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The Fandom Drabble Challenge
Every person on your flist gets to request a drabble from you. In return, they have to post this in their journal and write a drabble for you. (Or not. You choose. Non-writers & busy people are allowed to play.) Post all fandoms you're willing to write for. Your friends can pick a relationship, a story arc, a missing scene, or pretty much anything they want, unless the author has previously mentioned that they will not write it. They comment with what they want, and you write drabbles and post it in your LiveJournal.
Rules:
1. The author can choose three relationships and three story arcs they will not write, per fandom.
2. The author can set what rating levels they're willing to write for.
3. The drabbles can be no longer than 100 words.
My Caveats:
Fandom I'll write for = Buffyverse
Relationships I WON'T write: Ummm No Spike slash... other than that I'll give it a go!
Ratings I WON'T write = you mean there ARE ratings I won't write?? **scratches head**
Rating Warning: Many of the drabbles within this post are NC-17... so you have been warned!
Also, as an aside... this is FUN!!! I am more than happy to take drabble requests from people too busy to do them in return!
spikeskatThe Fandom Drabble Challenge
Every person on your flist gets to request a drabble from you. In return, they have to post this in their journal and write a drabble for you. (Or not. You choose. Non-writers & busy people are allowed to play.) Post all fandoms you're willing to write for. Your friends can pick a relationship, a story arc, a missing scene, or pretty much anything they want, unless the author has previously mentioned that they will not write it. They comment with what they want, and you write drabbles and post it in your LiveJournal.
Rules:
1. The author can choose three relationships and three story arcs they will not write, per fandom.
2. The author can set what rating levels they're willing to write for.
3. The drabbles can be no longer than 100 words.
My Caveats:
Fandom I'll write for = Buffyverse
Relationships I WON'T write: Ummm No Spike slash... other than that I'll give it a go!
Ratings I WON'T write = you mean there ARE ratings I won't write?? **scratches head**
Rating Warning: Many of the drabbles within this post are NC-17... so you have been warned!
Also, as an aside... this is FUN!!! I am more than happy to take drabble requests from people too busy to do them in return!
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Date: 18/4/05 11:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 18/4/05 11:49 am (UTC)*****
“For the love of...” Spike's frustration was growing by the minute, what did it take?
He ran his hand through his hair and growled quietly to himself before turning back once more to face the eager expectant eyes of the blonde in front of him.
Harmony’s smile began to falter. “Blondie bear?”
“Harmony, I am only going to say this one last time, so please try to get it through that mass of hollow fill you call a brain.” He watched as her face dropped and could almost feel sorry for her. Almost.
“Stop putting sodding sugar in my blood!”
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Date: 18/4/05 11:42 am (UTC)Spike/Tara would be interesting...
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Date: 18/4/05 12:01 pm (UTC)*****
He woke slowly, a cool cloth dabbed lightly at his bruised and beaten face. A gentle hand brushed his hair away, soothing some of the pain just by its mere presence. A soft sigh escaped him as he allowed himself to be pampered. The agony of the last few days of painful isolation melted away under her tender ministrations, a lone tear tracked its way down his face. He wasn’t alone. He wasn’t forgotten.
Soft lips brushed lightly across his forehead.
“It’s alright, Spike” Tara whispered quietly, “I’ll talk to her, make sure she doesn’t hurt you like this again.”
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Date: 18/4/05 02:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 18/4/05 07:57 pm (UTC)*****
“Slayer!”
Tingles of fear ran up her spine, telling her that a Master vampire was nearby.
She turned wearily, eyes searching the darkness for him. “What do you want, Spike?” Buffy tried not to show the panic she felt at being trapped, tired, in an alley with William the Bloody.
In a deadly blur of motion he had her pinned hard against the rough brick wall. His mouth lowered slowly towards her as he purred seductively, “You!”
Her world ended in a moan of pleasure as his lips met the soft skin of her throat, her head tilting back obligingly.
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Date: 18/4/05 02:18 pm (UTC)Anya/Giles concerning their kiss from Tabula Rasa post Hell's Bells.
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Date: 18/4/05 09:50 pm (UTC)*****
“More tea?” Giles asked solicitously.
“No thank you. It really is kind of you to let me stay here.” Anya looked around the neat little flat, “Bath is so pretty at this time of year, and after what happened I just needed to get away for a while.”
He smiled gently at her, “Yes, perfectly understandable. And you are more than welcome, my dear.”
Anya worried momentarily at her bottom lip, “Just because we kissed doesn’t mean that I will be giving you orgasms.”
Giles’ tea sprayed across the room. “I wouldn’t dream…” Not yet anyway, he thought to himself.
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Date: 18/4/05 04:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 18/4/05 08:42 pm (UTC)*****
She wandered aimlessly around the room, picking things up here and there, examining them with listless eyes. The door opened and she turned, only to stop short at the unexpected figure in the doorway.
Gunn cleared his throat, “Angel got tied up. Asked me to check on you.” He noted the deep circles of exhaustion under her eyes and the weary slump of her shoulders. “Is there anything I can get you?”
Buffy sighed, “Could you just give him a message for me?” A lone tear tracked unheeded down her face, “Tell him, Spike’s dead. He saved us all”
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Date: 18/4/05 08:01 pm (UTC)Gabrielle
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Date: 18/4/05 08:31 pm (UTC)*****
Willow eeped loudly as a hand snaked out of the darkness to descend upon her shoulder and spin her around.
“Angel’, she breathed. “What… why… is there something you wanted.” Her uncertain words stumbled over each other.
“Well, a kiss would be a good start.” His eyes burned with malicious fire, his grip tightened on her shoulder as he stepped closer and claimed her mouth roughly with his.
He felt her compliance as she melted against him, her arms snaking around him followed by the sharp stinging pain of wood driving into his heart.
“Fuck!”
“I don’t think so, Angelus.”
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Date: 18/4/05 10:00 pm (UTC)Re: Drabble
Date: 18/4/05 10:34 pm (UTC)*****
Faith’s hot, talented mouth surrounded his cock, sucking mercilessly on him. A hungry moan drew his attentions back to the writhing blonde on his left and he curled his fingers a fraction more to rub firmly against her G-spot. His mouth found Buffy’s and her tongue reached out to trace his lips, savouring the taste of Faith’s juices on them before devouring him in a mind numbing kiss. Faith’s leg snaked demandingly over them both in swift reminder and Spike broke off the kiss with a smile, returning his attentions to the sweet quim of the brunette on his right.
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Date: 19/4/05 12:09 am (UTC)Hope you like it!
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Her fingers traced slowly down his torso, trails of fire lingered in their wake, and it took every ounce of will he possessed to remain still and silent beneath her touch. He only hoped she would not notice, or if she did, wouldn’t realise that he could not be asleep with an exquisitely painful errection such as he currently sported. His cock reached eagerly for her, straining against the unyielding denim and cruel biting metal of his zip.
A moment later all attempts at duplicity vanished; he shot upright in the tub as her hand closed around his denim-clad length.
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Date: 19/4/05 01:09 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 19/4/05 09:13 am (UTC)Re: please please please
Date: 19/4/05 09:20 am (UTC)*****
“But, I don’t understand?” Rikku scratched her head, confusion evident in her every line.
“It’s really not that hard to understand, luv,” Spike rolled his eyes dramatically in a gesture clearly borrowed from Buffy. They’d been having this conversation for the last twenty minutes. “It’s funny, pet. They're just pretending to ride horses. They don’t really have any.”
“But… but… why?” She glared suspiciously at him, “I don’t believe you, I think you are making it all up, just to be a big meanie!”
Spike shook his head in frustration. And he thought it was difficult explaining ‘Python’ to Americans!
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Date: 19/4/05 05:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 19/4/05 10:14 pm (UTC)You want a drabble? I offer you a freebie... cause you have waaay too much writing to do to be doing drabbles at the moment and both the beta and the reader in me so very much wants the next chap of Fear!!!
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Date: 20/4/05 01:42 am (UTC)*****
OW! Buffy stopped to rub at the offended knee. It was all his fault. Coming in here destroying all her hard work. And what was with that anyway? He clearly said Saturday. What, don’t vamps have calendars? Stupid vampire! She was so gonna kick his cute little ass when she got down from here. Cute? No, she meant… skinny…that’s it. Skinny ass! Not that she’d been looking at his ass, nuh uh! Not her!
Anyway, he was so going to pay for scaring her mom, smashing the place up and making her crawl around up here and bang her knee.
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Date: 20/4/05 03:37 pm (UTC)And nope, not looking at that
hotskinny ass either ;>Thank you muchly.
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Date: 20/4/05 10:30 am (UTC)*****
“Yer serious?” Buffy drawled, bringing the bottle to her mouth on only the second attempt.
“Yeah, sure I'm serious. What, you don't?” Derek smiled disarmingly at his drinking companion, from what he’d seen tonight in the cemetery it wouldn’t do to piss her off.
“Nup. Not a cent. Some bullshit about 'sacred duty'.”
“Man, that really sucks.” He commiserated. An idea struck him, “You know if you’re looking to freelance, I could always use someone like you on my team.”
“Yeah? You got room for one more?”
“Sure”
Buffy fumbled for her cell-phone, “Spike? Willie's, now! We have a job.”
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Date: 21/4/05 01:04 am (UTC)I'd love a fluffy Riley/Buffy one. I know you write Spuffy but you have to admit that in the beginning that R/B was really 'Awwww' worthy.
Thanks!
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Date: 21/4/05 01:18 am (UTC)Secondly... you do realise that I hate Riley... I mean... not just dislike... but complete loathing! So... yeah... I will write your drabble... it just may take me a little time... **arghh runs screaming around house!!***
Ok... over that... kind of... Off to drabble! LOL... ok... payment in kind hey? A nice Spuffy moment please... doesn't have to be NC-17... just a nice moment.
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Date: 21/4/05 01:15 am (UTC)Anyanka and Angelus, in a humorous drabble. What an hilarious pair they would have made!
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Date: 21/4/05 02:58 am (UTC)*****
“It just isn’t allowed!”
“But why not?” He whined.
“Because, Angelus, I would be thrown out of Arashmaha. I don’t make the rules, and I don’t always follow them, but… well, this is a big one and D’Hoffryn would be really angry. So stop making silly puppy dog faces at me. It just isn’t going to work.”
“I still don’t see the harm; I mean it’s still vengeance so I don’t see how you are breaking any rules.”
“Look. I’m not turning Angel into a toad for making you sing Mandy. So just stop arguing about it!” Anyanka glared menacingly.
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Date: 21/4/05 03:48 am (UTC)*****
“Man, that was…”
“Yes, I must say, it was rather… wasn’t it?!” Wesley smiled affectionately at Faith. She’d come such a long way from the troubled rogue Slayer she’d been, to the confident young woman she was now.
“Wanna go again?” Faith looked hopefully at him through half lowered lashes.
“I’m afraid you will have to give me a few moments to recover,” he mumbled, embarrassed, “not all of us have Slayer stamina, my dear.”
Faith laughed happily and he marvelled again at the changes in her, “That’s ok, Wes, take all the time you need.” She lowered her sword.
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Date: 21/4/05 04:13 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 21/4/05 08:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 21/4/05 08:56 am (UTC)*****
“You’re kidding? Like totally?”
Her excited gush and large eyed look of adoration melted his heart. He had missed this, the easy friendship they’d shared had been lost for a while, but now sitting here with her listening avidly to his tales was the final balm to his wounded soul. Life was good he mused; sitting here on the sunny balcony of his and Buffy’s apartment trading tales with Dawn. What more could a fella ask for?
“Yeah, Bit, totally and completely incorporeal.”
“So you could, like walk through things?”
He grinned in remembrance of the pranks he had pulled, “Yeah!”
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