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Drabble request meme
Taken from a goodly number of folks on my flist:
The first ELEVEN people to comment in this post get to request a drabble of any pairing/character of their choosing from me in fandoms I'm familiar with. No need to repost at your own LJ; chances are you've already done it. Fandoms include: Tolkien, Harry Potter, Wraeththu, Swordspoint, The Persian Boy, and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
maculategiraffe's Slave Breakers 'verse. It might take me a few days to do them all and if this proves popular, maybe I'll do a few more. I won't be a stickler for exactly 100 words. They might be a bit more, depending on how creative you get. I'm all about procrastinating from what I should be doing. :P
The first ELEVEN people to comment in this post get to request a drabble of any pairing/character of their choosing from me in fandoms I'm familiar with. No need to repost at your own LJ; chances are you've already done it. Fandoms include: Tolkien, Harry Potter, Wraeththu, Swordspoint, The Persian Boy, and
maculategiraffe's Slave Breakers 'verse. It might take me a few days to do them all and if this proves popular, maybe I'll do a few more. I won't be a stickler for exactly 100 words. They might be a bit more, depending on how creative you get. I'm all about procrastinating from what I should be doing. :P
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Title: Marked
Fandom: Slave Breakers
Character: Bran
Rating: gen, but it directly follows this foursome (http://maculategiraffe.livejournal.com/70058.html) which is very hot and totally adult.
W/C: 163
Bran eased out from Holden's arm, his need to relieve himself regretfully pulling him out of the warm bower of the bed. He padded down the hallway to the bathroom, and after taking care of things, he washed his hands, glancing at himself in the mirror. Above his tunic, his neck and collarbone showcased a riot of bruises, mostly dark pink but some verging on purple. Turning off the taps, he pulled the tunic over his head, inspecting his body, now covered in the temporary blemishes of love and possession. His mind was sharp but different from Yves; Bran didn't necessarily care to delve too deeply into the nuances of why this meant so much to him, why he liked to see the evidence that he was necessary and needed.
Then he thought of Yves, and how he voluntarily, in his unique way, could quell their master's anger. With a start of understanding, Bran realized they had more in common than he'd thought.
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