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BIOSHOCK KINK MEME

Stars, hide your fires;
Let not light see my black and deep desires

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Welcome to the Bioshock kink meme.

You can find a semi-frequently-updated list of prompts, with links and an indication of whether they've been filled, here at the index.



it is a kink meme. people anonymously (or not) request fic and pictures; other people anonymously (or not) write that fic and draw those pictures. everyone masturbates, peace is achieved.



there are two ways to take part!

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NOW GO FORTH AND MULTIPLY, MY CHILDREN

jack/elizabeth band au

(Anonymous) 2014-03-23 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
jack and liz are leads for respective bands from their respective games that sing different genres. romeo and juliet or something. Booker is overprotective dad of the year. Atlas/Fontane is just glad his boy is finally getting some tail.

Re: jack/elizabeth band au, short fill

(Anonymous) 2014-03-24 08:16 am (UTC)(link)
This sort of evolved into a modern band AU thing, so sorry of its sort of bad. Basically, Booker Liz, and the Luteces are an accoustic folk band and Jack, Atlas, Delta and Eleanor are a blues-rock band, and Jack and Liz are Romeo and Juliet except with a better ending and healthier relationship.

...

"Elizabeth, I said no, and that's final!"

Elizabeth huffed, fists on her hips voice ringing out in defiance. "You don't even know him, Booker! He's a really sweet guy if you just took the time to talk to him!" Booker sighed, exasperated, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Liz, the kid is a goddamn hoodlum. The music he plays, those tattoos, he hangs around with that Atlas fellow for godsake! I don't want you hanging around with a punk like that."

The girl was incensed, obviously. It was a given how starstruck she was. "First of all, I have tattoos, Booker. You have tattoos," her thumb ticked off her point, followed by a slim index and middle finger, "second of all, we play music too, so you can't tell me musicians are bad guys, and third, that Atlas fellow's done some questionable things, yeah, but haven't you? Need I remind you of the show we did at that dinky little casino? The one you lost quite a bit of money at?" Booker scoffed.

"It wasn't that much money, Liz."

"We spent two days sleeping in our car in a Taco Bell parking lot because we couldn't foot a hotel bill."

The older man scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "Fine, I might get carried away with gambling on occasion, but I'm telling you, that kid is bad news. You'll get your heart broken, Elizabeth." Elizabeth slipped her arms into a jacket, feeling in the pockets for her keys. "I'm a big girl, Booker," she spat, "I can make my own decisions."

...

"So you're finally gonna get some tail, eh lad?"

"I swear to god Atlas if you don't shut up I'm going to shove this pen in your eye."

Atlas laughed, cocky, mocking if Jack didn't know better. The Irishman shifted on the couch adjacent to where Jack sat, notebook clutched in ink-stained hands as he tried, and failed, to write a song about Elizabeth. "You tryin' to wax poetic bout her over there?" One of Atlas's earbuds had fallen from his ear, strains of the Black Keys siphoned from the plastic and into the quiet so coveted by the blocked writer. "Here, try sayin' that her mouth is a herald for her heart, gracing' you with the scripture of her affections."

"Wow, Atlas. I'm impressed. That was actually pretty poe-"

"And then say you'd love to see it wrapped around your cock."

"And you ruined it." Jack tossed the notebook aside, crisp shuffling of the paper flitting against the renewed guffaw of his band mate. "Seriously, can you stop it? I really like Elizabeth and you don't need to be such a dick about it." Atlas's response came with a roll of his eyes.

"Oh, what're ya gonna do about it, Jacky boy? Tell 'ol Johnny Topside on me?" He giggled again, like a pleased teenager whenever he makes a crude joke in class. It Jack's turn to roll his eyes.

"Yeah, I'll tell Delta on you, and you know what he'll do? He'll tell Eleanor on you, and you know what they'll both do? They'll steal your phone and replace all your songs with Eleanor's mom's Katy Perry collection." The laughter ceased, Atlas now sitting rigid on the sofa as Jack stood to leave.

Jack, you wouldn't really do that, would you? I was just kidding, you know that."

Jack turned, halfway out the door and replied. "Yeah, I know that, but John and Eleanor don't", the door clicking shut against a panicked "wait, boyo, don't tell them! I'm sorry!"

...

"Jack, hey!"

Heel clicked rough against the pavement as Jack's head swiveled, Elizabeth jogging towards the splintered park bench he sat on. "I'm so sorry I'm late!" Instinctively, she smoothed the indigo cotton of her skirt, and babbled. "It's just Booker and I got in a fight, and he doesn't like you but it's such shit because he barely talked to you once at that festival we gigged at together, and Rosalind and Robert don't help any but do they ever and I am rambling and I am so sorry." Jack laughed, standing to press a kiss to Liz's cheek. "Lizzie, don't worry about it. I'm sure he'll come around." He twined his arm around hers, her cheek resting on the soft wool donning his shoulder. "You're too sweet, Jack. Thanks for being so understanding." Lips pressed against the top of her head.

"Anything for you, Lizzie."

Re: jack/elizabeth band au, short fill

(Anonymous) 2014-03-24 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
OH MY GOD THIS IS SUPER ADORABLE I LOVE IT

Re: jack/elizabeth band au, short fill

(Anonymous) 2014-03-25 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
OP here THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU This is SO adorable omg~! :3 :3 :3