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[prpl_pen]

I have a terrible cold, and will probably be crashing soon. Or, I should, if I'm smart. *cue shifty eyes*

Anyhow, still trying to write more, still kind of stuck on my late IY flashfic (I am so sorry! I can only promise I'll finish it eventually!) I know that last time I tried this, I completely failed, but things were a bit rough for me then.

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[lucindathemaid]

Orihime - braid

Thank you! :D

[lucindathemaid]

Oh, and feel better soon!!!!

[prpl_pen]

Thanks; I'm much better now! :)

Orihime; braid

[prpl_pen]

Bound
“You’ve changed your hair,” Ulquiorra states. Orihime only nods before turning away. Down her back, where once-loose waves of bright hair flowed, hangs a thick braid. He says no more on the subject, though he thinks on it silently. He decides that he approves of this. She seems more docile now, more bound. Finally, she is truly accepting that she belongs to Aizen-sama.

Once he leaves, Orihime reaches back to pull the braid over a shoulder. She fingers one of the strands carefully. “This is me,” she breathes. And, moving to the next, “This is my nakama.” She traces the final strand with a fingertip, zig-zagging along its woven path. “And this is the trust and the love and the faith and loyalty that binds us together.” Satisfied, reminded, she lets the braid slide back over her shoulder. Dipping her head, Orihime smiles.

[dawnsama]

Ooh, fic request...

Avatar - Zuko/anyone - Flush

Zuko/anyone; flush

[prpl_pen]

Ambush
After three long weeks in Ba Sing Se, Zuko decided Mai must have long outgrown her childhood crush on him. Maybe he’d even imagined it. She gave no sign she remembered it at all. So, his first thought when he found himself unexpectedly pinned face-first against a palace was was that he was being attacked.

In a way, he was.

The hand gripping his wrists tightened and twisted, and Zuko resisted instinctively, arching his back to break free. A hipbone slammed against his thigh, and at the back of his neck he felt the icy hardness of a blade pressed to his skin. “You didn’t think I was going to wait around forever for you to make the first move, did you?” Mai leaned forward, he breath tickling his ear as she spoke. “Why Zuko. Your cheeks are burning.”

Re: Zuko/anyone; flush

[the_firefly]

LOVE THIS

That was just...I have no words.

Re: Zuko/anyone; flush

[prpl_pen]

*palace wall

SOMETIMES I REALLY WISH YOU COULD EDIT COMMENTS

[geofount]

Must have Rukia/Renji - circle.

Rukia/Renji; circle

[prpl_pen]

Circle
She retreats and he follows, catches her, holds her close. She whirls, bold, and he rushes to catch up. She is stillness, and he holds his breath.

And so it continues. The patterns repeat themselves. The circle begins anew.

She doesn’t even know that they are dancing, but Rukia always, always leads.

[amara_anon]

IY - Kohaku - Fear

[the_firefly]

*hugs*

I am having withdrawls so - Setsuna/Konoka - tease

Konoka/Setsuna; tease

[prpl_pen]

Pillow
Konoka looks up to Setsuna from where she reclines in the soft grass. “You know,” she says sleepily, “I think it would be really wonderful to have a pillow stuffed with Secchan’s feathers.”

“O--Ojou-sama!” Setsuna can already feel in her cheeks a heat that has nothing to do with the afternoon sun.

Konoka giggles, wrinkling up her nose playfully. “I’m only kidding, Secchan!” She covers her mouth as she yawns, leaning closer to rest her head on her friend’s lap. “You’re all the pillow I need.”

Re: Konoka/Setsuna; tease

[the_firefly]

.................

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

I LOVE YOU. CUTENESS OVERDOSE. And just...*guh* Konoka/Setsuna!