*sharing the love*

[myxstorie]

comment with a character/pairing/more and a prompt (words or pictures), and I'll write a drabble (100+ words) for it ^^

Give as many prompts as you like, with a separate comment for each one. I can't promise to write them all, but I do promise to write everyone at least one.

I can write JE (NEWS + KAT-TUN, I can try Kanjani8, Arashi at a real push if you don't mind a little OOCness), Harry Potter (not for a long time) and Supernatural.

^_^

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[beltenebra.livejournal.com]

Koyama and Ueda - up in the gym, just workin' on their fitness.

[pipsqueaks.livejournal.com]

Holy shit I am loving the Ueda/Koyama prompts Vix is getting. NEEDZ MOAR KOYADA LOVING IN THIS WORLD.

[myxstorie.livejournal.com]

Under normal circumstances, Ueda doesn't think they'd have ever become friends. Not for any particular reason - it was hard not to like someone as genuinely kind and gentle as Koyama, after all - they simply didn't run in the same circles. But one afternoon, he's checking his mails on his way out of the gym and, quite literally, walks into Yamapi. The next time, they cross paths in the showers, and soon they're meeting several times a week. One day, Yamapi brings Koyama too, and the next, and before they know it, Ueda and Koyama are meeting even when Yamapi's busy schedule means he can't make it. They soon find they have more in common than difficult bandmates, and the first time Koyama invites him out for drinks, declining couldn't be further from Ueda's mind.

Koyama allows Ueda the same sort of comfort he gets from Nakamaru - the easy atmosphere, always unhurried and relaxed in the way he's used to with the N of his band. Except, he soon discovers, unlike Nakamaru, Koyama is far more happy to carry on the conversation alone, leaving him to sip his drink and chip in whenever he feels like it. Koyama is animated as he chatters, all excited smiles and fluttering hands as he regales Ueda with tales and anecdotes that Ueda can't help but smile at. Before he really realises it, he's watching more than listening, Koyama's long fingers curling, his lips forming each syllable carefully, eyes alight with delight as he talks.

And watching him now, face set in concentration as he throws punch after punch at the sandbag Ueda is bracing for him, his mouth forms a tight 'O' as he breathes, and Ueda's eyes follow a single drop of sweat from beneath Koyama's hair, and down, down the side of his face, his jaw, his neck, until the neck of his shirt halts its progress.

Ueda licks his lips. Maybe 'friends' isn't quite appropriate for them anymore.

[beltenebra.livejournal.com]

*____* oh man, just think of the two of them together, all of those lovely muscles... ::drools::

Were I confronted with a sweaty, disheveled Kei-chan I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off of him.

Go for it Tat-chan! Jump him! Claim it was all in the name of sparring!

::grin:: this is fantastic, thank you so much!!!