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Halloween Challenge: Trick or Drabble

We've been a little inactive lately because stuff happened but we're back now with our annual

Halloween: Trick or Drabble Challenge!!


step one: people who want to will set up "houses" by commenting on this Trick or Drabble post with their usernames.

You have the option of creating a candy bowl with options of candy that people can select from. For example, if I were to set up a candy bowl, I would do it in the following way:
kira_shadow's: candy bowl:
-Kisumai
-MSM
-ABC-Z
-Assorted Kanju
-Assorted Juniors
-... etc

You don't need one of those, though, if you're willing to write whatever, just say so.

If you have a limited time, say so up front (i.e. "I can only give out 10 drabbles!) because we would rather you participate a little rather than not at all. But we'll leave this go for 2 weeks so people have plenty of time. Even if you've never written for us before, that's okay! This is a party! everybody is welcome to try.

step two: members request a drabble simply by commenting on the user they want with "Trick or Drabble!"

If the user has a candy bowl you can request something from it! If you want something specific that they didn't list, or if the user doesn't have a candy bowl, by all means ask for it, but the Treater is under no obligation to fill your request! You can also ask to be surprised! You don't need to know the person to comment on their "house" and you can comment to as many or as few houses as you feel comfortable!

step three: the original commenter will reply with a treat!

I'm suspending the usual 100-word rule for this challenge. You can give out tootsie rolls (sentence fics) or king-sized candy bars(longer drabbles), so that anybody who wants to can play. This is just a fun way for us to participate as a community. Of course if you want to write 100 words, go right for it!

And if you're up for it, make your candy Halloween flavored! But if you'd rather not, don't feel bound by it. You can decide how much/little you want to get into it!

Thanks to moonspoken for letting us borrow her idea, and if you have any questions go ahead and ask. Pimp it out so we get as many people playing as possible for the next two weeks!

Comments

mousapelli
Oct. 16th, 2012 12:47 am (UTC)
Things you can get out of my candy bowl pretty easily:

Kisumai (any pairing/grouping)
ABC-Z (just about anything's game here too)
I could probably squeeze out some Takki/Tsubasa, Yara/Yamaryo, Snowmen, or various other jrs from Baka6/Sprout

The only group i'm really no good at writing at all is like K8, honestly.

Also, just to tell you, you get better stuff out of me if your prompts aren't Halloween related, because after 2 or 3 silly costume prompts I generally burn right out. I'm not saying you can't ask for it, just, you know, trying to get you your money's worth.
flailinginlove
Oct. 16th, 2012 01:02 am (UTC)
Trick or drabble! :D

I would happily take anything Sprout related that does not have Chinen or the main girl. So like Hasshi/Jesse/Yasui/Juri. That's not really meant as a pairing. >__>; Or Snowmen are always good!
miquilis
Oct. 16th, 2012 01:10 am (UTC)
trick of drabble!

Could I ask for some tamamiya, any scenario is fine but I think I've mentioned before how much I adore your verse where Tama can see colours if you ever wanted to write more for it.
kira_shadow
Oct. 16th, 2012 08:11 am (UTC)
Trick or Drabble!

Snowmen \o/
Or how about the "huge mess" threesome that Chris wanted a while ago:
Hasshi + Tama + Iwamoto XD

Will also take Tottsu/Hasshi - where Tottsu makes them all giggle with kissy faces and Hasshi takes kissing serious

Edited at 2012-10-16 08:12 am (UTC)
shisaigas
Oct. 16th, 2012 09:10 am (UTC)
Trick or drabble!

Snowmen, please~ Something about Sakuma's beauty marks or flexibility. Or both~
omoikkiri
Oct. 16th, 2012 11:57 pm (UTC)
Trick or drabble!

(This is a bit self-flagellating because augh the guilt) but maybe an alternate reality where the Luckys debut as a unit, and the various pairings that develop out of fanservice-y things? Or maybe Fujigaya is still paired with Kitayama and his life is still hard haha...
Or else just anything with any number/combination of those four!
talisa_ahn
Oct. 17th, 2012 09:51 am (UTC)
Trick or Drabble

Anything Kitayama/Tottsu. Snowmen (preferably centered around Abe or Sakuma) or Baka6 or anything with Jesse or Yasui would be good too.
bethaviv
Oct. 17th, 2012 10:07 am (UTC)
Trick or Drabble!

I would love anything MiyaTama related~ Maybe something backstage at Dream Boys? Bonus if someone makes a comment or two about Fujigaya's new hairstyle and color (since I know you like making Fuji-chan's life hard).
mousapelli
Nov. 5th, 2012 03:51 am (UTC)
Kamenashi is a slave-driver and Tamamori is so exhausted that he doesn’t even budge when the alarm goes off, but Miyata can’t help but grin at Tamamori’s cute sleeping face and his hair sticking out every which way across the pillow. He wishes Dream Boys could go on forever.

Tamamori whines so piteously when Miyata shakes his shoulder, but it can’t be helped.

“Almost over,” he promises, pressing a kiss to Tamamori’s forehead and whispering against the sleep-warm skin. He knows Tamamori doesn’t share his opinion about the show, but it isn’t like he can see how cute his own sleeping face is, after all.

Maybe it’s weird, but Miyata enjoys watching Tamamori get the spotlight more than he’d enjoy being in it himself. He’d felt the same way about Ikemen, how Tamamori had risen to the challenge more than anybody had expected, and how proud Miyata had been of him. His lead role in Dream Boys isn’t quite so surprising, in contrast, but on the other hand Miyata gets to stand right next to him this time, and that’s the best part.

Tamamori cracks an eye open, looking up at Miyata blearily. “Time’s it?”

“We’ve got an hour,” Miyata tells him. “You could sleep some more if you wanted. Or...” Miyata brings a hand up to thumb down the line of Tamamori’s piercings, and Tamamori’s shiver feels good all the way down as their skin rubs together.

When Tamamori’s this exhausted, it’s the only good way to wake him up, really. It takes him forever to be useful, but the end result is worth it and Miyata doesn’t mind working for it in the meanwhile.

He trails kisses down Tamamori’s jaw. “It’s okay if you’d rather sleep.”

“Ugh, you know I can’t make choices,” Tamamori groans. His body’s making the choice for him anyway, shifting into Miyata’s casually roaming touches, already hard against Miyata’s thigh.

“Just lie back,” Miyata suggests, sitting up so that Tamamori rolls onto his back in the warm spot. He waits a few seconds, until Tamamori’s eyes have slipped shut again, before leaning down to kiss Tamamori’s throat. Tamamori gives a breathy sigh when Miyata licks at the hollow of it, and Miyata grins to himself as he moves down.

He works his way down Tamamori’s chest gradually, taking his time, and he knows without looking up that Tamamori is at least halfway awake when hands tangle in his hair and tug. He nibbles a little on the skin just above Tamamori’s navel, and Tamamori pushes at him to get moving already.

“Oh,” Tamamori sighs when Miyata finally does wrap his mouth around him, and the way he says Miyata’s name makes Miyata’s blood run hotter, his fingers digging a little more tightly into Tamamori’s hips as he holds Tamamori down. He’s still taking as much time as he wants, though, enjoying himself. Tamamori is still too out of it to give any orders, and Miyata is happy to take advantage of that while it lasts.
mousapelli
Nov. 5th, 2012 03:52 am (UTC)
It can’t last forever, though, and soon enough Tamamori is arching against him and spilling over his tongue. He goes limp under Miyata’s hands just after, and Miyata lets Tamamori slip from his mouth and rests his cheek against Tamamori’s hip, just looking him over.

He’s even more a mess than before, hair all over and skin flushed, but Miyata thinks he’s perfect, and that’s before Tamamori opens his eyes, dark with sleep and lust and love.

“Stupid,” Tamamori says when he sees Miyata watching, at least awake enough to pick on Miyata, and that’s a good sign. “Get up here.”

Miyata crawls back up into Tamamori’s arms, pulling the blankets back over them, and doesn’t care a single thing about either of their morning breath when Tamamori kisses him good morning.

“Mmm, warm,” Tamamori praises, and it does feel good, the two of them just being close, under the blankets and hiding from everything for a few minutes longer. Those last handful of minutes always feel best, and that’s one of the reasons Miyata generally only rolls out of bed with five minutes to spare.

He reaches down to palm Miyata’s length as they kiss lazily, his grip perfect and familiar, and Miyata rocks his hips into it just as lazily, drawing it out. Eventually Tamamori breaks the kiss to start whispering in Miyata’s ear all the stuff they’re going to do when they don’t have to crawl out of bed so early and dance all day, how he wants Miyata to fuck him hard enough to feel it for days. That’s all it takes for Miyata to shudder himself out, burying his face against Tamamori’s shoulder and feeling Tamamori’s fingers in his hair as he comes down.

He knows it’s love since Tamamori doesn’t even complain about the mess between them.

“I wish Dream Boys could go on forever,” Miyata sighs, brain-to-mouth filter totally offline.

“Fuck, don’t wish that!” Tamamori pinches at Miyata’s skin, making him squirm.

“Okay, okay, sorry!” Miyata pleads for mercy, and Tamamori relents with a last “Hmph.” “Come shower with me?”

He drags Tamamori out of bed and makes it up to him with hot water and back-washing, keeping the rest of his silly wishes to himself. He doesn’t mind, really.

All the ones that involve Tamamori have already come true, after all.
bethaviv
Nov. 5th, 2012 07:56 am (UTC)
Aww, so so cute <3 Miyata's happy with anything Tama is somehow involved in. Those two.. just... gah x.x Miyacchi alarm clocks are the best xD I'm sure Tama thinks so, too. He probably plays up the whole "I don't want to wake up" bit so he can get some Miyata-time.

Thank you~ such a wonderful story =)
mbdancer8o8
Oct. 17th, 2012 06:59 pm (UTC)
Trick or Drabble!
I would really love something from your Kisumai and pets vampire verse!

If not, then something NiSen. Maybe something about them finding out about each other's kinks in bed. Or cute date fic or Senga cooking for Nikaido. :)
mousapelli
Oct. 22nd, 2012 02:41 am (UTC)
There’s a weird lull, after they’ve been sleeping together for a while, where it turns from being something explosive and exhilarating into just part of their routine. They come home, they get each other off, they take a bath, they do other normal stuff until they get tired, and then they might get each other off again.

It’s not that Senga is bored with it, Nikaido makes him feel really good and he loves making Nikaido feel good, it’s just that when it’s over, he feels a bit like asking, “What’s next?”

He bets other couples get stuck here, fight or maybe just break up because they don’t know what to do about the weirdness of it. Senga just looks over at Nikaido’s face, still flushed from sex, and he doesn’t worry about any of that because he can read right off Nikaido’s face that he feels the same way.

“So,” Nikaido asks, “what’s next?” He looks surprised when Senga bursts out laughing and throws himself back down into Nikaido’s arms, but he accepts the kisses easily enough.

“I dunno, what is next?” Senga asks a bit later, both of them lying on their sides, knees bumping each other and close enough to talk quietly. “There’s other things to do, right? But I don’t know what...”

“Could always ask Yara-senpai,” Nikaido suggest, fluttering his eyelashes, then grunts when Senga socks him in the arm. “All right, all right, calm down. I guess we could...research?”

Senga blinks. “Like...at a library?”

“Are you a moron?” Nikaido demands. He sits up and trots over to Senga’s desk to scoop up his laptop, then crawls back into bed, flipping the lid up. “You know...research.”

“Oooh,” Senga catches on, and in spite of everything his cheeks heat a little. Doing whatever with Nikaido is one thing, but reading about stuff, or watching it? That’s a lot different.

But okay, he thinks as Nikaido slides in close enough for Senga to rest his cheek against Nikaido’s shoulder. Anything’s okay if it’s the two of them. After a bit of arguing about where to start and how to spell things, Senga leans up to kiss Nikaido’s cheek.

“Eh?” Nikaido looks down at him. “What’s that about?”

“Mm, nothing.” Senga settles back into his spot, feeling comfortable and loved and more than a little excited to find out what does come next. “Hey,” he digs his chin into Nikaido’s arm a little to get his attention, “what about that? We could try that.”

“Only if we don’t want to look Taipi in the face when we’re all wearing ties ever again,” Nikaido retorts, and to Senga, that sounds like a challenge.
mbdancer8o8
Oct. 22nd, 2012 11:36 am (UTC)
So much win! NiSen are adorable! ♥
Senga knowing that they're on the same page while Nika has no idea~
Wanting to ask Yara-sempai and Senga thinking people actually study at the library.
AND THE TIES! I have a feeling that Fujigaya's life is about to get harder~
THANK YOU! I love my treat! :D
kira_shadow
Nov. 2nd, 2012 12:11 pm (UTC)
ties XD

also lol

Senga blinks. “Like...at a library?”

“Are you a moron?” Nikaido demands. He sits up and trots over to Senga’s desk to scoop up his laptop, then crawls back into bed, flipping the lid up. “You know...research.”


This cracked me up so much XD
ryogrande
Oct. 17th, 2012 11:06 pm (UTC)
trick or drabble!

SURPRISE ME. >D
mousapelli
Nov. 3rd, 2012 02:20 am (UTC)
HERE YOU ARE.

For the first few days he spends as a pet, Senga is an adorable disaster. He gets distracted by everything, the feel of the carpet under his feet, the fabric of the couch under his hands, the smoothness of Kitayama’s skin against his and the texture of his hair under Senga’s fingers. It’s like being newly turned, Kitayama supposes, and he remembers clearly enough what he’d been like back then.

“Ken-chan?” Kitayama asks, waiting until Senga drags his eyes up from rubbing his fingers against Kitayama’s silk shirt. “You were unbuttoning that.”

“Was I?” Senga asks.

“About five minutes ago.”

“Sorry, Kitayama-sama.” Senga blushes, blood rushing into his cheeks, and it’s so much cuter now that Kitayama knows exactly how sweet that blood is.

“Ugh, that stage is so annoying, it takes them forever to get anywhere,” Fujigaya complains, draped across one of the couches nearby, keeping half an eye on his own pair of pets, who are supposed to be undressing each other. He narrows his eyes. “Not that Yuta has ever outgrown that.”

Tamamori pouts and points at Miyata in accusation; Miyata takes advantage of the distraction to yank Tamamori’s yukata down off his shoulders and then grins proudly while both Tamamori and Fujigaya click their tongues at him.

“I like this stage,” Kitayama says, although it’s more to Senga than Fujigaya. Senga had been distracted by the feel of the silk again, but he looks up when he senses Kitayama’s attention on him, smile sweet. “I’m good at being patient.”

He reaches up to drag fingers slowly through Senga’s hair, scratching lightly at his scalp, and Senga’s eyes fall shut as he tilts his head back, sighing in bliss and baring his throat to his master. He’s so easy to please like this, so sensitive, Kitayama hopes at least part of it is just Senga rather than the newness of being a pet, because he doesn’t really want this stage to end.

“But you have to do all the work,” Fujigaya says, wrinkling his nose. “What’s the point of even having a pet then, I can go out hunting if I want to work for it. Oi, you two,” he waves a hand at his mostly-undressed pets. “Do something good.”

“Very creative,” Kitayama says, rolling his eyes. Not that Fujigaya’s command doesn’t work, because Miyata drops to his knees to lick at Tamamori’s cock while he reaches around to spread Tamamori open a little, giving Fujigaya a good look at what he’ll undoubtedly be enjoying soon, and the fact that Tamamori’s yukata is still sort of hanging off of his arms is more appealing than if he were totally naked. Kitayama supposes the two of them are used to coming up with ways to entertain their master.

“Let’s watch,” he suggests, making Senga look up with a vague, confused noise. He turns Senga around and wraps arms around his neck to drag him close, Senga’s skin warm against his chest. He murmurs in Senga’s ear, making Senga shiver, “They look good, don’t they?”

Tamamori is rolling his hips, fucking Miyata’s mouth, already sighing for more.

“Oh,” Senga says softly, and Kitayama slides one hand down his chest to palm Senga’s hardening cock until he’s rocking into Kitayama’s hand in the same rhythm as Tamamori is thrusting into Miyata’s mouth. Kitayama toys with the idea of sending Senga over there, watching the two of them push and pull Senga back and forth and making him go to pieces, Senga’s easy distraction making him a very cooperative plaything.
mousapelli
Nov. 3rd, 2012 02:20 am (UTC)
But that would mean he’d have to let go, and Kitayama hasn’t had Senga long enough to be entirely comfortable with sharing just yet. Even thinking about it, his grip tightens until Senga is wriggling against him, half in pleasure and half in discomfort.

“Come here,” he says, eyeing the other end of Fujigaya’s couch, but as it looks like it’s soon to be at full occupancy, he chooses a chair behind him instead. Kitayama sits and pulls Senga down into his lap, humming his approval when Senga twines arms around his neck for balance naturally.

“You feel good all over,” Senga sighs happily, fingers toying with Kitayama’s hair, rubbing against Kitayama a little every place they’re touching.

“I’ll feel even better inside you,” Kitayama purrs, then laughs at how Senga lights up at the idea, as if it’s the first time he’d ever suggested it instead of the fiftieth, as if Kitayama just now invented sex.

Senga only has the presence of mind to cling, but Kitayama doesn’t care as he strips off what little clothing either one of them had bothered with in the first place, and then urges Senga into an actual straddle, knees digging into the cushion on either side of Kitayama’s thighs. Senga’s still a bit stretched from earlier, and probably has a fair amount of venom in him as well, so it takes next to no effort to spread Senga’s cheeks wide with his hands and thrust up into him. Senga whines Kitayama’s name and rolls his hips so that his cock rubs against Kitayama’s stomach.

“Just like that,” Kitayama praises, trying to keep his eyes open at least enough to see the way Senga arches for him, but it’s tough when Senga is so tight and hot around his cock, is pulling on his hair and sending waves of pleasure down Kitayama’s spine that end in him snapping his hips up harder into Senga, a glorious vicious cycle. “Touch yourself,” he orders, because he doesn’t want to let go of Senga’s ass to do it himself, but he wants to see Senga go all to pieces for him, hasn’t gotten tired of seeing that yet and feels like he never will.

“Ohhh,” Senga moans as he complies, close enough that it only takes a few strokes for him to pulse over his hand and Kitayama’s stomach. He squeezes tight enough around Kitayama that he’s teetering on the edge of coming himself; another sweet moan of his name from Senga’s lips and Kitayama gives into it, thrusting up as roughly and deeply as he can into Senga before spending himself.

When Senga collapses limp against Kitayama’s chest, Kitayama only has to bend his head the tiniest bit to reach the curve where Senga’s neck and shoulder meet. The skin there tastes like salt and smells only of Senga, and Kitayama breathes him in for a second before biting down, letting himself get lost in Senga just as much as Senga is lost in him.

He doesn’t drink much, since it’s only for pleasure and not because he’s hungry, but it’s enough that Senga curls up sleepily against him afterwards, conscious but only just. He can hear Fujigaya moaning directions at his pets across the room, the slap of skin and Tamamori’s sweet groans, but honestly Kitayama would rather listen to the cute little noises Senga makes in his sleep than any of that.

“Will it be like this always?” Senga asks, probably not even awake enough to hear the answer, but Kitayama chuckles and answers that he hopes so, dragging fingers down Senga’s spine just to make him gasp and rub against Kitayama even more tightly.
ryogrande
Nov. 5th, 2012 02:48 pm (UTC)
AS YOU KNOW my friend read this out loud in the car while we were driving through podunk california friday night and SO MUCH YES. i laughed so hard at taipi just wanting to sit there and watch tamamiya (really, who could blame him) while mitsu is totally not down for sharing senga YET. *________________________*

Senga lights up at the idea, as if it’s the first time he’d ever suggested it instead of the fiftieth, as if Kitayama just now invented sex.

i laughed so hard at this line.

i could read like 9019830129381209312 outtakes to this universe, for the record.

THANK YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOU ♥♥♥♥
noella84
Oct. 18th, 2012 08:31 am (UTC)
Trick or drabble!

Could I ask for Kitayama and Fujigaya arguing over who gets more attentions from Yokoo mama (any kind of attention...). Obviously Fujigaya has a difficult time digesting the fact that he's not the only one getting attentions.

Or Yokoo/Nikaido or Nikaido/Fujigaya or Yokoo/Fujigaya/Nikaido. XD
ame_no_ko
Oct. 19th, 2012 07:45 pm (UTC)
Trick or drabble!

I'd love anything Fujitama related !
If you're into these kind of things, I also love girl!fics *_*
yararanger
Oct. 30th, 2012 03:20 pm (UTC)
trick or drabble!

senpai can I please have some more yara/yamaryo I already asked kiraface for some but I am greeeeeeeeeedy.

so yaracchi is slightly less of a wimp about the cold than I am but he isn't a fan for sure. idk about ryota, but given his fondness for walking around with no shirt on let's say he's less of a wimp than yaracchi, too. :D?

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