Because I need the creative juices to flow again!

[valarltd]

The Fandom Drabble Challenge

Every person on your flist gets to request a drabble from you. In return, they have to post this in their journal and write a drabble for you. (I'll do it gratis) Post all fandoms you're willing to write for. Your friends can pick a relationship, a story arc, a missing scene, or pretty much anything they want, unless the author has previously mentioned that they will not write it. They comment with what they want, and you write drabbles and post it in your LiveJournal.

Rules

1. The author can choose three relationships and three story arcs they will not write, per fandom.
2. The author can set what rating levels they're willing to write for.
3. The drabbles can be no longer than 100 words. (altered to conform with actual meaning of "drabble")

Fandoms

I'm willing to write almost any fandom. Star Wars (any), Star Trek (any), Battlestar Galactica (79), Indiana Jones, Simon & Simon, Buffy (no Angel), Brimstone, Princess Bride, Any Harrison Ford movie (and I mean any, but I will kick your ascii if you say Getting Straight), cartoons, Batman, Smallville, Babylon 5, you name it. (No Stargate, Farscape, Lost, VM, or Deadwood, sorry)

Pairings I Won't Write

None. Hit me baby. (OK, Kirk/Scotty skeeves me)

Story Arcs I Won't Write
It's 100 words, 'taint a lot of arc can be made.

Ratings

Any and all.

Comments

[idadebeautreux.livejournal.com]

What, might I ask, is "drabble"? I'm not totally up on fandom/fanfic lingo.

[thefannishwaldo.livejournal.com]

Ooh! Can I get some h/c or angsty Batman/Robin (Bruce/Dick whatever?)

[valarltd.livejournal.com]

A drabble is a 100 word story. No more, no less. A good drabble has an actual plot, and possibly a punch line.

Pains

[valarltd.livejournal.com]

Blood is rare, but there is always pain. Pain of bruises, strained muscles, tired eyes and late nights.

Dick pushes himself anyway. Robin cannot fail. Dick must not fail.

After the pain, there is Alfred. Alfred with compresses, hot baths and food, Tylenol and a soft, clean bed.

After Alfred, there is Bruce. Different pain and different comfort. Pain that strikes to his very self, and comfort of strong arms and soft words .

Dick leaps, landing nimbly on the sidewalk. Lately, there is new pain, one neither Alfred nor Bruce can help. He watches Barbara with hungry unseen eyes.

Re: Pains

[thefannishwaldo.livejournal.com]

Gah! That was very fast, first of all.

Second of all... the ending! GAH! :) :)

Lovely. I like how he deliniates the different kinds of pain and comfort. Excellent!

Waldo.

Re: Pains

[valarltd.livejournal.com]

Glad you liked it. The BatFamily is so VERY warped, what's a little Robin/Batgirl?

Re: Pains

[thefannishwaldo.livejournal.com]

It really is. I think the warpedest ('cause, yeah, that's a word) thing I've seen is Dick/... oh, frak... what's the new Robin's name? The young kid? Anyway, seeing those two together was just OH so incesty.

Waldo.

[ellabel.livejournal.com]

=w= I would request one, but I don't think you share any of my fandoms that I have fave pairings for. Because you don't know WHO the crap Kharl and Garfakcy are, do you?

[valarltd.livejournal.com]

Nope, sorry.
My anime is limited to Vampire Hunter D and Yami no Matsui (and I'm very, very shaky on the last)

[ellabel.livejournal.com]

UHAOGUESGJEOAIGHG WRITE ME A TSUZUKI/HISOKA!? *eyes of irresistable pleading* PLEAAAAAAAAAAAAAASE?

[valarltd.livejournal.com]

Sure. it won't be instant fic as I need to get a grasp on the characters, but it will be up this weekend.

[ellabel.livejournal.com]

sankyuu~

[roina-arwen.livejournal.com]

Hmm... how about Chewbacca and an Ewok? ;)

[watergal.livejournal.com]

Apollo/ Starbuck?

If it touched upon the bad guy with the roving red laser eye, that would be cool, but not necessary.

Man, I had a thing for Starbuck!

[scarlettmoon.livejournal.com]

Kirk/Spock, Clark/Lex, or Buffy/Faith... your choice!

Re: Pains

[jedi-penguin.livejournal.com]

That's EXCELLENT!

[jedi-penguin.livejournal.com]

I've always wanted to see an Indiana Jones ficlet! (Not enough to do it myself, but still...) Just gen, please.

Re: Pains

[idadebeautreux.livejournal.com]

There were 3 Robins, actually. First was Dick Grayson, the most famous. Second was Jason Todd (basically a Grayson clone - another circus kid whose acrobat parents were killed by Killer Croc), who was reckless and impulsive, and rather poorly-trained by Batman, resulting in Todd ending up dead by the Joker's hand. The third was Tim Drake, after Dick Grayson became Nightwing.

There actually have been 2 female Robins, as well, short-lived: Stephanie Brown (Tim Drake's girlfriend, after Tim's father forced him to retire from being a crimefighter) and Carrie Kelly (in an alternate reality).

It's official, I'm a dork and a Batman junkie.

[idadebeautreux.livejournal.com]

A-ha! Must be tough to get exactly 100 words.

[morgan-d.livejournal.com]

I'm under the influence of recent conversations with hearsawho here... I'd like a missing scene from RotJ, after Leia tells Han that Luke is her brother. Something about him putting together the idea of those two being siblings and the big kiss he witnessed between them in the infirmary on Hoth. (Go any direction you want: het, slash, threesome, OMG-you-two-are-sick-and-I-don't-want-anything-with-either-of-you, whatever.)

Night Thoughts

[valarltd.livejournal.com]

I sit, taking the scents of the sleeping world. My humans exhausted themselves, and the little ones as well.

I was unchivalrous tonight. One of the littles came to me, amazed at my height. She groomed me in a way the unpelted cannot understand. A way that proffers intimacy. I could not. She was tiny; it would have been like taking a cub of my own people. Humans may do such harm–I have seen young Luke’s hand–but wookiees do not.

Far away, Malla awaits me. She knows. I have done well.

Some escape.

[valarltd.livejournal.com]

Indy slipped behind the pillar and let the guards thunder past. The burnoose hid him from casual observers, but his movement was still not middle-eastern. He clutched the Knife of the Prophet, making sure it was secure.

He sidled down an unremarkable corridor, only to tumble through a trap door. Down a long slide, head over heels, he fell.

Perfume and feminine giggles assailed him at the bottom. He let the face-wrap fall. Not the usual result of a trap. This hadn’t been on any map.

The museum was going to pay double this time.

Too much information

[valarltd.livejournal.com]

“Brother?”

She nodded.

The wheels in his head whirred. “But on Hoth–“

Two fingers across his lips, then her mouth, silencing him. Her mouth. Which had been on Luke’s, more than once, in ways not sisterly. Sweet and soft, like Luke’s. They even kissed alike.

“What the hell.” They hadn’t known. Anymore than they’d known he’d kissed them both, had them both.

“I also know Corellians consider it good manners to bond to both of a set of twins. Something about they share a soul?”

“Bond?”

“Luke’s willing to share.”

“You or me?”

“Both.” She kissed him again.

Re: Too much information

[morgan-d.livejournal.com]

*beams* Now that's what I call a proper happy ending. ^__^
THANK YOU! *feeling very romantic about the trio*

The Night Before (A missing scene from Season 7)

[valarltd.livejournal.com]

“You’re tense, B. The kids have got you all tied in knots.” Faith’s hands worked over Buffy’s shoulders, just hard enough to untie the knots.

“They’re going to die. All of them. It will be my fault.” Buffy stretched under Faith’s touch, letting her work.

“It’s nobody’s fault. It’s the job description.”

“I know. They just won’t learn!”

“Now you sound like the G-man.” Faith’s laugh was different now, uncomplicated.

“He’s contagious.”

Another laugh, and Faith stroked Buffy’s face. A soft kiss was met with greedy need.

“That’s not in the job description.”

“No, that’s just me. Missed you, B.”

By the Book.

[valarltd.livejournal.com]

It’s against the regs to hug a junior officer unless you mean it. The words echoed in Apollo’s mind all the way back to Galactica.

Later, he found Starbuck sitting alone, his ambrosia untouched, staring out a viewport.

“Not your usual evening routine.” Apollo sat down.

“Too much to think about. I’m going to bed.”

Apollo went along. They talked of nothings.

At Starbuck’s quarters, Apollo moved closer. “I did mean it.” Starbuck turned around, confused. Light dawned when Apollo added, “I mean this too,” and kissed him.

“You want to come in?” Starbuck gave a shy smile. “Or stay?”

Wake-up call

[valarltd.livejournal.com]

Hisoka woke up alone. Grey Nagasaki dawn slid in through the window. Only to be expected. Typical of his lazy, useless partner. Tsuzuki had probably wandered off. Maybe it was report day at Hades.

Hisoka rolled back over, but couldn’t get to sleep. He was dead. He wasn’t supposed to need sleep, but even immortals tired.

A smell drifted in, tickling his nose, pulling him further awake.

“Good morning.” Tsuzuki sat down on the side of the bed and held the cinnamon rolls under Hisoka’s nose. Hisoka opened one eye.

Tsuzuki kissed the tip of his nose with cinnamon breath.

Re: Wake-up call

[ellabel.livejournal.com]

^0^ wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! *does the fangirl bouncy* omg, you're so good =3= *didn't want it to end* cinnamon~ thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou =3=