Help me defeat my semi-writer's block!

[fan_elune]

The first 15 people to comment on this post, with a fandom, character or pairing and prompt of some sort get to request a drabble from you. If they feel like it, and only if they feel like it, requesters can post this in their journal and write a drabble for you.

And I swear to you people, I will actually write these drabbles straight off. No pushing it back, no waiting months for them. (And by drabble I mean tiny little ficlet. I can't be bothered with word counts.)

The fandoms I'll write in:

1. Firefly
2. Buffy/Angel
3. Profit
4. A Knight's Tale
5. Queer As Folk (UK)
6. Doctor Who (2005 and 2006)
7. Shakespeare In Love
8. Alias
9. Lost
10. The Lord of the Rings
11. The Pirates of the Caribbean
12. Harry Potter
13. Highlander
14. Casanova (the RTD series)
15. Rent

And, like houses_on_fire said, "any [reasonable] crossovers of the above list."

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[817.livejournal.com]

Alias/Buffy. Weiss and Xander talk about magic (magic magic or magic tricks or both).

[fan-elune.livejournal.com]

Right. So. I'd never written Weiss, and hardly ever write Xander. Hope you like it!

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The Watchers Council. An organisation that used to have ties with the CIA, buried so deep that even Jack Bristow had not managed to unearth them. Their file said that their London headquarters had gotten bombed three years ago, destroying the seat of their power. It also said that a new Council had emerged in Cleveland since, and it was this Council that Weiss had been sent to investigate. Supposedly they might have information about Rambaldi, which meant that Weiss had prepared himself for anything.

Turned out that he really hadn't, he figured as he walked into the building just as a blue-skinned man with horns poking out of his hair hurried out. Nice costume, he'd called after him, but had gotten no reply.

Then he'd walked in, and things had gotten worse from there. He had been assigned a guide, one Alexander Harris - everybody calls me Xander, he'd been told - and while the young man had tried to keep some things from him, well. Needless to say, you didn't become a CIA agent if you didn't have an eye for spotting everything people didn't want you to. Young girls sparring with more violence than he'd seen Syd demonstrate on the field, a few more of these dressed-up persons, and, for the grand finish, Weiss had 'accidentally' stumbled into a room in which a dozen people were sitting in a circle on the floor holding hands, and a ball of shining light shimmered in the air in the centre of the circle.

Xander had carefully, quietly pulled him out of the room, and closed the door. Then he'd started really explaining what was going on around here, except none of it made any sense.

"Wait, no, I know magic. I do magic," Weiss protested. "They're tricks. Not real."

Xander shrugged sheepishly. "Well I'm telling you, my bestest friend's a top-notch wicca that started saving lives floating crayons."

Weiss waited for a few seconds, just in case that last sentence suddenly decided to make sense. He gave up at last, and clung to the one relevant piece of information. "Wiccans, we know about wiccans. They're mostly harmless - a few skyclad rituals, meditation, an orgy here and there, sounds pretty good to me, and there's nothing magic to it."

Xander made a face. "Just a tip. Don't bring up the orgies in front of Will, she's... touchy. About the Misrepresentations of the Ways of Wicca in the Modern World." Then, as if to explain the way he'd orally capitalised all those words. "She's writing a thesis."

"That would be Willow Rosenberg, right? One of your teachers here."

"Yep. Head of our coven and the above-mentioned bestest-friend-slash-top-notch-wicca."

"...right. Ya think I might sit down somewhere?"

Xander broke into a grin. "Let's go down to the cafetaria. It's been a while since I broke this news to anybody. You don't have a clue about the things that go bump in the dark, do you."

Weiss's only reply was the look on his face, and Xander's grin widened. The coffee was good, it turned out, but Weiss could already imagine Jack's reaction when he handed in his report.

This was going to be interesting.

[817.livejournal.com]

Do you know how absolutely perfect this is?? Thank you so very much - I love it. :D

[fan-elune.livejournal.com]

*beams* You're welcome! Thanks for forcing me to take my first go at Weiss. How I love him.