drabble me this, drabble me that
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withimpunityI am minus one child and winding down from an exhausting day of eating and dealing with family dysfunction and I just want to collapse into fandom and never return.
Also? Bored now, so I thought I might take some drabble requests.
Also? Bored now, so I thought I might take some drabble requests.
- anything pairing from Heroes fandom (het, gen, slash, and rpf all accepted)
- 100-500 words
- prompt with a word, phrase, lyric, picture, anything you come up with
- feel free to offer multiple pairings/prompts
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Date: 2007-11-23 04:28 am (UTC)Peter/Elle, dirty
Peter/Nathan, puppy
Peter/Nathan, convince me
Peter/Hiro, Friendly competition
my brain is a scary place on occasion
Date: 2007-11-23 09:53 am (UTC)........
"Where are we going?" Peter asks as he walks next to his brother, paying close attention not to bump into any of the people bustling all around them.
"To pick up a suit," Nathan replies, eyes straight ahead. "Hurry up, shorty. They close in five."
Peter glares at Nathan even though he knows Nathan can't see, or maybe that's why he glares, and tries to make his little legs keep up with Nathan's long ones. One day he wants to be just like Nathan; tall, muscular, lean, beautiful. But for some reason he doesn't think that's going to happen. Maybe its because there can only be one Nathan in the world, or maybe it's because he's just Peter. Luckily he's only six years old and six year old's don't come equipped with the kind of attention span needed for that sort of existential thinking. His attention soon drifts as he lags behind Nathan, stopping to stare in the pet shop window at the newborn puppies.
"Peter!" Nathan calls from twenty paces up, a stern look on his face that reminds Peter too much of their father. Peter frowns at him and doesn't move, staring back into the window at the playful puppies.
"Come on," Nathan says next to him. "We've got to hurry."
"I want a puppy, Nathan," He says, looking up at his brother with a face that says he knows already what the answer is going to be, but he has to try.
"I want a lot of things Peter," Nathan answers gravelly, reaching out for Peter's hand. "Let's go."
Peter glares at him stubbornly. It's not fair. Nathan always gets whatever he wants; a new car, a new suit, a new apartment. He never gets anything he wants.
"But I really want a puppy," He presses, throwing as much feeling into the request as he can.
"Listen," Nathan says, kneeling down to get himself on Peter's level. "We all want things we can't have sometimes, Petey. Maybe one day you'll get a puppy. Maybe you won't. That's just the way life works, understand?"
Peter nods solemnly and takes Nathan's hand, trying not to look back as they walk away from the petshop.
Peter pushes him up against the wall, fingers tightly curled around the starched collar of Nathan's shirt as he pushes his tongue into his mouth, fighting against him, making him like it.
"Peter, what the-" Nathan tries to get out, but Peter claims his mouth again. Hungry, needy, desperate. He's denied this for way too long and now he can't control himself.
Words from a previous decade echo in his mind as Nathan's reluctant tongue curls around his, making his skin prickle and his cock harden.
We all want what we can't have.
Peter just smirks and drops to his knees in front of his brother, the only thing he's ever truly wanted.
Re: my brain is a scary place on occasion
Date: 2007-11-23 10:06 pm (UTC)*Gives your brain a cookie*
Re: my brain is a scary place on occasion
Date: 2007-11-23 10:39 pm (UTC)*stuffs cookie in mouth*
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Date: 2007-11-23 05:29 am (UTC)Sendhil + Jack, "dancing" (can be as gen as you like)
sendhil, jack, hayden, and kristen
Date: 2007-11-23 07:56 am (UTC)......
"Well. Would you just look at that."
"Wow. Yeah...look at that."
"How much has she had to drink tonight?"
"... Someone should stop her."
"Yes. They certainly should."
Unsurprisingly, neither Jack nor Sendhil moved. Instead, they chose to stay rooted in their spots, eyes glazed as they watched Hayden shimmying on the empty stage, singing off key, but still sounding somehow sexy as she belted out "We Are Family."
"Hey guys! What are we looking at?" Kristen asked as she approached, taking Sendhil's beer out of his hand and generously finishing it for him.
"Nothing," Jack and Sendhil answered in unison, suddenly finding the tile flooring in the building increasingly interesting.
"Oh! Hayden's singing!" Kristen squealed and they watched as she joined Hayden on stage, sliding her arm around Hayden's waist, leaning into the microphone to join her in a drunken serenade to the cast.
"I think I'm going to need another beer," Sendhil croaked, but Jack really didn't hear him.
Re: sendhil, jack, hayden, and kristen
Date: 2007-11-23 12:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-23 06:29 am (UTC)This is fact not fiction
For the first time in years
all the girls in every girlie magazine
Can't make me feel any less alone
I'm reaching for the phone
To call at 7:03 and on your machine I slur a plea for you to come home
But i know it's too late
I should have given you a reason to stay
Given you a reason to stay
This is fact not fiction
For the first time in years
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Date: 2007-11-24 09:55 am (UTC)Peter/Nathan - Fever
Adrian/Milo - Adrian cutting Milo's hair
Quinto/Kristin - Baking brownies
batter pron ftw
Date: 2007-11-24 10:22 am (UTC)"You could knock, you know," Kristen reminds him, but he knows she's just teasing from the tiny squint of her eyes and the tone of her voice. He's known Kristen long enough to have nearly every one of her mannerisms memorized.
"So, what are you making?" He asks, slipping past her to grab a soda out of the mini-fridge, peering over her shoulders into a mixing bowl full of batter.
"Brownies," She says cheerfully, picking the spoon up and letting it drip messily on two of her fingers. "Double chocolate chunk."
Zach tries not to stare as she slides her fingers into her mouth and sucks the chocolate off, missing a little bit, then sucking them back into her mouth to lick them clean.
"Want some?"
"Hmm?"
"Do you want a lick, Zachary?" She asks and he knows this look too. Its the look in her eye that would normally have him asking, "What are you up to, Miss Bell?" But this time it only makes his throat swell and his cheeks burn bright and hot.
Kristen dips her finger into the batter and pulls it out, catching the drops that fall from the tip of her finger with her tongue and Zachary stares open-mouthed, mesmerized.
"Here," she smiles, offering him her finger. "Try it. It's heavenly."
Yeah, Zach thinks, closing his eyes as he sucks Kristen's chocolate covered finger into his mouth, swirling his tongue all around to lick it clean, this is as close to heaven as he's ever gotten.
Re: batter pron ftw
Date: 2007-11-24 10:35 am (UTC)Brownie batter finger sucking! Hi, ILU.
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Date: 2007-11-23 11:47 am (UTC)Nathan/Peter, underage!Peter with a huuuuge, huuuuge crush on his big brother that just isn't gonna go away.
Other/Peter. Peter thinks about Nathan while he's having sex with someone else.
Oh, Peter, you slut.(If you're not comfortable with underage, ignore the request, it's okay :) And, uh...yes, I'm just requesting porn, I know. Well, I've had a bad day! I need cheering up. That's my excuse, uh, yes. *dirty*)
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Date: 2007-11-23 07:50 pm (UTC)Oh, silly Ery. You'd probably be frightened of the things I'm comfortable with. <_<
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Date: 2007-11-23 08:48 pm (UTC)pron for joo
Date: 2007-11-23 08:38 pm (UTC)They make out like the first time he made out with a girl on his bed when his parents were gone to a charity event, and Chase pops open the buttons on his jeans and slides his hand under his boxers the same way she had. Except this is different and even under the influence of so much vodka he can barely remember his name anymore, Peter knows that. These hands are bigger, rougher. These fingers are longer as they curl around his erection and jerk him off. There is no hesitation in these strokes, no uncertainty. Chase knows what he's doing and he does it well, so well that Peter can't get the words out to tell him he's about to come before he is, spilling hot and sticky inside Chase's palm and all over his jeans.
Chase just laughs and rolls over on the bed, and Peter suddenly realizes that Chase expects him to return the favor when he starts to unzip his pants, and Peter's mouth goes dry.
"Just pretend I'm Nathan," Chase says and Peter chokes, nearly toppling off the bunk.
"What?"
Chase chuckles, his back arching as he touches himself. "When you came just then, I heard what you said."
"What?" Peter says, panicked. "No I didn't!"
"Look, its cool," Chase says, touching Peter's thigh. "I don't care. It's not like we're boyfriend and girlfriend or something. But if you don't do something soon I'm going to finish it for myself. You looked freaked. I just thought, if you thought about him instead it would make it easier."
Peter considers this for a moment, considers the fact that Chase doesn't know anything about him, doesn't know that Nathan is his brother.
He crawls on the bed between Chase's legs and closes his eyes as he slides his lips over Chase's (Nathan's) cock, imagining Nathan's fingers wound in his hair and Nathan begging him for more. And when Chase comes, he hears Nathan's voice breaking and desperate as he shouts and comes, hot and salty down Peter's throat.
He falls asleep next to Chase on the bunk with Chase playing with his hair. Its too easy to pretend that he's in Manhattan, lying under silk sheets with his brother whispering in his ear as he drifts off to sleep and dreams of the impossible.
Re: pron for joo
Date: 2007-11-23 08:51 pm (UTC)And I don't know if you've ever watched House, but there's a character named Chase and he's hot and I love him too, and the coolest thing is that he sounds just like the Chase in this ficlet. YOU = FTW. REALLY. Thanks soooooooo much *g* *drools* *hugs*
Re: pron for joo
Date: 2007-11-23 09:21 pm (UTC)Re: pron for joo
Date: 2007-11-27 07:01 am (UTC)Re: pron for joo
Date: 2007-11-27 07:09 am (UTC)ooooh, shiny!
Date: 2007-11-23 03:25 pm (UTC)Nathan/Heidi -- first meeting
Angela/Heidi -- first meeting
Nathan/Peter -- alone in the dark on a snowy night (any age, any rating)
Nathan/Noah -- first meeting
Nathan/Peter -- The night of the rooftop hug (bonus points for NC-17)
And since I'm a nice Fabi, I'll do a drabble or two (seriously not more than two as I find drabbles VERY difficult) with any pairings you like.
Wee!Boys/snow
Date: 2007-11-24 10:04 am (UTC)"Pete," He groans, rubbing his eyes until he can make out the outline Peter's tiny face in the darkness. "What are you doing? It's...three a.m. Go back to your own bed."
"I can't sleep," Peter mumbles and curls his body flush against Nathan's side, wrapping his arm around his big brother's belly. "I'm too excited."
"Well you have to," Nathan yawns. "If you don't go to sleep Santa won't ever come. That's the deal."
"Okay," Peter sighs, closing his eyes as his head falls in the crook of Nathan's elbow.
"Nathan?"
"What?" Nathan snaps impatiently.
"Do you think it will snow?"
"I don't know, Pete," He sighs. "Now go to sleep. Please."
"Okay," Peter murmurs and drifts to sleep with his fingers curled around the hem of Nathan's night shirt.
Nathan wakes up five hours later and the first thing he does is peek out the curtains to find a thick blanket of white powder covering every square inch of their yard.
"Pete," he whispers, shaking Peter by the shoulder. "Hey Pete."
Peter rubs his eyes groggily and looks up at Nathan, looking confused of his surroundings for a moment, as if he forget he crawled into Nathan's bed in the middle of the night.
"Merry Christmas," Nathan says as he opens the curtains and Peter smiles.
Re: Wee!Boys/snow
Date: 2007-11-25 02:00 am (UTC)Thank you.
Re: Wee!Boys/snow
Date: 2007-11-25 02:59 am (UTC)and if I can still take you up on the drabble swap, I'd take darkish!petrelli boys for $500, Alex..
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Date: 2007-11-23 07:03 pm (UTC)Milo/Adrian
domestic!Milo, cooking
Milo/Adrian
Sailing
Milo/Zach
dark!dominant!Zach guh. Did you see the FHM pics with him wearing leather gloves? yeah. something like that...he doesn't have to wear gloves though ;)
domestic!Milo in teh kitchen, barefoot and...nvm
Date: 2007-11-24 09:29 pm (UTC)“Making breakfast,” Milo replied, staring at Adrian as if he’d left his brain in the bathroom along with his clothing.
“Milo,” He said, leaning over Milo’s shoulder, wet hair dripping on Milo’s white shirt. “You’re a vegetarian.”
“Holy shit,” Milo smirked, feigning shock. “I completely forgot.” He rolled his eyes at Adrian dramatically as he flipped the bacon over in the skillet.
“Don’t get smart with me,” Adrian grinned, giving Milo a playful smack on the ass. “Seriously though, what are you doing? I thought you couldn’t stand the smell of pork fat.”
“I can’t,” he explained, turning the knob to the off position as he turned around and rested his hands on Adrian’s toweled hips. “But I don’t have anything else in the fridge but fake eggs and sausage, and its you favorite.” Milo shrugged his shoulders as he leaned in, tracing his tongue over Adrian’s lips before turning to take the bacon up.
“I think I kind of love you,” Adrian grinned, pressing his lips to the back of Milo’s neck. Milo smirked as he took the bacon up and set the plate aside. Apparently the way to a man’s heart (and into his pants, or towel as it was) was through his stomach.
Re: domestic!Milo in teh kitchen, barefoot and...nvm
Date: 2007-11-25 01:34 am (UTC)Re: domestic!Milo in teh kitchen, barefoot and...nvm
Date: 2007-11-25 02:54 am (UTC)Re: domestic!Milo in teh kitchen, barefoot and...nvm
Date: 2007-11-25 03:42 pm (UTC)So very utterly cute. Thank you!
Re: domestic!Milo in teh kitchen, barefoot and...nvm
Date: 2007-11-25 08:07 pm (UTC)