Title: Ladies of War (The Whose War Anyway Remix)
Author: Brigdh
Ratings/Warnings: PG, spoilers for episode 1x12
Notes: Written for remixthedrabble. veleda_k wrote the original story, Ladies of War.
100 words exactly.


The chain-mail looks like jewelry on Morgana, gleaming in the sunlight against her pale, easily bruised skin. She reminds Gwen of warrior queens in the legends they've read: honourable, aristocratic, willful- unrealistic.

Gwen agreed to the sword-practice because Morgana thinks they'll be safer. Gwen thinks swords and armour won't defeat the dreams that steal Morgana's peace, nor Gaius and his potions, nor Uther who had Tom killed.

Gwen understands the heft of metal, the sharpness of a blade, and she knows that neither will protect her. But she remembers her father's hands guiding hers, and appreciates the comfort of swords.

Title: Portrait of a Voyeur (the Melon Overdub)
Author: Brigdh
Ratings/Warnings: PG-13, I guess.
Notes: Written for remixthedrabble. p_zeigeist wrote the original story, Portrait of the Empath as an Involuntary Voyeur. This is almost certainly one of those remixers where you do need to read the original story first.
100 words exactly.


The sorcerer creates the melon with both beauty and flavor, but also more, a one-way conduit for sensation. He neglects to mention this in the accompanying note.

The first hands to touch it are brief. They are, perhaps, curious, but for now no more than that.

But other hands come, lifting, stroking. This one enjoys pleasure and is quick to lose himself. The melon fills his mouth with cool, fragrant liquid. His knife grows slick, his fingers sticky. He scrapes soft flesh from the rind. Juice runs. He sighs extravagantly.

And when nothing remains of melon or spell, Muraki smiles.

Okay, okay, I am still working on the drabble meme. Promise! But here are three I already wrote:

For medize, who wanted "Ooh! Can we do Swordspoint? It's hard to decide what to request - maybe something with Alec and Richard and either of their families, or Richard and Jessica, or Alec/Richard before Richard retires to the countryside or, you know, anything really. :D"

( Medize's drabble )

For veleda_k, who wanted "Hisoka: Rage, rage against the dying of the light."

( Veleda's drabble )


For parallactic, who wanted "Hisoka and the Necronomicon."

( Parallactic's drabble )

Title: Kissing Cousins
Author: Brigdh
Ratings/Warnings: PG-13, allusions to m/m sex
Summary: There are tensions in the family after Freddy and Kitty's wedding.
Notes: Written for cest_what in the Yuletide 2008 Challenge. I can't believe I forgot to post this to LJ! Uh, correcting that now. I don't remember if I had any other notes. I'm not much at writing comedy and, as I discovered Georgette Heyer's bouncy style is way antithetical to my own writing style, but um, here's this.

( Kissing Cousins )

Title: Compass and Knife
Author: Brigdh
Ratings/Warnings: PG; vague death-by-sword
Summary: After The Privilege of the Sword, Kyros is not as different as Richard might have expected.
Notes: Written as a Stocking Stuffer for Thornsmoke in Yuletide 2007. Kyros is based liberally on my memories of Cyprus. Title from John Gorka's The Gypsy Life.

( Compass and Knife )

Title: The Romans Call It Stoicism
Author: Brigdh
Ratings/Warnings: PG; vague illusions to sex, war.
Summary: Friendship in hard times.
Notes: This assumes the anime takes place in 1935, which I'm not sure is canon or fanon, though I've seen it several places. Also, France actually won the silver in the 1936 Summer Olympics, but I assumed they might not mind sharing with a fictional country. The line Naoji quotes in the last section is, of course, from the Buddha. Written for White Aster as part of Yuletide 2007.


( The Romans Call It Stoicism )

We'll see if this is a good idea, in terms of what I am actually capable of having time to do, but who could resist asking ranalore for a drabble?

MEME:The first ten people to comment on this post get to request a drabble from me. In return, they have to post this meme in their journal. Post all fandoms you’re willing to write for.

Swordspoint
Saiyuki
Yami no Matsuei
Buffy

Also, if there's something I know and have forgotten to list (or if you just think I might know it), feel free to ask.

1. tadcoast
2. chiasmus
3. ladysisyphus
4. aoyagi
5. pukingtoreador
6. ranalore
7. rachelmanija
8. veleda_k

2 left!

Title: Like Crumbs
Author: Brigdh
Ratings/Warnings: PG-13
Notes: Written for the "five ways to die trying" prompt over at 31_days. 250 words exactly. Crossposted also to _riverside. Title from the poem 'The Dark Garden' by Traci Burns. OMG I'M SUPPOSED TO BE WRITING A PAPER RIGHT NOW.
Disclaimer: All characters and places belong to Ellen Kushner.

( Like Crumbs )

Title: Nightingale (The Tiny Glass Bells Mash-Up)
Author: Brigdh
Rating/Warnings: PG-13, for inexplicit m/m sex.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: Of love and fairy tales. Tsuzuki/Hisoka.
Notes: Written for remix_redux (Remix V: Bigger, Longer and Uncut). The lovely and skilled ranalore wrote the original story, The Nightingale. Thanks to my beta, kessie, who was willing to look at this when I finished at the last minute. Further notes here.

( Nightingale (The Tiny Glass Bells Mash-Up) )

Title: Feeling Is First
Author: Brigdh
Rating/Warnings: PG-13 for inexplicit m/m sex.
Word count: 1000 exactly.
Summary: Written for sprinkkink. The prompt was, "Alec/Richard: Fur on skin - 'You are the dawn that arrives in the middle of the night'". Spoilers for The Privilege of the Sword.
Disclaimer: All characters and places belong to Ellen Kushner.

( Feeling Is First)

Title: And In Possession So
Author: Brigdh
Rating/ Warnings: R. Bloodplay; activities engaged in by fictional characters with tenuous holds on both sanity and morality should not be re-enacted by real people, or at least not without safety precautions not featured here.
Word count: 500 exactly.
Summary: Written for springkink. The prompt was, "Alec/Richard, bloodplay, masochistic".

( And In Possession So )

Title: Little Warm in the Heart
Author: Brigdh
Rating/ Warnings: G
Word count: 500 exactly.
Summary: The prompt was, "Tsuzuki/Hisoka - Voyeurism - When you gonna love you as much as I do". Written for springkink.

( Little Warm in the Heart )

Title: Demons'll Charm
Author: Brigdh
Ratings/Warnings: R for violence, I suppose.
Summary: Alec causes collateral damage.
Notes: Written for the "demons'll charm you with a smile for a while" prompt over at 31_days. 500 words exactly. Crossposted also to _riverside.
Disclaimer: All characters and places belong to Ellen Kushner.

( Demons'll Charm )

Title: Secret of Its Skeleton
Author: Brigdh
Ratings/Warnings: NC-17 for m/m sex, with some mild BDSM overtones.
Summary: What do you do when you're stuck inside from the snow? Or, Alec sulks and winter sucks.
Notes: No spoilers. Title taken from T. S. Eliot's Rhapsody on a Windy Night, thanks to ranalore. Even though she intended to give it as a prompt to someone else, it fit so well that I stole it.
Disclaimer: All characters and places belong to Ellen Kushner.

( Secret of Its Skeleton )

Title: Of Smoke and Gold and Breathing
Author: Brigdh
Ratings/Warnings: G for actual happenings, rather higher for implications
Summary: Alec washes his hair.
Notes: No spoilers. Written in a few hours. Short, fairly pointless, hopefully pretty. Title from Leonard Cohen's "Winter Lady". Lyrics here.
Disclaimer: All characters and places belong to Ellen Kushner.


( Of Smoke and Gold and Breathing )

Title: Letters
Author: Brigdh
Ratings/Warnings: PG-13
Summary: A collection of letters. Rose, Katherine, Alec.
Notes: Spoilers for The Privilege of the Sword. Written for yuletide 2006.
Disclaimer: All characters and places belong to Ellen Kushner.

( Letters )

Title: Sins
Author: Brigdh
Ratings/Warnings: PG for people being depressing, and talk about killing.
Summary: Alec finds out about Jessamyn.
Notes: I should probably not be so self-indulgent as to actually post this without checking with someone else first, but I suspect that if I wait I will never want to look at this story again, and I'm reluctant to let it languish on my harddrive forever. If that's not enough of a warning for you, I don't know what else to add.
Disclaimer: All characters and places belong to Ellen Kushner.

( Sins )

Title: Lips Not for Scorn
Author: Brigdh
Ratings/Warnings: PG-13 for m/m/m kisses.
Summary: Everyone appreciates kisses. Eventually.
Notes: For ranalore over at wishkisses.
***

Kenren and Tenpou stand next to the window, speaking quietly. Tenpou relaxes against the wall and Kenren plants a hand next to his head, leaning in for a kiss. Neither of them are wearing anything; the bright afternoon light picks out the browns in their dark hair, and the warmth in their pale skin; a white glare outlines them. Konzen sits up, the sheet pooling in his lap, and they both turn to look at him, Kenren slouching against Tenpou. "Well, look who woke up."

"Anyone can see you," Konzen says, brusque.

Kenren smirks and stretches deliberately, but Tenpou ducks under his outstretched arm and returns to the bed. "He's right." He kneels on the edge and smiles; Konzen apprehensively squares his shoulders.

Kenren follows slowly, complaining. "Don't tell me he's turned you into a prude, too?"

"No." Tenpou kisses Konzen, who tilts his chin up to allow it; Tenpou tastes like tea and cigarettes and sleep. Konzen watches Kenren for a moment, then closes his eyes. Tenpou pulls away the sheet as soon as he's distracted. "But I don't like to share."

Konzen grabs for the sheet, but Kenren sits on top of it, laughing. "Gotta love a jealous streak. As long as it doesn't interfere with my own view, of course."

"Neither of you-" Konzen begins angrily, but Kenren smothers the end of the sentence with a kiss.

"C'mon, Konzen," he murmurs when Konzen jerks away. "It's just a joke."

Konzen glares at him, until Tenpou drifts a hand along Konzen's hip and he turns. "You wouldn't hold our appreciation against us, would you?"

"Yes," Konzen says, but the word loses its force when he gasps; Kenren is kissing his neck and shoulder, calloused fingers in Konzen's hair.

"Good." Tenpou kisses him again; Konzen doesn't resist for long.