Wednesday, September 29, 2010

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Saturday, September 4, 2010

Street Price For Xanax Bars

several football-Drabble




WÜRFEL-Meme

  • Go get a pencil, a sheet of paper and a die.
  • Then choose twelve characters from one fandom and write them down in two lists with six characters each.
  • Now roll the die once on each list and write down the pairing. Repeat this ten times.
  • Then choose six of those ten pairings, write a drabble or double drabble on each one and post them in your journal.
  • At last, send the Orbit Remix with this nice little meme attached to at least one person from your f-list.
 
(I just stole the style from [info] felinarian because it looked so neat)

Title: The eternal circle
Author: [info] tongue sorry
Beta: [info] felinarian . Thanks for the hard work that otherwise would be great for this Wörterwust nonsense come out xD
Pairing / Characters: Tim Wiese, Simon Rolfes
Note: Total crack and Rolfes is a small, fluffy sheep.
Content: Tim is afraid.

"Tim? Everything ok with you? "
" W-what? "
Bremen goalkeeper was pressed tightly to the wall of the players' tunnel and threw constantly hectic side views of their opponents. They stayed a few more minutes until kick-off, but Tim was so tense, as if it were killed penalties.
"What's the matter?"
Tim saw himself continuing to hurry, he was visibly calmer.
"Nothing. Everything is ... "
" mowing. "
Tim froze on the spot, the blood in his veins. Amazement, he turned and stared at the grinning captain of Leverkusen.
"mowing, mowing, says the lamb," sang Simon hateful, "this grass tastes good to me."
Tim shouted.


Title: The love of flashlights
Author:
[info] tongue sorry
Beta:
[info] felinarian
Pairing / Characters:
Per Mertesacker, Rene Adler
Note:
Slash and a little dirty talk
Content:
René's not easy as a goalkeeper ...

René hissed angrily as he walked into the hotel room by Per. "You also have a good morning, René," sighed Per and watched as his friend threw himself into a chair.
"Three inches damned!"
"What?"
Per understood a word.
"There are only three inches damned, the two have ahead of me and yet I have to listen to me constantly! "
Per grinned. Goalkeeper competition, discipline, psychological warfare.
"Manuel and Tim?"
"Hardly Philip and Mark," smiled Per
came to the sulky René and kissed him.
"Even if you are a goalkeeper in your pocket, I love you anyway. ? Comforted "
" Oh, kiss my "
" love to "


Title:.
Tours
Author: tongue sorry [info]
Beta:
[info] felinarian
Pairing / Characters: Arne Friedrich / Clemens Fritz
Note:
dialog-fic, pillow-talk
Content:
Arne is on a visit to Bremen.

"Hm Really unbelievable. "
" What? "
" This. "
" rolled What? "
Arne with the eyes.
"The fact that the two of us now are here, I mean."
Clemens turned his head and looked at him obliquely.
"And what is so incredible?"
"Think about it. When we last saw private? This was shortly after the 2006 World Cup and now ... "
" To me it was not then. "
Clemens' voice was a tiny bit reproachfully and Arne quickly looked to the side.
"A city guide to me at least I have been very different."
"What?"
? Well ... I mean ... there's something in Bremen other than your bedroom "
." My living room carpet "


Title: baptism of fire
Author: [info] tongue sorry
Beta:
[info] felinarian that the grass still does not like the whole thing but read anyway. \u0026lt;3
Pairing / Characters: Manuel Neuer, Hans-Jörg Butt (Tim Wiese)
Note:
dirty talk
Content:
Manuel as the German number one still has to undergo further examination.

Heimlich Manuel looked to Jörg and Tim, who sat opposite him and silently enjoyed their breakfast. He wondered why it three desperately met the stereotype of the socially inept goalkeeper, as Tim's head suddenly hochruckte. He looked at him warily and somewhat gleefully.
"You have your baptism of fire not yet behind you," he said. Manuel stared
at him blankly. Which spoke of?
"And what is to burn it?" He asked provocatively.
Tim smiled. Jörg contrast, stood up, brushed off the things that went around the table next to Manuel.
He leaned close to him and whispered, "Your ass."


Title:
persecution
Author: [info] tongue sorry
Beta :
[info] felinarian * Wedding March * Box office
Pairing / Characters: Joachim Loew, Stefan Kiessling
Note:
evil Loew
contents:
play Who wants to follow.

Joachim strokes his fingers through his hair, his hand slowly over the back of the head can slide into the neck. Stefan stands stock still, looking fixedly over him. Suddenly Joachim packed too tightly, Stefan's head presses down close to his face. He drills his eyes to the bright blue eyes.
"What do you want?" He whispers to him.
"I wants to play .... "
Stefan wants to look away, but Joachim's hand shoots forward, grabs Stefan's chin, holding his head in place.
" Then do something for the money. "
He lets go of him, comes back even a step further. It is better when they meet him, then voluntary.



Title: The Frog Prince

Author: [info] tongue sorry
Beta:
[info] felinarian , which from a spoonful of sugar and also hit the mark quite well.
Pairing / Characters: Arne Friedrich, Per Mertesacker
Note:
harmlessly
Content: As it
lack of inspiration.

sighed Ellen von Unwerth. "Per ... but at least try to relax, you sit there like a plank."
Per slid to move his chair back and forth. The Star photographer who initiated the photo shoot for Strenesse-band image had their hands full with him, he knew it. Normally he did not so hard, but today he lacked the right inspiration to at least act a bit.
He looked helplessly at the camera people on the edge. Suddenly he fell to Arne, the hanging around there as well and in his black suit looked as if he had walked directly from an Al Capone movie. Per swallowed. He liked black suits. Suddenly Arne
lifted his eyes, winked at him and pursed his lips into a wide mouth kiss. Per stared at him and then, without meaning to, he made for the movement.
"That ... yes, it is!" Per started and broke up hastily from his torpor.
"What?" He asked, completely confused, but Ellen was rushed to the property manager. "Bring him a plate of spaghetti! had been with a lot of sauce! "
Per understand the world anymore and looked back quickly to the point where Arne even a few moments. Hm, the next time had to be clearly less distance between them.