angelita26
16 April 2014 @ 09:24 pm
Drabble Meme: Part Deux  
In the comments, leave me the name of a character and a noun (place, emotion, thing, whatever). You can also specify a 'verse or story, if you'd like - my Masterlist will be up to date by the end of today (4/16). I'll write you a drabble, which I'm being less strict about this go 'round and saying it'll be between 100 and 300 words.

Prompt away! All fandoms/'verses/stories are up for grabs :)

(If you want to see the results of the Drabble Meme: Part I, check it out here.)
 
 
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elrhiarhodan[personal profile] elrhiarhodan on April 17th, 2014 01:27 am (UTC)
White Collar RPS, Tim, Hope.
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[identity profile] angelita26.livejournal.com on April 18th, 2014 12:31 am (UTC)
This is not in Bookstore - just a WCRPS. Enjoy!


It was still early, around five in the morning, when Matt woke from a brief nap and went in search of his husband. He found Tim standing in front of the glass window of the nursery, making faces at the baby girl on the other side.

"She can't see you, you know," Matt said, putting his arm around Tim and trying to give him a kiss.

Tim frowned and hip-checked Matt away. "She can so."

"She's three hours old." Matt laughed and held his hand up a few inches from his face. "That's about as far as it gets for now."

"I never should have gotten you those books about baby development."

Matt just shook his head and pulled Tim into an apology kiss. "Sorry, sorry. Make all the faces you want."

"Thank you."

They stood in silence for a few minutes, watching their daughter - their daughter - as she slept without a care in the world. She was gorgeous, with blue eyes and a head of dark hair. Their surrogate and egg donor, Tiffani, also had blue eyes and dark hair, but Tim and Matt had both thrown their sperm into the mix so the baby could wind up with brown eyes before it was all said and done.

"So, I guess we need to settle on a name, Dad," Tim teased.

"I guess we do, Papa," Matt replied with a grin. "Say your top pick on three?"

Tim nodded, Matt counted, and, in unison, they said, "Hope."

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elrhiarhodan[personal profile] elrhiarhodan on April 18th, 2014 12:33 am (UTC)
AWWWWWWW....

Thank you so much!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Delicious schmoop is perfectly delicious!
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[identity profile] pooh-collector.livejournal.com on April 17th, 2014 01:30 am (UTC)
Neal, a Mark Chagall painting
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[identity profile] angelita26.livejournal.com on April 17th, 2014 03:45 pm (UTC)
I feel like I should give full disclosure and say how bad I am at analyzing paintings, but I really liked this one, and I thought Neal would have a few things to say about it. Hope you like this!


Neal ignored Peter's watchful eyes as he slowly made his way through the new Marc Chagall exhibit at The Jewish Museum. The colorful paintings weren't Peter's cup of tea, but Neal loved them. The imagination and feeling behind them transcended everything – time, culture, the creator, the viewer.

One particular painting stood out to him, and Neal returned to it once he had seen all of the others. It was of a couple surrounded by a bouquet of flowers above the sea. On the side, one person was trying to touch the bouquet while another was falling or diving from it.

Neal startled when someone cleared their throat beside him, and he turned to find Peter standing there with his head cocked, examining the painting.

"Why this one?" Peter asked.

"It's gorgeous. The colors, the way the couple stands out from the rest, the brush strokes here and here." Neal gestured as best he could, wishing that he could actually touch the painting. "There's a sadness to the surroundings but the couple are in it together. They're holding each other close while others try to get in but can't."

Peter's hand fell on his shoulder and squeezed. Neal leaned in to the gesture as much as he could in the public space.

"We'll always let you in."

Neal gave him a soft smile and a quick nod. "Thank you."

(To view the painting, please click here (http://uploads3.wikipaintings.org/images/marc-chagall/couple-and-fish-1964.jpg))
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embroiderama: Book love[personal profile] embroiderama on April 17th, 2014 01:30 am (UTC)
Bookstore, tremble
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[identity profile] angelita26.livejournal.com on April 18th, 2014 02:43 pm (UTC)
I had so many ideas for this one but they were all spoilery/interfered with upcoming stories. But then I got this idea, and it requires a warning - Death of a canon character. Tissues may be needed *HUGS*



At Reb's, Tim kept an eye on Matt while he sipped at his beer even though his boyfriend was surrounded by friends – Joe and Sharif and some other firefighters. It had been a long and trying day for everyone, but Matt hadn't slept well since they got the news, and Tim could see the lines of fatigue on his face.

After twenty minutes, Tim finally stepped over and slid his arm around Matt's shoulders. "Ready to go home?" he asked into Matt's ear.

Matt looked equal parts grateful and exhausted. He nodded, got his crutches situated and bid his friends good night.

He was quiet on the drive home, and Tim shadowed his slow progress into their apartment and back to the bedroom. Before Matt could sit down on the bed, Tim pulled him into a hug. The younger man was trembling, and Tim held him tighter.

"I can't believe he's gone." Matt's voice was muffled by his face being pressed into Tim's neck and shoulder, but Tim understood.

"I know. I'm sorry."

"Let's just… Can we just…" Matt's breath hitched and his knees buckled. Tim lowered him to the bed and kneeled to help him get out of his funeral clothes.

"Take a deep breath and try to relax, okay?"

As soon as Matt was stripped to his boxers, Tim left him to get under the covers while he gathered Matt's meds and a bottle of water. Once that was squared away, Tim took off his own formal attire and slid into bed.

"Tell me a happy memory that you have of James," he requested and Matt complied, talking until his medication kicked in and his words slurred. He fell sleep with his hands in mid-motion and his head resting against Tim's shoulder, and he'd finally calmed down enough to rest.
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[identity profile] citrinesunset.livejournal.com on April 17th, 2014 01:36 am (UTC)
Peter, cologne.
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[identity profile] angelita26.livejournal.com on April 17th, 2014 07:02 pm (UTC)
This idea hit me when I read your prompt last night - hope you like it!


Peter sits up a little straighter in his hospital bed when he hears the door open and catches the scent of Neal's cologne. It's a smell that instantly makes him feel less alone and much less scared.

"Hey," Neal's voice is soft and hesitant.

Peter doesn't say anything but holds out his hand until Neal's smooth palm slides against his. Peter tightens his grip and frowns when he feels that Neal's fingers are ice cold and shaking. "It's going to be okay," he says, but the words sound hollow.

"This is not okay." Neal tries to pull away but Peter holds tight.

"Hey, I'm here. I'm alive, and I'm not going anywhere. So, I've lost my-"

"Don't say it! Please."

Peter sighs and tugs Neal closer. The younger man refuses to sit on the bed but does give Peter his other hand. "This isn't your fault."

"I should have been there," Neal replies.

"Then you would have been hurt too. Look at it this way: Keller's never going to hurt anyone again. Diana and Jones made sure of that."

Neal makes a sound that Peter can't bear, and he pulls on Neal's hands until he can hold him in his arms. Less than a week ago, Keller had drawn the team into a game of cat and mouse. He'd separated Peter from the others, and then attacked him. Peter didn't remember the incident, but he'd been found unconscious and rushed to the hospital.

The only permanent injury was the loss of his sight, which Peter is still in shock about. Elizabeth is being strong, taking the news with stoicism so far. Neal had disappeared for almost a full twenty-four hours, but he's back now, and Peter can face anything as long as they are both by his side.
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anodyneer[personal profile] anodyneer on April 17th, 2014 04:22 am (UTC)
Bookstore, Tim, lightning.
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[identity profile] angelita26.livejournal.com on April 18th, 2014 12:47 am (UTC)
Hope you enjoy! :D

Tim woke to the sounds of a storm raging outside. Matt was snoring softly, somehow still asleep despite the loud boom of thunder that had just shook the building.

He slid carefully out of bed and pulled on his flannel bathrobe. Padding quietly from room to room, he checked all of the windows and made sure they hadn't left any open. It was spring in the city, and the weather was nice enough lately that they'd been opening the windows to enjoy the change of pace from snow and freezing cold.

After getting a fresh glass of water, Tim made his way back to the bedroom. He paused in the doorway when a burst of lightning illuminated Matt's sleeping form. His boyfriend was gorgeous. The long, lean lines of his body were visible, even through the thin sheet barely covering him. His face was relaxed, but the angles of his cheeks and nose stood out.

Sometimes, Tim had to stop, take a breath, and drink in the sight of him. He caught Matt doing the same thing when he thought Tim's attention was elsewhere, so he knew the feeling was mutual. There was something incredibly safe and secure and sexy in that.

Lightning flashed again as Tim eased back into bed and put his arm across Matt's chest. In response, Matt's head rolled in Tim's direction and he sighed. Tim couldn't help himself; he leaned closer and kissed Matt's eyelid. He was smiling when he fell back to sleep.
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[identity profile] eldorah.livejournal.com on April 17th, 2014 05:12 am (UTC)
Neal, university
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[identity profile] angelita26.livejournal.com on April 17th, 2014 06:39 pm (UTC)
This was fun! Thank you for the great prompt!


Neal was intrigued by the older gentleman sitting in the back of his afternoon Scandinavian History and Mythology class. He wasn't a student – no one could join six weeks into the semester without permission from him, and even then, it would be very strange – so Neal had to resign himself to waiting until class was over to speak with the man.

He finished his lecture on the Poetic Edda and gave out assignments before dismissing everyone. Keeping an eye on the man wasn't hard, since he didn't move until all of the students had gone.

"Mr. Caffrey?"

"Dr. Caffrey," Neal corrected, unable to stop himself.

"I'm sorry. Dr. Caffrey, I'm Special Agent Peter Burke with the FBI's White Collar division. We need your help."

"What can I do for the FBI?"

"The Met is gearing up for an exhibit on Viking art, and they received several pieces this week that they think might be forgeries. You're considered an expert on Oseberg style, so we'd appreciate it if you could come and take a look at the pieces."

Neal adjusted his glasses and flashed the agent a smile. "I'd be honored to help out the FBI in any way that I can."

"Great. Do you have time now?"

"Lead the way." Neal made sure to stay behind the agent as they exited the classroom so that he could send off a quick text to his best friend Mozzie. Abort Oseberg. The Man is watching.
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[identity profile] kerrylang.livejournal.com on April 17th, 2014 10:26 am (UTC)
Bookstore AU, Tim or Matt jealous, secret admirer.
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[identity profile] angelita26.livejournal.com on April 18th, 2014 02:38 am (UTC)
I want it to be known that I'm not good with secret admirer stuff. *nervous smile* With that said, I hope you enjoy :)


Tim's last meeting of the day cancelled so he headed out early and stopped by Have Book Will Travel to see if Matt could leave a little early too. They could maybe catch a movie before dinner if they got out of there fast.

He found a space not far from the bookstore, so he parked and headed inside. There was a man standing at the counter, talking to Matt while buying a stack of books. The man must have said something incredibly funny because Matt didn't just laugh, he chortled. Tim raised an eyebrow and moved closer while picking up a random paperback from the first table he passed.

While Matt was putting the books into a canvas bag, Tim noticed the customer slip a small white envelope out of his pocket and onto the counter beside the register.

Matt bid him farewell and turned to Tim with a grin. "Hey. Early day?"

"Yeah. Is Marsha here? I thought we could duck out and hit a movie."

"Captain America? Alexandra said it was good."

"Alex?"

"On her Facebook."

"Oh." Tim wondered when they became Facebook friends, but before he could ask, Matt found the mysterious envelope.

He picked it up, slid the note out, and smirked. "Love me Sweet, with all thou art, Feeling, thinking, seeing; Love me in the lightest part, Love me in full being. It's signed by a secret admirer."

Tim glanced over his shoulder at the door the man had walked through a few minutes ago. "Who was that guy?"

"Just a customer. I didn't catch his name."

Tim frowned and nodded. He opened his mouth to tell Matt about the man, but Marsha came around the corner and practically shoved them out the door. It was probably nothing anyway. Tim shouldn't worry so much.



Notes: The man is Ross McCall (Keller ;)). The poem is A Man's Requirements by Elizabeth Barrett Browning, and the full text is here (http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-man-s-requirements/).
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sinfulslasher: neal innocent[personal profile] sinfulslasher on April 17th, 2014 11:24 am (UTC)
Neal, cronut

(come on, I had to go there! *g*)
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[identity profile] angelita26.livejournal.com on April 17th, 2014 03:13 pm (UTC)
Ha! This made me grin so hard this morning. Here you go:


The sounds Neal was making bordered on the obscene. If the man hadn't been sitting less than two feet from him, Peter would have assumed he was having the best jerk off session of his life.

"Neal-"

"You have to try this, Peter!"

"What is it?"

"A cronut."

"That's not a word."

"No, it's the eighth wonder of the world. Seriously, you have to try this."

Peter reached for the small piece that Neal hadn't consumed yet but got his hand smacked away. "Neal!"

"I'll go and get you one. And a second one for me. I'll be right back. In like an hour. There's a line. See you later!"

Neal was out of the car before Peter could stop him. So much for their stakeout.

The radio sitting on the dash crackled to life and Jones' voice came through. "Where's Caffrey going?"

Peter sighed but responded, "To get something called a cronut."

"A cronut? No way! He'd better bring me one too!"
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[identity profile] sheenianni.livejournal.com on April 17th, 2014 06:43 pm (UTC)
Unbreakable, dancing.
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[identity profile] angelita26.livejournal.com on April 17th, 2014 06:44 pm (UTC)
Any specific character? :)
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kanarek13[personal profile] kanarek13 on April 17th, 2014 07:54 pm (UTC)
Hmm ♥ Peter, my beautiful :D
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[identity profile] angelita26.livejournal.com on April 19th, 2014 02:53 am (UTC)
A little bit of schmoop for you ;)


Neal and Peter lay in bed, legs tangled together and chests heaving as they came down from the high of orgasm. Neal was the first to move, rolling onto his side and propping his head up on his hand. He grinned down at Peter and put his free hand on Peter's chest right over his still racing heart.

"What are you smiling about?"

"You're beautiful," Neal said softly. "My beautiful."

Peter beamed and pulled him into a kiss. "You're not so bad yourself, but it's this," he put his hand over Neal's heart, "that makes me fall in love with you more every day."

"I thought that was the part you were most concerned about it."

"No, that's up here." Peter tapped a finger against Neal's temple. "Your heart's in the right place."

"Now that I've met you."

"Mmhmm."

"Love you."

"Ditto."
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[identity profile] doctor-fangeek.livejournal.com on April 17th, 2014 08:20 pm (UTC)
Neal, nightmares
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[identity profile] angelita26.livejournal.com on April 19th, 2014 03:57 am (UTC)
FWIW, I see this as post-S5, but that's just where my mind goes these days. Hope you enjoy!



Neal woke up screaming. He all but fell out of bed and stumbled into the bathroom where he dry heaved over the toilet for a minute. He'd learned not to eat anything in the last few hours before he went to bed to avoid the worst of this situation. The horrible images in his head wouldn't stop repeating for a while after he was fully awake.

Eventually, he splashed water on his face, changed out of his sweat-soaked pajama pants and t-shirt, and walked back into his living room to find something to occupy his time. He was setting up his easel and paints when there was a quick rap at the door in dactylic pentameter.

"Come in, Moz."

"You should be sleeping."

Neal shrugged and put brush to canvas. Dark swirls started to overtake the stark white cloth.

"I saw the light on," Mozzie said into the silence. "You can't keep doing this. I wish you'd let me set up an appointment with Sally's sister."

"I don't need a shrink."

"Me and the moon beg to differ."

Neal rubbed his hand over the taut muscles in his neck and rolled his shoulders. "You've talked to her?"

"Yeah. She's good, mon frère. I promise."

Neal bit his lip and nodded. "All right then. Set it up."

"You've made the right decision." Mozzie smiled. "Now, where's that bottle of Pinot Noir?"
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[identity profile] doctor-fangeek.livejournal.com on April 21st, 2014 07:03 pm (UTC)
Sorry...read this as soon as I saw it but I'm behind (again) with commenting. I just want to cuddle Neal and make all the BAD THINGS go away. Okay, so I pretty much always want to cuddle/hug Neal, but you know what I mean. I can't help but wonder what the canon resolution of the kidnapping will be. Regardless, I love how you captured traumatized!Neal, but also that you had Mozzie get through to him, at least for the moment.

Thanks!
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[identity profile] angelita26.livejournal.com on April 21st, 2014 07:12 pm (UTC)
No worries! I too always want to cuddle Neal, even as I do bad things to him. That came out wrong... ;)

I'm so glad you liked it. I'm really curious to see how canon handles the kidnapping as well since they don't really have the best track record of allowing the characters to express their feelings about traumatizing situations. I find it really hard to believe that all of the characters wouldn't be traumatized by this though. I hope they actually take the time to show the effects. I guess we'll see what they do with the 6 episodes.

Thank you! I really wanted to use Mozzie in this one to be the one to get through to Neal - I've written some Peter and/or Elizabeth action in that regard lately - it was Mozzie's turn. :D
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