who wants a drabble?
Sep. 22nd, 2009 01:54 pmThe past few weeks I was back visiting my parents and old friends; had a fantastic time, but now vacation's over and I've returned to Seattle to find a job. Oh joy! Meanwhile
gnine has abandoned me and is setting off to London for grad school today. But I get the brother - hah! (right now we're alternating watching Futurama with Red Dwarf, which is somewhat brain-breaking (if not up to the Twin Peaks/Kodocha standard
gnine and I set a few years back.) It's quite satisfying to finally see all of Futurama, and being one of the deprived who was never exposed to Red Dwarf at an early age, I am proud to report that I can now warble the theme song in the shower. I also flatly deny any allegations that I have been secretly googling for Lister/Rimmer because that would be WRONG and I would never do such a thing. Never. Nope.)
But that's neither here nor there. What is here is that I haven't written hardly a word in going on a month, and desperately need to get back in the writing saddle. So, for a limited time, it's open-drabble season - give me a fandom/characters/pairing (whichever, and it can be any series I know, whether or not I've fic'ed for it) and a prompt (single word, quote, sentence, whatever) and I will attempt to produce a drabble, ficlet, or other arrangement of words with a vague semblance of fic.
ETA: Until I say otherwise, requests are still open! No guarantees, but give it a go and I'll see what I can do...
But that's neither here nor there. What is here is that I haven't written hardly a word in going on a month, and desperately need to get back in the writing saddle. So, for a limited time, it's open-drabble season - give me a fandom/characters/pairing (whichever, and it can be any series I know, whether or not I've fic'ed for it) and a prompt (single word, quote, sentence, whatever) and I will attempt to produce a drabble, ficlet, or other arrangement of words with a vague semblance of fic.
ETA: Until I say otherwise, requests are still open! No guarantees, but give it a go and I'll see what I can do...
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Date: 2009-09-22 09:10 pm (UTC)SGA- Sam Carter and John Sheppard--
I picked a random quote-"We must all suffer one of two things: the pain of discipline or the pain of regret or disappointment"--. Jim Rohn
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Date: 2009-09-22 09:18 pm (UTC)*furtive*
NCIS, McGee: information warfare.
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Date: 2009-09-22 09:24 pm (UTC)OR
One Piece - Zoro and Sanji- Take my hand, dammit!
Dunno if you wanna write for either of these series, but if either inspires you, great! :)
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Date: 2009-09-22 09:47 pm (UTC)"That" can be as silly or serious as you like :)
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Date: 2009-09-22 09:54 pm (UTC)For example.....
http://i714.photobucket.com/albums/ww149/Shovewood/Movie_0038001_0005.jpg
http://i714.photobucket.com/albums/ww149/Shovewood/Movie_0038001_0009.jpg
http://i714.photobucket.com/albums/ww149/Shovewood/Movie_0038001_0012.jpg
And also this one because I think its funny
http://i714.photobucket.com/albums/ww149/Shovewood/Movie_0038001_0006.jpg
*giggles*
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Date: 2009-09-22 10:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-22 10:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-22 10:13 pm (UTC)Pairing: Yue/Touya
Prompt: The sun, the moon and the stars would have disappeared long ago, had they happened to be within reach of predatory human hands.
Havelock Ellis (1859 - 1939)
Alternate Prompt: There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls.
George Carlin (1937 - 2008)
(Really wanted to ask for a j-pop pairing, but since it's a wide field and I have no idea who you like there, I restrained myself. *g*)
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Date: 2009-09-22 10:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-22 10:58 pm (UTC)But Yue/Touya I might be able to manage...hmmmm...
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Date: 2009-09-22 11:05 pm (UTC)I just wonder what Hiruma would be doing in the future. >3
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Date: 2009-09-22 11:39 pm (UTC)MFU, Napoleon & Illya (slash or not, up to you): Good cop/bad cop, humor.
*shot in the dark*
Date: 2009-09-23 12:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-23 01:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-23 02:02 am (UTC)Okay, I will give you crack. Because you know you like it! ♥
Worlds colliding: SGA meets One Piece. (See, I am able to think of other things than just One Piece!)
Alternatively, we did use to wonder what would happen if Minekura's boys somehow crossed the Grand Line on their journey west...!
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Date: 2009-09-23 02:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-23 02:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-23 02:13 am (UTC)Now my mind is full of the Grand Line Interdimensional Visitor Week, and the way the One Piece world would manage to break so many brains. ♥ Of course, the visitors would totally get awesome parties thrown for them if they did something cool and then showed an interest in good food and/or singing...
♥
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Date: 2009-09-23 02:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-23 02:31 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-23 02:55 am (UTC)Not that I'd take advantage of you... because I'd never. Y'know, if it catches your fancy. Fluffily. XD
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Date: 2009-09-23 03:47 am (UTC)Doctor Who and Numb3rs =D Donna and oh I don't know... Larry? Charlie? Don and his team?
Donna being awesome temp for one of them?
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Date: 2009-09-23 06:22 am (UTC)The best defense is a good offense, which explains why Tim is awake at 3 AM on a Tuesday night, hacking Tony's home PC. Or, not explains per se, but it's the best excuse. This is war, and the only way to avoid Tony getting him is to get Tony first. So this can't wait.
It was Tim's own fault, leaving the convention page up on his computer. But when Gibbs uses that particular tone, you better jump even before you ask "how high."
He should have at least shut off his monitor, though, because Tony is always looking at his computer, and by the time Tim got back to his desk, Tony was Googling the CFC. From there it's just a matter of time before Tony finds the homepage, and sees that the guest of honor at Crime Fiction Con is Thom E. Gemcity, and then Tim knows he's never going to hear the end of it.
So he had no choice but to take preemptive action. It's taken him four hours to break into Tony's computer, but these days Tm doesn't question how long he spends planning ways to get back at DiNozzo. It's time well-spent; there must be something on his harddrive worthy of blackmail. Nothing too tasteless, of course, so Tim avoids video and image files (not that there's much fodder there; ironically, Tony is one of the few guys Tim knows whose regular movie folder is bigger than his porn folder.) The email and chat logs have potential; the number or name of an ex-girlfriend or two might come in handy.
The folder labeled "dull boy" seems promising; The Shining is one of Tony's favorites, and while the messages are work-related, they're from a private account, not Tony's NCIS address. Tim recognizes the person writing back as one of DiNozzo's old colleagues in Baltimore.
A close colleague, to tell from their last chat log:
SixDegreesofAwesome: Sally, what do I do, I can't stop looking--it's one hell of an ass!
Definitely promising. Tim keeps reading.
Girl_in_Blue: Why should you stop? If it's really that nice. :)
SixDegreesofAwesome: It really is!
Oh, yes, Tony will give a lot to keep this away from his latest objet d'ogle's eyes.
SixDegreesofAwesome: But we're teammates, and I'm senior agent.
Tim snorts--Ziva is hardly junior to Tony, never has been even if technically she's the newest on the team. For that matter it's not like Ziva doesn't know Tony is looking--not like she doesn't look back, either.
Girl_in_Blue: So a senior agent can't order his teammate out on a date?
SixDegreesofAwesome: no--it's against the boss's rules, dating at work.
Girl_in_Blue: but flirting's okay.
SixDegreesofAwesome: Not flirting, just teasing. fooling around.
Girl_in_Blue: Which is different from flirting how?
Excellent question, Tim thinks.
SixDegreesofAwesome: it's only flirting if you both know it is.
Girl_in_Blue: How do you know he doesn't know?
Tim blinks, rereads the last line. The pronoun doesn't change. He keeps reading:
Girl_in_Blue: Unless he's a total doof he must've noticed by now...
Girl_in_Blue: do you do anything at work *besides* flirt with him?
SixDegreesofAwesome: not flirting! he just thinks I like making fun of him.
Girl_in_Blue: which you do. Because you're a jerk. :P
SixDegreesofAwesome: I can't help it! he's so easy! and it's fun. We have fun.
Girl_in_Blue: Totally flirting ;) So why haven't you told him?
SixDegreesofAwesome: Because he's not gay! I asked.
"No, you didn't, you just told the entire second floor that I was!" Tim cries, then realizes he's shouting at a computer screen and shuts his mouth. Tony had just done it to keep their female coworkers from asking Tim out.
Because he's a jerk.
Who doesn't like Tim flirting with girls.
In retrospect, Tim admits, Tony has been kind of obvious.
After a brief deliberation with his conscience, Tim closes the chat unsaved, and resumes browsing Tony's harddrive. There's got to be something--something else. Something suitably embarrassing, but not so...potent.
Tony would understand; he's seen Dr. Strangelove enough times. A doomsday device is the ultimate deterrent, but it only is effective if you tell your adversary about it.
And Tim's not ready for their war to end.
Not quite yet.
Re: *shot in the dark*
Date: 2009-09-23 06:28 am (UTC)Kouryuu doesn't like the sea, the way it arches over the horizon and goes on forever, and yet the waves keep washing up and washing up on the sand, as if even the ocean's terrifyingly vast depths aren't large enough to contain them. And every wave is higher, until the saltwater overflows, lapping at their toes.
"It's not that the ocean's basin is too shallow," Koumyou tells him, when he asks. "But the moon is calling to the water, so the water has to rise to try to reach it."
"But the moon's too far away," Kouryuu says. "The water will never reach it."
"But that is what it means to be the ocean," Koumyou says. "The ocean's waves are more powerful than anything people can build, but when the moon calls, the ocean will always rise to it, with all its strength, until it overflows."
"That's stupid," Kouryuu says.
Koumyou smiles. "Only to those who have never heard the moon."
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Date: 2009-09-23 06:40 am (UTC)"Come on!"
It's a matter of pride that Zoro reaches out to no one, save Luffy; that his captain's intervention is the only law he will accept. But these islanders' bristling bronze spears are making a good point or thirty, and the silk webbing that their pet giant spiders sprayed on him have stuck his swords tightly enough in their sheaths that he can't present a counter-argument.
"Hurry up!"
Not to mention they've wrapped Luffy and Chopper and Brook and Robin in seastone shackles, and they knocked Frankie over the head with a rock the size of a canoe, and Usopp and Nami haven't yet managed to file through the iron bars of their cage. The giant pot over the bonfire has started bubbling ominously, and as hungry as Zoro is, he doesn't want to know what the first ingredients in their stew are going to be. Not unless he and his nakama can prove themselves.
"Get on with it, shitty marimo!"
If it were Luffy standing before him, he wouldn't hesitate. Or Nami or Robin, or even Brook--hell, if it were any other of his nakama--but why does it have to be the damn cook? "We would see the masters among you perform," the chief in the crazy hat had said--just because the islanders had seen him and the cook mid-fight, and assumed they were the crew's top talent.
Both Zoro and Sanji denied this assumption vehemently. "I was just sparring with the shitty swordsman," Sanji kept saying, "spar-ring, that's it, doesn't prove anything," while Zoro described the various amazing skills of their nakama, but all to no avail.
So now they stand here in the middle of the village, encircled by their enemies, with their nakama watching with desperate, sinking hopes.
"Take my hand, dammit," Sanji snaps, and Zoro has no choice.
Grabbing the damn cook's skinny fingers, he bites down hard on the rose stem between his teeth, and yanks his crewmate into the first steps of the ceremonial tango.