Drabble and ficlet free-for-all!
Dec. 18th, 2005 11:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
windandwaterI AM DRABBLING RIGHT NOW. TAKING ALL COMERS. HIT ME WITH SOMETHING that I know and can reasonably and intelligently drabble about plzkthnx. AND FEEL FREE TO CONTINUALLY HARASS ME UNTIL I WRITE YOUR DRABBLE.
This will kickstart those stupid plotbunnies. Or kill them. Whatever.
STARTING... NOW~!
ONE HOUR. FOR GREAT JUSTICE.
EDIT...
Make that for as long as I feel like it, as I am not sleepy yet. :3 And the bunnies~! They liiiiiiiiiiiiive~!
EDIT THE NEXT GENERATION...
Okay. Getting sleepy. Gonna leave this up for requests. I'll drabble more tomorrow (today?) in between chores and present wrapping and card-filling-out. ^^ Because I know I post like, in the dead of night or something when people in their right minds are asleep (or just waking up *waves at Sharon*).
EDIT DEEP SPACE NINE...
Awake now. And doing things. Go ahead, ask for more drabbles if you like. ^^ I happen to be in a good mood. Will peck at what's already been requested in the meantime.Pimp me. Love me. Do as I say and I will be your slave.
STARTING... NOW~!
EDIT...
Make that for as long as I feel like it, as I am not sleepy yet. :3 And the bunnies~! They liiiiiiiiiiiiive~!
EDIT THE NEXT GENERATION...
Okay. Getting sleepy. Gonna leave this up for requests. I'll drabble more tomorrow (today?) in between chores and present wrapping and card-filling-out. ^^ Because I know I post like, in the dead of night or something when people in their right minds are asleep (or just waking up *waves at Sharon*).
EDIT DEEP SPACE NINE...
Awake now. And doing things. Go ahead, ask for more drabbles if you like. ^^ I happen to be in a good mood. Will peck at what's already been requested in the meantime.
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Date: 2005-12-19 07:58 am (UTC)"Wha-- oof! Duo, don't just leave things on the floor!" Quatre chastized, having tripped over the forgotten piece of luggage while juggling with the room's keycard and a stack of mail -- how DID his sisters find him anyway? Setting his own bag against the wall (and out of the way), he finally looked up at Duo, who was standing in the middle of the entryway.
"Don't tell me those drinks on the shuttle are finally catching up to you," Quatre said, then was startled when Duo slumped against a fancy sidetable, one arm around his middle as he shook. "Duo!"
A few quick strides had Quatre at Duo's side, helping to support the other man. His worried marine eyes swept over Duo's flushed face and hunched position. "Duo! Are you alright? What... Are you laughing?"
Duo made a little choked sound, then couldn't hold it in anymore, exploding in loud laughter that could probably be heard on the other side of the hotel. Quatre growled and gave Duo a shove.
"And what was that for? You had me worried for nothing!"
Duo's shoulders shook with mirth once more, before the American could compose himself. "Q-quat... what did you say when you booked this room?"
Fine blond eyebrows furrowed. "I just booked the best room they had available. I know that the reservation was at the last minute but I'm sure that--"
Quatre shut up when Duo's hand covered his mouth. "Mmph!" Then Duo's other hand grasped him firmly by the hair, and turned Quatre's head towards the middle of the room. Quatre's eyes widened in shock.
"Mmmph nnnghff nnnugg mmmiifff!"
"Yup," Duo nodded, his own eyes dancing with mirth and ignoring QUatre's outraged muffled shouts. "You booked us the honeymoon suite, hotshot. I dunno... the decor screams 'retro porn', don't you think?"
Quatre finally pried Duo's hands off him, eying the large, elevated, champagne-shaped bathtub. It was completely see-through, and seemed to vying for domination of the room against the huge round bed covered in numerous pillows and rose petals and--
"Are those MIRRORS on the ceiling?!"
Duo's head nodded, braid swinging and the huge shit-eating grin never leaving his lips. "Retro porno, for sure. That giftbasket filled with lube and stuff on the bedside table is a nice touch."
Quatre just stood aghast in the entryway, watching with a detached sort of horror as Duo left his side to explore the room more.
"Holy shit! You should see the bathroom! You could fit a football team in here!"
The blond twitched, then twitched some more when Duo popped back out to gleefully dump the complementary (and pornographic) gift basket on the bed and riffle through its contents. Duo was still grinning.
"... Duo..."
"... oh hey, mango-flavored, never tried that before, yeah, Quat?"
"Did you happen to change the reservations I made?"
Duo dropped a violently purple dildo onto the bedspread. He stretched one hand over his heart, an expression of shock on his face. "Why, Quatre! Changing the reservations when the hotel is all booked and we have to stay here for two weeks! How dare you accuse me of such a thing! Shocking, really."
The blond sighed, then started to loosen his necktie. "Of course. I just must be tired. One thing though..."
Duo was already poking through the gift basket contents again. "Yeah?"
"Do you think we get our own soundtrack to go with this room?"
Duo only saw the quick flash of the blond's smirk when he looked up, and then Quatre pounced. Rose petals and flavored lube flew all over the place, and Duo made a sound that he would later deny all knowledge of.
And two weeks later, Quatre's suitcase would have a few more music and video discs added to it, buried under his undershirts and ties.
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Date: 2005-12-19 08:00 am (UTC)*whine*
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Date: 2005-12-19 08:11 am (UTC)Here he was, naked and tired and feeling a bit sore, but his mind was going a mile a minute. That, and the need to empty his bladder, was what had woken him at some godawful hour. Duo didn't bother trying to look at the clock for the time; he felt like a train had just hit him and dragged him fifty miles and god, he just couldn't stop smiling. Yup, that stupid, goofy grin that Duo KNEW made him look like an idiot -- the same expression that had probably been on his face just a few hours before, when he was sweaty and panting and euphoric and...
... goddamned stupid grin.
He just couldn't stop smiling. Not when he thought about the passionate night he just had, and possibly was still having. Not when, if his tilted his head just so he could see Heero's profile, eyes shut in a deep, contented sleep. And especially not when every nerve in his body was screaming that he was naked, and Heero was naked, and they were still plastered together, Heero's arms so tight around him that Duo's didn't feel like moving one bit.
Well, maybe just a little, to rest his head on Heero's chest, ear over the other man's heart, so he could listen to the comfortable lub-dub lub-dub lub-dub.
And once Duo fell asleep again, one arm curled possessively over Heero's waist and hand dangling by a bare hip, Heero just grinned a little himself.
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Date: 2005-12-19 08:34 am (UTC)NaruSakuSasu - Sakura observes (and perhaps helps to resolve the situation) as the boys encounter their first bit of awkwardness with each other in a polyamorous relationship.
If you'd rather not, no problem. *g* It was worth a try anyway. Good luck and have fun with the drabbles!
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Date: 2005-12-19 08:37 am (UTC)Duo frowned, tugging at the heavy collar around his neck. He was naked, on his knees, and his hair was down, and he felt rather chilly even though the floor was carpeted. And he was wearing a freaking collar. He tugged at the offending piece of leather again irritably, trying to stifle the urge to pace.
The punishment came swiftly, leaving Duo blinking in shock. Then his eyes narrowed into slits of amethyst as he glared.
"Did you just fucking smack me with a rolled up newspaper?"
Trowa just raised a brow, and tapped Duo across the nose again with the newspaper. Duo hissed and tried to back away, but the leash attached to his collar stayed firmly in Trowa's gloved hand, and Duo wasn't going to strangle himself. He wasn't stupid.
"Looks like you're frisky tonight," Trowa said blandly, though his lips held a hint of a curve.
Duo glared again. "Gimme that newspaper and I'll show you 'frisky.' This is stupid, Trowa!"
Instead of another smack like he was expecting, Trowa instead pulled hard on the leash. Duo's eyes went wide before he scrambled forward on his knees, having to move quickly in order to avoid being dragged or choked. Trowa continued to pull, until Duo was panting, his cheek pressed against slick leather, the taut muscles in Trowa's thighs under one palm. Then Trowa's free hand came down, and Duo flinched, but instead of a smack, warm knuckles glided down his cheek and into his long mane of hair.
"Don't worry," Trowa soothed. "I have experience in taming wild animals."
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Date: 2005-12-19 10:04 am (UTC)This is gonna keep my imagination fueled for a week...*chuckles*
Thank you! *hugs*
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Date: 2005-12-19 07:58 pm (UTC)That was a great drabble!
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Date: 2005-12-19 11:41 pm (UTC)If you ever felt like drabbling some more 1x2, maybe about just *that moment* when they suddenly realise they want to do something more than talk and be friends, and their emotions and hormones are *taking over*...
*smirk*
But otherwise I'm happy to read this over again and smile dorkily (dorkishly??) just like Duo.
Happy hols!!!
*hugs*
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Date: 2005-12-20 01:15 am (UTC)6x2. Power play.
Pleeeease? *bats eyelashes*
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Date: 2005-12-20 01:59 am (UTC)Is that a request for ficcage, or is it just a general statement?
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