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YEAH YEAH I TALKED TO SOME APARTMENT PEOPLE TODAY GO ME this is my prize to myself (I cannot promise not to write lots of DA fic in response to whatever you say BUT I WILL TRY TO EXTEND MYSELF).
1. Give me a character or pairing or something and a "five times" prompt.
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2. Comment, and I'll do an insta-drabble ficlet thing, prompted from whatever icon you use. (I've done this one before and it is lots of fun.)
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3. Give me some characters and an alternate universe. Maybe a prompt too, if you'd like. I'll give you at least a drabble about them in that universe.
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4. Give me:
1. A line from a song or a poem.
2. The title of a book.
3. A color.
4. An emotion.
5. An animal.
And I will write you a slice of original fiction.
1. Give me a character or pairing or something and a "five times" prompt.
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2. Comment, and I'll do an insta-drabble ficlet thing, prompted from whatever icon you use. (I've done this one before and it is lots of fun.)
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3. Give me some characters and an alternate universe. Maybe a prompt too, if you'd like. I'll give you at least a drabble about them in that universe.
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4. Give me:
1. A line from a song or a poem.
2. The title of a book.
3. A color.
4. An emotion.
5. An animal.
And I will write you a slice of original fiction.
(no subject)
Date: 2010-07-22 12:13 am (UTC)2. See icon.
3. Cullen (do you know who he is?) x f!Mage, what if f!mage wasn't a mage?
4.
(a) So you think might as well/dance a tango to hell/at least I'll have tango'd at all.
(b)Smoke and Mirrors
(c)Blue
(d)Pride
(e)Frog
(no subject)
Date: 2010-07-22 12:19 am (UTC)3. CULLEN I was just thinking about how he fits into my fic today. Heh.
all right I will get working on that.
(no subject)
Date: 2010-07-24 03:31 am (UTC)one
Her name was Milly and she was six months his elder and she swept out the kitchens and he could not for the life of him figure out why she was standing in the door of the stable stall twisting her fingers in her apron. He’d specifically chosen this stall because everyone knew Lady’s Mercy was the most misnamed horse in Redcliffe and therefore everyone knew that trying to invade Mercy’s stall was madness and therefore no one would come and drag him out and make him talk to Eamon or Teagan or the Revered Mother or those Andraste-humping templars who were waiting for him and maybe humping Andraste while they waited. He wasn’t really sure what the insult meant but it felt pretty blasphemous, and maybe if he blasphemed enough they wouldn’t want him anymore.
Not that they really wanted him. Not that anyone really wanted him. That was the point, wasn’t it?
“Alistair?” Milly said, as if she wasn’t sure he was there. “It’s Milly, from the kitchens.”
Alistair crossed his arms and nestled deeper into his hay and went on praying to Andraste that Mercy’s bowels were clear.
“I just…heard you were going away,” she said, and between the horse’s legs he could see her hands tying knots in her apron string. “I wanted to give you something. For luck.”
Luck. Like he’d ever had luck in his life. He’d been born fundamentally lacking, and recent events only served to magnify that fact.
“Alistair, are you going to come out?” She waited, and he didn’t move a muscle, not even when Mercy lifted her tail like maybe her bowels weren’t so clear. Or maybe she just wanted Milly gone as much as he did.
Milly sighed, and said, “Well, here it is,” and one of her hands disappeared from sight and he heard a smacking sound, and then she said, “It only counts if you catch it,” but he didn’t try to catch it and nothing landed near him and so he assumed she was making fun of him, like throwing an invisible bone at a mabari pup. He didn’t take the bait.
She stood there a moment more, and finally said, “Well…goodbye,” and then she carefully shut Mercy’s door—how she’d gotten into the stall was a mystery—how she’d know he was in the stall was a mystery too—and all he could see was the stall door, hay, and a horse, and wonder what he’d missed.
(no subject)
Date: 2010-07-22 01:22 am (UTC)1. New!Spock; 5 times he doubted himself.
2. ^
3. The crew of "Serenity," in the Star Wars universe.
4.1 "The man I love-- I mean, the friend I love... as friends love" (from Aurora Leigh)
4.2 Villette
4.3 Green
4.4 Sadness
4.5 Sparrow
(no subject)
Date: 2010-07-22 01:24 am (UTC)3. Gen and Attolia (and/or whoever else from QT you want). American politics.
4.
a. I need something but not more medicine
b. The Silver Chair
c. ~Winter white
d. Confusion
e. Cat
this is not a subtle hint
Date: 2010-07-22 02:47 am (UTC)Re: this is not a subtle hint
Date: 2010-07-23 02:26 am (UTC)RUKIA AND ICHIGO WOKE UP AFTER HAVING HOUSE-SHATTERING SEX AND KNOCKING THEMSELVES OUT ON A FALLING ROOFBEAMTHINGIE.
"OW," RUKIA SAID.
"I THINK I HAVE A CONCUSSION," ICHIGO SAID.
"YOU KNOW THE BEST CURE FOR ONE OF THOSE," RUKIA SAID.
"STAYING AWAKE AND CONCENTRATING ON THINGS?"
"SEX. LOTS OF SEX."
ICHIGO FROWNED. "I DON'T THINK--"
IT WAS OKAY THOUGH, BECAUSE HE DIDN'T REALLY HAVE TO.
THE END
(no subject)
Date: 2010-07-22 03:04 am (UTC)1. A line from a song or a poem.
2. The title of a book.
3. A color.
4. An emotion.
5. An animal.
1. Belinda lived in a little white house, with a little black kitten and a little grey mouse.
2. I see a bug
3. Purple
4. Fabulously excited
5. raccoon
(replies 2-4 from querying Mariah, w/o telling her why)
(no subject)
Date: 2010-07-22 05:53 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-07-22 07:14 am (UTC)2.) See icon.