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[elspethdixon]

The first TEN people to comment in this post get to request a drabble or a sketch of any pairing/character (from one of my usual fandoms). Original fic is also allowed--you can toss names, photos, descriptions of personalities at me--with the provision that none of the characters be from any works in progress. In return, those ten people have to post this in their journals, regardless of their ability level.

meme taken from ani_bester
(crossed out the orig fic one because I can't do drabbles for characters I don't know).

Usual fandoms= Avengers, Daredevil, PotC, Three Musketeers, Mag7, bookverse!Bond, DCU toonverse, Tombstone, Watchmen, Lonesome Dove: TOY, and anything else you can think of that I've written or that you know I've read.

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[elspethdixon.livejournal.com]

The Golden Age comics live on seanchai's computer, so I don't have any references handy. Characterization is therefore not guaranteed.

Toro had heard a lot about how wonderful Paris was. Thus far, it was doing a better job of living up to expectations than he'd hoped for.

"To Paris," Bucky said, and toasted Toro with the half-empty champagne bottle they had liberated from a former Nazi officer's quarters. It had probably been very expensive, once. Bucky and Cap worked with the Howling Commandoes as often as they did with the Invaders, and Nick Fury's guys always knew where to find the good alcohol.

"To Paris!" Toro echoed. "To pretty French girls just waiting to give their liberators a kiss."

Bucky laughed, his eyes bright with champagne. "I bet you've never kissed anyone in your life. Let alone a French girl."

"I've had more dames than you'll ever know." It wasn't exactly a lie. There had been one or two girls back before Jim had found him, when he'd still been with the circus. It had never gone any firther than kissing -- he'd barely been more than a kid then, after all -- but it was something. After that... the fire was harder to control when he was excited. Girls tended not to like that.

"Yeah?" Bucky asked. "I don't believe it from you anymore than I do when Cap says it. You both blush just the same way."

"Yeah," Toro returned. "If you were a girl, I could make your head spin faster than..." inspiration ran out, "well, let's just say you'd be begging for more."

Bucky grinned that slightly manic grin that always made Toro think of machinegun fire, and said, "Prove it."

So Toro did.

When he woke up in the middle of the night, hours later, the inhuman screams of men burning to death ringing in his ears, Bucky was still sound asleep next to him, his head on Toro's soulder, one hand settled posessively over his hip.

[ani-bester.livejournal.com]

Awwwww I love aggressive Toro ^__^
And Bucky's machinegun fire grin, that's a great description.

The last bit kills me. Oh dear lord -_-
Thank you so so much!
I love these two and it's great to get more fic for them ^__^