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cris • tee • nuh ([info]cristina_lacosa) wrote,
@ 2009-11-24 23:14:00


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RPWRIMO final stretch - MEME! :]
Here's how it happens. You give me a couple, any couple (so long as I've played one of the characters) and I'll write a drabble around 100 words about them in reply to your comment. This can be ANY couple (anything.. shippiness or cuteness or whatever), and it can have been a game-canon couple, or something completely off-the-wall. I do back-history, I do future, and I do AU crack. If you want a particular theme or rating, let me know. The ratings will be anywhere from G to uh, well I suppose NC-17 but I dunno if I can get that in 100ish words.

/ = Shippyness and "and" means ordinary interaction



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[info]im_sirius
2009-11-25 05:18 am UTC (link)
EMMELINE/SIRIUS. AND HIS BABY.

Rory/Emmeline, Christmas shopping.

Emmeline and Laura!

Sirius and James SOMETHING FTW>

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[info]cristina_lacosa
2009-11-25 07:46 pm UTC (link)
"Yeah...Lily's definitely going to kill you, this time."

James couldn't even muster a glare toward his best friend. His body was frozen in shock, fist pressed to his mouth to force down the aggravated scream that was ready to erupt from his throat. How had this happened? This could not be possible it was not---this just did not happen by accident.

Sirius tilted forward into James' line of vision and waved a hand in front of his mate's face, "Yoooo hooo, Prongs." He reached out and flicked James in the center of his forehead, and was actually quite impressed that his friend kept his focused expression.

"It's really not that bad, I mean," Sirius straightened, and shrugged his shoulders in a defensive manner, "This must happen to guys all the time."

"No," James let out, the first sound he'd allowed himself to emit in nearly ten minutes, "No, this does not happen to guys all the time. This----this----" He waved his hand toward the monstrosity, and couldn't find the words. James let out a moan and dropped down to the carpet, head in his hands.

Sirius sighed and looked over to the bane of James' current existence. Sitting happily on the couch were Harry the baby and Wilbur the labrador, soaked in the bright blue paint that was supposed to be put onto the walls of the nursery. Instead, it was trailed throughout the house and onto every possible inch of furniture that Harry could get his paws on---er--hands. Wilbur had the paws.

"Two minutes, I looked away for two minutes," James moaned, and Sirius patted his friend's head, figuring it would be a good thing not to mention the blotch of blue on the back of James' neck.

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[info]cristina_lacosa
2009-11-25 07:47 pm UTC (link)
not really FTW but it made me lol xDD

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[info]notagrapefruit
2009-11-25 05:23 am UTC (link)
Euan/Rebecca [[[[: First bb maybe

Andromeda/Mark - lol as interns

Marissa finding out Will is a DE?

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Euan/Rebecca!
[info]cristina_lacosa
2009-11-25 06:29 am UTC (link)
Her fingers curled nervously against her chin. Rebecca couldn't help but wince at the precariously levitating crib, and itched to grab her wand and help. But it had become a rule in the household that she was not to strain herself whatsoever. Even simple wand tasks were examined and more than 90% of the time deemed too risky during such a delicate state as pregnancy.

She'd understand if she was further along, and not a measly three months. She didn't have any semblance of a bump, she hadn't even suffered through morning sickness! If her healer hadn't run those blood tests, she probably would still be in the dark about the little boy growing inside of her.

"Darling--" She started forward, reaching out to Euan. He was attempting to land the crib at an exact measurement from the window ("Because studies show that waking up with the sunrise in your eyes--") and it was proving difficult. "Euan, you're going to--!"

The light thud against the wall forced Rebecca's eyes to shut, and she waited until she counted to ten before opening her eyes. Her husband was scratching his head as he stared down at the dent in the wall, and looked sheepishly over at her. Rebecca hurried over to examine the damage, and while it wasn't terrible, neither of them certainly knew how to fix such things.

"I'm not a porcelain doll," she said with a sigh, her hand running over the mark before straightening up. Rebecca couldn't help but smile at the redness of her husband's face, "I'm just pregnant."

"You're not just pregnant," Euan responded immediately, his hands going to her shoulders, "You're carrying our baby, our son, and---I want everything to be perfect."

Rebecca felt her heart flutter wildly and she pushed forward to kiss Euan strongly. It was going to be perfect, she knew it--they had not dealt with the more troublesome bumps in the past just to let the wonderful ones like this go badly. She was going to be as careful as possible, and she would, for the most part, give in to his concerns.

They parted, and Rebecca tapped his nose with a quick finger, "I'm hiring a decorator."

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[info]crocketed
2009-11-25 05:33 am UTC (link)
HAPPY GOLDSTEINS!

Frank and James? idk they've been quiet lately hahha

Noah and Odette (lol always enjoy them)

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Noah/Odette
[info]cristina_lacosa
2009-11-25 09:11 pm UTC (link)
His head knocked against the door of the bathroom for the hundredth time. Noah slid his head to rest his cheek against the wood of the door and stared down at Terry, who was watching the display with the utmost interest.

"Mum's being ridiculous," he explained, and was startled by a quick slam from the other side of the door.

"SHUT UP, NOAH," Odette's shrilly voice came from inside the bathroom, and Terry covered his mouth to hold back his laughter. Noah let out a wince of a grin at his son before knocking on the door once again. This was not supposed to take this long, he knew for a fact. "This stupid thing isn't working!"

"You have been in there for nearly an hour," Noah said, leaning his shoulder against the door, "My sister says it's supposed to only take five minutes, annnnd we are going on..."

"Fifty-three!" Terry quipped, and Noah nodded enthusiastically.

"You heard the boy," he said, dropping his head back.

"Well it's broken," Odette claimed, though there was a sudden rattling that sounded suspiciously like potion vials coming from behind the door. Noah's brow furrowed and he pressed his nose against the wood once more.

"If it's not doing anything, then that means---you know, negative." Noah felt a quick pain in his chest at the thought, but took a breath and gathered himself. "C'mon, Odette, it's not a big deal."

"It's not---not doing anything!"

Her words made Noah's throat go dry, and he looked over to Terry to see if the boy had understood.

"That's a double negative, Mummy," Terry explained, kicking his feet off the edge of the bed. Noah wondered if his son was spending too much time with Noël, but then the boy let out a disgustingly loud burp and then wondered if Martin should be allowed to baby sit, ever again.

"Double negatives mean a positive," Terry continued, rambling off some grammar lessons he must have picked up. "So if it's not not doing anything....that means it is and----ooh Mummy's got a baby in there!"

The door to the bathroom opened slowly, and Odette avoided Noah's eyes as she stared over at Terry. Tears were in her eyes and on her cheeks, and she handed Noah the pink sparking vial and dropped down onto the bed next to Terry. Gaping at the sparks, Noah took a few moments to react.

"Well---I guess. It works."

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[info]crocketed
2009-11-25 05:47 am UTC (link)
OMFG ANNA AND ELIJAH

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[info]holocron
2009-11-25 07:10 am UTC (link)
UMMMMMMM GABRIEL/RACHEL. DUH.

And I cannot get enough of the Fawcetts and their brood, So. DEFINITELY ONE OF THOSE.


And I feel like the Lestranges have gotten no love from us lately. So them too!

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Fawcetts!
[info]cristina_lacosa
2009-11-26 05:06 am UTC (link)
"One, two, three, four---five." Bess eyed the line of children carefully, and once again ticked off her fingers. "One, two-----five, where's Callum?"

The line, put together in height order, was missing its second to last member. The kids dug their toes in the sand and blocked the sun from their eyes with their hands, and maintained a completely neutral expression as Bess questioned for the whereabouts of their sibling.

Bess hardened her glare as her hands pressed into her waist, and she saw her husband come up from the corner of her eye. Drystan dropped the cooler and umbrella, his tongue clicking immediately, "Where's Callum?"

"I do not know, Daddy!" Catriona squeaked, her eyes casting a long look down the line. As the youngest, she was very good at living up to the part of tattle-tale. She received many glares from her older, much taller siblings, and Bess took a deep breath through her nose.

Bess lifted up a stern finger, taking one step forward, "If we don't know where your brother is in five seconds, I am going to---"

"He was being a brat!" Sadie exclaimed.

"A total brat, he deserved it!" Stephen added.

"It could've been a lot worse," Brian lamented, looking almost depressed about the fact.

"We didn't bury him too deep," Dinah finally revealed, and Bess felt like her brain was going to explode. Drystan stepped forward, fingers pinching the bridge of his nose. He took a deep breath before he spoke.

"Where. Did you. Bury him."

"Under the red bucket by the lifeguard," came the in-unison response.

Bess and Drystan shared a glance, and ordered the rest of their brood to stand still as they went to fetch Callum.

"At we left his head above ground," they heard someone whisper.

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Re: Fawcetts!
[info]cristina_lacosa
2009-11-26 05:08 am UTC (link)
*At least we left his head above ground,"

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[info]mctibs
2009-11-25 08:45 pm UTC (link)
theo and will because they make me lol

chester/bess

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