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  • Obrázek uživatele estriel

    A Piece of Home

    Drabble: 

    Yuzu thought he was ready. But as he waits for warm-up, he suddenly doubts himself. His ankle is not healed, he's had so little training, and this is the event of his life.

    Everything inside him seizes up and he can't breathe. He feels so alone, the sole bearer of a nation's expectation. Not even the adoring crowd of fans helps.

    There's sudden warmth against his back, a mere brush of arm that will look accidental on camera. Javi, right there behind him, with him. A piece of home.

    Yuzu smiles, draws a breath. It's time to skate for gold.

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    All Sins Shall Be Forgiven

    Drabble: 

    Yuzu wishes he could walk away from this - desperate kisses in dimmed hotel rooms, urgent couplings that shatter Yuzu's every hope of ever wanting anyone else, sweet confessions Yuzu knows count for nothing.

    Javi dates her. Javi loves her. Javi presents her to his family and fucking marries her. Still, he always comes back to Yuzu, crying into his arms, begging for understanding, for just one more night, for absolution.

    Yuzu wonders when he will finally manage to say no. To love himself more than he loves Javi. To encounter an unforgivable sin. Sometimes, he's afraid the answer is never.

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    Show Him The Ropes

    Drabble: 

    "Would one of you please show Yuzuru the facilities, show him around?" Brian asks.

    Silence.

    "Come now, not so many," Brian goads. Still no response.

    "I'll do it." Sweet Javi, of course, who barely knows his way around Toronto.

    *

    Months later, Yuzuru and Javi are still running around together and Brian is surprised. He got a bit of the expected rivalry, but the intense friendship that seems to be growing alongside it is unusual.

    Still, as long as it works.

    *

    Two years later, when Brian catches Javi kissing Yuzu in the locker room, he's not even shocked. Of fucking course.

  • Obrázek uživatele estriel

    One Day

    Drabble: 

    Some things, Yuzu keeps secret because he likes it that way - new costumes, competition strategy, the state of his injuries. The small Olympic rings tattoo below his right hipbone.

    And then there's Javi, whom Yuzu keeps top secret because he must - their careers, sponsorships and dreams depend on it.

    So when Javi kisses him all over his body, Yuzu keeps quiet, so nobody overhears him moaning Javi's name. And when they bask in the afterglow, Yuzu only has one mantra - one day, one day, one day.

    He loves this man. And one day he'll shout it out to the world.

  • Obrázek uživatele estriel

    A Dulled Blade

    Drabble: 

    They talk about the depth of the field, the amount of new 'material' in skating. Yuzu feels like material that's been used so often it's fraying at the edges. A blade that's been sharpened one too many times. Off-balance.

    His body hurts, but that's familiar. This new ache, it runs deeper. He stops, stares at the Spanish flag hanging right next to the rising sun.

    Later that night, he calls.

    "How did you keep going so long? How did you bear it?" he asks Javi.

    There is silence at the other end. Then Javi says, voice rough. "I had you."

    Závěrečná poznámka: 

    Jako referenci dodávám tohle: https://twitter.com/olympicchannel/status/1072869658514976771?lang=en I'm not crying, you're crying.

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    Light Up The Sky

    Drabble: 

    Javi’s life is what he's always imagined – lazy beach days, long nights with friends and family, a beautiful girlfriend and nothing to worry about.

    And yet…

    It all feels a little dull. Like something is missing.

    *

    One last time, Javi thinks, as he returns to Cricket before Europeans. He steps inside and there he is - all long, lean lines and breathtaking speed.

    The moment Yuzuru turns to him, a brilliant smile blossoming on his face, is like the brightest star has lit up in the sky after months of darkness.

    This, Javi realizes with a start, is what’s been missing.

    Závěrečná poznámka: 

    This is meh - aneb BJB. I started writing this and it turned into a 1.000+ words fic that's nowhere near done - I'll post it on AO3 when I'm done, bug me for the link if you want.

  • Obrázek uživatele estriel

    The Moon, The Stars

    Úvodní poznámka: 

    It’s everything. For him to do that, it’s like body, mind, the moon, the stars. Everything. – Brian Orser.

    Yuzu and his quaxel (quad Axel, 4.5 rotations). Nobody has landed it yet, he's obsessed with it. Nemohla jsem si pomoct, takže oficiální drabble je v políčku na drabble, druhou část dodávám do závěrečné poznámky jen tak pro zábavu - double drabble (přesně 200).

    Drabble: 

    "How are you today, Yuzu?" Brian asks him after warm-up.

    "Good," Yuzu responds. His warm-up triples felt solid. "Nothing hurts."

    Brian hums, then nods. "Quad Axel?"

    Yuzu all but bounces. "HAI!"

    "Get in the harness, then."

    Yuzu frowns. He doesn't do harness. It's embarrassing. "But - "

    "No buts. Safety first."

    He grumbles, but obliges. Once in the harness, Brian signals for him to go. He picks up speed. Air whips through his hair, exhilaration pumping through his veins. He jumps. One, two, three, fou-

    The harness straps bite into his sides, holding him up to avoid the crash.

    "Again," says Brian.

    Závěrečná poznámka: 

    *

    "Good!" says Brian.

    Yuzu grins. This one was clean, with only the slightest tug from the harness.

    Brian chuckles. "Go on, then."

    Yuzu wastes no time getting out of the contraption.

    He gives it his all, flying through his cross-overs. It's strange, setting up the normal Axel entry, but that's okay for now. He feels nothing but the wind, hears nothing but the blade as he leaps.

    It feels like he's airborne forever.

    Jason squeals.
    "Wow!" yells Zhenya.
    Gabby claps.
    Brian high-fives Ghislain.

    Yuzu stumbles down onto the ice, laughing, heart aflutter, so happy he could die.

    "Again!" calls Brian.

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    A Christmas Epiphany

    Drabble: 

    "Isn't it a bit much?" Laura asks as they admire Madrid's Christmas lights. "Always training together - gotta be hard, no?"

    Javi shrugs. "Yuzu's different. We can be rivals and friends."

    "Didn't you say you even room together sometimes? How does that work?"

    "It's... comforting. Knowing you're not alone." Javi is glad Laura cannot see him blush. They share a bed sometimes. Having a warm, familiar body to curl up against works wonders on both their sleep.

    They walk in silence for a while.

    "You're in love with him." It's not a question and Javi suddenly realizes Laura's right. As always.

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    Build Me a Castle of Gold

    Drabble: 

    The first time Yuzuru proclaims he wants Olympic gold, Javi chuckles. Kid is building castles in the air.

    "Oh-kay," says Brian. "Let's see what's possible."

    "I will win," Yuzuru repeats with such conviction that Javi almost believes him.

    *

    The second time Yuzu lays claim to Olympic gold, it's three months until PyeongChang and Yuzu can't walk. Javi loves him, but wonders if Yuzu might be delusional.

    *

    The third time, Javi doesn't doubt. When Yuzu looks at him in Saitama and says, "I will win in Beijing," Javi just embraces him in trepidation. He can hear the unsaid ‘or die trying’.

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    Homecoming

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    Disembarking in Japan always takes Yuzuru by surprise. The furore, the security detail, the fans. Cameras flash, the press descending upon him like hungry wolves. Their golden boy has returned and everyone wants a piece of him. He's arrived.

    *

    His music ends and the arena erupts in cheers, Poohs raining down onto the ice.

    "Tadaima!" The words slip out unbidden. He knows he's done his country proud.

    *

    It isn't until much later, though, lying in bed in post-climactic bliss with Javi's arms wrapped around him, that Yuzu feels like he's exactly where he's meant to be.

    Held, loved. At home.

    Závěrečná poznámka: 

    * "Tadaima" = "I'm back home" in Japanese.

  • Obrázek uživatele estriel

    In Heat

    Úvodní poznámka: 

    Význam slova bicáček jsem tedy musela gůglit, ale nevím nevím, jestli mi tohle vystačí na bodík... ale pokud ne, tak neva, stejně to píšu spíš pro pobavení. :)

    Drabble: 

    In training, Yuzu is mostly a blur in Javi's peripheral vision, but every once in a while, Javi glimpses the play of muscle on a perfect quad Lutz, the flex and stretch of a spin.

    After practice, Yuzu collapses onto the bench next to him, head on Javi's shoulder. They're both gross, dripping in sweat, but as he pats Yuzu's rock-solid thigh, Javi wants.

    He's been in love for a long time, but now, he's in lust. As black eyes bore into his and a small smile tugs at Yuzu's lip, Javi wonders if maybe he's not the only one.

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    In Vino Veritas

    Úvodní poznámka: 

    Setting: after the Grand Prix Final in Barcelona in 2015.
    Fact: Yuzu absolutely doesn't drink in real life.
    Also fact: Tohle téma mi dalo zabrat!

    Drabble: 

    Yuzuru had wanted water, but the cellarman's scathing look made him accept the glass. "Must drink wine in Spain," he mumbled, then proceeded to rant about grapes.

    Yuzu sips the wine. It tastes... new.

    *

    "Okay... bed," Javi says, unbuttoning Yuzuru's coat, pulling off his shoes.

    Yuzuru is giggling about the stray curl on Javi's head. Then he has the craziest idea, the best idea. He grabs Javi's shirt, pulls...

    Javi stops him with a palm against his chest. His eyes stray briefly to Yuzu's lips before he presses a kiss to Yuzu's forehead.

    "Only orange juice for you next time."

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    A Taste of Heaven

    Drabble: 

    The first time Javi beats him at Worlds, Yuzuru can't quite believe it. It's surreal, walking backstage without the satisfaction of victory. There is bitterness in his mouth, like the wormwood mother makes him drink for upset stomach, and momentarily, Yuzuru wants to scream.

    But then he sees Javi's face, the surprise, the pride, the sheer happiness as Javi steps towards him.

    Suddenly, he's crying, even as he insists he's not, so afraid Javi will misunderstand.

    "You're always the champion in my heart," Javi says, craddling him close, and Yuzu realizes that even the bitterest pill can taste like heaven.

    Závěrečná poznámka: 

    Inspired by this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ejHhCWEKX2k (first hug) Also, Javi actually said that. IN REAL LIFE. Now tell me they're not in love.

  • Obrázek uživatele estriel

    Breaking the Rules

    Úvodní poznámka: 

    Vysvětlivky v závěrečné poznámce. :)

    Drabble: 

    Certain topics are prohibited when your lover is your fiercest rival.

    Your health.
    When Yuzuru calls Javi from NHK, sobbing that "maybe I cannot go to Olympics," Javi doesn't think about how that improves his own chances. Instead, he talks nonsense until Yuzu falls asleep.

    Missing each other.
    When Yuzu is recovering, Javi calls him daily to say he misses his smile, his kisses, his hands, trying not to cry with longing.

    What happens after PyeongChang.
    "I'm retiring," Javi whispers before the medal ceremony.

    "I can't do it without you!"

    "You won't have to, cariño. I'll be right there. Always."

    Závěrečná poznámka: 

    Vysvětlivky...

    NHK Trophy v roce 2017, zhruba tři měsíce před Olympiádou - this happened: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=muERPPVdyN4 Aneb Yuzu si dost ošklivě zranil kotník a koleno, načež dlouh nesměl trénovat, se skoky znovu začal asi tři týdny před Olympiádou... kterou pak suverénně vyhrál.

    A ten moment na Olympiádě - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNEb8FbFxr8 - přibližně 0:50, Yuzuru reaguje s "I can't do it without you"... A ještě z jiného úhlu: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WhPgMs21L20 - takes Yuzu quite a while to calm down after that, poor baby.

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    Straight Until Proven Otherwise

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    Nudity doesn't bother Javi, a European. Neither do sweaty men undressing, showering, dressing... that's standard locker room business.

    What bothers Javi is Yuzu peeling off skin-tight training clothes, Yuzu strolling around the lockers butt-naked, Yuzu going commando whenever they leave the rink together, the tease. Yuzu, who is now twenty, all new curves, muscles and Olympic-champion confidence, makes Javi very bothered indeed.

    But Javi resists and remains Yuzu's friend, only a friend. Because Javi is not gay - or at least not until the night Yuzu slays him at Mortal Kombat, laughs, and then sits in his lap to kiss him.

  • Obrázek uživatele estriel

    I Know a Place We Can Go

    Úvodní poznámka: 

    Název drabble je z písničky "I Know a Place" od MUNA.

    Drabble: 

    Yuzuru loves skating in Japan. Being in Japan, not so much. He cannot walk down the street unrecognized. It's like he has this "identity", this persona to live up to - Yuzuru Hanyu, two-time Olympic champion, quasi god. It feels fake.

    For that, he loves Toronto. There, he can be just Yuzu. He can fall in practice without landing in the newspaper. He can sit in a cafe laughing at Javi's jokes. He can, when he's feeling particularly reckless, press his lips to Javi's neck as they ride the subway home. He feels like he can be himself - free and real.

  • Obrázek uživatele estriel

    For a Piece of Glory

    Úvodní poznámka: 

    Kolektivní vinu jsem si interpretovala velmi doslovně. Pokud to nebude stačit na bodík, nevadí. :)

    Drabble: 

    "How could you let him do this? He'll kill himself trying! You, Tracy, Kikuchi - you allowed this?! And the federation! Everyone wants glory, NOBODY THINKS OF HIM, YOU'RE ALL SELFISH!" Javi hangs up, breathing hard.

    "Is not their fault."

    Javi starts. He never heard the shower stop.

    Yuzu limps towards him, careful now with the painkillers wearing off.

    "Is me. I want to skate, at home. You'd do same."

    Javi knows Yuzu's right, of course. He sags against Yuzu; anger, fear, concern and love making his knees weak.

    "Just be safe," he pleads, although he knows skating is anything but.

    Závěrečná poznámka: 

    Opět jsme na letošním mistrovství světa v Saitamě - Yuzuru Hanyu závodí poprvé po 4 měsícíh, v listopadu si totiž opět zranil kotník. Po mistrovství Yuzu přiznal, že poslední dva měsíce používal léky proti bolesti, aby vůbec mohl trénovat (stejně jako před olympijskými hrami v roce 2018).

    Jo a btw, ta bad English v drabbli je záměrná, Yuzu nemluví moc plynule :D

  • Obrázek uživatele estriel

    The Boy Who Left

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    It caused quite the stir when Harry Potter quit the DMLE. But his Auror partner just got killed on the job. Even the press had to admit that was a valid reason to leave.

    Still, it was "just Malfoy" who died. Nobody said it, but many thought it, Harry could tell. He nearly cursed them all.

    He went to Hogwarts, the only home he had left. Nobody stopped him wandering the castle day and night.

    When he found it, Harry greeted the Mirror of Erised like an old friend. He sat down and, facing Draco's reflection, he began to weep.

    Závěrečná poznámka: 

    DMLE = Department of Magical Law Enforcement = The Aurors

  • Obrázek uživatele estriel

    Cat Life

    Úvodní poznámka: 

    Javier Fernandez/Yuzuru Hanyu.

    Drabble: 

    Cats, Yuzu thinks as he watches Effie in Javi's lap, have such a life!

    Not that life is bad, now. The days following a seasons' finish are always pleasant.

    He just beat Javi in his favorite video game, his body doesn't ache, Javi's made him tea... Life is good... and yet...

    Yuzu wishes he could do whatever he wants, like Effie.

    You're World Champion, he reminds himself. Be brave!

    And so when Effie abandons Javi, he stretches out on the couch, resting his head in Javi's lap.

    Javi draws a surprised breath. Smiles. Then threads his fingers into Yuzu's hair.

    Závěrečná poznámka: 

    Effie je kočka krasobruslaře Javiera Fernandeza (obviously). Javi a jedna z jeho koček: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Gp8EJy63p0

    Javier a Yuzuru Hanyu spolu dlouhé roky trénovali v Torontu. Yuzu poslední dobou několikrát zmínil, že jsou kočky jeho nejoblíbenější zvířata, protože jsou chlupaté a můžou si dělat, co chtějí... :D

    Ten limit 100 slov mi letos dává zabrat, tohle bylo tak na 250 a z toho zkracování mi je úplně smutno. ;) Holt ješte nejsem úplně v drabblovacím módu.

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    As the Light Wanes over the Battlefield

    Úvodní poznámka: 

    Drabble je o letošním mistrovství světa v krasobruslení v Saitamě. Favorit Yuzuru Hanyu se po úrazu po 4 měsících vrací na led, všichni mají vysoká očekávání, ale v krátkém programu udělá chybu, kterou od něj nikdo nečekal.

    Video s intrem je tady (program začíná kolem 9min30sek): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r-45QkvQYY8

    m/m slash

    Drabble: 

    It's late. Yuzu should be sleeping, but he keeps the lights ablaze as he watches. The video ends and he hits replay. There it is again - the popped quad sal.

    He tells himself it was the ankle, but he knows better. It's the first Worlds without Javi. It felt like entering a battlefield without an ally.

    The tears start rolling.

    A knock on the door. A familiar voice. "It's me."

    Yuzuru hesitates, shocked by his sudden yearning.

    In the end, he lets Javi in.

    "Rest, cariño", Javi murmurs as he kisses away the tears and turns off all the lights.

    Závěrečná poznámka: 

    Javi = Javier Fernandez, špaňelský krasobruslař, který letos na mistrovství Evropy ukončil svou kariéru. Yuzuru a Javier spolu dlouhá léta trénovali v Torontu a byli blízcí přátelé, ačkoliv mezi sebou neustále bojovali na závodech. Na mistrovství světa už letos Javi nezávodil, byl pouze v publiku.

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    The Magic of The Internet

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    Drabble: 

    His family would have disowned him, but Draco thought the Internet was marvelous. Especially dating websites. The anonymity was liberating. Online, nobody called him Death Eater scum.

    So when his Internet crush, FlyBoy1980, suggested they meet in person, Draco panicked. After careful deliberation, however, he decided to try.

    He was waiting for his date, reading the book they'd agreed on, when Harry Potter strode in. Then he noticed Potter's matching book.

    Potter stopped. Stared. Then he smiled. "Scared, Malfoy?"

    Draco was. But this was Potter.

    "You wish," he scoffed. Time to get to know FlyBoy1980 for who he truly was.

    Závěrečná poznámka: 

    Já se z toho letos zblázním... Vždycky něco sesmolím, podívám se na počet slov a jsem tak někde na 180, pak krátím, krátím a samozřejmě už to není ono. Taky se někdo letos nějak neobvykle moc trápíte s tím, dostat se do té stovky?

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    The Map of You

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    She knew your body by heart, could recall with eyes closed the location of every freckle, every scar. She knew where to find the white hairs that inevitably began appearing, was intimately familiar with the secret spots that made you melt... and the ones that made you laugh.

    She knew your ticks and pet-peeves, the way your mood swung wildly during your cycle. She knew how to fold the towels just right and how you took your tea.

    There was only one empty spot on the map she had drawn of you, one last piece of uncharted territory. Your heart.

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    The Magic Three

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    Úvodní poznámka: 

    Nahrazuji si téma "Tři krát tři".

    Drabble: 

    Harry loved Ginny. But there was little passion. He loved her almost platonically, softly, sweetly, like fantasies of playing house.

    Ginny fucked Malfoy out of spite. Malfoy was the person she thought would annoy Harry the most. She never expected it to be that good.

    Harry had come to hex Malfoy for stealing his girl. They yelled, threw a few punches, then Harry pushed Malfoy against the wall and snogged him.

    Three tries, three revelations. It took a while to calibrate, but three turned out to be the lucky charm.

    Potter goes Poly, wrote the Prophet. The trio just laughed.

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    The Master Plan

    Drabble: 

    The Dark Lord didn't understand Potter. When he asked Potter to join him, he offered power, fame, knowledge, riches... None of these mattered to Potter!

    But Draco knew Potter. Potter attached himself to the first person to treat him well, befriended the first one he met...

    The one thing Potter craved more than anything, was love. Offer him love and he would never decline.

    Thus Draco's plan was born. He'd befriend Potter, court and romance him, seduce him to their side...

    The one thing Draco didn't account for in his plan... was that he'd actually fall in love with Potter.

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    The Safeword

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    Úvodní poznámka: 

    Očividně letos budu psát převážně Potterovskou fanfikci. :)

    Drabble: 

    One always needed passwords at Hogwarts. Harry never minded, but disliked Neville's sleeping in front of the common room door.

    During the war, passwords were a matter of life and death. Each Order member had one to prove their identity...

    By war's end, Harry was sick of passwords, of secrets and divisions.

    During Eight Year, he stubbornly shared his password with everyone... and when Malfoy entered the Gryffindor common room, Harry invited him to play chess.

    Now, with Draco, Harry tolerates one password. It unlocks pain... pleasure. He allows it because it doesn't express suspicion, but complete trust. His safeword.

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    Sleep. Close // Dormiens. Occlumens.

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    Drabble: 

    Potter's chest felt wonderfully solid as he pushed him, tumbling him into the grass. Even more satisfying was the crunch of Potter's nose under his fist.

    Potter cried out and grabbed Draco's sweater, rolling him over. Draco found himself on his back, Potter's feverish gaze upon him.

    Just like the old times, he thought before Potter's mouth crashed into his, robbing him of all thought.

    *

    Draco woke up. Potter, again. It took him a moment to remember. Potter was dead. And he better close his mind, because if the Dark Lord realized Draco wished he lived, then so was Draco.

    Závěrečná poznámka: 

    Tak jsem zase krátila, tak o 50 slov. :( Kruciš, nějak mi ty drabble nechtějí končit.

    Název drabble je jakýmsi pokusem o slovní hříčku a narážku na Draco Dormiens nunquam titillandus, ale nejsem si jistá, jestli mi to moc vyšlo... je pozdě, tak mě omluvte, pokud moc ne. :D

    Neviditelný fandom: 
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    Královna ulice

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    Říkali jí Královna. Byla nejkrásnější, útlého pasu a vybraných móresů. Oblékala se do krajek a hedvábí. Rty měla vždy přetřené rtěnkou. Nakadeřené vlasy jí v lesklých prstýncích jemně rámovaly napudrovaná líčka. Když se koketně smála, znělo to jako tisíc zvonků.

    Na schůzku s Královnou se připravoval měsíce. Spořil, protože každé setkání s opravdovou krásou něco stojí. Nedočkavě se chvěl, když při stmívání kráčel k místu, kde panovala Královna.

    *

    Když bylo po všem, jeho vysněná hodina za ním, sešel se s kamarádem v nedalelém lokálu.

    "Prostě štětka," odpověděl na otázku, jaká tedy byla. "Královna ulice." Ušklíbl se a lokl si piva.

    Závěrečná poznámka: 

    BJB. Doufám, že jsem téma dostatečně splnila. :)

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    What Happens in the Library

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    Úvodní poznámka: 

    Koukám, že se mi nějak stýská po Bradavicích. :) Tuhle drabbli jsem musela hodně krátit, občas je těch slov, která jsou k dispozici, strašně máááálo. Ale snad dává smysl i tak.

    Drabble: 

    The Hogwarts library is full of knowledge. But it is also full of secrets. The tomes within its walls see everything... and tell nothing of the excitement and boredom, friendship and rivalry.

    They see Hermione cry, and smile, and sneak off with Viktor. They see Draco desperately searching for spells to fix magical artefacts. They see Harry's childhood disappear.

    When Potter's generation returns for Eight Year, they see words like 'Slytherin' and 'Gryffindor' lose meaning. They see hesitant truce, quiet conversations. They see kisses, stolen underneath an invisibility cloak.

    They see, bearing mute witness to the blossoming of something... new.

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    What You Have

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    It happened in the aftermath of the war. Draco first assumed it was just a release for all the raw emotion they were both left with. Potter had come to return his wand, they fought, got drunk, then talked and then... snogged.

    But here they were, a year later, and Harry wanted to come out. He didn't care if the whole world knew because he loved Draco and he wasn't hiding! Harry wanted it all.

    Draco offered the sensible compromise. Continue their relationship, in secret. They needed to protect what they had.

    And so Harry left, and Draco had... nothing.

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    Hard Work for the Savior

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    Nevhodné do 14-ti let?

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    Everybody had expected him to marry, settle, spawn red-haired children... Which is why it amused Harry how people now indulged his newfound promiscuity. There were benefits to being the Savior.

    Less amusing was how people just threw themselves at him. He didn’t even have to try to get them into bed. And he didn’t have the energy to lie to Muggles. In the Wizarding World, everyone was cheap, easy prey.

    Except Malfoy, Harry realized.

    Malfoy made Harry work for it before he agreed to fuck him. And then he made him beg before letting him come.

    Harry totally loved it.

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    Korýši na útěku

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    Holčička s lupou leží na pláži a urputně zírá do písku. Právě je odliv, vlny jen lehce šplouchají a omývají pobřeží.

    S každou vlnou se holčička jako hádě plazí dál a dál směrem k vodě.

    “Co to děláš?” ptá se maminka.

    “Sleduju,” vysvětlí holčička a posune se zase o kousek.

    “A koho?”

    “Korýše.”

    “A kam jdou?”

    “Zdrhaj do moře,” zatřese holčička pěstičkou.

    “V moři jsou přece doma,” chlácholí ji maminka. “Chtějí se vrátit do pelíšků.”

    “Ne!” Holčička bouchne pěstičkou do písku. “Nemůžu je nechat utýct!”

    “A proč?” ptá se maminka.

    “No protože taťka říkal, že je budeme mít k večeři.”

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    Dalilino kukátko

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    Svět je tmavá kostka, dost velká, aby se do ní vešla matrace, na které se Dalila může natáhnout (poslední dobou jí přečuhují nohy), ne dost vysoká, aby se v ní mohla postavit. V podlaze je díra - záchod, v koutě flaška s vodou. Dalila má i poklad – knížku. Víc toho v jejím světě není.

    Tedy kromě kukátka. Kukátkem projde flaška nebo Dalilina ruka. Většinou se ale Dalila kukátkem dívá.

    Vidí: slunce na podlaze, záclonu ve větru, občas nohy (do kolen), chuchvalce prachu, osminohá zvířátka, šestinohá zvířátka.

    Jen díky oku, přitisknutému ke kukátku, Dalila ví, že celý svět není jen tmavá kostka.

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    Záblesky

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    Barevný kolotoč, směju se a mávám mamince, která na mě čeká s perníkovým srdcem a balónkem.

    Léto u jezu, šplícháme se ve vodě. Pleť mám zlatavou, vlasy vyšisované od slunce. Kluci nás s Kamilu očumují, když skočíme do proudu; plavky najednou napůl průhledné.

    První milování v posteli pro jednoho. Kamilin rozverný úsměv a záblesk v černých očích, než se mi skloní mezi nohy.

    Jaro sotva v rozbřesku, na větvích zrána ještě jinovatka. Jedeme na motorce, asfalt klouže. Letím... pak jen tma.

    Jen záblesky mi zbývají. Většinou si nic nepamatuju – možná je to milost. Vzpomínky na život, který už není, bolí.

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    Flowers on Fire

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    Totální BJB.

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    When I was little, I loved wearing pink, ribbons in my hair. They used to tell me what an adorable little flower I was.

    When I chose hockey as my sport, everybody said it’s not for girls. When I wanted to run with the boys outside, I was told not to get my tights dirty. When I said I wanted to be a cop, they laughed.

    I’m not a fucking flower. I am fierce on the ice, I outrun all the boys, I will kick you if you call me “just a girl”. Kick you and fine you for it.

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    Nezapadáš

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    Ať dělal co dělal, pořád s ním bylo něco špatně.

    Ve školce si z domova nenosil ty správné hračky, navíc byl nejmenší.

    Ve škole se mu smáli, protože neměl značkové oblečení a smartphone s jablíčkem už ve čtvrté třídě. Při tělocviku byl vždy poslední, kdo zůstal stát, když si kapitáni vybírali hráče na vybíjenou.

    Doufal, že na střední začne od začátku, obrátí nový list – proto chtěl dojíždět do sousedního města. Ale jeho vlasy měly „blbou barvu“, známky měl moc dobré a navíc – to byla poslední kapka – se mu líbili kluci.

    Na výšku už neměl energii, naděje zplaskly. Radši to skončil.

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    Glory Hole

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    You had just gone in to take a dump. And there it was, in the wall to to your right - a hole, 20 centimeters in diameter, crotch-height.

    Suddenly, a hand snuck in, startling you. Slim, manicured fingers handed you a folded slip of paper and a pencil stub.

    I like Shakespeare, lemonade with mint and sci-fi, it read.

    You flushed, then sat on the lid.

    I also enjoy sci-fi, you scribbled. Elderflower soda. I prefer Voltaire, though. You had no idea who was on the other side... and yet you felt intrigued.

    And that was how you met your husband.

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    Pokud nevíte, co přesně "glory hole" je, Wikipedie to jistí: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Glory_hole_(sexual_slang)

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    Tajemství osudu

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    Příslušníci kmene Tsi v šestnácti letech vejdou do Lesa náhod, kde odhalí svůj osud - Les určí jejich postavení, povolání...

    Li-Na slavila narozeniny se dvěma chlapci. Před začátkem ceremonie se oba kasali, že budou válečníci.

    První vyšel z Lesa po hodině se zlomenou větví, přes kterou zakopl, přesvědčen, že bude stavitelem chýší. Druhý Radě Starších přinesl zaječí chlup na znamení, že bude lovcem.

    Li-Na z Lesa vyšla po třech dnech - žíznivá, hladová... a bez osudu. Rada Starších ji odvedla ji k Simi-re, stařičké vůdkyni kmene.

    “Díky bohu!” řekla Simi-re. “Lidí, co nevěří na nesmysly, je dnes málo. A já potřebuji následníka.”

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    25 Years Later

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    Harry/Draco. Startuju se svým OTP. Tuhle drabble jsem psala asi na třikrát, protože se mi nechtěla vejít do 100 slov a protože se mi nedařilo říct všechno tak, jak bych si přála. (A ani tahle verze není tím, co bych ráda.)

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    The war left Harry angry, depressed. Malfoy must have felt the same, not that Harry cared. What Harry cared about was losing himself in non-committal fucking where he was not “The Savior”.

    A friends-with-benefits arrangement saw them through increasingly unhappy marriages, subsequent divorces ... until they finally admitted they loved each other. Still, their relationship remained secret.

    *

    25 years later, they meet at a Ministry function, shake hands - the standard charade.

    “Aren’t we too old for this?” Draco sighs with a wry smile.

    Harry knows exactly what he means.

    “Yes,” he says. “It’s time for us.” And he takes Draco’s hand.

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    8 pro smích, 6 pro pláč

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    Přiznám se: ani náhodou jsem nečetla všechno. A to ani ve fandomech, které znám (a to jich není moc), nebo od autorů, které ráda čtu. Určitě jsem spoustu perel prošvihla. Mám pro vás několik drabblí, které mě rozesmály, ale i pár, nad kterými se mi téměr orosilo oko, případně které se mě nějakým způsobem dotkly.

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    Přiznám se: ani náhodou jsem nečetla všechno. A to ani ve fandomech, které znám (a to jich není moc), nebo od autorů, které ráda čtu. Určitě jsem spoustu perel prošvihla. Mám pro vás několik drabblí, které mě rozesmály, ale i pár, nad kterými se mi téměr orosilo oko, případně které se mě nějakým způsobem dotkly.

    Pro pobavení:

    Hodina cvičení pro zralé ženy - Rya. Protože přespříliš nadšené cvičitelky taky nenávidím (a smála jsem se nahlas).

    Nesnažte se velet kočkám! - Tora. Protože kočičí myšlení prostě nemá chybu.

    Čím víc proužků... - Lejdynka. Protože jsem se chechtala nahlas - a je to ve verších!

    Jak si užívali romantiky - se.id. Protože HP se stali jedním z mých oblíbených párů.

    Pokusné zvíře - Danae. Protože... nad kočkama opravdu občas lze jen kroutit hlavou.

    Moje zahrada - Jacomo. Protože jde o velmi originální pojetí klasického příběhu. (O který příběh jde, to neprozradím - zkazila bych pointu.)

    Malý krok pro člověka - Rebelka. Protože sarkasticky pojaté výlety do vesmíru prostě žeru.

    O Lilavlásce - Kokoška. Protože zbožňuju zvukomalebné slovní hříčky.

    Dojemné a srdcervoucí:

    Nic než ji - strigga. Protože tahle drabble hluboce mluví k mé HP-fandomové duši.

    Zrcadlení - Danae. Protože nikdo nedokáže rozervaného Bruce Bannera ukázat tak, jako Danae.

    Sněhový princ - Blueberry Lady. Protože je to krasobruslení... a krásně napsaná drabble.

    Hranice ticha - Tenny. Protože mi tahle drabble rozšířila obzory.

    O hvězdách - Lee. Protože drabble jakoby vypadla z pera autorovi předlohy - krásně něžná, melancholická, vážná.

    To druhé "ty" - Lejdynka. Protože stále ještě nevím, jak přesně si tuhle drabbli interpretovat... ale pocitově je strašně silná.

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    Testing The Limits

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    Letos jsem sama sebe trochu zklamala - začátek měsíce byl docela slibný, ale mám pocit, že kvalita mých drabblí postupně upadala jak duben pokračoval... Do výběru jsem vybrala tuhle, protože mi jako jediná utkvěla v mysli, jako u jediné jsem si pamatovala obsah a pointu i na konci měsíce.

    Zajímavé je, že jsem vybrala fanfikci, i když jsem psala hlavně originální věci (i když letos jsem těch Potterovských drabble vytvořila víc, než jsem původně čekala)... Ale s Harry Potterem jsem tak nějak dospěla a tenhle pár vždy byl a očividně už i zůstane mým OTP. A tahle drabble vystihuje jejich dynamiku tak, jak si ji představuji. :)

    Téma bylo "Neznámé hranice".
    Nevhodné do 15 let!

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    For the longest time, I didn't know his limits, didn't know how hard I could push him before breaking him. I told him this was irresponsible. Like you ever cared about rules and responsibility, Potter, he spat back.

    We agreed on a safeword, but he never used it, no matter how rough our play. Whenever I stopped, he just sneered: I’ve had worse, Potter. Don’t worry. I wondered what he’d been through in Voldemort’s service and in Azkaban. The thought made me sick.

    When I told him I loved him, he turned away and whispered the safeword. I ignored it.

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