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silverwolfcc ([personal profile] silverwolfcc) wrote2012-08-27 10:16 pm
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CHAOS THREAD. DRABBLE TIME!!!

Here's how it works:

I give a prompt, people reply with drabbles filling the prompt and then prompt someone new at the end.

I'll probably write One Piece, but you can ask for other fandoms/things just realize they might be harder to fill. If you ask for RP-centric ones that I know I'll try to fill those easier than fandom ;) THIS CAN BE SHOWN TO ANYONE AND LINKED ALL OVER AND HAVE OTHERS JOIN IN.

SO. Keep that in mind and if you're gonna write anything over PG-13, mark it up top \o/ That way I know what to read j/k or am I


First Prompt:
Cold rain

I skipped to the prompt! Like a boss~

[personal profile] thetruehistorian 2012-08-28 04:58 am (UTC)(link)
SMACK!

"Luffy, the hell?"

"Oh, sorry Zoro!"

...

SMACK!

"Oi, oi! What was that for?"

"Whoops, sorry Usopp. I'll get it this time for sure!"

...

"Luffy, so help me, if you lay a finger on Nami-chan I will fillet you myself and serve you to the rest of the crew!"

"But Sanji-"

"I said NO!"

"Perhaps this is what you were looking for?"

"Yeah! How did you catch it?"

"I have my ways. Let's have you chase it out on the deck, hm?"

"Okay!"

...

"Robin."

"Hm?"

"You knew it would get away."

"Well, Luffy, it is a housefly."

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Backwards
autumnae: (ttgl | still not over episode eight)

this is all your fault cc for encouraging the vista fascination

[personal profile] autumnae 2012-08-28 06:49 am (UTC)(link)
The first time Ace meets Vista and sees him let out with Rose Rondo, he's more than a little bewildered. He knew the guy's epithet, of course, but seeing actual rose petals come out of pretty much nowhere wasn't anything he expected. Not... that he expected much. Outside of the guy maybe being a bit of a pansy. Which he now realizes in retrospect was completely stupid since he's a commander and all.

The bewilderment just grows as he's introduced to the man. ("This is Ace, the brat who wants to kill Pops that I told you about, yoi. Brat, this is Vista.") His mustache alone is a hell of a thing. Couple that with his interesting fashion sense and Ace is quickly rethinking everything he ever heard about him. When he finds out that not only does Vista tango with a rose in his mouth, he sings opera in the shower too, he starts to think that maybe, mmmmaybe, he's got a hold on what kind of guy this top hat wearing, Flower Sword wielding person is.

Then one night, mostly smashed and leaning heavily against Thatch's shoulder, he hears Vista tell the raunchiest shaggy dog story, and the pun at the end is the worst one he's ever heard in his life. And his view of Vista shifts just a little more. Months and months later, when he's chained to an execution platform and can't do anything but watch as one of his worst nightmares plays out in front of him, he sees his brother fighting against the World's Greatest Swordsman. For him, a brother he was never as close to as he was others. And he wonders if his view of Vista has been too shallow all this time.

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prompt: cold compresses
thetruehistorian: (looking down)

[personal profile] thetruehistorian 2012-08-29 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
Rouge wandered down the lane toward the harbor slowly, since she couldn't use her hands to support the weight of her belly, lest her secret be discovered. She turned away from the boardwalks and bustle, left her footprints in the sand of the beach beyond, until she came to that deserted cove that held so many memories.

The Embrace, it was called in the town, since low, steep rock walls spread out to the sea like arms reaching out for affection, and it was most often frequented by lovers seeking privacy. That had certainly held true for her and Roger. It was here he'd first admitted the depth of his feelings for her, here where she'd first accepted them, here they were married, and here their child was conceived. Roger told her of his illness while they sat on that pile of rocks across the way, and he'd said his final goodbye to her here in the Embrace as well- pirates being the only sailors lacking enough sense to keep from sailing in to the rock-strewn shallows.

Rouge breathed deeply, enjoying the crisp breeze, but also calming herself and her oh-so-ready to be born child. Each day it was a little harder to hold on. Each day she felt her power ebb, and in the morning it returned, but not quite as much as she'd lost. When she was certain she was alone in the cove, she began to sing:

Too ra loo ra loo ra loo ra le
Hush now, don't you cry
Too ra loo ra loo ra loo ra li
That's an Irish lullaby

Oh I can hear that music
I can hear that song
Filling me with memories
Of a mother's love so strong

Its melody still haunts me
These many years gone bye
Too ra loo ra loo ra le
Until the day I die


"Until the day I die," Rouge repeated in a whisper. She risked a soft caress for her pregnant belly, loving as deeply the child within as she'd loved the man who sailed away. She didn't remember when she started singing a lullaby instead of a song of the sea, but it didn't matter. Roger had asked for a song to help him sail, he hadn't specified any one in particular. It was the act that counted, these few minutes each day- which now took hours from her day- spent in remembrance of what had been.

A young man's head peeked over the ridge, and Rouge heard girlish laughter behind. She smiled, met the youth's gaze and nodded, beginning to make her way over the crushed boulders. It was going to be a laborious walk home, after all. She'd just as well get started.

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Top Hat Luffy XP