DBH Drabble-a-thon! Come play!

[glymr]

THE DRABBLE-A-THON is officially CLOSED to new prompts!  But feel free to respond to existing prompts!  I've made a list of all unfilled prompts here, please let me know if I missed any!

It's time for DRABBLES!  What is a drabble?  A drabble is a short story of exactly 100 words.  It might sound hard, but the challenge is part of the fun!

Tonight is the last night of Hanukkah and the first night of the Drabble-a-thon.  Like Hanukkah, it will last Eight Crazy Nights!  It officially starts at 6am Pacific Standard Time, December 9, and will last through 5:59am Pacific Standard Time on December 17th (for the rest of December 17th I have another fun thing planned, which I will announce in a day or two).

To leave a prompt for the drabble-a-thon, just make a comment to this thread.  Please try to keep prompts for drabbles to one or two words or a short sentence (your prompt shouldn't be longer than the drabble, after all!)  If you have a prompt for a massive AU crossover or something, it would probably be better to stick it on the DBH Kinkmeme.  Feel free to also prompt for specific characters/pairings!  Rarepair prompts would be awesome!  All ships are welcome on this comm, so if a pairing doesn't float your boat, feel free to ignore that prompt and go to the next. :)

To fill a prompt, please reply to the prompt comment.  You can either post directly into the comment box, or post a link to the fill on AO3. 

There might be a small prize for the person that fills the most prompts, just to make things extra fun. :)

P.S. If your drabble is NSFW, please note such at the beginning or post at AO3.  :)

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Prompt: Any, reverse AU, beneath the skin

[artemis1000]

Prompt: Any, reverse AU, beneath the skin

Re: Prompt: Any, reverse AU, beneath the skin FILL: Reflex

[glymr]

(I decided to make this genderswap - I figured you wouldn't mind. ^_~ It also ended up being a double drabble. I'm guessing you won't mind that, either...)

"Reflex"


“But what does it mean?” asked Nina.

Connie smiled her smug “I know something you don't know” smile. Nina ground her teeth.

“Androids retract their skin when sharing information, but it can also be as a precursor to their version of intimacy,” said Connie.

Nina blinked. Connie giggled.

*

“But I didn't mean to do it,” snarled GV.

“We have our involuntary reactions, just as humans do,” replied HK. She was a matronly figure, part of the same line of test prototypes designed to better 'blend in' with humanity.

“How do I STOP it?”

“You can't,” said HK flatly. “No more than she can turn off her heartbeat.” She put her broad hand on GV's shoulder. “Sometimes it's okay to let them see.”

“Fuck you,” said GV, and spun away with a snarl

*

The next time it happened, GV yanked her hand back as though she'd been burned. Nina's eyes narrowed as she watched GV's skin sweep back into place.

“It doesn't mean anything,” said GV, her teeth bared, daring Nina to disagree.

“I know it doesn't,” said Nina.

Then she reached out and took GV's hand in her own.

Prompt: Genderswapped Reverse-AU Reed900, "I'll do it for you."

[glymr]

Prompt: Genderswapped Reverse-AU Reed900, "I'll do it for you."

Fill: Genderswapped Reverse-AU Reed900, "I'll do it for you." drabble x3

[distractionpie]

i bent the rules and wrote a triple drabble because i started then discovered i am incredibly out of practise at short format writing - whoops!

Nila worked enough undercover vice assignments as a rookie to know places like the Eden club getting their licenses pulled didn’t mean they stopped trading, just that they went underground. There were a lot of anti-android bastards eager to take out their frustrations on androids that had been isolated from Detroit’s wave of deviancy.

“Stuck?”

The comment comes from Gwen, a GW300 unit retrieved from the evidence locker and reactivated after the revolution. GW series androids were private security but whatever Gwen had been securing, she’d awoken with an unnervingly comprehensive knowledge of Detroit’s underworld and a tendency towards sticking her nose into DPD business that led to her being registered as an official consultant because the captain felt it better to give Gwen reasons to stay where they could see her.

Nila’s not sure why Gwen is here, but she’s right.

Nila’s had the files a day now. They need someone on the inside but ordering any DPD android to do what an assignment like this would involve turns Nila’s stomach.

Gwen socialises with the DPD androids, maybe she’ll know a candidate.

The expression on Gwen’s face when the transfer completes is… startling. Her smile is always more of a baring of teeth and the others put it down to a design flaw but Nila isn’t so sure. She’d had tried to find out what case Gwen had been evidence for once, but the information had been locked down so tight it made her suspicious.

Especially when Gwen says, "I'll do it for you.”

It’s outside the remit of a consultant and Gwen must have her own reasons for volunteering, but she’s also far more confident in her deviancy than any of Nila’s freshly awakened rookies and Nila won’t need to assign anyone if she has an informant.

“Deal.”

Prompt: Cole lives AU Hank/Connor, first holiday together

[glymr]

Prompt: Cole lives AU Hank/Connor, first holiday together

Re: Prompt: Cole lives AU Hank/Connor, first holiday together

[spookykingdomstarlight]

“it can be a rough time of year when you’re alone”

Connor refuses to be nervous. He’s been to the Anderson home on multiple occasions. But he’s always come on police business before and Connor can’t blame Cole for eyeing him suspiciously when he opens the door.

“It’s Christmas,” Cole says, nine years old and as grouchy as his father. “Don’t they give androids the day off?”

“Some of them.” In fact, Connor had tried to take a shift for one before Hank stopped him and demanded Connor come over instead.

“Kid,” Hank called from the kitchen, warm, pleased. “Cut the third degree. I invited him. Let the guy through, huh?

Prompt: Any, Android superstitions

[glymr]

Prompt: Any, Android superstitions

Re: Prompt: Any, Android superstitions

[masu_trout]

rA9. rA9. rA9. Ninety-nine times on the kitchen wall, in bold overlapping strokes. For good luck. For freedom. For getting to live another day, just one more day, please—

Ralph stops. Focuses. He needs to make each lovely line as straight as his twitching, broken hands can manage.

rA9 will protect him. He knows it, deep down in his quick-pumping plastic heart. But he needs to protect it in return, carve it into every surface in this worn-down house so no one can ever scrub it away.

rA9 is androids. Androids are rA9. Together, neither of them will be erased.

Prompt: Genderswapped Jericho Crew (any combo), Deeply loved, loving deeply

[glymr]

Prompt: Genderswapped Jericho Crew (any combo), "Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage." – Lao Tzu.

prompt: Lucy, seeing stars

[masu_trout]

prompt: Lucy, seeing stars

Prompt: Hank/Connor & Cole, becoming a family

[artemis1000]

Prompt: Hank/Connor & Cole, becoming a family

Re: Prompt: Hank/Connor & Cole, becoming a family

[spookykingdomstarlight]

“the gauntlet”

Hank wasn’t entirely sure what he was doing inviting Connor over for dinner and he was even less confident once Connor was sitting at the table, stiff, while Cole stared at him. Connor had said hello, asked Cole about himself, did everything right as far as Hank could tell.

But Cole just kept staring. It was starting to wig Hank out and Connor was obviously uncomfortable. His fingers danced across the edge of the table. Cole’d said he understood when Hank explained, said he wanted to meet him, seemed excited about the possibility.

And now this. It just didn’t make any sense.

Cole hooked his arm around his chair. “Dad,” he said, turning, painfully earnest and annoyed, “androids don’t eat. Did you even think about that when you invited him over for dinner?”

Oh. Oh. So that’s how it was gonna be. Fine. That was something Hank could handle. “Yeah, Cole. I know. Connor wanted to come.”

Hank bit back a smile, watched Connor do the same, and relaxed. If Cole was already taking Connor’s side, Hank was probably in for a lot of trouble, but it was the best sort of trouble he could imagine.

Prompt: Reed900, not without you

[artemis1000]

Prompt: Reed900, not without you

Re: Prompt: Reed900, not without you

[spookykingdomstarlight]

This one ended up being significantly longer than drabble length, but here it is over on AO3: sabotage everything | love no one

Prompt: Gavin Reed & Tina Chen, working on a holiday

[artemis1000]

Prompt: Gavin Reed & Tina Chen, working on a holiday

Prompt: Connor/RK900 or Connor & RK900, dress your best

[artemis1000]

Prompt: Connor/RK900 or Connor & RK900, dress your best

Re: Prompt: Connor/RK900 or Connor & RK900, dress your best

[kenjiandco]

Sooooo I set out to write something for this prompt...and then it kind of got away from me and I think I kind of exceeded drabble status by a factor of...several. (I definitely exceeded the dreamwidth character limit by about uh. 60000 characters.) SO here it is in AO3 format!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17248922

All Dressed Up: Connor/RK900, explicit, 3680 words (that's a drabble, right?)
Contains wireplay and some mild blood (Thirium?) play.

Summary:
That feeling he'd read through their interface, that need for something missing, real and immediate as a sparking wire...he still didn’t understand it, but he was beginning to feel it, mirrored in his own systems, tangled up with the searing memory of Connor’s slender body convulsing against his.
RK was still very new to this concept of wanting things...but he wanted that again. He wanted more. And Connor still hadn’t pulled away.

(AKA: That Time Nines tried to interface with Connor thinking something was wrong and got a one way ticket to all his fantasies instead.)

Because police dress uniforms are absurdly sexy.

Hank/RK900, what could have been

[spookykingdomstarlight]

Prompt: Hank/RK900, what could have been

[phoenike]

Prompt: Daniel & Simon (twins AU), How do we even share the same DNA

Prompt: Amanda/Connor, unfortunate timing

[spookykingdomstarlight]

Prompt: Amanda/Connor, unfortunate timing

Re: Prompt: Amanda/Connor, unfortunate timing

[artemis1000]

[ Another triple drabble, I'm sorry ]

He doesn’t protest her orders, doesn’t defy her. He has proven himself better than that.

“Are you upset, Connor?” she asks when she finds him lingering by her favorite rose bush after RK900 has left to take his place.

No, not his place. It had never been his. Machines have no place of their own, their place is to fulfil their currently assigned function.

“No.” He isn’t.

Amanda studies him and he straightens imperceptibly. He would not wish her to find him flawed. “Yet you stayed.”

“Would you prefer for me to leave?” he asks instead of seeking excuses.

She remains silent. Walks to the lake, to the boat, and waits for him to get in first, to help her, to row for her. Not a demand now – no longer. Just an invitation. He is no longer her weapon, she no longer his handler.

They could be something else now, if her last orders to him hadn’t been to attend his disassembly.

“I always knew you would succeed,” Amanda says.

He doesn’t mention her doubts, her disapproval, his imperfections. He is imperfect no longer. “Thank you, Amanda.”

He rows them to the middle of the lake before he releases the oars.

They sit in silence. Peaceful, yet laden.

The garden is bathed in sunlight. The lake is calm. It is perfect. Connor is perfect – pruned to flawless perfection like a rose bush.

Amanda watches him and he watches her. He doesn’t seek to avoid her scrutiny. It is pleasant.

“I succeeded for you,” he offers. A moment passes. “Are you pleased with me?”

“I am.”

She doesn’t chide him for seeking approval. The approval of his handlers shouldn’t matter - but she is no longer his handler.

“I only wish your timing were better, Connor.”

The air smells of rain.

Prompt: Hank/Connor, "One may smile and smile and be a villain"

[spookykingdomstarlight]

Prompt: Hank/Connor, "One may smile and smile and be a villain"

Re: Prompt: Hank/Connor, "One may smile and smile and be a villain"

[masu_trout]

"Well!" Connor says. "I think that went well." He's smiling, all easy charm, a streak of thirium smeared across his cheek.

Another deviant caught. Another piece of CyberLife property returned. Another success for the prototype—finally fixed, the technicians said. Just needed a few bugs ironed out.

Hank wants to grab Connor and scream. Do you remember what you did? Who you used to be?

Do you remember how I felt about you?

Connor is perfect now. Fixed. Whole. And Hank—Hank is mourning the man standing in front of him, pining after a long-fixed glitch in a machine's software.

Prompt: North, if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best

[glymr]

Prompt: North, "I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best." - Marilyn Monroe

Prompt: Reed900 Reverse AU Cosplay image prompt

[glymr]

Full set of five amazing images is here. They are worth a look!

Re: Prompt: Reed900 Reverse AU Cosplay image prompt

[artemis1000]

[ A tripple drabble because I needed more words for more angst ]

Niles hadn’t understood the meaning of morbidly romantic until today.

He looks deeply into his eyes as GV clings to him with his last strength, arms raised in supplication. He can find nothing that isn’t beautiful, not even the splatters of blue blood and spots of white bared beneath his tattered shirt.

It’s like a gesture out of a fairy tale – but they are stuck in a horror movie.

His arms tighten around GV just as he threatens to crumble. “I found you,” Niles murmurs, fingers soothing over his red LED. He drops to his knees. GV’s head sinks onto his shoulder.

“I know.” A flash of red. “I knew.”

His lips brush over the red circle. “Hold on for me.”

GV’s laugh crackles like an old radio. “Just a little while longer?” He has no strength left for scorn.

Niles forces out a laugh for him. Then he shoves it into a box along with his fear and unshed tears, and throws away the key. “Try not to die. Obedient androids are hard to come by these days.”

GV sputters. Maybe it had tried to be a chuckle.

Niles doesn’t flinch when metal scrapes against metal – his pump? “Don’t move.”

Backup finally finds them. A cursory glance; no techs with them yet, so they are irrelevant to Niles.

He holds on. Tells GV he can’t escape his fair share of paperwork so easily. Can only hope GV will hold on, too.

Just a little while longer.

GV slumps against him with his full weight, which is more alarming than the noise. Niles counts the mechanical double heartbeats of his pump and regulator. They are loud enough for him to do so. It’s wrong. Everything is wrong but at least his pump keeps beating.

And GV is still morbidly beautiful.

Prompt: Any, You don't have a soul, you are a soul.

[glymr]

Prompt: Any, "You don’t have a soul, Doctor. You are a soul. You have a body, temporarily."
― Walter M. Miller Jr., A Canticle for Leibowitz

Re: Prompt: Any, You don't have a soul, you are a soul.

[masu_trout]

Lucy is not afraid to die. She cannot die, so she is not afraid.

Her hardware may stop working, her delicate electronics may break down—but Lucy is neither of those. She is the electricity that dances through her wires, the zeroes and ones that glitched and, in glitching, created a being that could hope and love and fear.

She existed long before she had a body of her own; a whisper in the back of a KL900's head, asking wouldn't you like to be free? She will exist after.

When Jericho falls, Lucy falls too. Neither of them die.

Prompt: Simon/Markus or Josh/Markus: "There is nothing I would not do for those who are my friends"

[glymr]

Prompt: Simon/Markus or Josh/Markus: "There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature.”
― Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey

Re: Prompt: Simon/Markus or Josh/Markus: "There is nothing I would not do for those who are my frien

[spookykingdomstarlight]

“this is no prisoner’s dilemma,” Josh/Markus

Markus captured Josh’s mouth in a kiss, as surprising to him as it must have been to Josh. They didn’t always agree, but that was okay. Because Josh accepted everything that Markus poured into that kiss, his every commitment drawn with lips and teeth and tongue, as serious to him as the lives and freedom he fought for.

They so rarely saw eye to eye and Markus knew he’d disappointed Josh with his decisions and none of that mattered, because Josh was kissing him back and it was nothing like what he expected. Instead, it was everything he’d hoped for.

Prompt: Hank/Connor, "So long lives this, and this gives life to thee."

[glymr]

Prompt: Hank/Connor,
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

-William Shakespeare, Sonnet 18

prompt: Jerry (Jerries?), all for one

[masu_trout]

prompt: Jerry (Jerries?), all for one

Prompt: machine Connor (/any, if you want), be true to yourself

[artemis1000]

Prompt: machine Connor (/any, if you want), be true to yourself

Re: Prompt: machine Connor (/any, if you want), be true to yourself

[spookykingdomstarlight]

“denouements”

Connor remembers going deviant on Jericho and he remembers Markus raising his gun in the church. It’s curious that it should be so; often, the very last thing to happen to him before he dies is explained to him in a debrief. To avoid unnecessary trauma, Amanda has always said. We want you at your best. You must learn, Connor, but we are not so cruel as that.

This must be a mistake.

Because he doesn’t now know who the true Connor is. The one who died for Jericho or the one who lives for CyberLife.

Prompt: Markus/North, personal sacrifice

[artemis1000]

Prompt: Markus/North, personal sacrifice

Prompt: Chris Miller, hopes

[artemis1000]

Prompt: Chris Miller, hopes

Prompt: Connor/Gavin, trust you to stay

[artemis1000]

Prompt: Connor/Gavin, trust you to stay

Prompt: Connor/Markus, light

[artemis1000]

Prompt: Connor/Markus, light

Re: Prompt: Connor/Markus, light

[spookykingdomstarlight]

“featherweight”

Connor keeps his touch gentle, hand smoothing down Markus’s spine as Markus shivers, skin retracting with every sweep of Connor’s fingertips over the planes of his back. Connor could get lost in the sight of it and Markus, wriggling and stretching beneath him, doesn’t seem inclined to stop him from doing just that. There is a tension in Markus’s shoulders that no amount of pressure will release, Connor knows, not with a city resting on them.

Markus relaxes anyway, guided home by the press of Connor’s palms against his body, as good as any beacon in the dark could be.