So I promised I would finish this by puck drop, and I didn't, so YOU CAN BLAME ME FOR EVERYTHING OKAY?

It is the hockey! It is the Bruins slash! Andrew Ference/Vladimir Sobotka, 700 words.

( tattoo you )

Still not dead!

title: Verse Chorus Verse
re: Mick/Keith, marginally
words: 200
note: Quick short thing for aworldinside's prompt: Mick and Keith learning to write songs together.
never happened: don't sue!

( obviously beginning something )

title: Piano for Four Hands
re: Mick/Keith in a quiet sort of way.
words: 500
note: for aworldinside, with love, and with thanks to therealjae and allthingsholy
never happened: don't sue!
summary: You're halfway to the floor, and I'd love to let you lie there.

( Piano for Four Hands )

As it happens, I am not dead yet. Here are two Mick/Keith flavored drabbles to prove it.

300 words for equusregia, who requested a post-coital drabble a while back.

( along the twilight zone )

Samples from things I haven't finished, of which there are nauseatingly many. All titles are working titles, if I even have that much. All Stones, with one exception, which is at the very end.

Some Things You Do for Money (and Some You Do for Love)
[Mick, Keith, Barbados 1989]

Keith shrugs. It's one of his all-purpose, might-be-expressive-if- ( Read more... )

HA HA I RETURN VICTORIOUS OVER WRITER'S BLOCK.  Er, no, now it's going to come back and hit me.  Anyway.

title: Six Simple Machines
re: Keith, some Keith/Anita, etc.
words: 600
note: Title/concept from the lovely atrata.
never happened: don't sue!
summary: Six vaguely linked drabbles.  Everything else is fucking extraneous.

( six simple machines )

A bit of a departure from your regularly scheduled rock and/or roll.

title: Illumination (part one?)
re: Stephen Fry/Hugh Laurie, only, perfectly chaste and, in fact, decent.
words: 500
note: May eventually be part of a longer piece. For therealjae, that monster.
never happened: don't sue!
summary: "Well, that rather throws a different light on things, ( Read more... )

The setup: Mick Jagger Joins a New ABC Sitcom

The punchline:

Keith: Hey, you know what lacks any basic element of rock and roll?
Mick: ...You're going to tell me whether I say yes or no, right?
Keith: [solemnly] Sitcoms.
Mick: Ah.
Keith: Like the fuckin' Honeymooners or Danny fuckin' Thomas and that? They ain't even funny, man.
Mick: Keith, have ( Read more... )

mazily and I got in our Tardis and went back in time to record the following dialogue. Because we are the coolest people ever, anywhere, obviously. Wait. All of that was a lie. Anyway, on with the show.

Scene: A recording studio in Barbados.

Mick: Keith...your shirt is moving.
Keith: Nah. S'the kitten in my pocket.
Mick: ...
Keith: Look!
Mick: Aww! ( Read more... )

title: We Can Remember It For You Wholesale
re: Mick/Keith, adult.
note: May eventually be part of a longer piece. For atrata, for titles meme.
never happened: don't sue!
summary: Nobody thinks you're that fucking irresistible.

( Warsaw, April 1967 )