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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:
-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!


Oct. 17th, 2012 08:04 pm (UTC)
My candy bowl:

-A bit of baka6 and all the kisumai and Jrs drama characters. Also I'm fine with Nakai/Kitayama, Kimura/Fujigaya and maybe Okura/Kitayama.

I'll probably start posting after the 25th due to self-love exchange. Specific prompts would be helpful.
Oct. 17th, 2012 08:22 pm (UTC)
kitamura kazuki/tamamori please :D though I'd prefer if there was more "oh you're so cute" than "i want to sex you up" ... like leaning more towards the platonic scale than actual slash-y things?
Nov. 9th, 2012 10:39 am (UTC)
This is the thing I talked to you about before. Totally not platonic, but I hope it's better than nothing >.<


French restaurant with dim lights, piano music, night view of the harbour from the window on the last floor? This certainly wasn't the kind of place Tamamori expected his senpai to take him out for dinner. Not even Miyata ever dared so much.

"Do you like it? I come here often,” Kitamura said, shaking his glass of red wine.

Tamamori was misunderstanding for sure. Kitamura had chosen that place just because he was a regular and...

"To our night!" Kitamura broke out, interrupting the flow of Tamamori's thoughts. With a teasing smile, Kitamura held his glass in Tamamori's direction.

No, maybe he didn't misunderstand.


Tamamori was drunk. He couldn't walk straight so his body was leaning on Kitamura's and he was letting the man guide him towards the main street to stop a taxi.

He had drunk quite a lot. But the things that really made his blood turning hot were Kitamura's words, pronounced by his damn lips with his damn voice and his deep gaze that made everything sound even more sensual.

I like watching you eating with gusto. With those cute pouty lips.

Every time he had to pass the salt or the bread, Kitamura's fingers brushed Tamamori's hand on purpose. Even during such a brief contact, those hands looked so confident and knew what they were doing.

Your hands are so smooth. Your fingers are so long and neat. You really look like a prince.

All those compliments made Tamamori feel proud of his beauty. He clung even more to the warmth of the other's body as a taxi stopped next to them.

"What is your address?" Kitamura asked.

The answer was suddenly obvious in Tamamori's mind.

"I... I can't remember," he announced shaking his head and doddering a little.

Kitamura smiled satisfied.


"Are you sure that you still want to drink? You don’t seem to handle alcohol well. I even had to take you to my place because you couldn't remember your own address."

"Sometimes you're such an awful actor," Tamamori muttered with a faint voice, barely audible.

Kitamura giggled and took away the glass from Tamamori's hand while he was still trying to drink the content. A red drop remained to stain Tamamori's lip. Kitamura raised his arm and wiped it away, thumbing Tamamori's lower lip.

Now or never. Tamamori thought, after the connection of his lips and the other man's hand broke. With calculated slowness, he ran his tongue on his lower lip, looking straight into Kitamura's eyes just to let his look drop down in awe afterwards.

Tamamori knew he was blushing, he could feel his own skin burning. What he didn't know was how much his reaction pleased Kitamura.


Tamamori raised his look, shy, and when Kitamura noticed, he brought the finger he had used to wipe the other's lips to his mouth, parting his lips a bit. Tamamori lowered his head again and faltering, he fell into the man's arms.

"I think I drank too much," he said, hoping to provide an excuse for his pink cheeks.

Kitamura grabbed his shoulders while Tamamori raised his head and looked at him. Tamamori had shiny eyes, his lips were slightly open. They stared at each other for a fraction of a second, then Kitamura tilted his head forward and kissed Tamamori, who immediately closed his eyes and opened his lips, letting the other man's tongue slide inside his mouth. While they were kissing, in contrast with Kitamura's hands that were smoothing down Tamamori's back wildly, Tamamori's hands moved shily their fingers up on the man's chest and stopped, with a gentle caress, on his neck.

Can I ask for more or... ?

Kitamura's hands, weaving their way under his shirt, answered his question. Slowly, Tamamori started unbuttoning Kitamura's shirt.

Edited at 2012-11-09 10:40 am (UTC)
Nov. 9th, 2012 08:31 pm (UTC)
HAHAHA Kitamura is such a skeaze 8DDD; poor innocent Tama-chan, getting taken advantage of~ pfft yeah whatever v_v

Oct. 17th, 2012 08:35 pm (UTC)
trick or drabble!

I'd love any tama pairing, maybe something dark, I'm awful at thinking of specific prompts.
Nov. 9th, 2012 10:10 am (UTC)
A bit late, and it's nothing dark. I'm not even sure if this is okay, but that duet photoshot totally killed my brain and I had to write this.


Tamamori was fixing his hair, looking intently at his reflection in the mirror. Usually this was an activity in which Tamamori immersed himself completely, registering other people’s presence in the room only as shadows in the background, but that day he was paying a lot of attention to what was happening behind him.

Yokoo had just scolded Nikaido because he forgot once again to put the lid back on the bottle, and Miyata had knocked it over while trying to throw a ball of towels to Kitayama, who was dozing off on the sofa. Even if it was almost time to work, as Yokoo had already pointed out. Yokoo had already took out the hairspray from his bag because Fujigaya had forgotten his, and he didn’t like the one that was provided for them in the room. He had also reminded Senga to put on the bits of his costumes that were missing, especially the shoes.

Tamamori stopped to stare at Yokoo. It was a familiar scene; Yokoo dispensing supplies to the others or scolding them for their messines or lateness or “for God’s sake Kitayama, they just fixed your hair”. It was familiar but yet, the feeling was unfamiliar for Tamamori, since Yokoo had rarely something to complain about him.

He looked at Nikaido grinning hopelessly in fear when Yokoo told him for the nth time to throw the rubbish in the bin and to stop the pranks when it was about time to get ready. Suddenly Tamamori felt a bit jealous that Yokoo had never given him that much attention.

After the shooting, Tamamori had the courage to face Yokoo and convinced him to follow him to a deserted staff room.

“What is it Tama?”

“You never scold me.”

Yokoo’s puzzled smile and awkward face made the reply sound rough and lacking emotion to Tamamori’s ears.

“Why would I?”

“You always scold the others.”

“Yes, but...”

“You never scold me, though. Why?”

“Because I don’t need to. You never do anything terribly wrong.”

“Do I?”

“Yes. You are polite and even if you’re a bit distracted sometimes, I’ve never seen you making the mess the others do.”

“But I...”

"But what, Tama? It sounds like you are complaining because I don’t scold you? Nikaido would open a bottle of champagne if I didn’t tell him off for just one day.”

“It’s that it looks like you don’t care for me,” Tamamori said, dropping his look down. Yokoo’s eyes widened and he walked into Tamamori’s personal space looking straight into his eyes.

“I do care for you. Look, I’m complimenting you for not being like Nikaido.”

“But you like Nikaido,” Tamamori pouted and looked at the side. “I just want some attention too.”

“And I guess a praise is not what you want, am I right?” Yokoo asked as Tamamori placed a hand on his chest and started fiddling with the dangling bits of his outfit.

“Maybe then you should work on something I could scold you for,” Yokoo ran his knuckles on Tamamori’s cheek and they exchanged a glance.

“Yokoo-san” Tamamori said before tilting his head to receive Yokoo’s kiss.

Tamamori wrapped his arms around Yokoo’s shoulders and Yokoo rested his hands on Tamamori’s hipbone, drawing their bodies closer as they both melted into the kiss.

Yokoo left a trail of gentle pecks on Tamamori’s jaw and neck, while the other was sinking his hands in Yokoo’s long hair.



“I’m pretty sure this won’t be the reason why I’ll get scolded but perhaps I can try to make you yell?”
Oct. 17th, 2012 11:04 pm (UTC)
trick or drabble!

ohkura/kitayama pls. as smutty as you will go, anything is fine as long as it's their first time together.

if that's no good i'm always down for fujikita or kitasenga. the first time thing still applies.

please and thank you! :D
Oct. 26th, 2012 07:22 pm (UTC)
Two comments long orz
Kitayama can sleep everywhere. That is something he is proud of and never fails to mention as one of his charm points in every magazine interview. Unfortunately, it isn’t so very true tonight, maybe because the bed is too small, maybe because dinner had been a bit too much, or because the other person in bed with him is already silent and motionless.

Kitayama jerks a little, hoping a stinging elbow pinned in Ohkura’s side would wake him up and leave him no choice but to share insomnia with him. Apparently, the pressure on the other’s skin isn’t enough to wake him up and Kitayama emits an annoyed grumble and frowns in the darkness.

He was hoping to spend more time with his friend since they can’t see each other that often. The evening had been interspersed with Okhura’s teasing looks and unexpected physical contact even if it just consisted in the invasion of Kitayama’s personal space to reach for something placed behind him or to loll his head on his shoulder while watching TV. That’s why when Ohkura said he could stay over and - there we are, thought Kitayama - share his bed, he started acting like he was sleepy to get in there faster and don’t waste the rest of the night.

Once in bed though, his resolution falters, and he realizes he has no idea how to approach his friend. What if all the teasing game wasn’t addressed to him as an invitation for sex? What if Ohkura was just stretching and actually didn’t care if Kitayama stared at the skin he exposed has he did so? He was sure Ohkura had gazed at him with a strange want in his eyes several times during the evening, but he could be wrong. Those hooded eyes could have just been the sign of drowsiness, and Kitayama knew that wasn’t a possibility to count out. His theory is reinforced by the fact that even though it doesn’t take a long time for Kitayama to think about a strategy, it is enough time to lose Ohkura against the dreamworld.

“Jeez, I can’t believe it.” Kitayama props his elbow on the mattress, places his head on it and just stares at Ohkura’s hair, neatly brushing against the pillow and his nape.

Kitayama finds the arch of Ohkura’s neck fascinating as it moves slightly up and down at every breath. The tip of his fingers fluctuate over the delicate skin before dropping down on the neck for a caress. Ohkura moves in his sleep and turns around so suddenly that Kitayama doesn’t have time to back off. The other guy moans as he wraps his arms around Kitayama as if he were one of the pillows, and starts rubbing his face on him, ending up breathing just a few centimeters away from Kitayama’s lips.

Kitayama is still stuck in Ohkura’s vice-like hug, and his brain is still trying to understand if he is glad or not that things turned this way, when Ohkura’s face shifts even closer to his own. What harm there could be in a little kiss now? He can even pretend he is just moving in his sleep and... no, he is a bad bad person, that’s not how he should act.

“Fuck, I just want to kiss you,” Kitayama whispers blowing air on the other’s lips as the words come out.

“Then do it, idiot.”

Kitayama jerks in surprise as he sees Ohkura opening his eyes in the semi-darkness.

“You are awake? Since when?”

“Since forever. I was just waiting for you to get a move on and actually do something.”

“But, you didn’t give me any hint or...”

“Do you mean I need to perfect my seduction technique? That’s rude. I’ve been showing you my goods all evening.” Ohkura says, making a gesture with his hand to indicate his body.

“Are we still wasting time talking and being vain or...?” Kitayama’s eyes darkens as he leans to kiss him. A soft touch, then he pulls his lips away waiting for the other to follow them, but since it doesn’t happen he resolves to kiss him again. Ohkura opens his mouth and let Kitayama’s tongue slide inside. So that’s how Ohkura’s kisses taste like. Kitayama tries to get beyond the toothpaste taste and gets lost in the luscious hotness of Okura’s lips.
Oct. 26th, 2012 07:23 pm (UTC)
“I guess it’s okay if I keep going right?” Kitayama asks as he breathes against Okura’s jaw and starts trailing his lips down his neck.

“Just kissing?” Ohkura asks.

“You’re so slow sometimes.” Kitayama slides one hand all the way to Ohkura’s hips and rests it on the side for a second before proceeding on his way to Ohkura’s cock.

“Oh, you mean this. Sure.” Ohkura slides his hips closer to Kitayama and moves his own hand to palm Kitayama’s cock from over the tracksuit bottom he was wearing. Kitayama is hard already and he can feel Ohkura is too, his erection twitching as he smoothes it through the fabric.

They go back on kissing, daring to touch each other more and explore every part of their respectives bodies. Ohkura tries to slip out of his pants using the friction between them and Kitayama’s hand as well as the bed. Kitayama notices and pulls down his pants doing the same with his own clothes one moment later. Suddenly an undressing battle starts, and they don’t even know whose clothes they are pulling off anymore. After they scrunch up their clothes and put them aside, they squeeze their bodies together again in a confused mess of kisses and limbs going everywhere.

They rub their cocks against each other and then Kitayama grabs them together to stroke them both as hard as he can.

“This feels great.” Ohkura says in between moans.

Kitayama is thinking exactly the same thing. Ohkura’s body is warm, soft and smooth in some places, hard where expected. His moans and his blissful expression are pleasing him way more than he is ready to admit. He wants to feel good and what he wants makes Ohkura feel good as well. He wants to explore more of the other’s body, wants to know what makes him feel even better, but there will be time for that, he was sure. Right now, they both can’t control their desire of getting even a little closer, of crossing that line that goes beyond friendship that they never had the chance to cross before. Sex is a great thing, Kitayama thinks, right before he feel Ohkura spilling on his hand and sees him arching back, vocalising his pleasure in a loud moan.

“Touch me please.” Kitayama asks, without restraining himself from cleaning his hand on the sheets. His cock his wet from Ohkura’s release too, but that can stay there as it will feel good while Ohkura touches him.

Ohkura moves his hand lazily to grasp Kitayama’s cock and starts jerking him off.

“I could do it myself, but...”

“No, I want to touch you too.” Ohkura begins moving his hand faster.

“Like that.” Kitayama wails, dropping his head back and dunking his hand into Ohkura’s hair. Ohkura slows down a bit and starts kneading the head of Kitayama’s cock with his thumb, teasing the tip and spreading precome all over the delicate skin.

“Don’t slow down, I’m almost...”

Ohkura slides down and gives a tentative lick at Kitayama’s cock as he jerks in delighted surprise.

“I was thinking you might like this more.”

As an answer, Kitayama just moves his hips towards Ohkura “Oh yes, please.”

Ohkura licks Kitayama’s cock again before taking it into his mouth to start sucking him.

“You feel so good,” and that is all Kitayama can say before feeling the sparks of the orgasm flowing into his body and and bursting everywhere.

“A little warning next time?” Ohkura says cleaning his mouth with his palm, “It already tasted like mine.”

“I did
pull your hair!”

“No, you didn’t! Anyway use your mouth next time.”

“You mean like...”

“I mean use it to warn me, but I wouldn’t mind if you wanted to use it for something else.”

“Come here.” Kitayama opens his arms and Ohkura drops into the hug reclaiming a kiss. Kitayama obliges before his eyelids starts to feel too heavy to keep open.



“Is next time going to be tonight?”

“I reckon it could be. Just give me ten minutes, will you?”
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Oct. 18th, 2012 01:22 pm (UTC)
Trick or Drabble~

I'd like something with Yokoo, Kitayama and Nikaido (they can have any kind of relationships) at Yokoo's place. They can talk about another member, or commenting somenthing - like Busaiku, or a concert... I don't have any particular idea, sorry ;__; but these 3 + Yokoo's place would be enough!

Or, If you don't like these three together, I'd like to read something with Nikaido, Senga and Fujigaya, going out for some shopping... (maybe?) with them more than just friends.
Oct. 18th, 2012 04:31 pm (UTC)
Trick or drabble!

Fujigaya/Senga, Senga using sextoys on Taipi.

Or if you don't want to write porn, Tottsu/someone (Hasshi, Kawai, Kitayama, Tsukada, Fujigaya or whoever you want) - Tottsu has new lip gloss, and someone likes the way it tastes.
Oct. 26th, 2012 07:36 pm (UTC)
Porn didn't seem to work, so I wrote this. Hope you like it >_<


Totsuka was in the Shokura theatre changing room, leaning on his phone to answer Fujigaya’s message that said “see you in our changing room in ten”, when someone dropped onto the chair in front of him.

“New lip gloss?” Kitayama asked using his thumb and index finger to pull up Totsuka’s face and have a better look.

“Yes. Tsukada and Kawai said it brightens the colour of my lips. It makes them smoother too.” Totsuka replied.

“Really? Would you mind if I try some?”

“Sure, let me go and get it...”

“That’s not quite what I meant,” Kitayama said leaning to press his mouth against Totsuka’s glossy and plump lips.

“It really is good as it seems,” Kitayama said standing up and walking out of the dressing room.

Totsuka, not at all bothered by Kitayama’s behaviour, decided it was time to go and meet Fujigaya. He had no idea why Fujigaya couldn’t just walk into ABC-Z changing room and tell him what he wanted, instead of sending him that message. As he moved his first steps in the corridor - Kisumai’s changing room was just a few doors away - a hand grabbed him and pulled him inside the men’s toilets.

“You smell good, Tottsu,” Hashimoto said without caring to keep the volume of his voice down.

“Hasshi! You scared me. What is it?”

Hashimoto started sniffing around Totsuka and then smiled.

“It’s your lips! Do they taste as good as they smell like?”

“Wanna try?” Totsuka wrapped his fingers behind Hashimoto’s neck to bring him down and take possession of his lips. Then he pushed him back gently and moved towards the corridor.

“Hey! Where are you going?”

“You better go and get ready Hasshi, it’s not a good idea going on stage in your bathrobe.”

Totsuka ran away before he could even hear the disappointed whines Hashimoto let out and finally reached Kisumai’s changing room.

Inside, there was only Fujigaya, fixing his hair in front of the mirror. He turned to the door when Tosuka closed it behind him.

“Finally,” Fujigaya said as Totsuka walked closer, “can I have some of your lip gloss, please?”

“Sure.” Totsuka said as he stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips.

“I didn’t mean that, but...” Fujigaya’s bewildered expression couldn’t hide the light blush that surfaced on his cheeks more because the action had been unexpected rather than for shyness.

Totsuka bursted in giggles, “sorry, I’ll go get it, okay?”

“Wait,” Fujigaya stopped him, “I might just get some more from your lips, after all, you used so much of it.”

Edited at 2012-10-26 07:37 pm (UTC)
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Oct. 19th, 2012 01:33 am (UTC)
I would take any Baka6 you were willing to do. Maybe Jesse teaching everybody English they probably shouldn't know? Or else just what their shirts say, or once XD

or that's weird you could do Kisumai. One of the kouhai spends the night for the first time in mitsu's apartment? you pick whether or not it's sexytimes.
Oct. 19th, 2012 05:17 am (UTC)
I'm asking for so much MiyaTama... but I can't help it~ Maybe going out shopping to find Miyata a pet that can keep Tama's flying squirrel company? Or maybe Tama teaching Miyata how to rank higher on Busaiku rankings.
Oct. 19th, 2012 12:45 pm (UTC)
trick or drabble!

KIMURA/FUJIGAYA. With Taisuke being super nervous and Kimura being all "I know what effect I have on you *smirk*", id est, exactly what they are to each other irl XD.
And go as far as you're willing to go 8D

*adds convincing icon*


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