snowbound! or... not so much

[rose_griffes]

Work is starting a bit late due to the fact that WE HAVE WHITE STUFF ON THE GROUND OH NOES HOW WILL WE LIVE! heh

Er... I'm stuck on some writing. Prompt me? It may or may not result in actual writing on my part, but maybe my muse will be so terrified of the prompts that she'll agree to work on the stuff I'm supposed to be writing.

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[rose-griffes.livejournal.com]

Why not mariachi, while you're at it?

Braid prompt now a fluffy ficlet, posted today.

I worked a bit on the mango thing. It never went anywhere. Um, so... here ya go. It's not done but it amuses me anyway. (Oh, this is on Earth. Just because that's where there are mangoes.)

"Mmmmm," Kara moaned. "Sam, you have got to try this."

He didn't answer, so she poked his leg with her bare toes. "Hey, Sammy."

"Stop that," he muttered, and swatted at her foot. She pulled it away and he missed.

"Bad aim," Kara said with an evil smile. She came back to her original point. "You have to try this!" Holding out her hand, Sam saw a piece of orange-colored... something.

"No thanks."

"It's mango! It's delicious!"

"Last time you told me that, you put a piece of raw fish in my mouth."

Kara laughed. "Trust me, you'll like this."

"It's the same color that as the fish."

Um, that's all the muse wrote.

[pataka02.livejournal.com]

Hee! Yay! I like it... and I kind of want a mango.

Okay, here's another one: Cally: mariachi... go!

When I said pick a character (or more) I actually didn't mean just Kara and Sam (crazy, I know!), but you could pick whomever else you wanted :)

I'm not so mean as to make you write solely Kara/Sam fic all the time.

Here's some more!

Gaeta: vacuum cleaner, dance, bloodhound
Dee: sparkle, hangnail, crash
Caprica Six: twirl, thunder, hat


And I'm with prolix_allie; Kara and Adama ficlet, pleaaaaase... maybe something nice because I'm totally terrified of next season?

[rose-griffes.livejournal.com]

Vacuum cleaner? Bloodhound? You are nuts.

Dee, glitter--here's a really, really mini-fic:

Dee polished her ring, rubbing with vindictive fierceness.

She wanted it to sparkle when she handed it back to Lee.


*snerk* The two-sentence fic! It's a new category!

[pataka02.livejournal.com]

Hee! You're so talented.

Vacuum cleaner? Bloodhound? You are nuts.

I like to think of it as creative. Heh.