Is the world ending? Who's gonna throw the party?

[harborshore]

*peers out from under her thesis-shaped rock* So I hear there's a volcano? In Iceland? Doing things? This is nuts, you guys. It doesn't seem like anyone has died, and I hope I haven't gotten that wrong. All planes are canceled in Stockholm and the air space is closed, because apparently it's incredibly dangerous to fly through volcanic ash. Here's hoping it stops soon, because danger and chaos and the ashes being potentially lethal for people who are seriously ill and they're coming right at us, guys, they're already over Sweden. CRAZY. Also, I'm supposed to leave for the US in a month and I want to see my little sister graduate. It's an extremely minor concern in the grand scheme of things, but I love my sister a lot and I want to be there. And compared to the Haiti earthquake and the Chile one, this is decidedly minor. Obviously. Still, a little nuts.

So. I would like to offer ficlets, because I want to think about other things. I'm going to do the first five prompts I like, which may or may not be the first five that appear, because what I can write right now is a little limited.

Theme: post- or pre-apocalyptic scenarios WITH HOPE. Interpret that as you will. Pairings or gen are fine. Bands/fandoms I can write: Mikey, FOB, Bob and Brian (they're a subset of fandom, right?), The Like, Panic/The Young Veins (even if my Jon voice is nonexistent), MSI, others possibly. I can also do Veronica Mars, DCU or BTVS, though the last two feel like cheating since it's not like they've never done the apocalypse thing before.

Prompt away!

ETA: I am done! Five, er, seven ficlets.

Comments

[softlyforgotten.livejournal.com]

Oh my god, you know how to make me happy -- in a "so happy I'm making terrified eyes at the screen and wanting more more more, omg" way, you know. These are so perfect, thank you, darling. ♥ Z leaning hard on a dark-haired girl while another one readies a makeshift bed out of coats and scarves, oh.

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

I do like the Spencer-and-Ryan thing, I think I told you that. And there's nothing I love better than stories about looking for someone you care about. *__* Oh man, and I'm glad you don't mind getting the same story twice.

PS. He finds him. Both times. Obviously. In the first story, Ryan's with another tiny tiny kid who ran too fast and lost his family in the chaos somewhere, and Spencer brings them both home, with Ryan coughing because he gave the last mask to Brendon and Spencer favoring his left foot because he tripped over debris at one point. In the second one, they end up hiding from the glass in an abandoned building and Ryan tells Spencer he loves him while Spencer's picking glass out of his skin.