This is a repost of both threads devoted to drabbles that are no longer retrievable due to the hacking the boards suffered a few years ago.My intention was to post G-rated drabbles separately but, for some reason, the other threads I've been trying to create in this subforum can't be opened. Therefore, I'm going to merge drabbles of all ratings here. Watch out for the warnings.
Savage Midnight 19th October 2003 20:42
Chlex Drabbles (G+) (Excluded from Fanfic Update-date rule, Julie)
I wasn't sure which forum to post this in, but I thought that if different authors were going
to be posting their Chlex drabbles here, it'd belong in the interactive forum. I apologise if
it's in the wrong place
Anyway, the point of this thread is to post all your Chlex drabbles. If you don't know what a
drabble is, it's usually a short snippet or scene that is about 100 words long. It's usually used
as a disciplinary exercise (God, that sounds awful) to force writers to only include the most
vital elements of their work in one short, tiny drabble.
I've posted one of mine, but feel free to post your own. See if you can get as close to 100
words as possible
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He was a good actor. He had the facial expressions down pat and the emotions had never
really been a problem. I love you, Chloe. Steady gaze, soft eyes and it was game, set, match.
Easy. And money brought him everything. The love of a good woman and the ring to slip on
her delicate finger. Money had brought the life he lived, had taught him the finest lesson he
would ever need to learn - lie, lie and lie, and soon his lies would become the only truth
he’d ever need. Yes, Lex Luthor was a fine actor indeed.
asharnanae 20th October 2003 15:21
Ok, hears my go at the 'drabble', I am not counting the poety as part of the hundred words
though!
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He saw her hair catch the autumn sun and shine in fluttering waves of gold. Lex watched as
her expression turned from thoughtful to a small secretive smile, her eyes seeming to glow.
And the darkness he felt receeded. It was then that a verse of poerty drifted through his
mind.
"For thou art melancholy pale,
And on thy head is cold moon's shine,
But she is ruddy and bright as day,
And sunbeams dazzle from her eyne."
Unknown to him, and by some coincedence of fates chosing, Chloe was reading from a
poerty book as he watched her, unseen. She to was struck by a verse of poetry, and from the
very same poem as he. Reading the words made her smile as she thought about how apt it
was to her hearts revelation earlyer that week.
"I thought Love lived in the hot sunshine,
But, oh, he lives in the moony light!
I thought to find Love in the light of day,
But sweet love is the comforter of the night."
She looked up then and met his eyes as they still gazed at her. Her smile broke wide like
sun streaming through stormy clouds, and Lex found himself warmed.
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beautiful N' Bruised 20th October 2003 20:03
I've been wanting to start a drabble thread for so long, but was to lazy. Love those two
drabbles, great work to you both!
Okay, here are my two. Some of you, might have seen them already:-
*Pixie*
Cold and alone, without a family, save for a shark who calls himself a father, a mother
beneath the ground, and too many disappointments to count.
Then from nowhere, a little pixie, all sunshine and smiles, brimming with warmth, and eyes
that speak openly of…
… love.
He holds his breath, afraid, waiting for the inevitable tragedy and keeps a vigil on her, lest
she melt away.
She catches him staring, and smiles wide saying, “I promise I’m not going anywhere.”
He smirks in reply, in defence, but knowing him too well she just shakes her head, blowing
a kiss. *
*Secret Love*
Chloe’s heart is thumping so hard, she suspects the whole Talon can hear it.
She’s conscious of her every move, breath, and expression.
Lex says something and Clark laughs, totally at ease.
Taking a sip of coffee, she attempts a cool smile.
But she’s sure she’s an open book, or perhaps a front page article, headline huge for all to
see: ‘Chloe Sullivan loves Lex Luthor.’
Clark is briefly distracted by the need to rescue Lana Lang from a ceramic breakage.
Lex smiles at her then, squeezing her hand under the table.
And there’s no one else in the world.
xadie 21st October 2003 18:50
:biggrin: Yay! A new game!
Here goes - pure fluff!
Twilight fell slowly, and the room was heavy with silence. Lex cleared his throat. Chloe
lifted her head and smiled as the librarian shushed him sternly. Mentally Lex swore that not
even his love for his wife would drag him into this dusty reading room again - research be
damned. Surreptitiously dropping his shoe and stretching his foot to rub her sandalled one
under the table, he remembered her golden hair tumbled on his pillow that morning. She
shifted away, but smiled again, and he could see the new light of their unborn child in her
eyes.
xadiexx
:chlexsign2:
happy bunny 23rd October 2003 19:23
Not really sure where this came from, but I had to write it. If you hate it, feel free to tell me.
This is my first attempt at a drabble. Kinda an unhappy one, but deal with it.
***
Second Best
Chloe glanced down at the ring on her finger and sighed. ‘It just doesn’t feel right.’ She
checked her reflection in the mirror once more, admiring the beauty of her flowing white
gown, before making her way down the aisle and towards her fiancé. She smiled half
heartedly up at him, but he was too happy to notice her lack of enthusiasm and beamed
back.
She remembered the day her life had changed, the day Lex had been lowered into the
ground, taken prematurely. With her love gone, she moved on and went with the second
best. She became Mrs. Clark Kent.
***
Ranting Idiot 3rd November 2003 02:26
Putting in my two cents... -Rant
***
"Shh."
Even in the dark, her fingers could find his lips. Chloe pulled him closer, keeping an ear out
for the noises coming through the door.
"What do you think he's doing?" Lex whispered.
"Does it matter?" Chloe tilted her chin up and kissed him soundly.
When Clark's annoyed tones came even louder through the wood, Lex felt her exasperated
sigh on his lips.
"Think I should go and help him? He sounds pretty confused."
"Not nearly as confused as he'd be when you step out of the Torch's closet when he's been
there for an hour."
sabby 7th November 2003 18:36
They were standing across from eachother, facing off, only a few feet between them. Their
history could be told in simple words. Aquaintances, collaborators, friends, lovers. And
now - that all was over. The ultimate betrayal had caused a fracture that could not be
mended.
"Why?"
"I never meant for it to happen, Lex...I"
"You were my last attempt at humanity." The blood flowed cold in his veins.
"Lex, what are you talking about?" Confusion, fear. He could always read her like a book.
"We failed. Now, do us both a favor and get out." Numb, already dying on the inside and
turning away from her didn't take much effort.
"Lex..." She never knew when to stop.
"GET OUT!"
The quiet click of the door was lost on the roaring of blood in his ears.
Not An Addict 8th November 2003 17:08
The package was small, wrapped in plain brown paper. If it hadn't been for the familiarity
of the handwriting scrawled over it Lex would have sent it directly to security. After all,
once a few bombs get mailed to you, you start to be a bit more cautious. But this was safe.
This was from her.
He ripped at the paper until it lay scattered over his office floor like so many dead leaves. A
small box with a note taped to the lid. When he opened it, he could swear he almost caught
the faint scent of a Smallville autumn. Seeing what was in the box, he tore the note from the
lid and scanned it.
{Something to remind you of your home town. I'll be back soon, lover.}
The box dropped to the floor as he brought the ring closer to his face. The green stone
seemed to glow in the light of the fading sun, and his lips began to curl into a malevolent
smirk.
This was going to be fun.
happy bunny 10th November 2003 16:21
Control
If there's anything in this world I hate the most, it's being powerless. Powerless to help her,
powerless to make a difference.
I was carefully schooled that power and control are everything. But now, the most
important thing in my life is in danger and I can't do a thing. I'm unable to do anything but
worry and hold her hand and pray that she'll be okay. I'm forced to be nothing more than a
spectator as the same disease that claimed my mother takes her too.
The woman I love is dying and I'm powerless to stop it.
sabby 12th November 2003 10:32
It was a tuesday like any other. At least it appeared to be. Lex didn't want it any other way.
He'd never been one to celebrate in the big way, not when there wasn't really a victory.
He entered his study with the intention to get some work done. Maybe he'd make a trip to
the Talon later, but he didn't have any big plans.
When he came closer to his desk, Lex found a rectangular package on top of it. Arching and
eyebrow he ripped the package open.
A box of cheerios and a small white card.
"Funny enough, it was easier to find out your favorite cereal than finding out your
birthdate. Happy Birthday Lex. ~Chloe"
Lex smiled.
Ranting Idiot 12th November 2003 23:45
Inspired by tonight's episode...
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"I can protect you, Chloe."
She looked up fearfully before hiding her face in his jacket. "No, you can't. Nobody can.""You don't trust me?"
"It's not you, it's-"
"Ah," Lex sighed as he understood and pulled her closer. "It's not that bad."
Chloe stepped back from him, as well as the entrace to the Talon, and glared at him. "Tell
me that after you've had one of Lana's latte's. Then we'll talk."
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:huh: Hee!
-Rant
Not An Addict 14th November 2003 18:16
There was still a heavy, musky scent in the room, and the satin sheets lay in rumpled
disarray. It was only hours ago that he had watched her sleeping there, her silky blonde hair
fanned out across the pillow as if it belonged there. As if it had always belonged there.
He rubbed at his stomach, trying to ease out the nervous knots. Nothing to be nervous
about, he reasoned. Just walk up to her, kiss her brainless, and say it. But as much as he
tried to reassure himself, it still seemed as if a flock of butterflies had made their home in
his stomach.
He thought of her smile and his tension faded slightly. Today was the day.
Today he would tell Chloe Sullivan that he loved her.
beautiful N' Bruised 18th November 2003 18:43
She was working late at The Torch, as per usual.
Lionel Luthor interrupted her in typical fashion. Sleazy, expensive, intimidation.
He looked at her down his nose. “And how is the lovely Miss Sullivan?”
Almost as though his words were magic, she lost her breath. Choking, she managed to gasp
out. “What did you do to me?”His reply was a self-satisfied smirk.
Lex walked through the door. Gorgeous, smooth, mocking.
He looked at her with a smile. “I gave my word, Chloe.” The two men laughed. As she lost
consciousness, Lex touched her cheek. “My love will protect you…”
beautiful N' Bruised 19th November 2003 07:59
Four Quarter drabbles
To belay the risk of being chucked out of NS, under the charge of too much darkness, I
bring you four light-hearted quarter (25 word) drabbles..
1.
So she had enough of her pinkness, and tried to kill Lana.
Didn’t mean she was insane…
Still, her interesting cellmate made it worth it.
2.
She never realised how seriously he would take his promise...
It took her father some time to adapt to a millionaire, camping in his hallway.
3.
He dropped Lana’s head onto the table. “Happy Anniversary, darling.”
“Sweetness, just what I always wanted!” Smirking, she added Clark’s to the tabletop. “Happy Anniversary.”
4.
When Lex got down on one knee, she was flattered. The diamond ring, was classy and
extravagant.
The dancing kryptomutants, she thought a bit much.
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Lulucifer 23rd November 2003 21:37
I’m walking silently down the hall and into his room. I finally have a real family, I thought.
He’s crying in his crib. I picked him up and hugged him fiercely, “Don’t cry, I will always
love you Julian. I will always protect you.” He ceased crying, I looked down at him still
pressed to my chest. “Lex, what have you done?” My father whispered through the dark
door frame. I looked down at him again, but Julian’s gone. It was Chloe in my arms now,
she’s so still, lifeless.
AN - just something i thought of today. sorta my take on Julian's death. hope this makes
sense to everyone. it's my first drabble.
sosostris 26th November 2003 00:03
Other studies have suggested that a critical step in the development of alcoholism occurs
when a person begins to use alcohol not just socially but as a way of coping with negative
emotions (Cooper et al, 1988). Once the person thinks of alcohol as a general way of
quieting negative emotions, its use increases and the person is well on the path to alcohol
abuse or dependence.
Chloe looked up from her psych book to Lex standing at the bar. He turned, raised his half-
full glass, “AA is for quitters” he toasted. And downed the contents in one go
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