Non-Fandom Drabbles
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bending_sickleWhat does it mean when no one misses you or gives you the time of day? When appointments to which you arrive - flustered, panicked, on time - are waved off with a "Give me five minutes," which are really ten, fifteen, twenty... When you forget what your ringtone sounds like because the last time it rang you were in a whole other month. When no one moves out of the way when you have the right of way. When no one knows where you are, ever.
Sean staggered, the stranger limp and heavy in his arms. He pressed a hand to the man's back, trying to pull him up, and felt a wet warmth spread up beneath his fingers to stain the man's jacket/ Jerking his hand away, Sean saw blood blossoming under the intact clothes.
The goat of Doom (Frank, to his friends, if he ever had any) was really getting tired of marauding the forest. Goats aren't quite bult for picking around between roots. He didn't quite know where he was built for - his dreams were filled with a mix of cliffs and fences - but he'd had enough. The goat made his way to the edge of the forest, which took a few days, and started walking. He wanted to walk away - away from the forest with tis gloom and roots and all nabber of scurrying things which, invariably, scurried away from him. He trotted a bit across a meadow, snatching up bits of grass and dandelion, delighting in the tall grass and unobstructed view. Once, he came across a ground squirrel and pranced with joy at it. The squirrel only chittered at him angrily for flattening its burrow entrance.
Sean staggered, the stranger limp and heavy in his arms. He pressed a hand to the man's back, trying to pull him up, and felt a wet warmth spread up beneath his fingers to stain the man's jacket/ Jerking his hand away, Sean saw blood blossoming under the intact clothes.
The goat of Doom (Frank, to his friends, if he ever had any) was really getting tired of marauding the forest. Goats aren't quite bult for picking around between roots. He didn't quite know where he was built for - his dreams were filled with a mix of cliffs and fences - but he'd had enough. The goat made his way to the edge of the forest, which took a few days, and started walking. He wanted to walk away - away from the forest with tis gloom and roots and all nabber of scurrying things which, invariably, scurried away from him. He trotted a bit across a meadow, snatching up bits of grass and dandelion, delighting in the tall grass and unobstructed view. Once, he came across a ground squirrel and pranced with joy at it. The squirrel only chittered at him angrily for flattening its burrow entrance.
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Date: 2009-10-02 06:01 pm (UTC)Wow, a really beautiful line. Powerful. Is this just a little something that poured out of you or did you have a specific scene in mind? Just out of curiosity. :)
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Date: 2009-10-03 08:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-05 12:49 pm (UTC)You should totally write more. I should, too. Everyone should.
*offers a plate of cookies*
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Date: 2009-10-05 02:37 pm (UTC)At the risk of being a shameless self-pimp, there's the Completed Fic Tag (http://sickle-stories.livejournal.com/tag/fics:+completed) (includes Firefly, Heroes The Dark Knight, Original Drabbles) and the in-progress, totally cracky, random and non-fandomy Heroes Manual (http://sickle-stories.livejournal.com/tag/fics:+hero%27s+manual).
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Date: 2009-10-05 04:14 pm (UTC)And self-pimping is totally awesome! Though I have never watched Firefly nor Heroes nor The Dark Knight. *shifty eyes* I do obsess about Supernatural and House, MD, though...
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Date: 2009-10-05 05:33 pm (UTC)Huh, no Firefly or Heroes? :P No need to be shitty-eyed about it. I've only delved a bit into House. (By the way, I'll stand by Firefly's awesomeness, but not Heroes.)
PS: Can I friend you on account of you being pretty awesome? Don't feel obligated to friend back (either this or my main LJ), but I'd just like to add you to my reading list. Don't think I won't track down your fics, or maybe poke you into writing more ;) (And squee at you over Supernatural, yes?)
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Date: 2009-10-05 06:35 pm (UTC)And you can squee to me about everything. :)
*offers cookies*
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Date: 2009-10-05 06:58 pm (UTC)There will be squee. A lot of squee :D
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Date: 2009-10-06 04:19 pm (UTC)May I ask whether I can add your personal journal, too? If so, where is it located? :)
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Date: 2009-10-06 05:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-09 04:27 pm (UTC)*grins* This is history, Adri.
*loves you like whoa* ♥
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Date: 2010-07-09 04:44 pm (UTC)You know I love you, right? Like, ridiculous, excited-puppy-bumping-into-walls, seals-clapping-and-hooting, high-pitched-squealing love.
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Date: 2010-07-11 04:03 pm (UTC)♥
We totally should schedule our virtual wedding for the 2nd October ;)
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Date: 2010-07-11 07:55 pm (UTC)Love the geek, yo.
♥
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Date: 2010-07-12 11:01 am (UTC)OMG EPICNESS :D ♥♥♥