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21 June 2011 @ 09:39 am
Drabble War!  
I declare the drabble war open!

This will run from today until the midnight of the 28th. Goal: Write as many drabbles (100 words exactly) as possible in that span of time. Drop them down below in the comments Feel free to bounce off something someone else has posted.

Fandoms to write in include anything on my big damn fandom list.

I'll be back this afternoon with a short prompt list/ideas for anyone who's needing a little more focus.

GO!
 
 
 
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Re: Sherlock Holmes; Differences - the_me09 on June 21st, 2011 10:23 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; What More? - the_me09 on June 22nd, 2011 12:09 am (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; Somewhere Only We Know - the_me09 on June 22nd, 2011 01:23 am (UTC) (Expand)
Fairy Tales -- The One They Left Behind - timewillrewind on June 22nd, 2011 06:17 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; Family Honour - viceindustrious on June 28th, 2011 10:14 am (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; What More? - viceindustrious on June 28th, 2011 09:05 am (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; Silver Spoon - viceindustrious on June 29th, 2011 10:01 am (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; Economies of Scale - viceindustrious on June 29th, 2011 11:23 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; Lesson in Manners - the_me09 on June 30th, 2011 01:08 am (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; Training Wheels - viceindustrious on July 1st, 2011 11:37 am (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; Heat Wave - the_me09 on July 2nd, 2011 08:38 pm (UTC) (Expand)
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Re: Sherlock Holmes; Admiration - the_me09 on July 6th, 2011 01:25 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; Infidelity - viceindustrious on June 28th, 2011 03:11 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; Breeding - the_me09 on June 28th, 2011 11:21 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; Well Bred - viceindustrious on June 29th, 2011 09:25 am (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; Unspeakable - viceindustrious on June 29th, 2011 08:35 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; Dangerous - viceindustrious on June 29th, 2011 09:13 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; Settled - viceindustrious on June 29th, 2011 09:41 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; Permissable - the_me09 on July 2nd, 2011 09:14 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; Depraved - viceindustrious on July 4th, 2011 10:20 pm (UTC) (Expand)
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Re: Sherlock Holmes; Spoils - the_me09 on July 6th, 2011 02:14 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; Perception - viceindustrious on June 28th, 2011 02:32 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Tron; (Are Made of This) - viceindustrious on June 28th, 2011 07:44 pm (UTC) (Expand)
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Re: Sherlock Holmes/Tron; Never Idle - the_me09 on July 7th, 2011 01:37 am (UTC) (Expand)
Tron; Road to Damascus - viceindustrious on June 27th, 2011 07:57 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Tron; Lucid Programming - viceindustrious on June 28th, 2011 09:03 am (UTC) (Expand)
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the_me09the_me09 on June 21st, 2011 09:25 pm (UTC)
Re: Sherlock; Be Done With It
“Who is this new little tart hanging off your arm, Mycroft? Surely you know he’s only with you because you’re rich.” Sherlock sneers, eyeing the tight jeans and expensive shirt.

“Go and get us a drink, dear.” Mycroft waves his lover off, watching the sway of his hips as he walks away.

Sherlock, having no social decency, doesn’t bother to lower his voice when asking his next question. “Have you shagged him yet? Just do it and be done with it.”

“Your deductive skills are slipping if you must ask that question. And clearly, once is not enough.” Mycroft grinned.
Re: Sherlock; I'm Hooked and I Can't Stop Starin' - the_me09 on June 21st, 2011 09:36 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Good Omens -- An Honest Mistake - timewillrewind on June 28th, 2011 04:36 pm (UTC) (Expand)
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Sherlock Holmes/Green Lantern; Addicted to You
Too long, it had been too long.
Coward paced his living room, glancing out the window every time he passed. Sinestro should have been back, the meeting shouldn’t take that long.

Too long.

He needed Sinestro’s come, he needed his fix. He hadn’t realized becoming involved with an alien would reduce him to this. Coward hadn’t been given much of a choice in the matter though; mating was taken quite seriously on Sinestro’s planet.

When Sinestro opened the door Coward couldn’t help the sigh of relief that escaped him as he sunk to his knees, taking Sinestro down his throat.
the_me09the_me09 on June 21st, 2011 09:33 pm (UTC)
Re: Sherlock Holmes/Green Lantern; Dirty
He moans rapturously as he’s pressed into the bed. It’s been days of this, days of being fucked, of sucking, of coming. He’s filthy, covered in semen, marked.

Sinestro hasn’t allowed him to bathe. He says it’s part of mating, part of being taken as a mate. Coward doesn’t mind too much.

“Mine, always.” Sinestro growls, thrusting into him. He doesn’t know how long it actually has been, what with his lover’s – mate’s – super alien sex drive. Coward’s been in and out of consciousness, blissed out on the endorphins and the taste of Sinestro.

Luckily, Sinestro’s come has nutritional properties.
Re: Sherlock Holmes/Green Lantern; Predatory - the_me09 on June 21st, 2011 10:54 pm (UTC) (Expand)
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Green Lantern; Failure - anneka_neko on June 22nd, 2011 07:47 am (UTC) (Expand)
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Re: Sherlock Holmes/Green Lantern; Bittersweet - the_me09 on June 21st, 2011 11:30 pm (UTC) (Expand)
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Sherlock Holmes/Green Lantern; Worship - the_me09 on June 25th, 2011 06:33 pm (UTC) (Expand)
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Sherlock Holmes/Green Lantern; Hurling - the_me09 on June 26th, 2011 09:54 am (UTC) (Expand)
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Re: Sherlock Holmes/Green Lantern; Forgetful - the_me09 on July 3rd, 2011 07:51 pm (UTC) (Expand)
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Re: Sherlock Holmes/Green Lantern; Fatherhood - the_me09 on July 4th, 2011 09:39 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Sherlock Holmes/Green Lantern; Accidents Happen - the_me09 on June 23rd, 2011 08:45 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes/Green Lantern; Payment - the_me09 on June 23rd, 2011 08:54 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes/Green Lantern; In Defense Of - the_me09 on June 24th, 2011 08:03 pm (UTC) (Expand)
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Re: Sherlock Holmes/Green Lantern; Doubts - the_me09 on July 3rd, 2011 07:30 pm (UTC) (Expand)
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Re: Sherlock Holmes/Green Lantern; Meta - viceindustrious on July 4th, 2011 09:47 pm (UTC) (Expand)
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Re: Sherlock Holmes/Green Lantern; Broody - the_me09 on July 7th, 2011 02:13 am (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes/Green Lantern; Chastity - the_me09 on July 6th, 2011 03:16 pm (UTC) (Expand)
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Serpentsignserpentsign on June 22nd, 2011 09:12 am (UTC)
Sherlock Holmes; L'appel du vide I
There's an immeasurable amount of air between Nicholas and the ground. He wiggles his bare feet and feels the toes curl around the edges of the flat stone roof. He can see the walls beneath him disappear into the white, frozen-foam clouds. And he knows he's dreaming.

Jump, a small, insistent voice tells him. His voice.

“I’m afraid of heights.” He says, drawing further away from the edge to stand beside a shadow. The shape, the set of its shoulders, is familiar.

“It’s not the same, you know – afraid of heights and afraid of yourself. Don’t you trust yourself, Nicholas?”
timewillrewind: far awaytimewillrewind on June 22nd, 2011 06:25 pm (UTC)
Inception -- A Way of Life
“So you’re telling me that everything here,” he spreads his arms, wider and wider and wider, tries to encompass the whole situation but ultimately fails, “is a dream? Just a dream?”

You nod, because really, what else can you do?

“A dream.” He tries again. You fight back a smile. “Everything that’s here is because I want it to be? Because I imagined it this way?”

“That’s right, darling.” Your grin is wide now, encompasses your whole face. “Everything that’s here is here because you wanted it to be.”

He nods. “So tell me, Eames. What are you doing here?”
The Long Firm; Dreams - viceindustrious on June 28th, 2011 12:53 pm (UTC) (Expand)
House of Leaves -- Always - timewillrewind on June 30th, 2011 06:40 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; Gothic Horror - viceindustrious on July 4th, 2011 10:11 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; Familiar - the_me09 on July 5th, 2011 08:40 am (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; L'appel du vide I - the_me09 on July 3rd, 2011 08:42 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Serpentsignserpentsign on June 22nd, 2011 09:13 am (UTC)
Rocknrolla; L'appel du vide II
When Johnny is in Archy’s hallway, standing somewhat upright only by pressing himself up against the wall, Archy has only one question.

“Why?”

There is a pause, and then:

“Well ... I assume it must be some sort of mental l'appel du vide, if you know what I mean.” Archy didn't. “I hear the call from the deeps of the human soul, and I must follow - search the darkest cavities for the true vices of human nature, relentlessly, until I hit rock bottom.”And with that he slides down against the wall out cold, finally.

“Are you there yet, Johnny?”
Serpentsignserpentsign on June 22nd, 2011 09:27 am (UTC)
Rocknrolla; Normality
”You owe me one.” Johnny says as he with lanky elegance slides over the backrest and stretches out on the sofa. Archy sighs and folds the newspaper. He tries to remember the last time he got to finish reading it in peace.

“And what makes you think that?”

“I told you about Lenny, didn’t I?”

“That was ages ago. And technically I figured it out myself. Bob helped. A little.”

“You stole my pack of cigarettes.” Now, that was true. But it was only after Johnny had stolen three of his ties and used them as a makeshift guitar strap.
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timewillrewind: fmltimewillrewind on June 22nd, 2011 06:35 pm (UTC)
Fairy Tales -- One Dwarf, Two Dwarf, Red Dwarf, Baby Dwarf?
“You’ve gotta be kidding.”

She sounds more amused than surprised, which, as the prince reckons, is good. He’s only just awoken her from her poison-induced sleep, it would really suck if she were to faint. He thinks that he would leave her, should it come to that, because what’s facing them right now is definitely not what he’d expected when he’d come to rescue her.

“So, Blanche . . . are they always like that?”

She shakes her head and picks up one of the little menaces.

“No. I mean, they’re usually small – they’re dwarves, you know? – but babies? Nope.”
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timewillrewind: da na na na na!timewillrewind on June 22nd, 2011 06:44 pm (UTC)
Pendragon -- Comptine d'un autre ete
It’s hot. They summers in Stony Brook always are, so no surprise there.

They sit on one of the benches in the park, munching on their fries, drinking their coke, and that, too, is the same as always.

But they’re old now, so very old, and it’s not the three of them anymore, only Bobby and Courtney.

They are proud of what they’ve accomplished in their lives, proud of everything, but every hot day, every time they go for a swim, every time it snows more than usual, they sit together, and try to remember what it is they’ve forgotten.
timewillrewind: far awaytimewillrewind on June 22nd, 2011 07:20 pm (UTC)
Pendragon -- The Other Promise
“You promised.”

Dane doesn’t say anything, only lowers his head, lets his long silver hair fall over his eyes.

“You promised.”

He did, and he remembers it all too well, remembers everything, all the time they spent together, every moment of it.

“You promised.”

And Nevva does too, remembers it just as he does. If they were still in the actual world, he would flee, transform, fly away, but they’re not, they’re not even in Halla anymore. Technically speaking, they don’t even exist.

And so he doesn’t say anything, just waits for her to leave him in peace.

“You lied.”
timewillrewind: losertimewillrewind on June 22nd, 2011 06:56 pm (UTC)
Good Omens -- A Heart Not Yet Captured
Famine likes New York. It’s perfect: people with nothing to eat right beside people who have food but won’t eat it.

It’s also one of the few cities none of the others (except Death, but he tends to show up where Famine is regardless of what’s going on) come to visit regularly, and that’s good, because lately he hasn’t been one for company.

HERE AGAIN, FAMINE?

He sighs. “Yes, lord, and what, if I may ask, are you doing here?”

JUST . . . PASSING THE TIME.

And then Death smiles and Famine runs as far away as he can.
timewillrewind: piratestimewillrewind on June 22nd, 2011 07:09 pm (UTC)
Tamore Pierce -- Calm
It’s too quiet.

All’s well in the human world, Dove is still on her throne, Aly is still the young queen’s Spymaster.

He should be happy, he knows, everything went according to plan and there doesn’t seem to be any threat looming on the horizon.

His siblings aren’t opposing him – yet, he adds – and for once, the realm of the gods is peaceful. They’re not cooperating, they never will, but they aren’t hindering his plans for the next stage, either.

Still, it’s too quiet.

Because Kyprioth is the Trickster god, and if anyone can smell false play then it’s him.
timewillrewind: whee losttimewillrewind on June 22nd, 2011 07:47 pm (UTC)
Lost -- L'absente
They meet again in the afterlife, which Esau finds funny, Jacob thinks is destiny, and Richard believes to be Hell, because of all the people he spent his life with, he just had to end up with those two.

Jacob is a priest, and he pulls of the whole “God-told-me-to-tell-you”-deal rather well.

Esau is a lawyer, but he only takes the cases of people others believe to be lost causes. He usually wins.

Richard is actually an elementary-school history teacher, but with the two brothers continuing to bicker even in death, he’s considering committing suicide to finally have peace.

Again.
timewillrewind: far awaytimewillrewind on June 22nd, 2011 07:58 pm (UTC)
Pendragon -- Vector to the Heavens
Pendragon probably doesn’t realize what’s going on – he never does, idiot boy, never notices anything until the last moment – but Dane sees it.

A punch to his face, and they’re on Ibara.

His legs swept out from under him, Quillan.

A kick in his guts – Zadaa, Eelong, Veelox, Cloral, Denduron.
The three Earths.

They’re going backwards, back through all the territories they’ve fought on, and Dane knows what lies at the end of their fight, because it’s where he started his quest from.

Emptiness.

Ashes to ashes, they say.

In his case, the proper phrase would be nothing to nothing.
unsettledinkunsettledink on June 28th, 2011 04:11 am (UTC)
Sherlock Holmes; Cravat
When he wakes, there is a length of silk wrapped around his fist.

He regards it with slightly bleary eyes; it’s a deep, rich amber with the subtlest of circular patterns in half a shade lighter.

He remembers what it looked like when it was neatly knotted around Henry’s throat. Remembers what it felt like around his wrists when he fought madly, unable to breathe and relishing in the panic of it.

Amber is not his color; he will wear it today all the same. People are unobservant.

It settles around his neck like the clasp of a warm hand.
viceindustrious: Doveviceindustrious on June 28th, 2011 09:28 am (UTC)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; Restraint
"Oh this game, Henry?"

Coward pulls against the restraints, grinning as they bite into his flesh like teeth; gnawing at the tip of his own tongue, wiggling it at Henry trying to look all stern and serious above him.

"Let me loose. I'll lie so still for you, you'll think I'm d-d-dead."

He rubs a raw, iron line of blood across his tongue and fingers push into his mouth, keeping his teeth apart. He closes his eyes, whines, licking at them. A hot, heavy weight crushes him tight.

-

Blackwood nods at the doctor as the orderlies take Coward away.
PotC -- Public Service Announcement - timewillrewind on June 28th, 2011 04:47 pm (UTC) (Expand)
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Re: Sherlock Holmes; Crazy - viceindustrious on June 29th, 2011 10:33 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; Treatment - the_me09 on June 30th, 2011 01:01 am (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; Faith Healing - viceindustrious on July 1st, 2011 11:41 am (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; Point of Pride - the_me09 on July 2nd, 2011 10:09 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; Sold - viceindustrious on July 2nd, 2011 11:22 pm (UTC) (Expand)
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Sherlock Holmes; Shatter - carnivalwheel on July 1st, 2011 07:29 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; Small Significance - the_me09 on July 2nd, 2011 10:24 pm (UTC) (Expand)
viceindustriousviceindustrious on June 28th, 2011 12:19 pm (UTC)
The Long Firm; Haircut
He wants Harry to notice.

He can't admit it, the truth sits like a lead weight in his stomach and and a dull ache in the back of his mind, a barbed non-thought that makes his temples throb and has him snapping at Karen all morning.

He loses his wallet twice and both times finds it in his pocket. Spills coffee all over the kitchen counter, missing the mug.

He checks his new look in prison's dark, glass door as he approaches the visitors reception.

Like it? He doesn't ask, counting the seconds before Harry's attention slips off him again.
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Re: Sherlock Holmes; Motherless - viceindustrious on July 4th, 2011 10:47 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; Mother Dearest - the_me09 on July 6th, 2011 12:41 pm (UTC) (Expand)
viceindustriousviceindustrious on July 1st, 2011 11:46 am (UTC)
Sherlock Holmes; A Civil Discussion
Coward's tongue is poised on the tip of one incissor, the needle glinting as he turns it between finger and thumb. Henry feels muscle flexing in the thighs either side of his waist, Coward rocking his weight back and forth.

"I want to be inside you," Coward murmurs.

He sets the needle at the tip of Henry's nipple, rolls it with slow, incremental pressure until the skin blanches.

"Let me fuck you, Henry."

Henry's cock throbs, full and slick between their bellies as Coward leans over him and pierces his flesh with biting, leaden heat. Takes another needle.

"Say yes."
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Re: Sherlock Holmes; Kaleidoscope Eyes - the_me09 on July 3rd, 2011 07:17 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; Mentoring - viceindustrious on July 4th, 2011 10:24 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; Proven - the_me09 on July 3rd, 2011 08:59 pm (UTC) (Expand)
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viceindustrious: Tronviceindustrious on July 1st, 2011 11:47 am (UTC)
Tron; Perfection in Absence
Rinzler lands on the balls of his feet, fingers splayed; the last knuckle of each digit perfectly equidistant from its brother, their tips barely grazing the black ice of the arena floor.

His discs do exactly as he wills, flight calculated to an accuracy beyond meaningful decimals. Their falling star screech through the air, the gemini swathe they cut, mirrored in the arc of his back.

Pure inside, vast swathes of data, mystery protocols attached to missing names, excised. His code a booming echo chamber for the novas of pleasure that burst through him with each program derezzed. He purrs.
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Re: Tron; Adumbration - viceindustrious on July 3rd, 2011 07:41 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Tron; Adjuration - viceindustrious on July 3rd, 2011 07:44 pm (UTC) (Expand)
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the_me09: Turn around snake touch TURN BLUEthe_me09 on July 3rd, 2011 09:18 pm (UTC)
Captain America/Iron Man; Penmanship
There are several empties bottles sitting next to Tony, the labels obscured by notes in permanent marker.

“Tony?” Steve picks his way through the boxes piled around the room. He recognizes the writing. Howard Stark’s notes. He’d been there when they were written.

“You know, his handwriting’s like mine.” Tony has that uncanny sense when someone is there. Just like his dad.

“Coulson’s not happy with you. He needs to debrief you.” Steve says awkwardly, realizing that this is important to Tony.

“What’s new?” Tony looks up at him, frowning. “What was he really like?”

“Who Coulson?”

“No, my dad.”
unsettledinkunsettledink on July 4th, 2011 11:39 pm (UTC)
Sherlock Holmes; First,
They told him a number of things, about his first time. He thought he was prepared.

He hadn’t thought it would be easy.

The girl was surprisingly quiet, a dull lassitude caught in her eyes, suffused though her body; her skin under his hand was smooth, well bred, slightly chilled, and it parted under the knife like a line of calligraphy. When she started in pain, the blood spilling from its careful path to spread messily, he felt … annoyed.

Afterward, Blackwood pressed his hand, sticky with blood, to Coward’s cheek. “You did well,” he said. “Be proud.”

He was.
unsettledinkunsettledink on July 4th, 2011 11:50 pm (UTC)
Sherlock Holmes; Turn
There’s something about the way Lord Blackwood looks at him that sets his skin to tingling, sets him to flinching at shadows. He’s not sure what it is that rises up in him – the taste is too much like want, and too little like fear. And that alone is enough to frighten him.

“I’d like to invite you to a more … intimate gathering, tomorrow evening,” Blackwood says, a low murmur, a tone near seduction. “I think you might find it most interesting.”

He replies with something non-committal, and spends the next night in the company of his sister’s family
viceindustriousviceindustrious on July 5th, 2011 03:47 pm (UTC)
Re: Sherlock Holmes; Taking
There's something about the way Coward is starting to look at the others.

The revelation of his first sacrifice has kindled a fire in Coward that burns away at the edges of his smile, wider, bright eyed. A new grace to the way he moves, unpinned amidst his fellows. Subtle signs of metamorphosis.

Blackwood keeps his hands clasped behind his back, working his thumbnail against his wrist bone. He longs to rest his hand on the back of Coward's neck as they move about the room.

But such a leashing touch would change things irreparably. The risk is too great.
unsettledinkunsettledink on July 4th, 2011 11:57 pm (UTC)
Sherlock Homes; Soothe
Coward stirs in his sleep, uneasily, his brow creased. His hands flex, curl, blunt nails catching Henry’s skin. He’s dreaming, Henry is sure of it; and not pleasant dreams either. There are very few pleasant dreams in their bed.

“Coward,” he says, softly. “Coward. It’s alright.” The tension in Coward’s body fades not a whit, and Henry chews absently on his bottom lip. Rolls closer until his nose is touching Coward’s, until they are sharing breaths, waiting.

He slides his hand through Coward’s hair, rests his thumb on the lines of his forehead and smooths them the best he can.
anneka_neko: Ogaanneka_neko on July 5th, 2011 01:25 am (UTC)
Iron Man, Avengers, etc.; Do the CREEP
“Uh... Tony?”

“Do the creep! OOOOH! Do the creep! AHHHHH!”

“Do you think he can hear us?”

“I was six years old when I started creepin'!”

“Seriously, I don't even. What's wrong with him?”

“Many, many things.”

“Shut up, Coulson.”

“You're the one who asked!”

“And saw my little ass creepin' at the foot of the bed!”

“I think we should sedate him.”

“That's your solution for everything, Natasha.”

“You're arguing?”

“...good point.”

“Clint, go get some sedative darts.”

Yessir!”

“Do the creep! AHHHH!”