Reborn Fic/Drabble Meme
I am obviously bored. LOL. I guess anyone can join here. For examples on how this is done, here are some samples from previous Tenimyu drabble challenges: one, two
Rules:
1. Write a drabble/short fic based on the word prompt you are answering. Any pairing/rating is accepted as long as it’s Reborn. AU and not AU accepted.
2. Don’t forget to write Word Prompt - Pairing in the title of your comment for easier archiving. Indicate also if your drabble/short fic is R or NC-17.
3. Drabbles/Fics out of their proper threads will be removed and transferred under the right thread, indicating you as the author.
4. Leave a comment about the drabble/fic you are following, just to show some love ^_^
5. After you write a drabble/fic of your own, give another word and let the others do a drabble based on that object/word.
6. Anyone can write and the one who answers the challenge is not limited to one. Which means that if I leave one word here and 10 people answered to it and left words themselves, it's okay ^^. Many prompts = more happy people.
BYAKURAN/IRIE
It was, most probably, his eyes.
Irie Shouichi often found himself almost hypnotized by those orbs that change color depending on his moods. One moment he'd be staring at sky blue irises, cheerful like a sunny day, and the next, he'd be looking at purple, almost venomous ones. Immersed in his own reflection, he would find himself feeling like he lost a part of his soul. His eyes, they absorbed Irie like he was nourishment.
Just like now.
"Are you, by any chance, hiding something from me, Shou-chan?" he said, his steps with a predatory swing as he approached Irie. "You know I put a lot of trust in you." He stopped within a few inches of Irie, poring into his soul as he smiled.
Ah, it must also be his smile.
Irie would trace with his eyes the unusual, slow way his lips would curve to a lazy smile, as if he had always been the cheerful guy no one should fear. Sometimes, his smile would even make his eyes crinkle as if he was enjoying life to the fullest. Only a few, Irie included, knew what goes behind that haunting smile.
Just like now.
"I hope you would tell me everything you know, Shou-chan, alright?" Irie felt a cold hand touch his cheek, gently caressing his face as the man before him smiled once more, his eyes a dangerous purple.
Irie knew too much, not because he wanted too but because he kept getting reeled in by the smile -- by the eyes. He was trapped, and the only way he could be freed would take a long time. He wondered if he should embrace the closeness, if he should give in to the seduction. He wondered if he would even be given a chance to decide.
Just like now.
"Ah, I'll never dare betray you," he muttered against hard wood. As he closed his eyes, he felt hands crawling under his uniform. Irie was glad to face away so his mind wouldn't be read, but his thoughts were getting muddled. Gritting his teeth, Irie decided to let someone else decide for him.
"Byakuran-san."
WORD PROMPT: coffee
Go wild~.
Rules:
1. Write a drabble/short fic based on the word prompt you are answering. Any pairing/rating is accepted as long as it’s Reborn. AU and not AU accepted.
2. Don’t forget to write Word Prompt - Pairing in the title of your comment for easier archiving. Indicate also if your drabble/short fic is R or NC-17.
3. Drabbles/Fics out of their proper threads will be removed and transferred under the right thread, indicating you as the author.
4. Leave a comment about the drabble/fic you are following, just to show some love ^_^
5. After you write a drabble/fic of your own, give another word and let the others do a drabble based on that object/word.
6. Anyone can write and the one who answers the challenge is not limited to one. Which means that if I leave one word here and 10 people answered to it and left words themselves, it's okay ^^. Many prompts = more happy people.
BYAKURAN/IRIE
It was, most probably, his eyes.
Irie Shouichi often found himself almost hypnotized by those orbs that change color depending on his moods. One moment he'd be staring at sky blue irises, cheerful like a sunny day, and the next, he'd be looking at purple, almost venomous ones. Immersed in his own reflection, he would find himself feeling like he lost a part of his soul. His eyes, they absorbed Irie like he was nourishment.
Just like now.
"Are you, by any chance, hiding something from me, Shou-chan?" he said, his steps with a predatory swing as he approached Irie. "You know I put a lot of trust in you." He stopped within a few inches of Irie, poring into his soul as he smiled.
Ah, it must also be his smile.
Irie would trace with his eyes the unusual, slow way his lips would curve to a lazy smile, as if he had always been the cheerful guy no one should fear. Sometimes, his smile would even make his eyes crinkle as if he was enjoying life to the fullest. Only a few, Irie included, knew what goes behind that haunting smile.
Just like now.
"I hope you would tell me everything you know, Shou-chan, alright?" Irie felt a cold hand touch his cheek, gently caressing his face as the man before him smiled once more, his eyes a dangerous purple.
Irie knew too much, not because he wanted too but because he kept getting reeled in by the smile -- by the eyes. He was trapped, and the only way he could be freed would take a long time. He wondered if he should embrace the closeness, if he should give in to the seduction. He wondered if he would even be given a chance to decide.
Just like now.
"Ah, I'll never dare betray you," he muttered against hard wood. As he closed his eyes, he felt hands crawling under his uniform. Irie was glad to face away so his mind wouldn't be read, but his thoughts were getting muddled. Gritting his teeth, Irie decided to let someone else decide for him.
"Byakuran-san."
WORD PROMPT: coffee
Go wild~.