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06 June 2010 @ 04:43 am
Round Five - Fic  
Hey, everyone! Time has come for the prompt post to be closed and the writing of fic to begin.

Some Rules/Guidelines for Submission and Feedback:

1. Drabbles should be submitted by commenting on this post. There is no word minimum or maximum. If your fic doesn't fit in one comment (about 4300 characters), that's perfectly fine. Just post an excerpt of your fic and a link to the rest of the story elsewhere.

2. You need to use a subject line for your submissions.

The format you should use is: Title, Prompt, Rating. Example: That's How I Was Raised And I Turned Out TV, The Simpsons reruns, PG

3. Each drabble should be submitted as a new comment to this post.

4. Anyone can submit as many drabbles as they'd like, using any prompts, even your own. More than one person can submit for the same prompt.

5. Feel free to cross-post submissions elsewhere. Just make sure you let others know you wrote if for this drabble-a-thon.

6. If you like what you've read, please take the time to tell the author. Comments are like crack to fanfic writers. We can never get enough. (Please be sure to reply to the comment in which the author posted their drabble, not to this original post, so the author receives your feedback.)

7. Absolutely no flames of any kind will be tolerated in this community. This is supposed to be fun. Read the subject line before reading, and simply skip over something that appears not to be to your liking or rating preference.

The deadline for Round Five Submissions will be on September 23rd. Go on and write, everyone.

Prompt List

the absence of your company
accidental meeting
advice from Mom
after-hours drinking
aging un-gracefully
apples and oranges
around you
artificial insemination

baby names
baby shower
the ball's in your court
beach house
bee sting
better fit
bitch slap
brutal honesty
business juice
"business" trip

Can I play with your wii?
car ride
car service
catching the bouquet
Cheese Scarf
Chinese food
chocolate cake
cold feet
complete 180
Coney Island
cooking class
corporate bonding

do it again
Dream about you
drunk dialing
drunk on fish

easy bake oven

fake husband
Fate or Coincidence
four years and counting...

getting older
Ghost of You
girls night out
the glass is half empty
the glass is half full
good surprise?
green card

hair dye
Hard Equations And Rational Thinking
Heavy Heart
hot child in the city
how did you sleep?

I miss you
it's too big

Jack’s baby?
Jack gets punched
jeans in the oven
job interview
just like that

killing time

laser tag
Last Confession
lost pants
Love Lockdown
lovers (not in between meat and pizza)

make it without you
making amends
margarita Thursday
maybe not
movie premiere

never in a million years, Jack Donaghy
new glasses
not me

pizza party
Poison Ivy

quiet time

real estate
real love

sandwich rules
Saturday morning
Sean Hannity
Second City
second divorce
second marriage
sex therapist
she's fantastic
Shooting Stars
shut your face
silver lining
Snapple cap
sock it to me
sour lemon
Star Trek
stop doing that
streets ahead
surprising development

There’s only One Liz Lemon in the world!
thumbs up
time and time again
tissue paper
top chef
the trouble with dreams

underneath it all
unusual middle names

very, very wrong

wedding gift
who is it?
Wii Fit
worth it

you can do better
you don't say?
YouFace profile
you're cold

Current Mood: tiredtired
Current Music: Andrew Belle - Replace Me
Elizabeth :)foreverislong on September 15th, 2010 04:53 pm (UTC)
Let Me In, Lingerie, PG
“…And it’s just awesome because the meatballs don’t fall out of the sub, which means I can wear white shirts to lunch again” Liz finishes telling Jack in detail about why she’s so psyched about the new Sub place she’d found in Midtown. Well, really she’s just fantasizing about them out loud. She’s pretty sure Jack stopped listening about 5 minutes ago anyway.

In fact, she knows he did, since he’s now rummaging around her closet. Is that allowed? How long do you have to date someone before they’re allowed to rummage around your closet? Did that sound dirty? She’s rambling again. At least it’s in her head this time so Jack can’t think she’s obsessed with food AND has some sort of verbal vomit disorder. So. That’s good.

“Lemon. Do you ever stop thinking?” Jack mused, as his hands rifle through endless striped sweaters and cardigans. (Liz thinks he might find Narnia if he keeps going. That would be weird. Oh, God. She’s thinking again isn’t she? Stop it, Liz.) Continually perusing the things Liz Lemon keeps hidden from everyone else.

He’s actually rather pleased that she hasn’t stopped him. Pleased that their relationship is reaching a level where she’s beginning to trust letting him into more than her bed. Pleased that she’s one step closer to letting him into her heart, too.

He’s surprised she’s so lackadaisical about the whole thing, too. He expected her to be constantly hovering over his shoulder, justifying every item of clothing, every hole, every food stain. (Honestly, there are some things that he wishes she *would* explain, like the yoghurt stain on her pants leg. At least, he thinks it’s yoghurt. Wait. This is Liz’s closet. Of course it’s yoghurt.) But Liz just stays in bed, stretching and burrowing between her sheets, glancing over to him every now and then as she slowly prepares to face the day.

She hears Jack’s dramatic gasp mid-stretch, face nestled into the crook of her arm. “Well well, Lemon. Who would have thought I would find *this* in *your* closet.” He teases as she rolls over to face him, smiling sleepily as she sees him holding up the infamous candy-striped shopping bag.


stephen@charleneforever.com: 30 rock: jack/liz & the car's heremichellek on September 16th, 2010 02:57 am (UTC)
Re: Let Me In, Lingerie, PG
The link is broken, so I'm going to post it here: