lots of drabbles
I've been saving them up, so here they are. There were a few more, but they were long enough I thought they should go with the actual stories.
FOR ANYONE: FOREHEAD KISSES (1)
The first time he kissed me on the forehead, when I had the flu last year, I protested at his treating me like a child. His explanation changed everything.
"I've always thought of kisses on the forehead as caring kisses, whether it’s a mother checking for a temperature, a comforting kiss if someone's nervous or hurt, or the only way to kiss a lover in public without taboos intruding. In some ways I find them more intimate than kisses on the lips, as they aren't something a passing fancy would do. I agree kisses to the temple are just as comforting, and would be just as appropriate when you're sick, but there is just something about kisses to the forehead, whether leaning over to kiss someone when they are sitting or lying down, or just kissing what is at lip level as you hug someone."
After that, I never leaned away from another forehead kiss, and learned the simple joy of a kiss on the forehead.
(1) Spawned by Retcon scene in TW ep "Adam" and how Ianto responded to Jack kissing his forehead, but could apply to many pairings with an inferiority-complex-inducing age/experience gap (Snarry, Itachi/R9 other than Sasuke--incest is icky other than some Weasley Twin sandwiches, CD/HP, CG/CE, etc, and if I didn’t find HP/GiW creepy, that could work too).
IT’S A MYSTERY…
The two met when one was struggling. The other was a good guide, but a lousy host. Not that either minded, it just mean that whenever they got together, they met in a café or a park. They’d swapped contact information early on, so their relationship started easily, but that was not to continue. The first had a former partner that wouldn’t let them go, which impeded the deepening of their relationship with the second.
Eventually, the former partner bugged off, and the relationship was a wonder to behold for all around, as with the former partner’s departure, the relationship was revealed. Shortly thereafter…
POSSIBLE ENDINGS…
Jack moved out of his hole in the floor into Ianto’s apartment. partner can be John or Lisa (TW, with no Fragments spoilers)
Harry asked Draco to marry him. Draco living in Paris, Harry traveling as excuse to get away from Ginny OR Harry in Muggle world, Draco finally ditches Pansy (She’s no virgin)
The bond was broken. One of Anita’s boys finally wises up and dumps her (AB)
Edward turned him. Edward finally springs himself of Bella, finds out he’s gay (w/ HP, Eric, etc) (Twi)
FOR MY Torchwood/HP XOVER
This was the first evening they'd stayed at James' in a while, as the Rift decided to quiet down for a while, the trio were catching up on their telly and reading.
"When will I be able to read you two like you read me? I don't like being the only one that can't send naughty pictures of what they want to do when the others leave."
James moved from the chair to sitting on Ianto's lap, slipping in old receipts to mark the pages of their books.
"Sorry we didn't do this before, Yan. Besides, I'm not the one that sends out pervy mental images, that's all from our favorite Captain. Jack, get your arse over here and turn off Eastenders, I never did see what people like about that show."
Jack, joining them on the couch, briefly explained that he and James would mentally 'reach' towards him, all he had to do was relax. Shortly after he closed his eyes and started taking slow, deep breaths, he felt them in his head in a way he hadn't since that moment during the bonding. He sent out mental kisses, receiving two back.
FOR MY CSI:NY AU
Don
Monroe’s been here for a month now, and her interest in Danny’s getting on my nerves. If it weren’t for the attitudes within the force, I’d push him against a wall and kiss him in front of her. Actually, if she continues ‘til the holidays, I’ll do it anyway.
Danny
Montana has taken the fact I gave her a nickname as a sign that I’m interested. She didn’t notice Stella’s suggestion about arranging a set date night with my lover at all! And this is the woman aiming for the detective exam soon… What’s the force coming to?
Stella
Lindsey, Lindsey, Lindsey. I really should take her out for a “girls’ night” and explain stuff, but I’m sorry to say, it’s too amusing to stop her. I don’t know how many times I’ve gone to the supply closet right before I take off for lunch and found Don and Danny making out. How can she not notice?
Mac
I’m surprised Danny hasn’t reported sexual harassment, with how many times I’ve seen him narrowly escaping Monroe’s clutches. If it weren’t giving Stel such a great source of amusement, I’d call Danny in and ask him how things are going, and whether he’d like me to have a word with her.
FOR MY ‘ACCEPTED EARLY’ HP AU
I woke up this morning to sticky sheets for the first time. You cannot believe how weird it was to walk in on my dorm-mates wanking when I was barely out of single digits. Thankfully, Ravenclaw NEWTs-prep students have single rooms, so that wasn’t an issue last year. What a lifesaver, as Bobby’s girlfriend is a tart, to the point that we woke up most mornings 5th year with her there, even if they’ve been told that it’s dangerous to her powers.
Anyway, back to my morning trauma. I turned 14 last week, and supposedly I was overdue for this benchmark, according to all those books I got to prepare for medical college. The worst part isn’t the concept of hiding the condition of the sheets from Mandy until I do the wash (it’s my week), it’s the fact that the parts of the dream I remember are about licking ‘Ric all over. Ah, damn it! It’s back! Time for a cold shower.
FOR MY HP/X-MEN XOVER
I’ve been in the past for almost 2 weeks now, and by all appearances, I’m settled in. Inside, I’m a gibbering wreck. I left Mione and Ron alone in a war zone, and I can’t find out what’s happened for 12 years. Therefore, I’m starting a journal to document the intervening time. The first portion, after this introductory entry, will be dossiers and other accounts of the way things stood when I inadvertently left.
It’s not that I don’t appreciate the opportunity to get all my qualifications done without having to worry about Tom, I just…I’m scared. When, or if, I go back, I’ll be 29, older than Tonks, and only a few months younger than Bill, I think. If I return to the UK, I’ll have to completely restructure my social network (someone at the diner I went to between AP tests used that phrase, neat, huh?). I’ve always been pretty insular, so letting people get used to a Harry Potter who is over a decade older than he was, seemingly, less than a week before, will be difficult, I assume. Enough whining…Save that for later, Potter! Wow, I sound schizophrenic…
FOR HP-HK NARUTO/HP XOVER
Both were panting after an evening of snogging, which had started off badly when Hatori knocked off the headband, causing Kakashi to faint mid-kiss. This led to Hatori conjuring a pirate-style patch in his pocket for him, preventing similar mishaps.
“You do realize that you are the first person other than a healer who has seen my face in almost 15 years, right?”
“It’s a good thing you have a decent sunblock, then, otherwise you would look really funny.”
Poking his lover in the stomach, he huffed, “I tell you something serious, and that’s what you chose to say?”
“Yep. And it’s true. It’s a good thing I found that minor wind-knife jutsu that gives a close-shave, or you’d have a beard trailing out of that mask.”
Giving up on making his young lover act seriously, Kakashi let his head fall back onto the back of the couch, making a loud thunk. Wincing, he mock-pouted, making Hatori prod the developing goose-egg, leaving it unhealed but for a kiss.
FOR HP-HK NARUTO/HP XOVER
Hatori realized that he had once again reached the spring before his 19th birthday. This milestone got him thinking about his old life. He knew he was worrying Kashi-koi, but he was feeling guilty. Finally, he got up the nerve to tell Kakashi. He knew that soon they would be bonded enough that they could start sharing dreams, and he didn’t want it to come as a surprise.
“Kashi-koi, I have something to tell you. Come sit with me.”
Once they were settled, he told him about waking up at Obasan Zebu’s, and then started with his previous life-story. When he was finished, he waited for Kashi to yell at him, or something. After a minute or two, he saw Kashi’s visible eye crinkle in laughter.
“I thought you were a good kisser for a twelve-year-old! You had prior experience!”
“That’s your response? You find out I technically am 34, and all you can comment on is our first kiss being too good for a novice?”
Knowing from vast experience that if he let Hatori rant, he was in for a headache from yelling or a blow to the head, Kakashi kissed him to shut him up. It led to a rather steamy interlude, then a discussion of the wisdom of the security measures in place for the next chunin exams. They always had interesting pillow talk.
FOR HP-HK NARUTO/HP XOVER
It was February again, and Hatori had just gotten back from a mission to Sand village to see if similar actions could be taken on Gaara’s flawed seal as on Sasuke’s. Thankfully, Kakashi was in the village for a while after he fell out of a tree due to Sharingan overuse. He was out of the hospital, but he was confined to the village for another two weeks.
Upon Hatori’s report to Tsunade, she granted him a week off, mostly to keep Kakashi from driving people crazy, but Iruka and Sakura had told her that Kakashi and Hatori’s 10-year anniversary was soon, so she decided to be nice.
The Jonin threw another party, partially to celebrate their anniversary, but it also was to celebrate the newest members of their fellowship, the Chunin that distinguished themselves in the invasion and had finally finished the Jonin testing a few weeks before. The village was lucky the next morning that there were enough Chunin in ANBU that the gates weren’t left unattended.
Hatori and Kakashi weren’t seen after that evening for almost 4 days. This was cause for many chuckles amongst their peers. //We know that Kakashi’s almost healed if he can pull off that feat.//
DPS AU
Todd and I were in our study doing paperwork, when the doorbell rang. I got up to answer the door, expecting it to be Ms. Hunter from next door dropping off mis-delivered mail. Instead it was Tony standing there, wringing his hands.
“What’s wrong, Tony? Come on in.”
“Tony, you’ve been crying. What’s bothering you?”
The two of us sat on the couch and Tony took the arm chair next to it. After another few minutes of hand-wringing, he finally spoke.
“I didn’t do this because you’d do it, believe me, it’s…Uncle Neil, Uncle Todd, I met someone. Rob’s wonderful…and sweet…and we’ve been pseudo-dating without meaning to since the school year started.”
We sat there shocked for a moment, before Tony looked like he was going to explode from the tension. Todd went to sit on the arm of Tony’s chair, pulling him into a sideways hug, which Tony responded to with a huge sigh of relief and a few tears.
“We wish you could love as society could find appropriate, just to spare you pain, but who are we to say that? He makes you happy?” I ask.
He nods, a smile returning.
“Do you want me to ask him to join us for a day or two over Christmas break? His family lives in Camden, so it’s a pretty short train ride.”
An hour later, Tony was on his way back to campus and we’d given up on the paperwork, deciding that our evening was better spent thinking about a theme for Todd’s next anthology of poems, snuggling in front of the fireplace.
TEDDY’S 1st LETTER HOME
Dear Uncle Harry,
I got into Gryffindor, though the Hat said he considered Hufflepuff. When I told someone that on the walk up to the Commons, they laughed, saying I’m on the verge of useless then. Mary Finnegan, the prefect, stopped us from fighting, taking me to walk with her. I did call back reminding him of Mum’s and Cedric’s house.
Then at breakfast, one of the Notts, I can never tell them apart, made a rag about Dad. Of course, I lost control of my shifting, and ended up with my original amber eyes and longer canines, which just gave him more ammunition. Professor Jordan stepped in, taking me to his office. He said he wouldn't give me detention yet, as I didn't do anything but glare, but this did serve as a warning.
What should I do? I don't like people insulting Mum and Dad, but all I have are the stories you and Grandma tell me. Maybe if I go for normal hair colors for a while, so I'm not as noticeable? I mean, I'm the only one in my year who had any clue more than a month ago about Hogwart's and no Aunty Mione clones. Not that I think Muggle-raised are lower, I just noticed that this week at least, I'm the only little Lion who can hold their wand correctly.
Are you sure I can't have you and Aunty Mione tutor me, and then come back when Vicky starts?
Love, Teddy
FOR ANYONE: FOREHEAD KISSES (1)
The first time he kissed me on the forehead, when I had the flu last year, I protested at his treating me like a child. His explanation changed everything.
"I've always thought of kisses on the forehead as caring kisses, whether it’s a mother checking for a temperature, a comforting kiss if someone's nervous or hurt, or the only way to kiss a lover in public without taboos intruding. In some ways I find them more intimate than kisses on the lips, as they aren't something a passing fancy would do. I agree kisses to the temple are just as comforting, and would be just as appropriate when you're sick, but there is just something about kisses to the forehead, whether leaning over to kiss someone when they are sitting or lying down, or just kissing what is at lip level as you hug someone."
After that, I never leaned away from another forehead kiss, and learned the simple joy of a kiss on the forehead.
(1) Spawned by Retcon scene in TW ep "Adam" and how Ianto responded to Jack kissing his forehead, but could apply to many pairings with an inferiority-complex-inducing age/experience gap (Snarry, Itachi/R9 other than Sasuke--incest is icky other than some Weasley Twin sandwiches, CD/HP, CG/CE, etc, and if I didn’t find HP/GiW creepy, that could work too).
IT’S A MYSTERY…
The two met when one was struggling. The other was a good guide, but a lousy host. Not that either minded, it just mean that whenever they got together, they met in a café or a park. They’d swapped contact information early on, so their relationship started easily, but that was not to continue. The first had a former partner that wouldn’t let them go, which impeded the deepening of their relationship with the second.
Eventually, the former partner bugged off, and the relationship was a wonder to behold for all around, as with the former partner’s departure, the relationship was revealed. Shortly thereafter…
POSSIBLE ENDINGS…
Jack moved out of his hole in the floor into Ianto’s apartment. partner can be John or Lisa (TW, with no Fragments spoilers)
Harry asked Draco to marry him. Draco living in Paris, Harry traveling as excuse to get away from Ginny OR Harry in Muggle world, Draco finally ditches Pansy (She’s no virgin)
The bond was broken. One of Anita’s boys finally wises up and dumps her (AB)
Edward turned him. Edward finally springs himself of Bella, finds out he’s gay (w/ HP, Eric, etc) (Twi)
FOR MY Torchwood/HP XOVER
This was the first evening they'd stayed at James' in a while, as the Rift decided to quiet down for a while, the trio were catching up on their telly and reading.
"When will I be able to read you two like you read me? I don't like being the only one that can't send naughty pictures of what they want to do when the others leave."
James moved from the chair to sitting on Ianto's lap, slipping in old receipts to mark the pages of their books.
"Sorry we didn't do this before, Yan. Besides, I'm not the one that sends out pervy mental images, that's all from our favorite Captain. Jack, get your arse over here and turn off Eastenders, I never did see what people like about that show."
Jack, joining them on the couch, briefly explained that he and James would mentally 'reach' towards him, all he had to do was relax. Shortly after he closed his eyes and started taking slow, deep breaths, he felt them in his head in a way he hadn't since that moment during the bonding. He sent out mental kisses, receiving two back.
FOR MY CSI:NY AU
Don
Monroe’s been here for a month now, and her interest in Danny’s getting on my nerves. If it weren’t for the attitudes within the force, I’d push him against a wall and kiss him in front of her. Actually, if she continues ‘til the holidays, I’ll do it anyway.
Danny
Montana has taken the fact I gave her a nickname as a sign that I’m interested. She didn’t notice Stella’s suggestion about arranging a set date night with my lover at all! And this is the woman aiming for the detective exam soon… What’s the force coming to?
Stella
Lindsey, Lindsey, Lindsey. I really should take her out for a “girls’ night” and explain stuff, but I’m sorry to say, it’s too amusing to stop her. I don’t know how many times I’ve gone to the supply closet right before I take off for lunch and found Don and Danny making out. How can she not notice?
Mac
I’m surprised Danny hasn’t reported sexual harassment, with how many times I’ve seen him narrowly escaping Monroe’s clutches. If it weren’t giving Stel such a great source of amusement, I’d call Danny in and ask him how things are going, and whether he’d like me to have a word with her.
FOR MY ‘ACCEPTED EARLY’ HP AU
I woke up this morning to sticky sheets for the first time. You cannot believe how weird it was to walk in on my dorm-mates wanking when I was barely out of single digits. Thankfully, Ravenclaw NEWTs-prep students have single rooms, so that wasn’t an issue last year. What a lifesaver, as Bobby’s girlfriend is a tart, to the point that we woke up most mornings 5th year with her there, even if they’ve been told that it’s dangerous to her powers.
Anyway, back to my morning trauma. I turned 14 last week, and supposedly I was overdue for this benchmark, according to all those books I got to prepare for medical college. The worst part isn’t the concept of hiding the condition of the sheets from Mandy until I do the wash (it’s my week), it’s the fact that the parts of the dream I remember are about licking ‘Ric all over. Ah, damn it! It’s back! Time for a cold shower.
FOR MY HP/X-MEN XOVER
I’ve been in the past for almost 2 weeks now, and by all appearances, I’m settled in. Inside, I’m a gibbering wreck. I left Mione and Ron alone in a war zone, and I can’t find out what’s happened for 12 years. Therefore, I’m starting a journal to document the intervening time. The first portion, after this introductory entry, will be dossiers and other accounts of the way things stood when I inadvertently left.
It’s not that I don’t appreciate the opportunity to get all my qualifications done without having to worry about Tom, I just…I’m scared. When, or if, I go back, I’ll be 29, older than Tonks, and only a few months younger than Bill, I think. If I return to the UK, I’ll have to completely restructure my social network (someone at the diner I went to between AP tests used that phrase, neat, huh?). I’ve always been pretty insular, so letting people get used to a Harry Potter who is over a decade older than he was, seemingly, less than a week before, will be difficult, I assume. Enough whining…Save that for later, Potter! Wow, I sound schizophrenic…
FOR HP-HK NARUTO/HP XOVER
Both were panting after an evening of snogging, which had started off badly when Hatori knocked off the headband, causing Kakashi to faint mid-kiss. This led to Hatori conjuring a pirate-style patch in his pocket for him, preventing similar mishaps.
“You do realize that you are the first person other than a healer who has seen my face in almost 15 years, right?”
“It’s a good thing you have a decent sunblock, then, otherwise you would look really funny.”
Poking his lover in the stomach, he huffed, “I tell you something serious, and that’s what you chose to say?”
“Yep. And it’s true. It’s a good thing I found that minor wind-knife jutsu that gives a close-shave, or you’d have a beard trailing out of that mask.”
Giving up on making his young lover act seriously, Kakashi let his head fall back onto the back of the couch, making a loud thunk. Wincing, he mock-pouted, making Hatori prod the developing goose-egg, leaving it unhealed but for a kiss.
FOR HP-HK NARUTO/HP XOVER
Hatori realized that he had once again reached the spring before his 19th birthday. This milestone got him thinking about his old life. He knew he was worrying Kashi-koi, but he was feeling guilty. Finally, he got up the nerve to tell Kakashi. He knew that soon they would be bonded enough that they could start sharing dreams, and he didn’t want it to come as a surprise.
“Kashi-koi, I have something to tell you. Come sit with me.”
Once they were settled, he told him about waking up at Obasan Zebu’s, and then started with his previous life-story. When he was finished, he waited for Kashi to yell at him, or something. After a minute or two, he saw Kashi’s visible eye crinkle in laughter.
“I thought you were a good kisser for a twelve-year-old! You had prior experience!”
“That’s your response? You find out I technically am 34, and all you can comment on is our first kiss being too good for a novice?”
Knowing from vast experience that if he let Hatori rant, he was in for a headache from yelling or a blow to the head, Kakashi kissed him to shut him up. It led to a rather steamy interlude, then a discussion of the wisdom of the security measures in place for the next chunin exams. They always had interesting pillow talk.
FOR HP-HK NARUTO/HP XOVER
It was February again, and Hatori had just gotten back from a mission to Sand village to see if similar actions could be taken on Gaara’s flawed seal as on Sasuke’s. Thankfully, Kakashi was in the village for a while after he fell out of a tree due to Sharingan overuse. He was out of the hospital, but he was confined to the village for another two weeks.
Upon Hatori’s report to Tsunade, she granted him a week off, mostly to keep Kakashi from driving people crazy, but Iruka and Sakura had told her that Kakashi and Hatori’s 10-year anniversary was soon, so she decided to be nice.
The Jonin threw another party, partially to celebrate their anniversary, but it also was to celebrate the newest members of their fellowship, the Chunin that distinguished themselves in the invasion and had finally finished the Jonin testing a few weeks before. The village was lucky the next morning that there were enough Chunin in ANBU that the gates weren’t left unattended.
Hatori and Kakashi weren’t seen after that evening for almost 4 days. This was cause for many chuckles amongst their peers. //We know that Kakashi’s almost healed if he can pull off that feat.//
DPS AU
Todd and I were in our study doing paperwork, when the doorbell rang. I got up to answer the door, expecting it to be Ms. Hunter from next door dropping off mis-delivered mail. Instead it was Tony standing there, wringing his hands.
“What’s wrong, Tony? Come on in.”
“Tony, you’ve been crying. What’s bothering you?”
The two of us sat on the couch and Tony took the arm chair next to it. After another few minutes of hand-wringing, he finally spoke.
“I didn’t do this because you’d do it, believe me, it’s…Uncle Neil, Uncle Todd, I met someone. Rob’s wonderful…and sweet…and we’ve been pseudo-dating without meaning to since the school year started.”
We sat there shocked for a moment, before Tony looked like he was going to explode from the tension. Todd went to sit on the arm of Tony’s chair, pulling him into a sideways hug, which Tony responded to with a huge sigh of relief and a few tears.
“We wish you could love as society could find appropriate, just to spare you pain, but who are we to say that? He makes you happy?” I ask.
He nods, a smile returning.
“Do you want me to ask him to join us for a day or two over Christmas break? His family lives in Camden, so it’s a pretty short train ride.”
An hour later, Tony was on his way back to campus and we’d given up on the paperwork, deciding that our evening was better spent thinking about a theme for Todd’s next anthology of poems, snuggling in front of the fireplace.
TEDDY’S 1st LETTER HOME
Dear Uncle Harry,
I got into Gryffindor, though the Hat said he considered Hufflepuff. When I told someone that on the walk up to the Commons, they laughed, saying I’m on the verge of useless then. Mary Finnegan, the prefect, stopped us from fighting, taking me to walk with her. I did call back reminding him of Mum’s and Cedric’s house.
Then at breakfast, one of the Notts, I can never tell them apart, made a rag about Dad. Of course, I lost control of my shifting, and ended up with my original amber eyes and longer canines, which just gave him more ammunition. Professor Jordan stepped in, taking me to his office. He said he wouldn't give me detention yet, as I didn't do anything but glare, but this did serve as a warning.
What should I do? I don't like people insulting Mum and Dad, but all I have are the stories you and Grandma tell me. Maybe if I go for normal hair colors for a while, so I'm not as noticeable? I mean, I'm the only one in my year who had any clue more than a month ago about Hogwart's and no Aunty Mione clones. Not that I think Muggle-raised are lower, I just noticed that this week at least, I'm the only little Lion who can hold their wand correctly.
Are you sure I can't have you and Aunty Mione tutor me, and then come back when Vicky starts?
Love, Teddy