So, my dear journal reader(s), if you wish to ask me for a drabble, simply post a prompt as well as a character/paring in the comment section and I shall endeavor to fill it to the best of my ability.

You can check my tags or my FFN for a list of (a small portion of) my fandoms, if you're unsure about what I follow. [A hint: everything.]

Mostly for fun, and I need more writing practice.

Title: There'd Be No Sun In My Sky
Author: Miles
Fandom: Homestuck
Words: ~1150
Rating: PG-13
Summary: What it means to remember and forget. John Crocker through the years. Post scratch.
Notes: Gah, I tried to keep everything to the dates, but, um, let's pretend Con Air came out a few moths earlier? Title from 'How Do I Live Without You'.

( Because sometimes you don't have to play to winCollapse )

Title: only the game
Author: Miles
Fandom: Whistle!
Rating: G
Words: 614
Dynamics: Shigeki->Tatsuya/Shou
Summary: Soccer, summer days, and the way they look at each other across the field. Shigeki watches them run.

( And he's already broken enough hearts to build a soccer teamCollapse )

Title: Such That We May Greet Each Other Once Again
Author: Miles
Fandom: NO.6
Paring: Shion/Nezumi
Rating: PG
Words: 544
Summary: Language is the source of misunderstandings. Shion, Nezumi, and a kiss under the setting sun.
Notes: Originally written for epicsoup. A happily ever after where Nezumi comes back. The title pertains to farewells.

( It has been weeks and Shion can't forget.Collapse )

Title: There Is No Carnival Left
Author: Miles
Fandom: Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
Characters: Chrome, Kyoko
Rating: PG-13
Words: 372
Summary: The devil can cite scripture for his purpose. Chrome and where she stands now, in Kyoko's arms. What is she if not needed.
Notes: For Tarot. Because I fail at creepy things. Set in a world after Mukuro leaves Chrome.

( Chrome lets her skirt fallCollapse )

Title: That we might have roses in December
Author: Miles
Fandom: Noblesse
Paring: onesided Yuna/M-21
Words: 369
Rating: PG
Summary: It is only because of our problems that we are able to grow. Yuna and her memories, as they come like dreams.

( She remembers closing her eyes.Collapse )