Music Meme
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sparrow015Music is my boyfriend: pick a number btwn 1 - 4240 and a character/pairing/word prompt and I'll take a stab at it. No promises and I shall do my best.
Try and keep it to a max of five prompts per comment. :)
Try and keep it to a max of five prompts per comment. :)
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Date: 2011-02-28 03:31 am (UTC)Character/Pairing: JD/Buck
Prompt: Sorry is the hardest word
Of Turning Love Into Pain
Date: 2011-03-06 07:13 am (UTC)JD/Buck - Sorry is the hardest word
Tugging at the sling that held his arm in place, JD sighed as he stood up from the stiff hospital chair. Pacing back and forth a few times, he settled back down into the chair and leaned forward.
"Buck, now would be a good time to wake up, okay?" JD asked the prone man on the hospital bed. His voice sounded young and scared. "We need you."
Using his good hand, JD grabbed Buck's still hand and squeezed lightly. "Other's talk that I'm the heart of the group, that I brought everyone together, but I think that's a lie." He started to rub a thumb up and down the back of Buck's hand. "Me, I see myself more of the spirit of the group, you, you're the heart, Buck." JD sighed. "So, you really need to wake up and be that heart." Tears glistened in the corner's of JD's hazel coloured eyes. "I'm sorry, Buck. Please? Wake up?"
But the only answer that was given to JD, was the steady beeping of the heart monitor and the steady whooshing sound of the oxygen machine provding air to the ventilator in Buck's Wilmington's mouth.
i basically looked over your tags and marveled at the number of fandoms we share
Date: 2011-02-28 05:19 am (UTC)444 - Connor Temple
17 - ryan & esposito
150 - panic! at the disco
You're the Only One
Date: 2011-03-06 07:24 am (UTC)Bob+Brian shenanigans
(lol, you so want more of what I hinted at in this 'verse)
Bob sighed as he grabbed the wandering hand going for his ass and gave it back to Brian. "We talked about this, Schechter."
"But Bob, you're so pretty!" Brian giggled and hugged Bob around the mid section.
It was a harmless plant that the locals used as a spice in their daily foods all the time. But when combined with a human physiology, it acted almost like a love potion to use a crude term and it made the affected person really affectionate.
A hand crept up and started to pet Bob's chest. Sighing again, Bob stilled the hand, but kept it there and herded Brian towards the TARDIS.
Once they got into the TARDIS, he could hopefully metabilize the plant faster in Brian's system. But for now, he had a grabby affectionate friend who was going to be so embarressed later on.
A smirk crept across Bob's lips, when he got inside, he'd get the TARDIS to start recording. Chuckling, Bob could only think - blackmail.
Yelping as Brian's other hand grabbed at his ass, Bob quickened his pace to where he last parked his time ship.
Re: You're the Only One
Date: 2011-03-06 06:30 pm (UTC)She'll Never Notice Me
Date: 2011-03-06 07:31 am (UTC)Connor Temple
The adrenaline was still running through Connor's system. It was a very exciting time to be him.
He could barely believe that he was now part of a covert operative crack team working for the government.
Home Office. Hoooooooome Office. It had such a nice ring. And the best part of the entire thing, Abby.
Abby Maitland.
Hmm, maybe Abby Temple? She was perfection.
Grinning to himself, Connor popped up his laptop and opened up his database. He wanted to be ontop of anything that might come through, show off his intelligence to Abby and maybe she'll go out on a date with him.
Re: She'll Never Notice Me
Date: 2011-03-06 06:31 pm (UTC)Faith
Date: 2011-03-06 07:46 am (UTC)Ryan & Esposito
A wet sound filled the alleyway as Esposito gasped. Trying to get air into his lungs.
The bullet was a through and through, but it had punctured his lung on the way through. It felt like liquid was filling up inside.
Frantic, pounding footsteps his the cement and he could tell it was Ryan, just by the sound. Years together and he could tell his partner's footsteps just by sound.
"ESPOSITO!!!"
Ryan... Esposito thought. His partner was here. He could rest.
Ryan's eyes filled his face as he slowly closed his eyes. He knew Ryan was trying to tell him something, but he couldn't make it out.
He was so tired.
The next sound he registered as he slowly opened his eyes was the sound of a heart monitor and the smell that he associated with hospitals. Moving his head to the side, he saw Ryan staring at him.
He weakly grinned. "Hey."
Ryan pushed himself off the wall and responded back. "Hey."
"Fancy meeting you here," Esposito quipped.
"Well, it's where all the cool kids meet," Ryan banted back.
A cough ripped its way from his lips and Esposito felt like his lungs were on fire, but managed to get out. "Is that so?"
Tears prickled at the corner of Ryan's eyes and a harsh laugh escaped. "You stupid fuck, what were you thinking going after the perp without me."
Breathing deeply and painfully, Esposito gazed at Ryan. "Didn't mean to."
"I know."
Coming over to the side of the bed, Ryan ran a hand through Esposito's hair. "Just don't do it again."
Re: Faith
Date: 2011-03-06 06:32 pm (UTC)Waiting For You
Date: 2011-03-06 07:57 am (UTC)Panic! At The Disco
(I wasn't sure if you wanted Panic now or Panic from before with Ryan and Jon, so I'm going with the current lineup of Panic consisting of Bden and Spencer)
A soft snuffling sound escaped from Spencer's lips as he rolled in the bed, under the covers and hit a solid warm mass.
Smiling softly, eyes still closed. He stretched and wrapped his arms around the warm mass, pulling it close.
Making a pleased noise in the back of his throat, he leaned in close and breathed in deep the scent of Brendon Urie.
It was a combination of that fresh laundry smell and whatever herbal shampoo Brendon last used, soap and a woodsy smell.
Brendon made a small noise in the back of his throat and shifted backwards.
Opening his eyes, Spencer was met with Brendon's thick dark hair.
Wondering how he got so lucky, Spencer smiled softly, closed his eyes again and fell back to sleep. Lulled by the steady breathing of his friend and lover.
Re: Waiting For You
Date: 2011-03-06 06:33 pm (UTC)awwwwwwww. that's all i've got, all higher brain function is gone. awwww
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Date: 2011-03-01 06:20 pm (UTC)0331 - Ezra/male crossover character - new 'friend' meets old friends; surprise, surprise.
:)
Don't Think Of Yesterday
Date: 2011-03-06 08:16 am (UTC)Ezra&JD - secret keeper
Ezra stared at his laptop in shock.
Trolling through youtube always wielded in - interesting results. But never would he had imagined something like this.
There, on his screen, dancing next to a stripper pole was one JD Dunne. A very much younger JD, but still JD.
When in the world did this happen and why did his young friend feel the need to do this?
Trying to find a date for when this video happened, he managed to find one in the comments and reazlied that it happened when JD's mother had passed away.
So this is what JD did to pay the hospital bills.
When they had originally found out that JD's mother had passed away, they had all started a small collection to help the younger man out with what they thought were outdated hospital bills.
They had been pleasently surprised to find out that the bills had been paid, but JD never volunteered how.
Well, now Ezra knew.
Biting his lip, he opened up an email and forwarded the link to JD.
JD,
You might want to take care of this, but for now, I'll be your secret keeper.
- Ezra
Satisfied JD would take care of it, Ezra hit the play button again on the video and smirked. Who knew JD could bend like that.
Re: Don't Think Of Yesterday
Date: 2011-03-07 08:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-06 08:42 am (UTC)Ezra/Male Crossover Character - new 'friend' meets old friends; surprise, surprise
"STANDISH!!"
Ezra's green eyes widened at the table he was currently at with his crew. In all of the 'verse he had to run into him.
Looking at Chris, he mouthed 'you never saw or heard of me' and ducked under the table.
A tall man with a goatee and a side gun and a thigh gun approached the table that held six of the most dangerous men this planet side.
"Where is that gao yang jong duh goo yang?" The tall man asked of Chris.
Chris leveled his best glare at the man interrupting their drinks and who had sent Ezra hiding under the table. Inwardly smirking as the man took a step back and then fired the same question at Buck.
"Well, we know lotsa fellas like that," Buck said happily and clapped a hand on the back of the tall man's back. "What's the name of this gos se yer lookin' for exactly? I know everyone here, I can help you out."
"His name is Standish, Alan Standish," The tall man growled out. "And he owes me money."
"Hmm, Alan Standish, Alan Standish," Buck pondered aloud. "Can't say I rightly know of him."
"I just saw his scaly backside here a second ago!"
"Holy crap!"
The tall man took a step back when a shorter man was suddenly in his space.
"You're Jayne! The hero of Canton!!" The shorter man exclaimed happily. "Buck! It's Jayne!"
"I ain't no hero of any town, dong ma?" Jayne threatened the shorter man.
Buck grabbed the younger kid by the jacket and hauled him back. "Now, now JD, you can't go mauling your heroes like that."
"But Buck! Jayne!"
Jayne swore again. "You stay away from me." He leveled his own glare at the rest of the table. "And if you see Standish, you tell him I'm looking for him."
They watched as Jayne stomped off and growled at anyone who got too close.
A sigh of relief escaped from their lips as he left The Saloon.
Ezra detangled himself from under the table and grabbed the shot glass out of Chris's hand and slammed it back.
Chris made an unhappy noise, but poured himself another shot from the bottle.
"Mind telling us what that was about, Alan?" Nathan teased.
"Unpleasent fellow by the name of Jayne and who I owe some money to," Ezra explained.
"Of course," Josiah chuckled.
"We were running a con and I may have disappeared with the money after everything was said and done," Ezra explained.
"Best keep your head down then, until he leaves planet side," Chris ordered.
"Of course, Mr. Larabee," Ezra stated innocently. "I have no reason to see my person rearranged."
dong ma - Understand
Gao yang jong duh goo yang - Motherless goat of all motherless goats
gos se - dog excrement
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Date: 2011-03-06 08:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-06 08:59 am (UTC)That was actually my first time writing Jayne, I hope I got him down okay. O.O
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Date: 2011-03-07 08:17 pm (UTC)