Title: Alphabits: Hero
Fandom: Dark Angel
Characters: Max, Alec
Word Count: 100
Written for: nickeldime17's alphabet challenge for Max and Alec lovers.

He’d given in, gone after the girl, saved the world (well, at least the part that mattered—his fellow transgenics).

He’d even stuck around for the clean-up, waited until Max’s boyfriend showed with new papers for the young ‘uns (and not so much as an offer to him, not that he’d take her up on it).

But now he was heading off in his brand new 1965 Chrysler Newport, ignoring the looks that Max gave him because he wasn’t going to feel guilty for not buying into her whole save the world spiel.

The hero gig really wasn’t his thing.
Title: Alphabits: Frosting
Fandom: Dark Angel
Characters: Max, Alec
Word Count: 100
Written for: nickeldime17's alphabet challenge for Max and Alec lovers.

"Don't worry," he says as he passes her the keys. "I jacked it from some really bad guys."

Max knows how he feels about her "stealing from criminals" bit—he's teased her enough about it—so Alec doesn't count that as a lie. She doesn't question him, at least, and Alec is mostly sure it isn’t only because she needs the vehicle too badly to find the time to fight.

Besides, leaving your keys in the ignition to defrost the car when it was only a few degrees below freezing was stupid enough that it ought to count as criminal.
Title: Fool
Fandom: Pirates of the Caribbean
Character: Barbossa/Pearl
Word Count: 100
Written for: [community profile] blackpearlsails - No clue. I'm reorganizing my harddrive and found this.

The second mutiny easier.

It wasn't just convincing the crew, who were always more willing to follow his straight promises than try to wrap their minds around Jack's wordplay and tricks.

But the Pearl...

Last time, he'd spent months, years, trying to tame her. She fought him every step, even after he told her Jack was dead (a lie, but neither knew that), even after he got her cursed.
Now, she gave little more than a shudder before surrendering to his hands on her helm.

Whatever Jack had done, he was a bigger fool than Barbossa could ever have believed.
Title: That Ghost Just Isn't Holy Anymore
Fandom: Veronica Mars
Character/Relationships: Veronica, Lilly
Word Count: 100
Written for: [livejournal.com profile] drabble_las

Lilly still visited sometimes in order to deplore the state of Veronica’s relationships, with suggestions on who to fuck and how to fuck them, using graphic details that would have made the Veronica from when Lilly was alive blush.

This Veronica smiled brittlely, ignoring the advice, or told Lilly, “I miss you.”

She never asked, “Is this the real you?” though she worried the ghost and the girl didn’t match, that her memories of Lilly had been tinged by everything she had learned after, because Veronica feared never seeing any version of Lilly again more than seeing this imperfect version.
Title: Liar, Liar
Fandom: Harry Potter
Word Count: 100
Pairings: Bellatrix/Rodolphus
Written for: ff.n's HP Fanfiction Challenges Forum Drabble Tag - Bellatrix/Rodolphus; liar, liar


His wife screams almost as loud as the Aurors, she twists her wand to give the curse some extra power and they go hoarse, whimpers that can barely be heard over Bellatrix' desperate screeches.

"Where is the Dark Lord? Tell us!"

The Longbottoms started off protesting they didn't know. They might be still trying to convey those filthy lies that they are ignorant, they are innocent. Or maybe they have given in, finally ready to tell the truth. It's nothing but incoherency at this point.

Their mission has failed.

Rodolphus leans down closer to the woman.

"Cruciato," he whispers.
Title: Kisses at Midnight
Fandom: Harry Potter
Word Count: 100
Pairings: Sirius/Lily
Written for: ff.n's HP Fanfiction Challenges Forum Drabble Tag - Sirius/any, kisses at midnight

Sometimes she'll kiss him in the light of the day, in front of all their friends, in front of James. These kisses are chaste, friend-like, and it's his reaction--he's startled every time--that's more suspicious. Sirius lives in fear of the day something is finally said.

Most of the time they'll find each other an indeterminable time after midnight, those nights when dawn is a distant dream. When the war drags on. When the world becomes too much to bear.

Lily is his salvation those nights, her lips soft but her kisses heady and Sirius remembers why he fights.
Title: Nine Drabbles on the Quidditch World Cup
Fandom: Harry Potter
Word Count: 9 x 100
Characters/Pairings: Rabastan Lestrange, Marlene McKinnon, Sirius Black, Lily Evans/James Potter, Dorcas Meadowes, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, Caradoc Dearborn, Gideon Prewitt, Fabian Prewitt, Mairead Bones/Edgar Bones (plus children), Alice Longbottom/Frank Longbottom
Written for: [profile] first_order's Reader's Challenge with the prompt by [personal profile] lar_laughs: a collection of characters talk about the upcoming Quidditch World Cup.

Marlene McKinnon )

Sirius Black )

Lily Evans )

Dorcas Meadowes )

Remus Lupin )

Caradoc Dearborn )

Gideon and Fabian Prewitt )

Edgar Bones )

Alice Longbottom )
Title: Early to Bed
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Lily/James/Sirius
Word Count: 100
Written for: [community profile] shareandsharealike's Three Week's for Dreamwidth Fic-a-thon, prompt 5: Nobody ever makes big enough beds (or showers)

Sleeping nestled between Sirius and James, cocooned by their bodies, made Lily feel safe in ways she hadn’t since the war began. During waking hours, however, the bed was simply too small.

At first, when even kisses were tentative, the bed’s size wasn’t too intolerable, but as the weeks wore on and all three became bolder in their confidence, the number of misplaced elbows or the times bracing hands met air instead of mattress became unbearable.

Tonight was different. Smug grins explained their part in the bed that’s only bigger when they’re on it.

Lily did love her clever boys.
Title: Prayer for the Fallen
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Sirius, James, Peter, Remus
Word Count: 100
Written for: [profile] first_order's Speed Drabble Weekend, prompt a prayer for the fallen

They couldn’t often get away. The preparations involved in going to the pub, making sure they were reachable by the right people and untraceable by the rest, were a far cry from the spontaneity with which they used to bunk off to the Three Broomsticks. But tonight they made the effort.

It was Sirius’ turn to stand the round, according to Peter who kept track of these things. Once they had their drinks, Remus called for silence, although it was James who spoke.

He kept it simple. “To Clement Thwaite.”

They repeated the toast, drinking to the fallen Order member.
Title: Precautions
Fandom: Harry Potter
Character: Alice Longbottom
Word Count: 100
Written for: [profile] first_order's Speed Drabble Weekend, prompt turn the lights out

All members of the Order of the Phoenix had a set of precautions they followed in case of attack.

When the baby came, she modified hers to make sure he’d keep safe. Reinforce the special shields around his nursery, twice a day. Cast an Imperturbable Charm so he wouldn’t wake, so they couldn’t hear him. Turn the lights out and pretend he wasn’t there. Hide him away so no Death Eaters could ever get close. Keep her wand by her side at all times. Be alert. Be ready.

The war was over. Alice Longbottom wasn’t supposed to need these anymore.
Title: Memories
Fandom: Pirates of the Caribbean
Character: Jack
Word Count: 100
Written for: [profile] potc100's Memory challenge

No man remained long at sea who did not find ways to cope with the tedium—long voyages, repetitive shifts, monotonous days, the odd endless nights. Jack had a multitude of methods for dealing: telling stories, believable or true; partaking in rum enough to even sate his thirst; fantasizing about those women who hadn’t yet succumbed to his charm; remembering those who had. But for those long, lonely nights when the sea was restless, when the ship uneasy, what really got Jack through was the memories of his Pearl and the promise that one day he would get her back.
Title: His Own Master
Fandom: Pirates of the Caribbean
Characters: Davy Jones
Word Count: 100
Written for: [community profile] blackpearlsails' Master challenge

She’d ripped his heart out long before he took the knife to his chest, but still it hurt. Not just the physical—the first incision, the parting of skin and flesh, the cracking of rib bones exposing the beating organ—but the psychic too. He endured it, knowing he was stripping himself of his vulnerabilities, locking them away in a chest with his heart where no woman would find it again.

He had cried his last tears over the bitch. When the key turned, he was a new man, stronger, powerful, in control.

Davy Jones was his own master forevermore.
Title: Pieces of Eight
Fandom: Pirates of the Caribbean
Characters: Elizabeth, Gibbs
Word Count: 100
Written for: [community profile] blackpearlsails' Gold challenge

“But Sao Feng passed his token on to me! I have it right here!” Elizabeth exclaimed.

“Aye,” Gibbs said, regretfully. “But that isn’t the original piece of eight.

“Unfortunately, the original captains were… pirates. To a one, they spent those nine pieces of eight the next time they were broke. What you have is the replacement. Good for passing on the title, but nothing more.”

The newest pirate lord couldn’t help but think that history would have gone very differently if the first Brethren Court had instead bound Calypso with pieces of whatever they happened to have in their pockets…
le sigh. I had to go buy a new keyboard, since neither of my shift keys decided to miraculously start working again.

Title: Never
Fandom: Pirates
Pairing: the closest I'll ever get to Jack/Elizabeth
Word Count: 100
Written for: ... something or another over at BPS, long long ago.

She never thought that she would want Jack Sparrow (never imagined it, except for that one time when everything seemed to be going wrong and the only thing she knew for sure was that she wanted was more).

She never thought she would break her marriage vows (but ten years was just such a long time).

She never thought she’d crave another man’s lips on her own (except Jack wouldn’t kiss on the lips, never on the lips, not after the first time, he’d learned his lesson there).

She never knew that ten years could be such a long time.
Title: Encouragement
Fandom: Pirates
Word Count: 100
Character: Davy Jones
Written for: [community profile] blackpearlsails's Wager prompt

He encouraged the game, though the crew would never know it to look at him. They played only when out of his way, for fear that he would crush that last lingering hope of getting off the ship before serving their full hundred years.

But that was why he liked it, being able to watch the light in their eyes die as they cried out increasingly desperate bids that no one would match, realizing it would take more than their original hundred years to rid themselves of all that additional time they’d wagered and lost.

That was why he watched.
Title: Break
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Lily/Sirius
Word Count: 100
Written for: [profile] fallenmelody's Multi-Fandom Request-A-Fic Meme Type-Thing, prompt You can't break that which isn't yours.

A/N: This is adult. It's also disjointed. This is on purpose, but I hope the effect works.

Sirius won't think about what James would say )
Title: The Bet
Fandom: Dark Angel
Pairing: Original Cindy/OFCs, Alec/OFCs
Word Count: 5 x 100
Written for: [community profile] jam_pony_fic's drabble ficathon. For [personal profile] amathela's prompt, The gang hanging out at crash or downtime at Jam Pony; some humour would be great (Max/Alec, gen or any femslash)
Special thanks to: [personal profile] shyaway for looking this over for me.

Max is pretty disgusted with the whole idea, which Alec thinks is totally unfair. )
Still continuing to clean up my harddrive, so here's another one that I started years upon years ago and never finished.

I watched Prison Break for the first season only.

Title: Obituary
Fandom: Prison Break
Characters: LJ, Veronica
Word Count: 100
Written for: I'm pretty sure there was a prompt, but I can't for the life of me remember it
Author's Notes: Takes place during Odd Man Out (1x12)

LJ found the newspaper tucked away in a corner of Nick’s hospital room, underneath two issues of Time from 2003. Out of the way, yet obviously placed there on purpose.

It could only have been put there by Veronica, although she hadn’t said anything about it. But then, she hadn’t said anything about his disappearing act earlier, even though she had to know what a stupid, boneheaded thing it was to do. She hadn’t said anything, just let LJ cry on her shoulder before putting his mom’s funeral notice slightly to the side in case he wanted to keep it.
Title: Served Cold
Fandom: Harry Potter
Word Count: 100
Pairings: Sirius/Narcissa, implied Sirius/Bellatrix
Written for: [profile] blackcest100's Catfight prompt

Narcissa didn’t understand why Bellatrix was so angry when Rodolphus paid attention to her. Everyone knew that theirs was a relationship of convenience only.

But she’d forgotten just how possessive Bellatrix could be. While they weren’t in love, he was still hers—and Bellatrix’s things were off-limits to her sisters. It wasn’t until Narcissa was broken, bleeding and crying for mercy that she remembered that lesson.

Still, Narcissa was a Black. She might slink off, but only to bide time.

Blacks got revenge.

She got Sirius drunk, dyed her hair black and made sure Bellatrix caught her sucking his cock.
Title: Little Victories
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Bellatrix, Sirius
Word Count: 100
Written for: [profile] bella_100's Getting Lucky challenge

Bellatrix waited until she heard the owl before entering her cousin’s room. Sirius froze, the scroll covered in Potter’s sprawl clenched in his hand. It was two weeks since school had ended and none of the family had visited him since the tantrum he threw after arriving home.

“I need an Ashwinder egg. Are you coming with me?” she asked calmly, patiently.

He made his mistake then, his eyes noticeably flitting from Potter’s letter to herself. She knew she had him.

“I’m not carrying your bags.”

Bellatrix let him see her smile; she just wished Potter knew her victory, too.