DEATH NOTE DRABBLE CHALLENGE!!
This is very easy. Everyone who knows Death Note on my friends list (even remotely) must participate! Yes, even YOU,
kurosaki_akane. This is very easy and fun, and it will be fun to see what everyone comes up with.
HOW TO PLAY:
1. Pick one of the words below
Make sure no one's commented and already used that word.
2. Based on that word, be inspired and write a short Death Note drabble
Short means short. No reallyreally long things here. Short and sweet :D
3. Post it in a comment
4. I will edit the post and put your drabble by the word. When all the words are gone, we will have a wonderful drabble collection that is funny and unique like a quilt of fandom-ness.
I will even provide you with an example, so you know how it works!!
So, I looked at my list of words, and decided to just pick the first one. So, based on that word, 'Breathe', I was inspired by remembering people always tell pregnant women to breathe. And then the thought of a death note character being treated like a pregnant woman amused me immensely. So I wrote a Wammy's House universe drabble based on that. You can see it below.
Okay! Remember, words already used will show up as an LJ-cut! Pick one that hasn't been used yet! You can do more than one, too!! >D
LIST OF WORDS:
Breathe, by
artemisgoddess "Breathe, Mello. Deep breaths. In, and out. In, and out."
"Shut the HELL up, Matt!" Mello snapped. "I don't need fucking Lamaze classes from you!!"
Matt blinked behind his goggled, raising an eyebrow. "You're the one freaking out over a video game," he pointed out.
Mello only scowled, watching as he taxi smashed into another brick wall, another patron scrambling out and running for dear life.
"It's a stupid game, anyway," Mello snapped, standing up and throwing down the controller, mad. "Who the hell wants to drive a dumb taxi around anyway??"
Matt watched as Mello stormed off down the hall, before turning back to his game.
Wrong, by
kyriesanctus He glared down at the paper. No, this couldn't possibly be right. It was such a small mistake to make that he was certain that it was a fluke, or maybe even done on purpose. But why? Roger shook his head and scanned the paper again, as if it would change by the time he got back to it, but there it was: one hugely incorrect answer to a calculus problem. And the name at the top of the page?
'Near.'
With a sigh he lifted his pen and put a big, red 'X' over the number beside the answer.
Friend
Redeem
Rest
Can't
Wait, by
kleine_asterMatsuda`s place looked like that of a little boy`s. His mother really liked to point that out to him every time she stopped by to vacuum with a sourly frown on her face; it wasn`t Matsuda`s favourite part of the week by far, but at least the carpet was much more smooth after, and also his mother was right.
She was right, but he still didn`t agree. He took pride in his collection of Sailor Moon figurines, his faded Ragnarok Online posters and most of all, his collection of scary movies. After starting to work for the force, Matsuda realized they weren`t actually that scary, compared to the things he saw every day. But still, there was something about clinging to your cup of noodle soup while eerie half-creatures climbed out of a haunted pond that washed it all away.
He sometimes tried to get Aizawa and Ide to watch, but they never did; they called his movies "girl repellants", but Matsuda was sure there was this girl out there waiting to cling to him like he did to his soup. Out there, waiting ... since Misa Amane was already engaged.
He knew that his mother was waiting, too, for that girl to show up so she wouldn`t have to vacuum his place anymore. Matsuda, however, was patient. The only thing he couldn`t wait for was the day he`d be promoted.
Because he knew - if it happened, he`d make all his subordinates marathon scary movies with him, and it would be good.
See
Again
Two, by
jessieheartRingo to Ryuuku
リンゴとリューク
Ryuk had one vice, and it was no secret. He would twist and ask, sometimes beg, but it was often denied him--for he did not hunger, he simply craved, full of interest and curiosity and want.
Only in secret did Raito oblige him, away from security cameras and prying eyes. Here, Ryuk found what he was after: rosy red flesh and sweet, surrendered juice--perhaps Raito was a ringo after all.
Scary
Arms
Bird
Swerve
Waste, by
kurosaki_akane Affection was a rare concept Near'd never had the need to display-- perhaps he didn't even know how. Mello died thinking that Near didn't care and wouldn't cry for him. He was right in the latter.
Alone in his world of plastic and towers made of paper, Near continued living with Mello's doll, always keeping it close to him. One day, he found himself stroking it softly with his finger in a very unusual affectionate gesture, as if the real Mello could feel it.
"What a waste," Near mused, leaving Mello's doll beside his on the cold floor.
Happy drabble-writing!! :3