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14 November 2010 @ 02:42 pm

just_muse_me  38.9: Write about a time you made someone cry
Sort of a companion to this.

“I never did ask. What did you want to be when you were a kid?” Daisuke is stretched out on the couch, a fuzzy green blanket wrapped around him. After finishing the take away Senri found a spot on the ground, near Daisuke’s head. Though at the question the designer snorts.

“A girl.” He smirks, shaking his head. The living room is dark and they’re supposed to be watching a cheesy comedy. Senri has already spent the better part of the evening fussing over the sick man: checking his temperature, keeping him hydrated, stuffing food down his throat, making him rest on the couch… Daisuke will get better under his care. OR ELSE.


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02 November 2010 @ 10:43 am
Warning: Potentially disturbing/triggering content.Collapse )

Muse: Lydia
Fandom: Heroes
Words: 433
Notes: Post-canon AU/X-over with Vampire Diaries (book verse)
01 November 2010 @ 12:39 pm
1. Jake Sully // Avatar
2. Wolverine // X-Men
3. Tim Taylor // Home Improvement
4. Bart Simpson // The Simpsons
5. Barney Stinson // How I Met Your Mother
6. Judge Judy // Judge Judy
7. Uncle Andy // Weeds
8. Mike Lowry // Bad Boys
9. Wilson // House, M.D.
10. Axel Foley // Beverly Hills Cop

Muse | Sam Evans
Fandom | Glee
Location: Lima, Ohio
Mood: amusedamused
31 October 2010 @ 01:18 pm
1. "Try to love someone who you want to hate, because they are just like you, somewhere inside, in a way you may never expect, in a way that resounds so deeply within you that you cannot believe it." (Margaret Cho)

2. "No one can make you feel inferior without your consent." (Eleanor Roosevelt)

3. "Be more splendid, more extraordinary. Use every moment to fill yourself up." (Oprah Winfrey)

4. "I'm tired of all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's deep enough. What do you want, an adorable pancreas?" (Jean Kerr)

5. "The greatest thing in the world is to know how to belong to oneself." (Michel de Montaigne)

6. "I still have a lot to learn - about the business, about music, and about myself. Its exciting." (Britney Spears)

7. "A tart temper never mellows with age; and a sharp tongue is the only edged tool that grows keener with constant use." (Washington Irving)

8. "Self-confidence is the first requisite to great undertakings." (Samuel Johnson)

9. "An atheist is a man who has no invisible means of support." (John Buchan)

10. "Any prick can be a father, but it takes someone special to be a dad." (Anon)

Muse | Kurt Hummel
Fandom | Glee
31 October 2010 @ 12:05 pm
1. Time will tell

2. Church

3. Wishing the ground would just open up and swallow you

4. The eyes are the window to the soul

5. Write about a time you said you didn't care, but really did

6. Write a letter to the most important person in your life

7. I'll never ________ again

8. What is your biggest fear, and why

9. Write about a time you made someone cry

10. Why didn't you do it?

And as a bonus prompt set, we revist the old TEN THINGS favourite...

A. Your ten favourite songs ever
B. Your ten greatest achievements
C. Your ten favourite words
D. Ten things in your fridge
E. Ten things you love about your best friend
F. Ten things guaranteed to make you instantly smile
G. Ten Halloween costumes you've worn/would wear
H. Ten favourite movie and/or TV characters
I. Ten quotes relevant to you or your life
J. Write a story in ten words
11 October 2010 @ 02:39 pm
Prompt: 38.25 – Yesterday
Muse: Jean-Luc Picard
Fandom: Star Trek: The Next Generation
Word Count: 377

It was easy for one to look back upon the path he's trod with regret. Hindsight has always been the best and most honest tell of what should have or could have been done with a persons life. The problem came when one chose to dwell on the missed opportunities of yesterday. Jean-Luc had seen it happen all too often in both his family and in the lives of former colleagues come and gone. Such focus on what was behind someone instead of on what was coming could turn the most intellectual and normally productive of men stagnate.

Jean-Luc never wished to be stagnate.

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Mood: busybusy
09 October 2010 @ 12:32 pm
36.3. "Yesterday is not ours to recover, but tomorrow is ours to win or to lose."
- Lyndon B. Johnson

Contains SPOILERS for Glee episode 2x03

Even though his trousers were slate grey Armani, and grass stains really weren't a look he wished to dabble in this millennium, Kurt sat on the neatly trimmed lawn, his legs crossed under him as he had a fleeting gladness that his moisturiser was SPF 15+ now the sun was beating down on his nose and cheeks...Collapse )

Muse | Kurt Hummel
Fandom | Glee
Word Count | 894
Location: Lima, Ohio
Mood: thankfulthankful
07 October 2010 @ 07:20 pm
Rick didn’t really know what it was. One minute he’d woken up thinking about maybe trying to talk his mom into making him bacon and eggs for breakfast, the next he was staring at his bald head in the mirror and wondering who the fuck he was.

He didn’t recognise his reflection.

His reflection couldn’t even smile. It looked bonier than he remembered, and there were stress lines on his face from the brief bouts of pain before the kidney transplant. He looked tired, and he just felt… alone.

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Rick Deleo
Miami Medical
Words: 454
Location: Miami, Florida
06 October 2010 @ 12:10 am
35.10. What is at the top of your list? Write a list of ten things that make you feel any one certain emotion (eg. anger, passion, frustration etc.)


1. Rachel's hair clothing voice ego presence opinions decisions taste. Scrap that. Everything about Rachel, full stop.
2. Mr Schu's taste in music. No, really. No more Nineties rap or old guys with bad hairstyles.
3. Glee solo versatility. More Rachel with laryngitis, please. Some of us have forgotten we have tongues.
4. Slushies. Why, oh, why must you be garish colours, and why, oh, why always raspberry when I am wearing white?
5. Floral with stripes. Capiche?
6. The near caustic soap in the school bathrooms. I'd like to keep my fingerprints, thank you, and only a granny's cupboard naturally smells like that.
7. Twitter. I deserve more than 140 characters, thank you very much.
8. Lip synching. Even McDonald's don't hire fake burger flippers.
9. And while we're on the subject of McDonalds, is it really that hard to build an Egg McMuffin neatly?
10. Homophobic phone calls to my Dad. I don't care how gay I am, one day I'll be rich enough to pay someone to kick your ass.

Muse | Kurt Hummel
Fandom | Glee
Location: Lima, Ohio
Mood: irritatedirritated
Music: Behind Blue Eyes - The Who
05 October 2010 @ 11:21 pm
This set, we have a single word for every letter of the alphabet!

1. Ache
2. Bedroom
3. Colour
4. Dangerous
5. Expectations
6. Flirty
7. Gay
8. Hallucinate
9. Illusion
10. Joke

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03 October 2010 @ 10:28 pm
"Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature... Life is either a daring adventure or nothing."
- Helen Keller

Sam opened his eyes and saw stars.

They were his eyes, too. No one else's but his. He felt the damp of the grass beneath his back, soaking through his shirt. His head hurt a little, and his back, as though he'd landed hard on the ground, but other than that he felt fine. His jeans were soft and comfortable, his shoes were the same old sneakers he'd worn before.

And he felt alone in his head. He could move his fingers, toes, legs. He could stand without being pulled back down, he could move on his own power and not be shoved to the back of his own head and ridden like a circus pony between lifting his leg to take a step and putting it down. The first thing he did was look around, too. No circle of flattened trees. No scorched earth, no one sitting perched anywhere with different colored eyes and a shit-eating smirk on his or her face.

It felt weird. To be alive, awake again. It felt good, a little bit, but he'd been through too much and watched Dean go through too much to take it for granted, and especially after the events of the last few years the only thing he could feel was a sinking sensation in the pit of his stomach. The feeling that it wasn't over. It wasn't over by a long shot.

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Sam Winchester // Supernatural // 887 words
26 September 2010 @ 07:29 pm
36.7. "Cynicism is an unpleasant way of saying the truth."
- Lillian Hellman

Co-written with naysowee
(Contains Coarse Language)

[Follows THIS]

Riley stood beside the hospital bed with his lips pressed together and arms firmly crossed over his chest as he contemplated the bruised and angry Scot sitting on the side of the gurney. Of course, he hadn’t forgotten his promise to Juliette that she could come to see Rory when he woke, though considering the first words out of the Scottish Hunter’s mouth when he was conscious enough to be rational were ‘If any fucking Kindred cunt come within fucking reaching distance of me, I’ll tear their fucking throats out through their arseholes’ right before he tore all the medical equipment off him and smashed a defibrillator against the wall of the room, it was a promise Riley had to quickly renege on. But now that the doctors had given him a hit of valium in the highest dosage they were allowed, he seemed to have calmed down a little.

With Graham standing beside him, Riley was still trying to figure out the best way to tackle this situation...Collapse )

Muse | Riley Finn & Rory Buchanan
Fandom | BtVS & Original Character
Word Count | 1,865
Location: Paris, France
Mood: stressedstressed
24 September 2010 @ 01:51 pm
37.2. Somebody to Love - Queen
Can anybody find me somebody to love?
Each morning I get up I die a little
Can barely stand on my feet
Take a look in the mirror and cry
Lord what you're doing to me

Co-written with histhornedrose
[Follows THIS]

It was morning again, and Blaise was sitting at the large antique mahogany desk in his office, the blinds drawn and the door closed as he concentrated on going over the whole written notes from Riley's team members in relation to Rory's attack. He was trying to see any subdued signs of what may have triggered it, but there was still a big question mark hanging over the whole thing. The case notes were useless, isolated to mere military labels and frames of mind. If anything, it was Rory himself that Blaise needed the information from. Even things like tattoos, comments, how the attackers were dressed could tell Blaise a lot.

With a distracted sigh, he dropped the last file heavily on top of the pile beside him and pushed them all off to the side to look at Juliette...Collapse )

Muse | Blaise Richelieu & Juliette Rousseau
Fandom | Vampire: The Masquerade (Original Characters)
Word Count | 4,293
Location: Paris, France
Mood: discontentdiscontent
24 September 2010 @ 12:40 pm
All quotes are lyrics from songs performed on the TV show, Glee!

1. Stand By You - The Pretenders
I'll stand by you, won't let nobody hurt you. I'll stand by you
Take me in into your darkest hour and I'll never desert you
I'll stand by you.

2. Somebody to Love - Queen
Can anybody find me somebody to love?
Each morning I get up I die a little
Can barely stand on my feet
Take a look in the mirror and cry
Lord what you're doing to me

3. True Colors - Cundi Lauper
But I see your true colors shining through
I see your true colors
and that's why I love you
so don't be afraid to let them show

4. My Life Would Suck Without You - Kelly Clarkson
'Cause we belong together now, yeah
Forever united here somehow, yeah
You got a piece of me
And honestly, my life would suck without you

5. Taking Chances - Celine Dion
You don't know about my past, and
I don't have a future figured out.
And maybe this is going too fast.
And maybe it's not meant to last.

6. Crush - Jennifer Page
It's just a little crush (crush)
Not like I faint every time we touch
It's just some little thing (crush)
Not like everything I do depends on you

7. Vogue - Madonna
Look around everywhere you turn is heartache
It's everywhere that you go [look around]
You try everything you can to escape
The pain of life that you know [life that you know]

8. Endless Love - Lional Ritchie & Diana Ross
Oooh, and love
Oh, love, I'll be that fool
For you, I'm sure
You know I don't mind
Oh you know-
I don't mind

9. Maybe This Time - Cabaret
Maybe this time, I'll be lucky
Maybe this time he'll stay
Maybe this time, for the first time
Love won't hurry away

10. Defying Gravity - Wicked
Something has changed within me
Something is not the same
I'm through with playing by the rules
Of someone else's game
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Muse: Lydia
Fandom: Heroes
Words: 1920
OOC Note: Set in Lydia's vampire verse. Amanda and Edgar do not refer to any particular muses/are not binding on anyone. Sylar is heroslayer and Peter is hadtobeahero, and this prompt is a follow up to a RP with them.]
18 September 2010 @ 08:50 pm
36.10. "Love cannot survive if you just give it scraps of yourself, scraps of your time, scraps of your thoughts."
- Mary O'Hara

Co-written with gr8muppetyodin
[Follows THIS]

Buffy could only stand there in complete shock after Riley locked her in the interview room with Blaise. Then she frowned as she tried to work out if she could bust open the door, and whether or not Blaise would actually take that as another insult. It wasn't so much that she wanted to run away from him. Of course she didn't. Even if she was trying to subtly sniff herself. Surely the scents of males and sex didn't linger for more than a day... She hadn't slept with Riley since that night. At least she hadn't had sex with him. She had literally slept with him when he wasn't feeling well.

"Um," she began, but then stopped as her brain faltered in giving her anything intelligent to say. If she apologised she would probably get told to fuck off. If she didn't apologise she would be seen as rude, and arrogant. Buffy was in a no win situation and she hated the fact that she was forced to overanalyse. She also hated that there was no way to be able to talk to Blaise like she wanted to talk to him without bringing up a topic he no doubt wanted to avoid like the plague. "I'd say we should play 'I spy' but the room doesn't exactly hold much in the way of objects. How about we just play twenty questions starting with what the hell is going on here?"

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Muse | Blaise Richelieu (OC) & Buffy Summers
Fandom | Vampire The Masquerade & BtVS
Word Count | 4,956
Location: Paris, France
Mood: aggravatedaggravated
16 September 2010 @ 11:35 am
"Yesterday is not ours to recover, but tomorrow is ours to win or to lose."
- Lyndon B. Johnson

All alone in the middle of the night, Joseph sits at his typewriter. His fingers rest on the keys, but he doesn't know what to type. He remembers years earlier, when his fingers flew over the keyboard of his computer, scrawled across the pages of a notebook, bringing new people and new worlds to life. Even at his worst, he could still dazzle with the words he put together on paper.

Sometimes he wishes he could go back to that point in his life and stay infinitely in a simpler moment. When he was driven by a passion to write, a need to create, his life had been at its best. The sudden fame and fortune had been a welcome reward, the women fawning over him. Satisfying his desires had always been tempered by his false humility, the idea that he had worked hard to earn the penthouse suite with the three nearly naked women waiting in the jacuzzi with champagne and strawberries. But he knows that life is lost to him, first when he decided inspiration was better when it came from a syringe, and then when his new life began in a battle of unprecedented forces.

He isn't unhappy now, but there is a different motivation, an urgent necessity for him to write. The revelation of his role in the coming times helped to wake him from his self-deluding reverie, but not to find new inspiration. Instead, all he can think of is what his daughter's life will be like when the Storm comes, and how he must change thousands of years of dogma.

No pressure, he constantly reminds himself. It's just the end of the world.

So he sits and he tries to hear the Voice that's supposed to guide him. But night after night, there's only silence in the house.

On this particular night, he decides to take a walk down to the beach, just beyond the house. He stands barefoot in the surf, gazing out at the moonlit water, the twinkling lights of the offshore oil rigs. She appears silently next to him, untouched by the water swirling around her.

"The inspiration will come," she assures him.

"I hope so," he replies. "Or else humanity is fucked."

Joseph Harding
Original Character
384 words
16 September 2010 @ 07:03 pm
36.4. "I've had a perfectly wonderful evening. But this wasn't it."
- Groucho Marx

[Follows THIS]

The first hint Rory had that anything was wrong was when he drove up to the security gates of Juliette's home and was promptly swooped on by two security guards demanding to know what his purpose of being there was. Or rather, one security guard demanded it in French, and the other translated the French into broken English. At first, Rory had just blinked at them, really not following what the hell was going on. From the gates, he couldn't see the mansion at all and he tried to think back of any conversation where Juliette had told him some sort of security password, but nothing came to mind. In fact, their last conversation had been Rory telling her he would catch her later, and that was pretty much it. In the wake of their deep-n-meaningful conversation where the issue of his lost baby girl came up right along with him his confession that he wanted to be a father again, he needed a distraction. He needed to get drunk. He always needed to get drunk when he was forced to face the whole upsetting issue, and he really thought Juliette would realise that when he said he would catch her later. In fact, he distinctly remembered telling her he needed a drink. He didn't want to impose on her and bug her for days on end when she was busy, so he had just intended on sticking around the hotel for a wee while before he dropped back to see her.

Only now, he dropped back and it was like the guards didn't even recognise him. Or didn't want to recognise him...Collapse )

Muse | Rory Buchanan
Fandom | Original Character
Word Count | 1,798
Location: Paris, France
Mood: confusedconfused
15 September 2010 @ 04:02 pm
34.2. 2. Write about one of the most difficult decisions you've made in your life

Co-written with histhornedrose
[Follows THIS]

When Blaise came home from his business dinner in the city and promptly and hungrily seduced Juliette, he didn't miss the momentary surprise in her eyes as he pounced on her. It rapidly gave way to her own hunger, though, and just like old times, they were soon wrapped up in a passionate embrace between his red silk sheets where they spent a good portion of the night away in a sexual and feeding frenzy. There was no doubt Blaise was back to full strength. It had been a long few weeks as he had more and more ailed before Juliette's eyes, to the point he all but stopped feeding save for a very little amount to just keep him alive. He knew that although she was favouring other theories, she was scared that he had come to the end of his time, just like he had thought.

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Muse | Blaise Richelieu & Juliette Rousseau
Fandom | Vampire: The Masquerade (Original Characters)
Word Count | 3,555
Location: Paris, France
Mood: lonelylonely
14 September 2010 @ 12:13 pm
36.3. "Yesterday is not ours to recover, but tomorrow is ours to win or to lose."
- Lyndon B. Johnson

Co-written with gr8muppetyodin & naysowee

Rory sat on the surprisingly comfortable sofa, considering how trendy and bacherlorish it was, a half-spent cup of coffee sitting on his chest as he eyed the tall dude standing in the adjoining kitchen. It was one of those open-planned type places, with everything but the bathroom and bedrooms in one room. Rory didn't even know why the fuck he was here, beyond the fact that Buffy almost begged him to come and told him it would save him money. He was a Scotsman, saving money was what he did. But this was just fucking awkward. They had arrived the night before, but after a quick meet and greet, the guy had gone to bed and left Buffy and Rory alone in the apartment. They watched a movie, and then Buffy took the spare room while Rory crashed on the sofa. Now it was morning, and the guy had exited the main bedroom around five minutes ago.

Glancing over at Buffy, Rory found her sitting on the armchair closest to the kitchen, trying to pretend she wasn't perving on the shirtless dude in the kitchen, who was standing there in just camo cargo pants and nothing else as he waited for the kettle to boil...Collapse )

Muse | Riley Finn, Buffy Summers & Rory Buchanan
Fandom | BtVS & Original Character
Word Count | 5,292
Location: Paris, France
Mood: uncomfortableAwkward
13 September 2010 @ 08:07 pm
36.4. "I've had a perfectly wonderful evening. But this wasn't it."
- Groucho Marx

Co-written with 1twntyovreighty

Strangely, for the first time since he woke up after the coma, Chris found himself alone in his ICU room with just the sounds of the medical equipment to keep him company. It felt... weird, and for a moment, he even felt like he was dreaming and this was some sort of strange alternate reality. This time, he pretty much remembered everything of what happened when Dave had been in his room, the pain, finding the blood. When he woke up after all that, he was in an absolute shit of a mood with a fuck of a sore head. That could be why he was alone now. They probably thought he needed a bit of peace and more rest. Only, he knew that Dave and Serena were actually just a stone's throw away. In fact, from where he was lying, he could see them standing at the staff station talking intently with Dave filling Serena on everything that had happened, just like he had explained it all to Chris, and had probably already explained it all to his mom and to Rick. With the sore throat that caused the irritated coughing, Chris had managed to burst his sutures right open without realising it with the blood loss causing him to pass out because he was already weakened from the first time.

But apparently then Dave went the whole distance, making with the gastroscopy to make sure the bleed wasn't actually internal...Collapse )

Muse | Dr Chris Deleo & Rick Deleo
Fandom | Miami Medical
Word Count | 3,915
Mood: crappycrappy
13 September 2010 @ 09:37 am
All prompts this set are quotes!

1. "Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature... Life is either a daring adventure or nothing."
- Helen Keller

2. "People are, if anything, more touchy about being thought silly than they are about being thought unjust."
- E.B. White

3. "Yesterday is not ours to recover, but tomorrow is ours to win or to lose."
- Lyndon B. Johnson

4. "I've had a perfectly wonderful evening. But this wasn't it."
- Groucho Marx

5. "I believe that one of life's greatest risks is never daring to risk."
- Oprah Winfrey

6. "A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person."
- Mignon McLaughlin

7. "Cynicism is an unpleasant way of saying the truth."
- Lillian Hellman

8. "Normal is not something to aspire to, it's something to get away from."
- Jodie Foster

9. "Home is where the heart is, so your real home's in your chest."
- Joss Whedon

10. "Love cannot survive if you just give it scraps of yourself, scraps of your time, scraps of your thoughts."
- Mary O'Hara
11 September 2010 @ 01:34 pm
31.9. "A day of worry is more exhausting than a day of work."
(Quote by John Lubbock)

Co-written with deleomom
[Follows THIS and THIS]

It was true that Chris’ family and friends had seemed to fall into some sort roster of sitting with him while he slept. The relief of him finally coming to after the Propofol dosage had been almost crippling, but he hadn’t stayed awake for very long. The high dose of painkillers soon had him drifting in and out of sleep again, sometimes without him seeming to realise he was going out, and Serena’s brother dragged her off to take her home for a shower and something to eat at least, even if Carla knew the young blonde woman would be back at her son’s side as soon as she managed to escape her brother’s clutches again. Despite the initial uncertainty, this fact meant a lot to Carla. It meant even more that Serena seemed so taken by Chris that she was willing to do anything to take care of him. There wasn’t any more that she could want for her sons. It was also ironic for her to witness that Serena’s relationship with her brother seemed to be the polar opposite of what Rick and Chris had, even though there were indications there that it could be changing. She desperately hoped it was changing, at least. She knew Chris really needed Rick to keep his word this time. She knew it would be the disastrous end to her family if he didn’t.

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Muse | Dr Matt Proctor & Carla Deleo (Original Character)
Fandom | Miami Medical
Word Count | 2,382
Mood: tiredtired
11 September 2010 @ 01:11 am
35.7. List ten true sentences that begin with the words 'I should have never...'

1. I should have never gotten married.
2. I should have never pretended to be a teacher's aide.
3. I should have never told "Buffy" I loved her when she was being weird.
4. I should have never slept with "Buffy" when she was being weird.
5. I should have never joined The Initiative.
6. I should have never gone back to Sunnydale.
7. I should have never doubted myself.
8. I should have never gone to that vamp nest.
9. I should have never fallen for a Slayer.
10. I should have never boarded that chopper...?.

Muse | Riley Finn
Fandom | Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Mood: contemplativecontemplative
[NSFW] Co-written with gr8muppetyodin

Despite the size of the palace Juliette lived in with her Prince, it didn't take long for Rory to feel claustrophobic. The deep and meaningful post-coital conversation with Juliette had been more than Rory had talked about his past in a long time and he was restless in the wake of it. He had sent Buffy a text message, telling her he was going back into the city to find a bar. He needed a drink and he needed to be away from creatures of the night, even just for a few hours. What he hadn't expected was Buffy to come pounding down the ornate stairs and intercept him in the foyer demanding he take her with her. Rory had merely raised an eyebrow, but agreed anyway. He would interrogate her about it later.

Now they were in a pub in Paris, and it was right up Rory's alley. It was British-style pub run by English ex-pats, so it had Scottish lager and Rory was in his element. He was onto his fourth pint already and as he stubbed his cigarette out into the ashtray sitting on the bar before him next to a bowl of peanuts, he glanced at Buffy who was sitting beside him nursing a fruity drink of some sort. "Aye, alright, lassie. Spill," he finally demanded.

Buffy scrunched up her nose as she looked at Rory, and thought about either sticking her tongue out at him, or flicking the fruit off the toothpick at his face. She had matched him for the number of drinks, the cocktails doing exactly what she wanted without the god awful taste of whiskey. She'd wanted to be drunk, and she was. She was not the responsible Slayer in this city. She didn't have to look after Slayerettes or patrol, or do anything. She'd only come to check on Blaise and now she had - what other commitment did she have? She definitely wasn't going to get a commitment off the Kindred. She just seemed to wind up more confused after talking - and making out - with him.

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Muse | Buffy Summers & Rory Buchanan
Fandom | BtVS & Original Character
Word Count | 4,575
Location: Paris, France
Mood: drunkdrunk
05 September 2010 @ 07:32 pm
[Written for noiredeluxure]

Magneto had always been fond of building his own lairs. He was a fan of theatricality, of openly flaunting his power. However, he did occasionally use abandoned buildings for his own purpose. Like a decrepit apartment building on the outskirts of Boston. It hadn't been lived in for months, and vandals had taken to it not long after closure.

Pyro had known where he was without being told. He'd taken hostages here himself during his time with the Master of Magnetism. Now he was sitting in one of the empty apartments with a gun pointed at him.

The tranquilliser Mystique had shot him with had knocked him out long enough for them to get him here, and ever since he’d just been strapped to a chair under constant guard. There hadn’t been any beatings. They’d just taken his lighter and made sure there was nothing in the room that could create flame to give him something to manipulate and use against him. They also kept just out of reach so he couldn’t attack them.

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John Allerdyce/Pyro
X-Men movieverse
Words: 710

Warren referenced with permission. The Brotherhood are all NPC.
05 September 2010 @ 01:54 am
All prompts come courtesty of writingfix.com

1. Where does a smile come from? Write about the person from your past or present who made or makes you smile the most.

2. Where does real magic exist? Write about it.

3. What five images paint a perfect picture of summer to you? Put those five images together in a piece of writing.

4. Who stole your breath away? Write about a time you found it hard to breathe properly.

5. Tell the story of a time you were injured.

6. Write about the worst piece of advice you have ever been given.

7. List ten true sentences that begin with the words 'I should have never...'

8. How do you picture the best day of your life that hasn't happened yet?

9. What memory do you sometimes wish would disappear?

10. What is at the top of your list? Write a list of ten things that make you feel any one certain emotion (eg. anger, passion, frustration etc.)
- Shag
- Knock a chick up
- Roll a joint
- Eat three Big Macs
- Take out a pigeon with a sherbet lemon and a sling shot
- Have a wank
- Take a wiz
- Nine tequila shots
- Pick some new jocks
- Sing We Are The Champions from start to finish
- Chat up some other bloke's chick
- Rock, Paper, Scissors
- A really good ball scratch

Muse | Danny Martin
Fandom | Caffeine
Location: London, England
Mood: boredbored
20 August 2010 @ 06:44 am
All prompts this set come courtesy of creativewritingprompts.com!

1. In 300 words, write about "deceit".

2. Write about one of the most difficult decisions you've made in your life.

3. Write about a heart that wouldn't quit.

4. Weave a story that revolves around cliche "drown your sorrows".

5. List seven reasons to turn down a marriage proposal.

6. I once dreamed about...

7. Write a story containing the following: Hypocrite, cookie jar, city, and telephone.

8. Write a memory related to a holiday.

9. The best thing in life is...

10. Make a list of things you can do in 3 minutes.
17 August 2010 @ 06:11 pm
[Related to THIS | Written for noiredeluxure, whoneedsahalo referenced with permission.]

John was beyond restless by the time he got into New York City from Westchester. His duffel bag was in the boot of his car, and it had taken all his energy not to stop and just blow something up out of frustration. The fight with Warren was running over and over in his mind and all he wanted to do was forget it. He found a cheap hotel to spend the night, but after ten minutes of just sitting there glaring at the porno channel while he flicked his lighter on and off, Pyro pushed off the bed and grabbed his coat.

Usually he’d go out and find some quick fuck to ease the frustration since he couldn’t indulge in any fire starting. Not since he’d joined the X-Men and was a good little boy. Even if he’d just walked out of Xavier’s he wasn’t that stupid. He also wasn’t so stupid as to go crawling back to the Brotherhood, or suicidal to go after Magneto. Even if it was tempting.

He seriously wished he and Warren could have just worked out their issues with some good old fashioned angry sex, but apparently the one relationship he’d found himself happy in was also the one relationship to rip itself to pieces in record time.Collapse )

John Allerdyce/Pyro
X-Men (movieverse)
Words: 1520
After a day of just about everything going wrong that could, Euan couldn’t believe his luck when he managed to get a car parking spot in the same block as he is apartment. It was the only downfall of the place, and he hadn’t considered the irritation of on-street parking when he agreed to rent it. Everything had been quite quick and it was relatively close to the CID, so he had just taken it. It was like winning the fucking lottery when you managed to get parked close to home, and if he wasn’t more of a chilled person, he probably would have done a happy dance.

The case was still progressing, but they seemed to keep hitting dead ends. Thankfully, in the past couple of days, they had managed to clear all of Liam’s family, including Ethan, who had apparently been on a conference call with a colleague in London around the time the bloke would have had to have been poisoned...Collapse )

Muse | DS Euan Fitzpatrick
Fandom | Original Character for itsalondonthing
Word Count | 1,270
Location: London, England
Mood: cynicalSuspicious
15 August 2010 @ 12:21 am
Co-written with geniuscowboy
[Follows THIS]

It was absolutely teaming with rain by the time Chris pulled up out the front of Eva's apartment block. He was still in shock about what had just happened, and all he knew was that he had to go after her. He couldn't let it go like that. The longer it waited, the worse it would get. There was no hesitation back at MT1, he had just taken Serena's keys and jumped in her VW Beetle to go after Eva, with Serena assuring him she would get a lift back to his apartment with Tuck, despite the fact she was clearly as panicked and shocked as he was. They shared a very brief kiss in the rain before Chris got back in the driver's seat of her car and took off after Eva, only just catching Serena telling him to drive carefully before he closed the door. The windscreen wipers had been going furiously in the heavy rain, and despite the urge to speed after her to keep up, he wasn't stupid and kept to a slow speed in the rain. He had lost sight of her Jeep, and he could only hope she even went home at all. Who would really blame her if she didn't after what she just saw?

But she was there, running up the sidewalk from down the block with a medical journal over her head to try and shield some of the rain, but it was coming down too heavily...Collapse )

Muses | Dr Chris Deleo & Dr Eva Zambrano
Fandom | Miami Medical
Word Count | 2,774
Location: Miami, Florida
Mood: distresseddistressed
14 August 2010 @ 06:25 pm
Blaise had really hoped that returning to his own realm would ease the discontent within him, but as the streets of Paris passed by the deeply-tinted windows of his car as they wove through the fine city, he came to the realisation that he had been a little too optimistic. There wasn't any one thing in particular he could put his finger on that was causing him to feel odd, it was just a vague sensation he had, and to the point he couldn't pinpoint any particular emotion fueling it. It was aggravating him, and even more so was the fact that he couldn't return directly to his home as he wished. He had to stop over at his apartment in the middle of the city to see to business and ensure everything had flowed smoothly in his absence.

His city apartment was beautiful, the window and balcony of his bedroom with views of the Eiffel Tower that afforded a sensation that if you threw a stone, you might even be able to hit it if you tried hard enough. Many, many years into his life, however, and he tended to take the scenery for granted, instead seeing beyond the blurred lines of the romantic city that tourists and visitors wished to thrive upon, and now having eyes for the darkness in the shadows...Collapse )

Muse | Blaise Richelieu
Fandom | Vampire: The Masquerade
Word Count | 1,165
Location: Paris, France
Mood: draineddrained
14 August 2010 @ 01:23 pm
Without a doubt, there seemed to be a lot of things happening lately that had more than succeeded in turning MT1 upside down. It couldn't be factored to Dr Proctor, even if most of it seemed to simultaneously begin when he arrived. Eva couldn't deny that she had been hoping to step up into the role as head surgeon of the department when Rayner's health literally deteriorated before their eyes. She had always been ambitious and she wasn't satisfied to just settle comfortably into a fellowship role for the rest of her life. She wanted to learn more, she wanted to make more of a difference. The itchy feet had been there for awhile, and in any other situation, she probably would have been given that promotion. But then Proctor arrived, and she had no choice but to just accept the changes, and accept the fact a promotion in MT1 wouldn't be anywhere on the horizon. She was disappointed, without a doubt, but Proctor bought with him a different style and she found herself learning more and more from him anyway. The team seemed to gel again okay, despite losing Rayner and despite Chris being wary of their new boss in general.

It had just proved to be a trying time...Collapse )

Chris [geniuscowboy] and Serena [cutandlearn] referenced with endless love and permission

Muse | Dr Eva Zambrano
Fandom | Miami Medical
Word Count | 1,395
Mood: confusedconfused
10 August 2010 @ 08:10 pm
Co-written with actuallybye
[Follows THIS and THIS]

“We’re doing it wrong.”

Xander glanced over his shoulder at Buffy approaching and gave her a tired smirk. “We’re not doing it at all, so how can we be getting it wrong?”

Buffy slipped her arm under her friend’s as they both leaned against the stone wall of one of the turrets in the castle and gazed down at the Slayerettes training below. “Ha, ha. I’m talking about this… Them.”

“Ah, okay. My mistake. Guess I just have messed up sex on the brain.” Xander bit his lip as he went back to frowning. “The night with Airlie didn’t exactly go as planned. Not only did I apparently flake out after foreplay, we then had an argument about this… Them. You.”

Buffy watched Xander’s face carefully, her lips forming a thin line.Collapse )

Buffy Summers & Xander Harris
Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Words: 757
07 August 2010 @ 11:13 pm
Co-written with Xander [actuallybye]
[Follows THIS]

Xander was fighting that moment where his brain was trying to wake up and the rest of him wanted to stay asleep. He even mumbled something in protest - or perhaps something more to do with the giant hot dog chasing him in his sleep - and would have rolled over if he didn't slowly realise he was very nicely tucked up behind a warm body. A warm, soft, female body. The night before was starting to come back to him, and this time Xander didn't fight waking up so he could crack open his eye and check to make sure there was flaming red hair right in front of him.

There was.

He could remember the foreplay vividly, but everything after that seemed to just... fade. Maybe he'd lost himself in a haze of lustiness and the sex had been so good, he'd already forgotten it? It could happen, right? But he was sure if he had sex with Airlie, he would have remembered. He would have taken mental images and wanted to memorise every second because she was amazing, and sexy, and Scottish, and she wanted him.

Xander frowned just a little as he tried to force himself to remember the rest of the night, but all he got was the before...Collapse )

Muse | Airlie MacKenzie & Xander Harris
Fandom | Vampire: The Masquerade & BtVS
Word Count | 6,372
Mood: calmcalm
05 August 2010 @ 12:14 am
1. "Love is being stupid together." (Quote by Paul Valery)

2. "I like her because she smiles at me and means it." (Quote by Anon)

3. Clock

4. Faithful

5. Breakdown

6. Metaphor

7. Opposite

8. Trinket

9. 7 Heavenly Virtues
- a) Prudence b) Justice c) Restraint d) Courage e) Faith f) Hope g) Love

10. 7 Deadly Sins
- a) Lust b) Gluttony c) Greed d) Sloth e) Wrath f) Envy g) Pride

+++ For 9. or 10. please feel free to use them how you please. Either use "7 Deadly Sins" or "7 Heavenly Virtues" as the prompt itself, or pick one of each as stand-alone prompt.
Co-written with icedx @ noiredeluxure

The Greyhound bus stop was a good forty-five minute walk from Xavier’s, but the mutant formerly known as X-Man, Havok, figured the exercise would do him some good. For one, it would give him time to decide if he actually wanted to be here, wanted to be back in the realms of the mutant structure the X-Men lived by, or whether he wanted to take a sharp turn left and do a bunk in the opposite direction to New York City. About half-way into the walk, he was in two minds. He still didn’t really know what had brought him back here beyond the fact he had heard that his big brother wasn’t really dead and Alex had struggled to shake the urge to see him lately. That was probably a big reason, but it had been easier to be a coward and stay away. Still, in the wake of the bust up with Lorna, Alex had really been at a loss in his life. The fling with his cougar had been wild and a lot of fun. It afforded a much-needed distraction for a few months until the shine of it wore off and they both got bored. All the thrills were gone, so she dropped Alex off at the bus station in Maryland at his request. They had a passionate snog and a grope goodbye, before he boarded to head to Westchester, all his belongings in one large bag.

Now he was here. He was here on the steps of Xavier’s. Again...Collapse )

Muse | Alex Summers/Havok & Bobby Drake/Iceman
Fandom | X-Men @ noiredeluxure
Word Count | 1,032
Mood: discontentdiscontent