A perfect 10

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We might have travelled in time and are back to post number 2 or this is going to be the most porny post yet. No one knows. Or no one knew. Anyway:

Here are your guidelines, as usual.

1) All fills for prompts of the earlier prompt posts go in the post the prompt was posted in. No re-posting or splitting up prompts and fills.
2) Self-prompt

Comments

Self Prompt: Integral

[anonymous]

Got in there before the freeze.

A sort of dystopian!AU, basically what would have happened if Tony Blair had gone a little bit further, moved the Party into Millbank and laid the foundations of a police state. Evil!NuLab (TB, GB, PM, AC, FM, CB) versus NaiveButGood!NextGen (EM, DM, ED, YC, AB), hopefully with pairings aplenty, if I can fit them all in.

This isn't anywhere near being finished, but I've got it planned out. There'll definately be noncon and plenty of graphic murders in future chapters.

Fill: Integral, part 1

[anonymous]

At first, Blair had been a breath of fresh air. He was young and he never frowned, he was blessed with boyish good looks and never mind the gallimaufry of shady men that followed behind him, Blair was impossible not to like. He soared into Downing Street on the eagle wings of 93% approval ratings, and it was chuckled that few dictators could ever fake such popularity

Fill: Integral, part 2

[anonymous]

From the outside, it could have been a typical prison or perhaps an ugly city hospital but for the coils of razor wire lining the high fences and the men in their blue-grey uniforms prowling the perimeter of the facility, fingers brushing the lengths of their guns below their coats. Cameras swivelled and tiny red LEDs flashed as the lone armoured vehicle crawled to the entrance, braking as men hurried to survey the new arrival

Re: Fill: Integral, part 2

[anonymous]

Crap, this chills my liberal heart. Looking forward to NextGen being badass and adorbs.

Fill: Integral, part 2b

[anonymous]

Hundreds of doors lined the walls, each locked securely, with a covered circular window at eye-height. Each cell had two sets of numbers drawn onto the steel with permanent marker

Fill: Integral, part 2c

[anonymous]

“Events, Parris. Events change everything. The country is under constant risk of terrorist attack now,” Alastair cut in, stepping into the cell. “Tony Blair’s first priority is the security of this nation. How could we have anticipated the attacks? The age of reactionary government is over. It would be complacent to leave security lax and await attack when we know that enemies of Britain still wish to cause us harm

Fill: Integral, part 3a

[anonymous]

Millbank Tower was an imposing building - not the tallest in London, certainly, but it stood proudly above the skyline, all gleaming glass surfaces. One of the earliest moves of Tony Blair’s second term was to quietly have all other occupants turned out and move his Party into the Tower. It was so very difficult to be leader of a Party that was scattered across the country, and all problems can be resolved when everybody who was anybody could be found under one roof

Fill: Integral, part 3b

[anonymous]

“Are they in there, David?” A pair of wide brown eyes blinked from the top of the stairs, and David nodded, beckoning his brother to join him. Ed set down a tray on the floor and sighed, sitting down and glancing up at the locked door. David helped himself to tea and tore away half a jam tart, resting his head back against the door. He could hear grunts and whines from inside and the brutal slamming of bodies against furniture

Fill: Integral, part 3c

[anonymous]

“Perhaps it’s not about the romantic notion of love,” Ed suggested, breaking apart his jam tart and nibbling a crumb, “and it’s about the exchange of power in an environment that is distant from work instead

Fill: Integral, part 4a

[anonymous]

The inspection was completed without any other difficulties, and the East Surrey detention centre was confirmed to be operating without any dangerous lapses in security. Peter waited in the back of the armoured vehicle, skimming through a junior inspector’s report of the centre and scratching notes into the margin while Alastair signed off the formalities in the Controller’s office. Eventually, Alastair emerged from the centre, accompanied by a wary officer, hand resting on his belt under his coat

Fill: Integral, part 4b

[anonymous]

“Cheeky fag!” He lurched at Peter, who scrambled out of reach, cackling his victory. The car swerved around a corner and the two men slipped around the seating, crashing undignifiedly into a curved corner. Peter scrabbled, catching a headrest but before he could brace himself, Alastair leapt on the smaller man, pinning him down onto the seating and Peter panted, twisting his whole body in discomfort as his thighs were forcibly lifted and his legs hooked above Alastair’s broad shoulders, imprisoning him underneath the heavier man. Sweat seeped from his body into Alastair’s crisp uniform

Fill: Integral, part 5a

[anonymous]

“You aren’t going to stay?” Tony asked as Gordon dressed himself, pulling his tie in a high knot. Gordon flattened his hair, his features set into a sullen expression

Fill: Integral, part 5b

[anonymous]

“That wasn’t all though,” Alastair said. His hand had dropped to Tony’s chest and his fingers were circling a bare nipple, Tony’s breath hitching as the nub tautened. “Peter made a personal visit to one of the prisoners, Mr Parris.”

“What happened?”

“Peter snuffed him, on CCTV.”

“Oh, Peter!” Tony cried, irritated, “You stupid man, why couldn’t you wait a bit longer and send him through court?”

“It wasn’t that simple. He had counter-revolutionary leanings.”

“We could have arranged an execution. It’s not a good idea to do this with our own hands any more than we need to.”

“It’s hardly just me,” Peter said indignantly, “you weren’t angry when Alastair took Clare.” Alastair smirked at the memory.

The stupid, stumpy woman had screamed like a banshee as he sliced cuts in geometric patterns across her naked flesh before slashing her throat. She had looked more appealing than when splattered claret with her own blood than she ever had been while living and causing trouble.“That’s because Clare was a bloody witch,” Tony said, “and if

Re: Fill: Integral, part 5b

[anonymous]

Forst thought, jumped out at me: Pastrychef!EMil being all logical is win.

This fic? Mindblowing - I can't work out if the overt Mandelbell or the covert TBGB is hotter...

Re: Fill: Integral, part 5b

[anonymous]

I think I have a thing for pastry chefs (TB and GB in my Toryshire fics were pastry chefs too, and Klaus Nomi was one IRL). Thanks. (:

Re: Fill: Integral, part 5b

[anonymous]

Oh god anon, it's like you're finally taking all the fucked up psychodrama of NuLab and making them come true for us in dark!fic! I'm so excited at the possibilities of this fic, please carry on for as long as you need, you have a captive audience member right here!