Prompt me

[louiselux]

I'm feeling the need for some writing inspiration at the moment. Leave me a prompt and I'll write something (of some length or other) to fit it. First ten prompts, please.

Fandoms are listed in my interests, but at the moment they are tennis and Saiyuki... or any other fandom you think you might be able to prod me into writing. I'm feeling semi-adventurous. A bit.

Also, it's the last day for Fedal fridge magnet fic entries. I spent most of yesterday rearranging words and scratching my head. It's such a good challenge - come and play.

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[louiselux.livejournal.com]

"The moon is so bright tonight that I can see colours," Koumyou said. His gaze drifted from Nii's eyes to his lips. "Pink, especially." He smiled. "You were a beautiful young man."

"Are you saying I've gone off now I'm older?"

Koumyou's laugh was full of light. He ran his hand over Nii's chest. It felt heavy. "Aha. No. Just, you know." He sounded so sweet and blushing. It was all an act. "Young men are so nice and... tight."

"Try me."

"I shall, thank you."

Koumyou was warm, weighted against him in his wide bed. His hair, falling down around them, smelled of the cut price shampoo he insisted was better than more expensive brands. His mouth was soft, his tongue driving and hungry, his body hard and powerful, his mind inscrutable. That was almost the best bit.

Through walls four feet thick, the thrum of Hyakougan Maoh's life support system was barely audible. Somewhere, it was a late summer night, rich with the fragrance of night flowers and earth warmed by the sun all day. The air was colder and deader in the lower levels of Houtou. Somewhere, in some other place, crickets were chirping.

"You're not here," Nii said, to the shade on his chest.

There was no answer, of course. He would have to leave him room and walk upstairs to glimpse the moon.

[2metaldog.livejournal.com]

Ahhh, thank you. That was very... bitter sweet. They could've been so lovely together *sigh*.

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

They are bittersweet... It seems to be the only way I can write them. I do think Nii was verging on happy memories here though.