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st_aurafinaTitle: Grandmothers For Peace
Fandom: Wonder Woman
Rating: G
Words: 100
Characters/Pairings: Diana & Etta
Warnings/Content: Future fic, protests
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multifandomdrabble 2017.
Summary: 1958, The Atomic Research Weapons Establishment, Aldermaston
Also at the Archive
Diana thought the protest like a festival: loud, passionate and filled with wise women. Etta was chained to the gate, the chain passing under her clothes. "They daren't touch me now," she said, knitting furiously.
"Etta," said Diana. "Your children are worried."
Etta looked at her sternly over her glasses. "Well, I'm doing this for them. Push off, darling. They're bringing the bolt cutters."
She rattled her chain as a signal. "Remember, ladies! Strength through peaceful protest!" The other women cheered and rattled their chains.
Diana got out of the way. Etta, like an Amazonian general, had rallied her troops.
Title: Wuthering Heights
Fandom: Riverdale
Rating: Teen
Words: 100
Characters/Pairings: Cheryl Blossom/Jughead Jones, Cheryl Blossom/Veronica Lodge, Jason Blossom
Warnings/Content: Canonically dead character
Notes: Formultifandomdrabble 2017.
Summary: Cheryl wished people would be more accepting of her brother.
Also at the Archive
Cheryl nestled against Jughead's chest, warm and content. She ignored the tapping at the window.
Juggy couldn't. "Um, Cheryl?"
Cheryl sighed. Why were people so difficult? "Jason will go when I'm sleeping. He just wants me to know he cares."
Jughead watched the spectre press its face to the glass. It wasn't a caring expression, exactly.
---
At the Lodge residence, Veronica brandished a crucifix at the balcony door.
"Fuck off, dead Jason!" she shouted. Startled, Jason drifted backwards.
Angry suddenly, Cheryl made a decision. "Leave my dead brother alone! We're a package deal. You want me, you get him too."
Title: Under the Sycamore Tree
Fandom: Twin Peaks
Rating: Teen
Words: 100
Characters/Pairings: Dale Cooper/Audrey Horne
Warnings/Content: Post-S2, The Black Lodge
Notes: Formultifandomdrabble 2017.
Summary: After the explosion, Audrey finds herself in an unfamiliar place.
Also at the Archive
The explosion was a wave of heat. When Audrey opened her eyes, she saw curtains, a geometric black and white floor.
She wandered through room after room. Once, she saw Laura's father crouched in an armchair. He snarled, fingers curled into the upholstery, but did not leap.
Agent Cooper moved towards her with crisp and confident steps. He smiled tenderly, kissed her lips.
"Go home," he said, his voice drawling and odd. "Audrey, this is no place for you."
He pushed her through the curtains. She woke with hospital linen beneath her fingers, and cried for something forgotten but lost.
Title: For Services Rendered
Fandom: The Retired Angel of Death
Rating: Teen
Words: 100
Characters/Pairings: Brittany
Warnings/Content: Post-canon, future fic, alien world, seafood
Notes: Formultifandomdrabble 2017. The Retired Angel of Death is a sci-fi short story by Jamie Lackey, about a retired assassin who takes up food blogging and travel. You can read it here: The Retired Angel of Death.
Summary: Brittany has no problems eating meat.
Also at the Archive
Brittany doesn't question the ethics of eating meat. She's a retired killer. She knows death – she's been death. She's not afraid to eat it. Or photograph it.
She swims in blood-tepid water with a pod of orange porpoises that slip over and around her body like they're in a pot of swirling noodles. One of them brings her a starfish, twenty-legged and spiny, then corkscrews away, delighted with itself.
At her hotel, the chef is ecstatic: the starfish is a delicacy, he would love to prepare it for her. Brittany forgoes the porpoise sashimi that night. It's been paid for.
Fandom: Wonder Woman
Rating: G
Words: 100
Characters/Pairings: Diana & Etta
Warnings/Content: Future fic, protests
Notes: For
multifandomdrabble 2017. Summary: 1958, The Atomic Research Weapons Establishment, Aldermaston
Also at the Archive
Diana thought the protest like a festival: loud, passionate and filled with wise women. Etta was chained to the gate, the chain passing under her clothes. "They daren't touch me now," she said, knitting furiously.
"Etta," said Diana. "Your children are worried."
Etta looked at her sternly over her glasses. "Well, I'm doing this for them. Push off, darling. They're bringing the bolt cutters."
She rattled her chain as a signal. "Remember, ladies! Strength through peaceful protest!" The other women cheered and rattled their chains.
Diana got out of the way. Etta, like an Amazonian general, had rallied her troops.
Title: Wuthering Heights
Fandom: Riverdale
Rating: Teen
Words: 100
Characters/Pairings: Cheryl Blossom/Jughead Jones, Cheryl Blossom/Veronica Lodge, Jason Blossom
Warnings/Content: Canonically dead character
Notes: For
multifandomdrabble 2017. Summary: Cheryl wished people would be more accepting of her brother.
Also at the Archive
Cheryl nestled against Jughead's chest, warm and content. She ignored the tapping at the window.
Juggy couldn't. "Um, Cheryl?"
Cheryl sighed. Why were people so difficult? "Jason will go when I'm sleeping. He just wants me to know he cares."
Jughead watched the spectre press its face to the glass. It wasn't a caring expression, exactly.
---
At the Lodge residence, Veronica brandished a crucifix at the balcony door.
"Fuck off, dead Jason!" she shouted. Startled, Jason drifted backwards.
Angry suddenly, Cheryl made a decision. "Leave my dead brother alone! We're a package deal. You want me, you get him too."
Title: Under the Sycamore Tree
Fandom: Twin Peaks
Rating: Teen
Words: 100
Characters/Pairings: Dale Cooper/Audrey Horne
Warnings/Content: Post-S2, The Black Lodge
Notes: For
multifandomdrabble 2017. Summary: After the explosion, Audrey finds herself in an unfamiliar place.
Also at the Archive
The explosion was a wave of heat. When Audrey opened her eyes, she saw curtains, a geometric black and white floor.
She wandered through room after room. Once, she saw Laura's father crouched in an armchair. He snarled, fingers curled into the upholstery, but did not leap.
Agent Cooper moved towards her with crisp and confident steps. He smiled tenderly, kissed her lips.
"Go home," he said, his voice drawling and odd. "Audrey, this is no place for you."
He pushed her through the curtains. She woke with hospital linen beneath her fingers, and cried for something forgotten but lost.
Title: For Services Rendered
Fandom: The Retired Angel of Death
Rating: Teen
Words: 100
Characters/Pairings: Brittany
Warnings/Content: Post-canon, future fic, alien world, seafood
Notes: For
multifandomdrabble 2017. The Retired Angel of Death is a sci-fi short story by Jamie Lackey, about a retired assassin who takes up food blogging and travel. You can read it here: The Retired Angel of Death.Summary: Brittany has no problems eating meat.
Also at the Archive
Brittany doesn't question the ethics of eating meat. She's a retired killer. She knows death – she's been death. She's not afraid to eat it. Or photograph it.
She swims in blood-tepid water with a pod of orange porpoises that slip over and around her body like they're in a pot of swirling noodles. One of them brings her a starfish, twenty-legged and spiny, then corkscrews away, delighted with itself.
At her hotel, the chef is ecstatic: the starfish is a delicacy, he would love to prepare it for her. Brittany forgoes the porpoise sashimi that night. It's been paid for.