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Saga Cowgirl's Drabble Roundup: UDC VIII & Beyond

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction- Before, Saga, and Beyond' started by Cowgirl Jedi 1701, Mar 22, 2017.

  1. mavjade

    mavjade Former Manager star 6 VIP - Former Mod/RSA

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    Great dabbles! I enjoyed them all!

    Week 1: I really enjoyed Sacrifice - It was interesting to see Vader discovering who Luke was. And Honor was amazing!!
    Week 2: I think Number was my favorite. I really liked how you used the prompt to have numbers that have meaning and impact. It made for a really interesting writing method.
    Week 3: I really liked Enough and Burn. They are great introspection from Han on how his life came to be where it is.
     
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  2. Cowgirl Jedi 1701

    Cowgirl Jedi 1701 Force Ghost star 5

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    Thanks.
     
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  3. earlybird-obi-wan

    earlybird-obi-wan Chosen One star 6

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    Love how you wove those moments of Han's life in these drabbles.
     
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  4. Cowgirl Jedi 1701

    Cowgirl Jedi 1701 Force Ghost star 5

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    Thanks.

    (I must be really bad at this, if that's all I can say!) [face_laugh]
     
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  5. AzureAngel2

    AzureAngel2 Chosen One star 6

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    But you answer your readers. :* Always. This is important for us, too.
     
  6. Cowgirl Jedi 1701

    Cowgirl Jedi 1701 Force Ghost star 5

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    This is true.
     
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  7. AzureAngel2

    AzureAngel2 Chosen One star 6

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    And you are not as monosyllabic as Han can be at times. Hm... wait... ;):p:*
     
  8. Cowgirl Jedi 1701

    Cowgirl Jedi 1701 Force Ghost star 5

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  9. AzureAngel2

    AzureAngel2 Chosen One star 6

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    Sorry, I am a bit silly today. An overdose of fanfic I suppose.
     
  10. Cowgirl Jedi 1701

    Cowgirl Jedi 1701 Force Ghost star 5

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    Silly is as silly does. And anyway, I think silly is good for you.
     
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  11. Findswoman

    Findswoman Fanfic and Pancakes and Waffles Mod (in Pink) star 5 Staff Member Manager

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    The many sides of Han Solo. :D You pretty much cover them all: the fighter, the lover, the friend—and even the vulnerable "wide-awake nothing" of the carbon-freeze chamber. And I especially like that you show us Han's thoughts and reactions to Vader's funeral pyre—that's definitely not something I've seen anyone cover in a story before, and I like the idea of Han having a grudging respect for Vader. (And it's interesting to ponder the implications of that down the road, with his own son... [face_thinking] ) Good stuff here—keep it up. :)
     
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  12. Cowgirl Jedi 1701

    Cowgirl Jedi 1701 Force Ghost star 5

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    Thanks. I plan to.
     
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  13. Cowgirl Jedi 1701

    Cowgirl Jedi 1701 Force Ghost star 5

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    Week 4 drabbles. Mixed up again for story's sake.

    Impulse

    Distracted by her mental shopping list, she stumbled right into him.

    "Hello Jade."

    "Skywalker."

    She waited for the irrational rage, the urge to kill. It didn't come.

    "Still want to kill me?"

    "Not today."

    Maybe never again?

    "You were never going to. You know that, right?"

    Stars, he's so annoyingly likeable!

    "Don't push me, Skywalker. I can still hurt you."

    "I'll bet."

    The glint in his eyes triggered a sudden impulse, and she chose to give in to it. Twisting a handful of his shirt front, she yanked him close and kissed him hard, an intense, vicious, lip bruising kiss.



    Yearn

    She wondered why, in all the chances she'd had, she'd never killed him. She'd assumed it was her sense of fair play that wouldn't let her kill him in cold blood when he refused to fight. But was that the whole truth? She wasn't sure anymore.

    When they parted ways, why did his absence leave a void? Why did she look forward to meeting him again so eagerly, almost counting the minutes? And what in the Hells had possessed her to kriffing kiss him? Could she be in love with him? Insanity. But then again, what was love but insanity?



    Thirst

    Mara downed yet another shot of Whyren's Reserve.

    "Thirsty much?"

    "Why'd I agree to marry you, Skywalker? I'm not wife material."

    "You'll do fine."

    "You think?"

    "I'm sure. Now let's get out of here. I think we've celebrated enough."

    Luke took her hand and drew her to her feet.

    "I'm not drunk."

    She stumbled and he caught her.

    "Okay," she laughed, "maybe I am. But you had some too!"

    He grinned. "True enough."

    As Luke led her out of the bar with his arm around her waist, Mara started to sing.

    "You're just too good to be true. Can't take....."



    Hunger

    As Luke punched in his apartment's entry code, Mara looked up at him and found herself falling deep into his big blue eyes, the sparks in them setting her on fire.

    "Kriff me, Farm boy."

    "I won't take advantage of a lady when she's drunk."

    She grabbed his collar, tried to pull him close, and tripped. They both tumbled to the floor.

    "But I'm not a lady."

    He sucked in a breath.

    "I still won't. I respect you too much."

    She shattered his resistance with her kiss, devouring him like a hungry beast.

    Surprisingly, they made it to the bed.



    Itch

    "Damn."

    "Something wrong, Mara?"

    "Just an itch I can't quite reach."

    "An itch? Where."

    She told him.

    He started scratching the area she indicated, with instant results.

    Her back arched as she pressed into his hand.

    "Oh yeah. Yeah. Yeah, that's the spot."

    He was getting an itch of his own. He was itching to --

    DING DONG!

    "Maybe he'll go away?"

    "Luke Skywalker, if you don't answer this door in about ten seconds, I'm comin' in & draggin' you outta bed!"

    Sighing, Luke put on a robe and answered the door.

    "Han Solo, I kriffing hate you right now."
     
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  14. earlybird-obi-wan

    earlybird-obi-wan Chosen One star 6

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    I love Mara and how you wove this into a story of her and Luke.
    That's Mara bickering and bantering and in love
     
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  15. AzureAngel2

    AzureAngel2 Chosen One star 6

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    Han is definitely on the suicidal side here. Interfering such a hot love scene. Even I felt like killing him.

    Your Mara & Luke are hot, funny and... incredible to read about.

    The room temperature went from a cold April day in Germany to Tatooine midday. Wow!
     
  16. Cowgirl Jedi 1701

    Cowgirl Jedi 1701 Force Ghost star 5

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    Considering how little I actually know about her, l honestly have no idea how anything about Mara Jade came out of my brain, much less Luke & Mara. But since y'all like it so much, I must have somehow managed to do 'em up right.

    And yeah, Han has terrible timing right here. [face_laugh]
     
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  17. AzureAngel2

    AzureAngel2 Chosen One star 6

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    The way you wrote Mara she could be one of your best pals at a pyjama party, telling you how hot Luke is. ;)
     
  18. Cowgirl Jedi 1701

    Cowgirl Jedi 1701 Force Ghost star 5

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    Hmm. A pajama party with Mara Jade. I'll forgive you for giving me the evil plot bunny, because I'm sure you didn't mean for it to be that. And thanks.
     
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  19. AzureAngel2

    AzureAngel2 Chosen One star 6

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    Nein, ich bin die Unschuld in Person! (= No, I am the personification of innocence.)

    O:)

    But if you insist, the German Easter bunny can hop to that "Plot bunny thread" somewhere here in Fan Fic and do so...
     
  20. DaenaBenjen42

    DaenaBenjen42 Jedi Grand Master star 5

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    **happy sigh** Ah, L/M...

    And... HAN!!!!!!!!! **HUGS**!!!! (Well done. Very, very well done.)

    And there's a theory that Mace Windu is Snoke? Seriously? No. World of no. Love your alternative.
     
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  21. Cowgirl Jedi 1701

    Cowgirl Jedi 1701 Force Ghost star 5

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    I know. They're so perfect for each other. A badass alpha female is exactly what that mooka-pup farmboy needs.:D

    I think he may have inadvertently given Luke a slight understanding of why his dad used to Force choke people.[face_laugh]
    Yes, that theory seriously exists. And I'm with you 100% on "World Of No".
     
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  22. Cowgirl Jedi 1701

    Cowgirl Jedi 1701 Force Ghost star 5

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    Week 5 drabbles. This set inspired by something somebody posted about a deleted scene from TESB. And thank you to whoever created Whyren's Reserve. You know who you are, even if I don't. Enjoy.

    Dinner

    Aw, kriff.

    Great. Wonderful. Terrific.

    Absolutely kriffing terrific.

    So Lando comes to take us to dinner, right?

    So maybe I don't completely trust him, but he is my friend.

    And it's not like he's trying to get me into another sabbacc game and win the Falcon back from me.

    It's just dinner.

    And we're hungry.

    So we go to dinner.

    And who do you think is waiting in the dining room?

    Darth kriffing Vader, that's who.

    I'm gonna kriffing kill Lando.

    So Vader wants to have dinner? Fine. Let's have dinner. It'll be a dinner he won't kriffing forget. Promise.



    Theatre

    Did I mention I tried to shoot him?

    It was a reflex, I swear.

    Not like I thought it would do any good. Vader is invincible. Or so it seems.

    You wanna know what happened?

    He absorbed the blaster bolt with his glove.

    You heard me.

    He absorbed the kriffing blaster bolt with his kriffing glove.

    Kriffing awesome, right? Dinner and a show.

    Well, he may be a no good, mother kriffing, son of a Hutt, but he certainly has a flair for the dramatic, I'll give him that much.

    Fine, Vader. You like theatrical?

    I can be theatrical too.



    Pint

    "Pardon me, My Lord."

    I pull out a chair for Leia, bowing dramatically.

    "Do have a seat, Your Highness."

    I return to the other side of the table and take up the large pitcher of beer.

    "Libations for the fair maiden. And for you, My Lord?"

    "No."

    "Pity. Lando stocks only the finest Correllian ale, don't you Lando? Of course you'll have some. And naturally I'll have some. Far be it from me to pass up my favorite beer."

    The pint glasses are full to the brim.

    "And what have we here? Mon Cal Lobster thermidor. Lando, you shouldn't have!"



    Shot

    I drain the last drops from my third glass of ale.

    "Well, Lando, that ale certainly is refreshing, but to accompany dessert -- this marvelous Alderaanian Sacré Torte -- perhaps something different is in order. Break out the good stuff, won't you, old buddy?"

    Lando hands me a bottle.

    "Ah, Whyren's Reserve. My favorite. Just for that, Lando, I'll pour yours first. How about you, Princess?"

    "It ought to be a royal treat."

    "Lord Vader?"

    "No."

    "Oh, too bad. Whyren's Reserve is absolutely the best Correllian whiskey. Never mind. A toast! Your health, Sir. May the Force be with us all."



    Alcohol

    What a dinner.

    Some unusual guests, of course, but we've had plenty of great food, and even more great booze.

    And my manners have been beyond reproach.

    I've been obsequiously polite.

    But I can't keep it up much longer.

    Because I'm drunk.

    Completely. Mother kriffing. Drunk.

    Hmmm..... Drunk could work.

    "Lord Vader, I hear you don't like liars, so I will be very honest. I don't like you. In fact, I kriffing hate you. But I hate Jabba the Hutt more. So there's that."

    He doesn't react.

    Huh. That's not whiskey I'm drinking. It's plausible deniability.

    Alcohol is kriffing wonderful.
     
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  23. earlybird-obi-wan

    earlybird-obi-wan Chosen One star 6

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    a funny set
     
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  24. Cowgirl Jedi 1701

    Cowgirl Jedi 1701 Force Ghost star 5

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    Dude, you read fast. I know they're just drabbles, but I literally just posted them. And thanks.
     
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  25. Cowgirl Jedi 1701

    Cowgirl Jedi 1701 Force Ghost star 5

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    Week 6 drabbles.

    Dream

    That dream again.

    How Lordé hated that dream.

    It wasn't a nightmare by any means, but it frustrated her no end.

    She dreamed of popularity, friends, parties. And she dreamed of Sirjio. Kissing Sirjio, marrying Sirjio, making love to Sirjio, giving birth to Sirjio's child. Always a daughter.

    The most maddening part was, if she'd been someone else, anyone else, it would've been within her reach.

    But no. She was a kriffing Palpatine.

    Kriff popularity. Even one friend would be miraculous. And she would never, ever, have Sirjio Naberrie.

    She cursed her genetics.

    Must the Force really mock her so?



    Stars

    As always when the dream assailed her, Lordé drifted out to the veranda and gazed up at the sky, seeking solace from the stars.

    The stars weren't like people. They didn't judge. They shone the same on everybody.

    House Palpatine had once been highly respected. The revelation that her grandfather was an unmitigated kriffslider had sullied that reputation, and Uncle Sheev's Sithly machinations destroyed it entirely. Because of them, she suffered.

    She would restore the honor of her House. But first she must get someone to trust her and give her a chance.

    She couldn't do that here on Naboo.



    Barricade

    When Lordé left Naboo, her only destination was "Anywhere But Here".

    Where should she go? What should she do? She closed her eyes, thinking. Suddenly, it hit her. What better way to atone for a Sith in the family, than to become a Jedi?

    But that meant she would have to face the Skywalkers.

    She wasn't sure if she could do that.

    She wasn't sure if she had the courage.

    "No!"

    She would not allow her fear to be the barricade that kept her from her goal.

    After all, who could understand better than Luke Skywalker? He was Vader's son.



    Rain

    Lordé couldn't believe her eyes.

    "The Force is mocking me."

    The young man smiled.

    "You can't hate me that much."

    "That's the trouble, Sirjio. I don't hate you at all."

    "I know."

    "You have less reason than anyone to accept me, but you're the only one who does. Why?"

    "You can't choose your relatives, Lordé. You can choose your friends, and....other relationships."

    "I'm confused."

    "Then let me explain it to you."

    Taking her in his arms, he tenderly kissed her.

    The sky chose that moment to break open.

    The rain poured down and drenched them to the skin.



    Home

    "Sirjio Naberrie, if you ever do this to me again, I will hurt you!"

    He just laughed.

    Later, Lordé let her mind wander as she rested on the veranda.

    How many times had she gazed across this lake at Varykino, wishing she could admire it's beauty up close, wishing she could belong there, in Sirjio's arms?

    Now Varykino was her home. Sometimes it still seemed too good to be true.

    "You know, Lordé, we never did decide on any names. What should we call her?"

    Lordé smiled. She knew the perfect name for her daughter.

    "Padmé. We'll call her Padmé."
     
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