prompts?

[pyrimidine]

Based on bookshop's amaze-balls fluff meme:

Leave me a prompt and I'll try to write three sentences for it!* Multi-fandom is a possibility...

:D?

*Keyword = "try" D:

Comments

I'm going to count how many of these you actually end up writing THREE sentences for

[weatherfront]

EAMES WORKS AT LUSH

ARTHUR WANTS TO TRY ONE OF THEIR NEW BIO FRESH MASKS

A LOT OF TOUCHING OCCURS

♥

>:( PERVERSE AND CONTRARY >:(

[pyrimidine]

"You're touching me an awful lot," Arthur points out, but what he's really saying is, If you blow our cover, I'll kill you.

Eames has a streak of Cosmetic Warrior curving along the underside of his jaw, and a few pebbles of Love Lettuce stuck to his hair like tiny, budding leaves. "Am I?" he asks mildly, and submerges Arthur's hand in the bowl of water to rub off the sample of BB Seaweed.

ONLY IN THE MOST BEAUTIFUL OF WAYS

[weatherfront]

I LOVE THIS FICLET

I LOVE THIS ENTIRE POST

also I love BB Seaweed a whole fucking lot BUT STILL NOWHERE NEAR AS MUCH AS I LOVE YOU. AND THIS FICLET. AND THIS ENTIRE POST. ;_____; I WOULD MASSAGE YOUR WHOLE BODY EVERY NIGHT

[lysythe]

Ohhh. Ohhhh.

Milk/soup/hot chocolate moustache. And tasty kisses.

FLUFF

[pyrimidine]

One drunken night before Arthur leaves for a short trip, he admits that he hates two things with a passion: mustaches, and Boston clam chowder. Of course, during his absence, Eames takes it upon himself to painstakingly grow out a mustache, grooming it with careful twitches of his fingers until, two weeks later, it's full-bodied and almost offensive in size.

As soon as he hears the key in the lock, he slurps down a bowl of Boston clam chowder and kisses Arthur with great enthusiasm -- only to find that Arthur doesn't hesitate in the slightest to kiss him back.

Re: FLUFF

[apagon]

AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW...

[elizardbits]

ARTHUR LOVES PIE. EAMES LOVES CAKE. HOWEVER SHALL THESE STAR-CROSSED LOVERS SURVIVE?

[pyrimidine]

"I call it a 'pake'," says Eames.

Arthur's face clears as he says, "Oh, so you did this on purpose."

"Hang on, I forgot the key ingredient," Eames says, "of arsenic."

[cobweb_diamond]

EAMES AND ARTHUR'S ROOMBAS FALL IN LOVE.

BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER ENTERS A COMPETATIVE-EATING CONTEST.

[la_sikka]

are they DJ ROOMBAS?

[pyrimidine]

GAV WERE YOU DRUNK

[cobweb_diamond]

NO, COME ON.

BOTH OF THESE ARE AMAZING IDEAS.

[bauble]

I'm so unimaginative I pretty much leave this prompt all over town, but: Eames riding Arthur. Um. I don't care about the specifics, but I guess if you'd like more, it could be on the couch instead of the bed?

/slinks off

[pyrimidine]

Eames isn't careful with his weight. He bears down without apology, squeezes his knees against Arthur's ribs, leans down to bite at Arthur's chin before pushing himself back up, this time with one hand pinning Arthur's arm against the back of the couch.

"Come back here," Arthur says, but it comes out far more breathless than he'd like, and Eames grins.

[bauble]

Mmmm, yes. \o/