Drabble Meme
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I blame you. Yes, you. You know who you are.
The first TEN people to comment in this post get to request a drabble of any pairing/character of their choosing from me. In return, they have to post this in their journal, regardless of their ability level.
AU's, fusions, crossovers, etc. are welcome. Just remember my fandoms.
ETA: I forgot to mention: I CAN'T GUARANTEE EARLY/PROMPT RESPONSES BUT I WILL EVENTUALLY FILL THEM. Promise.
The first TEN people to comment in this post get to request a drabble of any pairing/character of their choosing from me. In return, they have to post this in their journal, regardless of their ability level.
AU's, fusions, crossovers, etc. are welcome. Just remember my fandoms.
ETA: I forgot to mention: I CAN'T GUARANTEE EARLY/PROMPT RESPONSES BUT I WILL EVENTUALLY FILL THEM. Promise.
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Date: 2009-05-03 09:09 am (UTC)Um: I can't decide on one pairing. But I can never find enough NCIS, so I request Abby/Gibbs.
Or...if you feel like it: DW: Nine/Rose. Or something involving Ten, Rose, and Martha.
♥
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Date: 2009-05-04 11:00 pm (UTC)--------
“Sci-Fi again, Abs?” Gibbs asks. “You know it’s not my thing.”
Abby simply burrows closer, leaning her weight on him and making sure she's covered completely by the throw. “You don’t like the geeky science stuff, but this is all bad science, Gibbs. It’s not supposed to make sense except vaguely. I watch it for the fun, and to feel sorry for the lead and yell at him at the same time. Besides, how can anyone say no to Season 3? Martha Jones is hot.”
“He kissed her? This guy is definitely an alien. Kisses are never nothing,” Gibbs comments as they watch the scene unfold.
“I don’t think he’s oblivious just bad at talking about feelings and stuff. So, typical male,” Abby teases.
“Hah,” Gibbs drawls. “Is this going to be sci-fi romance? They’re even worse together.”
“Just watch. You can keep analyzing the characters, but stop making mean comments,” Abby instructs imperiously.
Gibbs chuckles and drops a kiss on her head. “Wait, he has that screw driver thing? Wasn’t this supposed to be about a guy in leather and a blonde? And that Tony-copy, couldn’t keep it in his pants.”
Abby shakes her head ruefully before breaking out into a devious grin. “You know what this means? MARATHON!”
Gibbs sighs. There were few things that could derail Abby from a marathon mood. Luckily, he knew just the thing. He smiles before leaning down for and long, slow kiss.
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Date: 2009-05-05 10:49 am (UTC)Kisses are never nothing
Aw, Gibbs! ♥
And that Tony-copy, couldn’t keep it in his pants.
Bonus points for including Jack!
I love Gibbs trying to work out the 9 & 10, Martha & Rose. This is lovely. I love Abby/Gibbs. Awesome job! :)
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Date: 2009-05-03 11:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-11 11:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-12 12:41 am (UTC)Some kind of tag or coda to an episode of your choice exploring events from Castiel's POV.
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Date: 2009-05-26 09:06 am (UTC)------------
Any of your winged bastards wanna come down here? Cas?
Dean is calling him.
I need your help. Goddamit, Cas!
Dean shouts himself hoarse. His need and belief, his desperation for Castiel coats his every syllable.
Fuck! I’m asking for your help here, Cas! Isn't that what you wanted?
He does not think himself cruel, but he cannot deny the small spark of satisfaction at Dean’s cries. Dean calls for him--asks and begs, chants his name like a prayer.
Cas! Cas! Where are you?
He tallies each time that Dean utters his name, holds the number close.
Please, Castiel.
The final count is a cherished secret he will never share.
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Date: 2009-05-27 02:05 am (UTC)The final count is a cherished secret he will never share.
I'm all aflail! SO BEAUTIFUL!!!
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Date: 2009-05-03 12:17 pm (UTC)SGA: John/Rodney of course....
And eventually is more than fair!
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Date: 2009-05-11 11:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-12 12:00 am (UTC)Hmmm.... mission report..... or card game... whatever amuses the Muse more....
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Date: 2009-05-26 08:51 am (UTC)---------------------
Poker isn’t Rodney’s game.
It should be, considering that it was all about mathematical probability. But poker also has a human element, one that Rodney has never gotten the hang of.
Everyone in the Pegasus Galaxy knows that Rodney McKay possesses nothing resembling a poker face.
Considering that he’s a man of unparalleled intellect, a genius that has saved countless lives, it shouldn’t be a fault of much note.
The problem is Rodney’s team. Ronon could stare down a stone wall, Teyla’s serene and placid face could put any body of water to shame, and Sheppard--
Okay, Sheppard had that charming face that no one wanted to look past and all that Rodney ever thought about when trying to discern whether the man was bluffing was: ‘sexohgodyesplease.’
It made playing poker that much more difficult.
“That’s a straight, Rodney. I win,” John announces with expectation as he lays down his cards.
Rodney smirks and wriggles out of his pants slowly, enjoying the heated look on John’s face that means he’s just about ready to forget the game and get to enjoying the jackpot.
Poker isn’t Rodney’s game.
Strip Poker is another matter entirely.
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Date: 2009-05-03 01:17 pm (UTC)Anyway, I'd like some Tomoyo/Eriol bonding. Maybe some laughter, sharing of manipulation tips? Or maybe just reminiscing over how cute their relatives are.
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Date: 2009-05-03 01:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-26 12:30 pm (UTC)...and all that Rodney ever thought about when trying to discern whether the man was bluffing was: ‘sexohgodyesplease.’
So funny...... Nicely done!
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Date: 2009-05-27 03:12 am (UTC)