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The once time regular drabblefest that Kate and I do is hopefully back!! I had such a good time tonight writing - it had been far, far too long. In fact, I ended up writing a fic for a fandom I haven't written for in, oh, about FIVE YEARS! Oh, and some may be slightly over 100 words, but I just couldn't cut them down anymore. I'm not in love with any of these, but, hey, I'm kinda rusty... enjoy anyway!

Pairing: Snape/??
Fandom: HP
Inspiration: "We are each the love of someone else's life."

There’s a book that he keeps locked in his wardrobe, locked in his quarters. It’s red leather faded and worn from too much love. Or hate. Sometimes it’s hard to tell the difference. The soft pages are filled with pictures and small notes, meticulous and written with care. They are all there, people who touched, changed, his life: Potter, Evans, Black, Malfoy, Lupin… Each one frowning at him, not angry but sad, never waving. And all Snape can think is that he’s not young and not happy, and most likely, already blew whatever chance of love he may have had.

. . .

Pairing: None
Fandom: HP
Inspiration: "I decided, very early on, to just accept life unconditionally."

For as long as I can remember, I have taken all of what life had to offer me, no questions asked. Maybe I should have paid attention once in a while to what was going on around me. Instead, I followed my path, began my training, embraced my act, my part to play. I accepted my so-called fate, just like I was told. But now, years after I told myself I’d take life as it came to me, I stand in the wake of the carnage and wonder what I’m fighting for. Wonder if I could’ve changed anything at all…

Notes: This could be a number of people in a number of fandoms... To me, it's Draco's POV, but interpret as you will.

. . .

Pairing: None
Fandom: Newsies
Inspiration: "Our lust for life had gone away with the rent we hated."

It’s only a matter of time before this job gets to you because it’s more than just a job - it’s a life, your whole life, usually. The intrigue of the streets, the freedom, they all get old fast. A few actually had family to return to, some had hobbies, addictions that kept them in the game. Me, I had nothing more than a fractured dream and some loose change. Not enough to change anything for myself, and barely enough to hand over to Kloppman. But at this point, the deathly cold may be the only thing to look forward to. . .

. . .

Pairing: 13x6 (!!)
Fandom: GW (!!!)
Inspiration: "It gets worse every time we talk."

The full extent of one’s power is never truly realized until that power has been taken away. Once upon a time, I held the future in the palm of my hand and could changed the world, dare I say universe?, with my whispers. But all that’s changed. I now live the life of someone who has been made redundant, made useless by machines. And you, one of the few who understands me, the only thing you keep changing is your name and every time we speak, the bad news never stops. Will history remember us through these fragments of conversations or through our actions?

Date: 2007-01-12 03:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_bellisima/
They're lovely. Thank you for sharing them. <3

Date: 2007-01-12 07:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] glitter-adorned.livejournal.com
thank you <3!

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