Feeling ratty again. That is really not fun. You know, at all.
…I could try and make something productive out of it, but I'm not sure I can do anything that basically won't strike me as being horribly bitter. DILEMMA.
So instead, I'm figuring I will do a dumb thing for a prompt and… I dunno, ask people who aren't on the comm to take a look? But I should probably do that comic thing first, um. Hooboy.
Also, I'd been meaning to, but… well, forgetting. So! This month's prompts for
31_days are looking pretty awesome, and I figure there's no real reason you can't write for those already gone if you fancy (there's also an Amnesty Day thing which is mildly confusing but maybe an option if people'd like).
There's also
everyfandomfest, and that's taking prompts right now. More prompts and fandoms sound pretty good to me.
Title: Sense of Cat
Day/Theme: 4 July- even if I lose you, I'll get you back
Series: Chrono Trigger
Character/Pairing: Alfador, Janus
Rating: G
Spoilers: Implied to the North Cape.
Notes: Incomplete. It was, y'know, kind of fun to write, or interesting at least (Alfador!). Plan is to finish up the end before posting it to the comm.
It was not a good place to be in, and when he was absolutely certain of this and couldn’t go any further, even with the boy he liked there, he turned.
He’d assumed that Janus would have the same sense to leave. He only realised Janus didn’t when everything was falling, and he couldn’t find the boy to stay with. Not that Alfador was worried for himself, of course, nor for Janus, but he was sure it would’ve made them both feel better with the ground shaking beneath them to have the other with them.
He made do with a pile of clothes, hissing at any strange sounds until the roof caving in forced him outside. At least at that point they’d reached the ground, though water was overtaking the land at a pace far too fast for Alfador’s liking.
He ended up clinging to one of the people who weren’t any sort of family’s hats, clawing at them when they tried to remove him. They understood soon enough, and he stayed there until he was certain that the land wasn’t about to sink on him again, at which point he was off and looking for Janus.
Alfador couldn’t find him.
That was intolerable, and Alfador set to looking wherever he could, even the strange machines that smelt of the Gurus. Janus wasn’t anywhere on them, and Alfador slowly forced himself to the conclusion that Janus had most likely been lost in that underwater building.
He wished even more that they hadn’t gone now. There was nothing for it, though, but to get on with things as best he could- because while going after Janus would be loyal, Alfador had just enough to hope that the boy might turn up alive.
In a way, he did.
Title: A Corner Wrong
Day/Theme: 5 July- I ran up the door, closed the stairs
Series: Original
Character/Pairing: A girl, a griffin
Rating: G
Notes: More sort-of-faintly-fairy-tale sort of thing. Not really connected to the other ones- this is kind of somewhere between the house, Alice, and the fairy-tale-sort. Thinking of looking at them more.
There was a girl who took her corner wrong, once, and never got it quite right again. Possibly this was because the world the wrong corner took her to was far more interesting than her home- the first creature she saw there was a griffin, and they took an almost immediate liking to each other- and possibly it was because she couldn’t find her way back- a wrong corner is hard to take when you’re trying to do it.
But the most likely cause was that the world she found herself in was most strange about its corners, and finding the proper corner to forget to be right at was a difficult task- at least, when they remembered it was a task. The two of them more often played tag, running up and down wherever the world would let them and trying to catch one another. The griffin had an advantage, of course, but she’d decided she liked the girl too much to let her lose all the time.
So these things go.
Title: The Supports
Day/Theme: 6 July- rage, rage, against the dying of the light
Series: Secret of Mana
Character/Pairing: Mana Beast
Rating: G
Notes: Power of writing for fandoms no one reads in, GOOOO! (S-seriously, is there anyone reading in this particular area?)
The great dragon wakes, its head ringing with fury. It had enjoyed its slumber- been quietly aware, in some of its lighter moments, of its kindred dancing and riding the wind. The humans taking Mana, though, that denied them that glory, leaving them nothing with which to sustain themselves and take to the winds. Not only its own kin- the spirits, the sprites, so much of what kept the world upright- even the Tree itself.
Even if it had the patience to contemplate the matter, the great dragon wouldn’t bother. It would seem to it only too clear that the humans are interesting in destroying everything that maintains the world, even to the extent of destroying their own supports.
It will not tolerate such a state.
Title: Lavender and Lily
Day/Theme: 7 July- slowly twisting the lilac stalks
Series: Original
Character/Pairing: Leas, the Nuisance
Rating: G
Notes: …I'd been meaning to give him something to do, and to do something with the species the Nuisance is. There'll probably be a few other things those'll end up in; at the moment I'm trying to figure out what I'm doing with this thing. Fun times.
(Also: yay flower meanings! Except when they're conflicting. Uh.)
“Lavender blue, dilly dilly…”
Only it had been ages since he’d seen any lavender- well, there’d been some in one lady’s garden, but he’d been busy at the time, so he didn’t think that it really counted.
“Lavender green…”
Instead, he had lilies, which he supposed was her trying to apologise in her way, except that she never got things quite right. Lavender was one of the flowers that meant home to him, and lilies meant… well, they could mean a number of things, depending on the lily.
“When I am king, dilly dilly, you shall be queen. And that’s not an invitation,” he added, twisting the stems of the lilies of the valley around the others.
The bird would probably have huffed at him if she hadn’t been holding a lilac in her beak. She was excellent at looking offended, though.