Feb. 10th, 2010 09:52 am
theirgoldenboy: (Giggle)
"OMG I LOVE YOUR _____": An RP Meme D'Amour : My Thread
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Choose one or a couple of these, and I'll do my best to write a drabble or ficlet with that prompt and my muse and your muse. Let me know if you have stuff to add to the request prompt!

1. Playful!Caleb: Tyler ([profile] their_babyboy)
2. Murderous!Caleb
3. Flailing!Caleb
4. Incarcerated!Caleb
5. Deviant!Caleb: Dee ([profile] ihasataser)
6. Ill!Caleb
7. Intoxicated!Caleb
8. Wildly Inappropriate!Caleb: Tyler ([profile] their_babyboy)
9. Eloquent!Caleb
10. Cooking!Caleb
11. Over-protective!Caleb
12. Wanker!Caleb
13. Silly!Caleb
14. Romantic!Caleb
15. Long-winded!Caleb
16. Bedtime!Caleb
17. Jealous!Caleb: Dee ([profile] ihasataser)
18. Inquisitive!Caleb
19. Confused!Caleb
20. Sexy!Caleb: Dee ([profile] ihasataser)
21. Angry!Caleb
22. Dorky!Caleb
23. Working!Caleb
24. Needs-a-Hug!Caleb
25. Choose-your-own!Caleb
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You are The Magician

Skill, wisdom, adaptation. Craft, cunning, depending on dignity.

Eleoquent and charismatic both verbally and in writing,
you are clever, witty, inventive and persuasive.

The Magician is the male power of creation, creation by willpower and desire. In that ancient sense, it is the ability to make things so just by speaking them aloud. Reflecting this is the fact that the Magician is represented by Mercury. He represents the gift of tongues, a smooth talker, a salesman. Also clever with the slight of hand and a medicine man - either a real doctor or someone trying to sell you snake oil.

What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.

... very funny.
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1) Go HERE to generate 10 random numbers between 1 and 100. Generate a different set of numbers for each character you pick. DO THIS FIRST.

2) Then I will answer the corresponding questions from HERE.

Make sure that the numbers are different!

Keep in mind that random or not, chances are that the combination between questions and asker will likely make us both o.O.
theirgoldenboy: (The brightest smile)
Sometimes, I've no wish to take my eyes away.
theirgoldenboy: (Secrets (cap))
The things he'd most prefer to forget are ones that keep reasserting themselves on his awareness, will he, nill he - nobody's fault, not even his, some of them.
theirgoldenboy: (Secrets (cap))
Vicious circle.
theirgoldenboy: (Smile!)
Caleb didn't recover the magic from the sadness that started when he was ten until the Christmas when his goddaughter reminded them all just what it all meant.
theirgoldenboy: (Oh yeah? smile)
There's no present better than real joy, sparkling in eyes, ringing in laughter - not at Christmas time, nor at any other.
theirgoldenboy: (The brightest smile)
A very traditional excuse, and probably for the best that nobody thought to get any for the house on the Vineyard.
theirgoldenboy: (Looking down (cap: Danvers))
There are people who seem to have lost the ability to appreciate how special a celebration for a very small number like two can be.
theirgoldenboy: (Looking down (cap: Danvers))
He felt like a lampoon, not letting go, he felt like a failure, he felt like he had given up on Pogue, he felt like there was no way out of it, back or forth or sideways, he felt like he had let go way too soon, and he had to spend a very long time curled up in the front seat of the car, head against the wheel, before his sight cleared and steadied enough for anything resembling his promise for safe driving to be possible.
theirgoldenboy: (Smile!)
Nobody would be able to pull Caleb's beard off, when he ... dressed up as Santa!
theirgoldenboy: (This weight on my shoulders)
There never have been, as far as he can recall, any angel figurines in the house.
theirgoldenboy: (Pogue: Mine. For  me.)
Pogue's unexpected gesture would have delighted Caleb any time, but right then it got his eyes wide and soft, his heart swelling with actual hope, and, as he drifted off with the sound of the blond's muffled grin caressing his memory, for a moment he thought that maybe, one day, he might be able to relax the grip on what he had locked up inside without drowning them both.
theirgoldenboy: (Intrigued)
Such a delicious form of cheating - no matter how fragile, no decorations were lost after he turned thirteen, even if he happened to drop them!
theirgoldenboy: (Smile!)
Caleb personally made sure that Isabel had a proper, red, huge Christmas stocking, just like a responsible godfather should!

ooc: Have some fracking fluff? *sighs*
theirgoldenboy: (Pogue: Mine. For  me.)
Caleb wanted to run and hide in the deepest, most miserable hole, unworthy to make his friends have to deal with him, but one look at Pogue's face, the set of his shoulders, let him know that if he didn't at least try to fix this... nobody would manage it.


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