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runenklinge in piper_trickster

Hi-Jack: Prompt-a-thon is on!

May 18, 2009 11:56

Due to the positive feddback on the suggestion post, letś do this!

You give me a prompt. I´ll write you one, but in turn the next person will ask a drabble from you and you will write it. The next person will request a drabble from that person.....and so on and so forth.

So, B gets a drabble from A, C gets a drabble from B, D gets a drabble from C ( Read more... )

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ziarenete13x May 18 2009, 11:54:25 UTC

Awwwwwwww man that's so sweet!

I guess my prompt would be "unusual uses of Sonic Boom Tubes(TM)".

I'm more of an "artist" (I use that term very loosely), so almost every prompt given me may well be drawn. And be well drawn, too, by my standards. I'm also liable to do anything, so prompt away!

NC-17 Mah Dear - Terribly Sorry Will Do Another if Not What You Want...... axolotl_lan May 18 2009, 17:08:04 UTC

A Boooooooom sounded and Trickster appeared on Piper's bed nakid and hard ( ... )

Re: NC-17 Mah Dear - Terribly Sorry Will Do Another if Not What You Want...... runenklinge May 18 2009, 20:42:38 UTC

(...how do you get ideas like this? not that I´m complaining^^)

Re: NC-17 Mah Dear - Terribly Sorry Will Do Another if Not What You Want...... axolotl_lan May 18 2009, 21:57:14 UTC

Sleep Deprivation and lots of sugar ^_________________^

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axolotl_lan May 18 2009, 17:11:02 UTC

(psssssssst loves Rune!)

runenklinge May 18 2009, 20:41:24 UTC

(loves axo^^)

madripoor_rose May 18 2009, 21:05:29 UTC

I'll play:

Prompt: lullaby.

Sometimes there be nightmares- arr me mateys! NC-17 again.....hm. axolotl_lan May 18 2009, 22:06:33 UTC

Sometimes there were nightmares, fast flickering eyelids and sweaty skin and terrified moans. Sometimes it was like death never left them and instead echoed in their hearts and their relationship, like the ghostly feeling of wrists bound together. Piper placed a kiss on James' nose, and then his forehead and lips.

Their nightmares were drowned out by the rhythm of their bodies playing a soothing lullaby. The moans turned to soft pleasent music and the sweat and eyelids appeared for far better reasons. The ghostly feelings were replaced by solid touch and words of love tumbled out like a chorus.

Sometimes there were lullabyes and with them came pleasent dreams.

Re: Sometimes there be nightmares- arr me mateys! NC-17 again.....hm. madripoor_rose May 18 2009, 22:37:37 UTC

awesome! prompt me?

Re: Sometimes there be nightmares- arr me mateys! NC-17 again.....hm. axolotl_lan May 18 2009, 22:38:30 UTC

hmmmmmmmm peekaboo

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xanykaos May 19 2009, 02:11:23 UTC

Hm. I'm probably getting this wrong, but let's see...

Prompt: Old Shoes and Picture Postcards.

(nothing NC-17 pretty please. This is my first slash pairing, so...be gentle? Also, just as likely to get art as a drabble from me...)

Old Shoes & Picture Postcards katzedecimal May 19 2009, 03:03:25 UTC

Someone had to do it. He just wished it didn't have to be him.

Someone had to finalise James Jesse's estate, execute his will (the real one), sell his house... go through his possessions. He wished it didn't have to be him. But there was no one else.

This room was the worst: The toy room, the workshop, the place where the Trickster created his tricks. There were boxes of yo-yos and T-bombs and box after box after box of rubber chickens ye gods the man never tired of rubber chickens, did he... One thousand and one tricks to do with rubber chickens... One thousand and one kinks to do with rubber chickens... Did not need to know that, Hartley sighed to himself as he reached for another box.

The Airwalker shoes. All of them, every pair, every model, that the Trickster had ever made, from the Mark Ones on up, including the red platform thigh-highs with the stiletto heels that Hartley had Just Not Asked about because he was certain that the answer would not be what he was hoping for. He reached for the oldest pair and hugged ( ... )

Re: Old Shoes & Picture Postcards runenklinge May 23 2009, 14:59:15 UTC

"Boom!"
Lightning flashed over the dark sky and thunder growled, coming closer and closer.
"Boom!"
Lightning - thunder!
"Bo-"
"Mark, for heaven´s sake, cut out the crap!" Len hollered. He was leaning out of the window and got completely drenched. "Stop this bullshit and come inside!"
Mark pouted and floated down, looking disappointed.
He was soaked to the bone and left little puddles of water on the carpet.
"Dude, we just cleaned up the place!" JJ complained.
"But I like thunderstorms," Mark sighed, "the thunder...how it roars..."
"Mark," Piper intervened, "yesterday you like rainbows because they were pretty and sparkly, and the day before that you like sunshine because it´s warm and golden"
"You can´t tell me what to do!"

...

"What´s eating him?"
"PMS?"

(sorry, katze^^)

Re: Old Shoes & Picture Postcards katzedecimal May 23 2009, 15:02:30 UTC

No you're not.

Heeee I just love your writing. This is lovely! Thanks!!! ^_____^

ivybramble May 19 2009, 23:14:03 UTC

I'm new at this and not the world's greatest writer...but damn it I want to play. Does that mean I take the last prompt on the list or start by giving one?

Re: Thunder or I'm Likely Doing This All Wrong ivybramble May 20 2009, 00:05:32 UTC

Setting: DCAU, Rating: G ( ... )

Re: Thunder or I'm Likely Doing This All Wrong runenklinge May 23 2009, 14:26:34 UTC

oh my, this is glorious!

second dcau fic ever!

we need moar of it!

Re: Thunder or I'm Likely Doing This All Wrong ivybramble May 23 2009, 22:41:38 UTC

Thanks :D I loves me some DCAU. And since 'Flash and Substance' was my first real introduction to the Rogues (aside from Countdown) that's where my drabbles go.

I can haz another prompt?

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