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No new theme this week - we've had five themes for The Pin Drabble… 
10th-Mar-2007 06:56 am
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No new theme this week - we've had five themes for The Pin Drabble Thing so far after wintersjuly's original drabble thing, and I thought we could take a breather (because Fridays come along too quickly!) and let everyone catch up and drabble for any themes they missed.

Theme No. 1: BONDAGE!

Theme No. 2: CHOCOLATE!

Theme No. 3: BLOOD AND SNOW!

Theme No. 4: HEAT WAVE!

Theme No. 5: BAD HABIT!

Blurb: No restrictions! Any length, any combination of Yamapi and Jin (including drama characters), everyone is welcome (yes, that means you too, anony!mouse), anything remotely Pin-y, all week long.

Read any drabbles you missed! Post new ones here for any of the themes so far! PIN FOR THE WIN ♥!
10th-Mar-2007 08:32 am (UTC) - 'blood and snow' drabble...
AHA! I may be late, but I did drabble for a theme (finally)! :D


Yamapi isn't speaking to Jin.

Yamapi hasn't been speaking to Jin for three days now.

Yamapi hasn't been speaking to Jin ever since the day he dragged everyone out of rehersals for a snowball fight, pounced on Yamapi, pinned him to the ground, and stuffed his mouth full of snow - when he knows Yamapi has sensitive teeth - and refused to apologise because, "It was too funny and everyone else thought so; they're just not saying."

When Jin walks in and smiles, Yamapi's blood starts to boil and he sees red, an intense urge to hit Jin or get revenge some other way making him grind his teeth until they hurt. Yamapi restrains himself because there's work to be done. He only realises later on when Jin invites him along for ramen after work that his friend hasn't quite caught on to the fact they're not talking right now.

Yamapi decides the only thing left to do is get rid of his frustrations quickly. He punches Jin on the arm. Jin blinks and looks at Yamapi with a mildly wounded expression.

"Did I deserve that?" Yamapi nods. "OK." Jin grins at him and continues on his way.

Yamapi thinks, as he trails after him, that Jin is sometimes too trusting for his own good. He's content to let Yamapi do things to him, knowing Yamapi wouldn't take advantage. However much he'd like to take advantage.

Yamapi stops walking and groans when he realises his frustrations might not have been rooted in the snow incident after all.


10th-Mar-2007 11:48 am (UTC)

Aka, I love you, but I can't think of anything for the only theme I haven't done yet (chocolate!)
10th-Mar-2007 07:38 pm (UTC) - Re: 'blood and snow' drabble...
Yay!!! You wrote!!!

"Did I deserve that?" Yamapi nods. "OK." Jin grins at him and continues on his way.
Hahaha! I love it!!
10th-Mar-2007 08:36 pm (UTC) - Re: 'blood and snow' drabble...
Ah, poor Yamapi. First he gets abused, then Jin doesn't even realize he's mad, and then he realizes he wants to jump Jin. ;-) This is cute and there should be more.

(Unfortunately, the only theme I haven't done is Blood and Snow, and I have no ideas for that. *lets the ball roll past*)
11th-Mar-2007 01:09 pm (UTC) - 'Chocolate' drabble
“Hey, Pi?”

“Hmmm?” replied Yamapi noncommittally, continuing to pack his bag. The joint practice between NewS and Kattun had long ended and all Yamapi wanted was to get home and have a long soak in the bath. The only people left in the room were himself and Jin.

“I, uh, need a little help here.”

Yamapi turned and his eyes took in Jin who was supposed to pack his bag a few tables away. He saw Jin bent at the waist, leaning his weight entirely on his elbows that were on the table. He saw Jin taking shuddering breaths. And with every breath Jin took, Yamapi could see that his friend was going collapse at any moment.

Shocked at what he saw, Yamapi moved swiftly to Jin’s side, guiding Jin to sit in the nearby chair that he’d grabbed. Cupping Jin’s face to study him, Yamapi realized that Jin was totally out of it. And Jin was feeling warm. Very warm.

“I ate some chocolates that Ryo left before feeling… this way.”

Yamapi stared incredulously at Jin who was getting more and more restless. A light bulb had suddenly lit up brightly in his head. Ok, so now he knew where Jin’s problem lies, he only needed to relieve whatever Jin was currently feeling. Kneeling in front of Jin, Yamapi undid the button and zipper of Jin’s jeans and took hold of Jin’s already hard cock. Lowering his head, Yamapi proceeded to give Jin his most memorable head he’d ever have.

A few seconds later, Jin came hard in Yamapi’s mouth when Yamapi did his little tongue trick. Looking up at Jin who looked a whole lot better, Yamapi smirked and wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.

“That’ll teach you not to eat other people’s stuff, eh?”

“But Ryo left those for you! A whole box full! You’ve got to share you know.”

“That’s what you give people when it’s a present. A whole box full. Not one where it’s been opened, Bakanishi. Now, I’ll have to ask Ryo for another box. That box was supposed to be a present for one of my friends.”

“Oh. Oops?” said Jin sheepishly. “But those chocolates were evil! They were bad!”

“Those chocolates, for your info, have some aphrodisiac properties, baka.”

“Oh? OH! Hey, now that we’ve opened that box, can we finish it? You need to get your friend another box anyway.”

Rolling his eyes, Yamapi stood up and grabbed his bag, making his way out of the room. “Whatever, Jin. Whatever,” Yamapi said, grinning as he left the room.

“Hey! Wait up! Pi! Wait up! Argh! Damn pants! Stay on will you! Pi!!!”

Right. My first drabble. Yay!

12th-Mar-2007 02:19 am (UTC) - Re: 'Chocolate' drabble
Congratulations on your first drabble! :D Ahaha - Jin's sweet-tooth got the better of him :P
12th-Mar-2007 02:17 am (UTC)
THE BALL. IT ROLLS ON. Just 'blood' this time ;D


The problem with being friends with Akanishi Jin, Yamapi thinks, is that Jin has too much influence over him. He remembers vaguely that his mother warned him about ‘peer pressure’, and ‘not letting yourself be influenced by your friends’, but Yamapi is sure this is not what his mother had in mind; Jin has suddenly developed the ability to influence Yamapi’s blood. Whenever he’s around, it reacts to him.

Yamapi half-wonders if Jin might have some strange mystical power, but dismisses the thought when he remembers that Jin isn’t that devious, and once declared if he had magical powers he would use them to stop milk from coming out of his nose when he laughed too hard (at which point Ryo had remarked that he already had that power – the magical ability to swallow).

Jin doesn’t even have to be doing anything; he can just be sitting there on the couch watching a movie and Yamapi will catch sight of a sliver of skin where Jin’s t-shirt has ridden up as he shifts around to find a comfortable position, and as though it’s being drawn by a magnet – a Jin-magnet – all the blood in Yamapi’s body spontaneously decides to make its way to Yamapi’s dick and it’s all he can do to cross his legs and hope Jin doesn’t notice, or that if he does, assumes it’s because of what’s on the screen even though they’re watching something completely sexy-thought-free (and not because Yamapi is having inappropriate thoughts about his best friend).

Of all the changes so far, Yamapi thinks this is be far the worst. It’s worse than the growth spurts. Worse than his voice breaking. He’s sure Takki never once mentioned anything like this in his explanations (not even in the diagrams); that one day he was suddenly going to stop being able to be comfortable spending time with his best friend.

It’s like a curse. A curse that he is sure was placed on him by some evil being determined to one day make Yamapi embarrass himself so badly he has to crawl into a hole and never come back out again. Yamapi makes a list of candidates, headed by Ryo.

But sometimes, when Yamapi is leaning in to Jin’s ear to share a joke or when he catches Jin looking at him strangely, Yamapi spots a deep flush creeping up Jin’s neck and settle in his cheeks, he suspects it might go both ways. Knowing they’re both unduly influenced by the other makes Yamapi feel a little better.

If takes him a while to figure out that they could be finding a solution to the problem together, too.


12th-Mar-2007 03:40 am (UTC)
at which point Ryo had remarked that he already had that power – the magical ability to swallow

I love snarky ninja!Ryo. ♥ And also Takki explaining puberty to Pi with diagrams and poor, confused teenage Yamapi. This is great.
12th-Mar-2007 03:46 am (UTC)
Ahaha - Ryo was originally going to leer at that point, but I didn't want poor Yamapi to be frightened :P And I'm sure I read somewhere that Takki was really dismal at anything drawing-related, so his diagrams would be special. He probably gave up trying to explain with the diagrams and tried a demonstration instead.

12th-Mar-2007 04:12 am (UTC)
HAHAHAHA! You are so full of WIN I'm sure you don't even know what to do with all of it. OMG!! So WIN! See, I can barely make coherent sentences now.

Use of the theme is brilliant! I mean, strange magical power to control blood? Hahaha! The way you describe it! + snarky!Ryo + diagram drawing!Takki!!! This has got to be one of my favourite drabbles ever!
15th-Mar-2007 12:34 am (UTC)
this is, like, the best idea ever.
12th-Mar-2007 12:53 pm (UTC)
I missed the heatwave one - which made me sad at the time because I read this really great trivia once that said that sexual desire goes up in a heatwave. Excuses excuses is what I say. XD




"It's hot."

"Thankyou Captain Obvious."

Jin lazily slapped at his friend. They were lying side by side on the tiled floor of Yamapi's kitchen ("It's cooler than the carpet in the living room, trust me." Yamapi had said, and Jin did because he always trusted Pi) in only their boxers, Jin sucking on ice cubes and Yamapi fanning himself with one of his own uchiwas. They'd set up a portable fan in the corner to blow on them, but all it really seemed to be doing was moving the hot air around.

"Do you have another uchiwa?" Jin asked, shifting in search of cooler tiles.


"Not even one with my face on?"

"Definitely not."

"I'm hurt."

They lapsed into silence for a moment, the only sound Jin crunching away at his last ice cube as they admired dust motes glittering in the afternoon light. "So how long has it been since you mopped this floor?" he asked finally.

Yamapi stopped fanning himself and turned to look at him. "Are you serious." he deadpanned. "What do you care when I last mopped it? And my mum came over and did it on the weekend, for your information."

Jin shrugged. "I just figured if we're lying here the floor had better be clean, that's all." he rolled over and pressed a sloppy kiss against Yamapi's sweaty neck, then another on his jaw. "By the way, you're a jerk for making your mother clean for you."

"What are you doing?" Yamapi complained, swatting half-heartedly at Jin who responded by leaning his weight on top of his chest and kissing his chin. "It's too hot for this you stupid oaf. You're heavy too."

"Mm. I'm bored and out of ice cubes." he leaned over Yamapi's face, hair falling forward in a curtain around him so all he could see was Yamapi. "Let's do something." Jin's leer (and the hand creeping steadily south) left nothing to the imagination about what it was he actually wanted to do, and Yamapi rolled his eyes.

"Oh, fine, I don't care. But don't expect me to do anything!" he warned, and Jin kissed him full on the mouth.

"That's ok with me," he replied with a grin, and left in search of lubricant.

Sex between them was comfortable and familiar by this point, like a warm, sticky summer day and the chirping of cicadas outside. Yamapi's hands were on Jin's hips steadying him as he slowly rocked up and down, tracing nonsense patterns against the fine skin there, and Jin leaned back, placing his own hands on Yamapi's thighs to brace himself. He came with a soft sigh of contentment, head tilted back.

A few moments later he eased himself off and obligingly gave Yamapi a hand job until he came too, because in his opinion friends shouldn't leave friends hanging. That finished, Jin collapsed in a sticky, messy heap on top of Yamapi's chest, feeling his best friend's chest rise and fall underneath him. The air felt a little cooler than before against his flushed skin and he buried his face in the crook of Yamapi's neck.

"I hope you know," Yamapi said conversationally as he resumed drawing random shapes on Jin's waist, "now that you've messed up my floor I expect you to mop it for me."

"Mmf. Shutup. And start fanning with that uchiwa again, I'm still hot."
12th-Mar-2007 03:07 pm (UTC)
Yamapi fanning himself with one of his own uchiwas.

*giggles a whole lot*


Stroke of genius, that.
12th-Mar-2007 10:44 pm (UTC)
13th-Mar-2007 12:21 am (UTC)
*grins* ♥
12th-Mar-2007 03:42 pm (UTC) - Blood and Snow
Ugh, these always come out so G and dumb and fluffy. WTH.

The world came to a sudden halt, and then everything went white.

Yamapi scrabbled frantically at the fresh powder, clawing for purchase. Unable to support his weight, he swept his arms out wide, managing to twist his face up to gasp at open air.

Once he regained his breath, he was able to twist fully around. A little extra effort found him lying on his back, staring at a blue sky.


Hearing no response, he sat up.

"Hey, baka, you alive?" Yamapi looked around to find Jin sitting a few feet away, staring at the snow in his lap. It was red.

"God, Jin!" Yamapi quickly reached down and snapped off his bindings, then crawled through the drift to his friend. Jin finally looked up at him.

"I think my 'ow' is worse than yours," he said with a small grin, blood welling from his lower lip. Yamapi grinned back in relief.

"Well, it's your fault. You ran over my board. Maybe you should watch where you're going," he teased. With one hand, he picked up a bit of snow and held it to Jin's mouth, pressing firmly as the other tried to flinch away.

"Here. Put snow on your blood, not the other way around."

"Mmm." Jin placed his gloved hand over Yamapi's and held it to his face. "Thanks," he mumbled.

After a few more seconds, he let go and dug around in the snow for his foot. As he felt around for the catch, he glanced over at Yamapi, who was still watching him carefully.

"Let's take a break," Jin suggested. "Crepes?"

Yamapi eyed his lip.

"Can you eat like that?"

"Can YOU?" Jin shot back.

"...what? That makes no sense."

"Race you to the bottom!" And with that, Jin was stumbling back onto the packed snow of the trail, hopping awkwardly.

"Hey! No fair!" Yamapi quickly thrashed through the drift towards his own board.


15th-Mar-2007 12:32 am (UTC) - Re: Blood and Snow
Put snow on your blood, not the other way around." cute!
12th-Mar-2007 11:18 pm (UTC)
as it turns out, the only one I haven't done is bondage :D
this is written as a spinoff from my RyoPi bondage fic (in progress!!!)
also, everyone has seen this, right?

Jin clapped a hand over his mouth. “Are you serious?” he whispered to Ryo as they stood in the doorway to Ryo’s bedroom.

“When he fell asleep. It wasn’t hard,” Ryo replied conversationally.

“He. He looks really good like this.”

“I know. I’m extremely tempted to never let him wear clothes again.”

“Ryo?” Yamapi called from the bed. “What the hell is going on?”

“He’s all yours,” Ryo smirked, turning to go.

Jin tiptoed to the edge of the bed and sighed contentedly as he looked down. Yamapi pulled weakly at the ties binding his wrists to the headboard, shaking his head slightly beneath the thick black blindfold. Fully naked, his golden skin shined against the dark bedspread. The element of helplessness, the lack of control and the inability to even see on Pi’s part drove all the blood in Jin’s body to one area, and he had to stifle the urge to touch himself because he didn’t need to – his best friend was right here, spread out and ready like a feast.

Yamapi felt the mattress dip slightly, as if someone had added his weight. “Ryo?” he asked tentatively, craning his head in attempt to recognize a voice. Jin crawled to that they were laying side by side, his lips to Yamapi’s ear. “Pi,” he breathed, drawing out the syllable.

“Jin!” Yamapi exclaimed, sounding relieved. “Untie me, will you? Ryo’s jokes are beyond me,” he laughed. To silence.


“Why would I untie you?” Jin asked quietly, propping up his arms on either side of Yamapi’s body, looking into his blindfolded face. “This is Ryo’s present to me.”
13th-Mar-2007 12:29 am (UTC)
First thing that struck me is this:
this is written as a spinoff from my RyoPi bondage fic (in progress!!!)
and it gave me a whole lot of good feelings... *grins* When will we be reading this?

And then OMG! *scrolls down eagerly* MORE!!! *cries* It's hot with a side of creepy and HOT! And did I mention HOT?
14th-Mar-2007 03:20 am (UTC) - kinda bondage
Yamapi shrugged his shoulders in a vain effort to relieve some tension and blew at the hair falling into his eyes.

There was, really, Yamapi decided, a wide range of things he’d rather be doing.
Like eat. Eating was always high on his list of ‘things I want to do,’ and really, with so many tasty things in the world, who could blame him? Or work. Work, while sometimes exhausting, was usually fun and interesting. He got to go interesting places, meet interesting people, and accumulate a fan-base all in one go. What more could an idol ask for? Or even homework. Not his favourite pastime, true, but it was something that needed to be done and this time could be better spent doing it.

It had been such a nice day when he’d woken up, too. The sky was clear, the sun shining. It was getting warmer every day and Yamapi could feel summer approaching in his bones. Unfortunately, his bones had had nothing to say about his fast-approaching doom, nor had they told him to just go back to bed while he was ahead.

Yamapi blew ineffectually at the hair in his face again. Bangs were possibly not the smartest move he’d ever made. No matter how hot or stylish they might make him look, there were times, he now realized, when they were really just in the way. Somewhere in that dark sweep of hair that fell so dramatically into his dark eyes there was a hair that was just poking him in the eye. And he couldn’t do anything about it. He tried shaking his head. He tried blowing air up past his nose, but all it seemed to do was blow the hair into his eye some more. He even tried just holding that eye shut in the hopes that the next time he opened it the hair would be gone. All he managed to do was make himself dizzy and still have a hair poke him in the eye. Bangs were, Yamapi thought, really just a bad idea in general. He was, he decided, going to kill the person responsible for their invention the next chance he got.

“Um.” Yamapi said at last. “Jin, I know you’re a little busy down there and all. But since it looks like you’ll be taking a while, would you mind getting the hair out of my face? I can’t keep this eye closed forever.”

Jin looked up from where his hands were busily, if ineffectually, at work. “I’m really really sorry. I really am,” he apologized. He found a stray clip on Yamapi’s dresser and used it to pin Yamapi’s hair away from his face. “I swear I could do it no problem this morning.”

Yamapi resisted the urge to say something nasty. Really, it wouldn’t do any good at this point and it was half his own fault for agreeing in the first place. It was just that Jin had looked so excited standing on his doorstep, and Yamapi didn’t have to be anywhere for a couple of hours. What harm could it do? Well, now he knew.

“Just get me out. We’ll talk about your absolute and total lack of talent in the magic tricks department later.”

Yamapi was never--absolutely never ever--going to let Jin tie him up again.
15th-Mar-2007 02:25 am (UTC) - Re: kinda bondage
Magical!Jin *snickers*

Poor Pi! ;D
15th-Mar-2007 02:54 pm (UTC) - Re: kinda bondage
Okay, I just laughed SO. HARD. SO HARD.

Bangs. Hah. Poor Yamapi. :DDDDDDD
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