Music Shuffle Drabble Meme~! [Various Pairs]
Did this really quick as a stress-reliever. It works really well~ Everyone else should do it, too! D8 And totally not just because I'd love more fic, of couse, aha.
Rules:
Pick five pairings/characters/shows. Put your music on shuffle. Writing a small drabble inspired by the music that turns on. However long the song is, is how long you have to write. No more, no less.
Pairs for this Meme:
Abe x Mihashi
Sasuke x Naruto
Shizuo x Izaya
Roy x Riza
Gary x Ash
Aaaaaand, GOOOO--!
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Eenie Meenie - Justin Bieber and Shaun Kingston (Little sister… whyyyyyy would you download this.)
Abe hadn’t known how to go about it, exactly. The change in his attitude had come about so quickly he hadn’t know how to cope, but once he had come to terms with the fact that he liked his pitcher in that way, everything suddenly became clear. This was just like any other baseball match, any other time he tried to cooperate with that guy, just like talking.
He just had to be patient. Mihashi would understand eventually, right? But it seemed that every time he tried one of his advances, he either acted extremely happy, or did those weird mannerisms of his that resembled a scared Chihuahua’s.
Mihashi was just the type to not make up his mind very quickly, he guessed. He found it strange that being so straightforward worked so much better and produced faster results than simply being demanding about it. Who knew turning a noogie into a make-shift kiss would work so well?
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Fall to Pieces - Avril Lavigne
Sasuke was like Naruto’s mirror. Everything that he could feel, would feel, had felt was completely what depicted Sasuke. The difference was… it was reversed. In which Sasuke’s pain rooted from losing everything, Naruto’s pain came from never having anything. Sasuke became what he was, and Naruto receded from it.
Naruto’s fingers clutched into Sasuke’s shirt, teeth clenching and tears brimming. He wasn’t sad, he was angry. Angry that Sasuke could do something like this. He’d heard it, he knew what his friend was now capable of, but he didn’t want to accept it. He wanted to know what it meant to be Sasuke now. What kind of thoughts were going through his head? Why would he do this?
“Naruto-“
“Shut up!”
Without thinking, he lurched forward, enveloping his former friend in a hug, one that he couldn’t escape from. They were both exhausted to the point of losing the warmth in their bodies. This felt nice, it felt right, and he wanted to stay there, forever.
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My First Kiss - 3OH!3 ft. Ke$ha
It was painful, it was awkward, and it was probably wasn’t the closest they’d ever gotten, which was pretty disturbing in itself. At least, to Izaya it was.
He folded over almost completely, huffing out small gasps of air that broke and dissolved on the other’s lips. School uniforms wrinkled, completely strewn, crumpled in his shaking fingers. It wasn’t enough, and he couldn’t believe it. Izaya couldn’t stop kissing Heiwajima Shizuo. It was addicting, it was sweet, it hurt, the blood dripping from the side of his mouth wasn’t pleasant at all, but oh, if he wasn’t enjoying it. So much, that he couldn’t stop pivoting his hips forward. How distasteful, he thought.
Shizuo didn’t seem to mind. He hummed, a sound of both annoyance and pleasure. How odd, how exciting. What the hell was he thinking?
As he tried to push away, his foot slipped, and he ended up knocking his head on the bleachers behind them, and Shizuo ended up on top of him, busy shoving his tongue down his throat.
Fuck it.
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Smile - Uncle Kracker
Flowers. It seemed appropriate, right? Perfect for a first date, right? It wasn’t as if they’d never gone out for casual meals before, it was just the idea of going out as a couple that did him in. He felt like a teenage boy again, which was embarrassing enough.
“Ah, what am I doing?” he scolded himself, straightening his posture and knocking forward his knuckles. He heard shuffling from inside and then with batted breath he watched as the door opened, revealing his most valuable comrade, and now his most cherished partner.
“What’s with that expression?” she blushed. Confused, he touched his face without another thought.
“Huh,” he uttered lamely, averting his eyes and developing his own blush, chest clenching in embarrassment. The corners of his mouth tilted upward more at realizing his initial reaction to seeing Riza was a smile.
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Airplanes Pt. 2 - BOB ft. Eminem
Pallet Town’s sky looked different from any other town’s or region’s. Being such a small town with basically no pollutants such as smog and lights at night, it was like seeing the night sky for the first time. Stars everywhere, the Milkyway so clear you felt like you could fall into it, if only you just reached out slightly.
Gary sighed, turning on his roof and looking at his closed fist next to him. He’d been out all night, wishing he’d see a shooting star, for some odd reason. It just felt like he needed it, he needed a free wish at that moment in time. Gary, despite his initial scoffing and disgust at himself, wanted Ash to be there. He wasn’t sure why, but as he readjusted his lab coat-turned into a makeshift pillow-he felt like it was because Ash motivated him. Made him what he was today.
He needed him there. More than anything else in his life, Ash was his pillar, his motivation. How was that fair? Gary supposed it worked. Gary was all that Ash reached for, his eternal rival, above him, and Ash was the pillar below him that kept him from falling into himself.
No shooting stars, but wishing was still fine, right?
--
So, how was your guys' memorial day weekend? Mine was filled with barbecue, and more contemplation on Japan and eventual meet-ups with awesome people.
Rules:
Pick five pairings/characters/shows. Put your music on shuffle. Writing a small drabble inspired by the music that turns on. However long the song is, is how long you have to write. No more, no less.
Pairs for this Meme:
Abe x Mihashi
Sasuke x Naruto
Shizuo x Izaya
Roy x Riza
Gary x Ash
Aaaaaand, GOOOO--!
--
Eenie Meenie - Justin Bieber and Shaun Kingston (Little sister… whyyyyyy would you download this.)
Abe hadn’t known how to go about it, exactly. The change in his attitude had come about so quickly he hadn’t know how to cope, but once he had come to terms with the fact that he liked his pitcher in that way, everything suddenly became clear. This was just like any other baseball match, any other time he tried to cooperate with that guy, just like talking.
He just had to be patient. Mihashi would understand eventually, right? But it seemed that every time he tried one of his advances, he either acted extremely happy, or did those weird mannerisms of his that resembled a scared Chihuahua’s.
Mihashi was just the type to not make up his mind very quickly, he guessed. He found it strange that being so straightforward worked so much better and produced faster results than simply being demanding about it. Who knew turning a noogie into a make-shift kiss would work so well?
--
Fall to Pieces - Avril Lavigne
Sasuke was like Naruto’s mirror. Everything that he could feel, would feel, had felt was completely what depicted Sasuke. The difference was… it was reversed. In which Sasuke’s pain rooted from losing everything, Naruto’s pain came from never having anything. Sasuke became what he was, and Naruto receded from it.
Naruto’s fingers clutched into Sasuke’s shirt, teeth clenching and tears brimming. He wasn’t sad, he was angry. Angry that Sasuke could do something like this. He’d heard it, he knew what his friend was now capable of, but he didn’t want to accept it. He wanted to know what it meant to be Sasuke now. What kind of thoughts were going through his head? Why would he do this?
“Naruto-“
“Shut up!”
Without thinking, he lurched forward, enveloping his former friend in a hug, one that he couldn’t escape from. They were both exhausted to the point of losing the warmth in their bodies. This felt nice, it felt right, and he wanted to stay there, forever.
--
My First Kiss - 3OH!3 ft. Ke$ha
It was painful, it was awkward, and it was probably wasn’t the closest they’d ever gotten, which was pretty disturbing in itself. At least, to Izaya it was.
He folded over almost completely, huffing out small gasps of air that broke and dissolved on the other’s lips. School uniforms wrinkled, completely strewn, crumpled in his shaking fingers. It wasn’t enough, and he couldn’t believe it. Izaya couldn’t stop kissing Heiwajima Shizuo. It was addicting, it was sweet, it hurt, the blood dripping from the side of his mouth wasn’t pleasant at all, but oh, if he wasn’t enjoying it. So much, that he couldn’t stop pivoting his hips forward. How distasteful, he thought.
Shizuo didn’t seem to mind. He hummed, a sound of both annoyance and pleasure. How odd, how exciting. What the hell was he thinking?
As he tried to push away, his foot slipped, and he ended up knocking his head on the bleachers behind them, and Shizuo ended up on top of him, busy shoving his tongue down his throat.
Fuck it.
--
Smile - Uncle Kracker
Flowers. It seemed appropriate, right? Perfect for a first date, right? It wasn’t as if they’d never gone out for casual meals before, it was just the idea of going out as a couple that did him in. He felt like a teenage boy again, which was embarrassing enough.
“Ah, what am I doing?” he scolded himself, straightening his posture and knocking forward his knuckles. He heard shuffling from inside and then with batted breath he watched as the door opened, revealing his most valuable comrade, and now his most cherished partner.
“What’s with that expression?” she blushed. Confused, he touched his face without another thought.
“Huh,” he uttered lamely, averting his eyes and developing his own blush, chest clenching in embarrassment. The corners of his mouth tilted upward more at realizing his initial reaction to seeing Riza was a smile.
--
Airplanes Pt. 2 - BOB ft. Eminem
Pallet Town’s sky looked different from any other town’s or region’s. Being such a small town with basically no pollutants such as smog and lights at night, it was like seeing the night sky for the first time. Stars everywhere, the Milkyway so clear you felt like you could fall into it, if only you just reached out slightly.
Gary sighed, turning on his roof and looking at his closed fist next to him. He’d been out all night, wishing he’d see a shooting star, for some odd reason. It just felt like he needed it, he needed a free wish at that moment in time. Gary, despite his initial scoffing and disgust at himself, wanted Ash to be there. He wasn’t sure why, but as he readjusted his lab coat-turned into a makeshift pillow-he felt like it was because Ash motivated him. Made him what he was today.
He needed him there. More than anything else in his life, Ash was his pillar, his motivation. How was that fair? Gary supposed it worked. Gary was all that Ash reached for, his eternal rival, above him, and Ash was the pillar below him that kept him from falling into himself.
No shooting stars, but wishing was still fine, right?
--
So, how was your guys' memorial day weekend? Mine was filled with barbecue, and more contemplation on Japan and eventual meet-ups with awesome people.