ganked from dark_dreymer

[csi_sanders1129]

The first FIVE (I'll take more than five, I'm feeling productive) people to comment in this post get to request that I write a drabblish thing of of any pairing/character of their choosing (within reason, people. Within reason :P). In return, they have to post this in their journal, regardless of their ability level. (If you absolutely can't write, I don't see why you wouldn't be able to offer drabbles, drawings or icons or something instead.)


1. clautophobia - Ben/Riley, National Treasure
2. whatyoulove - Tallahassee/Columbus, Zombieland
3. suerum - Jason/Spinelli, Michael, GH
4. kittycrackers Dante/Ethan, GH
5. dark_dreymer Tommy/Merton, BWoC
6. suerum Jason/Spinelli, GH
7. astronomylover Shawn/Lassiter, Psych
8. cynical_sweater Morgan/Reid, Rossi, Criminal Minds
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Comments

[trikcster.livejournal.com]

In a realistic level I know I shouldn't do this since it'll probably take me forever to write drabbles, but whatever.

Ben/Riley. Enough said.

I was unclear on if 'Enough said' was the prompt or not, so I went with yes. :3

[csi-sanders1129.livejournal.com]

“Ben.” Riley called, glaring pointedly at the back of his partner-in-crime’s head as they walked through the streets of DC. Ben was rambling on about the Bonus Army who had set up camp at Anacostia Flats, just across from the Capitol, in 1932. The rant went uninterrupted. “Ben.” Still nothing by way of response. “Ben!”

The elder wheeled around to face him. “What, Riley?”

“I just thought you might want to know that those guys? The ones we ‘lost’ three streets back? Are standing right in front of us.” He’d spotted the two thuggish goons out to interrupt their latest attempt at treasure hunting-protecting-locating-whatever a while back, but his less than aware companion had not listened and now they were running out of yardage between them and the bad guys.

Ben hummed. “Oh.”

“Oh, that’s it?” The younger scoffed incredulously, as they rounded down an alley. “Just ‘oh’?”

“Did you have a better suggestion, Riley? I’m all ears.” He mused, frowning when the alley they had wandered down turned not into an exit to the next street, but rather to a dead-end of a brick wall.

“How about ‘Oh, crap!’ or ‘Oh, no. We’re both going to be killed!’ or ‘Oh, my god, what do we do now!?’” Riley suggested, just as their shadows appeared at the mouth of the alleyway. “Ben, Oh, my god, what do we do now!?”

The metallic glint of guns was quite the worrisome addition to the already problematic situation.

“You already said that one.”

“I know.” Riley gulped. “I was kind of hoping for an answer.”

Great

[kittycrackers.livejournal.com]

Again, I am unfamiliar with the fandom, but feel that you portray the characters and the situation well enough (and in so few words), that I get a real feel for what is happening and who is involved. I really like the end - made me laugh and I particularly enjoyed: "...their shadows appeared at the mouth of the alleyway." I just like the picture that paints in my mind.

It wasn't, but YAAAAAAAAY. :D

[trikcster.livejournal.com]

This was awesome. I can't believe how well you managed to write the two of them in character in such a few words. Especially Riley, he was being his adorkable self.

And this would seem like a great way to start a longer fic! [<-- Not a subtle hint whatsoever. xD]