Prompt meme time! (Or, Let's Smash That Writer's Block To Many, Many Pieces)
New prompt meme! No worries, the old one is alive and well and functioning, the link could be found in the opening post. Anyway, let's play a little and help each other regain creative power. If you have too much of it -- it's time to share. ;)
Da rulzzz!
Give me a word -- one word -- any word -- and a pairing and I'll write a comment fic inspired ( Read more... )
Da rulzzz!
Give me a word -- one word -- any word -- and a pairing and I'll write a comment fic inspired ( Read more... )
Chris smiled at the unmistakable urgency in Spock’s voice.
“Easy, Spock,” he said, not looking at him. “It’s just a thunderstorm.”
He stood facing the wind, not letting it move him an inch, cutting it through like a human wave breaker. The wind was too strong for Chris to be able to withstand it for long, and Spock was right - they had to take cover. But Chris loved these moments, just before the storm hit, when the air was fresh, and charged with ozone, and filled with the smell of grass, and rain, and power. Chris laughed, throwing his head back, spreading his arms as if he intended to catch the wind and take off.
“You are insane,” an admiring, strong voice shouted-whispered in his ear.
And then a pair of strong arms wrapped around him from behind, and they stood together, challenging the storm, until the heavy, full drops rippled the air and washed away the world as they knew it.
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Next life, I´ll write you a mini fic...this life, I hope a big e-hug will be enough payment?
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