Meme-drabble.
First, there's still room for 12 more requests. Any of my fandoms, any character/couple, just give me a prompt.
The 3 that have requested so far.
For: mysticblue_lady Original/Spirit Hunters, Cassandra, rain in the sidewalk.
Janna used to love when it rained. She’d run right into it, laughing, let the rain make her clothes heavy and clingy. She’d jump into the puddles on the sidewalk, twirl around at her embarrassment. She’d say that they were too young, too pretty not to do so; she’d giggle again, hands extended as the rain fell around her.
“Cassandra, you can’t take your bike today, it’s raining too much…” Thomas says, worried, but before Brian can offer anything, she nods, picking up the umbrella that she’s quite certain wasn’t there before.
“That’s okay, boys. I feel like walking anyway.”
For fujurpreux KKM, Conrad/Yuuri/Wolfram.
Despite the exhaustion, Wolfram still kicked and punched in his sleep. Yuuri finally sat up, trying to rub life into his sleepy eyes.
“Wolfram, please…” he pleaded, but the answer of the blond wasn’t a moan this time, rather a snort. Conrad, lying on Wolfram’s other side, gave a sleepy chuckle.
“If you hold him he won’t hit you.” Conrad informed. Yuuri blinked, but he was too tired to question the information; once he did Wolfram did stop trashing in his sleep. He was going to say thanks when he realized something else.
“Wait, why you didn’t tell me before?!”
For m36u-ch4n Death Note, Light/Misa, lust
Light isn’t moved by sexy clothes, nor by sexy lingerie. Misa knows this, because no matter how many times she shows around him wearing the smallest bits of silky clothes she can find, bits of underwear that cling to the curve of her ass or to the swell of her breasts, he won’t look at her twice if he doesn’t have to.
But whenever Kira has punished a serious criminal, he gets a look in his eyes that never fails to make Misa shiver and wrap her arms around his neck and kiss him, and he always, always kisses back.
The 3 that have requested so far.
For: mysticblue_lady Original/Spirit Hunters, Cassandra, rain in the sidewalk.
Janna used to love when it rained. She’d run right into it, laughing, let the rain make her clothes heavy and clingy. She’d jump into the puddles on the sidewalk, twirl around at her embarrassment. She’d say that they were too young, too pretty not to do so; she’d giggle again, hands extended as the rain fell around her.
“Cassandra, you can’t take your bike today, it’s raining too much…” Thomas says, worried, but before Brian can offer anything, she nods, picking up the umbrella that she’s quite certain wasn’t there before.
“That’s okay, boys. I feel like walking anyway.”
For fujurpreux KKM, Conrad/Yuuri/Wolfram.
Despite the exhaustion, Wolfram still kicked and punched in his sleep. Yuuri finally sat up, trying to rub life into his sleepy eyes.
“Wolfram, please…” he pleaded, but the answer of the blond wasn’t a moan this time, rather a snort. Conrad, lying on Wolfram’s other side, gave a sleepy chuckle.
“If you hold him he won’t hit you.” Conrad informed. Yuuri blinked, but he was too tired to question the information; once he did Wolfram did stop trashing in his sleep. He was going to say thanks when he realized something else.
“Wait, why you didn’t tell me before?!”
For m36u-ch4n Death Note, Light/Misa, lust
Light isn’t moved by sexy clothes, nor by sexy lingerie. Misa knows this, because no matter how many times she shows around him wearing the smallest bits of silky clothes she can find, bits of underwear that cling to the curve of her ass or to the swell of her breasts, he won’t look at her twice if he doesn’t have to.
But whenever Kira has punished a serious criminal, he gets a look in his eyes that never fails to make Misa shiver and wrap her arms around his neck and kiss him, and he always, always kisses back.