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Fitz Drabble Tree!

Jan 30, 2011 17:32

I know we've got a bunch of great writers in the comm, so I thought I'd get a little bit of participation going here with a drabble tree!

If you aren't familiar with how this works, one person posts a drabble (a 100-word ficlet) and then people respond to the post with another drabble that contains a sentence or phrase from the original drabble. ( Read more... )

drabble tree

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gonna just write my OTP lucia_tanaka January 31 2011, 02:30:11 UTC

She met him in his dreams, sometimes.

A plane of open space and dying galaxies where he leaned on a bar made of moonlight, sipping a glass filled with a stardust. She took his arm and spun him around, drawing him into a quick dance. He never knew the steps, but she lead him graciously as the sailed in lazy circles across the floor.

She spun him out, dipped him, guiding him through unseen decades and dying dimensions. He struggled to keep up and she just held his hands tighter, drew him along.

When his legs gave out, she caught him, laid him against her chest, cheek against the deep blue silk, and wrapped her arms around him.

Before he could ask any questions, she kissed his temple, kind and motherly. Then she leaned closer and kissed his lips, dipping deep into him mouth until he was drunk on it.

His legs ached upon waking, but a smile curved his lips.

Re: gonna just write my OTP cosmic_celery January 31 2011, 02:38:31 UTC

Lovely! Took me a bit to notice which phrase you took. XD

"she spun him out, dipped him" cosmic_celery January 31 2011, 04:32:29 UTC

He was heading to the bar when she pulled him onto the dance floor.

"Iris!" Fitz wasn't sure if he should be excited or terrified.

"'Ello, lovey. The old fuddy-duddy won't go a round. How 'bout we make him jealous?" She grinned maniacally and swept Fitz into a dance, crossing the floor in a series of twists, turns and steps that had him checking to see if his feet were still attached.

As they passed the Doctor (appropriately amused and just a tad concerned) she spun him out, and finally, dipped him.

“Shouldn’t I be doing the dipping?”

“With my experience? Never.”

Pre-"The Taint" crack... rob_t_firefly January 31 2011, 07:50:09 UTC

They met in the record shop when they'd both reached for the same album. After some shy laughter and mentioning having already "down loaded it" (whatever that meant) the young lady had let Fitz have the record. On a lark, he'd invited her back to his to listen to it together; surprisingly, she'd accepted.

Fitz wasn't sure if he should be excited or terrified; he'd been entirely unprepared for the unique effect the music of John Smith and the Common Men had on this peculiar woman. "Just don't tell Grandfather," she whispered as she pushed him down onto the sofa.

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Spot the fandom crossover. brewsternorth February 3 2011, 02:25:31 UTC

Mostly, it wasn't what he'd expected at all. He'd been thinking of space-age clean lines, white walls, bright light, computers, lab equipment all over the place, and only a few bits of furniture. Sort of like the place he'd first met the guy.

Instead, it was dark and stuffed with, well, all kinds of stuff - LPs, books, overstuffed antique furniture, lab stuff in the kitchen - and it had the most appalling wallpaper Fitz'd ever seen.

His prospective flatmate peered back at him. "What d'you think?"

"Done. You don't mind the guitar?"

"If you'll tolerate my violin, it seems only fair."

Re: Spot the fandom crossover. silver_sandals February 19 2011, 07:30:57 UTC

!!!! They would drive each other up the wall. It would be epic.