Meme time!

[keevacaereni]

Every person who wants to gets to request a drabble from me. In return, you [don't absolutely] have to post this in you journal and write a drabble for me.

Post all fandoms you're willing to write for. Your friends can pick a relationship, a story arc, a missing scene, or pretty much anything they want, unless the author has previously mentioned that they will not write it. They comment with what they want, and you write drabbles and post it in your LiveJournal.

Fandoms: Oh, come on, you guys know already.

Comments

[emeriin.livejournal.com]

Critic/Spoony, with Spoony making it up to Critic for SWS2 and Critic making it up to Spoony for the Kickassia douchebaggery.

Icon buddies!

[keevacaereni.livejournal.com]

They're kissing, and Spoony doesn't mention the needling to give in to his inner demons, doesn't mention the gun pointed in his face when he was trapped and helpless or the betrayal that lead to it.

He draws his hand down Critic's side, and he shudders. Forgive you.

They're moving against each other in the dark, and Critic doesn't mention the spiked drink, doesn't mention the bone-deep ache when he woke up or the leer that burnt itself into his memory.

He presses kisses along Spoony’s jaw, sucks the pulse in his neck. Don’t care anymore.

Because it doesn’t matter.

[timidfox.livejournal.com]

Film brain/linkara playing masters/dr who >>;

I love this prompt and I love you XD

[keevacaereni.livejournal.com]

“So what was that you were saying about traps?”

Linkara struggled against his bonds as he looked over at Film Brain across from him, twirling his sonic screwdriver idly between his fingers.

“We don’t have time for this, Master! You have to let me go!” He stopped struggling as Film Brain came over to stand in front of him, leaning in.

“Tell you what, Doctor. I’ll let you go if you do something for me.”

“Wha-mmph.”

Linkara looked up as Film Brain drew back, grinning. “I’m pretty sure that’s not in-character.”

“Dude, have you ever seen the Sound of Drums?”

Re: I love this prompt and I love you XD

[timidfox.livejournal.com]

And I love you for answering this *glomps*

[donella.livejournal.com]

Young Adrian goes to school for the first time.

[keevacaereni.livejournal.com]

When she walks in the boy is already in his seat, sat reading a book. When she calls the class to order he puts it carefully away and looks at her attentively. She shows them the alphabet and numbers; he listens to her every word, as though she had something to teach him.

He goes out at playtime and plays catch with the other children, but he doesn't giggle and chatter and prattle the way they do; his gaze is focused, and his words are thoughtful, and when he looks at her the force of this child's gaze scares her.

[donella.livejournal.com]

He can kill you with his brain!