Drabble-Fest
Otherwise known as: gimme a prompt, and I will write you a short story of no less than 200 words. It's a house-(comm-?)warming thing, for xrysomou's and my new fic comm! I'n't it shiny?! I can probably manage about fifteen or so, in any of the following fandoms
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Despite you offering I still feel a little guilty about asking for a drabble - almost like I'm just commenting for it but...um, could you write an Alex/Eagle fic? Pleeeeease? :D
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Don't feel guilty! I asked for it, after all. :D Alex/Eagle, as in slash? On it, number 2! *g*
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Alex was young, he hadn’t had sex for a long time, and he was reaffirming how goddamn good it felt to be alive - and Eagle was right there. It didn’t exactly take a genius to put two and two together.
He could feel his fingernails scraping over Eagle’s back, legs wrapped around the older man’s waist as Eagle fucked him, hands hot and too-tight at his hips, perfect. A particularly hard thrust pulled a groan out of him, and he arched up against Eagle, his nails digging into the thick muscle of his shoulder, eyes tight-shut as he concentrated on just feeling, not overly-bothered ( ... )
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butum. if you're up to it, would you mind a quick webgott drabble? ;;
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Webgott? I most certainly can! What sort of time would you like it set?
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asdkfj UM. Canon, I suppose? I just love that time era in general--unf.
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uh-huh, gotcha! And around what kind of episode, or don't you mind? I mean, pre- or post-Bastogne, pre-Why We Fight, etc...?
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I ♥ these. And I was thinking of doing one myself, because obviously I've got all of summer of. But yeah, we'll see.
Umm, that post-second-exam drabble you were talking about?
I mean, you know, I am going to pick Ty/Nick.
Can it be a they're young, they hang out in Stillwater, they fall in love thing?
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Tyson wanted the heat wave to be over, at any rate - the end of the summer would mean Nick leaving, and he wasn’t sure he was quite ready to deal with that thought. Fast track or not, he still had a year left in high school - and everyone knew what happened when people went off to college. Girls and alcohol and parties and fun shit that Tyson couldn’t even begin to compete with. A band and a besotted high school senior couldn’t even begin to measure up to all of that.
He rolled over and glanced at Nick, lying next to him in Tyson’s mom’s back yard, splayed out and relaxed in the almost-bearable late-afternoon sun. Tyson stared for a couple of seconds, thoughts full of Nick and stupid hero-worship crushes that refused to die after years... until Nick’s eyes opened and he grinned.
“If you draw shit on my face again, Ty, I will end you ( ... )
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It went horribly, horribly wrong, all but missing Nick’s mouth entirely, and Nick looked entirely poleaxed by the whole thing, which - well, Tyson was pretty sure that wasn’t a good reaction. He laughed awkwardly and Nick opened his mouth and Tyson braced himself and then Nick said... “what took you so goddamn long?”
And Tyson really did laugh, leaning forward for another kiss, a proper one, promptly forgetting all of the reasons why this had been a bad idea. Kissing Nick clearly outweighed all other reasons, clearlyNick seemed to agree, his hand too-hot and proprietary on the back of Tyson’s neck, the other on Tyson’s cheek, and Tyson was pretty sure he’d be happy to stay in this moment forever and ever, tasting the grape popsicle Nick had ( ... )
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Uh... Travis/William/Gabe. Theys just so gorgeous *_*
*throws confetti in the air* Yay for new comm!
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I'm not entirely sure whether I'm meant to take part in this promotion.
OH WELL. I'll just sit back and enjoy the fic until Xari puts a boot up my ass and tells me to get going.
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*dances in the confetti*
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If NO, carry on and ignore the rest of this post...
If YES, AAR/MCR(which I didn't know you wrote!) specifically Mike/Mikey. -_- YES, IF YOUR BAND HAS A GUY NAMED MICHAEL IN IT, HE'S MY FAVORITE.
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ha, Mike and Mikey. Mikey is CONFUUUUSED by Mike. He's so happy! All the time! It... does not compute. *grin*
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Mikey is CONFUUUUSED by Mike. He's so happy! All the time! It... does not compute.
:D Assuming that's your prompt/plot-like-starting-off-point-thing, glad you worked that out because I really only gave you a ship and not a really prompt; sorry, I suck like that.
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He was sick of his band, of Pete, of shows night after night after night, even of his brother, and he needed - dammit, he just needed some time. And when someone thumped down next to him in his nice, shady, private little corner, he was willing to throw a proper hissy-fit unless they went awayHe stared blankly at them in the way that usually just creeped people out, and Mike Kennerty grinned back, insouciant ( ... )
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