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rsadelleOkay, technically my birthday isn't until tomorrow and I'm not promising anything until Sunday, but that's not as catchy a title. I do have a three-day weekend, though, so leave me a prompt and I'll write you something by Sunday night! Lurkers are always welcome to leave prompts. I may drift from your prompt a bit.
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Date: 2010-12-31 05:46 pm (UTC)Prompt: Mike/Kevin, baking
Oatmeal Raisin (1/1)
Date: 2011-01-02 04:02 am (UTC)They compromised: instead of trying to get all three kids dressed and into the car on time, one of them would stay home with Tommy and Ada while the other one took Kat to kindergarten.
Mike lost the coin toss, so he's the one on the living room floor watching Tommy color and Ada chew on a set of plastic keys when Kevin gets back.
"Did she cry?"
"No." Kevin bends down to kiss Mike and brush his hand over Ada's hair.
"Did you?"
Kevin stands up quickly and goes to the kitchen. "Not much."
Mike grins to himself.
"Mike," Kevin calls, "why is there butter on the counter?"
"It's softening," Mike calls back.
"What for?" Kevin stands in the doorway, and they both watch while Tommy hands a piece of paper to Ada. She stuffs a corner of it into her mouth.
Mike busies himself with taking the paper away and giving Ada one of the other toys she can chew on. "My mom made oatmeal cookies on the first day of school every year."
Ada gives up on the rubber teether and grasps at the keys. Mike jingles them a little before he hands them over.
"When I called her for the recipe, she said she started doing it when I went to kindergarten because she needed something to do while she was waiting for it to be time to pick me up."
Mike looks up. Kevin's smiling down at him and the kids. "Can I help?"
Mike stands and picks up Ada so she can sit in the high chair in the kitchen where they can keep an eye on her. "Yeah."
Re: Oatmeal Raisin (1/1)
Date: 2011-01-02 05:01 pm (UTC)Thank you!
Re: Oatmeal Raisin (1/1)
Date: 2011-01-02 05:07 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-12-31 06:12 pm (UTC)And moar Empires cuddling would be ace. XD LOLOL PREDICTABLE, I KNOW.
Uhhh. Gabe/Carden, 'well fuck you too'.
Annnddd. Mike/Bill - deja vu.
:-D
Going the Same Place (1/1)
Date: 2011-01-03 04:29 am (UTC)"Well fuck you too!" Gabe snapped his phone shut and kicked the wall. Motherfucking assholes.
"Problem?" Mike Carden was leaning against a wall, one leg bent at the knee, sole of his foot on the wall, cigarette in one hand and a beer in the other.
"My fucking band. They took off without me." Gabe wavered, but didn't ask if he could have some of the beer. Everything was falling apart around him, but he was still hanging on to at least some of his ideals.
"We're going the same place. We can give you a ride."
"You sure your band won't mind?"
"Dude," Mike said with a grin, "you're Gabe Saporta of Midtown. Bill wants to have your babies."
Gabe leaned on the wall next to him. "That why he can barely finish a sentence?"
"He stutters." Mike peered at him in the gloom of the streetlights. "Probably doesn't want you to know."
"And you? I don't think I've ever heard you say more than two words at a time."
Mike lifted his beer to his mouth before answering. "We've only been on tour for a week. Haven't had that much to say."
"That mean you don't want to have my babies?"
Mike laughed, then coughed and dropped his cigarette onto the ground. "I never said that. Come on, or they'll leave without us too and then you'll be shit out of luck."
Re: Going the Same Place (1/1)
Date: 2011-01-03 04:41 am (UTC)♥___♥
I now accept this as Canon.
This is lovely, heeee!
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Date: 2011-01-03 03:39 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-01-01 01:44 am (UTC)girl!Tom/werewolf!Sean 2 (1/2)
Date: 2011-01-03 04:36 am (UTC)"Dude, it's Max. Chill."
On the full moon after they run into Mike and Bill, Sean can't settle. He paces the apartment, back and forth, while Tom sits cross-legged on the couch with a guitar in her lap, beautiful as always and playing softly.
Only the fact that he has to be there to protect Tom keeps him from jumping through the window, racing down the fire escape, and finding Mike. He wants to hurt Mike the way Mike hurt Tom.
It's harder, on the nights of the full moon, to retain the human thought processes, human modes of operation.
"You know nothing's going to happen," Tom says over the sound of the guitar. "You gotta chill, man."
Sean stops pacing and watches her cock her head and look at him. Her hair falls over her shoulder.
"It's too bad you can't smoke up." After a moment where she plays the beginning of "All Night Long," she adds, "And that we're out of weed."
She switches chords, softer, softer, plays him "Spit the Dark." She puts the guitar down when she gets to the end. "Come," she says. "Come here."
Sean drops his head. He'll do anything she wants when she asks like that. He slinks across the room, hops onto the couch, and drops his head into her lap. He breathes in the soft girlsmell of her. She's pack, but not a wolf. (Not his mate. Not, his human side reminds the wolf.) He can't nuzzle into her skin the way he wants to.
"You're not going to be a macho douchebag in the morning, are you?"
Sean's human side flashes into control and he both barks a laugh and whines in apology.
Tom's hands stroke through his fur, scratch behind his ears. This is better. This is how he usually spends the nights of the full moon.
He tips his head up to dislodge one of her hands. She holds it out to him, open, like you would with a child or a dog to show there's nothing there. Sean licks across the inside of her wrist, as much of a taste as he dares to take.
She looks at it, then starts petting him again. "I don't know why people think I'm the weird one in this band."
girl!Tom/werewolf!Sean 2 (2/2)
Date: 2011-01-03 04:37 am (UTC)He won't sleep longer. Part of being a wolf is that he has more energy on the full moon, and if he sleeps then, he won't sleep now. He gets dressed and makes a pot of coffee.
When he hears Tom's breath change, he throws two waffles in the toaster and pours a second cup of coffee. With both mugs in one hand and the plate in the other, he kicks at the bottom of her door.
"Yeah, come in."
He gives her the coffee and puts the plate on the nightstand.
She scrunches up her face in a look he usually only sees in photographs.
"I'll make you eggs, too, if you want."
Her face abruptly smoothes out. Sean tries not to see the way her hair, mussed by sleep, floats around her face, the way she's the most beautiful thing in his day.
"I get it." She waves her coffee cup between them. "You wolf, me pack."
He almost tells her, says instead, "You're your own person," and stamps down the wolf inside him that says otherwise.
"Mmmhmm." She puts the coffee down on the bed, probably drunk down low enough she won't spill it everywhere, and picks up the plate. "I want my eggs over easy."
"I'm not sure we have eggs," Sean admits.
"Bad planning." Tom licks syrup from where she's managed to stick her fingers in it.
Sean's eyes follow the path her tongue makes. "I'll buy you some if we don't."
She shrugs. "You don't have to." She shoves at his shoulder with the hand she was just licking. It's not as good as a real mark, but any wolf who gets near him today will know it's her scent on him. "Just don't be a douchebag when you don't have to."
Sean just nods, because he can't promise her that and won't say things he doesn't mean.
Re: girl!Tom/werewolf!Sean 2 (2/2)
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Date: 2011-02-07 04:30 am (UTC)Honestly, I hadn't even thought about his licking of her as a mark. I was too focused on him tasting her. Good catch of detail I didn't even notice!
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Date: 2011-01-01 02:58 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-01-02 04:05 am (UTC)(no subject)
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