Petshop of Horrors, not-entirely-gen. 220 words.
set in volume 6, shortly after Leon & Chris' Aunt and Uncle leave

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The shop was quiet, Chris having worn himself, Tet-chan and Pon-chan out with his Christmas presents. Boy and animal alike were slumped in a pile before Leon and Count D's feet, Chris still wearing his rollerblades. D sipped his ( Read more... )

One of my challenges for yaoi_challenge was " Gojyo masturbating" and I mentioned in the fic that something was Gojyo's second best fantasy, to which my recipient commented "wonder what his first best one is?"

Well since you asked;

Saiyuki, Gojyo/Hakkai. 730 words.

( smut cut )

"i have this excellent image of a disembodied rear end participating in pagan midwinter celebrations," says unhurt.
"please don't let this inspire my brain," says me.
*cough*

Hugh Dillon & Callum Keith Rennie. 161 words.

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"What is your problem Hugh had been sniffing at and peering into his cup for the past however many minutes now and it was ( Read more... )

Yu Yu Hakusho, Hiei/Kurama. 100 words.

~*~Hiei made his evening appearance at Kurama’s window to find Kurama admiring himself in his mirror ( Read more... )

It's after 1am here, so I figure I can get away with posting two in a row :P
This is completely merith's fault.

Gundam Wing, gen. 100 words.

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"We are *not* keeping that, Heero."

"Come on Duo, she probably didn't realize what it looked like," responded Heero. He was moving around the object in question, trying to see if it looked any less... well, ( Read more... )

I just opened an old file in which I had written "He sighed and looked at the cock. It was only eight, though it felt like midnight." And actually had to think about whether or not that was what I had meant. Not a good sign (of probably both mental and writing acuity... )

Weiss, slashiness. 350 words.

~*~Yohji caught the fist flying at his face ( Read more... )

Antique Bakery, gen *or* pre-slash - all up to you. 100 words.

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"Two and a half hours, Ono ( Read more... )

I owe some people comments, but late to my own funeral and all that, so here's a post and run.
For the first day of Christmas I, your true love, give to all of you: silliness.

Saiyuki, gen. 143 words.

~*~"Man, who put you in charge ( Read more... )

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( going to helllll )