I need to kickstart my brain...

[windandwater]

DRABBLE REQUEST POST.

You know the drill, people. Give me something to drabble about. Don't make it too difficult, I just woke up. And look, for once I'm not posting one of these things at an insanely late time of night! GO.

... I start writing after I cook and eat my lunch. ♥ Will close the post... whenever I feel like it. I might not get to everyone, but I'll try!

Comments

[moffit.livejournal.com]

Marluxia/Sora

*whistles*

[sukino.livejournal.com]

You are such a dirty enabler. . .how I love you. <3

[windandwater.livejournal.com]

It lasts for a second and it lasts for a lifetime.

He runs through the Keyblade Master's body and is immersed in a world full of sandy beaches and bright sunshine. A boy with silver hair and girl with red and another boy with eyes as blue as the skies above. He lives and breathes and walks and talks and every moment he experiences with all the depth and passion that one strong Heart can have. He lingers there for an eternity of moments and finds himself on a beach, stripped of the black and the leather and the dark and the boy is in his arms, stripped of everything but what his Heart has given him as well. He leans down and the boy tilts his face up, a sunny smile on his lips just before they kiss. And it is perfect and beautiful and this is exactly what he remembers forgetting.

But the moment shatters and breaks and he's out but he wants to be back in and all that's left in his hands is a set of cards instead of the vibrant life of a boy.

And Marluxia decides that he will make Sora his. No matter what it takes.

[merith.livejournal.com]

heero/duo in the afterlife (part of the fluffy fic universe you created for sharon?)

*smooches*

[windandwater.livejournal.com]

... the fluffy death fic with the fruity cocktails and the pool? Just need to make sure you mean that, and not like, 2AM. XD;; I kill off Duo and Heero too many times.

[windandwater.livejournal.com]

They've passed first base, flew by second, and are rounding third when the polite cough comes from behind them. Duo nearly curses outloud, but after what happened the last time he took the Lord's name in vain here (an experience he doesn't want to repeat), he manages to bite his tongue in time. Unfortunately, he bites on Heero's, too, which is a total mood-killer.

They untangle themselves, with Heero holding a hand over his mouth and trying to assess the damage, and Duo gives the interloper a glare.

"Don't tell me we can't do this!" he shouts, shaking a fist in the angel's direction. "We spent like... an eternity trying to make sure we could and this is supposed to be Paradise and if I don't get laid, that'll make this place more like Hell!"

"Oh, no..." the angel says politely (Duo still thinks he looks like Quatre), "Certainly you may love each other here... but could you do it in a more private place?"

[driftingdoll.livejournal.com]

I'd request a drabble, but I don't think we have similar fandoms .__. This makes me sad...

[windandwater.livejournal.com]

... I can try my hand at HP if you like. I read fics for it. *dashes back to check on lunch cooking*

[sukino.livejournal.com]

Axel/Roxas/Sora please! :D :D :D

[windandwater.livejournal.com]

... specifically in the order? Or does who is topping not matter?

[windandwater.livejournal.com]

Just because Roxas lets Sora look into his Memories for 'jerking off fodder', doesn't mean he's not getting anything in return. Roxas' benefit came as an utter surprise to both Sora and Roxas.

It was that first time, when Roxas opened up a particularly fond Memory for Sora to indulge himself in. Sora had writhed in his arms, gasping and moaning, assaulted by the feel, the taste, the heat of Axel, he'd eagerly taken Roxas' place in that Memory, his teeth nipping at Axel's throat, his hand skimming over sweaty skin and his cock sliding in deep, so deep and Axel was moaning under Sora and then Roxas gasped. Axel was burning hot under Sora, submitting completely to him -- no, to Roxas -- but still fierce and demanding, the blunt edges of his nails digging into the skin of Sora's -- no, Roxas' -- back. Sora was caught up in his own emotions, a curious blend of his own body but Roxas' Memories, and when Sora cried out in completion, Roxas did, too.

It wasn't unexpected, for Roxas to feel that pleasure, too, but it was only later, in their own place in their shared mind, with Sora flushed and trembling from his experience, Roxas' arms around him, that Roxas looks at Sora and asks:

"Is it always like that?"

Sora is confused and wonders but doesn't reply because Roxas knows and goes on.

"It never felt like that for me."

"But... but it was your Memory!"

"It's like... it's like the difference between... watching a movie that's really good, but it's not the same as if you do it yourself."

And for a moment, Sora looks lost and confused and sad all at once, then he smiles and wraps himself around Roxas this time instead.

"Then we'll have to see all your Memories, right? Because that... that was totally awesome."

[jade-sage.livejournal.com]

Duo/Heero with some crazy panties thrown in. YOU KNOW YOU LOVE IT.


... Why do I love boys in girls clothing so much?

[windandwater.livejournal.com]

"Heero? We need to talk."

Heero looked up from his laptop screen to the doorway, where Duo was standing with a piece of paper in his hand. Quickly clowsing a few browser windows, he swiveled his chair around to face his lover fully.

"Is something wrong?"

Duo shook his head a little, coming intot he room full and perching on the desk. "Not... wrong, exactly. Just. Heero, you know I love you, right?"

Heero nodded, letting his hands rest against Duo's hips. "I love you as well."

The American gave Heero a bright smile and a quick kiss. "And you know I love... those... little surprises you give me."

They both shared a healthy chuckle and more kisses with that. Since hooking up with Duo and, as Trowa had succinctly stated, getting the stick out of his ass removed, Heero had been known to surprise Duo at odd times with new sexual diversions. Duo had told Quatre once that it was like Heero was methodically working his way through the Kama Sutra, or an Idiot's Guide To Keeping Your Sex Life Exciting.

Somehow, Duo ended up straddling Heero's lap, both their shirts on the floor, and it was only the sound of crinkling paper that snapped Duo out of it.

"Wait-- no! Stop! This is important!"

Heero grumbled, forcibly stopping himself from exploring Duo's neck with his tongue and glared. Duo just shot the look back at him, and shoved the piece of paper in his face.

"Heero, I love you, but you need to stop running up our credit card bill buying panties online!"

[windsorblue.livejournal.com]

Boypile? :D Keywords: Preventers uniforms. ♥

[windandwater.livejournal.com]

Duo kicked the office door open, kicked it closed, and threw his tie halfway across the room. The fluttering scrap of silk caught wind from the fan, and managed to drape itself directly over Heero's computer screen.

"Aah... not a good meeting, Duo?" Quatre asked, still resplendent in the three-piece suit he'd worn to WEI earlier in the day. He wasn't really required to show up in the Preventers Headquarters, but he found it was the best way to wrestle everyone together and drag them out to lunch. Duo just spat out a handful of curses, muffled by the fact that he was wrestling his Preventers jacket off, which was dutifully pitched towards the coat rack. Duo missed, and Trowa simply reached down and hung it up properly, and stole paper from Wufei's printer along the way.

"Obviously not," Wufei said, giving Trowa a Look at the paper theft, then simply reached across and took a hefty stack from Heero's printer. Heero noticed, then glared at both Trowa and Wufei, but continued to type. "It was just a monthly meeting, Duo. It could not have been that difficult a thing to endure."

"You guys KNOW I hate going to those things!" Duo groused, yanking on the buttons of his starched uniform shirt. "I always feel like a monkey in a suit, or a piece of meat in a butcher window, 'ooh look at the pet Gundam pilot.' Why can't Quatre go instead?"

"Because people aren't supposed to know he's involved in our special ops group," Trowa commented, watching his latest report work its way out of his printer.

"Oh yeah, then why don't you go, Tro?"

Trowa simply raised an eyebrow in Duo's direction, and Quatre stifled a laugh. The choked noise caught Duo's attention, and he turned his annoyance back on the blond. "What's so funny? Trowa knows the ins and outs better than I do!"

"Trowa would just sit in the meeting and not say anything," Quatre said mildly, trying to placate the American. He moved towards Duo, skillfully brushing Duo's hands from mauling his shirt, and unbuttoned the clothing for Duo. "Face it, I can't go to the meetings, and Trowa would be a bad choice, you can speak confidently and look good in the uniform at the same time."

Duo just sulked, but stretched in relief once his shirt was undone, the plain black teet that he usually wore stretching with him. "I guess Wufei and Heero couldn't do it either..."

Heero paused in his work, giving Duo a glare. "I only tried to strangle someone with my necktie once, and he was an assassin."

Wufei laughed, "It still gives the higher ups a reason NOT to have you around them with any sort of weaponry. And Une knows I refuse to listen to those bureaucrats at any time of the day."

"So I'm the sacrificial lamb? Is that it?" Duo leaned back against Trowa's desk. "Man, I don't even get anything extra for it. Those meetings are seriously boring!"

"Well..." Quatre murmured, in a tone that everyone but Duo picked up on. "You're not exactly a virgin sacrifice, but I suppose the four of us could manage to pay you back properly."

And then Trowa pulled Duo down flat over his desk, Wufei and Quatre smirked in eeriely similar ways, and Heero picked up the discarded necktie. Duo's eyes went wide. Well, now he certainly felt like meat in a butcher's window. He just wondered who'd be taking the first bite.

[samikitty.livejournal.com]

you know... i've been feeling a little bit of tentacle deprivation lately...

........................

[windandwater.livejournal.com]

It was waiting for him on the sofa when he got home.

He ignored it utterly, walking past it without even a second glance, going to the bedroom so that he could change out of his work clothes and into something more comfortable. One tank top and a pair of swet pants later, he emerged from the bedroom, managing to dodge a questioning appendage on his way to the kitchen. Afterall, it wasn't his fault that Duo was away on a business trip. And they both knew -- no, Duo knew about his feelings about it, and that he wouldn't indulge in anything with it. So Heero had a nice, albeit quiet dinner, alone (something Duo had cooked in advance and put in the fridge for him to warm up), ignored the tentacle curled around his ankle, then decided to catch the evening news.

It was rather quiet and lonely without Duo around, but the American would be back in just a few more days. He would manage. From the corner of his eye, Heero tracked it humping slowly across the floor, heading back to the couch Heero was currently sitting on. He watched a few amusing commercials, trying to ignore the soft slithering of tentacles on sofa, but couldn't ignore the lump that pressed itself against his thigh.

Heero looked down at it and frowned. "I am not doing anything with you."

It scrunched itself down into a ball, still pulsing gently against his thigh.

"Duo will be back soon, and you can wait until then for him to pamper you."

It uncurled itself alittle, a small tentacle waving.

"Yes, I am sure he misses you."

A tiny almost burbling noise.

"I miss him, too."

With a sigh, Heero switched off the TV, picked it up and carried it to the bedroom with him. He might as well turn in early. He dropped it on top of the blankets, in that space it liked near where Duo's feet would have been.

"You can sleep in the bed tonight, but if you touch me, I am putting you back in the tupperware."

It responded by spreading out in a familiar looking sprawl. Heero just shook his head, crawling beneath the covers, and pretending not to notice the familar and almost comfortable weight on his legs.

"... I'm talking to it now. I am going to kill Duo when he comes home."

Pookie burbled in response.

[sharona1x2.livejournal.com]

May I please have something from the 2am universe? *looks hopeful*

[windandwater.livejournal.com]

Of course, Sharon. ♥ Got any particular scenes or requests besides that? I have to stir up the ghosts.

[mizunosakura.livejournal.com]

Umm...ummmm...uuuuummmm... *insertdrabblehere* XD

[windandwater.livejournal.com]

XD! Good try. Nothing to request?

[askerian]

I WANT HEEROxSASUKExWUFEI.

... should this be WufeixHeeroxSasuke? ... yeah, it probably should be. >D

[zalia.livejournal.com]

Ooooh, how about ummm... Axel and Riku (with their respective deals for Sora and Roxas) ^_^

[windandwater.livejournal.com]

"I'm not doing this for you."

"I'm not doing this you you, either. Got it memorized?"

Two pairs of green eyes narrow at each other, analyzing and accessing, neither willing to give up any sort of advantage. Axel's fingers tighten on his chakrams and Riku's grip on Way to the Dawn shifts, and they're at a standstill again.

"I'm not going to stop trying to get Roxas."

"And I'm not going to stop waking up Sora."

Finally there is an understanding of sorts, and their weapons disappear. Riku turns his back on the Nobody purposely, his shoulders set in calm nonchalance as he reaches into his pocket for the blindfold he had removed, and ties it back around his eyes again. Axel snorts at the show of strength (or is it stupidity?) and turns his back as well.

"Do what you like," Riku finally says, one black gloved hand running through his hair to free it from the constraints of the cloth over his eyes. "I won't hunt down Roxas unless I absolutely need to, and it would be practically suicide while he's still in the Organization."

Axel just shrugs elegantly, his coat bunching around his chest and making the chains pull and sway. "Roxas doesn't even know about Sora. And he won't if I have anything to say about it."

They don't need to look at each other again. They both know what they're each trying to protect.

The

[kitedreams.livejournal.com]

DRABBLE ME SHIRTLESS NARUTO SPARRING AUUUGH.

*PANTS*

[nova-night.livejournal.com]

A Naruto/Lee/Neji if you can basiced off of the new Naruto Opening if possable.

[moffit.livejournal.com]

Repliku/Riku chibi!smut >D

[windandwater.livejournal.com]

Cheater! You requested two!