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Jan. 25th, 2010 07:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Hmm. I haven't written any drabbles in a while. And I'm attempting not to get out of the writing habit while buried under thesis work. So, um, prompt me?
just throw a character or pairing and a prompt at me; you know the sort of thing. (Probably best to stick to Watchmen and Petshop of Horrors at the moment; I'm a bit hazy on most other fandoms these days...)
ETA: So these are ficlets rather than drabbles, because apparently I can't do word-limits these days.
just throw a character or pairing and a prompt at me; you know the sort of thing. (Probably best to stick to Watchmen and Petshop of Horrors at the moment; I'm a bit hazy on most other fandoms these days...)
ETA: So these are ficlets rather than drabbles, because apparently I can't do word-limits these days.
Re: ooh!
Date: 2010-02-04 06:53 pm (UTC)The nonsense is usually stories of implausible adventures had by the cats. They're actually quite good. Which occasionally makes Dan wonder whether he should've gone into writing children's books instead of fighting crime.
drabble-ish thing (couldn't resist)
Date: 2010-02-05 02:51 am (UTC)"Hey," Dan calls. There's a question in his voice. Adrian's been holed up in his study all afternoon, and sometime around three hours ago, he stopped responding to Dan's notes. In hindsight, Dan probably went a little overboard in response, but it helped him resist the growing temptation to invade Adrian's cherished inner sanctum outright. He'll just plan to find the stack of little paper scraps and toss them tomorrow anyway.
Adrian reappears (he's probably just put the kettle on, if experience is any indication) and comes around to sit next to Dan on the couch. "Good evening." His face is calm, but the circles under his eyes are more sharply defined, and Dan sighs inwardly.
But then Shadow twines himself around Adrian's ankles, and Adrian looks down. "Hello there," he says quietly, leaning down to stroke him. "Vous êtes déjà revenue de Paris, hein? I take it the all-cat cabaret in Montmartre didn't work out. Pity."
He looks up at Dan, then, with a smile, and Dan's not worried anymore.
*squeak*
Date: 2010-02-05 09:31 am (UTC)(And I sort of wish there was a picture book about Shadow's Parisian adventure now.)
Re: *squeak*
Date: 2010-02-05 03:17 pm (UTC)(I think you have hit upon the perfect second career for Dan. I imagine they'd be something like the Babar books, only with cats, and probably owls too.)
Re: *squeak*
Date: 2010-02-07 02:57 pm (UTC)*is ded*
Date: 2010-02-07 03:16 pm (UTC)(Adrian says he'll be back momentarily, he has something in his eye.)
Re: *is ded*
Date: 2010-02-07 11:33 pm (UTC)