Jun 07, 2005 23:06
Sigh.
I am restless.
I have fic to write, and I'm starting on it, but I want to drabble.
Pairing and prompt; I'll do the first, oh, 8 or 10. Het slash or gen. Crossovers fine.
Harry Potter
Star Wars
Star Trek
...or anything else that seems reasonable.
ETA: rest in the morning. ;)
drabbles
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"What?"
"Shh! What is that?"
"Charlie, I don't-- oh. What are you--you can't go outside like that!"
"Just skin. And I expect whoever it is has seen it at this point. Just stay there so they can't come back through."
"Fine. Hurry up. I want to get back to fucking."
"Yeah, I'm not exactly thinking to wait a few hours. Hell, maybe I'll wank as I walk."
"…God."
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"Look who I found!"
"Well, hello, clever girl."
"Uh. Hi."
"Aw, don't blush, Hermione. Bill, taste her fingers."
"…Oh! Bad girl!"
"What was I supposed--"
"Hush. Join us?"
"…Okay."
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"Stop whining. We're almost there."
"Wasn't whining. Was asking. Water dumping on my head tends to make me a bit cranky."
"Shut it. You were lonely, and I'm on duty."
"How can you be on duty out here in the rain in the middle of fucking--oh. You. What. God."
"Harry, this is Bertrand. He's a Horntail."
"He's enormous!"
"Yeah. He's old. They keep growing, you know."
"…Oh."
"He's also cooperative. Oi, Bertie! Flames!"
"Cool! Instant campfire."
"Yep. And instant warm cave with blankets, just here."
"Oh! Duty's not so bad."
"With company? Nope."
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thank you!
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"Tonks. Last time I trusted you, you blindfolded me and we tripped over the trunk and, you know, I'd rather not have to have my leg re-set again. Missed out on the Giza thing. Coolest curse ever!"
"That was just once! And we're already on the bloody bed!"
"Fine. This better be worth it. Gyah! That's cold!"
"It'll warm. Hold still."
"Oh! Tonks! That's. Wow. I didn't know you could grow one of--holy fuck, you're hitting. Damn!
"Here, let me adjust where--"
"Oh God! What did you, grow a …specially designed bump on it?"
"Yep."
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Luke waited for the shimmering presence, calming his thoughts. The revel was still underway back through the trees, but he had a question about something Darth--his father had said, before he'd gone.
"Yes, Luke?" Ben's shimmer was panting.
Luke blinked. How could a flicker of light be out of breath?
He waited for the figure to resolve.
Ben was …mussed. Tousled. Rumpled. He looked like Han, after Leia went… ohhhh.
"Did I interrupt?"
"My apprentice and I were simply getting reacquainted."
Luke practiced regulating his heartbeat. "Never mind. I may have found the answer to my own question."
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Mussed ghost!Obi-Wan... heee...
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"I'd noticed, yes. Sod off. There was an incident with a dragon and a puddle of mud."
"What? How"
"Never mind. It was--"
"--My fault, actually. Sorry. It was raining."
"Charlie? What happened?"
"You may recall I made a certain suggestion, once? But we got wet and the dragon got slippery, and, well."
"Oh for heaven's sake. I can't leave you two alone for an instant. You need a chaperone."
"For fucking on a dragon?"
"Apparently."
"You applying for the job? Severus, he wants to help us fuck."
"That would be …acceptable."
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bwahahahah! *ded*
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Thank you, thank you!
Yes, please let Lupin help you!
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