fic meme
1. Write down the names of 10 characters.
2. Write a fic of fifteen words or less for every prompt, using the characters determined by the numbers. Do NOT read the prompts before you do step 1.
1) Haley Reinhart
2) Paul McDonald
3) Thia Megia
4) David Archuleta
5) Stefano Langone
6) David Cook
7) Casey Abrams
8) Scotty McCreery
9) Monty Anderson
10) Neal Tiemann
I kinda broke the rule of 15 words or less. Oops. 8[
First time, 4 and 6 - Archie and Cook
David’s breath hitched as Cook stopped kissing him to undo his pants.
Cook looks him in the eye once it's undone. “You ready?”
David was having such a hard time just breathing but Cook looking at him like that. Oh, heck.
“Y-yeah," he manages.
Cook smirks as he starts pulling his pants off and David tries not to think about getting caught by anyone (especially not his dad, oh heck!) as he lifts his hips.
Angst, 7 - Casey
Casey Abrams hated being alone. Sure, he had Rockee to keep him company but it wasn’t the same. He wanted someone human to be his company right now. He strummed his sitar not really playing anything as his mind wandered. He wished he wasn’t so alone.
“Maybe it’s just me,” he says out loud.
AU, 1 and 8 - Haley and Scotty
Haley made her way to cabin nine in a huff. As usual the cabin was a cluttered mess of metal and things the children of Hephaestus used to build whatever. Being mindful of her steps, Haley entered the cabin and began her search but was interrupted by someone hammering at the wall nearby.
“If you’re looking for Scotty he’s at the forge,” they informed her.
Haley sighed in frustration. Of course he was at the forge. She muttered her thanks and went in the direction of the camp’s forge. She hoped to the gods that he was working on their chariot because if he wasn’t she’d kick his butt.
Threesome, 3, 6 and 9 - Thia, Cook and Monty.
“Sooo…what are your plans Miss Megia?”
Thia tried not to giggle at Monty. “Um nothing.”
“Oh really?” The older man smiled at her and winked.
“Monty quit creeping on the poor girl,” David muttered nearby.
“I ain’t creeping! Just being friendly!”
“Uh huh sure.”
Thia looked between the two men. “You guys want to go to the buffet with me? Be my dates?”
David stared at her. “Um…”
“We’d be honored!”
Being in Vegas alone wasn’t fun after all.
Hurt/Comfort, 5 and 10 - Stefano and Neal
Neal would normally laugh at someone trying to drink him under the table but this time he just felt sorry for the guy.
“Why can’t I get faaaar,” the other man wailed, face red. “I’m a failure!”
Neal shrugged not really know the Stefano guy’s story.
“HALEY’S GOING TO BREAK UP WITH ME I KNOW IIIIIT.”
Neal cringed then handed the man another shot. “Here, this’ll make you feel better.”
Stefano blubbered but took the shot.
Crack, 1 - Haley
Arranging her all her shoes in a circle she began to chant.
"Oh shoe-god hear my prayers and join me now."
Baby Fic, 5 and 9 - Stefano and Monty
It was awkward to say the least as the older man held his son and cooed at him. Technically Monty was his son's biological father. It didn't make it less surreal however.
"Man, you're so lucky," he heard him say.
And it was true. He may not have been able to get his wife pregnant but he was still very much a dad.
Dark, 2 and 8 - Paul and Scotty
“I’ll admit last time you and Agent Toscano caught me the whole thing was impersonal. Kidnapping the president’s daughter and strapping a bomb to her just didn’t cut it.”
The criminal circled around the operating table, his strides quick.
“But now…now it’s personal and I think a whole lot more satisfying.”
He stopped and smiled. “I won’t get any ransom but I’ll still be getting something out of all this.”
He leaned over the operating table to get a better look at who lay there. “Isn’t that right Agent McCreery?”
The younger man just stared up at his captor with a dazed expression. Sweat clung to his skin as he slowly breathed in and out. An IV was hooked to his arm while another machine nearby monitored his vitals.
“I know it’s a bit much but this time no one will running away from the bomb.” He reached for the younger man on the table, his hand hovering over the agent’s exposed and surgically opened chest. His eyes lit up seeing the agent’s heart pumping, still alive despite being exposed.
“Well, I’ll be running.” He laughed as he backed away making way for a doctor to take his place.
Romance, 4 and 7 - Archie and Casey
David had met Casey at a convention and the two hit off. They decided to collaborate or at least write something together. They met up in LA or at Casey’s place to write.
“You’re so talented.” He couldn’t help but be impressed with how Casey had a way with all kinds of musical instruments. Some David had never even heard of or seen. Like right now he was playing that melodica thing.
Casey shrugged while smiling. “I just love music.”
“Can I try?”
Casey handed him the instrument over and David couldn’t help but smile.
He held it to his lips while his hands rested on some keys, ready to experiment.
“You might want to wipe the mouth piece unless you want to indirectly kiss me.”
David blushed.
Casey winked.
“O-oh gosh.” He wiped the mouth piece and Casey mock pouted.
“Aww.”
David looked at the melodica then at Casey before leaning over and kissing his lips. “There.”
Casey’s eyes widened.
David just put the melodica to his lips again and played “Mary had a Little Lamb”.
Death Fic, 2 and 3 - Paul and Thia
Thia shivered and looked around. She frowned when she saw someone suddenly beside her.
“Paul.”
Paul stared at her. “Thia?”
“What are you doing here? You’re supposed to be in heaven!”
Paul shook his head squashing down asking her how she could see and talk to him. “I need help.”
“Help?”
“It’s Nikki, Thia, she’s in trouble.”
“B-but Paul-“
“There’s no time! Go to her!”
"But-"
"IF YOU DON'T ACT NOW I WON'T BE THE ONLY ONE DEAD!"
2. Write a fic of fifteen words or less for every prompt, using the characters determined by the numbers. Do NOT read the prompts before you do step 1.
1) Haley Reinhart
2) Paul McDonald
3) Thia Megia
4) David Archuleta
5) Stefano Langone
6) David Cook
7) Casey Abrams
8) Scotty McCreery
9) Monty Anderson
10) Neal Tiemann
I kinda broke the rule of 15 words or less. Oops. 8[
First time, 4 and 6 - Archie and Cook
David’s breath hitched as Cook stopped kissing him to undo his pants.
Cook looks him in the eye once it's undone. “You ready?”
David was having such a hard time just breathing but Cook looking at him like that. Oh, heck.
“Y-yeah," he manages.
Cook smirks as he starts pulling his pants off and David tries not to think about getting caught by anyone (especially not his dad, oh heck!) as he lifts his hips.
Angst, 7 - Casey
Casey Abrams hated being alone. Sure, he had Rockee to keep him company but it wasn’t the same. He wanted someone human to be his company right now. He strummed his sitar not really playing anything as his mind wandered. He wished he wasn’t so alone.
“Maybe it’s just me,” he says out loud.
AU, 1 and 8 - Haley and Scotty
Haley made her way to cabin nine in a huff. As usual the cabin was a cluttered mess of metal and things the children of Hephaestus used to build whatever. Being mindful of her steps, Haley entered the cabin and began her search but was interrupted by someone hammering at the wall nearby.
“If you’re looking for Scotty he’s at the forge,” they informed her.
Haley sighed in frustration. Of course he was at the forge. She muttered her thanks and went in the direction of the camp’s forge. She hoped to the gods that he was working on their chariot because if he wasn’t she’d kick his butt.
Threesome, 3, 6 and 9 - Thia, Cook and Monty.
“Sooo…what are your plans Miss Megia?”
Thia tried not to giggle at Monty. “Um nothing.”
“Oh really?” The older man smiled at her and winked.
“Monty quit creeping on the poor girl,” David muttered nearby.
“I ain’t creeping! Just being friendly!”
“Uh huh sure.”
Thia looked between the two men. “You guys want to go to the buffet with me? Be my dates?”
David stared at her. “Um…”
“We’d be honored!”
Being in Vegas alone wasn’t fun after all.
Hurt/Comfort, 5 and 10 - Stefano and Neal
Neal would normally laugh at someone trying to drink him under the table but this time he just felt sorry for the guy.
“Why can’t I get faaaar,” the other man wailed, face red. “I’m a failure!”
Neal shrugged not really know the Stefano guy’s story.
“HALEY’S GOING TO BREAK UP WITH ME I KNOW IIIIIT.”
Neal cringed then handed the man another shot. “Here, this’ll make you feel better.”
Stefano blubbered but took the shot.
Crack, 1 - Haley
Arranging her all her shoes in a circle she began to chant.
"Oh shoe-god hear my prayers and join me now."
Baby Fic, 5 and 9 - Stefano and Monty
It was awkward to say the least as the older man held his son and cooed at him. Technically Monty was his son's biological father. It didn't make it less surreal however.
"Man, you're so lucky," he heard him say.
And it was true. He may not have been able to get his wife pregnant but he was still very much a dad.
Dark, 2 and 8 - Paul and Scotty
“I’ll admit last time you and Agent Toscano caught me the whole thing was impersonal. Kidnapping the president’s daughter and strapping a bomb to her just didn’t cut it.”
The criminal circled around the operating table, his strides quick.
“But now…now it’s personal and I think a whole lot more satisfying.”
He stopped and smiled. “I won’t get any ransom but I’ll still be getting something out of all this.”
He leaned over the operating table to get a better look at who lay there. “Isn’t that right Agent McCreery?”
The younger man just stared up at his captor with a dazed expression. Sweat clung to his skin as he slowly breathed in and out. An IV was hooked to his arm while another machine nearby monitored his vitals.
“I know it’s a bit much but this time no one will running away from the bomb.” He reached for the younger man on the table, his hand hovering over the agent’s exposed and surgically opened chest. His eyes lit up seeing the agent’s heart pumping, still alive despite being exposed.
“Well, I’ll be running.” He laughed as he backed away making way for a doctor to take his place.
Romance, 4 and 7 - Archie and Casey
David had met Casey at a convention and the two hit off. They decided to collaborate or at least write something together. They met up in LA or at Casey’s place to write.
“You’re so talented.” He couldn’t help but be impressed with how Casey had a way with all kinds of musical instruments. Some David had never even heard of or seen. Like right now he was playing that melodica thing.
Casey shrugged while smiling. “I just love music.”
“Can I try?”
Casey handed him the instrument over and David couldn’t help but smile.
He held it to his lips while his hands rested on some keys, ready to experiment.
“You might want to wipe the mouth piece unless you want to indirectly kiss me.”
David blushed.
Casey winked.
“O-oh gosh.” He wiped the mouth piece and Casey mock pouted.
“Aww.”
David looked at the melodica then at Casey before leaning over and kissing his lips. “There.”
Casey’s eyes widened.
David just put the melodica to his lips again and played “Mary had a Little Lamb”.
Death Fic, 2 and 3 - Paul and Thia
Thia shivered and looked around. She frowned when she saw someone suddenly beside her.
“Paul.”
Paul stared at her. “Thia?”
“What are you doing here? You’re supposed to be in heaven!”
Paul shook his head squashing down asking her how she could see and talk to him. “I need help.”
“Help?”
“It’s Nikki, Thia, she’s in trouble.”
“B-but Paul-“
“There’s no time! Go to her!”
"But-"
"IF YOU DON'T ACT NOW I WON'T BE THE ONLY ONE DEAD!"