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Participants can create for either/both today's prompts or previous days' prompts (the latter on the previous days' entries).

Day 1 on IJ | Day 1 on DW
Day 2 on IJ | Day 2 on DW
Day 3 on IJ | Day 3 on DW
Day 4 on IJ | Day 4 on DW
Day 5 on IJ | Day 5 on DW
Day 6 on IJ | Day 6 on DW
Day 7 on IJ | Day 7 on DW
Day 8 on IJ | Day 8 on DW
Day 9 on IJ | Day 9 on DW
Day 10 on IJ | Day 10 on DW
Day 11 on IJ | Day 11 on DW


Prompt 1

Or this link to the YouTube video if embed doesn't work for you.
Nothin' On You by B.o.B. ft Bruno Mars

Prompt 2

Description: View of a Hawaiian beach as people swim with Diamond Head Crater in the background.

Prompt 3
late night rendezvous

Prompt 4
this had always been a safe place

Prompt 5
make it yours

Prompt 6+
joy | orange | curious | sitting

Guidelines:
- Drabbles must have a character of color/non-white character as the focus, whether singular or in a pairing.
- Drabbles are 100 words or in sets of 100 words. Iconbles are 2-4 icons of the same image with different textures/texts/colors/etc. Drawbles are up to the artist's discretion.
- Prompts can be interpreted however you wish.
- Drabbles can be posted in its entirety in the comments of that day's prompts or linked elsewhere (on LJ, personal website, AO3, etc) with header information listed.
- Subject title format: Title, Fandom, Character/Pairing
eerian_sadow: (epps)
From: [personal profile] eerian_sadow
Prompt: a picture (View of a Hawaiian beach as people swim with Diamond Head Crater in the background.)
Note: follows this response from yesterday.


“Baby, are you sure the kids are okay?” Monique frowned as they made their way from the hotel to the beach.

“Moni, the kids are fine. Will and Sarah are taking good care of them.” Bobby said, with a reassuring smile. “They’re probably not even homesick out at the farm.”

“Are you sure they can handle them? I mean, five kids is a lot and Annie’s not used to so much company and--”

“Babe.” He reached out and pulled her close. “The kids are fine. Will and Sarah are fine. Annie’s fine. Now, quit worrying and enjoy this expensive vacation.”

Beach Scene, Fastlane, Deaq & Van (prompt 2)

Date: 2011-10-12 09:16 am (UTC)
misura: WC - Neal writing on window (Default)
From: [personal profile] misura
Warm sand. Hot sun. Cool water. Gorgeous women in bikinis.

Perfection according to Deaqon Hayes.

"Here, rub some of this on me, will you?" Van tossed - tossed some sunscreen at him.

Deaq was too mature to toss it right back. "Do it yourself." Also, he really didn't want to get up right now. Sure, they were supposed to be working – unlike Some People, Deaq had paid attention during the briefing, but, well. A man needed his relaxation every once in a while.

"I'll get sunburn. You want me to get sunburn?"

Hopeless. Like talking to a small child.

"Fine."
hellkitty: (Kitten in basket)
From: [personal profile] hellkitty
The Colonial Mayor wrung his hands, looking over the 2nd Bat like they were secondhand goods. Vasquez stiffened as his eyes fell on her. Eh, pendejo, start something, she challenged, jutting her chin. Beside her, Drake stirred, halfway bristling and halfway trying to calm her down.

“This,” the mayor began, after another moment, “has always been a safe place.” Vordian, the new start for some group of religious loonies, the kind that think a man should have two wives. One to suck his cock, the other to cook him breakfast. Asshole.

“Not if you need us, it isn’t,” Vasquez snarled.
sharpest_asp: Black and white art of a hissing snake arounda  dagger (Default)
From: [personal profile] sharpest_asp
Pep Talk (100 words) by faviconMerfilly
Fandom: Alien: Resurrection (1997)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Christie (Alien Resurrection), Vriess (Alien: Resurrection)
Summary:

Christie tells Vriess how it is.

Icons, The Office, Karen Filipelli

Date: 2011-10-12 03:05 pm (UTC)
gloss: woman in nightgown laughing (P&R: Ann/Leslie at home)
From: [personal profile] gloss
prompt: sitting

1 2 3 4
ambyr: Zuko with a fish on his head. Text: Not amused (zuko)
From: [personal profile] ambyr
“You know,” Stephen says once, speculatively, while they sit sipping wine, “Now that Bang Bang’s on board--you are sticking around, aren’t you?”

She tilts her glass sideways: maybe. He takes it for a yes.

"--we should run a job in Tokyo. Two gaijin businessmen worth millions, you the wronged woman out for revenge: what do you think?”

She thinks she’ll travel the world with them until they bore her, playing their games in Vienna and Santiago and Johannesburg. But Tokyo is her refuge. Tokyo is home.

Some moments call for unambiguous gestures. She empties her glass over his head.
ambyr: icicles fused end to end and wrapped in a spiral around a young tree (nature sculpture by Andy Goldsworthy) (Winter)
From: [personal profile] ambyr
Jin finds the woman in the alley three days after the city's liberation. She’s curled up on herself, but not enough to hide her split lip and blackened eye.

Like a stray komodo kitten, she’s skittish. It takes smiles and soft words to coax her inside.

“Who are you?” Jin asks, finally, when they’re both sipping tea.

"Joo Dee." The woman flinches. "No. No. That's not me."

Jin bites her lip, wanting to comfort and not knowing how. “Maybe--I had a sister, once. Mei-Zhen. Would you like her name? Until you remember yours?”

The woman--Mei-Zhen--hesitates, then nods.
destinyislands: Smiling teen (Default)
From: [personal profile] destinyislands
The air was different here than back home. That was the first thing he noticed. Natsume dug his feet into the sand. It was hot and grainy, but something about the texture of it felt nice. The sky was clear here like it was back home. When he'd lived further in towards the city, the sky had never looked this clear. When he'd moved in with the Fujiwara family, the scenery was one of the things he'd loved most about being there, but lately, it'd felt like he hadn't really noticed it anymore.

Maybe because it's home now. Taking in everything before him, he remembered, and he knew he'd get that same sense of wonder when he returned back home again. He thought it was amusing, how much he'd started taking things for granted. But at the same time, it made him happy that he had something he could feel that way about to begin with.

"Natsume, come on! Let's play volleyball!" Nishimura waved over to him.

"I'm coming!" Natsume put down the things he'd brought with him next to everyone else's. He smiled, running to where the others were playing at. I have a lot to be happy for.
destinyislands: Smiling teen (Default)
From: [personal profile] destinyislands
"Do you think Yuki's home right now?" Nitori felt a little anxious. It'd been awhile since their last visit. "Do you think we should have called ahead?"

"It'll be fine. If she's not home, we can visit another time." Takatsuki knocked on the door.

A lot had changed over the years, but this was something that hadn't. Yuki's place always felt like a safe haven away from the rest of the world. Right now, the world didn't feel exactly inviting.

The door opened. A familiar face greeted them. "Oh, it's you two! Come in."

Somtimes, people need a safe place.
destinyislands: Smiling teen (Default)
From: [personal profile] destinyislands
Shiki studied each color of thread, looking for just the right one to match the new fabric she'd just bought. She wanted it to look perfect. She wanted it to be perfect for Eri.

This one maybe? This one would make for a nice contrast though... Eri would have probably had the first in mind when she made the design, but...the other color would complement the material more. Shiki went ahead and bought the second one. It doesn't matter if I follow everything exactly. So long as it looks good.

At the very least, it would definitely complement Eri.
destinyislands: Smiling teen (Default)
From: [personal profile] destinyislands
"You know, you could have every youkai in the area under your control with that book." Nyanko-sensei said in between mouthfuls of food.

"This again. I told you, I don't want that." Natsume tapped his pencil idly, his focus half on the math homework in front of him.

"I know, I know. You want to be foolish and give back all their names. At this rate, there will be nothing left for me."

Natsume fired back. "At this rate, there won't be any food left."

"I'll remember that next time you're screaming my name for help."

"Whatever you say, Sensei."
ambyr: icicles fused end to end and wrapped in a spiral around a young tree (nature sculpture by Andy Goldsworthy) (Winter)
From: [personal profile] ambyr
Nikki stares down at her son, at the curve of his eyelashes and his plump, round cheeks, and wonders how she ever made something so perfect. In the bedside lamp's soft yellow light, his skin glows like some metal too precious to be named.

"Hey, baby," she says softly. He doesn't stir. Time, then.

She slips into her coat and gathers up her things--knives, stakes, crossbow--but her eyes never leave her son.

She has work to do tonight: a date with a demon, a city to keep safe.

But her most important mission is coming back to him.

Joy, Stargate SG-1, Drey'auc

Date: 2011-10-13 07:48 pm (UTC)
lady_katana4544: (Default)
From: [personal profile] lady_katana4544
Prompt 6: Joy
---
Her joy in life consisted first of her Teal'c and then later of their son when he had come into their world.

When Teal'c became the First Prime of Lord Apophis, her joy increased as did the standing of their family as she knew it would. They were closer now to their god and shared the joy of serving him.

She knew there were those who jealous of what she held her joy, but she shared it with the wives of the other warriors that served with her husband.

Part of her joy was destroyed by her husband betrayed them.

Date: 2011-10-14 06:27 am (UTC)
eerian_sadow: (Default)
From: [personal profile] eerian_sadow
Prompt: late night rendezvous

He wrapped his arms around himself more tightly, wishing he’d remembered to grab his jacket before he left the party. One of the guys would grab it for him, but it didn’t help him now.

“Raul?”

“Hey, you came.” The human turned and gave Tracks a weak smile. “I wasn’t sure you could make it.”

“You sounded like you needed me.” The Autobot transformed and sat next to his friend. “What’s wrong?”

Raul climbed the mech’s leg and rested against Tracks’ abdominal plating. “Same shit as always. Someone always thinks I’m not good enough.”

“You’re always good enough for me.”
misura: WC - Neal writing on window (Default)
From: [personal profile] misura
"You smell of oranges," Tamaki said, beaming and as lacking in discretion or sense of propriety as always. "Things went well with you and Kuze, then?"

"Tolerably well." Kyoya's tone did not invite further inquiries.

"I'm glad." The most annoying thing was how sincere Tamaki sounded. "Good friends shouldn't be fighting with each other."

"Kuze and I are hardly friends."

Tamaki smiled indulgently, as if Kyoya was being deliberately coy, as opposed to completely serious. "Lovers, then."

"And doesn't Dad mind Mom having an affair?"

Not even a blink. "Dad is okay with anything so long as Mom is happy."

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