October 2nd

[bridgetmkennitt]

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



Prompt 1

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Only Girl (In The World) by Rihanna

Prompt 2

Description: Cherry blossom trees are in full bloom in a garden beneath a Japanese castle.

Prompt 3
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
- Lord Byron

Prompt 4
"Just don't give up. I'm working it out. Please don't give in, I won't let you down."

Prompt 5
no hands

Prompt 6+
smile | fire | green | celebration


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

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Bloom of Imagination, Akira, Kei/Kaneda

[sharpest_asp]

Bloom of Imagination (100 words) by Merfilly
Fandom: Akira - All Media Types
Rating: General Audiences
Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Kaneda Shoutarou/Kei (Akira)
Characters: Kaneda Shoutarou, Kei (Akira)
Summary:

Kei remembers pictures

To Open Her Eyes, Harry Potter, Padma/Lavender

[clare_dragonfly]

prompt: Lord Byron

Padma is the most beautiful girl in the world, and Lavender has no idea how to tell her.

It’s partly that most people only see her twin. Parvati is beautiful, too, though Lavender doesn’t look at her best friend that way, will never see her the way she sees Padma. When Lavender looks at Padma she sees the differences, and more than that.

Padma refuses to see herself as beautiful.

So Lavender starts small, subtle—Padma doesn’t know how she feels. “I’ll show you how to use mascara,” she says. “You have such beautiful eyes. You should show them off.”

Icons, Kaze no Stigma, Ayano Kannagi

[bridgetmkennitt]

Prompt: Only Girl (In The World) by Rihanna



Permanent link.

Icons, Real Person, Jessica Alba

[bridgetmkennitt]

Prompt: smile



Permanent link.

Date Night, DC comics, Cassandra Cain/Zoanne Wilkins

[gloss]

prompt: no hands

Fear floods her, endless torrents, as Zoanne crouches against the wall.

The muggers turn in a taunting circle around Cass, drawing nearer as they move, widdershins until their elbows touch.

Zoanne can't remember the last time she breathed; she's the worst coward.

"Hey, bitch --"

The guy's words are a trigger: Cass explodes, whirling, leg kicking out higher than her head, elbows crunching faces. No hands, all power. When she's finished, all six men writhe at her feet, begging for Mommy.

She beams at Zo, sweaty and radiant.

"Safe now," she calls. As Zo steps forward, she adds, softly, "sweetheart."

Notes, Harry Potter, Padma Patil

[clare_dragonfly]

Prompt: "Just don't give up. I'm working it out. Please don't give in, I won't let you down."

Parvati is sick. She took too long to tell Padma—more than a day, and the sickness is spreading, all over her body, turning her skin green, her muscles shaky, her will weak. She’s lying in her bed in St. Mungo’s, her eyes half-closed, as Padma scribbles feverish notes.

The healers don’t know what it is. They’ve never seen it before, even those doing the most cutting-edge research.

But Padma’s research, at the Department of Mysteries, is more cutting-edge yet. She closes her notebook and folds her hand over her sister’s, willing her not to give up.

Uncharted Territory, Star Trek XI, Uhura/T'Pring

[sidonie]

Prompt: All that's best of dark and bright

"You should not be here," T'Pring says. Her face is imperturbable, though wind has pulled a few strands of dark hair from her braided crown, let them drift about her face. She stops, half a meter from where Uhura is standing.

Uhura's first thought, immediate, unquestioned, is that she does not require anybody telling her where she should or should not be. She says as much, sharply. Sees the answering respect, the reckless darkness in a stranger's eyes.

“Return with me,” T'Pring says, and Uhura knows it for the invitation it is, and does not step back from it.

untitled, Young Justice, Artemis Crock

[tawny]

prompt: green

Image, The Demon's Lexicon, Sin (prompt 3)

[misura]

Sin knows better than to permit herself to dream, to fantasize; demons can take on any shape they want, and while some prefer a shape that will scare or impress humans, many will also choose a shape that will invite and tempt and seduce – not people like Sin, obviously; she's smart enough to know better, and she's seen what demons can do to the unwary, the innocent. When she dances for them, she's the one who's in control.

When she doesn't dance, when once she would have just been Cynthia, she remembers what she's seen and puts it to use.

A Sky Full of Pink, Peacemaker Kurogane, Hijikata/Okita (prompt 2)

[misura]

Cherry blossoms falling, Hijikata wrote with painstaking precision – there was an art to poetry as there was to swordsmanship, and given that he had mastered the one, there seemed no reason why he should be unable to master the other. He'd found a quiet spot, perfect for being discovered.

their shade the color of fleeting beauty, red on white, blood staining a white piece of cloth. Things better left unsaid, unwritten, ignored for lack of means to prevent them. Okita might be dead before the cherry blossoms fell again, or not. Hijikata might have joined him, or not.

of piglets

Cherry Blossom Watching, Samurai Deeper Kyo, the Four Emperors (prompt 2)

[misura]

"It's a state of mind," Akira informs Bontenmaru serenely, when solicited for an opinion regarding this whole cherry-blossoms-watching expedition – rather a waste of time for a blind man, Bontenmaru feels, so of course Akira has to go and be contrary.

Some distance away, Kyo is smoking a pipe and pretending not to notice the way Akari keeps scooting closer – more a waste of effort than one of time, Bontenmaru supposes, for all the good it will do.

Hotaru has found a butterfly to watch and follow around the garden, paying not the slightest attention to the garden's splendor. Crazy kid.

Friends Forver, Mighty Morphin Power Rangers, Zack

[eerian_sadow]

Prompt: a picture (Cherry blossom trees are in full bloom in a garden beneath a Japanese castle.)

Zack had thought of Kim when he saw the postcard. It was the sort of thing she’d be nuts for, with the trees in blossom and the “fairy tale” castle. That they were cherry blossoms was icing on the cake; she’d been nuts for pink since long before she was the Pink Ranger. He knew she’d tape it to her locker when she got it.

He’d grinned like a loon all the way to the counter with it, knowing that she’d love the fact that he had thought of her while he was away on yet another youth leadership trip.

A Life Less Ordinary, Ra-I, Al & Rai (prompt 5)

[misura]

Living with a teenager wasn't always easy. Living with a teenager who happened to posses telekinetic powers and enjoyed using them was … definitely also not always easy.

Rei's presence made up for a lot. Still, there were things Al didn't really want to see when he walked into his kitchen for some sugar to put in his tea, and he was fairly sure he was looking at one of those things right now. I had to go and tell him to do the dishes.

"Look, Al! No hands!" Rai grinned.

Keep breathing. "You break it, you pay for it."

Caligraphy Lessons,Detective Dee and the Mystery of the Phantom Flame, Jing'er/Empress Wu (prompt 3)

[ambyr]

"Your calligraphy is commendable," the Empress said, tapping the day's last document. "But not quite perfect."

Jing'er dropped her gaze, ashamed. "I beg pardon if I have displeased."

"Oh, stop that. You simply need a few remedial lessons." Feather-light, the Empress drew her finger along Jing'er's cheek. "The stroke goes like this." Her hand dipped to trace the edge of Jing'er's jaw, and Jing'er shivered. "And then like this. Do you see?"

"I--yes, your Majesty." The Empress's final gesture had tilted Jing'er's chin back up, forcing their eyes to meet. She could drown in those dark eyes.

"Good girl."

First Flight, Avatar: The Last Airbender, Teo/Song (prompt 5)

[ambyr]

She'd promised herself she wouldn't, but Song still shrieked--just a little--when Teo's wheels cleared the edge of the cliff and launched them into the air.

"Relax," he whispered in her ear--shouted, really, but against the rush of wind it sounded faint.

Song opened one eye, then the other. The ground was very far away.

"You're strapped in. You're not going to fall."

She knew that, but--"Promise?"

"Yes!"

Carefully, she peeled her fingers away from their white-knuckled grip around his waist.

"That's the spirit! Ready?"

Without waiting for an answer, he caught an updraft, and they soared.