meme!

[sharpestscalpel]

Tell me about a story I haven't written, and I'll give you between one and three sentences from that story.

The regular fandoms, etc.

I can do this one from my phone! Because I am still in meetings. Ugh. Life.

(Life is pretty awesome, actually.)

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[yeomanrand]

The story where John Watson is a dragon.

[sharpestscalpel]

John, Sherlock manages to think in the midst of the battle, is surprisingly powerful for being such a little dragon - though, upon further consideration, it shouldn't be a shock; John has survived on his own for a very long time. John's wings are pewter and bronze and gold and Sherlock is shocked by how distracted he is - he wrenches his attention back to the mage on the hill and casts his spell.

[yeomanrand]

Eee, lovely. :)

[sharpestscalpel]

John is splashing in the river. The water is hissing and steaming and Sherlock would feel bad for any resident fish if he were the sort to feel bad about that sort of thing; Sherlock is not that sort of person so he simply waits for John to finish his angry little bath.

[yeomanrand]

Oh, and another, just because:

The one where Erik and Charles have their powers swapped (machine, villain, rhubarbium, you weren't clear)

[sharpestscalpel]

Erik projects in all caps; Raven doesn't have the heart to tell Erik he doesn't have to shout - he's traded powers with an immeasurably powered telepath and they can all hear him. They can ALL hear him. Erik doesn't listen in - he has to concentrate on that - but he projects without consideration. And Erik, Raven all but cries, thinks about sex a lot.

[yeomanrand]

Oh, poor Raven.

[sharpestscalpel]

Charles would laugh but every time he does, all the metal in the room rattles alarmingly. He has been privy to Erik's thoughts long enough to be used to the constant jumble of paranoid survival scenarios and sexual interest - the painful thing is that Erik is far more likely to give free rein to his disaster planning instead of his fantasies. Erik is a master of self-denial and sublimated desires.

[professor]

The one where Charles gives Erik a pedicure.

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Janos is staring at Erik's feet - at his toes, really, and the dark purple nail polish on his toe nails. Erik blushes, high on his cheek bones, at the memory of Charles applying the color with careful attention and kisses to Erik's ankles.

”Are we playing video games or what?” Erik prods Janos with a pointy elbow to the ribs. They're drinking and gaming to distract Janos from the break up, not talking about Erik's grooming choices.

[professor]

WOOO!!! Hot. *fans self*

[sharpestscalpel]

I just can't leave them alone, I swear.

[pearl_o]

The one where Charles is lost in the woods in a storm and comes across Erik's cottage.

[sharpestscalpel]

The fire is warm and, for more time than he can possibly count, Charles hunches in front of it, drying out and soaking the heat and safety of it into his half-drowned bones. He comes back to himself a limb at a time, one muscle group after another, until he realizes that his red-haired savior has left a bowl of soup beside him. Charles wants to look around and offer a grateful smile if nothing else - but instead he falls to eating with a desperation he's never felt before; Charles has never been so hungry and so lost and so cold.

[pearl_o]

:DDD!

[sharpestscalpel]

I think this Erik livres in the woods because he was exiled from a nearby kingdom (for being an asshole, probably). And Charles is a nobleman.