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fiction_drabblesSo I haven't posted here in a while, and I feel the need to catch up. Here are a few drabbles I managed to squeeze out before school, all in the same 'verse, in varying degrees of quality. :B
Title: Regulations
Challenge/Prompt: #20 Shadow
Original Fiction
Characters/Pairings: Ted
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Mine.
Summary: It's in his Contract.
Author's Notes: Just trying to get a hang in writing this character. :/ Not entirely pleased with it.
He doesn't want to wake her, even though he knows he should. Any conversation with the living has to be done outside of dreams, but she looks so peaceful in sleep, so much like the mother he never had, that he can't bring himself to wake her.
It's been a while since he's hesitated at doing his job. But it's not hesitation, he thinks, leaning into the shadows. It's outright refusal.
On the bed, she sighs, shifting on the covers.
His mouth contorts, too bitter to be a smile, and settles in to wait. There's nothing in his Contract against waiting, after all.
Title: Rules
Challenge/Prompt: #21 Orange
Original Fiction
Characters/Pairings: Ted, August, John
Rating: PG
Warnings: A little violence? Nothing graphic.
Disclaimer: Mine.
Summary: Ted and John get off to a great start.
Author's Notes: Hmm, I'm starting to like Ted's character, surprisingly enough. [:
John's hair is neon orange, and it's the only thing Ted's mind registers. "This freak?" he asks August, indignant.
"I'm not a freak," John pouts.
"It's in your Contract," August reminds him gleefully, resting his arm around Ted's shoulders with familiarity. If August wasn't his boss, Ted would shoot him. His aim's always been terrible, but from this close not even he could miss. August, probably reading his thoughts, the bastard, smirks. Ted glares.
"Get a room," John mutters, and Ted barely spares a thought for his perfect record before shooting him.
Damn immortality, he thinks, when in response John just shoots him back.
Title: The elephant
Challenge/Prompt: #22 Weapon
Original Fiction
Characters/Pairings: August
Rating: Pg-13
Warnings: Implied M/M relations, violence
Disclaimer: Mine.
Summary: August doesn't raise Reapers.
Author's Notes: While I'm getting a better idea of what I want Ted to be like, I'm still iffy on August's character.
August doesn't raise Reapers. He raises weapons of Death that hold him above everything they know, even the law of Contract.
They come to him in fear, in lust, in death, in youth. They all come with ideals and bargains, sweet on the tongue and sometimes in bed.
Ted is different from the others in only two things.
The first is that he comes with promises. He whispers them in August's ears that first night like they're secrets, precious and to be kept only between them, coveted, protected by the dark.
The second is that he comes with his own gun.
Title: Desert
Challenge/Prompt: #23 Wind
Original Fiction
Characters/Pairings: Ted
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Mine.
Summary: Ted hates Reaping in the desert.
Author's Notes: I'm trying not to make Ted tragic, but after this I can tell I'm going to have a hard time. :/
There are no such things as secrets in the Organization, not with August as boss. So of course everyone knows that Ted hates Reaping in the desert.
Ted keeps the reason to himself, though, and so does August, and he's glad that even after a hundred years nobody's ever learned why. There are guesses, sure, some as outrageous as the ones who make them, but none come close. Every few years, like clockwork, someone asks, but Ted never tells them how it's the sand and it's constant shifting, a reminder of how nothing is permanent, of how everything eventually moves on.
Title: A Haunting
Challenge/Prompt: #24 Curtain
Original Fiction
Characters/Pairings: Evelyn, Ted
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Mine
Summary: When she wakes it's still dark.
Author's Notes: Sort of a companion to the first one in this batch.
When she wakes it was still dark, with no light other than the artificial ones from outside shining in through the slits of the blinds on her window. Everything is in shadow, and though she can't see her feet, she can feel the cold air between her bare toes, and she can hear her breathing in the silence.
It's unnerving.
"Are you taking me?" she asks the darkness, not expecting any sort of response from the nothingness in the room.
The darkness doesn't answer, but something else does. "Not yet, Evelyn," it says. "You can rest for now."
Evelyn does.
Title: Caution
Challenge/Prompt: #25 Reflection
Original Fiction
Characters/Pairings: John
Rating: PG
Warnings: Implied M/M relations
Disclaimer: Mine.
Summary: It's never a good thing to go in unprepared.
Author's Notes: This... wrote itself, actually, and now I'm sitting here wondering if I should shift some plot points to accommodate it. :|
John was not so much warned as briefed about August. He was told the right things to say and when not to say them, how no lie could or thought would escape his notice, how August was an expert in manipulation and deception, how he never lies outright, how he was Life and Death to the Reapers he raised.
The briefing had taken over half of a day, and John had walked out an expert in all things August.
But nobody told him about Ted, or what he should do when he looked into Ted's eyes and saw himself reflected in them.
Title: Regulations
Challenge/Prompt: #20 Shadow
Original Fiction
Characters/Pairings: Ted
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Mine.
Summary: It's in his Contract.
Author's Notes: Just trying to get a hang in writing this character. :/ Not entirely pleased with it.
He doesn't want to wake her, even though he knows he should. Any conversation with the living has to be done outside of dreams, but she looks so peaceful in sleep, so much like the mother he never had, that he can't bring himself to wake her.
It's been a while since he's hesitated at doing his job. But it's not hesitation, he thinks, leaning into the shadows. It's outright refusal.
On the bed, she sighs, shifting on the covers.
His mouth contorts, too bitter to be a smile, and settles in to wait. There's nothing in his Contract against waiting, after all.
Title: Rules
Challenge/Prompt: #21 Orange
Original Fiction
Characters/Pairings: Ted, August, John
Rating: PG
Warnings: A little violence? Nothing graphic.
Disclaimer: Mine.
Summary: Ted and John get off to a great start.
Author's Notes: Hmm, I'm starting to like Ted's character, surprisingly enough. [:
John's hair is neon orange, and it's the only thing Ted's mind registers. "This freak?" he asks August, indignant.
"I'm not a freak," John pouts.
"It's in your Contract," August reminds him gleefully, resting his arm around Ted's shoulders with familiarity. If August wasn't his boss, Ted would shoot him. His aim's always been terrible, but from this close not even he could miss. August, probably reading his thoughts, the bastard, smirks. Ted glares.
"Get a room," John mutters, and Ted barely spares a thought for his perfect record before shooting him.
Damn immortality, he thinks, when in response John just shoots him back.
Title: The elephant
Challenge/Prompt: #22 Weapon
Original Fiction
Characters/Pairings: August
Rating: Pg-13
Warnings: Implied M/M relations, violence
Disclaimer: Mine.
Summary: August doesn't raise Reapers.
Author's Notes: While I'm getting a better idea of what I want Ted to be like, I'm still iffy on August's character.
August doesn't raise Reapers. He raises weapons of Death that hold him above everything they know, even the law of Contract.
They come to him in fear, in lust, in death, in youth. They all come with ideals and bargains, sweet on the tongue and sometimes in bed.
Ted is different from the others in only two things.
The first is that he comes with promises. He whispers them in August's ears that first night like they're secrets, precious and to be kept only between them, coveted, protected by the dark.
The second is that he comes with his own gun.
Title: Desert
Challenge/Prompt: #23 Wind
Original Fiction
Characters/Pairings: Ted
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Mine.
Summary: Ted hates Reaping in the desert.
Author's Notes: I'm trying not to make Ted tragic, but after this I can tell I'm going to have a hard time. :/
There are no such things as secrets in the Organization, not with August as boss. So of course everyone knows that Ted hates Reaping in the desert.
Ted keeps the reason to himself, though, and so does August, and he's glad that even after a hundred years nobody's ever learned why. There are guesses, sure, some as outrageous as the ones who make them, but none come close. Every few years, like clockwork, someone asks, but Ted never tells them how it's the sand and it's constant shifting, a reminder of how nothing is permanent, of how everything eventually moves on.
Title: A Haunting
Challenge/Prompt: #24 Curtain
Original Fiction
Characters/Pairings: Evelyn, Ted
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Mine
Summary: When she wakes it's still dark.
Author's Notes: Sort of a companion to the first one in this batch.
When she wakes it was still dark, with no light other than the artificial ones from outside shining in through the slits of the blinds on her window. Everything is in shadow, and though she can't see her feet, she can feel the cold air between her bare toes, and she can hear her breathing in the silence.
It's unnerving.
"Are you taking me?" she asks the darkness, not expecting any sort of response from the nothingness in the room.
The darkness doesn't answer, but something else does. "Not yet, Evelyn," it says. "You can rest for now."
Evelyn does.
Title: Caution
Challenge/Prompt: #25 Reflection
Original Fiction
Characters/Pairings: John
Rating: PG
Warnings: Implied M/M relations
Disclaimer: Mine.
Summary: It's never a good thing to go in unprepared.
Author's Notes: This... wrote itself, actually, and now I'm sitting here wondering if I should shift some plot points to accommodate it. :|
John was not so much warned as briefed about August. He was told the right things to say and when not to say them, how no lie could or thought would escape his notice, how August was an expert in manipulation and deception, how he never lies outright, how he was Life and Death to the Reapers he raised.
The briefing had taken over half of a day, and John had walked out an expert in all things August.
But nobody told him about Ted, or what he should do when he looked into Ted's eyes and saw himself reflected in them.