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echoinautumn, because it's fun =D
Give me a pairing and a prompt and I will write you a fic that is no more than three lines long! almost certainly going to be longer, because Muse hates me writing things that short! But I shall try XD
I will write for either Bleach or Fushigi Yuugi, so, guys, go! Request me things! Please.Be warned: Muse likes
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"I was busy, Ran-chan, gettin' promoted to captain an' all." Rangiku blew out a huff of air. Gin looked so innocent, so sincere without that smile, and she was wavering, she could feel it. Gin's smile came back, much more of a leer now, and he gazed down at her from under hooded eyes. "And ya know what happens when we drink together~" he murmured.
She rolled her eyes and stepped aside, letting him in. Honestly, no matter how many times he did this, callously hurt her, she always let him back in. If it was fucked up, then Rangiku had to admit she liked 'fucked up'. And she had missed the bastard; far more than she'd admit, even to herself ( ... )
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I love Gin/Ran for it's bittersweetness, I really do.
You're perfectly welcome to request again if you like~ *edited the entry after you commented ^^* And you may or may not get a second, shorter reply to this one, Muse is poking me XD
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*sobs in the corner*
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He'd snapped.
The way Chekov looked when he ran, when he didn't know that he was watching and would slowly slip away after a few minutes, the sight too much...
The looks at the helm. The way he'd laugh and grin and run his hands through those curls, not knowing how Hikaru longed to do exactly that...
The sound of his voice in Hikaru's head, the way he said his name...
"I got your message." The soft voice -so perfect, accent and all- comes from the open doorway, and Hikaru could barely bring himself to look up. He came.
"I don't think I'm too young." That had been the least of the ridiculous things Hikaru had said, but the whisper, coming from beside him now -when had Pavel moved?- makes him laugh ( ... )
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I can't even quite summon words. Just--just...just...
*flails more*
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Izuru regards him with amusement for several minutes without a word; without a laugh, to his credit. Shuuhei's gone pinker than the hearts, yelling foul obscenities at the empty office.
Propped up on his elbows, fully dressed, Izuru just grins at Shuuhei's strange new fundoshi -pink hearts, where'd she find it?-, and stops him in the middle of his tirade with six, little words.
"So, think we can keep it?
Yatta! Closer to the limit XDD
Had to repost several times, because I fail ^^
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You know I'm always gonna imagine that's what he's wearing now!
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Afterimage.
Please & Thank you!
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Of course, she wasn't exactly a servant. But to certain eyes, there was little difference. And certain eyes made sure they could never be together publicly.
As Byakuya dressed slowly, he allowed himself one glance over his shoulder to see her relaxed on the bed, form enhanced, not hidden, by the thin sheet. She knew he always had to leave come morning, and that they both had to resume their roles.
But as Soifon opened her eyes to meet his gaze, they both knew in that frozen moment of snatched time that they would have the images of their shared secrets to treasure until they could find each other once again and shed those roles they wore like armor to protect their fragile hearts.
<3
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Hope you don't mind~! :3
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And don't listen to a word she says, taichou loves every minute of it :P
If you want to request some more Gin/Zu, go on ahead~ =D
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