DPP: Weekend Challenges
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Okay y'all, since everyone's still trading at the Black Market (so far we have a fic banner/animated gif and a fanmix that have been created!), here's a couple of weekend writing challenge (I'll just post some pretty pilots pics Sat and Sun).
Stole this meme from Tumblr! Write a sentence (or paragraph, if you must) for each of these genres and try to tell as complete a tale as you can! Here's an example.
Angst
AU
Fluff
Smut
Hurt/Comfort
Romance
Friendship
LUCKY SEVEN PROMPTS:
One: Write ten lines of dialogue between pilots who had drunken sex last night and are not talking about it. Ever.
Two: Write a scene in four sentences in which K/L bond over something that would seem trivial to a passerby.
Three: Write seven sentences from the perspective of a passerby witnessing Day Two's scene.
Four: Write one pilot’s reaction to the other's love confession in one sentence.
Five: Write a scene in six sentences in which one pilot is searching for the other in the last moments of the end of the world.
Six: Write a breakup scene in three sentences without giving the reason for it or using dialogue.
Seven: Write Kara and Lee’s second kiss in two sentences.
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Date: 2012-05-11 04:18 pm (UTC)Six: He looks at her sorrowfully and Kara stares back balefully, resolution barely trumping shame and regret. Zak removes the last of his clothes from her bureau and dumps them in his bag, then heads for the door. Kara watches, unmoving, arms crossed, wondering how long it'll take for Lee to call.
Seven: They've been so careful ever since the broken glass incident, but when Lee goes back to War School, they see him off at the airport. Zak is hovering at her left shoulder, and a handshake would look too strange, so she hugs him goodbye, but when Lee's lips press wetly and discreetly to the right side of her neck, Kara has to swallow her whimper.
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Date: 2012-05-11 04:36 pm (UTC)Where ever he was, though he knew he should have been more careful, his eyes searched her out with a desperation that read like lust and guilt to her mind but felt like purest need to his. His gaze ripped her bare and rubbed her raw until overwhelmed, she gave up looking back. He never looked away.
AU – Morning Glories.
Outside of their haven of ragged tangled blankets the winds howled their wild rage, bellowing obscenities and screaming accusations. The dingy windowpanes shook with indignation, a flimsy barrier protecting the lovers wrapped tightly together like the clinging vines following a trellis to the sun up and up and up, winding and lazy. There hadn’t been a sun here in decades, so they held one another, moaned names, and made their own.
Smut – Cleansing Flames Bring Her Home
Her skin smelled of fire and tasted like rain, but she was as solid as she’d ever been to him as he dragged her suit away, stripped her bare and tasted every part of her. Her hands singed his body as her mouth cleansed him like a salve. She pulled him inside her and baptized him with skin.
Hurt/Comfort – The Resurrection and the Lies
When he woke her with his fitful dreams, she slid carefully into his rack and held him to her breast, whispering promises and lies about everything being alright and though he knew better than to believe that any of them were worth saving now, he clung to her like a child and nodded his assent.
Friendship - Bonds
When the other pilots teased him, she laughed and joined in eagerly. When they called him names behind him back like ‘Captain Daddy’s Boy’, she cackled and added her own variations. But when they dared to question his orders on deck that first week, she’d tore them into pieces within moments, mouth biting and eyes blazing, daring for more. He raised his brow in surprise as she followed him away, breathing fire and shooting daggers. “What?” She asked confused. “I’m with you.”
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Date: 2012-05-11 04:36 pm (UTC)One: Write ten lines of dialogue between pilots who had drunken sex last night and are not talking about it. Ever.
Listen, I…
Don’t, OK? Just forget it.
What if I can’t?
You can.
What if I don’t want to?
Then don’t, I don’t care. We’re not discussing this again.
Kara, please. Last night was…
Amazing. And I don’t want you to ever bring it up again. Do you understand me? If you do, I’ll tell him. I swear to the frakking Gods, I will. I’ll tell him every detail.
Fine. But you can’t make me forget. I won’t.
Neither will I.
Two: Write a scene in four sentences in which K/L bond over something that would seem trivial to a passerby.
While the other pilots laughed obliviously as Cally shuffled the next round, Kara reached surreptitiously under the table and into his pants pocket for whatever was making the little pouch. She’d been noticing it for a week now and it was starting to make her crazy with curiosity. He jumped startled as she pulled it free, but made no more to stop her from reading the slip of paper said simply said, The Olympic Carrier. He blushed and gave her a rueful shrug, but she just slipped it back, patted his leg and left her hand behind.
Three: Write seven sentences from the perspective of a passerby witnessing Day Two's scene.
Hot Dog had been across the room, absorbed in his own Triad match when he noticed Kara’s hand slipping slowly towards Lee’s lap a few tables off. That surprised him because everyone might have talked about them behind their backs, but he’d always assumed it was just idle scuttlebutt. He went from pleasantly surprised to confused quickly when she pulled a small slip of paper from his pocket. Not exactly what he’d expected her to be reaching for, he thought ruefully. But when he caught the look that passed between them, he felt like more intrusive than if he actually been watching her molesting him under the table. “I fold,” he told the table before collecting his winnings and walking away. He didn’t want to watch anymore.
Four: Write one pilot’s reaction to the other's love confession in one sentence.
In his marrow, he’d always known, but until she screamed the words into the night like it wasn’t some shameful secret to be buried with his brother’s memory anymore, he had never truly thought she’d forgive herself enough to admit it.
Five: Write a scene in six sentences in which one pilot is searching for the other in the last moments of the end of the world.
Caprica’s End
“Lee” she screamed tasting blood, tripping over bodies, her head whipping frantically in every direction for a sign of him. “Gods, Lee! LEEEE!” Tears blinded her vision as she ran though she couldn’t imagine who they belonged to and the sounds of gunfire and explosions drowned out her cries. Pillars of black smoke rose high into the air, close by, so close. Dashing down an alley in the other direction, she slammed into a solid chest. “Kara!” He enveloped her like wave and she could feel his panic pounding a staccato rhythm of life into her own chest. “I’m here.” He promised, as the bombs fell closer and closer. “I’m here.”
Six: Write a breakup scene in three sentences without giving the reason for it or using dialogue.
She had told him lies dressed up as reasons while she ripped apart a vision of a future that would never be. He’d begged for more; words, touches, chances to rebuild their broken dream. But she’d ran before she had the time to take it all back, she ran and never stopped.
Seven: Write Kara and Lee’s second kiss in two sentences.
It was his turn to be surprised this time when she leaned into him and found his mouth with hers. Her lips were wet as they slipped slowly against his and he wondered if she was crying, but Kobol nights were too dark to see so he tried his best to kiss away the pain.
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Date: 2012-05-11 04:49 pm (UTC)And yikes, whimper swallows? I die forever over swallowed whimpers. :D
Excellent!
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Date: 2012-05-11 06:54 pm (UTC)“Frak, my head hurts. Please tell me I didn’t finish that last bottle of ambrosia.”
“You didn’t finish that last bottle, flyboy. I did. I’m pretty sure.”
“Hang on, where are my… Never mind. Don’t tell me. You’re not wearing… Oh gods.”
“Quit staring, you perv. Besides, I think you got an eyeful last night, from what I can remember.”
“You mean we…? Frak, Kara, I thought I was dreaming!”
“Why? You dream about me often? Oh, Lee, you do… You’re so cute when you’re blushing.”
“Listen, this wasn’t meant to… It’s against all the rules. And I’m supposed to be giving the example here.”
“Don’t worry, captain. Your reputation is safe. Besides, you know me. Ships in the night, remember?”
“Oh, come on, Kara, I didn’t mean it like this.”
“Frak you, Adama. And if you mention this again, I will kill you.”
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Date: 2012-05-11 10:41 pm (UTC)I can just see this happening though. :)
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Date: 2012-05-11 10:43 pm (UTC)And Six is fabulous - so much in so few words.
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Date: 2012-05-11 10:44 pm (UTC)These are great too. Hurt/Comfort is a beautiful image.
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Date: 2012-05-11 10:47 pm (UTC)And whimper. Plus sexy. Lovely work.
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Date: 2012-05-12 03:57 am (UTC)“Ow, gods, let me die.”
“Shut up.”
“I’m in pain over here!”
“Be in pain quietly, then.”
“I can actually feel my kidneys.”
“Psychosomatic.”
“No, this is not ‘imaginary feeling like crap,’ this is 100% actual feeling like crap.”
“It’s just your back locking up because you’re...we're getting too old to sleep on metal catwalks.”
“Okaaay, so after I kill you, we’re never doing this again.”
“You always say that.”
Two: Write a scene in four sentences in which K/L bond over something that would seem trivial to a passerby.
Kara’s Raptor from the Demetrius had barely landed before she popped the hatch. She jogged straight to the Admiral, pulling a marked-up star chart from her duffel and grinning. “Found Earth for you,” she said, throwing a salute over one shoulder, and didn’t wait for a reaction before turning to Lee with a kiss. “Found something better for you,” she promised, tucking a tiny, winged figurine into his hand.
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Date: 2012-05-12 04:01 am (UTC)OW. See, there was my heart, and then you crushed it.
<3
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Date: 2012-05-13 05:17 pm (UTC)A scene in seven genres
Date: 2012-05-13 05:27 pm (UTC)“I broke up with your brother,” Kara finally said.
Lee stared at her, a smile slowly spreading across his face until he was just standing there, frozen, grinning like he’d never been so happy in his life.
“Good to see you to,” Kara muttered and sprang forward into his arms, knocking the door closed then yelping as Lee pushed her back against it, kissing her hard as his hands explored her body hungrily.
“I’m sorry if I messed things up between you and Zak,” Kara added softly as Lee’s lips found her throat - then her face fell as he pulled away.
“I think you know how I feel about you,” Lee said softly, still smiling, “there’s nothing I want more than to have you here right now.”
Kara wrapped her arms around him, finally seeing peace at the end of their story. “That’s all I want, too.”
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Date: 2012-05-14 02:08 pm (UTC)Re: A scene in seven genres
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Date: 2012-05-14 02:25 pm (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2012-05-14 02:25 pm (UTC)Thanks again.