iTunes Drabble Meme Thing
First and foremost, I cheated. While I wrote during the song and stopped when the song finished, I went back and edited, big time. I stayed within I guess what I'd call the feel of the drabble--what I was trying to get across during the song--but if I just posted what I had written the first time around it would NOT BE PRETTY. As it is, these aren't particulary pretty to begin with.
Title: Untitled drabbles
Characters/Pairings: All over the place: mostly Narnia (both book!verse and RPS, gen, het, and slash), one SPN (Sam/Dean), and a couple HP (the Trio and Draco).
Word Count: 1,338
Author's Notes: See above. Completely unbeta'd, and not that tediously looked-over by yours truly.
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Alison Kraus - The Scarlet Tide (Narnia: Edmund/Lucy, Peter/Susan)
Peter’s words run through Lucy’s mind, over and over and over again, but it doesn’t make this any easier.
“Ed’s an amazing warrior, Lu,” he said. “He can handle himself in battle.” He paused, watching Lucy with concern. When she looked only marginally less upset, he added, “Besides. I’m pretty decent with a sword myself, and I won’t let anything happen to him. I promise.”
He didn’t tell her not to worry. He knew it would be pointless, and there was something he liked-something he needed-about knowing that Susan would also be there, waiting for him to return.
Howard Shore - The Black Rider, Fellowship of the Ring (Narnia RPF: Will/Skandar)
He hated fighting with Skandar, he really did, especially when it was over something so stupid. But Will knew that Skandar was jealous, possessive. Good Lord, he knew (and when it wasn’t causing Skandar to make ridiculous claims about who he’d been seen with, talking with, for Christ’s sake, and what he’d been doing, it had led to some really, really amazing sex). But that knowledge, Will thought, didn’t make this any easier to deal with, didn’t make yelling at Skandar any less painful, didn’t make pleading with Skandar to believe him any less frustrating.
Random aside: I always get the crackiest mental images when I see this drabble, in relation to Skandar and the Black Rider, which was totally unintentional when I was writing it. BUT maybe (most likely) that is just me. *continues cackling, alone*
Frank Sinatra - What Now, My Love? (HP: Draco)
Draco didn’t have any say in the situation, and he knew that. He didn’t expect it, and he dealt with it. He watched his father grovel at the feet of his Master, watched his mother slowly fall apart under her sister’s fanaticism, under her husband’s shame, under the weight of her loyalties.
When Harry is brought to the Manor, he doesn’t say anything. Go too long without being asked for an opinion, and you stop having one.
Another random aside: This drabble, in relation to the song, may or may not have been inspired by nothingbutfic's Moon River Sequence, which is nothing short of gorgeous and epic and heartbreaking. I haven't read it in years, but I'm obviously still affected by it, so go read it!
Clint Mansell - Lux Aeterna, Requiem for a Dream (Narnia: Peter)
Peter’s knuckles broke when they connected with the boy’s jaw. He fell at Peter’s feet, howling in pain. Peter knelt beside him, grabbed his shoulder and yanked him around to face him, hit him again. Blood was pounding in Peter’s ears, and when his adrenaline jolted through him again he sprang up, kicked the boy in the stomach. The boy groaned but, to Peter’s surprise, began to rise. Peter stood, looking down at him, and when the boy got his footing and lunged at Peter, hands out, his face a twisted snarl, Peter reached to his side, grabbing for the handle of a sword that hadn’t been there in months.
Peter’s hand came away empty and the boy collided with him a second later, knocking him to the ground. The boy’s friends joined in, and when someone finally came to break it up, Peter’s left eye was already bruised and swollen, his nose was fractured, his lip split. Blood was running down his face from a gash in his eyebrow and mixing with the tear tracks on his cheek.
He never told anyone the real reason he had cried.
Harry and the Potters - The Missing Arm of Viktor Krum (HP: the Trio)
Ron will never admit it to himself, as he looks at the disfigured (and scowling) figure of Viktor Krum, but he’s actually kind of really mad at himself for doing it, and wishes he could get another one. (Hermione refuses to Reparo it for him, and he refuses to do it himself. Harry thinks the whole thing is hilarious and refuses to do it, as well.)
Disturbed - Violence Fetish (Narnia: Peter, Edmund, Peter/Edmund if you wish)
Peter watches Edmund while he’s on the field, keeps an eye out for him, watches his back (as Edmund is doing for him), and he gets distracted from his own fight for a moment when his brother gets engaged in a serious one of his own. Edmund’s helmet has been thrown off after a hard hit, and he looks up through sweaty hair, a look of pure hatred on his face. He snarls like a caged animal as he braces himself, stands up, swings his sword up after him and plunges it into the man’s stomach. All of this is done in what seems to Peter like a fraction of a second, and he watches, disturbed not by the hatred he sees on Edmund’s face but by something else, something like concentration, like adrenaline, like relief, lust, or happiness.
Christina Aguilera, Pink, Lil’ Kim, and Maya - Lady Marmalade (Narnia RPF: Anna, some Will/Skandar/Anna, if you, like me, wish)
Anna’s never much cared for American music, but there’s this one song that was a popular a few years back that she actually sort of really, really likes. She hears it every now and again and can’t help but smile, half in spite of herself.
She’s in a club with Will and Skandar when she hears it again. She’s had more than a little to drink and can’t help the (not so small) squeal of excitement that escapes her lips when it starts. She all but throws her drink on the bar and grabs both Will’s and Skandar’s hands and runs out onto the dancefloor, dragging both boys along behind her.
Somewhere under the alcohol she knows that this probably wouldn’t be happening under different (or normal) circumstances. But the movie’s done now, they’ve had some awesome premiers (and premier parties), Skandar’s finally finished with his GCSE’s, and she thinks that it just might work.
She dances her way not-so-subtly between them on the floor, and pulls Skandar closer, facing her, her back pressed tightly against Will. They don’t protest, and she smiles. Will’s always gone dancing with her, and she figures that Skandar is drunk enough to go along with it.
Kevin Lyttle - Turn Me On (Narnia RPF: Will/Skandar)
Will’s an actor. He doesn’t think he’s a particularly amazing actor, but he knows what he’s doing. He knows what it takes to act correctly, act well, how to get into character, how hard that can be. He’s also a 21-year-old guy who happens to like other guys and is somewhat (spectacularly) sexually attracted to talent.
Skandar Keynes is also an actor. Will thinks he’s a particularly amazing actor. Will’s also been acting with the kid for practically six years, watching him learn and develop and come into his own, watching him bring life to Edmund like nobody else could.
All in all, he doesn’t think he can much be blamed.
Insingizi - Ibele Landlela (SPN: Sam/Dean)
It’s been too long since they’ve had a day like this, Sam thinks. They wake up late, at least eleven in the morning, with the sun shining brightly through the windows and leaving bars of dusty light across their legs, tangled together under the covers of the bed. They wake up at the same time, and smile at each other, Dean stretching lazily like a cat, and Sam laughing at the contented little sounds that escape his lips.
They don’t get out of bed all day except to eat and piss, and they’re back on the road again by nightfall.
Staind - Epiphany (Narnia RPF: Will/Skandar)
Skandar never really thought it’d end up like this. For one thing, he’s straight (and argue all you want, but Will is something different, something indefinable and amazing and absolutely once-in-a-lifetime). For another, he’s never been that good at expressing his emotions, and growing up on a movie set with the whole world watching didn’t help. He and Will were good friends, as he was with Anna and Georgie, but as Skandar got older he couldn’t help but find himself attracted to Will, wanting Will’s attention, and getting it in return.
It still surprises him, sometimes, that he ended up with Will, that Will somehow figured out Skandar’s feelings for him. It crosses his mind that maybe Will just hoped they were there, just went ahead on blind optimism. The thought causes an unexpected, but not unpleasant, squirm in his gut, and he leans over and kisses Will, immediately wonders why he never noticed how amazing it is that he can do that, just kiss Will Moseley whenever he wants, and get kissed in return.
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My first real Will/Skandar (my first Narnia fic, for that matter) is almost done and should be posted sometime before next week. Yay! *is excited to be writing again*
Title: Untitled drabbles
Characters/Pairings: All over the place: mostly Narnia (both book!verse and RPS, gen, het, and slash), one SPN (Sam/Dean), and a couple HP (the Trio and Draco).
Word Count: 1,338
Author's Notes: See above. Completely unbeta'd, and not that tediously looked-over by yours truly.
_______________
Alison Kraus - The Scarlet Tide (Narnia: Edmund/Lucy, Peter/Susan)
Peter’s words run through Lucy’s mind, over and over and over again, but it doesn’t make this any easier.
“Ed’s an amazing warrior, Lu,” he said. “He can handle himself in battle.” He paused, watching Lucy with concern. When she looked only marginally less upset, he added, “Besides. I’m pretty decent with a sword myself, and I won’t let anything happen to him. I promise.”
He didn’t tell her not to worry. He knew it would be pointless, and there was something he liked-something he needed-about knowing that Susan would also be there, waiting for him to return.
Howard Shore - The Black Rider, Fellowship of the Ring (Narnia RPF: Will/Skandar)
He hated fighting with Skandar, he really did, especially when it was over something so stupid. But Will knew that Skandar was jealous, possessive. Good Lord, he knew (and when it wasn’t causing Skandar to make ridiculous claims about who he’d been seen with, talking with, for Christ’s sake, and what he’d been doing, it had led to some really, really amazing sex). But that knowledge, Will thought, didn’t make this any easier to deal with, didn’t make yelling at Skandar any less painful, didn’t make pleading with Skandar to believe him any less frustrating.
Random aside: I always get the crackiest mental images when I see this drabble, in relation to Skandar and the Black Rider, which was totally unintentional when I was writing it. BUT maybe (most likely) that is just me. *continues cackling, alone*
Frank Sinatra - What Now, My Love? (HP: Draco)
Draco didn’t have any say in the situation, and he knew that. He didn’t expect it, and he dealt with it. He watched his father grovel at the feet of his Master, watched his mother slowly fall apart under her sister’s fanaticism, under her husband’s shame, under the weight of her loyalties.
When Harry is brought to the Manor, he doesn’t say anything. Go too long without being asked for an opinion, and you stop having one.
Another random aside: This drabble, in relation to the song, may or may not have been inspired by nothingbutfic's Moon River Sequence, which is nothing short of gorgeous and epic and heartbreaking. I haven't read it in years, but I'm obviously still affected by it, so go read it!
Clint Mansell - Lux Aeterna, Requiem for a Dream (Narnia: Peter)
Peter’s knuckles broke when they connected with the boy’s jaw. He fell at Peter’s feet, howling in pain. Peter knelt beside him, grabbed his shoulder and yanked him around to face him, hit him again. Blood was pounding in Peter’s ears, and when his adrenaline jolted through him again he sprang up, kicked the boy in the stomach. The boy groaned but, to Peter’s surprise, began to rise. Peter stood, looking down at him, and when the boy got his footing and lunged at Peter, hands out, his face a twisted snarl, Peter reached to his side, grabbing for the handle of a sword that hadn’t been there in months.
Peter’s hand came away empty and the boy collided with him a second later, knocking him to the ground. The boy’s friends joined in, and when someone finally came to break it up, Peter’s left eye was already bruised and swollen, his nose was fractured, his lip split. Blood was running down his face from a gash in his eyebrow and mixing with the tear tracks on his cheek.
He never told anyone the real reason he had cried.
Harry and the Potters - The Missing Arm of Viktor Krum (HP: the Trio)
Ron will never admit it to himself, as he looks at the disfigured (and scowling) figure of Viktor Krum, but he’s actually kind of really mad at himself for doing it, and wishes he could get another one. (Hermione refuses to Reparo it for him, and he refuses to do it himself. Harry thinks the whole thing is hilarious and refuses to do it, as well.)
Disturbed - Violence Fetish (Narnia: Peter, Edmund, Peter/Edmund if you wish)
Peter watches Edmund while he’s on the field, keeps an eye out for him, watches his back (as Edmund is doing for him), and he gets distracted from his own fight for a moment when his brother gets engaged in a serious one of his own. Edmund’s helmet has been thrown off after a hard hit, and he looks up through sweaty hair, a look of pure hatred on his face. He snarls like a caged animal as he braces himself, stands up, swings his sword up after him and plunges it into the man’s stomach. All of this is done in what seems to Peter like a fraction of a second, and he watches, disturbed not by the hatred he sees on Edmund’s face but by something else, something like concentration, like adrenaline, like relief, lust, or happiness.
Christina Aguilera, Pink, Lil’ Kim, and Maya - Lady Marmalade (Narnia RPF: Anna, some Will/Skandar/Anna, if you, like me, wish)
Anna’s never much cared for American music, but there’s this one song that was a popular a few years back that she actually sort of really, really likes. She hears it every now and again and can’t help but smile, half in spite of herself.
She’s in a club with Will and Skandar when she hears it again. She’s had more than a little to drink and can’t help the (not so small) squeal of excitement that escapes her lips when it starts. She all but throws her drink on the bar and grabs both Will’s and Skandar’s hands and runs out onto the dancefloor, dragging both boys along behind her.
Somewhere under the alcohol she knows that this probably wouldn’t be happening under different (or normal) circumstances. But the movie’s done now, they’ve had some awesome premiers (and premier parties), Skandar’s finally finished with his GCSE’s, and she thinks that it just might work.
She dances her way not-so-subtly between them on the floor, and pulls Skandar closer, facing her, her back pressed tightly against Will. They don’t protest, and she smiles. Will’s always gone dancing with her, and she figures that Skandar is drunk enough to go along with it.
Kevin Lyttle - Turn Me On (Narnia RPF: Will/Skandar)
Will’s an actor. He doesn’t think he’s a particularly amazing actor, but he knows what he’s doing. He knows what it takes to act correctly, act well, how to get into character, how hard that can be. He’s also a 21-year-old guy who happens to like other guys and is somewhat (spectacularly) sexually attracted to talent.
Skandar Keynes is also an actor. Will thinks he’s a particularly amazing actor. Will’s also been acting with the kid for practically six years, watching him learn and develop and come into his own, watching him bring life to Edmund like nobody else could.
All in all, he doesn’t think he can much be blamed.
Insingizi - Ibele Landlela (SPN: Sam/Dean)
It’s been too long since they’ve had a day like this, Sam thinks. They wake up late, at least eleven in the morning, with the sun shining brightly through the windows and leaving bars of dusty light across their legs, tangled together under the covers of the bed. They wake up at the same time, and smile at each other, Dean stretching lazily like a cat, and Sam laughing at the contented little sounds that escape his lips.
They don’t get out of bed all day except to eat and piss, and they’re back on the road again by nightfall.
Staind - Epiphany (Narnia RPF: Will/Skandar)
Skandar never really thought it’d end up like this. For one thing, he’s straight (and argue all you want, but Will is something different, something indefinable and amazing and absolutely once-in-a-lifetime). For another, he’s never been that good at expressing his emotions, and growing up on a movie set with the whole world watching didn’t help. He and Will were good friends, as he was with Anna and Georgie, but as Skandar got older he couldn’t help but find himself attracted to Will, wanting Will’s attention, and getting it in return.
It still surprises him, sometimes, that he ended up with Will, that Will somehow figured out Skandar’s feelings for him. It crosses his mind that maybe Will just hoped they were there, just went ahead on blind optimism. The thought causes an unexpected, but not unpleasant, squirm in his gut, and he leans over and kisses Will, immediately wonders why he never noticed how amazing it is that he can do that, just kiss Will Moseley whenever he wants, and get kissed in return.
END
My first real Will/Skandar (my first Narnia fic, for that matter) is almost done and should be posted sometime before next week. Yay! *is excited to be writing again*