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idolies

OOC Secret Santa Wishlist?

Nov 30, 2005 20:25

This is my CFUD Secret Santa OOC post, apparently, because Shinn's is a bit cluttered and nothing happens on Rinko's. Hm...

Dear Santa:

For Christmas, I don't know what I want, but here goes. My best beloved fandom is, at the moment, Gundam SEED Destiny. I dislike Gil/Meer as a pairing and anything that involves Stellar having sex but, aside from ( Read more... )

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anonymous December 5 2005, 03:46:20 UTC

Arthur glanced down at the feather in his hand while he lay in his hospital bed; his broken leg in plaster and suspended from the ceiling and a tube running into his nose. The nurse had finally removed the oxygen mask, rubbing at the faint scoring on his face from the flexible plastic as she did so. The invitation to attend Lady Wednesday's party lay discarded on the plastic laminate bedside table but it wasn't important right now ( ... )

idolies December 5 2005, 03:54:59 UTC

OH MY GOD, I GOT KEYS FIC. &hearts

Adored it. Adored it, adored it, adored it. &hearts &hearts &hearts &hearts &hearts

Hey! Didn't forget you anonymous December 18 2005, 10:50:54 UTC

My apologies for the outside link but I couldn't work out a way to clean up the HTML enough so that the footnotes remained. Link!

Re: Hey! Didn't forget you shinnanigans December 25 2005, 05:34:39 UTC

I wish I'd seen this earlier damn lj lack of notifications so I could properly express my...

... oh my god it has footnotes and everything. I love you, and this was the best thing to discover on Christmas Eve.

le_mediator December 19 2005, 21:33:57 UTC

Maybe I will write a fanfic for you! I AM bored. Nobody visits me. I also don't understand how this all works. -_-o

You mentioned you wanted post GS:D fic AND Meer fic... anonymous December 25 2005, 11:06:18 UTC

When Meer died, it seemed like it happened to someone else. Of course, it did -- to her other self. The bullet ripped through her other-self and it was Meer who choked on the pain, fell to her knees and gasped for air that simply wouldn't come.

She suspected that it would have been easier if she could have tasted the blood that should have coated the back of her mouth, because then it would have been real.

Instead, she felt...numb. Isolated. She couldn't articulate just what was wrong to anyone else, because Lacus would never have burdened someone else. The world seemed strange, through a glass that was tinted the wrong shade and too thick for her to penetrate. Lacus could have, but Meer wasn't Lacus no matter how she tried. Everyone needed Lacus, Meer was finding out, including a faux-Lacus.

Time passed. The glass seemed to recede, the cotton wool slowly unwrapping from the scar tissue that was her memories of the Cosmic Era. This hurt, an infinite moment of the excrutiating pain after that blessed moment of shock and ( ... )