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[tessa-liam]

November 2025 Drabble Challenge

Word Prompt, Day 12: Tempest

An arrangement, a past, something unspoken but painfully real - threads of loyalty and desire tangled beneath the crown. A tempest brews within the council chamber, though the air is calm. My gaze meets hers across the mahogany expanse, a silent conversation where every word is a landmine. Landon speaks of treaties and trade, as I watch her fingers trace the rim of her goblet, a nervous habit I know well. It speaks of the arrangement, of promises whispered in candlelight that now curdle like sour wine. The crown weighs heavy, not just on my head, but in my heart. 

Choices The Royal Romance

Turning the Page Series, Book 2, chapter 2

- An Inconvenient Truth

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[amywritesthings]

bakugou katsuki. / day 12: tempest

fandom: my hero academia character: bakugou katsuki tags: post-war, adultverse, blood mention for @thedrabblecollective's challenge

He can take it.

The mantra repeats like a broken record in the back of his scattered mind, causing his scarred fingers to curl around the sink holding him up. Even as he stares down at the blood in the sink, he grits his teeth and dares it to choke him.

Coming back from the dead yet still playing the heel, Bakugou likes to think he's more than earned his keep.

Besides, being hated today means they'll get the hell out of his way tomorrow.

If he's meant to play the tempest of the hero world, then so be it.

[linnea-ancalime]

November 2025 Drabble Challenge – Recap 3/6

Here's an overview of our third batch of five drabbles for @thedrabblecollective's challenge! All 100 words, all up on AO3 :3

11- cosy [G] Death Note (Matt/Mello/Near, post-canon, fluff)

Near is not quite awake, not quite asleep.

12- tempest [G] Hellblade II (Senua, post-canon, reminiscing)

Most tempests happen in the same way; only we change.

13- fog [G] Death Note (Near, during or post-canon)

Brain fog is the worst symptom of migraine.

14- coffee [G] Death Note (Mello/Near, immediate post-canon, alive Mello & Matt)

Tying up loose ends is thankless work.

15- squash [G] Death Note (Mello-centric with hints of Matt/Mello and Mello/Near, shortly after Mello explodes his own headquarters)

He has long since stopped believing in divine intervention, but some things still feel like it.

You can find all of our drabbles for this challenge in our Drabble Challenge November 2025 series!

[seaglasswrites]

Drabble Collective 2025

Day 12: Tempest - @thedrabblecollective

This, as well as all of the other drabbles I’ll be doing for this challenge, are meant to be (out of order) parts of a novel I’m working on, so they probably won’t make much sense on their own.

When Cedar and Sequoia set out, on Oak’s orders, to salvage together the next day, they did not look at one another. The cousins seemed to have silently agreed not to discuss the events of the previous day, and left the manor, baskets in hand, in a hush, gazes on the soft, pear-colored ground. Cedar had no thought to spare for the process of picking the useful bits out of the great slush of the Treeshore; Her energy was spent entirely on propelling the gears in her mind, her contemplation like a tempest sweeping through a diaphanous vestige of serenity.

[lilulicious]

November 2025 Drabble Challenge

Day 12 Prompt: Tempest Fandom: Thunderbolts (Movie), MCU Fandom Relationships: John Walker/Lilu McLovin (OC) Pairing: John Walker/Lilu McLovin - romantic relationship, all others - friendly Lilu McLovin (OC): female, Latinx, 27, 5’9”, 160lb, curvy/fit, light/med brown complexion, red hair in a bob, size 12. Former US Army Ranger, Sgt 1st Class, Sniper, assigned as support for team Thunderbolts. Word Count: 100 Warnings: None. Summary: Lilu has never been a girly-girl. Her mother’s pressure helped alienate her. She’s glad to find a group of men and women who not only accept her but match her energy. READ ON AO3 or CONTINUE READING BELOW

You Take the Mimosa, I’ll Take the Hand Grenade

I have to hand it to Valentina for leaving me in this current assignment. Everyone here has been through some sort of trauma. And I'm not considered a freak when I watch war movies with John to poke fun at how inaccurate they are, or turn my nose up at chick flicks. 

That's how I ended up living with my Dad, the CIA spook. Mom always wanted me to be more of a girly-girl. Her pushing started a tempest in a teacup which grew to a category 5 hurricane. I blew the door off the house and never came back.

[smallbeefwrites]

Day 12 - Tempest V2

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There was a storm brewing out in the bay, the impending chaos was giving Absol a headache. She could see the greying clouds and the shearing gusts of the tempest in her mind's eye, and she needed so desperately to do somethkng about it.

She had already convinced the pokemon in the area to leave or hunker down safely in the caves and tunnels that she knew wouldnt be affected by the surging waves, but the humans in the village were still a problem. She tried everything but they continued as normal, chasing her off. Why were humans so frustrating?

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[astralcalm]

Day 12. Tempest

Challenge hosted by @thedrabblecollective Title: To Make This House a Home Fandom: Liselotte & Witch's Forest Characters: Liselotte Berenk, Engetsu | Enrich Pairing: Engetsu | Enrich/Liselotte Berenk Rating: T Content warning: Swearing Masterlist Read on AO3

The rain fell heavily and the wind howled as the tempest grew stronger. Liselotte kept running, fighting the elements, barely seeing in front of her. Her drenched hair and clothes stuck to her body.

Arriving at her destination, she fell to her knees and hurriedly started unfolding her package.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

She looked up in surprise and met Engetsu's angry gaze.

"The vegetable garden... I'll lose it all if it's not protected."

He stared at her for a few seconds before groaning and taking the other half of the canvas tarpaulin from her hands.

"You're impossible."

[daenknightramblings]

100 Word Drabbles - The Drabble Challenge - Day 12

Prompt: Tempest Writing Type: Fanfiction Fandom: 99 Nights in the Forest Characters: The Furniture Trader Content Warnings: None Challenge Host: @thedrabblecollective Divider Design: @saradika-graphics

AN: Please do not upload this to any other fanfiction or original writing site (Ao3, Wattpad, FFnet); this is currently only for Tumblr. I also do not consent to having this used to train any AI. Thank you.

Lightning flashed, and the vicious tempest raged on. Rain battered every surface of the wagon, winds shaking the wooden frame, and Butterscotch whinnied in fear. All the furniture George had in storage jostled under the straps.

The man squinted through the sheet of rain. He wanted to turn back, but his best customer was in the middle of the forest and wanted their furnishings. Their campfire shone out, and George hoped they would open their camp for him.

With the promise of coins, and the soft spot he had for the camper, George and Butterscotch pushed on through the storm.

AN: Like the previous prompt I did for 99NitF, the names are made up. George is for the furniture trader, and Butterscotch is the name I call the horse.