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Weekend Challenge: Road Trip Edition!

Hi, everyone! Sorry this is really late — I'm traveling for work this weekend, which gave me the idea for this weekend's challenge: Road trips!

But because I have to work all day for the next two days and I don't want to keep you all waiting forever for your prompts, we're going to do this a different way. Under the spoiler cut are 14 prompts inspired by the idea of a road trip. If you want to challenge yourself, pick a number before you look. If you want options, take a look and pick one out.

It would be fun if you could comment with your choice if you pick one out, but you don't have to.

Anyone, though, who links 200 words or a graphic by 11:59pm Pacific time on Thursday (May 10) will get either their own drabble or graphic in return or words in their honor in one of my many, many WIPs.

Good luck!

[14 prompts under here!]
1. A secret crush. A long car ride.
2. Bad car karaoke. Too much coffee. 
3. “Give me a few minutes to just catch my breath–NO, no don’t come over here! Also, for the record, I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone drive 79 in a 35 mph zone. Who taught you how to drive?”
4. Rent a cabin. Cut their own firewood. 
5. Character A never really stays in one place too long. But then they get a travel companion.
6. Stuck on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere.
7. Everyone in an RV. Fighting a wild animal. Snoring. An unexpected romance. 
8. After the apocalypse started, no one was safe.
9. On the run from a past that they can’t leave behind
10. Hitchhiking to an unknown destination.
11. It was supposed to be a road trip. But they’ve somehow travelled back in time.
12. After flipping through the radio stations in their car for a bit, there really isn’t very much to listen to until they hear something through the static that sounds a bit like…screaming. The calls for help grow louder and louder until they stop altogether. Silence fills the car until a voice whispers through the speakers: “…I know you’re listening.” 
13. A night in a crappy motel
14. One bed. Four people.


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May. 5th, 2018 03:31 am (UTC)
10...hitchhiking to an unknown destination...
I can SO use that!
May. 13th, 2018 05:59 pm (UTC)
okay...I've killed a lot of prompts with one piece (and have created a 'rare pair' in the process...I think. Used the first quote here. It won't let me paste the whole thing, so I'll use relevant bits only.

Fandoms: Legion/Hemlock Grove/The Passing of the Third Floor Back
Rated PG...only for the trippiness ;)


Another blink and the car stopped before them, sleek and mercury silver, like something out of the 1930’s or 40’s that she had seen in one or another black and white Hollywood films. With the passenger seat and door between them, as it waited with its motor idling like an impatient cat, the driver was difficult to see, and David’s body, positioned between her and the car, did not help.

The glow in the west continued to grow. Crackle and pop of lightning fingers flicked out of the bloody billows.

David, a curious expression on his face, took a step towards the car.


The passenger window rolled down. Or it was up and then it was down, since she had not seen it slide or retract.

“Are you going somewhere?”

That voice!

She knew it…from a thousand childhood dreams, from whispers in the leaves, in the brush of the falling snow, in the gentle frothing sea waves on a calm summer day. Warm, like melted butter, sweet and gentle…

“It’s you…” David leaned against the side of the car and peered inside. “How…?”

A rumble, more menacing then a thunder’s crack, pushed the threat ahead of the broadening danger storm behind them.

“Please…get in. I don’t normally pick up hitchhikers…but I am here for you now, David.” The speaker bent to peek around David so that she could see him for the first time and said with a smile, “And you, Tamara. Please…hurry. There is no time to waste.”
May. 5th, 2018 03:48 am (UTC)
9 I can definitely work with.

May also attempt 13 as well
May. 10th, 2018 02:14 am (UTC)
By the Wayside (original fic, 431 words) - weekend challenge prompts 9 & 13
“Daddy, daddy, daddy,” Maxine cries out, as she jumps on the hotel bed. She has to yell pretty loudly to be heard over the din of the window air conditioner. “Are we really on an adventure?”

“Yes, sweetheart,” I say.

Simone moves past me and heads into the bathroom. She mutters something about “structural integrity” and “That’s your bed if she breaks it.”

“She’s fine.” I glance at Maxine who has stopped jumping on the bed and is now starting to peel a strip of faded wallpaper from the wall.

I turn on the television, hoping to distract her. The sound has been set too loud and a pastor’s voice booming about demons and the fires of hell rings out in the silence. I quickly change the channel and get a station where people are speaking in some foreign language. It’s not Spanish. It’s got a kind of guttural Eastern European quality to it.

“They talk funny,” says Maxine.

“That’s how they talk in Arkansas.”

“Am I gonna have to talk like that?”


Simone comes out of the bathroom, looking white as a sheet in some hotel other than the Wayside. I go over to her immediately, fearing that we’d taken flight from the hospital too soon.

“Do you need a pain pill?”

“I’m fine. This hotel’s a little… what the hell are they saying?”

“I don’t know. It’s Bulgarian, I think.”

“Mommy, that lady is…”

“Change the station now, Bil-Leo!” She puts a hand in front of Maxine’s face to shield her vision as I press the button to change channels. The Home Shopping network is next. Someone is modeling a bracelet “that could be yours for four easy payments of just thirty-nine ninety-nine.”

Simone sinks on the bed next to Maxine. “I saw a S-P-I-D-E-R in the bathroom.”

“Is it still there?”

“I killed it. Big sucker. You’ll need to do a bed check when Miss Maxine is brushing her teeth.”

I could feel my skin crawling. We couldn’t exactly spring for nice places if we didn’t know when we were going to stop driving. I wanted to go to a city, some place where Leo, Amanda, and Maxine could live in blissful anonymity. Simone might have settled for a farmhouse out in the middle of nowhere. After what she’d been through, I could understand why she wouldn’t want to go back to suburbia.

We’d keep driving until it felt right, camping out under the stars or sleeping in crappy hotels until we’d reach our destination.

The air conditioner gives a death rattle and stops running entirely. Wonderful.
May. 5th, 2018 05:23 am (UTC)
I initially picked #8 before looking, but since I already wrote some off-the-cuff post-apocalypse fic for New Girl (https://thatwasjustadream.dreamwidth.org/63371.html), I figure I have that box as ticked as it's gonna get for me. :)

So I'll go for #12, which popped a bunny.
May. 5th, 2018 08:34 am (UTC)
I picked 4 before seeing it and I think I can definitely work with it!
May. 10th, 2018 08:16 pm (UTC)
Transference (2115 words) by helsinkibaby
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: NCIS
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Ellie Bishop/Nick Torres
Characters: Nick Torres, Ellie Bishop
Additional Tags: Romance, Het, Fluff, Community: 1-million-words

Nick thinks that this may just be the longest he’s spent out of the city ever in his life. It's making him antsy, and he takes it out on the only other person there with him - Ellie.

May. 9th, 2018 06:32 pm (UTC)
My Elementary drabble was inspired by the #12 prompt:

Whisper Not

May. 10th, 2018 08:04 pm (UTC)
Inspired in part by 9 and 13: Supernatural's John in Not Going To Happen, 1,764 words, rated PG-13/T.

I LOVE the way you did this weekend challenge! Now I know how to work the one for the week I'll be going under the knife. Thank you!
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