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that guy, he was gay ([personal profile] 50k) wrote in [community profile] heinouscrimesunit2022-01-07 12:27 am
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drabbles week one: escape

GHM DRABBLE CHALLENGE

HOW TO PLAY?
  • Every Monday at 12 PM PST, I will post a prompt. You have until the following Monday at noon PST to write and reply with a 100-200 word fic, i.e. a 'drabble', inspired by the prompt. (For an extra challenge, try to hit exactly 100 words!)
  • You can reply with the full text of the drabble, or link out to another site like Ao3, Tumblr, etc.
  • Any rating is permitted; please warn for NSFW and content where appropriate.

  • WHAT ELSE?
  • You may post more than one response to a single week's prompt! :)
  • Anon is enabled if you want to write anonymously / you don't feel like making a DW account.
  • If you're inspired to continue your drabbles, you're welcome to connect multiple challenge responses to each other, or expand on your fics outside of the challenge.

  • week one:
    ESCAPE

    (Anonymous) 2022-01-15 08:40 am (UTC)(link)
    Characters: Jeane, Bad Girl
    Rating: T for language and gay on gay violence
    Notes: Before NMH1, in an underground fight club
    Word Count: 170

    "I'm awake already, goddammit." Pining for the closest she had been to restful sleep in weeks, Jeane got to her feet. The silence had been brief, but welcomed. A new, dull throb in her forehead lessened and the closest they had to referees backed off as she focused on her opponent, the blonde with a matching bruise where she headbutted her earlier.

    "Aw, had a good nap? Thought you woulda been out longer."

    "I wish. But then I couldn't return the favor, right?" Not that she was mad. She actually found it funny (and pretty impressive) that the newcomer in all pastels was her closest match in pure physical strength. Maybe if she was lucky, she'd be put in a coma for a few hours. "Some deep purple to compliment your outfit. I hear it's in style."

    "I kinda prefer pink." The other woman smirked, tapping her wrapped fists together as the gong rang, resuming their match. "I think I'd like to see ya fucking covered in it though."