Five more drabbles
So here are the rest of my drabbles. Overall, I'm not as pleased with these as I was with last week's batch, but I think they're okay. All are exactly 100 words. Hope you like them! (The prompts are here.)
Fandom: QaF (US)
Character: Hunter
Rating: PG-13 for mentions of unsavory things
for ciaan (I really wanted to do something with this idea, but it doesn't really fit in a drabble. I love you anyway. And I will write you Regis and Danilo one day.)
He still sees his former customers around sometimes. Pittsburgh’s not that big, and plenty of them are the kind of guys who pass in front of Michael’s store in their expensive suits and long coats and shitty comb-overs. He remembers most of them by sight-you had to, to know who would pay thirty bucks extra if you just called him daddy a couple of times when he was in you, and who might try to stiff you if you didn’t get cash in your hand up front. He remembers them, but they don’t remember him, and that gives him power.
Fandom: OZ (the HBO prison drama)
Character: Father Mukada
Rating: G
for c_abbo
Father Mukada folds his hands around his coffee mug and asks God to bless the prison, just as he does early every morning. Before he is too exhausted by the individuals there to even think of the whole. It isn’t a long prayer, but it isn’t a simple one either, because Oz is never a simple place.
He used to kneel before the crucifix on the wall, before he realized that his morning prayer isn’t the prayer of a priest. He is just a frustrated, overworked man when he prays around the coffee mug for the strength of another day.
Fandom: Wizard of Oz
Pairing: Scarecrow/Tinman
Rating: crack (PG?)
for en_dejlig_aften
“Watch the joints,” says Tin Man.
“Ouch! That pinches!” says Scarecrow.
“You could try it the other way,” points out Dorothy, tilting her head at their awkwardly aligned bodies.
“Arf!” agrees Toto.
Tin Man and Scarecrow look at each other as if to say, Who invited them?
They shift around so Tin Man is on top this time.
“It’s just like my bedsprings at home,” Dorothy muses, when they have finally gotten into a suitable rhythm. No one wants to ask what she’s talking about.
“Arf!” says Toto again, and jumps from Dorothy’s lap to sniff at the spilled oil.
Fandom: Salute Your Shorts
Pairing: Z.Z./various
Rating: NC-17 (possibly implied cross-gen?)
for celeria
Dina has a neon pink vibrator that hums like the cicadas outside the cabin, and she presses it against Z.Z.’s clit until it’s nearly painful, and her dark eyes glitter with pride when Z.Z. comes.
Telly has strong arms and Z.Z. watches them flex, grabbing the sheets when Z.Z. goes down on her. They spoon together afterwards, which is nice because she and Dina never do that.
But Mona the mail-carrier has a rowboat and can crack walnuts behind her knees, and Z.Z. doesn’t tell anyone who she dreams of when she rocks her fingers between her legs at night.
Fandom: HP
Pairing: Harry/Ron (which I like a lot and never write)
Rating: R for boytouching
for iulia_linnea
It wouldn’t have happened if Ron hadn’t got his sleeve caught on his watch as he was undressing. It wouldn’t have happened if he hadn’t asked Harry to help untangle it. It wouldn’t have happened if Ron hadn’t squirmed, then looked so embarrassed chewing his lower lip, or if they weren’t both so hard when Harry’s knuckles brushed just there…
It wouldn’t have happened if Harry hadn’t dropped to his knees, still holding Ron’s bound hands, if Harry’s tongue hadn’t moved against Ron’s boxers, if he hadn’t wanted to taste the skin beneath so very badly…
Or maybe it would.
Fandom: QaF (US)
Character: Hunter
Rating: PG-13 for mentions of unsavory things
for ciaan (I really wanted to do something with this idea, but it doesn't really fit in a drabble. I love you anyway. And I will write you Regis and Danilo one day.)
He still sees his former customers around sometimes. Pittsburgh’s not that big, and plenty of them are the kind of guys who pass in front of Michael’s store in their expensive suits and long coats and shitty comb-overs. He remembers most of them by sight-you had to, to know who would pay thirty bucks extra if you just called him daddy a couple of times when he was in you, and who might try to stiff you if you didn’t get cash in your hand up front. He remembers them, but they don’t remember him, and that gives him power.
Fandom: OZ (the HBO prison drama)
Character: Father Mukada
Rating: G
for c_abbo
Father Mukada folds his hands around his coffee mug and asks God to bless the prison, just as he does early every morning. Before he is too exhausted by the individuals there to even think of the whole. It isn’t a long prayer, but it isn’t a simple one either, because Oz is never a simple place.
He used to kneel before the crucifix on the wall, before he realized that his morning prayer isn’t the prayer of a priest. He is just a frustrated, overworked man when he prays around the coffee mug for the strength of another day.
Fandom: Wizard of Oz
Pairing: Scarecrow/Tinman
Rating: crack (PG?)
for en_dejlig_aften
“Watch the joints,” says Tin Man.
“Ouch! That pinches!” says Scarecrow.
“You could try it the other way,” points out Dorothy, tilting her head at their awkwardly aligned bodies.
“Arf!” agrees Toto.
Tin Man and Scarecrow look at each other as if to say, Who invited them?
They shift around so Tin Man is on top this time.
“It’s just like my bedsprings at home,” Dorothy muses, when they have finally gotten into a suitable rhythm. No one wants to ask what she’s talking about.
“Arf!” says Toto again, and jumps from Dorothy’s lap to sniff at the spilled oil.
Fandom: Salute Your Shorts
Pairing: Z.Z./various
Rating: NC-17 (possibly implied cross-gen?)
for celeria
Dina has a neon pink vibrator that hums like the cicadas outside the cabin, and she presses it against Z.Z.’s clit until it’s nearly painful, and her dark eyes glitter with pride when Z.Z. comes.
Telly has strong arms and Z.Z. watches them flex, grabbing the sheets when Z.Z. goes down on her. They spoon together afterwards, which is nice because she and Dina never do that.
But Mona the mail-carrier has a rowboat and can crack walnuts behind her knees, and Z.Z. doesn’t tell anyone who she dreams of when she rocks her fingers between her legs at night.
Fandom: HP
Pairing: Harry/Ron (which I like a lot and never write)
Rating: R for boytouching
for iulia_linnea
It wouldn’t have happened if Ron hadn’t got his sleeve caught on his watch as he was undressing. It wouldn’t have happened if he hadn’t asked Harry to help untangle it. It wouldn’t have happened if Ron hadn’t squirmed, then looked so embarrassed chewing his lower lip, or if they weren’t both so hard when Harry’s knuckles brushed just there…
It wouldn’t have happened if Harry hadn’t dropped to his knees, still holding Ron’s bound hands, if Harry’s tongue hadn’t moved against Ron’s boxers, if he hadn’t wanted to taste the skin beneath so very badly…
Or maybe it would.