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said_scarlett) wrote2007-05-09 10:31 am
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damned Drabbles!
More damned Drabbles!
Title: Hero Worship
Pairing: Hints of Tamaki/Robin Hood
Written for:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
nijiironohako
Rating: PG
Summary: Tamaki was prey to his hero worship.
No matter how he tried, Tamaki couldn’t shake the sense of awe he felt every time he looked at the older man. He couldn’t stop his heart from beating just a touch faster, his breath coming just a touch quicker, his stomach knotting just a small bit. What else could he do in the presence of a true hero? To sit at the side of a legend was something Tamaki had only dreamed of, in his wildest flights of fancy. And no matter how he tried, he couldn’t stop himself from laying a hand on Robin’s arm, and leaning close.
Title: Portrait of a Family
Pairing: N/A
Written for:tessith
Rating: G
Summary: Family is what you make it.
It was overcast. The light filtering down from the skylights in the Sunroom was weak, gray. Lust reclined on a couch, eyes focused on some spot across the room. River lay with her head in the homunculus’s lap, Lust’s fingers idly stroking her hair. Scar watched, face hard, hands clenched and shoulders rigid like some graven carving of a dead saint. Standing, arms folded and eyes scanning the room, Dias held himself like a sentry, always alert, always on guard. No one spoke a word - River hummed, under her breath, but nothing more.
Among family, no words were needed.
damned Drabbles!Title: Hero Worship
Pairing: Hints of Tamaki/Robin Hood
Written for:
nijiironohakoRating: PG
Summary: Tamaki was prey to his hero worship.
No matter how he tried, Tamaki couldn’t shake the sense of awe he felt every time he looked at the older man. He couldn’t stop his heart from beating just a touch faster, his breath coming just a touch quicker, his stomach knotting just a small bit. What else could he do in the presence of a true hero? To sit at the side of a legend was something Tamaki had only dreamed of, in his wildest flights of fancy. And no matter how he tried, he couldn’t stop himself from laying a hand on Robin’s arm, and leaning close.
Title: Portrait of a Family
Pairing: N/A
Written for:
tessithRating: G
Summary: Family is what you make it.
It was overcast. The light filtering down from the skylights in the Sunroom was weak, gray. Lust reclined on a couch, eyes focused on some spot across the room. River lay with her head in the homunculus’s lap, Lust’s fingers idly stroking her hair. Scar watched, face hard, hands clenched and shoulders rigid like some graven carving of a dead saint. Standing, arms folded and eyes scanning the room, Dias held himself like a sentry, always alert, always on guard. No one spoke a word - River hummed, under her breath, but nothing more.
Among family, no words were needed.
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Thank you so much! It's so sweet and perfect. It reads like I'm looking at a portrait, just like the title. Even if that makes no sense at all. Ahhh, I wish I could make icons. XD ILU.
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Can I ask for a Tamaki/Elena drabble if I write something for you in return? *dork*
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You know, it's funny, because as we type, I'm writing out a Tamaki/Haruhi/Elena fantasy-type fic. Okay, right now it's just Elena/Haruhi, but still!
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I LOVE YOU. XD!
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Love them both. Especially Lust playing with River's hair. I'm a hand of the hair touching and it's just so tender.
I really need to get my fox socks on and post Robin more.
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YOU DO! Tamaki can tell Robin all of his woes!
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Works made me so much worse at keeping up!