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[munnin]

Picture Inspiration Meme!
Stolen from Glori and out of desire for inspiration. Check hers out here...

Rules:
1. Post a comment with picture (e.g. pretty people, pretty fanart, photo manipulations, ect.)
2. Any NSFW pictures should be LINKED not EMBEDDED and have a warning for the younger crowd and anyone else who may need the warning.
3. Write fic for a picture (only if you're inspired to).
4. Only one picture per comment, but multiple comments are allowed.
5. Have fun!

Comments

[alexiel-neesan.livejournal.com]

Band!AU, straight after Black Orchid...

[munnin-odanin.livejournal.com]

It took a while to filter through that the beach house was home. Home was far too abstract a concept after three years on the road. Home was... an overnight bag you grabbed out of the back of the van, a favourite blanket or pillow that travelled with you from hotel to hotel not this...

Her own room...

Steph sat on the floor, her back to the door as she contemplated this corundum.

This was her room...

Not one she had to share with any of the boys... not unless she wanted to...

Her room.

Her wardrobe... that she could put stuff in...

Hotel wardrobes never had stuff. Her stuff lived in her bag so she could grab it again in the morning. Even Alfred never hung stuff in wardrobes. If he pressed something, he’s hung it on a door or a hook or somewhere it could be seen, that way nothing got left behind but...

Dick stuck his head around the door and spotted her sitting on the floor. “You ok Princess?” He asked, crouching to check on the cut on her forehead.

“Wardrobe.” She muttered, batting his hand away from the cut. It was barely a graze, nothing compared to what Tim and Jay when through.

“The wardrobe’s freaking you out?” Dick asked, softly cupping her face, forcing her to focus.

Slowly she pulled herself back together and looked at him. Dick was a wreck, dark bags under his eyes after more than a week running in empty. They got Tim back but... they were a long way from good and Dick knew it. Tim’s recover was going to take...as long as it took. “We’re gunna be here a while aren’t we?”

He sat down beside her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. “O said the place is ours and...I think we’re better off hanging around for a while. At least till Tim gets a little stronger...”

She nodded, if nothing else- to stop him talking. The thought of how long Tim would need to recover from this scared the hell out of her. “It’s just... wardrobe, you know?”

He gave a humourless little laugh and kissed the top of her head. “Yeah, I get it.” He hugged her for a moment before getting up to pull her favourite boots out of her bag. He placed them, with great ceremony, in the bottom of the wardrobe. “Wardrobe.” He announced like the proclamation of law.

Steph grinned and grabbed her bag, upending it all over the rug. “Floordrobe.” She announced, just as seriously.

He grabbed her and pulled her into a hug. “Your room, your rules.”

She flopped down on the bed with a sigh.

Right, now the walls need decorating!

Re: Band!AU, straight after Black Orchid...

[alexiel-neesan.livejournal.com]

I totally get the "Holy banana I have a wardrobe/insert other detail." and somehow that one thing takes all the focus of the freak out/revelation. Especially after Black Orchid and the past and everything smacking them in the face.

Re: Band!AU, straight after Black Orchid...

[munnin-odanin.livejournal.com]

I'm glad it worked! Writing Steph freaking was surprisingly easy...