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Of boars and peonies
[Okay, so Iruka's song is terrible. It's because I just can't imagine him being a good poet. Besides, a little humiliation never hurt no one...]
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Challenging all! *Obfirmo in tempus/locked in time*
Obfirmo in tempus/Locked in time
A Godric Gryffindor - Salazar Slytherin challenge for all!
We are pleased to announce a challenge for these upcoming months, hosted by the
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ktēma es aei
:ALIF:
There were lights everywhere, small and vibrant, yet soft, like a strange snowy dream. There was a breeze, and along came with it a smell he would never forget, just like he’d never forget him. Him. He watched the tall, broad monster, magnificent in the garden of corpses, where bloody roses grew, like orbs of the deepest ( Read more... ) -
Of the emotions of a tenth century jarl
Of the emotions of a tenth century jarlThere is something about Salah’Zar Slytherin that captures him, makes him want to pull close even though he is trying his hardest to be as far away as possible ( Read more... ) -
[FIC] As luck would have it
Author notes: The following discrimination is, unfortunately, a real part of our lives here (and a real social problem), and hence, I felt it needed to be written. This of course does not mean it is right, should be followed, etc., etc... (if it even occurs to you to judge someone by the color of their skin or ethnic origin, then you can consider ( Read more... ) -
A little late New Years...
So... contrary to my earlier beliefs, life does go on, even if a year or so ago you thought you should throw yourself out the window, because you can't live like this. More then a year has passed, and now I'm thinking how abnormal would it be to have things different from the way they are now. It's really a relief, to be like this again ( Read more... ) -
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Tuesday, very late evening.
Kakashi shut his stove off the moment his stomach began growling again. Gods, was he hungry - his body was probably trying to compensate, but the jounin wasn’t complaining, let us not be misunderstood - it gave him a wonderful reason to cook one of the heaviest foods he came across so far: some very odd cooking going ( Read more... ) -
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Tuesday, early afternoon.
“And don’t forget, my Rival, do not be ashamed, be proud to be yourself!! Now, farewell!”
“Uh, yeah, bye…” Kakashi muttered to the doorframe, still greatly embarrassed from what had actually occurred… Gai’s deep voice echoed down the hall.
“…Be true to your own self!!”
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Tuesday, late morning.
Kakashi swore that whoever it was knocking at his door was going to die. Going to die in such a horrible way… because the jounin had dreamed, and in that dream remembered the morning after the night before, with all it’s carelessly swung clothes and a warm, warm leg.
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Monday, lunchtime.
The jounin munched on another mouthful of potatoes, incredibly confused. Why… just what exactly did he feel towards Iruka? He stuffed one more forkful into his mouth, frustrated. And while on the subject, what did Iruka feel towards him? Kakashi never thought that there would be a day when feelings proved to be the most important ( Read more... )