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sylph_fics) wrote2007-10-22 07:03 pm
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Drabble post, more as i get them
Title: Baja thoughts
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Continuity: Immediately post movie.
Disclaimer: no idea who owns them--oh. Dom says no-one owns him. I don't really disagree.
Written for
merfilly for the Drabble meme
He should hate him.
That blond-haired, Arizona (was he?), too pretty boy'd played him like it was easy. Fed him a line from those damn big blue eyes--and he'd bought it despite Vince's warnings. He'd poured more of himself out into those eyes than anyone but Letty'd ever gotten--and he'd been a damn cop, a traitor, the whole time.
So the only thing he should feel for BrianSpilner O'Connor is hate, right? Then why, hiding out in Baja, can't he get his mind off worrying if he made it out of that okay?
//Because he saved you.//
Title: Knowing enough
Rating: G
Word count: 100
Continuity: ..um, post series
Disclaimer: Sunrise and Bandai own the rights to them.
written for
wachey for the Drabble meme
Sometimes, when Trowa looks at Quatre, he doesn't know how it happened. He's no-one, No Name, whatever he needs to be... What about him had caught Quatre's attention? Someone so caring and honest; hard but true, pure... It makes no sense to him.
He doesn't even know who he is. What he is is a killer, spy, worse. Why does Quatre--
His body's tension--or his thoughts, he's never sure--wakes Quatre, and pale blue eyes open worriedly. "Stop, love... I know you."
//I don't...//
Quatre just kisses him gently. "You're everything I need, Trowa. Just the way you are."
Title: Falling... and caught
Rating: PG
Word count: 100
Continuity: Current canon
Disclaimer: DC owns them, more's the damn pity
Written for
greeneyelove for the Drabble meme
Roy was always safety to him. A main-stay of the only net he ever needed to go as high as he could fly... but one person can't hold a net made by four, no matter how hard they try. Maybe they hadn't been the net as much as the other swing, with Roy's hands to catch him.
Losing them, terrified of losing anyone else, he'd fallen harder than he ever had. Without his partner--without the line he'd cut--he was still falling.
Until the night his partner was leaning in a hospital doorway, glaring. "Stop this. Come home."
"...yes."
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Continuity: Immediately post movie.
Disclaimer: no idea who owns them--oh. Dom says no-one owns him. I don't really disagree.
Written for
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He should hate him.
That blond-haired, Arizona (was he?), too pretty boy'd played him like it was easy. Fed him a line from those damn big blue eyes--and he'd bought it despite Vince's warnings. He'd poured more of himself out into those eyes than anyone but Letty'd ever gotten--and he'd been a damn cop, a traitor, the whole time.
So the only thing he should feel for Brian
//Because he saved you.//
Title: Knowing enough
Rating: G
Word count: 100
Continuity: ..um, post series
Disclaimer: Sunrise and Bandai own the rights to them.
written for
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Sometimes, when Trowa looks at Quatre, he doesn't know how it happened. He's no-one, No Name, whatever he needs to be... What about him had caught Quatre's attention? Someone so caring and honest; hard but true, pure... It makes no sense to him.
He doesn't even know who he is. What he is is a killer, spy, worse. Why does Quatre--
His body's tension--or his thoughts, he's never sure--wakes Quatre, and pale blue eyes open worriedly. "Stop, love... I know you."
//I don't...//
Quatre just kisses him gently. "You're everything I need, Trowa. Just the way you are."
Title: Falling... and caught
Rating: PG
Word count: 100
Continuity: Current canon
Disclaimer: DC owns them, more's the damn pity
Written for
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Roy was always safety to him. A main-stay of the only net he ever needed to go as high as he could fly... but one person can't hold a net made by four, no matter how hard they try. Maybe they hadn't been the net as much as the other swing, with Roy's hands to catch him.
Losing them, terrified of losing anyone else, he'd fallen harder than he ever had. Without his partner--without the line he'd cut--he was still falling.
Until the night his partner was leaning in a hospital doorway, glaring. "Stop this. Come home."
"...yes."
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Sorry I got him riled up though...or maybe not.
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He can be a difficult one, and yes, he is riled, now.
...He and Slade need to NEVER, EVER meet.
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If I were a kitten I'd be purring.
Filly is right. This DOES sound exactly like Dom. :)
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*immensely pleased and purring herself*
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Oh I love that 1X3 icon.
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And "poor Trowa" puts it very nicely. They're my OTP for each other, but sometimes he just doesn't understand why Quatre loves him.
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I love your insight into Roy/Dick. This was perfectly them and I love it. Thank you so much!
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Roy/Dick is so...I don't have the words but if I did they'd be it.
In a good way of course.
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And yes, yes they are.