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Early V-day/anti V-Day drabble offer.

I'm tired and headachy in weird on-off bouts so instead posting this on V-Day proper, I'm giving myself a little extra time.

If you want a V-Day/anti V-Day drabble, comment here with the fandom/pairing/prompt. Flavors are make up, break up, and hook up. You have to say which you're choosing otherwise I will probably default to break up for the fun of writing many screaming arguments and assassination attempts. I'm sure there are people psycho enough to do that in my fandoms.

"You hired an ASSASSIN to go after me?! Couldn't you just have taken me out to dinner and dumped me in public like a normal person?!"
"You don't like normal people."
"You're trying to kill me! I don't like you anyway!"
"That's why we're breaking up."
"No, we're breaking up because you're a bastard."
"I thought that was what you liked about me."
"EXCEPT WHEN YOU'RE TRYING TO KILL ME."
"Don't be so loud."
"I thought that was what you liked about me."
"Except when you're trying to kill my eardrums."
"Ha. Ha. Ha. Rubber, glue. Pot, Kettle."
"Amusing, not amusing. Inteligent, unintelligent."
"Insult to injury much?"
"Why are you still alive?"
"Because I refuse to let you kill me and dump me both. My ego would never survive."
"It's not your ego you need to worry about."
"...What?"
"Duck."
"WHAT THE HELL?! DID SOMEONE JUST THROW A KNIFE AT ME?!"
"Yes. Now stop shouting."
"Why did you just save my life if you're trying to get me killed?"
"Because that's not the assassin I hired."
"Nobody except you gets to dispose of me?"
"Yes."
"Possessive bastard."
"Yes."

I'll write any pairing except thiefshipping, even if you want to get them broken up.

Random fandoms I know I'm into: Animorphs, Archie Comics, Batman/DC*, Batman Beyond, Bruno and Boots, Chrestomanci, Discworld, Good Omens, Gravitation, Gundam Wing, Harry Potter, Hercules (Disney), Mulan (Disney), Naruto, Othello (the manga), Petshop of Horrors, Pokemon, Sailor Moon season R, Smallville, Spiderman, Stick It, The Authority, The Charioteer, Utena, Yu-Gi-Oh, William Brown books.

*shaky. I can write for some chars but not for others and will tell you if your request looks unmanageable.

Oh, and make as many requests as you like. I'll try to fill at least one per person but feel free to make more or throw this link to anyone you want. Or repost the offer in your journal, I really don't mind.

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Ah, come on. I had to pull this one out xD Good Omens, CrowleyxAziraphale. Cause demonxangel is <3. And... hmm. Hook up, perhaps? ^^

"And now," Warlock pronounced solemnly, "You may kiss the bride!"

Crowley darted a panicked look at Aziraphale from under his sunglasses. This was all that blessed angel's fault. Couldn't just let the Antichrist grow up completely on his own, no. Had to drop by and do a little special babysitting every so often.

The demon didn't even know how it had gone from helping Warlock be more open-minded vis-a-vis gay marriage to actually taking part in a mock ceremony with Aziraphale. Children these days. Especially Antichrists!

"Well, go on." The child prodded them impatiently with the converted M-16 that he'd been holding for a sceptre (Crowley's idea, of course). "Kiss him!"

"Better do as he says, dear. He's got a gun." Aziraphale smiled serenely and tilted his face up at Crowley. Crowley refused to admit to being flustered in the face of ther angel's insulting calm, and ducked his head down to kiss Aziraphale.

Warlock laughed.

After a muttered oath, he managed to get the veil out of the way, and then kiss the angel. There! Now the angel was damned, and dirty, and impure, and-- and -- and--

Kissing him back quite enthusiastically.

Tearing his mouth away, eyes wide behind the sunglasses, Crowley rasped in shock, "Angel!"

Aziraphale failed to look in the least repentant, "Love is love, dear. I'm sure God won't mind."

Crowley had other arguments to make about sin and lust and making an effort but the application of a determined mouth to his caused him to lose not just the arguments but also the facility for speech.

Warlock watched for a bit, then wandered off, bored. Grown-ups were kind of weird.

PLEASE. I MUST HAVE YOUR BABIES.

*Loves*

God, take them! Anything to get out of babysitting! XD

*thrusts non-existent babies your way*

Pairing Burnard and Maney off Black Books XD. *huggles* Flavor aye? *wonderment* You choose. Can be makeup/breakup/hookup. As long as they don't end up in bed together its all good XD. Just something romantic and fun.

Sorry for not keeping to the fandom list but I'm not really... well... idono. Maybe I'd ask Gundom, Herculies, Sailor Moon or Utena, but I thought those two would be a perfect couple *hugs*.

If you don't want to thats okay too, I just remember you saying that you watched the series too XD.

Bernard, not Burnard :P And eeeek, Matt! XD I saw that show ages ago, I don't think that I can write for it. *doesn't remember enough or trust herself to characterize the chars properly* Uh. Have an original drabble instead?

~*~

He had the book bound in white leather, with the title embossed in gold. Each page was pre-aged to a creamy hue, and the text of the stories was a black that looked like it would never fade. Each poem was eggshell-fragile, words pieced together like rubies strung on a strand of gold, and together, they told of love in all its aspects.

When they broke up, she sold it for 2.3 million pounds.

She died a wealthy woman; he died a heartbroken man.

The original Drabble is awesome XD. Next time I'll ask for one of those if it comes up again *huggles*. Guess I'll have to go for an icon for the riddle then ^^ *loves*.

Since I have no idea what your fandoms are, I thought you'd appreciate an original one instead. XD And you can ask for a drabble for the riddle if you like, writing's easier than icons though icons are a bit more fun. ♥

If you write me a drabble then I'll save it in a special place and read it many times over. If you make me an icon then I'll love it and use it on posts. I'd love and cherish either, and yeah, I appreciate the original one *huggles*.

PS: Nice avatar XD

*is dead with amusement at the banter*

Okay. Because I've never seen this played out (or searched) Hades/Meg - make-up (because it just baffles my mind) with the prompt of Fire & Roses? :P

*snuggles you* I hope the headache goes away ;;

"My babe, my little Nutmeg, c'mon, just bat those eyes at your strongman boyfriend and get me out of here!" Hades had to calm himself by the end of the sentence, hands grasping on the side of the boat and refusing to let go.

Ignoring him, Meg continued to row on through the halls of the Underworld, which she had ended up ruling after Hades had been deposed. "Not a chance, Hades. I rule here, and you're staying in that river forever. Hercules has nothing to do with it."

She flipped her ponytail haughtily, "Besides, Wonder Boy's out of my life now."

Hades didn't miss the way her glance flickered downwards as she said that. Ah-hah. Opportunity beckoned to get out of this Zeus-forsaken river! "I told you he'd run off and break your heart. Meg, baby, you need to choose your men better!"

"I suppose you think you'd be an improvement." Meg's eyes flashed with fire as she held an oar as if considering whether to hit Hades with it.

"I wouldn't ditch you for any floozy and leave you ruling the Underworld on your own." Hades promised. The word of a god was inviolate.

"Still not impressed, Hades." Meg neared the shores, ready to end the conversation, "You lost the Underworld once already, and you lost me long ago. Get over it."

"Fine! Fine! But when the dead souls rise in revolt against you, don't come crying to me!" Hades snapped, hair flaring up again as he had to let go of the boat. He watched the slender columns of Meg's ankles as she stepped out onto the shore and walked away without a backwards glance.

She'd have to cross the river again eventually, and then Hades could give the whole kiss-and-makeup thing another try.

And once Meg agreed to let him rule the Underworld with him, he could kill her and rule alone! After all, he'd only said he wouldn't cheat on her. He'd never made any promises about murder.

Oh yeah, it was good to be a god. Even one floating in a river of undead.

LOVING it! *can totally hear/see it*

Whoo hoo! XDDD Glad it amused you. ♥

^___^ It did/does greatly~! ^-^!

I am indecisive. Thus, I offer options!

1. In light of my most recent addiction, Mac/PC--Apple ad versions--(or hell, P/A; I've just gotten that far in the story) ~~crashing~~ break up.

2. Remus/Lupin angsty break up. Temporary or not, it's up to you.

...Regarding your second option, did you really mean to ask for REMUS to break up with LUPIN?

Okay, so you probably didn't really mean to ask for Remus/Lupin angsty breakup but I couldn't resist writing it. Here you go. XDDDD Don't hate me for it. *will probably write your first request anyway as well*

~*~

Ever since his first transformation, the wolf had prowled around the edges of Remus' mind hungrily. Feed, it growled when it saw meat. Mate, it snarled when girls wearing certain scents (musky, inviting, the wolf didn't see any attraction in flowery or delicate perfumes) walked past. And most disturbingly of all was what it snarled whenever it saw Sirius with one of his many girlfriends -- Kill.

Remus thought of the wolf-mind as an 'it' because to call it 'him' would be to humanize it too much. Better to keep it as a scab or perhaps more accurately, a rash. An ugly rash, hive-like, that his clothes could cover up but that itched him all the time.

When he was told that there was an experimental cure for lycanthropy, he offered to test it instantly. Anything to get rid of that alien presence in his mind that gnawed at the corners of his thoughts like a dog with a bone that just wouldn't let go.

He drunk down the liquid, spent a week buckled down to a bed as his human body convulsed mindlessly -- and then didn't change when the full moon rolled past.

Remus woke up clear-eyed the morning after the full moon, and smiled up at his anxiously waiting friends. There was a general sigh of relief, then cheering.

The return to his normal life was easy. The wolf was quiet when the meat was laid out on the table and Remus considered becoming a vegetarian. Bellatrix leaned in just a little too close during Potions and all Remus felt was annoyance as she argued with Sirius.

Then she touched his cousin's arm (bloodtraitor), and smiled that Black smile, magic as dark as diseased blood, born of generations of inbreeding, and Remus felt the wolf inside awaken with an angry howl that made his blood run hot and his heart break open.

He passed out in the middle of Potions class, and when he woke, the wolf was there again in his mind as if it had never left. It did not greet him, or welcome its return, but Remus felt it look up at Sirius through his eyes and make a satisfied sound.

Even after Sirius left through the Veil, the wolf remained with Remus. The wolf would always remain with Remus.

... oh boy, hobbit needs sleep.

Let's try that again.

Remus/Sirius angst.

But that was the best typo I ever made. (The sad thing is, I didn't notice my typo until I read the drabble and was like "Wait..that's more Remus/Werewolf...OOHHH") I especially like the description of the Black smile. And how did you know I like jealous!Remus or jealous!Sirius? O:)

BTW, I think I may have out-geeked Linux/Alienware.

Potassium/Membrane/Potassium Ion Channel. I will NEVER be able to look at my research in the same way again.

Then there was Carbon/Nitrogen. Thankfully, we're not allowed to synthesize cyanide in lab...at least not in large quantities. But thinking back on all the syntheses in Orgo...oh, the possibilities!

HAH! Oh man, you so ought to write that. Just for the hell of being able to say that you have!

Fickle needs sleep too!

And okay, looks like I have a new request to add to the list to do today. XD

And yeah, that was way too much fun to write. I knew that you'd typoed, obviously, but after a while, a plotbunny sank its teeth into me and made me write Remus/Werewolf. I didn't know you liked them jealous but YAY for hitting something you liked. *shall bear that mind for the future*

Because you said I could ask for both >>

Stephen/River (make up)
Sirius/Homsar (hook up)

Gundam Wing, break up (something involving Relena)
Smallville, hook up (Lex/Mikhail Mxyzptlk)

*snickers* I stole, and totally twisted, your Lex/Mikhail idea. Hope it still amuses you since by now, it's total crack. XDDDD

~*~Mikhail burst into the Luthor mansion dramatically.

...Or, well, to be more accurate, he slunk in and surprised Lex, who'd been drinking a neat glass of Scotch. Lex promptly decided to fire his entire security staff for the fifth time that month. Good help was so hard to find these days.

He considered asking if Mikhail was there to kill him, as every other visitor to the mansion seemed to be, but decided that on the offchance that Mikhail wasn't, it probably wasn't a good idea to give him ideas. So Lex took another sip of Scotch and raised an eyebrow at Mikhail inquiringly.

Never let it be said that Luthors weren't cool in the face of danger.

"I," Mikhail conveniently announced, "Have my abilties returned."

That certainly took care of Lex's dilemna about how to non-suggestively phrase 'Well, hot Euro-trash. Are you here to kill me?'

"Indeed." When in doubt, resort to blank statements. Lex took another sip of Scotch. "Prove it."

Mikhail smirked, and commanded Lex with a beckoning gesture, "Come."

"..."

"..."

"Fine. I believe you." With the utmost dignity, Lex moved so that the desk was blocking Mikhail's view of his crotch and the small wet spot on the cloth of his trousers. "What do you want?"

Mikhail snapped out of his shock and started to negotiate. If he could get what he wanted from Lex, best not to mention that he'd actually just meant to command Lex to walk towards him.

...Maybe his powers weren't completely returned after all, but he'd be damned if he let Lex know that.

Oh, oh!
Please can I have a Gundam Wing Trowa/Quatre make up? Prompt of uhh...UV blocking sunglasses. XDD

Happy Valentine's Day. <3

Still sick like a dog.

Clark/Rion (no break up. But you could do a Wee!Valentine with mindwipe)

Lex/Devlin.

So sick in fact that I missed the flavours completely, first time around.

Clark/Rion ( Hook up. {WWW!Valentine w/ mind wipe } )

Lex/Devlin (Make Up)

And now for the Lex/Devlin!

~*~

The knock on the door made Lex frown. Clark didn't knock when he came over. The servants didn't enter without being summoned. He hadn't any appointments scheduled for now, and if it was his father, Lionel wouldn't have bothered knocking either.

Smallville had taught him caution; his hand came down to rest on the gun he had hidden in his jacket as he called out, "Come in."

The door swung open just a little, and Devlin poked his head in, eyes unsure and face half-hidden by the door, "Lex?"

Devlin had come back. And he didn't look angry, though the hesitance was new.

"Devlin. I take it you talked to Clark?" Lex's voice betrayed none of his relief that Devlin had returned. It was strange how different it felt to not have Devlin around because Devlin was angry as opposed to not having Devlin around because Devlin was off doing whatever he did.

"No." Devlin shook his head and stuck both hands in his pockets, coming fully into the room. He leaned against the wall and made no move to get any closer to Lex, tone careful, "I wanted to come see you first."

Lex set his pen down on the desk, and folded his hands over them. His question was simple, "Why?"

"Because," And here Devlin bit down on his lower lip as he made himself meet Lex's eyes, the green of them hurt but still somehow tender, "Even if you love Clark better, I'm still your brother."

As if that was the answer he'd expected, Lex nodded and told Devlin the truth. "It was a spell. We managed to reverse it eventually."

But not before Devlin had been unlucky enough to walk in on the two of them engaged in something quite similiar to what he'd walked in on Lex doing back when they were thirteen. Lex watched Devlin to see what his reaction to that would be.

Surprisingly, Devlin snickered, the corners of his mouth twisting upwards, "Wow. That sounds a lot better than 'I tripped and fell on his--'"

"Trouble, credit me with a little more ingenuity than that. If I were going to give you excuses, they'd be only the best available." Lex interrupted smoothly, waiting still for Devlin to come to him as if he were dealing with a wild animal that could be scared off with any sudden movements.

Devlin grinned and flipped his ponytail, sauntering towards Lex with his usual easy swagger, "That's 'cause I deserve the best, Lexicon." He dropped into Lex's lap, straddling him, and kissed him full on the mouth, sweet and slow, "Like you."

Both meanings intended.

Lex closed his eyes so that the relief in them couldn't be seen, "I take it that you're bearing no grudges, then?"

"Well," Devlin tilted his head to a side and rested it on Lex's shoulder, tone impish, "Depends. Was Clark a better fuck than me?"

The startled laugh that he got from Lex was by no means an answer.

Clark's in my head all 'OMG a spell?! Who else saw? Did Rion see? Who did it? Do Kryptonians die from embarrassment? Will I be the first?'

*hugs*

It's very them. Thank you.

XD Poor Clark! Uh, blame Mikhail Mxyzptlk? That's the Jinx guy who could make people do anything with his one-word commands. And Rion would have probably known if the sex was magic-caused, so he can skip having been there. Does that make Clark feel lesss like being the first Kryptonian to die of embarrassment?

*hugs back*

Yay. <3 You're welcome.

He feels slightly less 'imploding, combusting Kryptonian' - yes.

*snickers* Well, he still had sex with Lex while under the influence of a magic spell. That's plenty embarrassing.

It also makes the four of them rather incestuous in the sense of whom they sleep with. All Rion needs to do is have sex with Lex, or Devlin with Clark, and it'll be completed!

Lex thinks it's bad enough that Rion slept with Lionel. They don't all have go do everything together.

*DIES* No, because then Devlin and Clark would also have to sleep with Lionel, as would Lex. And that would be rather disturbing.

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