|raisedbymoogles (raisedbymoogles) wrote,|
@ 2009-01-17 19:53:00
|Current music:||Hell - The Tiger Lillies|
|Entry tags:||memes, tmnt, transformers, writing|
Oh, what the hell.
It's not as if there's anything else going on in my life right now. ;P Another writing meme!
The Microfic Meme
Try to write different categories of fic (angst, fluff, UST, etc) in one sentence
The original concept seems to be that I just do whatever in this exercise - but let's have some fun. Give me a character/series/pairing/kumquat and I'll fill out the categories for you.
You all know my fandoms, but just in case, they're listed in my interests. ;) To start us off, here's some Turtlefic, because a throwaway comment from (lj)poptartodoom inspired me. ^_^
Leo paced outside the closed doors, his accustomed discipline failing him as he imagined what Splinter was saying to his brothers. No matter what Raph, Donny, and Mikey had done, the fact that he hadn't been there to stop them meant it was all his fault.
Mikey slung his backpack onto the floor with a groan and wandered into the kitchen. "Mr. Elm is out for blood," he informed the back of Donny's head, "and have I mentioned how much English lit sucks?" A distracted shrug was all he got in return, Donatello absorbed completely in his project for the school science fair.
"This way," Donatello declared, and suited actions to words, leaping to the next roof. The others followed without hesitation; though Leonardo was the best with magic, it was Donny they all turned to when divination was called for.
"You little-!" Starscream made a grab for his tormentor, but Mikey danced out of his reach with a whoop of joy - leading him further and further away from his post as his brothers moved in.
"Tell me where they are," the turtle growled; when the thug didn't answer right away, Michelangelo threw a punch that crushed his windpipe.
"I wish you wouldn't keep this thing around," Leo complained, waggling the broken mouser.
Donny shrugged. "It's a war trophy."
"I, uh," Casey hedged, sudden nakedness making him lose his bravado.
Raph, who didn't have that problem, reached up and tugged the human down onto the bed with him. "Don't tell me you're havin' second thoughts," he said quietly.
"No! No, it's not that." Casey looked away, embarrassed. "I've just never been with another guy before."
"Um... can we keep her?"
Splinter opened his mouth to say something along the lines of 'hell no,' but the little redheaded girl preempted him by darting under his sleeve to hug him around the waist. Watching her grin up at him, all big blue eyes and adorable freckles, Splinter felt his resistance melting away.
"Agh- ow- geez- I'm not a demon, okay?" Leo flailed helplessly at his attacker, while thinking ruefully that his training never prepared himself for this. Evil ninjas, fine, monsters, fine, but how does one defend oneself from an angry nun?
"Would you hold still? It's your own fault-"
"Oh, shove it up your - ow!"
April accepted the tea Splinter gave her with a nod of thanks. "It sounds as though they've patched things up again."
"Only until the next time," Splinter grumbled, pouring another cup for himself.
"So going to hell," Raph sighed. His lover hummed sleepy agreement, snuggling up close, and Raph couldn't find it within himself to worry about his eternal salvation.
Without looking, April grabbed a bread knife from the dish drainer, blocked the ninja's attack, and spin-kicked her attacker into the opposite wall. Her eye caught Casey's and she smirked; suddenly Casey needed to adjust his pants.