Another writing meme!

[fickle]

Comment with a fandom or pairing you'd like me to write a drabble about. To give this a bit of a twist, also include a song lyric for inspiration.

For example:

Yami no Bakura/Yami no Malik, "I'm killing time on Valentine/waiting for the day to end/change your taste in men."

or

Animorphs, "I don't wanna say, "diiiie motherfucker!/But I wouldn't mind if you did/Sometimes even the nice girl's ego has to override the id?"

Again, repost only if you want to. ^_~

And a random list of some fandoms I'm into at the moment in alphabetical order: Animorphs, Archie Comics (Nostalgia kick, SHUT UP) Batman/DC, Bruno and Boots, Chrestomanci, Gravitation, Harry Potter, Naruto, Othello (the manga, seriously), Pokemon, Sailor Moon season R (please ask me for fic with Prince Diamond or Prince Sapphire or both, please), Yu-Gi-Oh, William Brown books.

Taken from ryuutchi, who is now on my flist!

Comments

[shantih.livejournal.com]

Your mission, should you choose to accept it:

Sirius Black/ Homsar.

"I never did believe in the ways of magic, / But I'm beginning to wonder why." -- Fleetwood Mac, You Make Loving Fun (http://www.lyricsdir.com/fleetwood-mac-you-make-loving-fun-lyrics.html)

I am going to the special hell.

[fickle-goddess.livejournal.com]

Sirius is strangely fascinated by Homsar's hat. And Homsar's mode of speech. And Homsar's softness.

It's something like what a mother should be. Soft. And incomprehensible.

Mrs. Black was sadly all too comprehensible. Idiotic, ranting and a prejudiced bitch, but comprehensible.

Sirius likes the fact that he's not completely sure what Homsar's saying. It lets him pretend that Homsar's saying what Sirius wants to hear, and that varies from day to day.

So he chases Homsar's hat around the room once he's lost at Candy Mountain, listens to the creature's tone instead of his words and once he catches the hat, pats it until Homsar's speech becomes even more garbled than usual.

[toujours-sirius.livejournal.com]

Actually, it wasn't Candy Mountain. That one didn't really seem to do it for either of us. No, it was Parcheesi. Homsar is so bloody fucking good at that one. *swallows hard*

[fickle-goddess.livejournal.com]

...Parcheesi? Right. I'll bear that in mind if I ever chronicle your further adventures.

Anything else I should know, for accuracy's sake, of course?

[toujours-sirius.livejournal.com]

Just Jenga.

[fickle-goddess.livejournal.com]

Ow. Will & Grace flashback. Why aren't they at HH yet?

[miss-sophia.livejournal.com]

We need Jack and Karen!

(I'm Sirius-mun, in case you didn't know. He can't quite speak to Will and Grace, as he's currently living in 1998, and that show hasn't debuted yet. ;) )

[fickle-goddess.livejournal.com]

Oh man. Karen would be awesome if she didn't get stuck in Bitchiwitch! And Rosario! Because you can't have Karen without Rosario.

(Hello there. And awww, poor deprived man!)

[homsarhomsar.livejournal.com]

DaaaAAAAaaaAAAAaaaAAAA! I really shanked his Jengaship!

[fickle-goddess.livejournal.com]

I hope you realize you terrify me. XD

[homsarhomsar.livejournal.com]

I'm just a friendly reminder! Kashoooooooooo! Ex-deeeeeeeeeeeeee!

[fickle-goddess.livejournal.com]

...Reminder of what?

[homsarhomsar.livejournal.com]

I was raised by a cup of coffee!

[fickle-goddess.livejournal.com]

That must have been, um, interesting. What kind of coffee?

[homsarhomsar.livejournal.com]

I'm good to the last drop! Kashooooooooooooo!