Fiction Drabbles: 100-Word Challenge Community

Prompt 1 - Symbol

Sun, 23 Aug 2015 13:31:43 GMT

Posted by: dark_kana

Title:
Challenge/Prompt: Prompt #1 Symbol
Original Fiction
Rating:* G
Disclaimer: My universe.
Summary: Sarah hopes, against all hope, that her daughter will return from the war.

Sighing softly Sarah lights a candle. The flame protests a little when she places it in front of the window. There’s a slight draught coming through the cracks in the wood. Making the flame flicker. But it does not go out.
There are tears in Sarah’s eyes when she looks at the forest. Her daughter loved that forest. Just as much as she does.
“Come home safely, my child. Please. Let this flame guide you back home safely.”
It’s but a soft whisper in the night. And she hopes, against all odds, the light will make her wish come true..

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Original: Fear

Thu, 12 Jun 2014 14:59:42 GMT

Posted by: dark_kana

Title: Fear
Challenge/Prompt: # 110 death
Original Fiction: Shadows in the distance
Characters/Pairings: Alan, Caithlynn
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Mine
Summary: Alan and Caithlynn thinking about death and the fate of the world resting on their shoulders.

“Do you fear death?”
She looks up when he finally speaks. Surprised. “What?”
He doesn’t look at her, just continues gazing at the fire. “Do you fear death?”
They are whispering, not wanting to wake Frey.
“I guess I do. Yet part of me doesn’t. I don’t know Alan…”
She looks away, staring at the stars high above them. “I am afraid. Not sure if I’m afraid to die, really, not after all the battles. But… I am afraid to fail…”
She doesn’t need to continue. Because if one fails, all fail. And if all fail, the world is lost…

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Original: Sauna

Thu, 12 Jun 2014 14:40:34 GMT

Posted by: dark_kana

Title: Sauna
Challenge/Prompt: #109 Sauna
Original Fiction: Circle never ends
Characters/Pairings: Freya, Nick
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None (except perhaps some naked flirting in a sauna?)
Disclaimer: Mine
Summary: Freya and Nick visiting a private sauna

“Hmmm.”
She shifts her weight a little, leaning backwards, wiping the sweat of her forehead. For a second tempted to lay her head on Nick’s shoulder.
“What do you think of a swim in a couple of minutes?”
Humming she nods once. “Wonderful idea. I always forget how hot it becomes in a sauna after a while.”
Chuckling Nick leans in to kiss her. “I kinda like this private sauna.”
His fingers run over her naked back.
“Don’t like my bikini?”
He kisses her neck. “I like you naked like this.”
She lets her fingers tangle in his hair. “Likewise.”

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Original: Pool Party

Thu, 12 Jun 2014 12:31:23 GMT

Posted by: dark_kana

Title: Pool Party
Challenge/Prompt: #107 Lick
Original Fiction: Circle never ends
Characters/Pairings: Freya, Nick
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Mine
Summary: She throws Nick in the pool. With his clothes still on, of course. :p
Author's Notes:

She’s giggling when Nick gets out of the pool, clothes soaking wet.
Biting her lip she walks up to him. “Sorry…”
The tone of her voice is all but regretful though. Shaking his head he grabs her and pretends to throw her in as well. She’s laughing helplessly in his arms, her clothes slowly getting sodden as well. She doesn’t mind, the wind is warm enough.
“You’re lucky I love you.”
She turns to face him, still smiling. Kissing his lips before her tongue licks away some water running down his neck. It makes him shiver. “I love you too.”

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Original: After the end

Thu, 12 Jun 2014 11:56:45 GMT

Posted by: dark_kana

Title: After the end
Challenge/Prompt: #103 Toll
Original Fiction: Shadows in the distance
Characters/Pairings: Caithlynn
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Mine
Summary: The war has taken its toll.
Author's Notes: The war is over and the Wielders have gone home.

She flinches, every time she hears an unexpected noise. They startle her, still. She flinches, every time again…
Sighing she bents forward, pulling a bucket of water out of the well. Using a cloth the clean her old wounds before bandaging them again.
A sudden noise, she flinches, her hand moves to her waist, ready to take her sword. Before she realizes the war is over and there is no more need to fight. Still, she stays alert, she can’t help it. Every noise, every movement, everything… She notices everything, fears everything. The toll of war… She’ll never be free.

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Original: Smile

Thu, 12 Jun 2014 11:20:34 GMT

Posted by: dark_kana

Title: Smile
Challenge/Prompt: #100 Special
Original Fiction: Circle never ends
Characters/Pairings: Freya and Nick
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Mine
Summary: There are simple things in life that can make one happy.
Author's Notes:

There is an honest happy smile on his face when she hands him his drink.
“Hmm. Thank you darling.”
She returns his smile and sets herself right next to him on the couch.
“You mentioned it, last time, that is was ages ago and that you wanted it.”
Nodding he takes a sip before swinging his arm around her shoulders, pulling her close against his side, kissing her gently.
It was nothing special, buying him the special kind of orange juice he wanted. And yet seeing that childish happy look on her boyfriend’s face, kind of made it special indeed.

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Two Weeks (164 - Nothing)

Thu, 13 Jun 2013 04:03:54 GMT

Posted by: tanager

Title: Two Weeks
Challenge/Prompt: #164 - Nothing
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Original
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Language, mention of sex
Summary: “Brian’s cheating on you.”

“Brian’s cheating on you,” her best friend blurts after fidgeting all lunch, trying to drop the bombshell gently.

Oh.

Monica blinks, suppressing a one-shouldered shrug, as Kelly rushes in with disaster relief. “You deserve so much better than that asshole…” She hadn’t known, but she’s not surprised. Brian hasn’t been with her.

Yesterday, she gave them two more weeks, tops. They never fight. Warmth and laughter faded into coexistence, occasional banter, mutually convenient lies.

She was supposed to have a ‘romantic’ dinner with Brian tonight. She will.

She might as well make the most of two weeks of enjoyable sex.

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Check. (170 - Puzzle)

Sat, 08 Jun 2013 16:39:59 GMT

Posted by: tanager

Title: Check.
Challenge/Prompt: #170 - Puzzle
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Original
Rating: G
Summary: “So men claim when they lack incentive.”

“But that’s impossible—Your Majesty!”

“So men claim when they lack incentive,” the king refuted. He considered the chessboard, arranged mostly in starting position and in black checkmate. “I have faith in your ability, and I have given you incentive.”

“Please, Your Majesty―”

“I understand.” The king’s tone warmed, but not his eyes. “You want to live. We want Iridia. May we both have what we desire in one year… and Tandor will honor your service with a duchy. You may leave.”

Tandor’s chess master obeyed. Maybe plastered, he would believe that he could steal a country from a goddess.

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Angel's Demons (175 - Impulsive)

Wed, 05 Jun 2013 20:31:49 GMT

Posted by: tanager

Title: Angel's Demons
Challenge/Prompt: #175 - Impulsive
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Original
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Violence, implied past child abuse
Summary: She gets angry.

When Lily gets angry, she gets angry.

Everyone knows that Lily is an angel; in her floating, light-colored dresses, she even looks like one. She always says 'please' and 'thank you', she happily gives away the bigger share, and her words brighten anyone as surely and sincerely as her smile.

No one knows that she was expelled twice, the first time for bruising a boy's face and shoving his favorite teddy in his mouth.

Lily represses her demon's stirrings, sick and terrified. But the demon has power—and though she can't remember why, she always feels like she needs it.

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Exhale (172 - Invitation)

Tue, 21 May 2013 04:47:17 GMT

Posted by: tanager

Title: Exhale
Challenge/Prompt: #172 - Invitation
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Original
Rating: G
Summary: Nothing like understanding passed between them.

“Trust me.”

Seventeen years later, he could still hear…now and again…her mouth at his ear, exhaling the words in a crisp whisper.

He had not.

His eyes flicked to hers. Nothing like understanding passed between them, but he dipped his chin in assent before backing away to be swallowed by the crowd. He found himself straining to catch a last glimpse—of a mole-brown twist of hair, of the ivory buttons on her black sleeve—he told himself that it was as the elk watched the wolf, always, but that was not entirely right.

In any case, she was gone.

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More (167 - Crisis)

Sat, 04 May 2013 01:03:20 GMT

Posted by: tanager

Title: More
Challenge/Prompt: #167 - Crisis
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Original
Rating: G
Summary: “You’re doing important work. I hope you get him.”

He unlocked his front door with thoughts awhirl. The latest victim’s sister had found a store receipt that…

Natalie sat in a chair, waiting, with two bags packed. Blinking, he blurted, “What’s this about?”

She rose deliberately, eyes iced with respect. “John.” A euphemistic slur. “You’re doing important work. I hope you get him. I just can’t be here anymore.”

He raised his hands, placating, pricked with irritation as his deliberations scattered. “Honey, wait. Let’s talk―”

“Now you want to talk?” Bitterness, veiled as she gathered her bags. “Let’s be real.”

“You hate him more than you ever loved me.”

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Sunshine (173 - Depravity)

Thu, 18 Apr 2013 23:38:22 GMT

Posted by: tanager

Title: Sunshine
Challenge/Prompt: #173 - Depravity
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Original
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Violent imagery
Summary: “You don’t understand.”

“You don’t understand.”

Evelyn laughed. The sound fed itself like a row of bells ringing one another; it was too raw to be musical. “Of course not,” she answered, as lightly as if she’d been brushing a speck of dust off her blouse.

Their shared blood pulled Mia’s mouth into a smirk.

Evelyn tilted her head. Her lips curved with the slightest pout, her riptide-blue eyes sincere. “Good luck. I’m heading south to soak up some sunshine… if you capture one alive, would you please send him down?”

Remembering the hostage left behind—inside out—as a message, Mia nodded.

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to think, to do - #168: Help

Fri, 05 Apr 2013 08:34:20 GMT

Posted by: th3f4113n

Title: to think, to do
Challenge/Prompt: #168: Help
Fanfiction: Loveless
Characters: Ritsuka
Rating: PG13.
Warnings: Angst.
Disclaimer: Loveless belongs to Yun Kouga.
Summary: It wasn’t that he didn’t know what to think.
Author's notes: Spoilers for the recent Loveless chapters. Takes place during the time Ritsuka lost his bus pass.

( Read more... )

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Discount (168 - Help)

Fri, 29 Mar 2013 16:36:12 GMT

Posted by: tanager

Title: Discount
Challenge/Prompt: #168 - Help
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Original
Rating: PG
Summary: Sophia wasn't gambling her life.

Her eyes snorted. Sophia spoke patiently. "I hired Marcell. Where is he?"

"Give me a chance." The spindly boy in a drooping coat held her eyes with his, big and round like oil pools.

Gutsy imbecile. "Want to die, boy?" she fired. "This is a master's job."

"I'll do it for $2000." Barely 2% of Marcell's exorbitant rate. "And―you take me into the Veiled City."

Tempting, if she had time to kill. The floors of his eyes plunged into fathomless wells. Hers flared. He had the power, but the honed skill…?

"Deal." For her amusement, Sophia wasn't gambling her life.

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Relative Definitions (Free)

Thu, 14 Mar 2013 02:40:19 GMT

Posted by: larathia

Title: Relative Definitions
Challenge/Prompt: #179: Free
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Original: Ghost Garden
Characters/Pairings: Cyth
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Author's Notes: He's mine, he's all mine, you can't have him.

Freedom was a concept that Cyth had learned never to discuss. It meant different things to different people, who were all willing to argue at length about it.

Most people who knew him thought he wouldn't know the meaning of the word 'free' if it bit him; married to his job, they'd say. Married to his duty.

But he did know what 'free' was. It was, most simply, the capability to do what you wanted to do and not be stopped.

Married to his job? Chained to his duty? Cyth knew himself as the most free man on the planet.

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Present (174 - Restless)

Wed, 06 Mar 2013 21:18:57 GMT

Posted by: tanager

Title: Present
Challenge/Prompt: #174 - Restless
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Original Poem
Rating: PG
Summary: can a thirsty child thank to drink
Author's Notes: Is poetry accepted? I'm sort of nervous to post my poetry because I'm not sure it makes any sense. xD

once upon a time
is now,
our present already misremembered:
blood, flesh, tears forgotten
in the cold
soiled by footsteps
as arms heap up glittering stones.
we cannot give what we do not take.

blinding, untouchable, bland,
we scream
we are here!―and it echoes
as silence gives thanks that we are not.

nothing
was before us, before me.
we are creation.
we give and we take away
and we leave nothing
wasted.

the seas are mine
the stars are mine
wave, tear, hide, watch,
myself, mine to borrow.
can a thirsty child thank to drink
a drop
from endless lakes?

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Mastery (179 - Free)

Sat, 02 Mar 2013 20:20:25 GMT

Posted by: tanager

Title: Mastery
Challenge/Prompt: #179 - Free
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Original
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Violence (not graphic)
Disclaimer: It’s all mine.
Summary: Years upon years of freedom, from everything, to do anything.
Author's Notes: I may write more in this world.

The dream promised freedom.

…from the anxiety that clung like fog to every street and word. A grocery run tugged at spider-threads of alliance and enmity. Chances to kill and gain, exposed―by you? for you? He half-remembers constables, laws, another world's naïve playthings.

Someone was always stronger until no one was. Not this idiot, scavenging the Master's shed. She shatters, begging for her life.

He shuts her up.

Years upon years of freedom, from everything, to do anything. Take―or receive splendid tributes. Command―or accept solicitous service, hear artful ingratiation. Bound in silky ennui, he aches for the bite of fear.

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[Prompt] #179: Free

Sat, 02 Mar 2013 13:29:32 GMT

Posted by: sterling

Welcome!

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This week's prompt is... #179: Free.

If you're looking for ideas, and you'd like to read over the definition of the word "free" click here for Merriam-Webster's official write up.

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war stories / late response #173, #174

Tue, 12 Feb 2013 18:05:12 GMT

Posted by: ap0cryphal

COMMON TAGS
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Original
Characters/Pairings: N/A
Rating: PG-13 / K+
Warnings: Violence, Trauma
Disclaimer: Original work, my own stuffs, etc.
General notes: technofables. woot. as before, apologies for cut tag wonkiness.

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Title: "Damned"
Challenge/Prompt: #173 / Depravity
Summary: Regret is a weakness
Notes: :|
( read 173 )

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Title: "Insomniacs"
Challenge/Prompt: #174 / Restless
Summary: We went to war.
Notes: :|
( read 174 )

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Message, Part 1 (178 - Desk)

Mon, 11 Feb 2013 23:32:39 GMT

Posted by: tanager

Title: Message, Part 1
Challenge/Prompt: #178 - Desk
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Original
Rating: G
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: It’s all mine.
Summary: Her auburn waves and sparkling eyes won her many suitors.
Author's Notes: This will have a sequel drabble.

They called her Anna Belle. Her auburn waves and sparkling eyes won her many suitors.

One gave her side-splitting laughs and sandcastles; another, perfume and gold-chained pearls.

She loved the first and, threatened with disownment, married the second. Her Jamie moved away. Her husband was industrious, stoic―stone to her fire―but kind. In treacherous moments, she liked him. In seven years, he died.

Anna weeps.

At her desk, on a torn sheet from her journal (her husband’s gift), she writes to her lost love. She hurls the bottled message from their beach.

She does not hurl herself after, clinging to one-in-a-billion.

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Wish Fulfillment (#178 Desk)

Sun, 10 Feb 2013 14:15:17 GMT

Posted by: lbilover

Title: Wish Fulfillment
Challenge/Prompt: #178 Desk
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Lord of the Rings
Characters/Pairings: Frodo Baggins/Sam Gamgee
Rating: Mature
Warnings: NSFW
Disclaimer: Only borrowing Tolkien's wonderful characters. They emphatically do not belong to me.
Summary: A gardener's fantasy comes true.

( Wish Fulfillment )

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[Prompt] #178: Desk

Sat, 09 Feb 2013 13:09:08 GMT

Posted by: sterling

Welcome!

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This week's prompt is... #178: Desk.

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Hello Again (176 - Trinity)

Sat, 09 Feb 2013 00:46:41 GMT

Posted by: tanager

Title: Hello Again
Challenge/Prompt: #176 - Trinity
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Original
Rating: PG
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: It’s all mine.
Summary: “We’re not friends, Terry. You chose that.”

“You’re dead!”

She smiles. “I was. It didn’t take.”

They stand in a triangle, a mockery of an official meeting. Caelum’s eyes dance, his composure otherwise perfect. Terra grimaces like she’s smashed his kneecaps a foot before the finish line.

He mistakes Caelum’s quiet flexibility for weakness. But did your thugs ever touch toe inside Aeropolis? Aloud, she warns, “The Dei mean for Three to lead―not one. I know that. But They―and we―don’t need you.”

Terra awkwardly extends his hand. Mare snorts a laugh. “We’re not friends, Terry. You chose that.”

“What do you want…?”

She slides away. “Nothing, yet.”

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Looking Back (Success)

Wed, 06 Feb 2013 18:20:12 GMT

Posted by: larathia

Title: Looking Back
Challenge/Prompt: #177: Success
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Original (Vian)
Characters/Pairings: Rún/Leodhais
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Summary: Rún's life has, as the saying goes, been Interesting.
Author's Notes: Rún is mine; Vian is Doseki's.

Life was one of those things that couldn't be predicted, Rún mused, setting the Consort's Seal on a document.

If someone had told him when he was five that he'd live more than a hundred years, he would have laughed.

If they'd told him when he was thirty that he'd live to see a peacefully united planet, he'd have dismissed it as a pleasant but impossible dream.

And if they'd told him when he was seventy that he'd marry the boss's son and be happy about it, he'd have taken it as a threat.

Success could sneak up on you.

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[Prompt] #177: Success

Sat, 02 Feb 2013 13:06:27 GMT

Posted by: sterling

Welcome!

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This week's prompt is... #177: Success.

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