I will buy you a new life...
Jul. 24th, 2004 09:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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dollsome .
1. Pick any one of my user icons.
2. Write a drabble about the one you picked.
3. Post it for me? Pretty please?
(Then post this in your journal and I'll do the same for you.)
Of course, mine isn't nearly as fun as hers... but try? It was so much fun!
Oh, and for the record, glam rock? Too cool.
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Date: 2004-07-24 08:27 pm (UTC)Maybe I'll come back and so some sort of Love Triangle of Doom drabble. ;)
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Date: 2004-07-24 10:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-24 11:05 pm (UTC)Suckiest. Drabble. Ever.
Date: 2004-07-25 06:08 am (UTC)That dark hand came from the sky, stealing her rock away. The hand was a black shadow, without a body, without a voice; but Sydney knew what – no, who – it was. Lauren.
"I need Zoloft," the spy mumbled as she woke up crying.
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Date: 2004-07-25 10:32 am (UTC)(same to Sunny)
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Date: 2004-07-25 10:57 am (UTC)Re: Suckiest. Drabble. Ever.
Date: 2004-07-25 05:19 pm (UTC)You Asked For It...
Date: 2004-07-26 01:28 am (UTC)I Want Your Sex
Hannah drabbles in a semi-waking moment without any sort of help anywhere in sight.
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She lit the candles, letting the soft aroma of vanilla and cedar wood fill the room. Popping the cork on the champagne she poured two flutes full and set them on the bedside table. She flipped on the stereo, as “I Want Your Sex” by George Michael softly played throughout the bedroom. One last spray of a light musky perfume and she was ready.
Her muscles tensed as she heard the soft sounds of shoes on hardwood coming from the other room. His arms around her waist was the first thing she felt. He tugged her backwards into his body and nuzzled her neck, breathing in her scent.
“Mmmm,” he moaned, sucking on the spot where her neck met her shoulder. “You smell delicious.”
She turned in his arms so that she was facing him. She kissed him fiercely on the mouth, leading him backwards to the bed, slipping her hands into his jacket, letting them trail down his chest and around to his back. “I’ve been waiting for you,” she murmured into his mouth.
They reached the edge of the bed and she slipped his jacket off his shoulders before spinning him around and pushing him onto the bed. He laid there, a smirk on his face and she lithely crawled up his body until she was straddling him. His hands softly slid up her thighs, over her hips, to her waist, she bent over and kissed the smirk off his face, he rolled her over and pinned her to the bed. The song still faintly playing in the background.
It's natural
It's chemical (let's do it)
It's logical
Habitual (can we do it?)
It's sensual
But most of all.....
Sex is something that we should do
Sex is something for me and you
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Remind me not to write at 3 am...like...ever again. Especially about characters I've never seen. ;)
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Date: 2004-07-26 02:34 pm (UTC)Re: You Asked For It...
Date: 2004-07-26 04:41 pm (UTC)I hate you.
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The first thing I notice when she walks into the room is her hair. Long, wild brown curls have replaced the controlled, stylish blonde. She prowls across the floor, swaying her hips with an abandon I've never seen in her. Her clothes aren't Julia, tank top riding up to show flashes of white skin, pants hugging her every curve. I wonder if they're real leather. Before, no matter what hell-hole we were meeting in, she'd insisted on that grey suit. Claimed she looked professional. Suddenly, she's standing in front of me. I lean in to kiss her. She smells different.
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Date: 2004-07-26 02:36 pm (UTC)Re: I hate you.
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