hello
one-sentence challenge.*
rules: give me a pairing and i'll write you a one-sentence drabble.
- Doesn't matter the pairing or my own personal love or hate for the pairing (hint. i don't hate any pairing, so this is your chance).
- Doesn't matter the fandom as long as i know it. Yes, old fandoms, you can come on in :D. <3
- Doesn't matter if someone else already demanded said pairing / fandom / whatever. It shall be unique to each of you.
- You can also ask for more than one. and i'll see what i can do.
- This has no time limit yo and will never expire.
- This is open to everyone stumbling around here.
diexshinya, (dir en grey) for elenilovesyou
one
Do you remember Yoyogi, in the park, the autumn leaves damp under out footsteps, at 7 in the morning because you felt like running and for once didn’t want to be alone and there were no people, just a sunny Sunday morning and I was yawning and my nose was freezing and you didn’t run at all.
two
Remember the time we went to Okinawa? You laughed and laughed, the hair kept getting in your face, and you held your long fingers up like that... yeah, like that... trying to keep it from flying. Your hair was dry like straw and you complained you didn’t bring the good sunprotection? We went to see the fishes? Remember? (and I never found you more beautiful than back then, your face blue and up in wonder at a whale floating above behind the glass. Your hand gripped my wrist then.)
I had a bike as a kid and used to go up and down the hills all the time back in Mie. I should take you biking once.
Remember when we were on tour and made shadows on the walls and Toshiya couldn’t stop laughing?
heechul/hankyung (super junior) for
civilized_era
Heechul has bony knees that fit into his palm just so, has scars and white flesh that’s soft and glides under his touch with giggles or silence, complete silence and warm breath into his ear and the side of his face, has smiles, and poses, faces, for everything, a thesaurus of faces Hankyung still has to decipher, still has to learn, faces he’s missing, doe eyed and watching him lazily from under his lashes and loose strands hanging over his forehead, with wicked grins and insecure glances that only he sees or knows, in furtive moments he should barely remember but does anyway as he’s pressing the phone to his ear listening to every babble and burst on the other side, miles away, in Korea, mouthing I miss you in unspoken Mandarin.
kaoru/toshiya (dir en grey) for cateris
Toshiya eats popcorn, with oily fingers and salt/cheese/popcorn stuck to his face and a tiny piece of corn dangling from his upper lip, moved by each chewing, each breath, each sniffing of fingers (he likes the sour smell of ceddar, he says); it takes Kaoru fifteen minutes to lose it and five seconds to walk all the three feet of the studio filled with crank crank crank to yank the paper bag out of his hands, lean over and press his mouth to those lewd and salty, unknowingly mocking lips, running his tongue in a brief arc over the delicious outline of a stuck out upperlip and finally, finally capturing the offending piece of popcorn -- cheddar is good after all, Kaoru decides while Toshiya stares up at him all puffy eyes and disbelief.
gerard/mikey (my chemical romance) for
cold_clarity
He traces Mikey's shoulders, feels them under his palms, like a hard angular (perfect) frame, holds onto them, like on an anchor in a sea he can’t control, then presses his face into his nape, blames it on sudden brotherly affection, ignoring the way his shampoo (bergamotte tea) is affecting him, his insides, his everything, the way he's shakingly (barely contained) smoothing out the creases in Mikey's black blazer, perfect cut and promise of a life on borrowed time and coming second place, third, fourth, in an imperfect world where he has to let Mikey go, on an aisle, to an expectant face and silent smile.
**this will be updated as i complete them
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