Sunday 100 Drabble:
He arches his back, pressing himself into her. She needs him and she knows it – he can see it behind her eyes, knowledge she can’t put voice to. What he does for her now, pinned underneath her insistent hips, giving himself up to her demanding hands is nothing anyone else can.
She reaches her end now, speeding up, throwing the last of herself at him, and he accepts it, accepts the tears in her eyes, drinks up her anger until she stops.
Helpless, long spent, limp beneath her, he smiles weakly.
“You always hurt ... the one you love, pet.”
ita-- that's, um. Yeah. Nice.
Thanks, guys.
Does it still work if you know it's the beat-up-Spike scene from "Dead Things"?
Does it still work if you know it's the beat-up-Spike scene from "Dead Things"?
Very much so. Because I
didn't
realise it until the last line, and then I was all "No, but..." and re-read it and was all "blimey".
Cleverly done. Disturbingly so.
I think that gives it extra punch and it had plenty of punch to begin with.
So, I was trying to write this for the LJ community Multi Improv, the words are "pure, classic, fold, underground" for 100 word drabbles you pick one word. I picked pure and then wrote pure right out of the drabble. Which, I suppose, means I failed, but I couldn't get it to stay in there without it looking forced. But I like what I wrote...
Anya enjoys doing laundry in this modern world where machines do all the work. She just separates the clothes by types and sets the washer. What she hates are detergents that smell like “mountain rain” or “sunshine fresh”, they remind her of the past, when washing clothes was hard work. She asked Xander about the outdoor scents, he said people were nostalgic for the past. She said they were insane. She’d rather have detergent that smells like tangerines, or new car; she seems to be the only one. Instead she buys Ivory, which leaves her clothes smelling clean, like soap.
(I am working on a drabble that uses the word "pure")
askye, I like it. I like the constraints a drabble puts on you. It's like haiku, but longer.
