Meme - Words and Headcanon

[elrhiarhodan]

Found on Tumblr (where all the coolbadweird stuff is these days).

Send me a word and I'll write a headcanon or drabble about it:

Loss
Memory
Childhood
Parent
Friend
Lover
Haunting
Kinks
Dream
Grief
Remember
Happiness
Sex
Role
Destiny
Aspiration
Experience
Torture
Evil
Forgive
Abandon
Hope


And of course, if you want to play…

Send me a word and I'll write a headcanon or drabble about it: Loss Memory Childhood Parent Friend Lover Haunting Kinks Dream Grief Remember Happiness Sex Role Destiny Aspiration Experience Torture Evil Forgive Abandon Hope Meme code courtesy of <lj site="livejournal.com" user=elrhiarhodan>

Comments

[angelita26]

This looks fantastically fun! I love the memes you find!

I'll go with: Parent

[elrhiarhodan]

Parent

Elizabeth had always known that Peter would be the most indulgent kind of parent. Not in the "buy everything my child wants" or "let my child do anything, damn the consequences" type of indulgent. No, Peter would always be the type of parent to indulge his child's wildest dreams. Encourage him to achieve the impossible, to be the very best because he is the very best.

Elizabeth loves watching Peter with their son - not just the simple day-to-day parenting things, but watching them play. Neal's just beginning to talk and Peter listens to his baby babble as if it's the President making a policy speech. He talking to Neal with so much gravity and their son replies with incomprehensible silliness. But what Elizabeth enjoys the most is listening to Peter as he puts their son to bed spin takes of castles and dragons and brave knights - the type of stories his own father told him. Yes, they are similar to the tales that Mozzie spins, but their baby listens with wide eyes as Peter builds worlds for their imagination to explore.

Elizabeth watches her baby and her husband and thinks of another Neal, their lost friend, and wishes - all to futilely - that he could have had a parent like Peter, someone to give him dreams and inspire him to greatness.

[angelita26]

Awwwww, this made me so emotional. I wish our Neal had that type of parent too. This is so sweet. Thank you!

[tjs_whatnot]

Awwwwww! Make me cry why don't you?!?!

♥ So lovely!

[tjs_whatnot]

Destiny

♥

[hurinhouse.livejournal.com]

Haunting

Haunting

[elrhiarhodan]

The ghost was his constant companion, as unwelcome and unavoidable as the stench that rose off landfills in Staten Island in the summertime. His haunting wasn't anything as prosaic as Neal (who would certainly take issue with that comparison) - because Neal was not, whether in life or in death, prosaic.

No, Mozzie was haunted by the ghost of his own failure. There had been a moment when he could have fixed things himself, but no - he was too paranoid, too squeamish. He'd bought the kill, instead. And it was an utter failure.

If he'd done the job himself, if he'd done what was right and put that bullet through Matthew Keller's brain, Neal would be alive.

And Theodore Winters wouldn't have been left behind, haunted by his failures.

Re: Haunting

[hurinhouse.livejournal.com]

I love that you delved further, rather than just neal's death, you brought the death of teddy winters into mozzie's regrets. since I agree that this is how he'd feel, I find it a testament to his character that, though he claims to be a hardened criminal, he regrets not taking out keller far more than regretting neal getting involved with the fbi.

[nywcgirl]

Aspiration, please

Aspiration

[elrhiarhodan]

What father doesn't have the greatest of hopes for his child? What father doesn't dream of his offspring becoming something greater that him?

Peter looks at his own son, flushed and fretting, sweaty from a high fever, and doesn't think about future triumphs. El tells him that this is normal, children get sick, they have fevers, and Neal's is only 101. But Peter isn't soothed. His son is ill and Peter feels so helpless. All he wants is his boy to get better now, to look at him with that mischievous twinkle in his eyes as he's challenging all the reasons why it's not a good idea to do something. Or begging for one more story. Or to stay up late and talk to Uncle Neal.

Peter knows that yes, Neal will be fine in a day or two, or even a few hours. But right now, it hurts to see him sick and Peter's only aspiration is for his son to get well.

Re: Aspiration

[nywcgirl]

Been there, very lovely drabble. Thank you.

[sinfulslasher]

Well, duh.

Kinks, obviously. *g*

Please and thank you. :)

Kinks

[elrhiarhodan]

Mommy and Daddy think that even though his danglies are gone, Satchmo doesn't remember what it's like to be a dog. To mount the bitches in the neighborhood, to make puppies. To do the nasty things that mommy and daddy don't like.

The things they do in the big room upstairs, where he's not allowed to go.

Satchmo would like to make puppies, he still feels the need - but not with the neighborhood bitches. He wants to make puppies with Mr. Neal.

He knows it's wrong and he'll get a swatting with a newspaper or worse, but he wants to mount Mr. Neal and hump him until he get hard and then put it in Mr. Neal and stay there forever.

Mr. Neal would like it. Satchmo knows because he's seen Daddy mount Mr. Neal and put it in him.

But Satchmo knows he can't do that. It's not that he'd get a newspaper swatting, he just can't. Not without his danglies.


But he can dream, can't he?


Betcha thought I'd never do it.

Re: Kinks

[hurinhouse.livejournal.com]

ROFL. you went there!

Re: Kinks

[sinfulslasher]

Weeeell, technically, Satchmo's only fantasizing about it so there's no actual bestiality. Therefore, my challenge to you still stands. ;P

But thank you for going in that direction!

Re: Kinks

[elrhiarhodan]

You're welcome.

[daria234.livejournal.com]

Sex

Sex

[elrhiarhodan]

People (for a certain value of that word to include humans and the space aliens who lived beside them) tended not to think of "Mozzie" and "sex" in the same sentence, or in a positive, affirmative way.

No, Mozzie was the quirky friend who was always overshadowed by the taller and less-follicularly challenged Neal, and once he got out of prison, the shadows included Neal's pet FBI agent and the demi-Feds he hung with.

But Moz wasn't the kind of guy who went without, even for as long a stretch as a week. No, he had his regulars - the Minskey sisters who owned a penthouse on Central Park West, in the San Remo; Rodney and Quentin in a loft that might have been featured in that musical a few years ago; and of course, Silva and Silvia in the Art Deco co-op on Riverside Drive, ironically not that far from his latest amour - June.

Yeah, there were germs and fluids and sometimes the idea of getting naked made Moz twitch, but on the other hand, there was all that lovely real estate and it was a very good thing that he was a lawyer as well as a living sex toy.

Some things, like pre-war construction, were worth a little skin-to-skin contact.

Re: Sex

[daria234.livejournal.com]

This is great :) OF COURSE the art deco is what really gets him revved. And I think Mozzie/June would be lovely. Thank you :) love it

[pipilj.livejournal.com]

childhood please

Childhood

[elrhiarhodan]

Theo Berrigan. Neal Burke.

Two names that are never, ever on the "naughty" list, no matter how naughty those little boys got. St. Nick brought all sorts of goodies for them - all the longed-for toys and games that the parental units wouldn't splurge on.

A battery powered Ferrari F-1 replica for Theo arrived under the tree, no card attached.

A six foot tall teddy bear for Neal (and not the kind found in Costco, but a hand-made one with articulated joints and a programmable voice box) showed up in the boy's bedroom.

Mozzie might have been deprived in his own childhood, but there's no reason why he can't spread the magic for his own little boys.

[pipilj.livejournal.com]

i can totally see uncle mozzie being an indulgent uncle thx

[pooh-collector.livejournal.com]

Let's try - remember.

Thanks!

Remember

[elrhiarhodan]

June can hear the music, it's always playing in her mind this days. Byron on the trumpet, Ford on the keyboard, and the backup singers all hitting their notes perfectly. Stormy Weather and Me and My Baby and a dozen - a hundred - other songs that she'd loved to sing.

Sometimes, she hears Byron, too. She hears him whispering crazy terrible beat poetry mingled with Shakespeare's sonnets. Love poems.

Sometimes June hears Neal and Mozzie, too. The echoes of the three of them conspiring together, over mimosas and Parcheesi. They'd brought such happiness into her life and she misses them terribly.

But for all the pain these memories bring, for all her loneliness now, June wouldn't trade a moment of the happiness she had. Her life was long and filled with riches, she just wishes there was some way to hold onto them for just a little while longer.

[cookiegirl]

Abandon, please

Abandon

[elrhiarhodan]

I already written this one for buefo, so here it is again:

Abandoned

That’s how Peter felt as he walked away from the cemetery. He shouldn’t have felt that way, not with Elizabeth’s hand tucked in his, not with so friends just an arms’ length away, but he couldn’t help it.

It wasn’t supposed to be like this. Neal was supposed to be getting on a plane, heading to Paris or Macao or London or Buenos Aires, living the life of a free man. He was supposed to be sending Peter postcards and emails and photos of all the museums he was pretending to case, all the artwork he was only thinking about forging.

Neal wasn’t supposed to be dead. He was supposed to be his son’s god father, teaching the future baby boy Burke all the ways to get around his father and mother, all the things that would drive Peter crazy and make him burst with pride.

But he wasn’t. Neal was gone - to the one place where he could always be found, to the one place where Peter wasn’t going to be able to follow, not just yet.

Re: Abandon

[cookiegirl]

Oh, heartbreaking :( Lovely ficlet.

[ladyrose42.livejournal.com]

Forgive