Three Drabbly Things (Comics, LOTRPS, LOTR; gen, slash, femslash; all in the PG range)

[browngirl]

I apologize for how not-present I've been. It's been an incredibly busy last few weeks. I went home sick from work today. I've been sitting on these three unfortunate drabbles, so, since I'm home, I figured I'd take advantage of having the time and get them posted already. They're hardly brilliant, but they deserve to get to their requestors, who have been incredibly patient.

Title: Lava and Lightning
Fandom: Comics
Characters/Pairing: Teen Titans, version 3
Rating: PG at most
Word Count: 200
Disclaimer: Not mine, of course.
Written for: apathocles


"Oh, thank you thank you thank you!" Vic ducked, but Bart wrapped himself around his leg and hugged him thoroughly. Cassie stood by the wall, failing not to giggle.

"This is the best present ever!" Bart scooped up a tiny green bug that resolved into a sighing Gar; having already endured her hug, Kory floated three feet up as she laughed. Some weekends ago, the Titans had discovered that Bart could stand still for an entire ten minutes watching a lava lamp percolate, so for his birthday, Tim had reminded Cassie and Kory, who went shopping with donations volunteered by Cissie and prodded out of Kon and Gar.

"It's even red!" Being hugged by Bart was a bit like being hit by a small, happy boulder which wrapped around you and squished the air out. Before Cassie could hug him back Bart blurred away up the wall, tackling Kon where he bobbed in midair, and she wheezed and laughed till her feet left the ground.

"You guys are the best!" Bart caught Tim from behind like a tangle grenade, and the look on Tim's face…. Surrounded by her fellow Titans, watching Bart crackle around the room, Cassie's giggles settled into a grin.


Title: Over a Glass of Scotch
Fandom LOTR RPS
Characters/Pairing: Sir Ian is telling a few stories.
Rating: PG, mostly for implication
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: This didn't happen. It's just fiction.
Written for: mordelhin
Author's note: mordelhin, you should read this: http://www.livejournal.com/users/abundantlyqueer/174369.html You'll love it.



"And so," Sir Ian concluded, half-full glass poised in midair, "I relented, and had some mercy on the poor lad. We would, after all, have repeated ourselves yet again, and he did need his beauty sleep."

Billy drank steadily, but above his beer-bottle his brows were high; the other hobbits almost forgot their drinks as they listened, rapt and wide-eyed. Eventually Elijah, doubtless because his eyes were widest, asked, "So, when was this?"

Ian glanced over the rim of his glass. "As I said, my dear, last week, while you four were off surfing. Now, who will pour your wizard another scotch?"


Title: Living Letter
Fandom: LOTR FPS
Characters/Pairing: Sam/Rosie, Rosie/Pervinca
Rating: PG
Word Count: 125
Disclaimer: Middle-earth is the Professor's, and the fullness thereof.
Written for: xclairdelune


Rosie knew why Sam sent her to Great Smials, when he might have just sent a letter and a basket. Instead he sent her with Goldi and Merry and Pippin, who romped through the great warren of the Smials with countless faunts their age; Rosie meanwhile paid a long call on Mistress Pervinca, laid up in bed with carrying her third child, still as Rosie'd never seen her. Mistress Eglantine looked puzzled to see Rosie there, and Mistress Pearl frowned, but Master Pippin smiled; Vinca herself looked better for tea and tales and a hand laid in hand, till her smile of old came out sharp and bright on her pale face, and Rosie kissed the corners of that smile till Pervinca kissed her back.

Comments

[baranduin.livejournal.com]

Over a Glass of Scotch

Wheeeeeeee!!!!!!!!

Sir Ian's voice, so much fun and you did it so well :-)

[rubynye.livejournal.com]

So, late but hopefully not too late, I giggle and thank you for this reply. I do love Sir Ian, and he really has a lovely manner of speaking.

[lame-pegasus.livejournal.com]

*chokes on her diet coke*

Sir Ian!!!!

And I love "Living Letter" - femslash is normally really not my cup of tea, but this is sweet.

Did you receive the links to my contribution to danachan's "Hobbitpile"-week?

[danachan.livejournal.com]

you wrote something for my Hobbitpile-week? I think I'll have to go and poke about and look at it, then.

I probably need to gather links and post them all, too... *makes a note*

[lame-pegasus.livejournal.com]

I did indeed. But i couldn't post the link in your journal.

[danachan.livejournal.com]

You couldn't? Do I still have friends only commenting turned on...? Uh, oops, I did. But that's fixed now.

*cough*

[rubynye.livejournal.com]

*gigglle* *grin* Thank you, on both of those. :)

[aprilkat.livejournal.com]

Perfect - LOTR FPS AND RPS. You are so multi-talented!

[rubynye.livejournal.com]

*blushes redder than her userpic* Thank you. :)

[http://users.livejournal.com/_audrey/]

Okay, so the mental image of Bart transfixed by a swirly lava lamp literally made me wriggle with delight. I love that boy.

Plus, he hugs *everyone*! That is so what I needed right now. *feeds you cake* ♥

[rubynye.livejournal.com]

Mmm, cake! And Bart is just the cutest thing ever. He's the first character I fell in love with in this fandom, and I adore the hyperactive little thing. (Who is growing. :)

[danachan.livejournal.com]

I don't know which of these I like the most. So I think I shall simply enjoy them all a good deal.

*hugs*

And don't you worry, I love. I say this a lot, I know, but take care of yourself -- especially if you're not feeling well. You got to the weekend, though! And I have something I need to email you....

Yesterday was nice. I'm glad we could talk, even if only for a bit. Much love.

[rubynye.livejournal.com]

*huggles you warmly* Thank you, sweetie. You are so good to me, you know that?

[danachan.livejournal.com]

*snuggles* Well, lovey, I adore you. That's just how it is.

[xclairedelune.livejournal.com]

What a wonderfully sweet little story and what a wonderfully sweet thing for you to do. *smiles*

Thank you so much. You are the most favorite person I have never met.

[rubynye.livejournal.com]

*blush* Gosh, you're welcome. And one of these days I really do want to meet you.

[apathocles.livejournal.com]

Okay, that is just ridiculously cute. Hee. Thank you so much! (And, don't sweat it -- I'm far, far worse when it comes to getting requests written for other people.)

Hope you're feeling better.

Thanks again!

[rubynye.livejournal.com]

*grin* I'm glad you liked this. 'Ridiculously cute'' was rather my aim. :) And, thanks for being so patient.

[mordelhin.livejournal.com]

Forgive my tardiness in responding, but...Yay, Sir Ian and his stories! Lovely.

Must be Orlie he's aluding to. He likes 'em young and pretty.

Thanks for the rec, too. I've read one or two of abundantlyqueers things and they're quite good. I may have to check it out.

[rubynye.livejournal.com]

Hey, I was dreadfully late in getting it to you. I'm glad you like it, and everyone should read AQ's stuff, she's faboo.

Is he Orli, or another elf, or a random bloke? I don't know, the Sir Ian in my head didn't say. :)

Old Bull, Young Bull

[(Anonymous)]

I totally think Sir Ian was pulling Elves all year. Possibly thinking of one particular (alas, one particularly *straight*) Elf.

Reminds me of the story of the young bull and old bull atop a hill, espying a herd of cows at the bottom. "Oh boy!" the young bull yells, kicking up his heels, "let's gallop down there as fast as we can and jump one of them!" Slowly swishing his tail, the old bull says, "Better idea, kid -- let's *walk* down there, and jump *all* of them."

Never mess with your elders, children.