Finishing the meme of death!
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munninHey Gentlefolk.
Thank you all so very much for the support and prompts. I’m almost finished my 50 word table and it’s been a great adventure but I’ve got nine left.
Please, please, please help me finish this?
With your consent I promise to post all the fics on their appropriate communities.
Thank you all again!
Munnin
Last few prompts
01 – Motion 02 – Cool 04 – Last
07 – One 12 – Wait 28 – Fortune
34 – Sing 37 – Time 38 - Wash
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Date: 2010-01-24 08:16 am (UTC)Clark/Bruce Wait
Bart Motion
Tim/Kon Sing for kirax2
Date: 2010-01-24 11:38 am (UTC)Kon turned the music up just a little louder, singing along as he tidied up the Tower. It was one of his favourite songs and while there was no-one else around, there was no reason not to enjoy it.
Music was one of the great battlegrounds of the Teen Titans – Gar’s taste was too bouncy, too much cheap bop. Vic’s music was too heavy. Kory’s was too...alien. And as for the other girls... the less said about that the better.
Only Robin’s taste in music was even slightly listenable. Tim’s collection was so varied that he always managed to find something the others would like. Kon had even borrowed a few CDs off him, finding stuff he’d liked and never heard before.
But this one was a classic! The sort of old Springsteen-esque song that almost everyone knew the words to. Given the others weren’t due for a couple of hours he just opened his lungs up and sang.
Tim leant in the doorway, watching as Kon’s big lungs belted out the song. Kon’s singing was more...volumous than good but passionate and Superboy was clearly enjoying himself. Tim smiled, loving the way Kon swayed in time to the music, crooning into the handle of the broom he was wielding.
“Bravo.” Tim whispered as the lost chord died, startling his friend almost out of his skin.
“Shit Rob! Why you gotta sneak up on me like that?” Kon rubbed his forehead. “Oh god. How long have you been standing there?”
“Long enough.” Tim grinned, slinking towards Kon to take the broom from his hands.
“Oh that’s embarrassing.” Kon muttered, turning slightly red.
“Actually,” Tim grinned, peeling Kon’s hands away from his face. “I was rather impressed.” He stepped closer, his hands resting on Kon’s hips. “Will you sing for me sometime?”
Re: Tim/Kon Sing for kirax2
Date: 2010-01-24 11:52 am (UTC)Re: Tim/Kon Sing for kirax2
Date: 2010-01-24 12:28 pm (UTC)Re: Tim/Kon Sing for kirax2
Date: 2010-01-24 04:43 pm (UTC)The interaction at the end was just perfect, too. ^^
Re: Tim/Kon Sing for kirax2
Date: 2010-01-24 11:21 pm (UTC)Thank you so much for playing. I’ve had so much fun writing these.
Clark/Bruce Wait for kirax2
Date: 2010-01-24 11:40 am (UTC)Clark spread his hands over the broad, expanse of Bruce’s shoulders, pressing gently on the tight knots of bruising hidden beneath the suit.
“Don’t.” Batman growled, his voice tight and controlled but Clark could hear the underlying pain.
“Why not?” Clark chided gently, using his heat vision to warm Bruce’s skin though the latex. “Bruce please? I saw you fall. Even I couldn’t have taken that as quietly as you did.”
Batman pulled away, catching Superman’s hands in his own as he turned to face his friend and ally. “Wait. Not here.”
Superman used the vigilante’s grip to pull him closer, the wind catching his cape to furl around them both. “Embarrassed to be seen with me?”
Batman’s smile was grim and tight. “Not at all.” He let his hold on Clark’s wrists drop. “But if I’m going to have your hands on me,” he whispered darkly. “I’d rather be out of this suit.”
Re: Clark/Bruce Wait for kirax2
Date: 2010-01-24 05:11 pm (UTC)ETA: I think this would be well-received at the worlds_finest comm. ^^
Re: Clark/Bruce Wait for kirax2
Date: 2010-01-24 11:23 pm (UTC)Cool! I don’t know that community. I’ll have the check it out. Thanks.
Bart Motion for kirax2
Date: 2010-01-24 11:43 am (UTC)Stillness hurt for Bart. It was like being imprisoned in his own skin. He did his best to stay in motion, vibrating fast on the spot when he has to look like he was standing still.
But this... this was harder to deal with than any stillness he’d ever known. Every movement, no matter how slight, tightened the bonds just a little more. The cord around his neck was inching tighter, moving closer and closer to cutting off his airway.
His chest heaved fast, panting short and shallow breaths just to stop from passing out. The others will come soon...surely... His mind was racing, running the laps around his head that his body couldn’t. They wouldn’t leave me like this...they’ll come.
The cramps in his legs were excruciating, his muscles vibrated with confinement, feeling like they were going to rip themselves away from his joints. The pain was almost too much; he wasn’t going to be able to hold on too much longer. If he didn’t move soon he’d go mad and if he did... the cord tightened slightly, cutting into his neck.
I’mgonnadieI’mgonnadieI’mgonnadieI’mgonnadie
Bart gulped one last breath before...
The lights went out and for a moment Bart was convinced he’d died.
And then the light came back on and hands were on him.
“We’ve got you Bart.” Robin whispered, his blade moving swiftly to free Bart from the cords.
Kon’s strong arms held him up as Robin freed his legs.
“I...I...” he stammered, letting the others rub the blood back into his limbs.
Robin shed his cape, wrapping it around Bart’s naked form. “Do you want Kon to fly you back to the tower?” he asked, helping Bart into his spare uniform.
“No...I...I need...”
“You need to run.” Kon said, surprisingly softly. “We understand. Mind if I run with you? Just in case.”
Bart nodded, letting the two of them help him to his feet. “Thanks...” he stuttered, “I just...”
Robin leaned in, pressing a kiss to Bart’s forehead. “We understand.”
Re: Bart Motion for kirax2
Date: 2010-01-24 05:14 pm (UTC)Re: Bart Motion for kirax2
Date: 2010-01-24 11:28 pm (UTC)