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Post by autumnnprincess on Apr 22, 2014 10:26:14 GMT -6
I've written a few one-shots on tumblr. They're posted on ff.net too, but I thought I should upload them here as well. For those who could be interested If anyone else has any one-shots they'd like to share, go ahead and upload in this thread
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Post by autumnnprincess on Apr 22, 2014 10:33:49 GMT -6
I wrote this in the car yesterday. I was inspired by an otp-prompt I reblogged on tumblr, where part A of your otp walks in on part B, who's doing some silly dancing to a cheesy song. ^^
Sulley/Randall (nothing hardcore, though)
Dancing
The puzzled expression was slowly replaced with a smirk, and despite trying his hardest to avoid looking at the other monster’s face, Randall still couldn’t help but noticing it.
He didn’t know for how long Sullivan had been watching him, but it didn’t matter - a second or a minute, the damage was done all the same.
"I didn’t know you could dance..!"
"Shut up."
They were cleaning the apartment Sullivan shared with Mike, and Randall had offered to vaccum the blue monster’s bedroom. It was the room he spent the most time in upon visiting the place after all, so why the heck not.
"I think it looked good!"
"Shut up."
A cheesy yet catchy song had started playing on the radio in the bedroom, and the lizard had turned the volume up in order to hear it through the noise from the vaccum cleaner - a catchy tune made cleaning a lot more cheerful, even though Randall didn’t mind doing it in the first place. He was a very neat guy, and cleaning was something he always seemed to find the time for.
"Seriously, you had some nice moves there!"
"Shut up."
Without even being aware of it, Randall had started moving along to the music, and it had been then Sullivan had entered through the door behind him with some clean sheets for the bed. Thank God Wazowski had gone to the store to pick up something for lunch, otherwise this would have been even worse. That was Randall’s only comfort.
"I remember that song…"
"Shut up."
"It came out when I was 15, I think? It’s from a movie, isn’t it?"
“‘Saturday Night Scaring’. I think.”
"That’s the one!" Sullivan grinned; “I remember now!”
"As long as you forget about this…”
"Hey, it’s okay - I think I’ve danced to it before, too -" Sullivan showed off a couple of slightly rusty moves; “Though it’s been a while. What do you think?”
"You’re an idiot."
"Wanna dance with an idiot?" He pulled Randall closer before he got an answer; “It’s funnier when we’re two!”
The lizard didn’t really put up a fight, but he did make a few protests as Sullivan started leading him around; “We’ll never get the work done if you’re gonna continue like this…”
Randall tried his best to remain serious, but the blue one was pleased to see a smile on the lizard’s face as he declared how much he hated the larger monster.
Before he eventually joined in the dance.
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Post by chimeramachinations on Apr 22, 2014 12:26:12 GMT -6
I have a couple I wrote on Tumblr.
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Post by chimeramachinations on Apr 22, 2014 12:45:32 GMT -6
Hue hue hue this is a ClairexFungus fic.
Claire couldn’t say she liked winter that much. It seemed to her as soon as the first snowflake fell, she’d holed up inside, and buried herself within a coocoon of blankets.
She knew Jeff didn’t like seeing her like this, but she lacked the motivation to go outside for things other than shopping and work.
Today, however, wasn’t like the other days. It was during that part of winter when the snow was new, on a weekend. She’d started to read a book she didn’t exactly like when the front door opened. “Claire? Are you busy?”
Claire looked up to see Jeff standing there, bundled deeply within his coat and scarf. “Mmh, not really.”
"Good. Bundle up, I’ve got something to show you in town."
She was curious, but decided not to question it. He just seemed so excited, and she found it adorable. “Alright, this better be good.” she said as she shrugged her coat on. Jeff handed her the thick leg warmers she’d bought a couple weeks ago, and she pulled them on too.
After she was done, Claire took his hand and headed out. A few snowflakes drifted through the air, and she had to admit she enjoyed the sight a little. Jeff smiled up at her, and she grinned back.
Eventually, they came to an empty park. The snow there was untouched, and Jeff stepped out into it, tugging at her hand gently. “Come on, let’s build a snowman.”
Claire blinked in surprise. “Is this what you dragged me out for?” she asked.
His smile fell. “Do you… do you not want to?”
Claire rolled her eyes, and bent to kiss him on the forehead. “Now, now, I didn’t say that.” She bent to start a snowball. “Are you just going to sit there, or…?”
He grinned, then ran to her side and started to help her shape the snow.
They stayed in the cold for about an hour, eventually building a snowman only a couple inches shorter than Claire. Shivering, they cuddled close to each other to admire their work.
"It’s been years since I’ve done that." Claire said as she pulled Jeff close to her. "Thanks, Jeff."
"It’s no problem." He said, squeezing her hand. "Can we do this every winter?"
"Sure." Claire wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tight.
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