Writing meme~
I doubt anyone will ask me for anything but I just wanted to do it XP I haven't been writing these days so this might get me started again?
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Stand up stand up stand up crawl crawl fall fall fall fall help me I'm saved
Her voice, clear and loud like a note in A held for four beats, wakes him back into hard ground; cold but there and real.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
What was he doing? And his thoughts follow in logical sequence without muddles of confusion or hesitance to block them.
He was going to be stronger for her. For her sake. To protect her.
'Her' rings for at least eight counts in a tone so crystal he thought only his brother could create it.
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U is for Unrequited.
Bleach, Ulquiorra/Orihime.
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the request for curtains bit made me smile for some reason. ah, Ulquiorra. ♥
I kinda want to request another one xDDD
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Lol Ulqui 'requesting' for anything is just funny XP
XDD Go right ahead~ I never said you could only request once ^^
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Why-- Who had--
Shit.
The fabric was crinkled, wet, and only half the size it had been. It probably wouldn't even fit Beansprout now, let alone Lenalee.
... Just who had washed his wool sweater? Some moron no doubt, but who? A exasperated 'tch' breathed out, he briskly walked towards the nearest garbage pile. No choice but to throw it away now ( ... )
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I'd love it if you wrote a sequel! ♥
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Haha one day, one day~ Kanda struggling with laundry is too much fun to ignore XD
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<.<
"S" is for "scars" - D.Grayman, Allen &/x/+ Lavi.
ASSDJLKFJL GO READ CHAPTER 183.
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"... Can you even see through all those bandages?"
Lavi stumbled back as a pillow hit his face, the feathery mass sticking to the bridge of his nose for just a moment before falling into his hands.
"Clearly, my sight isn't affected at all. Thank you for your concern though."
"Hey, no fair Sprout. I wasn't ready." He said, a bit miffed, as he threw the pillow back to its owner. The younger boy caught it just before it hit his forehead. Damn."If the two of you are going to have a pillow fight, please do so without breaking anything ( ... )
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Allen & E for electricity.
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His chest throbbed oddly, an off-rhythm shock shooting through his body. Yet it wasn't so different from his own that it was a new heartbeat; this foreign pulsation was still his own.
Crown Clown...
He couldn't understand all this-- these things. He could swallow the sorrow (of being alone, of having no one but yourself), pain (of losing someone, of being helpless, of being betrayed), and love (for a comrade, for humanity, for those that would hurt him without a moment's hesitance) as he knew that they were not real at all but hope (wishing, praying to God) and utter human mortality (Death waiting outside, the door always ajar, welcome to strangers) caught at his throat; they threatened to choke him, burst his head into a million pieces. ...Why? Why couldn't he accept it all? He was still--
One last light, one rapid spark flashing across his mind's eye: someone smiled and said 'good morning'.
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This piece really captured the subtle, surreal mood I hoped it would have; I think you did a great job with it, and I especially liked that last sentence. I haven't had the time to find fic to read lately, so thanks for the lovely read, even if it was short! ♥
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Asdfjkl;I'm sorry it was so short D= My brain just. Fizzed. And wouldn't let me lengthen it >< If you ever make another request, I promise that it'll be longer XP
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