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★ I wrote a Terra/Aqua fic, right here. I'm not posting it on this journal because I'm not really in the Kingdom Hearts communities anyway.
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01. Pokémon, AU about Blue the Little Mermaid.
“Three days! Are you crazy?” Blue harps, infuriated. “Have you seen the boy I’m talking about?”
“Why, yes. He’s a nice little thing.”
“Right, and from the three sentences I’ve exchanged with him, I can tell that he isn’t going to be a cakewalk,” the mermaid reasons, throwing her hands up. “True love isn’t going to blossom in three days, even if I am quite the catch,” Blue considers with a thoughtful hand on her chin, ignoring the deadpan from Squirtle, who’s hiding behind a huge jutting rock.
“I mean, really, he’s the first person I know who hasn’t been dumbstruck by my looks.”
[Blue, I think you’re exaggerating.]
“Not at all!”
[I think you’ve been talking with the King too much.]
“What has that got to do with anything at all – ”
“Alright!” the woman interrupts, attempting to keep her voice level. “Three weeks it is.”
Blue nods with accomplishment.
“Three weeks of peace and quiet under the sea,” the witch mumbles to herself.
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02. Pokémon, Cheren/White fic thing that will never get done.. haha..?
The warehouse was freezing, but there White stood in her shorts and her unbuttoned vest, ready for a fight.
Cheren grumbled as he removed his jacket – she honestly had to learn to dress more appropriately. When he looked up though, she was already skidding off on the frozen floor, clutching onto the arm of her Servine as her boots failed to provide enough of a grip. The next moment, she was already climbing up the containers and stacks of storage boxes, undeterred despite the cold.
Cheren gripped his jacket in one hand, dumbstruck.
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03. Ao no Exorcist, in which Yukio tries to help Rin hook up with Shiemi. He's terrible at it.
“Who do you like the most?” Kamiki walked up and asked, her voice thick with the characteristic sternness it adopted around Shiemi. She crossed her arms and casted her gaze down at the blonde, who sat modestly at her usual place in class, almost as if she was holding an interrogation.
“Oh, I like Nin a lot,” the girl hummed, grinning with satisfaction when the green familiar nuzzled her cheek with uncharted affection.
“No! I meant a human,” Kamiki clarified, clenching a hand.
“I like you a lot, Kamiki-san,” Shiemi smiled, delighted with her answer. The dark-haired girl, on the other hand, felt her cheeks redden with embarrassment, her hand twitching with the urge to strangle the obliviousness out of the blonde.
“Boys! I’m talking about boys! Geez!” she nearly shrieked in frustration, clamping her hands on Shiemi’s shoulders and giving her a couple of good shakes for extra measure. Rin and Yukio winced in unison from the corner of the door where they hid.
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04. Bakuman, wait what is this I don't even remember writing this wow. It's Kato (glasses girl assistant) and uhm, that assistant who appeared early on and managed to start his own manga, about a prosecutor I think. Yes, I don't remember his name lol.
“It’s odd,” she laughs lightly.
He gives her a pointed look, not speaking, just observing.
“We used to sit side by side. Now we’re still drawing together, but you’re further away,” she admires the statement with a noncommittal sigh; with a brightness in her eyes that makes him wonder what her favourite colour is – or perhaps favourite manga would be more appropriate.
He doesn’t respond, deciding to nod his head quietly, pushing the former thought behind sprouting ideas for the new names.
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05. Kingdom Hearts, another terribly old thing I never finished. It's about Xion coming across fairytales in books and gaining interest in them. Roxas+Axel+Xion.
She doesn’t tell Roxas or Axel. It seems inappropriate to do so, and she quickly arrives to the conclusion that their male brains won’t even find interest in such colourful, girlish fantasies. Xion hides her new hobby in herself, like the myriad she conceals from the fragility of the outside world – throbbing headaches and recurring nightmares and nagging sensations that make her feel like a broken toy about to shatter.
The tales ease her, they concoct in her ridiculous notions about how it would be like to be held in a man’s arms – she is reminded of Axel carrying a dizzy her with quite a displeased frown, and she patterns a laugh at the thought of him being a prince – he’s her best friend, but perhaps not a suited for stalwart steeds and classic capes. Then her mind shifts to Roxas, to the soft lines that arc his face and the way his set of eyes regard her with quiet kindness – and she fondly admits that he wouldn’t look too dismal, decked in unmarked white, and wielding a sleek sword in place of his keyblade.
Her lips curl upwards, and she smiles involuntarily at the silliness of it all. Xion wonders if this is what happiness is supposed to be like, it’s different from what she experiences on the ledge of the clock tower, so perhaps something more than joy – this is more unbridled and unpredictable and unlikely, what the text stacked on the pages claims as ‘love’.
Maybe it felt something like this, just not as empty and hollow and artificial.
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06. Panty & Stocking, a panty/brief drabble thing.
She’s running dangerously low on sugar in her blood when she finds the tiny box in Panty’s drawer. Stocking immediately dismisses it as a pack of condoms, and it doesn’t seem sweet or edible. She’s prepared to toss it aside and continue to rummage through the filthy room in search of money to replenish her stash of frosted cupcakes and melt-in-your-mouth candy canes, but her curiosity smuggles her craving (just barely).
She places the small velvet box in the middle of her palm and flicks it open with her thumb, and the necklace coiled in up the cushiony interior is all winking diamonds and glamorous sparkles and looks like snowy mint licorice. Stocking had always been more of a pearl-sort of angel, they were bigger and rounder and reminded her of the tranquil image of juicy gumballs.
She isn’t quite jealous about the fact that Panty’s accessories now have a welcome addition (those gold bangles were all brown and rusted now). Rather, Stocking needs to find out who gave her the necklace, and how much sex did she have to power (or breeze) through to get the diamonds on her scrawny collarbones.
... and these are only the things I've started writing, I realised I have like 5 blank documents waiting to be filled haha.
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Oh Ruby. He wrote himself.
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LOL. I can just picture that!! Pff, I really want to read more of this~
And, you like Bakuman too?! *u* Lol I didn't even remember Kato's name, let alone the assistant with that story... 8|
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I LOVE BAKUMAN /SCREAMING FOREVER
Everything about it is wonderful. I don't know how it manages to make the lives of manga authors so interesting, but it sure does. And Takagi and Mashiro's bromance is flawless.
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I really like that Panty and Stocking one. ;w; I love Stocking's train of thought~
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The drabble's done, it's on my second ffnet account (:
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pfft, I'm going to go read that now.