Microfic meme... stolen from domfangirl
Saw this at Candy's journal. I figure it's writing even if it IS in a micro form and I needed to do something creative today!
Microfic meme: try to write different categories of fic (drama, angst, fluff, friendship, humor, PWP, UST, romance, tragedy... can you think of others?) in fifteen eighteen words or less. Author's perogative, okay? I needed more, lol.
Friendship:
He never needed it. But then Hale named him and somehow, he felt slightly bereft.
Fluff:
He took his time choosing the fruit for the pie; it had to be sweet, like her.
Romance:
His hand paused before knocking. He knew Lance was everything she needed, yet he was nervous.
Humor:
The flamingo décor was hardly subtle. Neither was the triangle-shaped burn on his chest.
UST:
She looked luminous. And, thanks to him, free. His skin tingled at the sound of her voice.
PWP:
He felt a heat surge through his body that had nothing to do with pain, just raw need.
Drama:
It all boiled down to this moment: the brothers, or him. Alex never saw the bullet coming.
Angst:
He forced his hand to still after writing her name on the envelope. I’m sorry, he thought.
Tragedy:
Being killed in the line of duty was a fitting end. Just not the one he’d hoped for.
Microfic meme: try to write different categories of fic (drama, angst, fluff, friendship, humor, PWP, UST, romance, tragedy... can you think of others?) in fifteen eighteen words or less. Author's perogative, okay? I needed more, lol.
Friendship:
He never needed it. But then Hale named him and somehow, he felt slightly bereft.
Fluff:
He took his time choosing the fruit for the pie; it had to be sweet, like her.
Romance:
His hand paused before knocking. He knew Lance was everything she needed, yet he was nervous.
Humor:
The flamingo décor was hardly subtle. Neither was the triangle-shaped burn on his chest.
UST:
She looked luminous. And, thanks to him, free. His skin tingled at the sound of her voice.
PWP:
He felt a heat surge through his body that had nothing to do with pain, just raw need.
Drama:
It all boiled down to this moment: the brothers, or him. Alex never saw the bullet coming.
Angst:
He forced his hand to still after writing her name on the envelope. I’m sorry, he thought.
Tragedy:
Being killed in the line of duty was a fitting end. Just not the one he’d hoped for.