Comments | phaballa: Drabbles, wooo

phaballa

Drabbles, wooo

Aug 02, 2005 20:49

I wrote drabbles for people! Er. They're a bit weird. I'm in sort of a weird mood tonight. I blame anise_anise. Yes. All her fault.

Drabble #1 for djin7:

( Slasher's First Snarry | 371 Words | Harry/Snape | R )

drabbles, rps, fic

Comments 40

anise_anise August 2 2005, 19:21:29 UTC

Marry me. Now. No really. OMG I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!!!!! *DIIIIIIIEEES*

phaballa August 2 2005, 19:29:04 UTC

So it was cheery enough then ;)
I really wanted to go into much more detail but I thought I should save that for a later date. Like Vegas fic. Brothels. Dungeon rooms.

anise_anise August 2 2005, 19:30:00 UTC

Potions bottles, wands... whips.

phaballa August 2 2005, 19:32:35 UTC

Leather. Harnesses. Leather harnesses. Paddles.

Thread 7

danxsunday August 2 2005, 19:28:20 UTC

Jesus.

I love you.

Yep. And Anise too. But I think you should defintiely let me watch

phaballa August 2 2005, 19:30:27 UTC

Sorry to use you like that but well... it's um, all in the name of art. or something.

<.<
>.>

I think watching could be arranged. *cough* I think Anise would want you to do more than watch.

danxsunday August 2 2005, 19:33:37 UTC

God I am feeling all dizzy and wonky and shakey.

phaballa August 2 2005, 19:35:36 UTC

I bet her $10 you were wanking...

Thread 19

djin7 August 2 2005, 19:30:50 UTC

The Annihilator! The Doomsday Harbinger! AhAHAHAHA! Squeee! You rock. You honestly, honestly do. That is great! Thank you! Perfect. *g*

phaballa August 2 2005, 19:33:52 UTC

Glad you liked it ;) I like my Harry to be as immature and dorky as possible :P

ladyblack888 August 2 2005, 19:52:30 UTC

Heh, they're great, and the RPSs always makes me cackle like a maniac (especially when Dan's involved, because he's too cute).

phaballa August 2 2005, 19:58:36 UTC

He is, isn't he? I should probably stop stealing his life though ;)

meredyth_13 August 2 2005, 22:10:35 UTC

It's the scent of coconut suntan oil that lingers in the summer haze. The house is dark, narrow, trapping heat and dust motes; full of old smells and this new note that lingers. He's curled into a ball on the old couch; a favourite place, but also an escape. It's quiet, an unusual state. Outside the traffic is muted, as if slowed in the heat, melting into the pavement. He can't go back into his room yet. They only left this morning, but the feel of them remains. His mind flashes images; smooth skin, tousled hair, tousled limbs. A hand and a smile beckoning.

He groans as his hand lowers furtively into his lap. He has privacy, some time and an ache to fill the world. But he loves them too much to waste the memory on solitary relief and a sudden feeling of loss.

They're a part of him, and he'll keep the memory where it belongs.

I know this is my first comment on your lj, and I should just be all... fangirly and gushy, cause that's what I do, but this just wouldn't get out of my head, so I wrote it. I hope you don't find it intrusive ( ... )

phaballa August 3 2005, 04:19:14 UTC

No, that was beautiful! I'm glad you liked it so much. People should always write comment fic :)

meredyth_13 August 3 2005, 04:23:01 UTC

Thank you, for not being offended, and for saying it's beautiful! Posting that was actually a big leap for me. I don't normally feel comfortable pushing my writing on others. *g*

phaballa August 3 2005, 04:30:07 UTC

Pshaw. Push away! In fact, that really could continue... ;)

Thread 6