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Drabble requests, please!
I am on a mission. I'm going to be concise about it, because that's the idea I'm after here.
Verbosity can seriously drag a body down and it's been a while since I wrote anything short. The WIPs I'm slogging through are all shaping up to be long; the collabs I'm working on are even longer. So in order to purge and rejuvenate my system, I've decided to graciously slut myself out.
Fandom-wise, I can handle House, Firefly, Wicked, Harry Potter (haven't read DH, however), Shakespeare, Good Omens, and pretty much anything Victor Hugo has ever written. Submit as many requests as you like. It's killing me having nothing but really lengthy stuff on my plate and I just want to finish something.
I am on a mission. I'm going to be concise about it, because that's the idea I'm after here.
Verbosity can seriously drag a body down and it's been a while since I wrote anything short. The WIPs I'm slogging through are all shaping up to be long; the collabs I'm working on are even longer. So in order to purge and rejuvenate my system, I've decided to graciously slut myself out.
Fandom-wise, I can handle House, Firefly, Wicked, Harry Potter (haven't read DH, however), Shakespeare, Good Omens, and pretty much anything Victor Hugo has ever written. Submit as many requests as you like. It's killing me having nothing but really lengthy stuff on my plate and I just want to finish something.
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I want a Cameron/Chase drabble! :D
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Word Count: 156
“It’s a terrible idea,” Crowley agreed. “What was the effect of that statement intended to be, exactly?”
“I thought you were keeping yourself entertained with…whatsit. Your…area?”
This was why heaven was always three gigantic quicksand-mired steps behind. Aziraphale could name every Bible ever written, every easy listening station ever to drone over the airwaves, and quite possibly every brand of gourmet cheese ever to reek its way out of France, but how much of an influence could that realistically have on the human population? “You mean MySpace? Exceeded expectations; I can’t possibly contribute anything more. This, now…” Crowley nodded in satisfaction at the screen and deftly tapped a few more keys.
Peering over the demon’s shoulder with a monumentally puzzled expression, Aziraphale tentatively took another sip of Diet Pepsi Max.
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