Meme from...people
okay, this is going around livejournal, and though i don't have as many to contribute as i would had i my old hard drive, i do have some.
If you happen to be working on some creative writing project, fanfiction or NaNoWriMo or what have you, post exactly one sentence (or more) from each of your current work(s) in progress in your journal. It should probably be your favorite or most intriguing sentence so far, but what you choose is entirely your discretion. Mention the title (and genre) if you like, but don't mention anything else -- this is merely to whet the general appetite for your forthcoming work(s).
Cross (Rurouni Kenshin/Weiss Kreuz)
And unnoticed by everyone, near a group of young trees, a man also looked on, his lips drawn into a frown of discontent. His eyes focused on the widow, a pale comparison of the young lady he had once known. They trailed to the son, taking in the features so like the father’s. They came to rest upon the sword in the son’s hands. The man’s heart constricted with an unknown emotion upon looking at it, and he suddenly felt the need to leave. Memories of the battles he had once fought and dreams of the battles he had yet to fight weighing on his mind, the man turned to leave, his parting words carried by the wind to some unknown destination.
“We will meet again, Battousai.” (this one is one that i lost due to my hard drive crash; i still have some hope of retrieving it)
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If You Could Read My Mind (Weiss Kreuz AU) a snippet of chapter 9, though i haven't even written 5 yet :P
Reaching into Schuldig’s pocket for the inevitable packet of lube, he kissed the other man again, wanting another taste of the mouth that could be so sweet while spewing such awful filth. Upon releasing the kiss, the hand with the lube packet traveled to the other’s mouth, and he couldn’t quite stifle a groan when said mouth ripped the packet open, catching his fingers and sucking on them seductively. (makes you wanna read it, huh? ^_~)
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Too Much (Gravitation) chapter 3
Or so I thought. Now I watch him as they rush you into the emergency room. He’s turned back into that fragile, scared sixteen year old from long ago. Except…he looks so much more scared than he did then. He looks not like he’ll break if touched, but like he’ll shatter. And now I find myself thinking, what if he was happy? What if under all the stress and anger and confusion, he was actually quite happy? Does he love you after all? Did my prying in his life do nothing more than ruin it more?
God, what have I done?
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You Have A Beautiful Body (Weiss Kreuz)
Aya woke to the sunlight streaming in through his window. And it annoyed him. Even if it was his day off, there was no reason for him to oversleep as he had. And his dream did nothing to alleviate his anger at himself. He hated dreaming of that time…high school. Sometimes those memories hurt even more than what had happened to Aya-chan. (this one i didn't get too far on, thus its lack of "interesting-ness")
in other news, i got a new tv, but my cable connection is screwed. i'm calling the fucking company tomorrow.
If you happen to be working on some creative writing project, fanfiction or NaNoWriMo or what have you, post exactly one sentence (or more) from each of your current work(s) in progress in your journal. It should probably be your favorite or most intriguing sentence so far, but what you choose is entirely your discretion. Mention the title (and genre) if you like, but don't mention anything else -- this is merely to whet the general appetite for your forthcoming work(s).
Cross (Rurouni Kenshin/Weiss Kreuz)
And unnoticed by everyone, near a group of young trees, a man also looked on, his lips drawn into a frown of discontent. His eyes focused on the widow, a pale comparison of the young lady he had once known. They trailed to the son, taking in the features so like the father’s. They came to rest upon the sword in the son’s hands. The man’s heart constricted with an unknown emotion upon looking at it, and he suddenly felt the need to leave. Memories of the battles he had once fought and dreams of the battles he had yet to fight weighing on his mind, the man turned to leave, his parting words carried by the wind to some unknown destination.
“We will meet again, Battousai.” (this one is one that i lost due to my hard drive crash; i still have some hope of retrieving it)
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If You Could Read My Mind (Weiss Kreuz AU) a snippet of chapter 9, though i haven't even written 5 yet :P
Reaching into Schuldig’s pocket for the inevitable packet of lube, he kissed the other man again, wanting another taste of the mouth that could be so sweet while spewing such awful filth. Upon releasing the kiss, the hand with the lube packet traveled to the other’s mouth, and he couldn’t quite stifle a groan when said mouth ripped the packet open, catching his fingers and sucking on them seductively. (makes you wanna read it, huh? ^_~)
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Too Much (Gravitation) chapter 3
Or so I thought. Now I watch him as they rush you into the emergency room. He’s turned back into that fragile, scared sixteen year old from long ago. Except…he looks so much more scared than he did then. He looks not like he’ll break if touched, but like he’ll shatter. And now I find myself thinking, what if he was happy? What if under all the stress and anger and confusion, he was actually quite happy? Does he love you after all? Did my prying in his life do nothing more than ruin it more?
God, what have I done?
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You Have A Beautiful Body (Weiss Kreuz)
Aya woke to the sunlight streaming in through his window. And it annoyed him. Even if it was his day off, there was no reason for him to oversleep as he had. And his dream did nothing to alleviate his anger at himself. He hated dreaming of that time…high school. Sometimes those memories hurt even more than what had happened to Aya-chan. (this one i didn't get too far on, thus its lack of "interesting-ness")
in other news, i got a new tv, but my cable connection is screwed. i'm calling the fucking company tomorrow.