one or one hundred ∞ one-liner and drabble request meme

[shichihenge]

I want to write shit.

Give me something to write. If jackoweskla et al can do it, so can I. Since my last fic was so pathetic and I don't feel like finishing it yet, I'll give you porn of your choice

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[musikologie]

Hello, bb.

Jin/Yamapi, 50 ways to lose your lover.

Jin/girl of your choice, sundresses.

Kurosaki/himself, being alone has its advantages

Koki/Nakamaru, gardening.

Kame/Ueda, someone has to be the girl in this relationship.

Junno/Ueda, doing it the samurai way.

...there was not enough KAT-TUN in your prompts set. They are the sluts, after all.

[ryogrande]

tweet me if the kurosaki and kameda prompts get written plskthx. <3

[musikologie]

Shall do.

(I heard you're confusing me and jemz again. XD)

[ryogrande]

i'm confused, i don't know what you're talking about.

[musikologie]

...your comment on her jweb last night? She thought you were talking about my meme.

[ryogrande]

i might have been... i don't remember!

but then "that girl" said something about you and jemz on my journal and i was like, jemz didn't do this meme?

i think we're all confused.

Just one for now.

[shichihenge]

Voicemail left on Jin's phone while in LA: "Do you know why I have to catch so many connecting flights?"

Re: Just one for now.

[musikologie]

Yamapi finds baggage claims very confusing.

Re: Just one for now.

[shichihenge]

More confusing, still, is that he doesn't have to claim his baggage everywhere; and Jin thinks it's as good as sport, really, to play "where in the States is Yamashita Tomohisa?"

Re: Just one for now.

[musikologie]

Really, Jin's just hoping that if he can get Yamapi through enough duty-free shops he can collect more state quarters.

[shichihenge]

No matter what disguise he's wearing, Kurosaki only sees himself when he looks in the mirror. His eyes are the same. No matter what he does, no matter what he wears, he doesn't think he ever effectively kills the deep darkness that gazes back at him. Today he's playing the part of a gangster, a hardened criminal who only has all ten fingers intact because he's been lucky, whose suit is just open enough to expose the edge of tattoos that make the world fear him. Tattoos Kurosaki doesn't have, but that he'll wear. This is the sort of guy, Kurosaki thinks, that would hate a mere swindler. If he was the character, if he was really a gangster, he'd show the dead-eyed punk what real fear was. He'd teach him not to mess with professionals. He would break him in the only way nobody else has thought to.

Kurosaki stands, eyes locked on his own reflection, one hand slipping into the front of his garish trousers, and wonders if this time he'll actually manage to learn anything at all.

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