#short drabble

[gerardwaysdoll]

does anyone else wonder what it would be like to hold Gerard’s hand (basically short hc? idfk)

💕 it would be calloused and slightly warm, and he would keep a firm grip on you at all times

🪽He would also love to interlock fingers (makes him feel closer)

💕If you had rings on he would caress them softly, along with your fingers

🪽“I won’t let go of your hand, baby. Promise.”

[redaresss]

For the Drabble list, #22 for Zea and Davrin please?

Thank you so much. Drabble list here.

22. "Not a real thing, I'm afraid."

I had way too much fun with this lol.

Zea was sitting on her couch resting her busted knee on the coffee table and watching some animal show about nugs and how they would make great companions with cats. Assan curled up, sleeping next to her. Davrin had just plopped down next to her with a bowl of popcorn and two bottles of water.

"Are those nugs?" Staring at the screen as he handed her one of the bottles.

"Yup."

"Thought they died out centuries ago."

"They did. This is what if extinct animals came back but small enough to be pets."

"Nugs were already small pig things." Grabbing a handful of popcorn. "Better question, which one would you pick?"

"Griffons." Taking a sip of her water. Davrin narrowed his eyes at her.

"Those are not a real thing, I'm afraid."

"Says who?" Zea shot back taking her own handful of popcorn before shoving it in her mouth.

"Have you ever heard of anyone discovering griffon bones or anything?"

"Just because no information has be found on them, doesn't mean they never lived." Placing her hand back in the bowl. "Next you're gonna say dragons weren't real." Davrin's hand hovered over the bowl as he looked at Zea incredulously.

She busted out laughing which startled Assan awake. In his mad dash to distance himself from Zea's loud guffaw, he knocked over the popcorn bowl. Clattering to the ground. The couple stared at each other for a moment.

"This was your fault." Davrin's eyes went wide.

"Oh yea?" He leaned over and began tickling her in the one spot he knew she was.

"Ah no fair I can't run. Stop." Her protest lost on the winds of laughter that filled the small loft.

Dividers by @/pixopix

[redaresss]

Hiiii, I'm here with a drabble prompt! Perhaps something with Ulrike for 13?

Thank you. Drabble list here.

13. "Let's play a little game, shall we?"

This was a little hard as I was trying not to spoil anything I have planned for Rook week. But I got something.

Sitting alone as he was known to do, Ulrike read a book. Nothing that grabbed his attention. But a short elf making her way towards him, peeked his interest. Especially when he truly realized that she was, indeed, heading towards him.

"Are you Ulrike?"

"Uh. Yes?" The short elf sat next to him on the bench just outside a lecture hall and stared.

"You're like me…" She tilted her head to the side, greens pierced his red. "But not."

"If you mean an elf-" She sucked her teeth, waving her hand dismissively.

"No. Nothing so simple. You're not…alive, are you?" Ulrike swallowed hard. Placing his book down on his lap. Staring at her unreadable face as he pondered his response.

"It's…complicated."

"Oh if you are, no worries. I was too." It was Ulrike's turn to tilt his head.

"Was?" She laughed before clasping her hands together in front of her.

"Oh I got it. Let's play a little game, shall we?" Ulrike blinked once then twice. A wide smile snapped across his face as chuckled softly.

"I do like games. Though I'm not any good."

"Do not worry, Ulrike. It's a simple game of information."

"Hmm. Perhaps you can start by sharing your name?" The girls eyes went wide.

"Oh my, forgive me. I'm Nona." She held her hand out towards him. And he, gladly, took it

"Pleasure to meet you Nona."

Hope you don't mind me using Nona for this.

[redaresss]

18. "What a catch you are."

Any pairing

Yay thank you. Drabble list here

I worry I get Fenn wrong but This popped in almost immediately after reading the prompt.

It was hot out and Fenn needed a new, cooler outfit. More so, she wanted a new outfit and wanted Zea to tag along.

One, two, three, different stores with nothing to show for it until Fenn gasped. Clutching Zea hands, she dragged her large girlfriend to the next shop.

Zea sat in the waiting area of the dressing room, giving her opinion on every crop-top/skirt combo or baggy t-shirt/short-shorts. Fenn would come out of the changing room, pose in front of the mirror a few times and turn to Zea.

"Well?" A simple red crop-top and low rise blue jeans.

"Thought you wanted something cool?"

"This is cool. Better yet, it's comfortable. So again, well?"

"I like it."

"You like everything I wear." Zea smirked.

"Is that bad?" Fenn turned back to the mirror, posing once more.

"No. I'm a catch." Zea stood up, moving closer, she wrapped her arms around Fenn's waist. Planting a kiss behind her ear.

"And what a catch you are."

Dividers by @/pixopix

[redaresss]

51. "Is that flower for me?" with Zea and Emmrich please and thank you <3

--@theshotsheardacrossworlds

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Not gonna lie, this one got away from me a bit cause brain wanted to keep going.

Zea and Emmrich walked hand in hand around the memorial gardens. Something the pair did often when they had a moment. She knew next to nothing about flowers, beetles, or any of the fancy words Emmrich would grace her ears with. But she loved when he was himself with her. She loved him.

As they walked and talked, Zea was aware they had wandered to an area new to her.

"Um, Em? Where are we going?" Emmrich responded by simply squeezing her hand and brought the back of her hand to his lips. A lingered kiss as he stopped walking.

They were in the middle colorfully garden. Lush greens, purples, and pinks and whites. Without letting her hand go he plucked a white flower that had large petals with smaller yellow petals with a green center. He turned to her, placing the flower in her palm.

"Is that flower for me?"

"This little one showed not long ago. Along with all the others you see around us." Emmrich explained. "It is by far my favorite amongst them.." Smoothly he lifted his hand up to the air, carefully turning his hand as if conducting the very atmosphere. "In a strange way, it reminds me of you." Suddenly it began to rain. Gentle, yet large drops of water fell down on the pair. She couldn't stop the warmth that grew on her cheek as his wet hair clung to his forehead.

Zea looked down at the bright white flower and back to Emmrich confused.

"I don't understand. What makes this one so special?"

"My research on it shows it's from a far land I've never heard of. How it ended up here in the Necropolis, is beyond me. However, if you notice…" Pushing her hand up a little closer, she looked down at her wet hand and gasped.

The white petals had turned translucent. The center green bud was as well minus the yellow surrounding it. Upon closer inspection, Zea could see all the intricate details. Almost like a skeleton.

"This little flower is strong, resilient and adaptable. Much like yourself. My indomitable, darling, Zea."

Dividers by @/strangergraphics

[redaresss]

53 for Drabble List #17!

Thank you. List here

Ok so my dumbass miss read and thought you wanted two in one so that's what I did lol.

53. It's a little souvenir and 17. dance like no one is judging lol.

Wood chips and shaving on the floor of Davrins studio was nothing new for the sculptor. Class was over and the weekend had arrived. But as he sat on his stool, knife in one hand and a near finished piece of wood in the other hand all he wanted was to finish the piece.

"You almost done?" The soft voice near his ear made the broad elf jump to his feet.

"What the ffff… Zea?" Zea stood up with a cheeky grin hands behind her back.

"You were suppose meet me an hour ago." Darvin looked up at the clock hanging on the wall and swore under his breath.

"Sorry, I lost track trying to finish this piece." Just as the words left his mouth he regretted it. "Ugh, here." He, rather roughly, handed Zea the wooden piece he was craving. A bear that appeared to be wearing boxing gloves. It was unfinished as the feet lacked the details the upper body had. "It's a little souvenir. Wanted to finish it before your next fight but…" Davrin simply shrugged.

Zea smiled at the fighting bear, fingers tracing over it. Suddenly she wrapped her arms around his shoulders in a hug.

"Thank you, Dav. I love it."

After some kisses and more small talk, Zea offered to help him clean up. As the couple did so, Zea turned on the radio. Sweeping away as her hips began to sway to the tunes as they came and went. After a beat she was dancing more than sweeping and Davrin noticed. Halting his own clean up to watch his girlfriend with two left feet dance like no one is judging.

When she finally noticed him watching, she didn't stop. Simply beckoned him over and the two danced.

[fr-ies]

Short Drabble

Pairing: v!Scott x v!Pyro

TW: Abuse

"You're expendable"

Pyro lifts their head to look over to their Sire. Dread pooling in their stomach as they watch him wall over. The look of disgust on their sire's face. "I can prove my worth to you, Sire."

"You've only proven to me that you're wasteful, impatient, and lack the proper etiquette to be a true proper vampire."

They shook their head while taking a step towards him. "Sire, I promise you-"

A loud slap rings through the castle as Pyro stares at the floor. Their hand lifting up to touch their cheek. Before them stood Scott, who stood tall with a sneer. "Your only purpose for me is to act like a meat shield before you inevitably fall to the hand of a human. Do you understand?"

Pyro lifts their gaze once again to look at their Sire. Their hands shook with their back slouching to make themselves appear smaller. "Of course, Sire. I understand that I am merely here to die for you."

They felt their face get grabbed, and before they knew it, a kiss was planted on their head.

"Good.."

[aspenindatree]

Regulus and Sirius both struggle to get used to safety in a family home. Sure one hides it better than the other but they both still show signs.

When the record clicks to an end it sounds just enough like a door being opened that their eyes train on the nearest doorway. Sirius puts on an even bigger grin to hide it, acting like nothing happened because after years of staying with James he's learned that its best to hide the habit. Regulus doesn't do so good at first. His eyes snap to the doorway and his posture straightens. Hands folded, back straight, face blank and expectant quicker than anyone could even get up to flip the record.

James notices pretty fast, he sees it the first time it happens. He had been watching Regulus the entire time the music was playing, searching for every reaction to gage whether or not the younger boy liked the tunes. A gentle smile had taken over James's face as he watched Regulus relax back into the chair. Relived that Reg looked... happy for the first time in days. So of course he noticed when all that hesitant enjoyment suddenly disappeared. Regulus looked like a completely different person in the span of seconds just because the music ended?

It took James a few seconds to realize that it was the click, the sound perfectly mirrored that of a door latch being opened. It took James far less time to then realize that while Regulus had seemingly doing better, there would still be that fear imprinted in his soul... the same he had learned to find in his best friend a year or two ago. He could feel his heart break slightly at the same time immeasurable hatred for the two's family grew even more steady in his soul. He'd never be letting Regulus or Sirius return back to whatever hell of a place made a soft click a thing to be feared.

When Regulus notices James expression of sad sympathy and stubborn resolution hes confused. He's even more confused when weeks later James states his promise aloud. Because to the Blacks a door opening means correction and hiding and panic. Of course it does, what else would it mean?