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strangetomato) wrote2009-03-31 12:22 pm
strangetomato) wrote2009-03-31 12:22 pm
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Drabble: Love
Prompt: Love
Character: Tank Grunt
Wordcount: 100
Imagecount: 0
Warnings: references to sexual situations
I did this one for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
music_simbol, since she mentioned it yesterday and got me thinking on it again. It's not as detailed as you had suggested (it's only 100 words, ya know?), but that will come later. For now, you get this drabble.
He wasn't aiming for love.
In all honesty, Tank considered love to be a little too much to ask for. It was a little out of his reach.
Right now, he'd settle for the sort of night where you never saw the person again, and wouldn't want to, because you'd done things that only animals would do. To look at them in the light of day would ruin everything. The illusion would be shattered.
But that was his libido speaking. His heart wanted more. It wanted the “hands pinned to the headboards” abandon, but also the comfort that came afterwards.
Character: Tank Grunt
Wordcount: 100
Imagecount: 0
Warnings: references to sexual situations
I did this one for
music_simbol, since she mentioned it yesterday and got me thinking on it again. It's not as detailed as you had suggested (it's only 100 words, ya know?), but that will come later. For now, you get this drabble. He wasn't aiming for love.
In all honesty, Tank considered love to be a little too much to ask for. It was a little out of his reach.
Right now, he'd settle for the sort of night where you never saw the person again, and wouldn't want to, because you'd done things that only animals would do. To look at them in the light of day would ruin everything. The illusion would be shattered.
But that was his libido speaking. His heart wanted more. It wanted the “hands pinned to the headboards” abandon, but also the comfort that came afterwards.
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*rummages in pants pocket* LOOK, I have five bucks here to start. Who's in?
(really, he needs to go to a professional to clear his. . .uh. . .head)
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Hellz yeah! Get this boy some quality loving! I'm all for this! :D
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We're going to need to better than this, people. Even in my neighborhood, a hummer's going to cost at LEAST twenty.
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*enters "motherlode"*
Alright, let's get this man some lovin'!
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Now then, I've heard about this Club in this little neighborhood called Peculiar. . .
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Go on, brush your shoulder off.
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Also, you're wasting your time. Tank has already said he would never be able to go through with hiring a professional.
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I'm sure there's some other guy (or gal) who could put the $15.73 to good use.
Ooh, I just started a sexual Make A Wish Foundation!
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With a plan this foolproof, what could possibly go wrong?!
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We're good.
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And I will admit that I was desperately hoping that Tits was some stripper/hooker/etc. that had stumbled into Tank's life one desperate, sexy night and now she's living with him and they get into hijinks together and he treats her right so she loves him and y'know... that sort of thing.....
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*folds collected money and palms it to you all sly like*
*whispers* Can I watch?
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*hell, you can make t-shirts, if you wanna*
*discretely counts the monies and wonders how many roofies it'll take to get Tank into the back of her van*