Meme -- Drabble Give-away

[darkdreamer]

Okay, following in the footsteps of several of my friends list, I'm taking part in this drabble meme, but I'm not putting a cap on the number of people who can request drabbles/ficlets. You may request up to five drabbles per person, for the following three fandoms for which I regularly write.


House, MD -- I will write any pairing involving House
Buffy/Angel-verse -- I will write any pairing involving Spike
How I Met Your Mother -- I will write any pairing involving Barney

Yes, I have a major thing for blue-eyed, arrogant jerks with a hidden softer side -- anyone on my f-list probably knows that by now :P hehe

Please leave me your prompts, and let me know if you want something less dark than my usual fare, because if you don't let me know, it's going to be most likely dark :P 

Thanks, guys :)

Looking forward to your prompts :)

*hugs*
DoS

Comments

The popular meme of the night lol

[bishojo-kitsune.livejournal.com]

:) Hee, this should be fun...

(1) Amnesia
(2) Coma
(3) Catatonia

House/Wilson please, you can go as dark as you can want ;)

[2cbetter2.livejournal.com]

Okay I'm gonna have to take you up on this, just one to start with:

1) ice

House/Cuddy

[snogged.livejournal.com]

1) Voyeur
2) Body Binding

And Barney/Lily/Marshall

[onceuponapillow.livejournal.com]

Angel, Buffy/Spike, Buffy goes to LA to get Dana

Buffy, Buffy/Spike, Rain

Buffy, Buffy/Spike, cool breeze

House, House/Cuddy, white lace

House, House/Cuddy, Being known

[velvetwhip.livejournal.com]

Spike/Willow: nostalgia

Spike/Willow: loneliness

Spike/Dawn: cheating



Gabrielle

[pomak78.livejournal.com]

ATS, Angel/Spike/Faith, prompt: control

ATS, Angel/Spike/Faith, prompt: jealousy

[lilithisbitter.livejournal.com]

How I Met Your Mother - Greg/Barney - "That monster in a suit raped my little brother. Then chopped his hair off just to mock him. Barney doesn't remember any of that. He still thinks he lost his virginity to Rhonda."

House, MD - Amber/House AU- "Because I know what makes you tick and tock. And what turns you on. And because he loves to watch. I know you know he likes it."

HIMYM/House - Foreman/Barney - What happened after that comment_fic you wrote. From Foreman's POV.

Buffy - Spike/Buffy - "I could kill you, Slayer." "Go ahead... do it... I'll make it easy." "And that ruins the fun."

How I Met Your Mother - Marshall/Barney - Strip Twister "Barney, that's not even possible." "Yoga!' "Isn't that gay?" "Says the man with his fingers up my ass."

[xeelia.livejournal.com]

Spike/Dawn: Whore
Spike/Dawn: Hunting

[amproof.livejournal.com]

BtVS:

Spike/Tara--gen. sweet (but angst o.k.)

Spike/Joy--gen. sweet (no angst, but not fluff

safety/unanticipated friendships/not opposites at all

Hope those inspire. :)

[liliaeth]

Spike, prompt: new life

[mrszowiejones.livejournal.com]

1) himym/ barney + ted /never had the chance to tell him
(the more angst the better)

2) housemd/ house+cuddy+baby / expected interruption
(turn it into sweetness if you want to, but you don't have to)




hah. and if you are bored and interested (because it doesn't
involve your favourite pairings): anything with 13 and Robin ;)

[lizzielizzie.livejournal.com]

House, House/Cameron, giving in
House, House/Cameron/Chase, spying
House, House/Wilson/Cuddy, One-upsmanship
House, House/Wilson/Lucas, busted

If three-ways aren't allowed, choose the pairing of your choice. :-)

[spikesredqueen.livejournal.com]

I hope I'm not to late to take you up on this offer but if not how about some Spike/Willow - prompt: nails

[dreamsofspike.livejournal.com]

Hope it's what you had in mind.

It's 100 words exactly :p



She seems helpless – small and thin and pixie-ish in his strong hands – and yet, she wields a power over him that few ever have before.

She whimpers as his hands run over her body, then lets out a happy little hum as he draws her close, and her tiny hands run up and down his back. As the intensity of their union increases, however, so does her confidence, and her hands go from tentative and gentle to grasping and possessive.

He’s hers, as she is his – and her nails score his back with the deep red marks that prove it.

[travln1.livejournal.com]

I'll take you up on your offer! 2 please:

1. House/Cuddy: Pain. Go as dark as you please, I know it's your thing :)
2. House/Cuddy: Coffee. How about one that isn't dark, too.

Please and thank you!

[koshiii.livejournal.com]

1) House/Wilson - bourbon
2) House/anyone - recreation
2) House/anybody - stereo system

[swirlsofblue.livejournal.com]

1) House; Dark!House- perspective

2) House/Spike- eternity

Thankyou :)

[arhh.livejournal.com]

House/Wilson- and it can be as dark as you like- BUT instead of Wilson being the dark one, it has to be House....

[spikesredqueen.livejournal.com]

*squee* it's perfect! I loved it, hot and intense in just 100 words! Thank you!

[dreamsofspike.livejournal.com]

hehe... thanx so much, love, so glad you liked it :) *Hugs*

[dreamsofspike.livejournal.com]

Okay, how's this, love? :)


He should feel relieved.

After months of loneliness, Wilson has finally returned, surrendering to the inevitable force that continually draws them together, although they both know they’d be better off without each other. Wilson didn’t quite apologize – but he’s here, and that means something, doesn’t it?

All it means is that they’re one day closer to the next time he runs for his life.

And no matter what – House can’t allow that to happen.

He can’t lose him again.

Wilson should have been suspicious when he volunteered to cook – but he wasn’t. House knows the food isn’t good. He’s no cook – and the charred taste should cover up the bitterness of the sedatives.

When this meal is over, House will finally have the peace of knowing that Wilson will never leave him again.

[dreamsofspike.livejournal.com]

Okay, here's the "perspective" one :)



Seeing her from this perspective – intimate and familiar, as if he knows her better than he knows himself – he can’t help but finally see what Wilson saw, all those months ago. As time passes without rest, and he gradually becomes more used to her presence – and more distanced from reality – House begins to welcome her voice, her jokes, her existence in and out of his head.

She is amused by the same things as he is, thinks in the same unique way that he does, and accepts him as he is in a way that she never did when she was alive.

He can barely remember that now.

Isn’t that now?

A part of his mind knows he should beware of her.

After all, she tried to make him kill Chase.

Still, he can’t help but be seduced when she whispers sweet promises in his ear in the middle of the night, lying close beside him on his bed.

“All you have to do is this one thing… and we can all be together… the three of us… forever. He won’t miss me… won’t blame you… anymore… and we’ll all three be happy and at peace.”

House awakens in the morning with a fresh sense of purpose as he heads for the hospital, Amber as always at his side.

It’s amazing what a fresh perspective can do to a hopeless situation.

[dreamsofspike.livejournal.com]

He's alone in his office, his back to the door, staring out the window into the darkness. When he hears the door open, he turns in mild alarm. He hasn't got a patient, and Wilson went home hours ago. It's far too late for anyone else to be seeking him out.

He frowns suspiciously at the bleached blond in black leather that stands unnervingly close to him -- and how did he get there so fast?

"You're House, yeah? Dr. Gregory House?"

"Why?" House asks slowly, eyes narrowed, head tilted speculatively.

"Got a problem," the blond explains in a low voice with a heavy British accent. "Heard you might be the one what could fix it for me."

House turns away, bored, waving a dismissive hand. "There're other doctors."

"I'm not the sort of bloke that cares for doctors much," the stranger confesses, and House tries not to show his uneasiness, his hand tightening on his cane as the blond advances. "Heard you were the best, though. If anyone can help me... you can."

House turns to face him again, wanting to be at no disadvantage. A wary smirk forms on his lips as he guesses.

"What type of 'bloke' might that be? The type who doesn't want official records to mark his tracks?"

"The kind who doesn't want medical tests that will just stir up trouble," the blond corrects. "Se.. got this chip in my head. Government blokes put it in there..."

"Sure it wasn't the aliens?"

House jumps backward, all traces of mockery vanished into stunned horror as the blond's face suddenly shifts and he lunges toward him with an animalistic snarl. Before House can raise his cane in defense, it's been snatched from him and hurled across the room, and he's in this creature's -- for this is surely not a man -- grasp.

"You'll help me... Doctor..." the blond informs him in a low voice of menace.

"Why?" House demands, unsure where the bravado is coming from, or what its purpose is at this point. He's clearly in over his head. "What's in it for me?"

Fangs glisten in the light from the streetlamp outside his office, and golden eyes leer at him as the blond -- vampire -- answers in a chillingly soft voice.

"Your life." He pauses, some of the menace fading as he smiles and adds, "And... answers. Heard those are important to you. And I bet there's a bloody lot of questions floating around up there right now..."

He taps a finger agaisnt House's temple, then grips his hair and pulls his head back, fangs hovering over his throat. House tenses, preparing for the worst.

"So, Doc... we got a deal?"

House swallows hard and nods in agreement. It's not as if he has a choice.

An hour later, he can't believe it -- but he's found the chip the vampire described, and removed it. He has no idea what it does -- but he intends to find out.

"So?" he prods as he finishes the sutures and the vampire sits up on the table, smiling in satisfaction.

"So what?"

"My turn. Answers."

As the vampire slides off the table and turns to face him fully, House feels his blood run cold at the sly expression on his face. He takes a backward step, awkward without his cane, and swallows hard.

"And... my life. Don't forget that part," he adds cautiously.

The vampire's grin widens as he slowly advances, and House knows he's far too fast for House to outrun.

"Oh, I'll do you one better'n that, Doc," the monster offers in a voice of silken death. "How's eternity sound?"

[dreamsofspike.livejournal.com]

It only happened once.

A single, accidental overstep -- completely the fault of the bourbon, and not at all due to any private desires Wilson might have had prior to that fateful night. House had thought about pushing him away – had actually intended to, thought that was what he was doing – until he realized all at once that he was actually returning the kiss. Of course, before it could go any farther, House stopped Wilson and got him settled on the sofa for the night.

He wasn’t even sure if Wilson remembered it the following morning.

At any rate, the next time they hung out at House’s apartment, he made sure that they had plenty of bourbon.

[dreamsofspike.livejournal.com]

House/anyone, recreation


House doesn’t really get a lot of recreation.

That works out well for Chase, who’s trying to balance his job, his relationship with Cameron, and the new demands of his not-boss on his time, now that Wilson’s out of the picture – and who knows how long that will last.

Chase hopes it doesn’t last very much longer.

The occasional bowling match… a night out at a bar once a week or so – it’s not really all that much to ask… for now.

Chase knows it won’t end there.

He and House aren’t really all that close yet.

Chase doesn’t think he wants to know what types of recreation House might expect from him if he ever gets as close to him as Wilson once was.