Drabble Meme Redux

Sep 12, 2006 13:13

You all know the drill by now; I will write nearly anything, or try, the big exception being explicit porn. As always I reserve the right to creatively interpret your request, if it would amuse me to do so.

Also note that graduate school will make me slower than normal, this time.

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the_one_king September 12 2006, 18:29:34 UTC
oooooooh drabble~ ♥
Hm~ I'm really happy with anything with Stan or Pallapalla because I'm self-centered like that. |D

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fingeroflife October 29 2006, 03:06:44 UTC
Sorry this took so long, TOPPED BY GRAD SCHOOL D|

Games"You broke my leaf ( ... )

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bad_blue_balls October 29 2006, 06:25:05 UTC
SO MUCH WIN I love it so terribly much ♥ ♥ ♥

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cake_and_death September 12 2006, 18:59:56 UTC
More postcamp fic? >__>

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fingeroflife September 16 2006, 05:47:44 UTC
A popular request. You may get another one, possibly, if this one ends up with the focus too much off Tsu, as is likely.

RescueAs night, fell, they struck ( ... )

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fingeroflife September 16 2006, 05:48:03 UTC
"We got hit right after you went into the labs," Omi explained, his crossbow out and ready. "They aren't that dangerous compared to what we usually fight, but there are a lot of them ( ... )

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cake_and_death September 16 2006, 05:58:28 UTC
.... I predict that eventually we will send ripples through every cfud related world. And it shall be wonderous. ♥

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worthtempting September 12 2006, 19:59:42 UTC
Write me some UL sibling thing!

I leave the definition of thing up to you.

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fingeroflife October 5 2006, 20:38:40 UTC
Warm Milk With CinnamonThere is a place in the forest Francescu goes, sometimes, when Cabin Eight intrudes too much on his need for privacy and Ken is otherwise occupied. He keeps it laced with wards against zombies and gorillas, and uses it for meditation ( ... )

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worthtempting October 6 2006, 16:26:16 UTC
I. Uh, wow. Yeah, I really, really love this. The kind of 'I want it to happen in camp' kind of love.

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fingeroflife October 7 2006, 18:24:29 UTC
Glad you enjoyed it! ♥

And yeah, it'll take a little more development, but I could easily see this happening in camp someday.

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and_thats_it September 12 2006, 21:09:11 UTC
An F-twins drabble would be wonderful and joyous~

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fingeroflife September 28 2006, 01:04:59 UTC
Tales Untold

"Are you the Wizard I met as a child?"

Francescu considered the question and the man before him. He seemed familiar, somehow, as though they had met long ago, or in a dream. "...perhaps? In this place I meet a good number of children, due to the wild power."

"Yes...I remember you now. From a dream, as well. You told a story..."

"...of a young man betrayed by his pain. Yes, I remember. But I had thought it was you who told the story, and I who listened."

"I remember listening, as a young child...but it was a dream. How did we share it?"

Francescu shrugged. "Doubtless it was the wild magic. Does it matter? It was a story well-told."

"It was." The other man paused. "I am Fiyero."

"Francescu Gargamel; it is a pleasure, Fiyero. Perhaps someday we will tell such a story again."

Fiyero smiled. "I'll look forward to it, Master Francescu."

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kagekachou September 12 2006, 21:39:16 UTC
Post-camp, if you please? Whatever you wish with that.

(Though if you do feel like using a prompt... *points to icon/keywords* 8D)

(And please please please feel more than free to also ignore the optional prompt as I've had four hours of sleep and should not be suggesting anything to anyone. I just know that sometimes it can make things easier!)

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esp_not_pms September 13 2006, 00:16:32 UTC
(...scary zombie. ;;)

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fingeroflife September 20 2006, 03:59:11 UTC
You get two. One with and one without the prompt. Because I have two seeds.

Visitation

It was night in Tokyo, and the shadows were curiously alive. They were deeper than they should have been, and tricked the eye; one might almost swear they moved when one wasn't looking.

The figure stalking down the street paid no heed to the darkness; rather, he accepted it as the norm, and in turn it gathered to him like a faithful dog. Intent on his destination and his goal, he unerringly sought a certain address, a certain building. The burden he carried would be delivered ( ... )

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