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How to train a mabarikheradihrJune 7 2011, 14:29:03 UTC
"Sit. Sit. Sit you stupid dog!" A young Carver growled at the mabari puppy.
The puppy growled back and tried to bite the finger pointing at him. Hawke smothered a laugh from the doorway to their home.
"Sterys? Why are you not helping your brother with Haine?" Malcolm's voice appeared above her.
"Carver said he could train him."
Malcolm pushed her out of the doorway. "Go help your brother."
She sighed and whistled. The puppy trotted to her and sat at a gestured command. With a smug smile she said, "And that, dear brother, is how you train a mabari."
As he watched the ensuing scuffle, Malcolm knew that this was the start to a lifelong rivalry.
~~~ Prompts: -Can we not talk about sex for once? -Sing me a song, choir boy. -Graffiti
Sing me a song, Choir BoyerunamiryeneJune 7 2011, 15:08:55 UTC
Hawke smothers a grin as Sebastian's face reddens. Again. Isabela hasn't left him alone this entire trip.
"Just one song, Sebby." "Don't CALL me that." "Pleaaaaaase?" "No." "I'll be your best friend." "No, thank you." "I'll make Hawke kiss you." "I can do that myself, thank you very much." "Ooh, do it! I think she'd like it." "No!" "If you don't sing me a song, choir boy, I'm never going to leave you alone. I'll dog your steps. I'll wait outside the chantry. I'll make sure Varric puts you in our next novel. I'll-" "Fine!"
He clears his throat, and breaks into a rather jazzy rendition of "I Get a Kick Outta You", complete with a little softshoe dance move. He finishes, resumes his rather uptight stance, and folds his arms.
"Good enough?" "Choir boy, you just gave me fantasies for a week." "Uh-huh." "I bet you gave Hawke some, too." "Damn you, Isabela." "Oh, you love it and you know it."
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Prompts: -I'd just as soon kiss a templar -There is good in you. I can feel it. -I don't know much about my father.
I'd just as soon kiss a templartersaJune 7 2011, 16:05:24 UTC
They were doubled over panting when the spiders attacked.
Anders shrieked like a little girl, throwing a fireball into the midst of the pile with too many furry legs and too many beady black eyes and their nightmarish pincers and spit. He scurried to the back of the group, putting Hawke, Aveline, and Isabela between him and them, then called up a good old-fashioned firestorm to be sure while they beat a hasty retreat towards the beckoning sunlight.
“They’re not following,” Aveline said with a puzzled frown.
Behind them, they heard a growl and whirled. A dragon sat perched on a rocky outcropping, looking down at them and licking its chops.
“Oh shit,” Hawke said, glancing over her shoulder. “Maybe we could get back into the tunnel. The spiders aren’t so bad…”
Gripping his staff in his white-knuckled grip, Anders planted the tip on the ground. “I’d just as soon as kiss a templar.”
The dragon roared.
PROMPTS: - "I'm a PC." - We'll leave the light on for you. - "Tastes great. Less filling."
Can we not talk about sex for once?tersaJune 7 2011, 16:25:42 UTC
(okay, wow, this went in a totally different direction than I was planning o.O)
“Can we not talk about sex for once?”
Isabela paused. “What else do we have to talk about, sweetie?”
“Tell me what it was like to be a pirate. To be sailing, free, on the ocean, with the sun on your face and the wind in your hair.”
She brushed the hair off of Carver’s fevered forehead and settled his head more comfortably in her lap, better than the hard stone floor of the Deep Roads, beginning to tell him a tale of an Antivan pirate named Blackteeth and the Nevarran dragon relic she plundered from him.
Varric shifted on his feet nervously and muttered, “We should get moving. The darkspawn could find us.”
Wiping tears from her eyes, Marian shook her head. “No, let him have this.”
PROMPTS: - I am not left-handed. - Life is pain. Anyone telling you different is selling something. - Is this a kissing book?
Re: Can we not talk about sex for once?tersaJune 7 2011, 16:36:12 UTC
I had totally not expected that the prompt was going to make me teary-eyed. ♥
(My initial thought was going to be some kind of witty Act III exchange between Carver and Isabela playing off their party banter back in Act I, but apparent 'witty' is not in my repartee this morning. Angst is always fashionable! :)
Is this a kissing book?rose_in_shadowJune 7 2011, 16:39:28 UTC
Carver ;__;
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"Anders kissed her with all the pent up passion in his heart. Hawke felt his hands threading through her lustrous locks, moving down her arms, caressing the swell of her hips--"
"Varric."
The dwarf blinked. "Yes?"
The dark-haired Seeker tapped her toes, a dangerous expression on her face. "Is this a kissing book? Do you go on and on about Hawke's love affairs with such..." she made a face, "detail?"
Varric smirked. "No, I'm mostly making these parts up. Well," he amended, "they did kiss for the first time in my presence, but that was an accident and then Anders kicked me out and locked the door. I had to make up the rest for Isabela. I thought you would like it."
Cassandra pinched the bridge of her nose and wondered if it would be easier to kill the dwarf and make it look like an accident.
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prompts
+ One day you'll have a child and I hope they turn out just like you!
The puppy growled back and tried to bite the finger pointing at him. Hawke smothered a laugh from the doorway to their home.
"Sterys? Why are you not helping your brother with Haine?" Malcolm's voice appeared above her.
"Carver said he could train him."
Malcolm pushed her out of the doorway. "Go help your brother."
She sighed and whistled. The puppy trotted to her and sat at a gestured command. With a smug smile she said, "And that, dear brother, is how you train a mabari."
As he watched the ensuing scuffle, Malcolm knew that this was the start to a lifelong rivalry.
~~~
Prompts:
-Can we not talk about sex for once?
-Sing me a song, choir boy.
-Graffiti
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"Just one song, Sebby."
"Don't CALL me that."
"Pleaaaaaase?"
"No."
"I'll be your best friend."
"No, thank you."
"I'll make Hawke kiss you."
"I can do that myself, thank you very much."
"Ooh, do it! I think she'd like it."
"No!"
"If you don't sing me a song, choir boy, I'm never going to leave you alone. I'll dog your steps. I'll wait outside the chantry. I'll make sure Varric puts you in our next novel. I'll-"
"Fine!"
He clears his throat, and breaks into a rather jazzy rendition of "I Get a Kick Outta You", complete with a little softshoe dance move. He finishes, resumes his rather uptight stance, and folds his arms.
"Good enough?"
"Choir boy, you just gave me fantasies for a week."
"Uh-huh."
"I bet you gave Hawke some, too."
"Damn you, Isabela."
"Oh, you love it and you know it."
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Prompts:
-I'd just as soon kiss a templar
-There is good in you. I can feel it.
-I don't know much about my father.
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Anders shrieked like a little girl, throwing a fireball into the midst of the pile with too many furry legs and too many beady black eyes and their nightmarish pincers and spit. He scurried to the back of the group, putting Hawke, Aveline, and Isabela between him and them, then called up a good old-fashioned firestorm to be sure while they beat a hasty retreat towards the beckoning sunlight.
“They’re not following,” Aveline said with a puzzled frown.
Behind them, they heard a growl and whirled. A dragon sat perched on a rocky outcropping, looking down at them and licking its chops.
“Oh shit,” Hawke said, glancing over her shoulder. “Maybe we could get back into the tunnel. The spiders aren’t so bad…”
Gripping his staff in his white-knuckled grip, Anders planted the tip on the ground. “I’d just as soon as kiss a templar.”
The dragon roared.
PROMPTS:
- "I'm a PC."
- We'll leave the light on for you.
- "Tastes great. Less filling."
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“Can we not talk about sex for once?”
Isabela paused. “What else do we have to talk about, sweetie?”
“Tell me what it was like to be a pirate. To be sailing, free, on the ocean, with the sun on your face and the wind in your hair.”
She brushed the hair off of Carver’s fevered forehead and settled his head more comfortably in her lap, better than the hard stone floor of the Deep Roads, beginning to tell him a tale of an Antivan pirate named Blackteeth and the Nevarran dragon relic she plundered from him.
Varric shifted on his feet nervously and muttered, “We should get moving. The darkspawn could find us.”
Wiping tears from her eyes, Marian shook her head. “No, let him have this.”
PROMPTS:
- I am not left-handed.
- Life is pain. Anyone telling you different is selling something.
- Is this a kissing book?
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(My initial thought was going to be some kind of witty Act III exchange between Carver and Isabela playing off their party banter back in Act I, but apparent 'witty' is not in my repartee this morning. Angst is always fashionable! :)
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(Wow...didn't expect to respond that way since I really can't stand Carver. You did so well!)
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I take that as high praise. :) Thank you!
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(I'm on a mission from God the Maker, to preach the gospel that is Carver.)
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"Anders kissed her with all the pent up passion in his heart. Hawke felt his hands threading through her lustrous locks, moving down her arms, caressing the swell of her hips--"
"Varric."
The dwarf blinked. "Yes?"
The dark-haired Seeker tapped her toes, a dangerous expression on her face. "Is this a kissing book? Do you go on and on about Hawke's love affairs with such..." she made a face, "detail?"
Varric smirked. "No, I'm mostly making these parts up. Well," he amended, "they did kiss for the first time in my presence, but that was an accident and then Anders kicked me out and locked the door. I had to make up the rest for Isabela. I thought you would like it."
Cassandra pinched the bridge of her nose and wondered if it would be easier to kill the dwarf and make it look like an accident.
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prompts
+ One day you'll have a child and I hope they turn out just like you!
+ Mama said there'd be days like this
+ If mama ain't happy, ain't nobody happy
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I was just getting ready to answer this prompt but I like yours much better. XD
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(Also, thanks! :)
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