Talk to me!!!

[lunabee34]

I have gone completely cross-eyed and simply cannot write any more of my column that's due on Monday.

And yet, every night this week as I lay down to sleep, I have coughed and coughed and coughed until I kinda think my esophagus is eroded. These are not the abs of steel I wanted! So, not really relishing bedtime.

Let's do this instead. Give me a fannish prompt--pairing, character, situation, *something*, and I'll write you one hundred words right now on the spot, insta-fic.

:)

*is bored*

Comments

[i-luv-trees.livejournal.com]

Hurried, secret, gotta be quick, against the wall/door sex, maybe in HP, uh... maybe no names until the end where you reveal the pairing? (could be any m/m pairing, although I've been seeking out Weasley(esp Bill) fic lately- but your choice.) :D

this is not the droid you're looking for

[lunabee34.livejournal.com]

Is it all that bad?” Bill says.

“No,” Fleur says. “It is not. You are alive and you can ask me this question. I see nothing bad.”

Bill grins; Fleur can tell because the bandages around his mouth draw up and the corners of his eyes crinkle. “What a picture we’ll make, the ugliest man in the world and the most beautiful woman.”

Fleur pinches him, hard. “Shut up now. I am marrying you, not your skin.” She yanks down his bedsheet and pulls up his dressing gown and they are quick and quiet in this house full of mourners.

Re: this is not the droid you're looking for

[i-luv-trees.livejournal.com]

This was good, but what made me spit my tea was that I read the fic, *then* the title.

Perfect :D