clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (Default)
Title: Jammin'
World: robot rights
Word count: 1,066
Rating: PG (for brief mention of past violence)
Prompt: [community profile] rainbowfic Fire Opal 3, Impassioned; Hills of Iowa 9, Here's hoping that the days ahead won't be as bitter as the ones behind you.
Notes: I was also inspired by the Thimbleful Thursday prompt "vale of tears," but I think I went too far beyond the wordcount for it to qualify!


Mo dragged herself towards home. She was exhausted after another long day of job searching. But she wasn’t discouraged; two people had said they’d contact her if they had any openings, after she’d declared herself totally willing to do any kind of manual labor. She’d emphasized that there was absolutely nothing too disgusting for her to take on, without actually telling them how she knew that.Read more... )
clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (Writing: stories last longer)
Title: Stories for Children
World: Arite and Tovran
Word count: 385 (exactly!)
Rating: G
Prompt: Thimbleful Thursday's Tell-Me Tuesday: Who won the war?
Notes: It's been a very long time since I wrote anything in this world, but the prompt immediately brought it to mind!


"But Mama, who won the war?" Jobek asked. His brother held his hand and nodded.

Abida stroked the dark heads of her little sons. They looked so like their father, except for Zalek’s eyes--green, like hers. "We did, of course, my darlings. Do you not see the beautiful home we live in, all the servants who answer to us, the great lands that your father owns?"Read more... )
clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (Writing: typewriter & notebook)
Title: Coven
World: Extranormal Crimes
Word count: 616--I overshot a little bit!
Rating: PG-13 for drug use
Prompt: Thimbleful Thursday: quote unquote
Notes: Maggie is really a fun character to write.


There were three of them lying on the hood of the car, staring up at the stars--at least, the few stars they could see, between the trees and the light pollution.

But this was good. As good as it got. Melissa passed the joint to Maggie; she sucked in, held it in her lungs for a moment, and passed it on to Aric. The smoke didn't seem to do much for her, but she enjoyed the companionship.Read more... )
clare_dragonfly: drawing of a man in a brown turtleneck, looking away, text: time for a hundred visions and revisions (Writing: visions and revisions)
Title: Justice
World: Chatoyant College
Word count: 192
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: Thimbleful Thursday: kangaroo court
Notes: Apparently I'm on a "super creepy-looking faeries" kick.


"You can't do this to me," he gasped, hanging between the hands of the two fiends who held him, unable to reach the ground with his feet.Read more... )
clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (Witchy: moon worship)
Title: The Rightness of Rain
World: The Wasteland
Word count: 454
Rating: G
Prompt: Thimbleful Thursday: right as rain


Redhe pedaled her bicycle as fast as she could, heedless of the slick the ground was turning into under the deluge. She was too happy, too bursting with energy, to slow down.

The rain poured from the sky and plastered her hair to her face and her clothes to her body, probably ruining the pretty dress she’d worn to town. It chilled her, making the hairs stand up on her arms and her toes pinch. It fell into her eyes and made it hard to see.Read more... )
clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (Writing: stories last longer)
Title: World On Fire
World: Wild Magic (I guess? unless someone wants to help me come up with another name for this world?)
Word count: 100 exactly!
Rating: G
Prompt: Thimbleful Thursday: set the world on fire
Notes: I like apocalypses, okay?!


Cesar crouched under the table. Next to him, Brian also huddled, his shoulder, arm, and leg pressed up against Cesar’s.

Cesar had his eyes squeezed shut and his hands over his ears. He didn’t know whether Brian was doing the same. He couldn’t see or hear him.

Even now all he saw was fire. All he heard was fire. His eyelids could not protect him from the searing brightness that surrounded them. His hands over his ears could not keep out the monstrous, hungry roar.

But somehow, the table was untouched. Somehow, their space underneath was safe.

Brian kept singing.
clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (Skull)
Title: On the Internet
World: robot rights
Word count: 217
Rating: PG-13 for implied horrible things
Prompt: Thimbleful Thursday, icing on the cake; [community profile] rainbowfic Antique Brass 6, The Internet has everything.
Notes: This follows The Best Boutiques (locked) and comes before She Has Her Reasons.


“Hey,” said Lola, “your friend is on the Internet.”

“What?” Dylan leaned over the back of the couch to see what she was looking at. “What friend?”

“What friend do you think?” Lola pointed at her smart watch, then zoomed with her fingers so its hologram mode took effect and the screen appeared, large as life, in the air in front of them.

There, along with a few other photos of people he didn’t recognize, was Mo. The photo was a few years old, and clearly taken before whatever trauma she’d just escaped from—but there was yet more hollowness in her eyes, more pain in the twist of her lips, than when he’d last seen her in person, when they were students.

He scanned the text quickly. It described a major company’s neglect, the horror of many people being trapped in a small room for months, the anger when it was finally revealed that they were being kept there, the relief when they were released. Mo was one of them, but she was considered missing.

A lump thickened his throat as he tried to speak. “Don’t tell her we found this, all right?” He checked out the window to make sure Mo and Brooke weren’t back yet. “That would just be the icing on the cake.”

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clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (HP: Voldemort: 100 thousand people)
Title: The New
World: other
Word count: 550
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: Thimbleful Thursday: out with the old, in with the new
Notes: This is set in the same world as December's Patreon story, but about ten years previous, as this is the beginning of the apocalypse. I'm probably going to end up calling this world Wild Magic unless I come up with something Tamora Pierce didn't already use.


In his eyes in his ears in his nose—

The world was breaking apart. Right down the middle. A flash of light and a weed tree growing right through the building—

Tasting vision, hearing smell. Walking the goal. Suddenly the silence, but never the silence, never again silence.Read more... )
clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (Writing: murder and create)
Title: She Has Her Reasons
World: robot rights
Word count: 393
Rating: G
Prompt: Thimbleful Thursday: for XYZ reasons
Notes: This follows The Best Boutiques (access-locked).


“I just… I don’t think she’s okay,” said Brooke quietly.

Dylan shook his head. “Of course she’s not okay.”Read more... )
clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (Curse Workers: too good to be true)
Title: Can't Cut It
World: Extranormal Crimes
Word count: 583
Rating: R for blood
Prompt: Thimbleful Thursday: cut the mustard
Notes: Hey, I managed to write a story with Tay in it!


“No! Dammit—“ Maggie scrambled over to the man, their only witness, whose shirt had suddenly bloomed with red. For no reason. Except in this job there was always a reason.Read more... )
clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (NCIS: Ziva: headdesk)
Title: Water: No Bridge
Fandom: Addergoole/fae apoc
Word count: 211
Rating: G
Prompt: Thimbleful Thursday: water under the bridge
Notes: Finally, the return of Kay and Vic! :D Laconic characters are helpful for very short stories.


Vic stops and lowers his bag from his shoulder to rest on the ground. “I’m quite certain,” he says, “that there used to be a bridge here.”

Kayros surveys the empty water, blank and featureless, except for the fact that she can just barely see land on the other side. “Used to be a lot of things that there aren’t anymore.”

“True.” He looks around and shakes his head. “Should we try another way?”

She smiles. “You know what? I think we’ve found our spot.”

He looks at her and blinks his butterfly-feathery eyelashes and waits for her to explain. She doesn’t always have to explain; sometimes he just knows what she means.

She sets down her own pack and gestures at the water. “No bridges here. No bridges up and down. We’re not the only ones who can’t get across.”

He tilts his head, then understanding dawns in his eyes. “We can make ourselves useful. I don’t think either of us has enough magic to make a bridge…”

She shakes her head. “A ferry. People pay to get across, we pay for our food, look like ordinary people.”

Vic smirks at that. “Ordinary?”

“Close enough,” Kay says, and leans in to kiss him.

“A ferry,” says Vic musingly. “Okay.”

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clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (Fringe: Walternate: evil)
Title: For the Love of God, Montressor!
World: Extranormal Crimes
Word count: 375
Rating: R for mentioned horribleness
Prompt: Thimbleful Thursday: add insult to injury
Notes: The prompt is something that I first encountered in Poe, so it always makes me think of "The Cask of Amontillado." This story went more "The Black Cat," though. And I went past the wordcount, but this is still really short!


Maggie was no longer certain she was cut out for this work.Read more... )
clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (Curse Workers: too good to be true)
Title: Which Kind of Gauntlet?
World: Moonsisters
Word count: 360
Rating: G
Prompt: Thimbleful Thursday, "throw down the gauntlet"
Notes: Look! It's short!


“All right, you four.”

They all looked up from the schedules they were comparing over their usual lunch table to see Maureen standing over them, arms crossed, tapping her foot. She was still beautiful, but her frown was like a slash of pink lip gloss across her milky complexion. “Let’s have it out. You and me. This afternoon, out back, as soon as school lets out.”

They all stared at her for a moment. Finally, Angel said, “What are you talking about?”Read more... )
clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (WH13: HG: gold star)
Title: Calling a Critter a Smeerp
World: prison planet
Word count: 547
Rating: G
Prompt: Thimbleful Thursday: beat around the bush
Notes: Ha! Just got it in under the prescribed wordcount ;) Now, when the wordcounts get smaller... not sure if I'll manage.


Carla looked dubiously at the bushes that the critter had run into, weighing her makeshift spear in her hands. “Are you sure this is how this is supposed to work?”Read more... )

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