*makes up writing meme*

[askerian]

Give me a character or pairing and I will write snippets of ten different alternate universe for it. One line, ten lines, a ficlet if you're lucky.

1. wild west:
2. cyberpunk:
3. furries:
4. pirates:
5. ...in SPACE!!:
6. born another gender:
7. schoolfic:
8. army/police/firefighters/EMT:
9. urban fantasy:
10. harem:


First three requests for now! Plz not to ask me about any akatsuki (okay maybe itachi) or ozzies or stuff you don't think I would write in normal times but you just really want to ~~challenge~~ me. I'd only get writer's block, guaranteed. D:

animeprincess: narusasu -- all done!those are not what i'd call snippets. damn it, self.
nemi_chan: Blue Also done! omg. In general shorter, but still... quite a few of them are a bit more than ten lines. DX
gold_panner: itasasu



edit: g-guys. this is a LITTLE more than three requests. DX *ded nao thx* I'll see what i can do for those already posted (don't hold your breath) but srsly NO MORE.

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Blue - 7. schoolfic

[askerian]

Kem Sevag does not like New Ararat's schools. Kem Sevag does not like New Ararat at all. It's all so... clean. And open. He's never been agoraphobic, but under the giant transparent domes that let the sky show, he's tempted. But the worst is the people. All gene-cleaned. All "pure" and "unmodified." He'd never get a permit to reproduce on this planet. He's tainted by at least three different gene reconstructions.

But his stepfather and his mother have emigrated here, so he has to go to school here. And his stepfather is rich, so he goes to the good schools.

He's the oldest in the class by two years and he still feels like a moron. He's pretty sure his classmates share the thought.

He wouldn't care -- if only he could be sure.

They're all empty to him. All closed off and blank like walls, they don't even feel like real people to him. It creeps him out. And always so serene and blahblahblah meditate and process your emotions what the FUCK ever. Makes him want to break shit.

So one day he does. Picks up the remote control for the big white board and throws it. Crack.

There's like a flicker in the air -- the professor? The TA? They're the closest. He zeroes in on them. Stares. Their faces are a little surprised, a lot disappointed.

He picks up something else.

"Kem, what is troubling you?"

"The fact that you're calling me Kem," he replies calmly, and breaks whatever it was he held.

Another flicker, here and gone. If it wasn't so empty here, hadn't been empty for so long, he would never have noticed. He's like a man lost in a caved-in tunnel for weeks, even muted starlight looks bright.

"That's your name," the TA replies, a little faster.

"Kem is my personal name." Break. "It's not for you." Break. Neither of them are stopping him yet, for fuck's sake he's seventeen and they're adults and why is no one stopping him? This time he snarls, too, and he throws his chair. Nowhere near close anyone, though he's tempted. The students gasp and stare at him like a herd of cows. None of them even tries to leave. Are they all stupid? Suicidal? He picks up another chair and this time he wants to throw it at them, he does, he does.

Hand on his wrist. Anger to meet his own, match it. Almost a voice in there.

Someone else.

Someone else.

He slugs the TA in the jaw, and follows him to the ground, and kisses him full on the mouth.

Re: Blue - 7. schoolfic

[askerian]

... I just realized I never mentioned that the TA = Arun. I lose. ~__~

Re: Blue - 7. schoolfic

[flowerflute.livejournal.com]

No. In fact, you WIN. Emotional starvation <3