CHALLENGE 008: Drabble tree

[luorescence]

CHALLENGE #008

Description We're going to make a drabble tree. The tree will start with one drabble (below). You take the last words/sentence and use them to write a new drabble and the chain will go on. Tenses can be changed, the words can be a little altered (like replacing a "he" with a name). You can also make puns/plays on homonyms: for

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[luorescence]

QUESTIONS?

[caitieness]

sorry just checking that these fics *don't* have to be in the same fandoms

[queer_theory]

Oh! I probably should have checked that before posting mine. :P

[luorescence]

It's okay! Doesn't have to be in the same fandom at all!

[catko]

Name: catko (1)
Team clubs
Fandom: Elementary, Mycroft

He sighs and tosses a 20-baht note on the bamboo table. Glancing again at the text message on the battered flip phone, he heads toward the beach. An hour or so looking out at blue-green waves might help wash away the unwelcome emotions. Guess I thought they'd fix it quicker, but JJ would know; he's still in the mix, right, one man I can trust, I hope. He drops to the sand and gazes out to sea, images of Sherlock, and Joan, and the sound of the restaurant clatter, and car horns, crowding his mind. Get home quicker, or forget about it quicker, yeah. Either would be fine.

[queer_theory]

Name: Heather
Team: Clubs

Fandom: Da Vinci's Demons, Leo/Zo

"Either would be fine." Zoroaster doubted that. Leonardo always knew exactly what he wanted. "You say that now, but when I return with the wrong fucking wood, you're gonna be angry." Leo was distracted, the fingers on one hand punctuating his thoughts as he sketched something with the other. Zo watched over his shoulder, noting that the sketch resembled a catapult. "No strapping me into that fucking thing." Leo nodded slightly, murmuring, "Of course not." But Zo knew he didn't mean it, and as he turned to leave, he started to mentally prepare for take-off. He'd always do whatever Leo asked him to. Always.

((Hope I did this right. :P))

[hanorganaas]

Name: Nor
Team Spades

Fandom: Captain America Movies, Steve/Bucky

Bucky loved to be drawn by Steve. It wasn't anything out of vanity, it was just always special and sacred.

“You know one day I am gonna do a sketch of you.”

Steve looked down, wasn't the most attractive of the men he came across, skinny scrawny from years of disease. But as an artist he found beauty in imperfection.

“I am not model material.”

Bucky smiled and learned over to him. Slowly and surely leaned forward and placed a small kiss on his lips.

“I don't care Steve,” He said softly, “You are absolutely perfect to me.”

[catko]

Name: catko (2)
Team clubs
Fandom: Glee, Blaine/Kurt

"Always. Blaine."

Kurt smiled and slipped the card back in the envelope. He changed to home clothes, all while holding onto the envelope with his New York address and Blaine's Lima address, a literal representation of their LDR. He put on an apron and started pulling things out of the fridge for dinner, tucking the card in the apron pocket.

But something was scritching at the back of his mind. He went to the mantel and looked at the other cards there. "Miss ya, baby! Love you. Blaine." "Wanna sex u up. Love, Blaine." "Love." "Love."

He stared at the newest card, at that "Always." Suddenly, he felt scared.

[queer_theory]

Name: Heather
Team: Clubs

Fandom: My Mad Fat Diary, Rae and Archie

She sighed softly, her breath clouding the glass she held to her lips. As Rae took a sip of whatever drink Archie had handed her, she was certain she could feel eyes on them, other pub patrons boring holes into her back as the two sat in silence. She studied Archie as he opened his mouth to speak, then closed it. Friday was only a day away now, the day their fates would be decided. She took a deep breath and offered Archie a smile, reaching across the table to take his hand in hers. "We'll be okay," she murmured, and she almost believed it.

[caitieness]

Name: Caitie
Team Diamonds

Fandom: Gone by Michael Grant (spoilers for Fear and Light probably)

He almost believed it, looking at the kids laying on the grass sunbathing. He almost believed that this would work, that this new society could prosper even in a world like the FAYZ. But Sam couldn't keep the doubts from edging into his mind -- the images of Drake filtering through every thought, the fear of what Cain was doing to Perdido Beach, the revulsion at the thought of Diana's growing stomach. And worst of all, he couldn't help but worry -- every second of every day -- for Astrid. With those things in mind, he couldn't truly believe Lake Tramonto held the salvation everyone desperately wanted.

[hanorganaas]

Name: Nor
Team Spades

Fandom: Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., Coulson/May

Phil Coulson couldn't truly believe that Melinda May held the salvation he desperately wanted. Years after Bahrain there were still demons she was fighting. How could a man damaged by the shadow of death fall in love and find salvation in someone as damaged as him?

His eyes fell on Melinda's hands. They were inches away from his scar. He never flinched. He never winced. Hell he never slapped her hands away. He looked into her eyes and felt all the tension flow from his body. There was a mutual understanding, he trusted her.

Because she was just as damaged as him.

[catko]

Name: catko (3)
Team clubs
Fandom: Firefly, Mal

Because she was just as damaged as him. That was the truth of it, if he were honest. Sure, he could pretty it up to Zoe, and even to himself, it was all about freedom, gettin' a cook, and havin' a life. I mean, he was sincere about all that. Get them both off of the dirt and into the sky. But what it came right down to was--he needed Serenity, needed to see in every crack and cranny and sheared bolt and shot-to-hell capacitor that if she could make it, ragged and abandoned as she was, then so could he. He could make it, too.

[mihnn]

Name: Mani
Team Clubs

Fandom: Reign

He sighs, for it is not the first time his father had told him to step back and wait, to stand stiffly with his wooden sword in his hand as his brother is taken under a welcoming arm to be shown how to fight, and how not to yield.

It is not the first time and it will not be the last, Francis thinks, as he watches the laugh his brother shares with the King as they practice their lesson.

He will be king one day and he will rule France, but today, he is second in his father’s eyes.

Mani | Clubs | 01

[hanorganaas]

Name: Nor
Team Spades

Fandom: Glee, The Hummels + Finn

Today he is second in his father’s eyes.

Kurt had tried so hard to get his father’s approval. He tried enduring football games and greasy food. But no matter what he did, he strayed away from the things his father loved and tended to love fashion and showtunes. He wasn’t the boy his father wanted to raise.

But Finn was.

Kurt curled his fists as he watched his father talk to Finn about the things he could never talk about with his “big gay son”. Finn was the boy he always wanted. Kurt swallowed his tears.

This was a mistake.

[severina2001]

Name: severina2001
Team Team Clubs

Fandom: Live Free or Die Hard, John/Matt

This was a mistake.

John hesitated with his raised fist inches from the door, tried to take in a steadying breath. Who was he fooling? He was a bald, broken-down cop with a bum shoulder and one foot over the retirement line. And Matt was… well, Matt was everything. He's crazy to think the kid would want anything to do with a walking disaster like him.

He likes you, John, he hears Lucy say exasperatedly. When are you going to man up and do something about it?

John squares his shoulders, takes another deep breath.

Now, Lucy, he thinks. Now.

[aryas_zehral]

Name: Sayra
Team: Spades

Fandom: The 100.

This was a mistake. He should never have come down here, should not have let his heart dictate. He could always have followed later. Wells knew his father would have ensured that he got onto one of the drop-ships, that even if a thousand people had to die Wells would never have been one of them. And yet he had chosen to break a law, to break it in such a way that his father could not be so blatant in his usual favouritism, he had to charge him. Now he was down here, Clarke still not speaking to him, waiting to die.

[ondragonflywing]

Name: Mollie
Team Clubs

Fandom: The Vampire Diaries

She sighs. There are times when immortality wears thin. Her brother would be so disappointed if he could hear her thoughts. But she didn’t want to wage an eternal war against humanity. To make hybrids. She didn’t necessarily feel they were better.

She envied humans. She envied their ability to truly live, the feeling of running out of time. She envied their ability to have children, to fall in love and make families. She envied their ability to not watch everyone around them die for generations and generations.

This was Rebekah’s darkest secret. She wanted to be loved. And human.

[ranereins]

Name: Rane
Team Hearts

Fandom: Almost Human, Dorian

Dorian wanted to be loved. And human. He was made to feel, look, sound, and behave like a human; he even had a soul… synthetic or not, in his mind it counted. But when it came right down to it, he was silicone and metal and circuitry and he was constantly reminded of that fact by everyone.

Everyone except John. He invited him out for noodles or to a bar for drinks and always asked what he wanted. John made him feel like he was almost human, cared about even. Dorian wanted more, but for now, it was close enough.

[catko]

Name: catko (18)
Team: clubs
Fandom: Almost Human

Dorian wanted more, but for now, it was close enough. Not independent, but almost: able to come and go, meet his partner and not be “picked up from the shop.” Not on his own, but almost: in the lab, with Rudy, he had his own space, and not strapped to a stretcher, but a bed, in an old office, with a sink and everything. Not completely self-powered, but almost: still had to plug in, but hey, people had to eat, so it wasn’t totally different, right? And anyway, he could enjoy a good meal, so that was something. Not free of being a machine, but almost.

Not human, but almost.

[ondragonflywing]

Name: Mollie
Team Clubs

Fandom: Twilight

Almost. There was a moment when she was almost his. When his lips pressed to hers and her fingers tangled in his hair. He could feel her giving herself over to the sensation. To the idea of being with him. He could see a future. Her, him, babies. Free and safe from vampires. Part of the pack.

And then the moment had slipped through his fingers. She pulled away. Looked at him. Spoke his name. And said, without saying it that all that he had to offer was not good enough.

She didn’t need fire. She wanted to love ice.