Sneesee's Drabble Thread

[Sneesee]

This looked like so much fun, I couldn't help but join!!!! So, here are my first 3 drabble projects. Very short, all male so far. I am going to just do a mixture of stuff, probably mostly original, but already I have one piece of drabble about Jesse McCartney, and Zac Efron will probably make a few appearances. And High School Musical and Twilight might pop up as well.

I wanted to add that the one thing tying all of these together is that the female character, whoever she may be, is the one with the fetish.

1 - Kink, 2 - Science Fiction, 3 - Frightened, 4 - Fake, 5 – Pencil, 6 – Squint, 7 – Misplaced, 8 – Joy, 9 - Touched, 10 – Cough, 11 – Hot/Cold, 12 – Sin, 13 – Care, 14 – Frail, 15 – The End, 16 – Three, 17 – Never, 18 – Midnight, 19 – Promise, 20 – Fight, 21 – Pollen, 22 – Embarrassment, 23 – Alcohol, 24 – Mask, 25 – Mistake, 26 – Suspicion, 27 – Disagreement, 28 – Assignment, 29 – Purple, 30 – June, 31 – Calculating, 32 – Fall, 33 – Cry, 34 – Relief, 35 – Breath, 36 – Miserable, 37 – Chocolate, 38 – Violent, 39 – Muffle, 40 – Swift, 41 – Run, 42 – Poison, 43 – Contagion, 44 – Tissue, , 45 – Sore, 46 – Enraptured, 47 – Wary, 48 – Pathetic, 49 – Sweat, 50 – Gentle, 51 – Milk, 52 – Ravenous, 53 – Blanket, 54 – Needles, 55 – Sports, 55 – Ruin, 56 – Lovely, 57 – Hospital, 58 – Annoying, 59 – Mother, 60 – Bike, 61 – Idiot, 62 – Puppy, 63 – Control, 64 – Unfair, 65 – Similarities, 66 – Raincoat, 67 – Worship, 68 – Attitude, 69 – Fuck, 70 – Confession, 71 – Floor, 72 – Remedy, 73 – Don't, 74 – Ego, 75 – Heartless, 76 – Lullaby, 77 – Secret, 78 – Shut Up, 79 – Music, 80 – Grudge, 81 – Solitude, 82 – Magic, 83 – Dirty, 84 – City, 85 – Teacher, 86 – Sky, 87 – Hypocrite, 88 – Tattoo, 89 – Money,

90 – Childhood, 91 – Goodbye, 92 – Victory, 93 – Weather, 94 – Photo, 95 – Rage, 96 – Internet, 97 – Fashion, 98 – Favor, 99 – Lazy, 100 – Airplane

Music

With a grin, he strummed out the first few chords of "Beautiful Soul," on his guitar and started to sing. Jesse McCartney was sitting on my couch, singing to me. I felt like the luckiest girl alive. His music was even more amazing in person.

"I don't' want another pretty face, I want your silly one to hold, I don't want my love to go to waste, I want you and your be-huh-autiful, eh, soul," he managed to finish, his breath still hitching slightly. "Eh-chih!"

The music stopped, and he covered his nose and mouth sheepishly as he whispered, "Excuse me."

"Bless you," I said, feeling sort of bad that his urge to sneeze interrupted his song.

He sneezed softly once more, as my cat walked past him, rubbing against his legs.

"Oh, you have a cat. He must me the culprit," Jesse laughed and then sneezed again. There would be no more music in my apartment today, at least not from the poor, allergic pop star.

Airplane

I was already nervous about my first actual flight with the instructor. To make matters worse, it was close quarters in the cockpit, my instructor was no less than handsome, and he appeared to have a bit of a cold.

"Now, I'd like you to bring the airplane around, and head towards…"

I hadn't been looking at him, I was trying to pay attention to the airplane and what I was doing. When he didn't finish his instructions, I cocked my head, waiting patiently for him to continue.

Instead of talking, he quickly pulled his mouthpiece away from his mouth just as his whole upper body thrust forward with three deep and drawn out sneezes.

"God bless you," I stammered. I wasn't sure how I was supposed to actually fly if he was going to keep doing that.

"Thank you," he said, voice thick with congestion. Then he pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and gave a soft and wet blow. "I'm really sorry."

"You know, if you're not feeling well…" I started to say, and saw relief in his expression.

"Would you mind if we re-scheduled?" he offered with a sad smile.

"That would be just fine with me," I said, relieved myself.

"Great," he said, and then turned away from me to sneeze again, three times.

"Bless you," I said, shutting down the plane and taking off my gear, "Get some rest."

Control

Knowing her weakness, and how he could easily manipulate her, he swaggered past where she stood, smiling slyly. She regarded him through a mask of mock anger. She was never really mad at him, just pretending so no one else would know. In fact, the real problem was that neither one wanted to admit how they both felt. The mutual attraction was there, and neither one could change it, nor do anything about it.

His grin widened, and he began a ritual he knew would force her hand. He took in several long and deep breaths, twitching his nose wildly to see if she'd react. She did. Her bottom lip dropped open in shock, and her eyes grew wide with anticipation. After several short hitching noises, and dramatically waving one hand in front of his nose and mouth, he could see he had her. He was in complete control. She was watching his every move. Then he stopped, pretending the sneeze was gone, and she mouthed the word, "Jerk."

[Mewling]

Very nice job, Sneesee! I especially love "control" - wonderful manipulation there.

[sneeztensia]

Singing while sneezing?! HOT!!

[krazykat]

Loved "control"

[tma]

YUM!!! LOOOOVE these. All of them were So good. I think that "Music" would have to be my fav. those- and seriously- now I will always think of that when I hear that song.

[Vetinari]

I wasn't sure how I was supposed to actually fly if he was going to keep doing that.

"Thank you," he said, voice thick with congestion. Then he pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and gave a soft and wet blow. "I'm really sorry."

Delicious!

[Natto]

Oh, I like these a lot! The airplane instructor one was particularly interesting, it's a really unique setting. Great job.

[doggo]

These are lovely! The airplane-one is soooo yummy... What a pity to let him go like that! Talk about tough choices.

[Sneesee]

Thanks everyone! I only have one to add. I mean, I have lots of ideas, but finding the time to sit and write lately is so hard!

Three

Under the tree in the courtyard, they both sat in silence with their faces hidden behind their textbooks. Save for the intermittent chirping from the birds, and people walking and talking, it was very peaceful. She desperately wanted to say something to him, and sound brilliant or witty, but she was at a total loss. He wasn’t helping much as he had hardly said two words to her.

After taking a quick peek at him still engrossed in studying, she sighed and went back to reading as well.

He shifted quickly, capturing her attention. From the look on his face, he appeared to be in pain or something, and she wondered if maybe he’d been stung by a bee or something.

“Are you okay?”

He shook his head and held up his index finger. As she waited, his breathing became labored, and she hoped he wasn’t going into anaphylactic shock or anything. Then he held up his first three fingers, which confused her even more.

“Eh-shuh!” he sneezed violently, and put his ring finger down.

“Bless you,” she squeaked, but he shook his head, mouth hanging open slightly.

“EH-SHOOO! HUH-ASHHHUH!” he sneezed even louder. Then he dropped the next two fingers.

“Goodness, bless you,” she giggled. “What was with the hand signals there?”

“Three,” he said and sniffed.

“Three?”

“Yeah, I always sneeze in threes, so I was counting to make sure,” he explained.

Odd, but kind of cute in a way, she thought to herself.

[Vetinari]

Wow that was delicious. Sneezing in triples would be lovely. And counting down with fingers it just very cute.

[March Hare]

YAY! Sneesee is writing zee drabbles And they're adorable! I love 'Three' especially because it's cute-hot-funny. And 'Control' because it's just HOT.

Lovely that you're participating!

[krazykat]

Sexy

[tma]

SQUEEEE!! I almost missed "Three"- I'm glad I came back and re-read your other drabbles. Very Very cute!!!

[Sneesee]

Here are three more, actually!

Pencil-Original

As I stood at the computer, I sensed that he was standing too close for comfort. Giving him a sideways glance I said, “Did you need something?”

He gave me a goofy grin and said, “Nope.”

I frowned, but as he continued to smile at me, I felt the corners of my mouth turn up despite how annoyed I was. He was fiddling with a pencil, when he suddenly did the unthinkable. He inserted the sharpened end into his nostril.

“What the hell are you doing?”

“I have an itch up in there,” he said, but I knew he was lying.

“Please stop it.”

“Why?”

“You might, um, hurt yourself.”

“No I won’t.”

“Fine, but I can’t watch,” I groaned and stared at my computer screen.

But as soon as I heard his quick intake of breath, my eyes automatically turned to him. He tilted his head back, pencil dangling from his nose, and then flopped forward with a loud and masculine, “HURASHHHOOOO!”

“Bless you,” I said, and giggled because the pencil had flown several feet in front of him.

“Thanks,” he mumbled. Then he said, “Ow.”

“I knew you’d hurt yourself. You shouldn’t stick pointy and sharp objects up there.”

“Yeah, but you liked the result, didn’t ya?”

Damn it, but he was right. I huffed at him and then went back to work.

Teacher-Original

“Thank you so much for meeting with me, I really appreciate it,” he said, his voice slightly hoarse.

“No problem at all,” she said with a smile. “Is everything okay or is there a problem with my daughter in class?”

“Oh no, of course not! Your daughter is very bright indeed, one of my favorite students in class,” he said, which eased her concern quite a bit. “The reason I wanted to meet with you was to discuss the possibility of her taking advanced mathematics next year.”

“Oh, I see. You want to recommend her for that?”

“Yes, and I would be teaching it as well.”

As she considered his suggestion, she caught him reaching over to the tissue box situated on his desk. He gently pulled one out, and held it in front of his face for several seconds. Then in what seemed to be ultra-slow motion, he took in a deep breath, and then buried his face into the tissue with an audible but light sneeze.

“Bless you,” she said, feeling her cheeks flush. His eyes crinkled at the corners, but the tissue hadn’t been lowered. Again, in the same exact fashion, he sneezed again. “Bless you again.”

“Ah, thank you.”

“Are you okay?”

“My allergies are acting up, and with the track practice this afternoon, I’m suffering a little. Thanks for your concern,” he admitted with a broad smile.

Indeed, the man had a killer smile and amazing sneezes. Yes, she definitely had a crush on her daughter’s math teacher.

Sweat-Zac Efron during filming for High School Musical 3

If he could only get this scene right, then he’d be done for the day and could go take a long shower and even longer nap.

“Basketball Playoff final scene, take 24!”

Zac knew what he had to do, and he was not going to screw up this time.

“Cut, cut, CUT!” Kenny Ortega yelled. “Zac doesn’t have enough sweat on his face.”

“What?” Zac practically cried. His hair and face were drenched, how could there not be enough sweat?

“I’m telling you, Zac, on camera, you don’t look sweaty to me. Make-up!” Kenny barked.

The make-up girl ran across the fake gym floor at Kenny’s order with a sponge and bucket of water. Zac groaned. He didn’t want to be soaked without actually taking a shower.

“I’m sorry, Zac,” she whispered, obviously so Kenny wouldn’t hear.

“No problem,” he said. It wasn’t her fault, and she didn’t need to apologize.

She dipped the sponge in the water, and then started dabbing Zac’s face with it. He tolerated it, until she bumped the bridge of his nose a little too roughly.

“Ow,” he moaned, and then wiggled his nose around to get rid of the tickle she caused.

“I am really sorry, Zac, I didn’t mean to-”

He cut her off with a wave of his hand as he turned to his left side and sneezed, “Eh-chuh! Heh-choooo!”

“Bless you, Zac, and I am sorry, again, really,” she stammered.

“Thanks, and don’t worry about it,” he said, sniffled, and gave her a weak smile. “Am I sweaty enough now, Kenny?”

Kenny observed him, one hand on his chin. Zac felt the itch return to his nose, and belted out a couple more sneezes.

“Sweaty and sneezy. Let’s take five everyone until Zac’s finished.”

[Sneesee]

Breath-Troy, High School Musical 3

“Troy and Gabriella’s Rooftop Waltz scene, take 17!”

Zac and Vanessa squared off on the rooftop garden of East High, gazing into each other’s eyes. Soft music began to play.

“Take my hand, take a breath-” Vanessa started to sing.

Zac inhaled dramatically as he was directed, but as he did, he cut off Vanessa’s beautiful song with a harsh and unexpected sneeze.

“CUT!”

“Awww, bless you, Zac,” Vanessa giggled.

Zac went to thank her, but two more sneezes snuck out.

“Zac, are you having some sort of problem?”

“Apparently, my nose really itches. I think it might be all these flowers or something. HUH-EH-CHUH!”

And with that, Zac continued to sneeze.

“Would somebody please get Zac some Claritin so we can get back to filming?” Vanessa said sweetly.

[Sneesee]

Here is another drabble. A friend re-introduced me to a show I grew up with called Moonlighting, which is where I first fell in love with Bruce Willis. And I was so inspired, I had to write a little something about it. As usual, I don't own any of these characters. Darn it.

Muffle-David Addison, Moonlighting (1980's TV show starring Bruce Willis & Cybill Shepherd)

It was a slow day at the Blue Moon Detective agency, and while Maddie Hayes was hard at work in her office next door, David Addison was kind of bored. Whenever Maddie was busy, it ruined his favotie thing to do, which was teasing her. He sighed, and then felt a familiar prickling sensation deep in his nostrils. He knew he was about to sneeze. He also knew his sneezes were a bit loud, since he choose to sneeze with gusto, kind of like how he did everything else in life. As the sneeze blossomed, he breathed in deeply, and then finally let it fly.

"HUH-CHOOOO! Ahhhh," he said, enjoying the feeling of relief afterwards. That feeling lasted only a few seconds, because another tickly feeling crept up on him. Since he had nothing better to do anyway, he figured he'd just sneeze again. "AHHHHH-CHOOOOOOO-UH!"

He knew he was being slightly obnoxious about it, and his office door was wide open. He heard Maddie next door slam her phone down. He whispered a countdown as she opened her door, and when he hit number one, his door flew open. A very irritated Maddie sotrmed inside.

"David, what the hell is all the noise in here?"

"Noise? What noise? I didn't hear any noise?" he said, snirking.

"It sounded like sneezing. Very loud sneezing'" she said pointedly as she marched towards his desk.

"Hmmmm, I didn't hear any sneezing."

"Knock it off, Addison. I heard you sneeze."

At that moment, he sensed another lingering sneeze. Since toying with her was one of his hobbies, he kept going.

"Oh, do you mean like th-this," he said, faltering slightly, and then twisting to the side with a mighty, "HA-CHOOOOOO!"

She screeched and said, "Yes, David, just like that. Would you please cut that out?"

"What, no bless you?" he asked, cocking his head and grinning.

"If you're going to continue to sneeze, for crying out loud please do it quietly," she said wearily. "Some of us are actually working around here."

He gasped in a breath, and she narrowed her eyebrows at him. Then she warned, "Find a way to muffle it or something."

As the next sneeze came rushing out, he snatched the handkerchief out of his suit coat pocket, and used it to cover up the sneeze. Maddie nodded her head in approval at his controlled and much quieter sneeze. She turned and walked out of his office, but before entering her own, she called out to him.

"David?"

"Yes Maddie?"

"Bless you!"

[Raining Strawberry]

Ahhhh Sneesee I love these! Short and sweet... so cute, very hot... wonderful imagery... I tried to pick one or two favorites and failed miserably. I love all of them. I've never even watched High School Musical and I absolutely loved those ones too.

And I know what you mean. It seems like there's never enough time to write when you have a great idea. But lovely job on these drabbles!

[Sneesee]

I'm adding two more drabbles. These are semi-based on a couple of dreams I had last night/this morning. The main male character is my friend Jason from work. He is the one who resembles Zac Efron, so yeah. Anyway, here they are:

Fuck

Quiet days always prompted my mind to wander to places it should never go. Today was no exception. I sat at one end of the counter, my thoughts trailing along aimlessly, while he sat at the other end, nose planted firmly in his textbook. The only sound besides the soft elevator music playing softly in the background was an occasional sniffle from his end of the counter. The sniffling drew my attention to his shapely, yet masculine nose.

So there I sat, laptop in front of me, trying to come up with the next part of my love story, but focused on my co-worker’s nose. He raised his left index finger to the side of his nose, rubbing it slowly. I was transfixed. If only he would…

“Eh-CHUH!”

His loud and completely uncovered sneeze shattered the silence of the tiny bookstore and made my heart thud faster in my chest. I was just about to say something to him, when I saw his nostrils start to flare again, and…

“Heh-CHUUUUUU!”

Another slight pause, with his head tilted backwards just a little bit, and then he fell forward, sneezing into his book a third time.

“CHOOOO!”

“Bless,” I say softly.

“Fuck,” he mutters, and then gives me a sideways glance, his crystal blue eyes smiling.

“Thanks.”

Relief

Fireworks lit the night sky as we lay together on the old and worn quilt I insisted we drag along. I was flat on my back, and he was on his side propped up on one elbow, our bodies touching.

Gently, he nudged me with his nose.

“What was that for?” I whispered.

“My nose started to itch.”

“Oh.”

The boom of the fireworks show and the “oooh” and “ahh” of the crowd almost completely veiled the sound of his sniffling.

“What’s the matter, babe?” I asked, turning so I could see his face better.

He was steadily rubbing the bridge of his nose as he tried to answer me.

“My nose won’t stop itching, it’s driving me insane,” he whined.

“I’m sorry,” I said sympathetically.

“I’m trying to make myself sneeze to get rid of it.”

“Oh.”

I watched him with fascination, ignoring the colorful bursts of light in the sky. He went from rubbing the bridge of his nose to pinching it in frustration. Nothing seemed to work, and I was beginning to feel sorry for him.

I scooted over to the edge of the blanket and snatched a long thin piece of grass from the ground.

“Here, babe, try this,” I suggested.

With a sniff, he eyed me warily.

“What am I supposed to do with it?”

“Stick it up inside your nose and wiggle it around until you sneeze.”

He frowned, but grabbed it from me anyway. Almost immediately as he inserted it into one nostril, his breath started to hitch. He pushed the grass higher, his eyes began to close, his chest rose as his took in one last huge breath, and then…

“AH-CHUH! CHUUUU!”

“Bless you,” I giggled, wrapping my arms around his waist.

“Thank ya,” he said, breathing out a sigh of relief. “Finally.”

“Feel better?”

“Oh yeah,” he said as we once again snuggled on the blanket and turned our attention back to the fireworks.

[Aprilcot]

Mmm... very nice... please do continue!!!

[dumpling]

Very cute

Can't wait for more

[Sneesee]

Here are another couple of drabbles. One is starring Jackson Rathbone, and the other stars the guys of Big Time Rush.

Embarrassment

“Take two!” David Slade shouted.

Jackson Rathbone was ready. This was the scene where Jasper rode up to the three female vampires on his horse, all decked out in his Confederate soldier garb. The steed was calm and steady underneath him. He clucked softly and the horse moved forward.

Jackson was so sure this take would be the last one. In fact, he’d thought the first take was pretty good, but then again he wasn’t the director. Plus, he thought that maybe David wanted a few different angles of the scene. Either way, he was determined to provide the best scene possible.

Just as he approached the actresses, an infuriating tickle crept up the back of his nostrils, threatening to make him sneeze. He sat there, holding his breath, afraid to do anything that would cause the sneeze to come out. He only needed about another minute before David would yell, “Cut!” Why did it have to happen now? His eyes began to water as his nose itched and his lungs began to burn with the need for some air. All he needed was forty more seconds. He opened his mouth slightly and took in a small breath. Only thirty more seconds. His nostrils flared, and a small tear fell from the corner of his eye. Damn, he’d never had to sneeze so badly before. Ten more seconds, and…

“Hah-eh-shuh!!”

He could tell from the warmth he felt that his face was a fairly deep shade of red. There was no way to hide his embarrassment at letting the sneeze escape.

“CUT!” David hollered, obviously irritated with Jackson for his uncontrollable outburst. “Let’s try this again, shall we?”

Sniffling and running a finger underneath his nose, Jackson turned the horse around and headed back to the beginning of the scene to do it all over again.

Shut up

“I’m just sayin’ that I think she digs me more than the rest of you guys,” James said, flopping into the deck lounger.

The rest of the guys laughed.

“No man, she’s totally into me, I can see it in her eyes,” Kendall said.

“Don’t be so sure of that,” Logan said. “I think she prefers someone a little smarter.”

“Nah, you’re all wrong. She likes a daredevil, someone like me,” Carlos added.

“Guys, why are we fighting over this girl?” James asked. “There are lots of beautiful girls in LA.”

“I just know she likes me best,” Kendall smirked.

Just then, the girl of their affections came sauntering towards them. Carlos put on his best smile, Kendall sniff-checked his armpits, Logan smoothed out his hair, and James spritzed himself with some “Baracuda” spray.

“Hi guys,” she said.

“Hey,” said Kendall.

“What’s up?” said Carlos.

“How are you today?” said Logan.

James said, “AHHH-SHOOOOO!”

“Oh, bless you,” she said, stopping next to James and patting him on the shoulder.

“AHHH-SHOOOO!” he said again.

“Bless you again,” she said sweetly. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine, thanks,” James smiled at her.

She walked off, and the rest of the guys glared at James.

“What?” he said, shrugging his shoulders. “Can I help it if she likes my vulnerability? AHHH-SHOOO!”

“Shut up, James!” the rest of the guys all shouted in unison.

[Jazz]

Oh dear God, how have I missed these before? You are incredible! I love your style of writing, and your spellings are fantastic.

And askjhdskashgsd; that Jackson Rathbone drabble was probably my favorite. He is my favorite actor in the world. He's absolutely gorgeous. And you did a drabble about him. And it was fantastic. And I'm at a loss for words right now because it was just that perfect. I could just picture it (: Oh dear God. I know I'm rambling, but that's my favorite drabble in the whole wide world right there.

[vote_for_pedro]

Love! Especially the one about Jackson Rathbone. *rowr* Do more!

[Zane]

Loved these!!! Especially the Big Time Rush one. I sooooooooo hope you do more of those.. Even though James isn't my favorite guy from BTR those sneezes were hot! Lol.

[dumpling]

Jackon Rathbone

I died...he's my second favourite actor

That was so djhsejdaj WOW

Can't wait for more