Scion's Drabbles

[Scion]

Oh, my. I've offically gone completely crazy. But you know what, I have free time, okay? Or maybe I don't. Maybe I'm doing this when I should be doing other things, but who cares. The point is, I'm drabbling, 'cause I miss my old characters.

Okay, so these will be about the characters from the various stories I've written, all mine.

53: Blanket

Characters: Remi/Tasha (F/M)

This is Remi: http://i1200.photobucket.com/albums/bb327/wavy3/Remi.jpg

This is Tasha: http://i1200.photobucket.com/albums/bb327/wavy3/Tash.jpg

Word Count: 198

Tasha looked up from her book as she heard the front door open and close. Smiling, she called, “Rem! Finally! I was beginning to think you’d never…”

As her husband of two-weeks trudged around the corner, she felt her heart rise into her throat. She’d known working two jobs had been taking its toll on him, but tonight he just looked…wrecked.

“Hey, Tash,” he croaked, slipping out of his coat and shoes, running a hand through his tousled dark hair.

“Oh, honey, you’re frozen stiff!” she exclaimed, cupping his face in her hands and kissing him soundly. “Here, come lie down and I’ll bring you something warm to drink.”

He sat sort of hunched in on himself, head drooping along with his eyelids, his face a map of exhaustion. His nostrils flared suddenly and he half-heartedly lifted a hand up to his face. “HihEsshhuh! Het’ISHtt-ih!”

“Bless you,” she crooned, stroking his stubble-roughened cheek. She scooped up the blanket from the tip of the couch and draped it around her man’s shoulders, tucking it up all nice and cozy.

“Thadks, Tash,” he whispered, mustering a weak smile.

Brushing the hair from his face, she kissed his brow. “You’re welcome.”

37: Chocolate

Characters: Ian/Christian (M/M)

This is Ian: http://i1200.photobucket.com/albums/bb327/wavy3/Ian.jpg

This is Christian: http://i1200.photobucket.com/albums/bb327/...3/Christian.jpg

Word Count: 198 - Um, no idea how that happened, lol.

Ian opened the door to his room to find Christian lounging on his bed, stuffing little, brown globs into his mouth.

“What in pogo-sticking hell are you eating, Imp?” he asked, prowling across the room.

Christian blinked up at him innocently. “Chocolate. You want some?”

“No, I do--hhehh…CHRIST ON A CRACKER, I’M GOING TO KILL LENA FOR SICCING HER EVIL DEMON FELINE ON ME TODAY!”

Christian smiled, plopping another chocolate onto his waiting tongue.

“And stop smiling!” Ian demanded grumpily, before bending at the waist with a dramatic “hShh’ISHOO!” He then flopped onto the bed, groaning irritably.

Christian gripped the boy’s shoulder and jerked him down so that Ian was resting across Christian’s lap. “You sure you don’t want one? It’ll make you feel better,” Christian enticed, using one hand to wave a truffle in front of the boy’s face and the other hand to play with his silky hair.

Ian made a biting motion, nearly taking off Christian’s fingers.

“Ah! I’m not edible, Ian!” the boy protested, laughing.

“I beg to differ,” Ian said, smirking--then he grimaced and his breath hitched. “Nooo, sweet sirloin, I don’t..heehwant…HehYESSHih! To sneeze again!”

“Too late,” Christian said, and grinned.

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Edited April 12, 2011 by Scion

[Aprilcot]

YESSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SO GLAD TO SEE IMP AND IAM BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I REALLY SHOULDN'T LAUGH AT SOME OF THE PHRASES IAN COMES OUT WITH, BUT, 'CHRIST ON A CRACKER'???????

LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

REMI IS JUST SOOOOOOOO CUTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HOW DID YOU GET BOTH DRABBLES TO THE SAME NUMBER OF WORDS????? LOL

ANYWAYS,

I NEED MORE OF THESE GOODIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I CAN'T WAIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(P.s. I'm glad you are doing this in the time you are meant to be doing other things!!!!!! We're worth it more than anyone else me thinks lol)

[Scion]

Aprilcot: Thank you! Hehehe, you should laugh! Ian is ridiculous! Besides, I laugh at the stuff he comes up with LOL! And yeah, Remi is pretty yummy hehehe. I DON'T KNOW! It was a complete accident haha. It will NEVER happen again! There will definitely be more! I wrote this one in class...which is very bad. I'm very bad. But you're right! You're worth it LOL!

51:Milk

Characters: Wes/Trevor (M/M)

This is them: http://i1200.photobucket.com/albums/bb327/...Trev-WesJPG.jpg

Word Count: 266

“I really want milk,” Wes said to Trevor. “Do you want milk? I like milk because it’s good for you and it’s just really refreshing--plus it’s good with cookies--only Oreos, though. I never understood people who drank milk with sugar cookies or something.”

Trevor snickered, scooting closer to Wes on the old, ratty sofa. “Santa hater.”

“I don’t hate Santa!” he exclaimed. “I blame the people who leave the cookies. I mean, don’t they know how wrong that particular combination is?” He slid his gaze to Trevor. “You could use some tea. Tea with milk. And your nose is all red.”

“Like Rudolph?” Trevor wondered, trying to hold back a sniffle. If Wes saw that he was sick, he’d start in on the mother act, and--as much as Trevor loved it when Wes took care of him--he didn’t want Trevor acting like his mother right then.

“Hmm, yeah. But stop trying to distract me! I’m gonna go make us some tea. You want anything else with it?”

Trevor grinned. “A sugar cookie?”

Wes put on a fake glare, but before he could make his retort, Trevor’s head was diving into the crook of his arm.

“Hip’tChheew!” He peeked his head up, then dropped it back down for another “itCH’ishh!”

Wes’ face wore an almost comical mask of surprise. “Aha! You are sick!” he burst out--then added hurriedly, “Bless you!”

“Thanks,” Trevor sniffed.

Wes pulled him close and just hugged him, for once not saying anything. When he finally spoke, it was to say, “I could really go for a glass of milk."

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[Ciuty80]

OHHH MYY HOLY COW!!!!

SHE IS GOING ALL CRAZY!!!

but hey i now know the real meaning of MULTIWRITING

I LOVE YOUR DRABBLES!!!

and the pics are making a VERY good mind theatre

keep them coming!!!

will you marry me???NAHHH joke awww wait I AM married...

Edited April 12, 2011 by Ciuty80

[Quite Contrary]

What???! There are Scion DRABBLES now?? Omg...can I just say that I love how strikingly unique all of your characters are? Each of them has their little quirks, it's awesome! I mean, I know all characters are supposed to be different, but they aren't always. Each of your peoples is just so...themselves! Oh, yeah and I loved the sneezing too. Bonus. Ahhh, cuteness, sweetness and silliness. I'll just stay on this thread forever. More please!

[Tassielli]

Awwwwww

[Anonymouse]

YES I am so glad you have drabbles! I have a hard time keeping up with all of your awesome stories because I'm so busy, so this is perfect! It's like Scion stories bite-sized!

Ian's little exclamations are so adorable.

[obsessed]

Mm, she spoils us some more I see!

[Emily]

"CHRIST ON A CRACKER," YOUR BOYS ARE HOT, WITH AN H-A-W-T. I still love Ian the most. AHHHHASDFGHJKL he's totally my type. Your arsenal of beautiful boys is killing me. I love you so much. ♥

[Scion]

Ciuty80: Yup! This is me: Yay! So happy you love them hehe! Thank you! And the pictures. AH! You're married? Darn! Hahaha, kidding, kidding.

Quite Contrary: Bahaha, yep. OH MAN that is the best compliment EVER. I try so freaking hard trying to come up with really individual characters, but it can be so very difficult lol. Thank you, you amazingly awesome person!

Tassielli: Haha--hey, by the way, do you wanna pick a name for the guy that's gonna be in the fic with your name? Also, do you want me to use any nicknames or something for you?

AnonyMouse: Haha, thank you! "Bite-sized" lmao, I love it. Lots. Ahh, Ian. I love him. obsessed: You spoil ME more, I see!

Emily: Hahahaha, glad you think so! I love Ian, too. I don't know who's my favorite! (Not that you actually asked me that! But I'm gonna tell you anyway!) Gah! It's so hard to pick, but yeah, Ian would definitely be at the top. Other than that, though, I have a feeling are choices would be, um, opposites. Love you more! I will prove my love by further corrupting you! Or not. Hey, stop reading this and do your homework!

69: Fuck

Characters: Matt/Lena (M/F)

This is them: http://i1200.photobucket.com/albums/bb327/...Matt-Lena-1.jpg

Word Count: 348

Lena awoke to the sound of desperate pleas and the sight of Matt thrashing about in bed, his face shiny with sweat. Deftly, she pinned his arms to the bed and crawled nearly on top of him, bringing their faces together, nuzzling her warm cheek against his cool one. She released his right arm to gently stroke the side of his face, tracking kisses across his brow.

“Wake up, Matty. It’s just a dream,” she crooned, smoothing her lips over the bridge of his pink nose; he hadn’t been feeling well lately, and had done a pathetically poor job of hiding it from her--every one of his powerful sneezes was accompanied by a colorful cuss word, his favorite being ‘fuck.’

“Mmmnn, no, stop! Please, don’t!” Matt moaned, trying to buck her off him to get at some imaginary--or past--bad guy.

She held firm, covered his mouth with hers. His eyes sprang open, wild with fury--and then focused in on her. The anger faded in a blink, replaced by a much softer emotion.

“You’re on top of me,” he said pointlessly, and blinked his reddened eyes at her.

“Are you complaining?” she teased.

“No. I’m not. And you’re not moving.” His arms came around her, holding her in place--not that she was protesting in any way.

“Oh, really, Matthew?” She pecked the tip of his nose, saw it twitch significantly, saw his eyelids start to lower over grumpy eyes.

He turned his head to the side, groaning. “Stupid--hehhh--fucking--HurruSHHuh!--nose! Fuck!”

“I think you said that already,” she giggled.

“Yeah, well, I’m saying it a third time. Fuck. Huh! HeeiIShhtt-nuh! Jesus Christ!” He scowled up at her, snarled, “This isn’t funny. Why am I always the one who has to get sick?”

She grinned. “Because you’re cute and grouchy when you’re sick, Matty.”

“Whatever,” he grumbled, flipping her onto her back and snuggling up to rest his head below her breasts, his favorite spot.

“Night, Matty,” she whispered, petting his hair.

“Yeah,” he yawned, and fell back into the world of sleep.

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Edited April 13, 2011 by Scion

[Anonymouse]

Aw! I love angry sneezing.

[Sneezyhugsandkisses]

AWWWWW he is so funny and cute and so is Lena they are my fave couple

nice drabbles! ^^

[Scion]

AnonyMouse: Hehe, me too.

Sneezyhugsandkisses: Thanks. I think they're a good couple, too. And I like how Matt doesn't even know he's being funny lol.

These are not ALL going to take place in a bed! I swear lol! I will vary them--in the next drabble.

64: Unfair

Characters: Jarrett/Hope (F/M) - Victorian England.

This is them: http://i1200.photobucket.com/albums/bb327/...arrett-Hope.jpg

Word Count: 226

When Jarrett first opened his eyes and saw nothing but blackness, his first thought was that it was still night and that the fire in the hearth had gone out. He rubbed his eyes and still…a world of emptiness.

Hope felt Jarrett tense beside her; she tipped her face up to his, saw the slightly startled, slightly sorrowful look on his face, and felt concern well up. “Darling, are you well?” She gently fingered his jaw, rubbing her thumb over the roughened skin.

“I--hihh!--” He craned his neck away from her, the back of his hand meeting with his nose. “hP’shUSHh! Hih…ixChhoo! Excuse me.”

“Bless you!” Hope gushed, now officially worried. “How are feeling? Are you having pains? Oh, Jarrett, you don’t think you’re becoming ill!?”

He took her hand, entwined their fingers. “I’m well. Just…”

“What?” she asked, burning with worry.

He cleared his throat. “It’s gone, Hope. All gone.”

All gone? Then she understood. His sight. Heavens, how unfair it was that such a wonderful man had to suffer such a fate. She was tempted to break into sobs, but she was determined to be strong for her husband. “I…don’t know what to say, darling,” she admitted. “Other than I love you.”

He smiled. “That is more than enough.”

“Shall I hold you?”

“Yes.” His smile grew genuine. “Thank you, dearest wife.”

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[Umeko]

aww noes is he blind? :c poor guy!

[Tassielli]

Okay- go anywhere you want for the guy, and people usually call me Tassi. So use that if you want. Umm All of this is really cute. You post way too fast for me to keep up- which is a good thing. Erm, yaahhhh. Its early, I have class. SO ya- bYE!

[Aprilcot]

YAYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MORE DRABBLES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OKAY:

MILK: WES' RAMBLINGS ARE BACK!!!!!! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I DO LOVE HIS RAMBLINGS, AND SOOO CUTE TREVOR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Very naughty girl for writning it it class! PLEASE DO MORE LOL!

FUCK:

THAT WAS JUST SOOOO GOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I LOVE MATT AND HIS WAYS OF CURSING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

AND THA WAY SHE WOKE HIM UP WAS JUST... I'm a puddle on the floor...

I LOVE that he told her, 'Your not moving.' LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SO SWEET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

UNFAIR:

THAT IS UNFAIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

POOR JARETT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SWEETIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

AT LEAST HE'S GOT HOPE TO LOOK AFTER HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I LOVE THEM ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

CAN'T WAIT FOR MORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Do you by any chance get the L'oreal adverts in th US? With all the girls saying,'You're worth it.'

For the first time, I actually agree! I just hate the make-up and stuff they advertise lol

ANYWAYS!

CAN'T WAIT FOR MORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Butch]

Scion DRABBLES now? Oh dear.. I'm hooked... hooked, I tell you!

Awesome.

[Scion]

Umeko: Yep. He'd been losing his sight for years, but now it's completely gone.

Tassielli: Okay, cool. Hmmm, I'll have to come up with an extra-interesting guy to go with your namesake. And thanks.

Aprilcot: Lol, I love his ramblings, too. He's so silly. Hahaha! Not in class now, but I'm about to be! Have to leave in a few. Haha, I love your comments so much! And YES we do get those commercials! I usually see at least one per week! Hehe, they're annoying 'cause I don't like when commercials stay the same for a bunch of years, with the same slogan and what not, but awwwwwww you're so sweet and awesome and everything. *hugs*

Mims: Yep. I admit it. I'm glad you're hooked. At least that means I'm not the only one.

More...because, well, I get these ideas and have to write them down before I forget!

9: Touched

Characters: Rush/Owen (M/M)

This is them: http://i1200.photobucket.com/albums/bb327/...3/Rush-Owen.jpg

Word Count: 199

After an hour of searching the campus for Rush, who wasn’t answering his cell, Owen was on the verge of a meltdown--but then he saw him. Rush was sitting at one of the outdoor tables, his head resting on the tabletop, his eyes closed.

Relieved, Owen went to him, saw the unusually peaceful look on his face, and decided not to wake him. Instead, he slid one arm under the boy’s knees and the other around his back; it was easy, really, to swoop the boy into his arms. Rush may have talked big, but his size just didn’t match up.

Owen started walking back toward his dorm, and Rush stirred slightly, pressing his face into Owen’s shoulder with a snuffle. “Hih…hg’NtCH’shya!-iPShh! Hut’IkSh’choo! Ikssh! Un’Chshtt’shue!-tcShiuu! Hh’Ungth’Chiiew! Iht’SsyISH-ah!”

“Bless you,” Owen said as Rush turned his head to stare groggily up at him.

“Uhn, thanks,” Rush croaked, then shook his head as if to rouse himself. One eyebrow went up. “Since when could you carry me?”

Owen considered, then said, “Since I realized you weren’t larger than life.”

“Again with the poetry.” Rush smiled. “I’m touched.” He returned his head to Owen’s shoulder and promptly fell back to sleep.

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Edited April 13, 2011 by Scion

[Umeko]

EEEEHHHHH!!!!!! you wrote about them omg yes!!! I'm gonna eat them X3 *swoons*

[Quite Contrary]

Oh. My. Guhhh....K I just melted. "Touched" was waaaaaay too adorable. Rush

[Butch]

Scion - "Touched" - AWWWW! I'm glad that you're glad that I'm hooked.

[Tassielli]

Eeeeeeeeeeek! I love Rowen! Yes. I have an odd namesake. My sister's name was Cianci. It's my middle name. My Name is her middle name. My parents were soooooooo creative. But hey. I guess it makes it easier to remember when you have as many kids as my parents did. They only had one hobby. Oh! No! That's gross! Ick. I don't want to think about that. I shouldn't have brought that up. It's kinda gross to think about what your parents were doing to get yourself. Sooooo yup. I'm so childish. Anyway. Your great. I feel like I always end his with a compliment. Any way awesome. See! Okay I'm done. Bye!

[Emily]

Oh please, what can I say? You have good taste. It's a shame they're all taken and not available and all but at least they're all cute together. Ahaha, I'm done with my math homework today! Except the moment I get on the computer to start typing up my essay I end up on the SFF. whoawaitasec who are you to be telling me to be diligent? Although I'm SURE that you are most definitely not procrastinating and being an absolutely diligent and model student. Or are you?

[Scion]

Umeko: Hahaha, I hope they taste good!

Quite Contrary: Hehe, you seem to favor Rush. Not that I can't see why.

Mims: Okay, I have to do it. I apologize, but...I'm glad you're glad I'm glad you're hooked. Okay, done! Sorry!

Tassielli: I LOVE original names! They're awesome! My middle name is Laudan, which is pretty weird, I think.HAHAHA! Yeah, I wouldn't dwell to much on that hobby your parents have! My parents, for one, do not have that problem! I'm an only child. Compliments are good. I like compliments. I like a lot of things, apparently.

Emily: No one ever thinks I have good taste in guys! My mom thinks I'm abnormal. She likes the most random guys and I don't get it. Hahahaha! AH, CRAP! I should be doing homework! In fact, I'm supposed to email my professor my homework by midnight, which is in twenty freaking minutes. Have I started? No. Bad me. So, I think that answers you're not so subtle question...badness.

86: Sky

Characters: Ty/Connor (M/M)

This is Connor: http://i1200.photobucket.com/albums/bb327/wavy3/Connor.jpg

This is Ty: http://i1200.photobucket.com/albums/bb327/wavy3/Ty-1.jpg

Word Count: 257

Connor spread the blanket out over the grass with a happy smile on his face. Ty stood watching, his own face dominated by a scowl.

“I don’t know why you wanted to come out here. It’s too hot,” Ty grumbled, swiping the sweat from his brow.

Connor put two paper plates down on the blanket, then placed a plastic-wrapped sandwich on each plate. “So we can see the sky,” he said.

“Why would we wanna do that? I’d much rather see the ceiling if it meant having air conditioning!”

“No, you wouldn’t. You like it out here. You’re just putting on a show--now sit." He took his own advice, then sat staring expectantly up at Ty.

“Fine,” Ty grumped, and sat.

Connor knuckled his nose--then turned completely around, offering Ty his back as “Hesshikshhah! Hehh…Isshtt-chu!” A wet sniffle, then: “EdShheew! Hh’tsCHuuu!”

Ty arched a brow. “Everything okay over there?”

“Fine,” came Connor’s muffled reply.

“Uh-huh,” Ty said, unwrapping his sandwich.

Connor rearranged himself, his eyes watery and his nose the color of a cherry popsicle. He sniffled, wiggled his nose around.

“We still eating outside?” Ty asked.

“Yep,” Connor said.

“Allergies?” Ty asked.

“Nope,” Connor said.

Both of Ty’s brows shot up and he paused for effect as Connor began scrubbing rather desperately at his nose, but to no avail. A moment later, his face was mashed against the fold of his arm. “UtssChissh! Etchsheh!”

“Allergies?” Ty repeated.

“Eat your sandwich!” Connor snapped stuffily.

Ty ate his sandwich, but the smirk never left his face.

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Edited April 14, 2011 by Scion

[Anonymouse]

If Ty has to suffer he may as well have some entertainment. I love the Popsicle metaphor, it fits perfectly with their spring/summertime picnic. Cute sneezes, as always.