THE X SENTENCES MEME
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zukkokyaI'm a bit stuck with my fics for help_japan, so to relax and resuscitate the right side of my brain, I INTRODUCE:
- The X Sentences Meme -
[So named so as to sound badass.]
How to Play:
Give me a character/pairing, a prompt, and a number between one and ten, and I'll write something with that number of sentences.
Each person can make two prompts.
Fic goes to the first (8) prompts.
Go forth and promptquer! ♥
ETA: IF ANYONE WANTS TO MAKE ME V.V.V.V.V. HAPPY RIGHT NOW PLEASE REQUEST KURT/BLAINE. :D
[So named so as to sound badass.]
How to Play:
Give me a character/pairing, a prompt, and a number between one and ten, and I'll write something with that number of sentences.
Each person can make two prompts.
Fic goes to the first (8) prompts.
Go forth and promptquer! ♥
ETA: IF ANYONE WANTS TO MAKE ME V.V.V.V.V. HAPPY RIGHT NOW PLEASE REQUEST KURT/BLAINE. :D
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Date: 2011-04-27 01:54 am (UTC)SPN+NEWS; Cas+NEWS, "divine intervention" 10
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Date: 2011-04-27 02:42 am (UTC)Dean parks the Impala in a truck stop just outside the city limits of Denver, sits on the hood, crams half a hamburger in his mouth, and manages to yawn through a mashed-up collection of Mickey D's Deliciousness.
He doesn't notice the air around him shift, but he has a sixth sense for stares of disgust, so he isn't startled when Cas leans on the Impala.
"Ash off my bebe," Dean commands, spraying Cas's coat with some unidentifiable mix of ground beef, bread, ketchup, cheese, pickles, lettuce, and tomatoes.
Cas ignores him and brushes the wet crumbs off his collar.
"What's up?" Dean asks, once he's swallowed.
Cas shrugs, doesn't say anything, so Dean shrugs back and offers Cas a fry for lack of something to respond to.
Divine Intervention SPN+NEWS (I had forgotten about Yamapi's missing soul until now, so you are brilliant. :D ♥)
Yamapi didn't believe he had a soul before he sold it. The demon had stopped him and Ryo on the street and made the whole "give me soul, and I'll give you fame" spiel sound like a joke, and Ryo had egged Yamapi on until he'd accepted to shut Ryo up and then the demon slashed his palm with a pocketknife.
NEWS debuted one week later.
On the eve of NEWS' tenth-year anniversary, the demon showed up in Yamapi's apartment in the form of a Junior named Daisuke and told Yamapi to expect the hellhounds in twelve hours.
After eleven and a half hours of internet research, failed attempts at contacting the demon, and skeptical mockery from Ryo in the form of calls and emails, Yamapi sat down on his futon and felt his throat close up.
He stared at the wall for twenty-nine minutes, and then the sounds of scratching, howling, and snarling reached his front door.
The metal splintered and curled inward and the hounds crashed in and Yamapi scrambled back against the wall, eyes clenched shut.
And then, nothing.
Only Tegoshi with a sword and a smile. "Don't worry, Leader," he said, "I'll save your soul."
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Date: 2011-04-27 02:53 am (UTC)YOU'RE GOING TO DO MORE RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT YAMAPI'S SOUL...how did you do that so fast. o.o
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Date: 2011-04-27 02:57 am (UTC)MAYBE THERE WILL BE MORE? I KIND OF LIKE IT LIKE THIS. XD
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Date: 2011-04-27 03:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-27 03:55 am (UTC)TEGOSHI: ANGEL OF THE LORD
I NEED AN ICON ASAP
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Date: 2011-04-27 03:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-27 03:03 am (UTC)Don't know much about SPN but I liked that too. XD Castiel just wanted a fry.
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Date: 2011-04-27 02:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-27 02:56 am (UTC)Thief
"You took them."
Uchi grunts, because he's still mostly asleep, barely figured out what part of the phone is meant for the ear, and hasn't remastered speech yet.
"I had five, and now I only have one."
Uchi catches up with the accusation. "No, I didn't," he says.
"You did," Ryo snaps, "and you'd better buy me more."
"Why does it matter?" Uchi groans. "We both use them."
Ryo hangs up on him, leaving Uchi to roll his eyes and hate this universe he lives in where his boyfriend wakes him up at four in the morning to bitch about condoms.
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Date: 2011-04-27 03:23 am (UTC)Also I can totally use the icon where ryo is yelling about condoms... and it is even more relevant than normalno subject
Date: 2011-04-27 10:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-27 02:25 am (UTC)8D
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Date: 2011-04-27 02:23 pm (UTC)Subaru's been waiting for Nino to stop talking for about ten minutes so he can finally ask Nino to move his bag off Subaru's brand new guitar.
He's only known Nino for six weeks, so every time he opens his mouth to interrupt, he loses his nerve.
When Nino finally says, "See you later, Subaru," and heads off with his bag, Subaru picks up his guitar and rushes off in the opposite direction.
And notices a broken string.
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Date: 2011-04-27 08:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-27 02:28 am (UTC)Subaru/Yasu, lifetime, 10 /greedy
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Date: 2011-04-28 04:08 am (UTC)Yasu is instantly identifiable by his black clothes. Even in the crowd of Tokyo commuters who all seem to be dressed the same way, Yasu stands out because Subaru expects him to.
As Yasu cranes his neck, searching the crowd, Subaru slouches down more against the column he's been stationed against for over ten minutes. He could call out, or raise his arm, or do any number of things to make himself easier to find, but he doesn't want to stand out. Besides, he found Yasu easily enough, so Yasu should be able to do the same.
Yasu doesn't seem to have Subaru's perceptive abilities, however, as he goes off in the opposite direction with the flow of the crowd, so Subaru scowls and fishes out his phone.
And almost drops it when a hand pats him on the shoulder.
He's halfway through muttering, "Excuse me," when he turns and finds Yasu standing there, grinning like an idiot.
"Eh," Subaru says, "you found me."
"You stand out."
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Date: 2011-04-29 03:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-27 02:42 am (UTC)...since Pero's got SPN taken care of. 8Db
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Date: 2011-04-29 05:20 am (UTC)They're at a buffet, and Takki has a tray loaded with chicken, rice, daikon, spinach, and five lychees.
Four.
He smacks Tsubasa's thieving hand and demands, "What are you doing with my fruit?"
Tsubasa holds the peeled lychee between his teeth, leans across the table, and says, "Improving the presentation."
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Date: 2011-04-29 05:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-03 10:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-27 03:47 am (UTC)710and, erm...
Shuuji/Akira (omg suddenly idk if this is on your list of things you write for), understanding,
710Take that to mean 7-10 lines? idk. 7 is my favorite number but 10 gets me more of your dlfhsdjfdsh AMAZING WRITING. My superstition and dur!common-sense are fighting it out right now. :P
Also I can't count so if you've already got 8 prompts then, HI KYACHAN ILU HOW ARE YOU TODAY? <3 :D
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Date: 2011-05-08 02:51 pm (UTC)Reunion
Draco tried to ignore her. She was with the shopkeeper at the counter asking about special-ordering something called a kinkindea. Judging by the shopkeeper's baffled expression and Luna's oblivious smile, neither one would notice if Draco slipped out of the shop.
He turned to leave.
"Draco?"
In school, Luna had had a soft voice, one that rarely changed volume regardless of the situation. Now, the volume was the same, but the tone was different.
More aware.
Shuuji/Akira
Shuuji falls asleep waiting for Akira to wander home after class. He curls up on the futon in their bedroom in a square of orange sunlight with the corner of a textbook under his cheek. He wakes up in the dark with a deep triangle-shaped indent on his face.
He can tell by the silence that Akira's not home yet, so he sends Akira a short phone mail reading, When are you coming home?
He's tired, and it's nine, and he hasn't been sleeping well lately, but going to sleep with Akira's become part of his routine and Akira's not here, so Shuuji opens his textbook and starts studying.
Akira's fingers kiss him awake at midnight, and before Shuuji can complain about the time, Akira presents Shuuji's open cell phone, and a phone mail on the screen from Akira that reads, I'll be home late~. Only stay up until ten, and then go to bed, okay?
Shuuji forgot about that.
So he just gives Akira (smiling, completely aware of Shuuji's fallible memory) a look that's both sheepish and indignant, and sighs when Akira kisses him.
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Sorry it took so long, hon!)
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Date: 2011-04-27 07:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-27 01:27 pm (UTC)Kurt/Blaine - amused - 7
Puck/Awesome - peepholes - 9
YES I DID JUST REQUEST THAT HA
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Date: 2011-04-27 02:40 pm (UTC)Though I don't think my request would help you unwind much from the donation fics...
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Date: 2011-04-27 05:18 pm (UTC)