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Apr. 25th, 2006 @ 04:00 pm will anyone actually take advantage of this?
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The first 15 people to comment on this post get to request a drabble from you. In return, they have to post this in their journal and write a drabble for you. 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.


Fandoms (including some I've never actually written for before- EXPANDING MY HORIZONS, YO!):

Andromeda
FF8, 9, X/X-2
FMA
Saiyuki
Harry Potter
Lord of the Rings
Star Wars (canon and EU up to the start of New Jedi Order)
Naruto
RENT
Stargate SG-1

So... okay, shoot, although I don't promise that whatever comes out will be at all sane. /disclaimer
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From:krillia
Date:April 25th, 2006 09:48 pm (UTC)
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Saiyuki.

Hakkai, and his opinions on the monocle.
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From:corellianrogue
Date:May 23rd, 2006 02:17 am (UTC)
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Okay.. here, FINALLY.. is.. *blinks* well, okay, it's definitely not a drabble anymore, but I didn't type it out in MS Word first, so I have no idea how many words. Enjoy.

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Monocles were useful things. They could help you see, for one. Not that that was why Hakkai wore his - not much could help the ruined ball of scar tissue that was his right eye - but that was an easy thing to let people believe. Oh, it still looked like a proper eye and would move and blink like the working one, but the best it could manage on a good day was fuzzy shadows.

No, the monocle didn't help him see. Quite the opposite, actually. It stopped other people from seeing in. If tilted at precisely the correct angle (an angle Hakkai had mastered within a week of getting the monocle) the clear glass coud flash as opaque as stone. Hakkai rather liked that about it, as if it were somehow poetic that something meant to aid in seeing should hinder it instead.

Of course, no one really looked at Hakkai anymore. They knew what they would see - a flash of a smile and a tilt of the head at that perfect angle - and Hakkai liked it just fine that way.
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From:corellianrogue
Date:May 23rd, 2006 02:17 am (UTC)
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Actually.. now that I see it typed out... that MIGHT be a drabble still. YAY! :D
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From:youko_astarael
Date:April 25th, 2006 10:41 pm (UTC)
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Ed and the hobbits. :D SHORT JOKES GALORE.
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From:corellianrogue
Date:May 24th, 2006 08:25 pm (UTC)
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Okay, seriously, this thing is trying to kill me, so.... *sighs* here's what I'm gonna do. Two options:

1. You can keep this request and I'll TRY to finish it. (although I make no promises)

2. I'll let you replace THIS request with one for TWO drabbles (ones that aren't complete crack like this was cause... well, apparently I just can't do crack) and I'll give you two for the price of one, so to speak.
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From:youko_astarael
Date:May 24th, 2006 10:31 pm (UTC)
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You don't have to do two. XD;

Just write something. :D *will like it*
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From:corellianrogue
Date:May 24th, 2006 11:02 pm (UTC)
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waaaaaaaaaaaaaah, but I must be challenged or I can't write. *is figuring this out* Trust me, things are much crappier if they don't come from somewhere other than my head.
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From:youko_astarael
Date:May 24th, 2006 11:11 pm (UTC)
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Okay then...uhm...

Jiraya meets Lust? XD;

...and if that is too much crack toss me an Envy and Pride. :B
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From:corellianrogue
Date:May 26th, 2006 07:25 pm (UTC)
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I have no idea where this came from, but.. well, here it is. Completely contrary to everything I've been saying. Oh well, that's plotbunnies for ya. As a bonus- see if you can guess which part of this disturbed me most while I was writing it. ;D

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His head spun as the Gate spit him out- this time, he hoped, in the correct world. Everything went round for a second, and he waited for the sensation to pass... until he realized that everything actually was round. Okay, so not Amestris.

He heard people coming up from behind him and spun around to find... tiny people. Shock rolled through his mind, followed closely by elation. HA! Now he had to get back home, just to stick this to Mustang. His dance of triumph, unfortunately, was interrupted by the smaller beings.

"Is that a human?"

"Can't be, he's too short."

The resulting explosion was often compared by future generations of hobbits to the story told by Nine-Fingered Frodo about the death of the One Ring.

"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!! Who's so short-"

The cry was cut off as a large set of doors opened behind him, pulling him in and disappearing with what sounded like an amused snort. Doors, however, as was well known, did not have senses of humor so that was impossible.

The two hobbits stared for a while longer before deciding they'd simply had too much ale.

And life continued in the Shire much as it always had, with, for just a moment, a hint of darkly amused laughter ringing on the gentle Shire breeze.
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From:youko_astarael
Date:May 27th, 2006 06:33 am (UTC)
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...I love you. LOVE YOU. XD;;;;;;;;;;;;
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From:corellianrogue
Date:May 23rd, 2006 02:28 am (UTC)
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Here you go. It got away from me, so it is not a drabble. Oh well. I'm sure you'll be heartbroken about that.

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The shudders were finally following the retching into stillness when the jacket landed on his shoulders. The unexpected warmth reminded his body that it was freezing and started up the shuddering again. He was sure if that helped his mood or made it worse.

The hand that landed firmly - was it with censure or support? he couldn't tell - on his shoulder confirmed his finder's identity.

"Fuck you, Mustang."

"You are not old enough, pretty enough, or, frankly, female enough for that, Fullmetal. Can you stand?"

"Is that an order, sir?" His only response was a hand held in front of his face. He considered it, checking carefully for any possible trickery and pondering the rough probability of his being able to make it to his feet on his own before taking the hand. "It's been a bad day."

There, that was almost an apology.

"I know. You did a good job, though."

If only it weren't a crime to attack your commanding officer. "A good job?! How many families lost a father today because of me?"

"That's true, Fullmetal. But-"

Oh, how he hated that look.

"-how many Amestran families still have fathers tonight because of you?"

He was in no mood for logic tonight. "Shut up, Mustang. I don't want to hear it... Not tonight."

"Ah yes, I suppose not."

A pair of hands on his shoulders turned him around and guided him back toward the almost-comforting camp lights. It didn't occur to him and wouldn't until much later that for all the lights to be lit, he must have been missing, sitting there retching on a battlefield where too many people his age had fought and died, for quite a while and that it might be a little unusual for the officer in charge of an entire forward camp to go looking for a single unaccounted for soldier.

He never meant for Mustang to hear when he muttered, "I don't know if I can do this much longer," but Mustang was known for being contrary.

"You won't have to." Equally quiet, whether a promise or a reminder, neither knew, but it was enough.
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From:corellianrogue
Date:May 23rd, 2006 11:08 pm (UTC)
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Aheh.. uh... so, I was writing the drabble below this one.. the Anakin and Ed one... and guilt popped to mind.. and... Well, blame alter!Ed for being easy to write for, dammit. I claim no more responsibility for this.

I spose you could say it fits in Alter!verse.. you know... if you want.

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Guilt was a funny thing. Simple word, too. Just a tapping motion above the heart. Poetic. Or a single sound forced out through a throat too tight, like the kind you get when you've wanted to cry for a good long time but don't dare let yourself for fear you wouldn't stop.

Guilt can hold you back like a noose, or it can drive you to the ends of the earth like Io's fly, not giving you a moment to stop and catch your breath or think or do anything but try to get away from it, fix it, stop it.

Any means is justified. Any crime, any wrong couldn't possibly add any more to the guilt than a single raindrop could raise the level of a river. They have no meaning, no reason for you anymore. They are just a way to stop the guilt, right the original wrong. There is no good or evil beyond that driving need, that compulsion to undo what you did, to close and lock the doors you unwittingly found like the trapdoor in a funhouse.

Or a madhouse. You'd believe either.

You sometimes wonder if one day you'll wake up and this madhouse nightmare will be over and he'll... but no. You don't let yourself wonder beyond that, do you? Because that would be a dream, and you don't allow yourself dreams. You say it's because they'd only slow you down, but it's really because you don't deserve them. Because you took his.

Congratulations. Guilty as charged.
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From:corellianrogue
Date:May 24th, 2006 08:24 pm (UTC)
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Maybe that means you should just give me more weird, random drabble requests in the future. Who knows, maybe someday I'll actually get a full fic out of one of these.
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From:moontyger
Date:April 27th, 2006 10:51 pm (UTC)
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If crossovers are allowed: Edward Elric/Anakin Skywalker, loss/sacrifice.

If not: Anakin/Obi-Wan, choices vs. inevitability
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From:moontyger
Date:May 4th, 2006 05:02 am (UTC)
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And also, here is my fic request meme.
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From:corellianrogue
Date:May 23rd, 2006 10:56 pm (UTC)
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Hm.. okay, this wasn't quite what I'd planned on answering yours with. In fact, I wasn't sure WHAT I wanted to answer yours with until I was sitting in class today and.. BAM plotbunny. It was weeeeeeeeeird. It got a weird spin, but I hope it fulfills what you wanted anyway. Enjoy. :D

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Once upon a time, once upon two times actually, two very separate times in very separate parts of the universe, two very different young men dealt with a very similar problem. They had very little in common otherwise - both were prodigies in their own forms of magic, both had been given the choice between a terrible good and a horrendous evil. It was this choice, actually, that had spawned their problem-

How does one absolve one's self from a guilt one is never sure will be paid off?

You see, the choice was this: to sacrifice many for the life of a single loved one. Not an easy choice for anyone, but especially not for the two young men, little more than boys really, who were forced to make it.

One accepted the offer which led him down a dark road to complete ruin. The other... didn't.

Neither was able to help their loved ones, but at least the one who chose evil tried. That was the catch, wasn't it? One knew he had tried but had the blood of a million innocents on his hands. The other... didn't.

Hadn't.

Neither was happy. Neither had gotten what they wanted. Both were guilty.

So, you see, these two boys really weren't that similar at all.
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From:moontyger
Date:May 24th, 2006 01:35 pm (UTC)
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thank you! That's awesome. ^_^
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From:corellianrogue
Date:May 24th, 2006 08:23 pm (UTC)
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Glad you liked it! :D