15minuteficlets: Word #68

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@ 2004-08-16 08:18:00

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Word #68
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Word for today is: : capricious

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	word #68 janen_san 2004-08-16 06:22 am UTC (link)
	Fandom: Saiyuki Pairing: 5x3 Rating: R Note: Just popped into my head - don't kill me. Turning the tables (Reply to this)

	mine for this week cupkeyk 2004-08-16 06:50 am UTC (link)
	(is just a bit mildly erotic) (Reply to this)

	unanon 2004-08-16 07:09 am UTC (link)
	Fandom: Firefly Character: River Words: 573 Rating: PG Flighty (risk) (Reply to this)

Urk, my first one in a while. Please don't kill me with sticks.

tenoko
2004-08-16 11:22 am UTC (link)

Fandom: None (original)
Characters: Taren and Masumi
Rating: G
Note: More than a little bit based on a true story, believe it or not.

What to wear,
What to say,
What to do on a sunny day...

I could hear it clearly as someone pulled into the driveway - and my windows were closed. Just the kids across the street, I figured, and supposed that I would just wait it out.

That was before the doorbell rang.

Surprised, I looked out the sidelights as I made my way to the door. It was Taren. Taren, with her lovely randomness. Taren in her yellow tank top and too-large orange silk shirt, buttons open, collar slightly askew. Taren, whose delightful capriciousness was always a refreshing departure from the mundane.

And she grinned, and waved at me. Shoving the dog back from the door, I opened it and stepped out. She didn't even waste her time on hellos - she flung her arms around me, and laughed, "Come dance with me!"

"What?!"

"Come dance with me!" And she pulled me, tripping along joyfully, down the porch step and into the driveway, where her indecently large van was parked, blasting David Bowie music and Beatles music for the whole neighborhood's enjoyment. She took a firm grip of my hands and spun me around, and we danced. Skipping and twirling - childish dancing, tilting and stepping and whirling. Taking her hands, I spun and she followed, and we made our way up and down the driveway like this, just lost in the happy delirium of movement.

Who to phone,
Who to fight,
Who to dance with on a Sunday night...

We danced to the very finish of the song, not caring a whit for the cars that drove by, for my astonished neighbors, who, though it didn't occur to me at the time, must have wondered who these boys were, dancing in the Evans' driveway. The thought would doubtless have made me laugh, at the time, for neither of us were particularly feminine in form or feature, or even in clothing. The short hair didn't help any, either.

Still, as I caught my breath, I couldn't help letting slip a giggle, "What - Taren - I... What the hell are you doing?" It was said with a laugh, and the glint in her eye showed that she took no offense.

"I just thought I hadn't seen you in a while, Masumi. And I thought... well... that I felt like seeing you, in case you were bored. So I came to see you."

Her happiness, infectious as always, filled me to the brim, to overflowing. "Thank you, Taren. I was bored... but you fixed that. Would you like to come in for a drink?"

She seemed to consider it for a moment, before shaking her head, "No, I'm late for dinner with family and some friends. Unless you'd like to come along?"

That was it. I burst out laughing. In between my giggles, I could only find the breath to say, "I love you, Taren."

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tragicamente
2004-08-16 11:31 am UTC (link)

First time here. So, this is my first 15 minute ficlet. Proved quite a challenge. I found myself really rushed and spent about two minutes going: Uh...and looking at my first line. But I wrote it. Here:

Rating: Kind of R. I don't know why it came out so semi-erotic out of that word.
Title: Dancing with Cookies

Dancing, twirling, running around in little circles. Pitter patter of rain battering the glass pane. Music blaring through the house like warm wind. The smell of baking biscuits float into every room. Inviting and tasty. Tongue darts over dried lips as the scent reaches.

One, two, three: tap. One, two, three: turn. Tongue. Lips. Movement.

Dance. Think of the dance. The music. Beat. Beat. Beat. Swirl. One, two, three: tap. Stumble: Oh shit.

“That’s enough.” a sharp voice slices through the music, and it stops playing. A small click as the CD is removed followed by a flump as she sinks into the sofa. The dress floats into place around her.

He moves like a cat. A cat with a purpose. Hunt. His dark eyes alight on her. Prey.

“Did I do well?”

Tongue. Lips. Movement. His arms sway, his hips sway, he sways like a reed in the wind. “You can do better.” His voice is like liquor. Enticing, sweet, intoxicating and dangerous.

“Can I have biscuits?”

His hands wrap around her dainty ankles and he pulls her towards him. His head rests between her thighs.

“You can have dessert. Once you do better.”

His hands push the flimsy material up. Up. Up. Tongue. Lips. Movement. Oh god. Buck.

Think of the dance. Beat. Beat. Beat. Buck. Tongue. Thrust. Beat. Beat. Thrust. Thrust.

He removes his tongue for a moment. Sad? Happy?

“Once I’ve had mine. And you dance better.”

Frantic nodding.

“Are they the warm cookies? With chocolate chips?”

He nods and restores his tongue.

“Extra Sweet.”

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	laylah 2004-08-16 01:14 pm UTC (link)
	More, Fullmetal Alchemist, Greed/Lust, R. (Reply to this)

	miyuki_mina 2004-08-16 01:20 pm UTC (link)
	My first contribution!! Fandom: Kimagure Orange Road Characters: Madoka Ayukawa, Kyosuke Kasuga Words: 424 Rating: PG "Whimsical. (Reply to this)

	diceandzombies 2004-08-16 01:57 pm UTC (link)
	Star Ocean. PG-13, language, drug references. 252 words. The bunny mannequin engineers an after-hours Fun City poker game and ensconces himself in mortal decadence. "Buttons" (Reply to this)

	phinnia 2004-08-16 02:32 pm UTC (link)
	http://www.livejournal.com/users/phinnia/890544.html Original fic. :-) (Reply to this)

d_angel
2004-08-16 04:20 pm UTC (link)

Fandom: Original
Word: Capricious
Time finished: 7:16 p.m.

It was raining when he spotted her.

The rain, a product of the afternoon's sticky heat and humidity, was coming down in thick sheets, drenching on contact whatever it encountered. And she had come to meet it.

He watched her dance merrily in the rain, her heels kicking up in an impromptu jig. He imagined he could hear her laughing over the steady sound of the downpour. Her blue suit was so wet it was black, her short blonde hair plastered to her forehead. Little streams of water ran down the strands that stuck to her neck.

She spotted him then, standing with one hand in his pocket, the other holding up a large black umbrella. She grinned.

'Come and play with me!' she seemed to mouth. He shook his head, nodding at the umbrella and mouthing something back to her.

She grinned again and turned away from him. Her hands lifted into the grey skies and she whooped, a carefree sound that mingled with the sound of the rain and briefly animated the concrete square. He smiled.

Suddenly, lightning arced across the sky, a flash of dull yellow interspersing itself across the monotone grey. If it was possible, the rain came down harder, sweeping the streets clean in an instant. The wind changed direction, and he felt the lashing wetness against the back of his neck. He he turned around to shield himself from the unexpected onslaught.

He pulled the collar of his jacket around him tighter, though he knew it wouldn't be any use. He was completely soaked on the one side; if anything, he was just letting the water penetrate deeper by holding the jacket so close against himself.

He felt something tugging on his sleeve, and felt something cold pool against his shoes. She had come to him. They stood under the umbrella for a few moments. With each passing second, he could feel his shoes absorbing more of the water that still ran down her form in rivulets, and his backside was getting no dryer.

She looked at him with surprise when he folded his umbrella and tucked it under his arm. He wrapped his arms around her and lowered his head to her ear.

"Let's play in the rain," he whispered.

And they did.

DA

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	certifieddork 2004-08-16 08:45 pm UTC (link)
	Title: Obviously Fandom: Harry Potter Rating: PG (Reply to this)

	silverakira 2004-08-16 09:22 pm UTC (link)
	Title: Capricious Fandom: due South Pairing: Fraser/RayK, pre-slash Rating: PG Word Count: 358 words A/N: Went over the time limit quite a bit; it's more of a 30 minute ficlet. (Reply to this)

	koijewel 2004-08-17 04:13 am UTC (link)
	Title: Mine Author: Em Series: Weiss Kreuz Rating: PG Paring: Farfarello and Naru Warning: Yaoi (Reply to this)

zilly14
2004-08-17 07:52 am UTC (link)

Title: Acting on Impulse
Fandom: Monk
Rating: G
Word count: 370
Summary: Sharona encourages Monk to be impulsive.

Sharona glared at her boss. "Adrian.... why can't you be spontaneous for once?"

"Because everything must be planned in advance. Months in advance."

"But it's fun to sometimes do something out of the blue that's unplanned. Adrian, I'm asking you – do something out of impulse once. The rest of your life can be planned out, I don't care. Just do one thing that you normally wouldn't do. Dance in the rain. Go bowling. Just... something!"

"I can't dance, Sharona. And there'd have to be an umbrella. And bowling alleys..." He shuddered. "They're full of germs. And people. And disgusting food."

The nurse shook her head and didn't say another word for the rest of the car ride. However, she had unknowingly planted a seed in Monk's head, causing him to consider possible capricious activities.

A few weeks later, Sharona was unpacking the groceries at her house when the phone rang.

"Hello?" she answered.

"Sharona, it's me."

"Oh hey Adrian," she rolled her eyes. "What's wrong?"

"Can you pick me up at the mall?"

She gasped. "The mall? Adrian, you're in the mall? An actual mall?"

"Yes," he replied. "But I'm stuck here. And there's no way out. Help please?"

"Sure thing, Adrian. Just stay calm!"

She quickly ran out the door and drove to the mall as fast as she could. When she got there, she walked all around, finally finding him sitting alone on a bench near Penny's.

"Adrian? Are you okay?"

"I'm doing better," he responded, still affected by the madness.

The blonde-haired assistant sighed. "What are you doing here, Adrian?"

"I went shopping."

"What?"

He chuckled nervously. "I didn't buy anything though. Everything had too many germs."

"How did you get here?"

"I took a cab."

"A cab?" she shrieked.

"It was hard trying to give him the money. It was too crinkly. He said he'd take it anyway, but I insisted that he should have perfectly flat bills."

She helped Monk off of the bench. "I'm glad you're okay, Adrian. If I had known about this, I would've been worried sick!"

"That's why I didn't tell you," he smiled. "I wanted to be impulsive for once."

Sharona beamed as the two walked out of the mall.

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	edenfalling 2004-08-23 11:11 am UTC (link)
	That's so cute! I really like the way you worked the word into the relationship between the two of them. (Reply to this) (Parent)

	word # 68 response storydivagirl 2004-08-17 10:48 am UTC (link)
	Title: Opposing Emotions Author: storydivagirl Fandom: Roswell Summary: Maria post breakup with Michael, thinking about all her opposing emotions. A/N: Written for Word Challenge # 68 at 15minuteficlets so it is unbeta'd and sort of open-ended. Opposing Emotions (Reply to this)

	Options taibhrigh 2004-08-17 04:09 pm UTC (link)
	Title: Options Fandom: Space: Above and Beyond Blurb: West, Hawkes and a mission. (Reply to this)

	shadow_3013 2004-08-17 06:32 pm UTC (link)
	530 words Original fiction/character Possible f/f (depends on how you take it) Rating: G Link (Reply to this)

	gryvon 2004-08-17 09:19 pm UTC (link)
	original fiction drabble, a little bit of backstory explained beforehand. implied male/male rating: g read it here (Reply to this)

	quatorze 2004-08-18 03:15 am UTC (link)
	Oops, haven't written these for a while now - but here we go again. Original, rating G/PG, click HERE for more info + the ficlet. (Reply to this)

	Outline redwolfoz 2004-08-18 06:06 am UTC (link)
	( Outline ) — buffy the vampire slayer (Reply to this)

	tinpanalley 2004-08-18 08:13 am UTC (link)
	Spontaneity-Buffy the Vampire Slayer (Reply to this)

	chessie_reeves 2004-08-18 04:58 pm UTC (link)
	Just Desserts Rating: PG Original fic (Reply to this)

	hilarita 2004-08-19 08:59 am UTC (link)
	Harry Potter fandom Rating: PG for naughty references Pairing: Hermione/Ginny http://www.livejournal.com/users/hilarita/2694.html (Reply to this)

	sister_ananke 2004-08-19 07:18 pm UTC (link)
	Title: Words and Waiting Rating: PG Original Fic. (Reply to this)

	ex_ingenius917 2004-08-20 04:42 am UTC (link)
	Title: none weiss kreuz yohji x aya (Reply to this)

	meltyoudown 2004-08-20 07:19 pm UTC (link)
	Title: Only By This Fandom: The West Wing Rating: NC-17 Category: Leo/Donna/Ainsley http://www.livejournal.com/users/meltyoudown/8597.html#cutid2 (Reply to this)

	blackberry_ink 2004-08-20 08:12 pm UTC (link)
	Title: The Motorbike Fandom: Harry Potter Rating: G Words: 248 (Reply to this)

This one was fun

bashipforever
2004-08-20 09:00 pm UTC (link)

Title: Dating Experiments
Fandom: Btvs
Summary: Buffy decides that experiments in dating are a must. B/A takes place second season sometime after Reptile Boy and before S/I.

I let loose a flying snap kick, catapulting the vamp into the Alpert crypt.
“Capricious, I am not capricious!” I rant to the vamp I’m beating up. I don’t know what capricious means but I’m not it. It’s got to be something bad. Giles made that face, the one he doesn’t make at Willow, when he said it.

I drive a cross punch into the vamp’s kidneys. He grunts and drives a knee up into my stomach. I double over and he lifts me up over his head.

“Why do you guys always have to pick me up and throw me? It’s the little and blond thing isn’t it? Human boys, same problem,” I quip.

The breath is knocked out of me as I land against a headstone, shattering it. Oops. I kick up and apologize to who ever it is laying underneath the remains of the headstone. I duck a roundhouse punch and drive my fist up into the vamp’s gut. I uncurl my fist and hook my fingers under his sternum. I pull up and am rewarded with a cracking sound, followed closely by lots of vampy screaming. I shove a stake through his heart, leave it a little bit too long and watch it dust with the rest of the vamp.

I wrinkle my nose. Oh well, not like I don’t have another. “Always carry a spare stake, good for staking vamps or building tiny fences,” I say to the darkness.

“Tiny fences?” The darkness answers back.

I smile. I know that voice. The shadows part and Angel steps out from them. He looks yummy-licious in dark pants, a white shirt and that long black leather coat of his. On anyone else, the coat would look way dorky but on Angel, yum.

“Oh, I-just-what’s capricious mean?” I ask. I can ask Angel things like this. He won’t roll his eyes and make some comment about the lack of education among American children.

“It means impulsive,” Angel says.

“Oh,” I sigh dropping into a pout. Personally, I know Angel likes it when I pout. He does this thing where he focuses on my mouth and he usually kisses me when I do it. I’ll use any means necessary to get Angel kisses, trust me if you were getting them, you would too.

“So it’s not like bad thing, right?” I ask.

Angel shrugs. “It depends on the situation. Why?” He asks.

I roll my eyes and sigh. “Giles went on this big lecture. I’m not sure what most of it was about because he uses all those English words but he called me capricious and he sounded really annoyed when he said it. Then he went off into his office making this clucking noise that Willow says he makes when he’s angry.”

Angel gives me that little lopsided grin that makes my heart flip flop. “Well, maybe you are a little impulsive sometimes and it doesn’t always turn out well. Remember the frat party with the snake?”

“Yeah, me and dating tends to do that, well dating normal boys,” I say with a glance over at Angel.

“Just when you date normal boys?” Angel asks with this little twinkle in his death-by-chocolate eyes.

I grin and scooch closer to him. “Yeah because I seem to be doing okay with the dating a vampire thing. Of course, I’ll need to do further dating experimentation,” I say.

“Yeah?” Angel asks.

I nod, completely unable to wipe this really huge grin off my face. “Yup, experimentation of the Bronzing type. Look I’m dressed all cute and everything,” I say indicating my really cute new spaghetti strap tank and tight jeans.

Angel grins. His eyes rake over me. “That you are. I agree further experimentation is in order.”

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	e m b e r s cephiedvariable 2004-08-21 12:13 am UTC (link)
	^___^;; I've never posted here before. La la la... Title: Embers Series: Ryuuguu (Original) Rating: PG Warnings? the implied possibility of kinda, sorta, maybe, wowihopeso m/m slash On a moonless night... (Reply to this)

	Finally done playing catch-up. lady_smith 2004-08-22 02:28 am UTC (link)
	Title: Of Fire Fandom: The Nine (Original fiction setting) Rating: G Genre: Fantasy (close enough) Synopsis: Be careful what you ask of Fire. It may just Answer. A/N: I apologize in advance. I have absolutely NO way of telling if this makes sense to anyone but me. Good luck. (Reply to this)

	wabbitseason 2004-08-23 02:25 pm UTC (link)
	Fandom: X-men Movieverse Characters: Scott and Logan Words: 291 Rating: G, gen "Just Because" (Reply to this)

	Word #7 krazysidhe 2004-08-23 11:57 pm UTC (link)
	Title: Starlight By: Jaya Rating: pg13 Warming: kissy stuff male/male Type: Original (Reply to this)

	<i>Brave</i> odyssea 2004-08-24 07:50 pm UTC (link)
	Fandom: Harry Potter Character: Lavender Words: 527 Rating: G Brave (Reply to this)

tropes
2004-09-07 11:02 am UTC (link)

Title: Punchline
Author: muffinbutt
Fandom: Good Omens
Characters: Crowley, Aziraphale
Rating: PG
Summary: Aziraphale contemplates God's nasty sense of humor. This is unbetaed and I hate the ending, but whatever. :D Let me know what you think.
X-posted to

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capricious

Aziraphale often wondered if He thought it was all terribly amusing. If it was a practical joke so capricious and cruel that only He was capable of being diverted by it. He certainly wasn't laughing. And he knew that the last thing the rest of the Holy Host would do is laugh, after having ripped him to pieces with flaming swords.

It was difficult to think of Himself that way. Well. Not difficult, exactly, but... dangerous.

As he found himself yet again going out of his way to meet the demon for lunch at that new Indian place, dinner at their favorite Indo-French bistro, High Tea at the Ritz, a late Champagne Supper at The Gore, ad nauseum, he sighed out his frustration because it was the only acceptable way he could think of to express it.

He smiled idiotically as he considered that Crowley would probably take out any similar tension on any innocent humans who happened to be within the immediate vicinity. Which brought him back to the heart of the problem. Crowley, normally preternaturally observant in matters of sin, especially desire, was utterly oblivious to the mortifying state to which Aziraphale was regularly reduced in his presence. The angel's slightly flushed cheeks were chalked up to overindulgence; his occasional stammers blamed on having lived far too long in the British Isles.

If Aziraphale were a less loving, charitable being, he would have given Crowley up for a fool long ago.

On the other hand, if he were a less loving being, he wouldn't have this problem in the first place.

Yes, He was certainly laughing down at them.

It was unfortunate that no one else who mattered would ever get the joke.

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	evilweevil04 2004-09-07 05:35 pm UTC (link)
	OOoo, that was good. I really enjoyed it. Made me wish it was longer than just a 15 minute ficlet. :3 Also, I'm waaaaay too amused by your screenname -- one of my best friends, for reasons unknown, calls me muffinbutt. Heh. (Reply to this) (Parent)(Thread)

	tropes 2004-09-07 06:02 pm UTC (link)
	Haha, thank you for the review. I'm thinking of expanding it. My best friend calls me muffinbutt too! (Reply to this) (Parent)

	_serpensortia 2004-09-07 05:59 pm UTC (link)
	Very nice! Your style is very true to the book, and quite amusing. :) (Reply to this) (Parent)(Thread)

	tropes 2004-09-07 06:01 pm UTC (link)
	Thank you very much! :"> (Reply to this) (Parent)

	heckthecat 2004-09-07 12:58 pm UTC (link)
	wow. ....really wow. depressing and awesome. I like it a lot. (Reply to this)

	Way, way late, and strange to boot... paxnirvana 2004-09-14 09:40 pm UTC (link)
	Okay, this was... odd. Fandom: Dark Cloud (PS2 game) Is there a fandom for this? is afraid to look Rating: PG-13, or R if you think furries are sick. Oddness be here. Arr. (Reply to this)

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