[drabble] Twenty-One Gift Drabbles

[mymisguided]

So, the other day on the YGO Fanfiction Contest Forum, we did a drabble meme, and I ended up writing 21 drabbles for it. This is the meme:

1) Give me a pairing 
2) Give me an AU setting
3) I will write you a three-sentence fic

Here are the drabbles I've written:

Pairing: Bakushipping | AU: Sailor Moon
For: Ryou VeRua | #

Comments

[elficiel]

Oh, I know this meme! I did one on my own LJ! Pretty funny indeed, though you always end up wondering how you'll finish your last sentence xD

Anyway, Jess, you must absolutly tell me your secret for getting so much ideas =O I really admire your ease in writing any pairing!
My favourites were the Casteshipping and the Bribeshipping! (always wanted to know what would happen if Rex was to win! Things surely got awkward for Mai! ;P)

It is too late to ask for some Fateshipping drabble? *puppy eyes*

[mymisguided]

Sure, I'll write you some Fateshipping! Can you give me an AU setting (or prompt/etc)?

And thanks! =D Hmm, I'm not sure what my secret is? xD; The prompts definitely help, the meme went really fast so I basically just wrote the first thing that popped into my head, and by sticking to the three sentences it was pretty low-pressure because I didn't have to think of the grander scale of the AU's? xD But yeah, the last sentence is probably the trickiest, especially for the more 'out there' pairings or AU's.

[elficiel]

'Out there' pairings are love! I should definitively try to write more with them :3

May I humbly ask for a post-canon drabble? As a prompt, the only word that comes through my mind is... 'Fate' (yay for originality xD)

[mymisguided]

Fateshipping (Raphael x Yami) | AU: Post-canon

He made a pilgrimage to that island, the place he'd been stuck on as a child, after it was all over with Paradias and he could start new, shedding the weight he'd carried about his shoulders for so many years; it was amazing how light he felt, how tall he could stand when he stepped onto that sandy beach and let the water run over his toes.

He glanced in the water, unsure just what kind of man he would see staring back at him. He saw a glimpse of something familiar in the water, the face of the man he'd beaten, the self-styled King of Games, but just as quickly it vanished and he saw his own face, the lines a bit too hard for his liking-he's not sure which face he misses more, the duelist's or his own, the way he'd looked before he knew what it was to have his soul locked away, with the fear of never getting it back.