paraboobizarre
08 December 2012 @ 11:19 am
Title: Oh Woe Be Unto You, Dean Winchester
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: none
Rating: G

This was a cold spot, which could only mean one thing: Ghost. )
 
 
paraboobizarre
03 December 2012 @ 11:18 am
Title: #3 or: No Cold Toes Allowed
Fandom: McFly
Pairing: Dougie/Harry
Rating: G

I can' believe the central heating's broke!” Dougie mutters. Everything was fine yesterday but when he woke up today the bedroom felt a walk-in cooler.
At least it's still warm under the blankets. Dougie pokes a toe out from under the sheets and shudders. He will never get up. Ever.
There's a noise in the hall, a door slamming shut. Seconds later Harry sprints round the corner, hightailing it towards the bed, two mugs in his hands, toast between his teeth.
Dougie hogs the blanket protectively.
“Nuh-uh, you're cold now. No cold toes allowed, mister.”
“Pwease, na coh!” Harry pleads.
 
 
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paraboobizarre
01 December 2012 @ 09:30 am
Drabble #1
Fandom: Merlin

Wonders never ceased! Merlin couldn't stop looking from the small package in his hand back to Arthur, who stood in front of him grinning in...well, in his usual smug fashion. But still, Christmas present! From Arthur!Who had obviously taken five minutes out of his busy schedule of sleeping in, stuffing himself and riding aimlessly through the woods to think of a present for his lowly servant. Yay!
“Come on, open it!” Arthur goaded him.
Merlin ripped off the string and unwrapped the paper to reveal...
“A new cloth for shining my armor!” Arthur grinned. “Merry Christmas!”
Yay...


x-posted to [community profile] adventdrabbles
 
 
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paraboobizarre
27 January 2011 @ 09:43 pm
So, remember my sorry try at participating at the [livejournal.com profile] adventdrabbles?
Wasn't all that glorious, right?

Anyways, I was clearing my desk today and stumbled over my fic book where I had jotted down ideas for drabbles that ended up never being written.
I had two hours of free time, so I thought what the hell and finished the prompts I had written for myself.

Here goes:

Sasquatch in a pear tree, Dougie the Grinch et al. - Supernatural, Buffy and McFly Advent Drabbles )

It's totally late, I know but looking over my notes some of these were just too cute to go to waste.
Hope you enjoy them, even if you're not feeling extra seasonal right now ;)
 
 
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paraboobizarre
07 December 2010 @ 08:45 am
Title: Granny's As Good As Dead
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: none
Rating: G

Dean hasn't felt so much like a nanny since Sam was little. Back then Sam would get into trouble trying to behave like an adult; getting his hands on Dad's guns, sneaking after them to a hunt. Now it's Sam trying to act like he has a soul that keeps Dean occupied, all those simple choices that make Sam trip up because he doesn't know, he weighs advantages instead; running over granny while she's crossing the street and he's in a hurry to get to three younger people who need him. Three against one, the odds are stacked against grandma...



Title: Things You Do At Christmas
Fandom: TH
Pairing: none
Rating: G

Certain things go hand in hand with Christmas. Like messing around in the kitchen, trying to make cookies from scratch till it looks like someone set off a bomb. Giving up and getting pre-made cookie dough, only half of which will actually see the inside of the oven, the other half having been eaten by Bill before. Drinking cocoa and watching the Muppets Christmas Carol, tolerating each other's decorating whims and fooling around with the dogs in the snow. In LA there's no snow, just rain and it couldn't feel less like Christmas to Tom but he doesn't say anything.
 
 
paraboobizarre
05 December 2010 @ 10:46 pm
Title: Perverse Decorating Urges
Fandom: McFly
Pairing: Tom/Harry
Rating: G

For [livejournal.com profile] ma_chelle

Marvin's rolled up into a fluffy ball on the couch, so fast asleep he doesn't even twitch when Tom inches closer, red satin band in hand.
“Mate, you've got perverse decorating urges,” Harry's voice comes suddenly, making Tom jump. Marvin is off the couch, out of the room, faster than lightning. So damn close!
“Now that Marvin's gone, I could think of somebody else to put this on,” Tom quips, dangling the red band.
“Hey, if it'll make you feel better,” Harry shrugs, pulling the zipper of his pants down, “you sure it's long enough, though?”
 
 
paraboobizarre
04 December 2010 @ 06:54 pm
Title: First Christmas AM
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Pairing: none
Rating: G


It's their first Christmas AM and everything just feels wrong. AM – after mum, is how she's dating important events now. Dawn's first birthday AM – a farce compared to Dawn's last one WM (with mum); first Thanksgiving AM, first Fourth of July AM – and it never feels the same. It feels less. Empty.
On the table there's red satin band, baubles and a too fake looking wreath and for the last hour, Buffy's been trying to get the bow tied just so and the baubles to hang nicely. No dice. Instead it all feels like no Christmas AM.
 
 
paraboobizarre
03 December 2010 @ 03:04 pm
Title: The Source
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: none
Rating: G

The Source )
 
 
 
paraboobizarre
01 December 2010 @ 10:22 am
Title: Early Christmas Present
Fandom: TH
Pairing: Bill/Tom
Rating: G

Early Christmas Present )

Wow, first drabble - I thought I'd post them on here as well since I've always had the fanfic on here as well, so there you go: spam ;)
 
 
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paraboobizarre
25 June 2010 @ 02:58 pm
Title: Drabbles
Author: [livejournal.com profile] paraboobizarre
Pairing(s): Bill/Tom (mostly ;)
Rating: PG - R
Disclaimer: not mine, never happened.
Warnings: none whatsoever
Summary: four drabbles, all of them more or less concerned with sex
Author's notes: I haven't written anything in a long time, so I'm pretty psyched about these haha


one, two, three, four )
 
 
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paraboobizarre
19 June 2009 @ 05:41 pm
Author: [livejournal.com profile] paraboobizarre
Challenge: #10 (Tom's teddy)
Word Count: 100
Pairing: BillxTom (implied)
Rating: G

Tom's Teddy... )

originally posted at [livejournal.com profile] th100 : )
 
 
paraboobizarre
12 May 2009 @ 10:08 pm
Drabble for the Musical Chairs challenge over at [livejournal.com profile] th100 which I discovered thanks to [livejournal.com profile] strssna *hugs*


They come and go, come and go, there's never a vacant seat next to him. Words wash over him in time with the syncopated beat of the music, fading into a curtain of white noise. Blah blah blah. His neighbor leaves, someone else immediately taking his place. You look simply fabulous blah blah blah; it comes with fingers on his back, making him bristle – the way soft darkness invites intimacy from strangers. Soon they're gone and Bill takes a breather.
“You do look fabulous tonight,” comes a soft rumble from behind him, making him smile for real.
 
 
paraboobizarre
The Drabble of Soft-Bellied Bill

It's soft and flat but for a little sweep where it curves down, a tiny round, shadows marking where it flattens into the firm muscles. The skin's soft, like silk, and moves with his touch, unless Bill sucks in his stomach but he hardly ever does anymore. The side of his face pressed against that soft belly Tom's whole world moves with the rhythm of Bill's breath, warm skin, velvety against his cheek; closing his eyes, laying one palm flat on that tiny swell, moulding it against his hand, Tom falls asleep to the light gurgling of that soft pillow.


Written some time ago for [personal profile] emseviltwin since we both share an obsession for Bill's belly and it was just too cute not to share it with the rest of my flist :)
 
 
Current Music: The Mysterious Affair at Styles (audiobook) - Agatha Christie
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Current Location: home
 
 
paraboobizarre
18 April 2008 @ 08:10 am
A little drabble for [profile] mnschoen because I seriously lag behind on the fic front as far as she's concerned XD

(Writing exactly a 100 words has never been this hard LOL)

Maybe it's a bad idea but his back feels cold, the brushing of the comforter, that heavy softness against his cheek reminding him of something he's missing. Someone. Tucked safely under covers right in the bunk below, where it's all smothering heat and winding limbs, sleepy sighs as he wraps around a body that's all hard edges and soft, promising shadows, caramel skin, soapy scent. Slipping one storey down, where matted hair spills over pillows, he crawls in, spoons up against bare skin. It's a mumbled 'Georg', a sleepy whining sound, covers whispering as they huddle close and fall asleep.
 
 
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Current Location: at my computer, drinking coffee
Current Mood: awake
 
 
paraboobizarre
31 March 2008 @ 11:11 pm
Title: Sense Drabbles
Author:
[livejournal.com profile] paraboobizarre
Pairing(s): BillxTom
Rating:
PG
Disclaimer:
The characters used herein are fictional representations of real people and the actions and situations contained in the fics are no reflection on the real people on which they are based. All characters engaging in sexual acts of any kind are over 18 years of age. I do not believe anything of this ever happened, nor that it should and I do not make any money of this. It's fiction.
Warnings: none
Summary: One drabble for each sense, smell, taste, sight, hear and touch
Author's notes:
It started with the smell drabble, mainly because the last thing is true for a very good friend of mine and I somehow felt compelled to write that down. The other four senses kinda snuck up on me :)

Five Senses )
 
 
paraboobizarre
08 November 2007 @ 02:40 am
Author: [personal profile] paraboobizarre
Title:
Tour de Force
Pairing: BillxTom
Rating: Duh...it's suggestive, rather so...so how do I rate that? R, maybe?
Disclaimer: The characters used herein are fictional representations of real people and the actions and situations contained in the fics are no reflection on the real people on which they are based. All characters engaging in sexual acts of any kind are over 18 years of age. I do not believe anything of this ever happened, nor that it should and I do not make any money of this. It's fiction.
Summary: It's a drabble.
AN: Damn my sleeping patterns...I slept too much over the day and now I realized it's almost 3 am and I'm not tired, hence ze drabble.
I've never written one before, was actually quite a lot of fun.


 

Drabble Drabble Drabble )

 

 
 
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