QUERY OR FIC.
Last month I said that I'd give anyone who correctly guessed the fic I wrote for H/D holidays a reward: they could pick between a drabble of any fandom of their choice, or ask me 5 questions about any of my fics.
Then the guessing started and everything got messy because all the people who guessed correctly were like "but i don't want to ( Read more... )
Then the guessing started and everything got messy because all the people who guessed correctly were like "but i don't want to ( Read more... )
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eta: optional prompt - arguing. Or you know, whatever. XD
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Akira walks into the living room. Hikaru has been glued to the Wii for three hours, unmoving. "I see you have your priorities in order," Akira says snidely.
“Told you you'd get jealous,” says Hikaru without looking away from Animal Crossing.
“I'm-” Akira snaps, then thinks better. He squeezes into what space is left on the sofa; Hikaru's legs take up most of it. Hikaru pokes him in the thigh with his big toe.
“Here, look,” says Hikaru. “It's your avatar.”
“You what-oh,” says Akira, glancing up. “Huh.”
Hikaru grins.
Touya pokes him back.
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Uhm, if you don't mind, I have a two prompts for you to choose from.
1) Hikago: How Hikaru finally tells Akira about Sai
and/or ;)
2) Death Note: A short, what happens after for A Tithe to Hell.
Please and very big thank you! <3
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L wanders out of the kitchen. Watari glances over. It's not reproach-Watari loves him too much for that-but close. It should hurt. It should feel like betrayal. It barely even registers.
Barely anything registers anymore except Light.
“Are you making any-”
“Progress? Yes.” He offers Watari cake. Watari refuses with a shake of his head. There's no progress; they both know the progress is Light fucking L til he's ruined for anything else.
“He'll tell me where he hid it,” says L.
He'll never tell.
L returns to the bedroom. He's hard before he opens the door.
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There's no progress; they both know the progress is Light fucking L til he's ruined for anything else.
oh man.
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( ... )
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“If you're so adept at reading your opponents,” Watson pants, “why do I inevitably wind up short when I back you?”
Holmes panics. Watson snaps, “I know you throw matches. Just not why.”
“It keeps you in the red which keeps you at Baker Street,” Holmes doesn't say. He throws a laugh and a slow left hook at Watson. “Regrettably, Watson, I lose fairly. I'm hardly familiar with all men's movements.”
Watson blocks. “Just mine?” he says.
Holmes says, “Just yours,” and aims for the smile toying with the corner of Watson's mouth.
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THE BEST PART.
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Prince of Tennis
Ryoma/Tezuka
prompt: livid
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“My, my,” says Fuji, assessing the damage. “You didn't have to kill him, Echizen.”
“I'm not dead,” says Kirihara from the ground.
“Hmm,” says Fuji, like maybe he isn't sure. Next to him Eiji lets out a long slow hoiiiii.
Ryoma shrugs. One way or the other, Kirihara will learn to stop targeting his shots to cause injury.
“Really! Not dead!” Kirihara attempts to get up. Ryoma accidentally cyclone smashes his face.
“Echizen!”
Tezuka's voice is hard and remanding, which is silly since it was his elbow Kirihara had been trying to hurt. Ryoma glares up at him, feeling rebellious. Tezuka glares back.
After about two seconds of that Ryoma starts feeling something other than rebellion.
“Get a room,” Yukimura murmurs.
“What an excellent suggestion!” says Fuji. “Let's all get one!”
Magically, within minutes, only Ryoma and Tezuka are left on the court.
Tezuka says, “You don't have to defend-”
“Well, you don't have to get mad at me for it,” Ryoma says petulantly ( ... )
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I rather fancy angry!Tezuka
And lol at yukimura and fuji --- one day I shall have to write a Jonathan Strange and Mr Norris style fic with these two :D
Thanks Aja! :D
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“What an excellent suggestion!” says Fuji. “Let's all get one!”
Magically, within minutes, only Ryoma and Tezuka are left on the court.
ladsflkds
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HNG, Akari, blossom!
Sherlock Holmes, Irene Adler, crime-fighting!
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