong men/was dismissive of many women of her time whom she viewed as 'weak'.

Inspired by the various Victorian Fan Sketches; as a dandy Beau knows ALL the flirting tricks that can be done with a fan. One day he whips out a fan and starts using it on Georgie in front of George III. As the first gentleman of England, Georgie knows EXACTLY what Beau is saying and gets flustered because his dad is right there.

Simon, can you stop being attractive for TEN MINUTES? I've created enough prompts about you/the characters you play!!

At the end of the Celtic Wife Swap, Mrs. Celt wants to go off with the Romans, while Mr. Celt thinks of the Romans as vain jerks; the Romans like Mrs. Celt enough to bring her with them and to try to make Mr. Celt enjoy their way of life.

Cue angry hate sex between Mr. Celt/Mrs. Roman as he remains stubbornly pro-Celtic life (please add in references to advantages of Celtic life ie women being higher socially than Roman women were, Celts using soap, and so on) and snugly Mr. Celt/Mr. Roman sex as Mr. Roman tries to show Mr. Celt the finer points of Roman life (bath houses, fresh fruits, and so on).

Four-ways are DEFINITELY encouraged. :D

So at the end of the sketch of the first Olympics, Simon's naked and Ben has no shirt plus a set of overly sharp fingernails; cue Simon demanding they have sex RIGHT NOW, with Ben keeping the nails on and using them on Simon. Ben is worried he'll hurt Simon, while Simon wants the pain

Saw Jim in dressed up as one of the Sugababes on the Kevin Bishop show, he was brilliant in drag. One of the others see him like this and want him to dress up in womens clothing for them.

Preferably m/m.

Nanny Bob shows up at HHTV one day and starts causing chaos. What kind is up to the author. Trying to set Jessica with dear old Bobsy? Pinching Mike on the bum? Yelling at the sports commentators? Just give me Nanny Bob hi-jinx!!

She pushed Mike towards the sofa, listening to him echo Heph's sentiments about relaxing to be a better fighter. She had to admit, even if only to herself, that she had no idea what he was actually saying - she was more interested in getting him on that sofa and between her thighs.

Sam had been thinking about this all day. She'd had to put in a few hours in the office that morning, and had been forced to leave Mike in bed - which had been sheer torture. He'd been... different last night; more forceful and confident. Not to say that Mike was usually weak or timid in bed, but he'd never just thrown her down and gone for it the way he had when she'd crept into their flat in the wee hours of the morning.

She'd spent the afternoon looking for some new posh frocks for various occasions (the words 'engagement party' floating through her mind unacknowledged, because they'd have to have one eventually but they didn't even have a date yet) and once she'd chosen a few she liked, she felt compelled to buy underwear and accessories and she'd even picked up a pair of shoes. She didn't shop like this often - and her bank balance would thank her if she did it less - but when she did...

All she'd been able to think about was Mike pushing her up against a wall, unzipping each dress slowly and letting it fall from her body...

His fingertips brushing lightly down her back, the languorous click of the zip and the feel of his breath on her neck...

She pushed Mike down and put her knees on either side of his hips, settling on the sofa and pressing close. She'd prepared for shopping, worn comfortable heels with a dress easy to remove, and with her hips now against Mike's, she was thankful for her foresight all over again. He groaned as she settled her weight over him, his jeans rough against her inner thighs.

She'd paused for a moment when she'd walked in, before calling to Mike in the kitchen, knowing she had maybe five seconds at most before the sound of the door with no obvious arrival had him poking his head around the counter; she hadn't intended her underwear to be easily removable, but in the few moments Mike had unintentionally allowed her, they did the job.

His eyes widened and he let out a shocked little huff of air as his gaze darkened.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, trailing one hand up to the back of her neck, gently pressuring her head down to allow their lips to meet. It was wet, slow and messy; dirty but unhurried and just the way Sam wanted it. Mike pulled away and began to trail kisses across her jaw.

I don´t even care who the other one is. Mike? Bones? Because Bob in the earlier sketches was f-ing hot.

~~Larry, do not make suggestive faces at Simon when you're wearing almost nothing.~~

The way Milo tries to come at Death when he tries to go out the door; >_> really? We're the writers trying to bate us? Milo decides to jump on top of Death; Death keeps trying to evade him. Milo persuades him it'll be fun. No non-con, please.

If you've seen the deleted scenes off the DVDs therey have a few Dr. De'ath ones and you have to admit LAWRY MAKES A HOT DEATH!!! So what do they do? He told Larry the Peasent they had knitting and tennis... JUST ADORABLE LAWRYNESS PLEASE!!

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Alexander/Hephaistion

Unprompted: Charles II/Other

RPF - Anyone and Everyone - Party!

Unprompted: Fireworks - Beau/George PG [1/1]

Charles II/Dick Turpin, throne sex

Multiple Pairings Agony Aunt Letters

[RPF] Multiple Pairings Finding the porn

[Optional RPF] Any/Any + Other(s) Walking in on ~something~

George II/Robert Walpole

George I/Robert Walpole

Samuel Pepys/Robert Walpole snark, cheese?

Cliff Whiteley/Everybody getting paid in sex

Robin Dudley/Robert Cecil + Elizabeth I voyerism, awkward sex

Boudicca/William the Conqueror smacking, spanking, dominance, rough wall sex

Mr. Spartan/Mrs. Athenian.

Florence Nightingale/Mary Seacole crushes, unrequited

Beau Brummel/George IV + George III fan-flirting

Mr. Celt/Mrs. Celt Mr. Celt/Mrs. Roman Mr. Celt/Mr. Roman Romanizing Mr. Celt

Daxininos(GreekWrestler!Ben)/Athlete!Simon role play, rough sex, scratching with nails

Jim/Other. Jim in drag.

HHTV Enter Nanny Bob!

UNPROMPTED: Sofa Sex Smike, NC-17 (1/3)

Bob Hale porn

Milo of Croton/Stupid Death creepiness, dominance

Dr. De'ath And His Patients