Caging my plot bunnies

This week's drabble for the drabble_a_trois community. :3 I think I'm really falling in love with the whole Carly/Sam/Freddie pairing!

Title: Do You Believe?
Fandom: iCarly
Threesome: Carly/Sam/Freddie
Word Count: 100
Prompt: #31 - destiny
Rating/Warnings: PG13
Author's Note: Sticking to the iCarly theme here, whilst I decide what other 3somes I like. X3 Besides, they're so cute!

"Do you believe in destiny, Carly?"

The brunette looked up at Sam, surprised by the question.

"It depends..." She started.

"Freddie and I kissing, then..." Sam nodded her head at the nude sleeping boy beside them.

"You mean, that you both liked me and somehow managed to find common ground amongst each other?"

"Yeah."

Carly rose from Sam's arms, meeting her eye to eye, and smiling. The blonde blushed.

"If this is real, then yes, I believe in destiny." Their lips locked, as they felt Freddie shift beside them. He watched them for a quiet moment, before smiling.

"Having fun?"

Title: Today, Isn't Today
Characters/Pairings: Quistis/Selphie
Rating/Type: PG
Team: Galbadia
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: Quistis/Selphie = Cuteness to the ninth degree. My second favorite FFVIII pairing. :\ I'm considering making this drabble into a ficlet. >.> A smutty PWP ficlet. <.<  *considers it* >.>

Selphie was tired. Days ago, she lost herself to studying for her next SEEDs ranking exam. The day of the exam she went out to Quad, bumping into Quistis.

"Today's my SEEDs exam!"

"Actually, that was yesterday."

"What? No way! Today's Thursday!" A pout.

"It's Friday, Selphie."

Showing the day's paper, Quistis watched Selphie crumble in tears. Stunned, she hugged the downtrodden girl.

"Maybe I can pull some strings so you can retake it tomorrow?" Quistis offered.

"Could you?" Teary eyes.

Nodding, Quistis was stunned again by a kiss against her lips.

"Thank you."

Smirking, the blonde nodded. "Any time."

>.> Since my ability to place cuts here kinda sucks, I'll probably posting my drabbles in separate entries instead of compiling them into one entry, as I had hoped I could. :\ I'll figure this out! >.> Eventually.... Until then I post according to the above header. If I do more then one drabble for a given community in the same week, then I'll post it along with the drabble of the week. o.0 Something like that...
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Title: Who He Is
Characters/Pairings: Barrett
Rating/Type: G
Team: SOLDIER
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: o.o No yuri. >< Damn. Enjoy anyway.

He was all fire and anger. Something he held on to that defined him. Helped him wake up and face the next day. However, it wasn't him. A mask to protect himself from the harshness life had showed him. There was a time, so long ago that it could've been just a dream, when Barrett was different. Then, he was softer, more vulnerable to the world around him. What changed? Was it a constant feeling of loneliness that followed him like a plague? He wasn't sure. Whoever he had been, he had closed him away, unable to bear the pain.

My first drabble for drabble_a_trois community. Which I can't cut to save my life!

Title: Unbelieveable
Fandom: Harry Potter
Threesome: Hermione/Pansy/Luna
Word Count: 100
Prompt: #30 - hurt
Rating/Warnings: PG - femslash
Author's Note: Pansy and Hermione were looking for a third for their little party. Let's just say Hermione's not too happy with Pansy's choice.

"You can't be serious." Hermione scoffed, spying the blonde behind Pansy.

"I am." Pansy's tone was firm, unwavering.

In exasperation, Hermione through her hands in the air, striking her left on a nearby shelf. Crying out in mixed pain and surprise, Hermione held her hand to herself. Soft fingers gently grasped the hurt hand. Expecting Pansy, she was surprised by Luna kissing her hand carefully.

"All better." She hummed softly.

The Gryffindor looked over at her girlfriend, who smirked and gave her a knowing look. Sighing in defeat, the Gryffindor nodded her head.

"Yes, all better."

Luna kissed surprised lips.

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My second drabble for this prompt. ^^; I think I finally figured out the cuts. o.O; I think my puter was the trouble before.

Title: Can You Feel It?
Fandom: iCarly
Threesome: Carly/Sam/Freddie
Word Count: 100
Prompt: #30 - hurt
Rating/Warnings: NC-17
Author's Note: ._. Last minute inspiration, inspired this.

Carly lowered herself onto Freddie's heated skin, biting her lip. Beneath her, Freddie held his breath, unable to believe this was about to happen. Just beyond Carly, he felt Sam move against his legs. Shifting herself carefully, not wanting to go too deep yet, Carly kissed the other girl. Her fingers sliding down to Sam's naked waiting flower, slipping in.

"It's only suppose to hurt for a moment." Gentle lips trembled. A quiet nod between the girls and the girls plunged themselves to the waiting pain of their first time. As one, they all cried out, in pain and surprise.

Yes, FFVIII, not FFVII. >< Or so I need to remind myself. XD Kidding. Anyway, this is my drabble for this week's prompt at ffviii_100. ^_^ The whole reason I even came here. Spiffy place.

Title: The Last Time
Characters/Pairings: Quitis//Fujin
Rating/Type: PG-13-ish
Team: Galbadia
Word Count: 100

Falling onto her back, Quitis stared at the ceiling for a long time before turning to her side. Beside her, Fujin stared back at her silently, her hair barely hiding her questioning eye. Quitis' chest tighten as she fought against the panic and tears that threaten to escape her. Tomorrow, they would part ways, off to fight their own separate wars.

"I wish I didn't have to leave your side." She said, her voice quivering.

"SAME." The dark-skinned woman agreed and pulled the blonde closer to her.

Naked bodies pressed together in sleep, for what could be the last time.


And if it wasn't for the 100 word limit, this drabble would have looked like this:

Falling onto her back, Quistis stared at the ceiling for a long time before turning to her side. Beside her, Fujin stared back at her silently, her hair barely hiding her questioning eye. Quistis' chest tighten as she fought against the panic and tears that threaten to escape her. Tomorrow, they would part ways, off to fight their own separate wars.

"I wish I didn't have to leave your side." She said, her voice quivering.

"SAME." The dark-skinned woman agreed and pulled the blonde closer to her.

Naked bodies pressed together in sleep, for what could be the last time. Every time they fought, was another chance they could die. Life was fragile and easy to take away. Long ago, they had realized that love... It could last forever. Not even death could hurt it. That didn't make the possibility of an untimely death any more appealing.