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sunnyd-lite.livejournal.com posting in slashthedrabble Jun. 16th, 2008 10:27 am)I like song prompts! Here are three BtVS and one SGA drabble. The song prompts are at the end of each drabble. Enjoy!
Title: A Perfect Leader
Author: SunnyD_lite
Fandom: BtVS Sn 6
Pairing: Andrew/Warren (sortof)
Rating: G
Warren was perfect. He gave them a mission. Together, with a little help from Jonathan, they would control Sunnydale. It like a LARP, but way better! They kept the treasure! (Two more figurines would complete his first run Star Wars series.)
Warren let him write on the Big Board. Warren knew everything. They had a lair. They had Dark Knight-like gadgets. Warren counted on him as his right hand man. They would be together, living as arch-villains, forever. Who could compare with a partner, partner in crime!
Warren's only flaw was not believing that Timothy Dalton as the best Bond.
a LARP is a Live Action Role Playing game.
Eagles' song Doolin-Dalton
Title: A Moment of Weakness
Author: Sunnyd_lite
Fandom: BtVS Sn 5
Pairing: Giles/Ethan
A moment of weakness. His Slayer – Buffy-- had died, mere hours ago, saving the world. Again.
The children were settled. They weren't children. At their age, his activities were anything but altruistic. They were stopping evil and he. He was proud of them.
But watching them comfort each other, he felt excluded, the Watcher's distance, like he rarely did.
He was alone.
His door was unlocked. His Glenkinchie sat on the table. A familiar scent hovered in the smoke-laden air.
"Knew something was up. Hello, Ripper."
He was weak. He submitted. Everyone needed someone to help them through the night.
Eagles prompt: Help me through the night.
Title: His Weakness
Author: SunnyD_lite
Fandom: BtVS
Pairing: Giles/Ethan
Rating: Hmm soft R?
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Just playing!
He kissed his way down a familiar, if slightly softened, chest, writing enchantments with his tongue.
The world was full of wonders. It would take a lifetime to sample them all.
Hands coasted up his neck, fingers carded through his hair, locking him in this place, in this moment.
He was Janus's favoured disciple, but now he worshiped at a higher altar.
No matter how far he wandered, he was always drawn back here. Skin on skin, groans and gasps their only communication.
Ripper was his strength. His weakness. Ripper was the center of his universe. The reverse wasn't true.
Eagles' song prompt: Center of the Universe
Title: Post Mission Medical Check
Author: SunnyD_lite
Fandom: SGA
Pairing: McShep
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Just playing!
"What did you get up to laddie? Leaves in your hair and your neck's covered in tree sap."
Diversionary tactics. Beckett couldn't suspect.
"Colonel Lost in Space thought that the most direct route was through a jungle. With Ents! The trees attacked us. Sap? Is there a rash?" Why hadn't they checked?
"Hey McKay, you were the one drooling over energy signals. And it wasn't a jungle; not even sub-tropical." He didn't look over. He could hear Sheppard's smirk.
As they left the infirmary, Rodney pulled a leaf from Sheppard's collar. "Okay that's it, no more 'walks' in the wood."
Eagles' song: A walk in the wood
Title: A Perfect Leader
Author: SunnyD_lite
Fandom: BtVS Sn 6
Pairing: Andrew/Warren (sortof)
Rating: G
Warren was perfect. He gave them a mission. Together, with a little help from Jonathan, they would control Sunnydale. It like a LARP, but way better! They kept the treasure! (Two more figurines would complete his first run Star Wars series.)
Warren let him write on the Big Board. Warren knew everything. They had a lair. They had Dark Knight-like gadgets. Warren counted on him as his right hand man. They would be together, living as arch-villains, forever. Who could compare with a partner, partner in crime!
Warren's only flaw was not believing that Timothy Dalton as the best Bond.
a LARP is a Live Action Role Playing game.
Eagles' song Doolin-Dalton
Title: A Moment of Weakness
Author: Sunnyd_lite
Fandom: BtVS Sn 5
Pairing: Giles/Ethan
A moment of weakness. His Slayer – Buffy-- had died, mere hours ago, saving the world. Again.
The children were settled. They weren't children. At their age, his activities were anything but altruistic. They were stopping evil and he. He was proud of them.
But watching them comfort each other, he felt excluded, the Watcher's distance, like he rarely did.
He was alone.
His door was unlocked. His Glenkinchie sat on the table. A familiar scent hovered in the smoke-laden air.
"Knew something was up. Hello, Ripper."
He was weak. He submitted. Everyone needed someone to help them through the night.
Eagles prompt: Help me through the night.
Title: His Weakness
Author: SunnyD_lite
Fandom: BtVS
Pairing: Giles/Ethan
Rating: Hmm soft R?
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Just playing!
He kissed his way down a familiar, if slightly softened, chest, writing enchantments with his tongue.
The world was full of wonders. It would take a lifetime to sample them all.
Hands coasted up his neck, fingers carded through his hair, locking him in this place, in this moment.
He was Janus's favoured disciple, but now he worshiped at a higher altar.
No matter how far he wandered, he was always drawn back here. Skin on skin, groans and gasps their only communication.
Ripper was his strength. His weakness. Ripper was the center of his universe. The reverse wasn't true.
Eagles' song prompt: Center of the Universe
Title: Post Mission Medical Check
Author: SunnyD_lite
Fandom: SGA
Pairing: McShep
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Just playing!
"What did you get up to laddie? Leaves in your hair and your neck's covered in tree sap."
Diversionary tactics. Beckett couldn't suspect.
"Colonel Lost in Space thought that the most direct route was through a jungle. With Ents! The trees attacked us. Sap? Is there a rash?" Why hadn't they checked?
"Hey McKay, you were the one drooling over energy signals. And it wasn't a jungle; not even sub-tropical." He didn't look over. He could hear Sheppard's smirk.
As they left the infirmary, Rodney pulled a leaf from Sheppard's collar. "Okay that's it, no more 'walks' in the wood."
Eagles' song: A walk in the wood
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The idea of John and Rodney being attacked by Ents amuses me no end. Hee! :D
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Ripper was the center of his universe. The reverse wasn't true.
Great lines!
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and line quotage!!! Squeee! Thanks so much (see's your icon and raises you)
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"Ripper was the center of his universe. The reverse wasn't true." Such a powerful statement and so true. Poor Ethan. :)
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Thanks for reading and commenting
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