Theme 113: you belong to me
Today's theme:
you belong to me1. Submit your drabble that fits this theme as a comment to this post. It should be between 100-300 words, if you go over/under a bit that's fine! If it's longer than say 400 words, I ask that you post on your journal or fanfiction.net and then submit the link to this post. If you find that your story is going to be ( Read more... )
you belong to me1. Submit your drabble that fits this theme as a comment to this post. It should be between 100-300 words, if you go over/under a bit that's fine! If it's longer than say 400 words, I ask that you post on your journal or fanfiction.net and then submit the link to this post. If you find that your story is going to be ( Read more... )
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Claim: General Fandom
Rating: PG
Drabbles completed so far: 1/100
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(Over?)statement
Walking across the bar, he sits with Ashiwara, closer than he ever cared to in a public setting.
Surprised and elated, the younger pro needs all the concentration he can muster to keep still. "What are you doing?" he hisses, "you're breaking your own rules!"
"I've changed my mind." Ogata smirks. Draining his glass, he leans over to whisper dangerously into Ashiwara's ear. "You're mine. You know that. I know that. I believe it's time we let everyone know."
The kiss that follows has little to do with love; it's a claim of ownership. 'A statement', he'll call it later.
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Claim: John/Rodney
Rating: PG-13
Drabbles completed so far: 7/100
John was a soldier. He was trained to follow one instinct and one instinct alone, to fight and to not allow himself be defeated. Weakness was never an option. In most cases Colonel John Sheppard can crush any enemy with one swift stroke, but there was one enemy he could never seem to tackle. In fact he was always subdued by it: desire.
And as Dr. Rodney McKay held him against the wall he knew he was losing. But John didn’t see this as a defeat, he saw this as victory. For too long he fought his desires but this seemed to be place where he belonged.
“You belong to me John Sheppard,” Rodney whispered his lips only a breath away.
John takes a sharp breath as he takes the other man’s face in his hands. His hazel eyes hungry with desire. Soon their lips are clashing possessively and bodies began moving together in tandem.
“And you,” he says huskily between kisses, “belong to me.”
Desire had won and they were both content with it.
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Claim: Mal/River
Rating: PG-13
Drabbles completed so far: 43/100
Marks Only I Can See
When she rises from his bed some mornings, ghost-pale with skin that rarely sees a sun, she finds marks he's imprinted on her, a bruise over her hipbone, a dusky blue stain under her skin.
She turns into the light to study it and feels the sense of the room change, the mood of Mal's early morning thoughts shifting from languor to sharpness in an instant, because his eyes are too quick, always catching, always seeing everything, both on the surface and below.
“Did I do that to you, darlin'?” His hand hovers over her skin, the mark a barrier to touch between them. River bites back a laugh (inappropriate), looking at Mal's skin in the light, at the scars and scrapes that stretch across his body, wondering that he even remembers flesh is meant to be smooth and unbruised ( ... )
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Claim: John/Elizabeth
Rating: G
Drabbles completed so far: 29/100
John smirked as he leaned against the frame of the door. She was staring out across the water, just like she was most nights, and he enjoyed the sight. There was something about her that made his chest tighten and his breathing ease all at the same time. He couldn't say that, of course, so the smirk stayed firmly in place.
"You claim me?" he asked, finally breaking the silence.
Elizabeth turned around, rolling her eyes at him and crossing her arms over her chest. "Would you rather I had let that tribeswoman keep you? She seemed very interested in getting you alone ( ... )
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