Comments | wily_serpent: Let's try this thing

wily_serpent

Let's try this thing

Mar 21, 2007 13:12

Gonna try a drabble meme, here. I'm not sure what kind of parameters to set, so let's just say I'll write about my character and one of yours (tell me which) in a situation that is ... hmm, let's see. Why don't y'all challenge me? Post-camp, during-camp, angsty, funny, smutty -- tell me which of your characters to drabble on, and what flavor ( Read more... )

first go-round

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worthtempting March 21 2007, 17:37:47 UTC

Hay angel XD

Sophie and Crowley, some point post-Calaphael. Genre of your choice, bonus points for involving tea and/or cookies.

wily_serpent March 21 2007, 18:40:56 UTC

1 drabble 4 U ♥ :

"You're back." He didn't look up from his book. Poor, stupid Ambrosio, led astray so easily. A pity more monks weren't that easy to toy with.

"I am."

"I told you not to bother." Now he did look up.

"You did, yes."

"Listen. I know what I said -- what he said." It was so much easier to think of Calaphael as someone entirely separate from himself, really. "But you don't have to keep coming back here. I get the point. You were his friend. Great. Kudos to you for befriending some needy little idiot who hadn't the slightest idea of how the world really works. You're off the hook, Sophie. You've done your good deed, but it's completely unwarranted. Ciao.At some point she had already come in -- she did that now, walking into his office whether he invited her or not, with fluid movements that were so perfect, they seemed not to part the air at all. She was a bold little slip of a thing, and despite everything else, Crowley respected that about her ( ... )

worthtempting March 21 2007, 23:57:07 UTC

Sophie studied the fallen angel over the rim of her teacup and idly wondered whether the beautifully translucent bone china was one of the perks of counselorship or his particular brand of sorcery. It was a truly perfect earl grey, and the bergamot steam just slightly diluted the sharpness of the features of the man in front of her ( ... )

wily_serpent March 22 2007, 02:01:57 UTC

It was dirty pool, he knew, reaching into her head and plucking out that little endearment, if "hollow child" could even be called such a thing. It had been designed to get a response -- any response would do, but he was hoping for anger, followed quickly by a hasty exit. He wasn't so lucky.

"The harm," he said, sipping the tea he'd pilfered from the angel's stash, "is that I'm not someone anyone needs to be friends with. The 'harm,' my dear, is that you're wasting your time. He didn't know what he'd become -- if he had known, he never would have asked such a stupid thing from you ( ... )

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love_flower March 21 2007, 18:04:40 UTC

Flonne and Crowley-san! Something cute, maybe.

wily_serpent March 22 2007, 03:09:53 UTC

There were days Crowley couldn't believe Flonne was a demon at all. She was so... cheerful. And small. And blonde. But mostly cheerful. Demons didn't do cheerful. The closest he'd ever seen Hastur to "cheerful" involved fire and entrails.

Other times, he was quite certain there was nowhere else Flonne could be from. She was like the "It's a Small World" ride, only more compact and mobile. A thing from Hell, certainly.

Today was one of those times.

"Crowley-san~? Aren't you listening to me?"

"Of course I am, Flonne," he replied automatically.

"I don't know what to do about it."

"But it's a dilemma!"

"Yes, my dear, but not an ethical dilemma ( ... )

love_flower March 22 2007, 07:24:07 UTC

o/~ It's a small world aaaaaaafter all!

vexxatious March 21 2007, 18:08:14 UTC

I cannot deny a fellow cleaning refusenik the opportunity for some official slacking via the medium of drabble.

Velaxis and Crowley, post Camp, funny/smutty, mention of wings if the opportunity presents.

wily_serpent March 21 2007, 19:58:21 UTC

(This one hit me as I was cleaning the bathroom. Fumes from soapscum cleanser? I dunno.)

"Don't be coy, Velaxis. You know I've been dying to know."

Those perfect lips curved upward as he stroked Crowley's cheek. "I'm sure I have no idea about what you're speaking, Mr. Crowley."

The demon smirked and dipped his head, nuzzling and biting at Velaxis' collarbone. "And I'm sure you do. You shouldn't play innocent; you're not that good at it -- take it from someone who knows. Tell me what you did with the doll ( ... )

vexxatious March 21 2007, 21:40:53 UTC

OMG, and possibly even WTF and BBQ! That was perfect! You need to sniff that cleaning fluid more often!

♥

wily_serpent March 21 2007, 22:12:12 UTC

YAY. THAT MEANS IT DOESN'T SHOW TOO BADLY THAT I HAD NO IDEA WHAT I WAS DOING. <3

I'm glad you liked it. :D

the_one_king March 21 2007, 19:22:13 UTC

Crowley and either Stan or Rozalin (or both if you're feeling masochistic; as a note Stan and Rozalin hate each other XDb). Um~ not sure what sort of prompt... how about dresses? Take that as you will 8Db

hench_wench March 21 2007, 20:00:57 UTC

Crowley and, if you think you could manage it, Dr. Harleen Quinzel. Which would make the time, uh. Pre-camp, actually. Or during. I complicate things! Not picky about genre~ If you need a prompt, uh. ... perhaps a career change?

wily_serpent March 21 2007, 20:02:29 UTC

Oh, god. What did I ever do to you? ♥

hench_wench March 21 2007, 20:13:39 UTC

Top. ♥