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Weiss Drabble: Different

Oct. 15th, 2009 | 11:49 pm
location: lounge
mood: anxious anxious
music: snoring dogs

I miss Weiss.  I really do.  There was such good fic to read when I first got into this fandom a couple of years ago by authors who either don't write at all anymore, or who just don't write Weiss.  Makes me sad.  I've personally never had much of a muse, or at least not one that has much to say.  So here's another 100 word one.
 

Title: Different
Rating: G
Chars: Yohji
Word Count: 100

A/N: I'm hormonal
Disclaimer: My words. Not my characters.

If things had been different....

He thought he'd given up thinking that way.
If things had been different, he would have lived in a happy, two parent home.
He would have gotten good grades, had clothes in his closet, food in the fridge.
He would have seen his mother more than just in passing between her jobs.
He would have never been an errand boy for that gang, never found his first love on one of his runs, never seen her get killed.

He would have never found the love of his life.

He really wished things had been different.


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Can't get enough Yohji/Asuka angst

May. 17th, 2009 | 01:52 pm
location: in the den
mood: lovely, sunny, cool day lovely, sunny, cool day


So this actually started out as a longer scene in my head.  On paper though, it was only 161 words.  I though it'd be more of a challenge to shorten it to 100 words than to lengthen it to 200.

 

The Drabble )

 

The original )
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Drabble: Untitled

Apr. 25th, 2009 | 09:26 pm
location: home, finally
mood: sore sore

Because passing out water at the marathon shouldn't make me hurt this much.  Even considering setup and teardown.....gotta be the fault of the 5 a.m. call time.

Title: Untitled
Rating: PG
Characters: Ken/Yohji
Word Count: 100

Yohji didn't think he had ever been this sore before.  He regularly lifted bodies using nothing but a little string.  He ran from bullets, explosions, and occasionally an angry boyfriend.  He weathered bouts of insanity when Omi made them go through extreme training exercises.  Yohji by no means considered himself out of shape.  So why an afternoon of soccer with Ken and his kids would make him feel like he couldn't possibly make it up another step was beyond him. But the care and attention he got later were worth it. Even if Ken laughed at him the whole time.


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Drabble: Pretty boys

Nov. 29th, 2008 | 07:23 pm
location: home
mood: relaxed relaxed
music: T.I. - Whatever You Like

Title: Pretty boys
Rating: PG
Pairing: Ken/Yohji
Word count: 100

Asuka told him once she didn’t date pretty boys.  “Pretty boys know they’re pretty.  So they don’t ever learn how to be anything else.  They figure it’s enough to be seen with them.”

Yohji was a pretty boy and he knew it.  But he was also egotistical enough to want people to remember him because he was more than just a pretty face.  He didn’t think he was so different than any other man.

Til Ken.  Ken was a pretty boy, an athlete, someone who expected to be given to instead of giving.

So, Yohji doesn’t date pretty boys, either.

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Ficlet: Weiss - WWOMB challenge response

Nov. 8th, 2008 | 12:57 am
mood: chill
music: Every Word - Sade

This is for a challenge from WWOMB - it's Weiss.  No warnings other than it was written in 12 minutes, hardly spell checked, and I was slightly tipsy.

Here's the prompt:

write a story that uses as a theme, or as a phrase in the story...

"Keep it simple"

You can choose what the character wants to keep simple, but it should be something they are nervous about.

kiss me here )

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New drabble

May. 24th, 2008 | 09:17 am
location: HOME - ALONE! YES!!!!!
mood: ecstatic ecstatic

I'm trying to write this Naruto story.  Cool idea, but I'm daunted by the apparent length.  I've never written a multi-chapter anything, but the more I think about it, the more I want to do with it.  Well, anxiety will cause me to shut down quicker than anything, so in the effort to jump start my muse (and from browsing hopeforlorn.net - I'm so glad it's still around), I came up with this.  Just a silly little something.  And the houseguest is gone, which helps with the alleviation of anxiety.   ;-)

Title: Kudoh's hair
Rating: G
Characters: Aya, Yohji
Length: 100
Author: luvsjazz

You could always tell Yohji's mood by his hair. The more depressed he got, the more he did with it. When times were good, Yohji's hair was natural; dark, softly wavy, tousled, touchable. He looked like the sex god he claimed to be. When things were bad, his hair was different; short, long, straight, spiky, jet black, chestnut brown, honey blonde, daffodil yellow. Aya had seen him cycle through them all. As Aya's hair got longer, Yohji's got shorter. Opposite paths, opposite endings. Aya wished he could hide the scissors, but he knew Yohji would just find them somewhere else.

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Weiss Kink entry

May. 15th, 2008 | 05:21 am
location: bed, wondering *why* I'm awake
mood: awake
music: the birds, but no retarded rooster. It's the morning afterall.....

I was going back through the Weiss king meme, and I had forgotten that I wrote something for that.  so in the effort to keep everything I've written in one place:

It's maybe R, cause there's talk of sex, but no graphic description.  This was the prompt
Schuldig/Yohji/Crawford -- first time botom on Crawford's part, sensitivity, threesome, bondage :D

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He thought the stupidest thing he had ever done was to accept Kritiker's help. He surpassed his highest expectations of his own questionable sense when he started sleeping with his telepathic enemy. But, looking at Brad Crawford's bound form on the bedroom floor, Yohji didn't think he'd ever be able to top his stupidity this time.

He'd heard all of the reassurances from Schuldig. I can shield his talent, Yohji. I've been practicing Yohji. He's a precog, Yohji, if he really, really didn't want it, don't you think we'd be dead already?

Schuldig was crouching over Crawford, murmuring meaningless words, telling him that just for tonight, everything would be put aside in the pursuit of pleasure and leisure. Crawford's gaze never strayed from Yohji's face. They were unreadable, and doubt might have made Yohji turn tail except that he figured he'd never make it to the next town.

The next thing he knew, Crawford was on the bed, naked, gagged and arms spread eagled, naked, and still just staring. Yohji watched as Schuldig worked his way from his boss' right pinky toe up to his groin. He saw Crawford's nostrils flare and his chest expand as he took a sharp breath while Schuldig was slowly sucking, licking, sucking and licking. Crawford was still staring.....

Yohji was kissing Crawford, and getting kissed with heat and fire and passion, and oh my god, he just moaned. Yohji's hands were caressing the underside of the arms spread above him, featherlight touches that trailed down his chest, across his collarbone, back up into his hair. Schuldig was busy using fingers and tongue to make Crawford slowly come undone. Deconstructed and discombobulated, Yohji thought and began to make that his personal goal for the night.

When Yohji slid into Crawford, he thought that this was the smartest thing he had ever done. Crawford's head was thrown back, eyes closed, and legs wrapped around Yohji's waist, throat working to produce thick, lush sounds that would never quite leave his ears. Yohji dropped his head to glide his lips across Crawford's jaw and rest his head against the pillow next to Crawford's ear. It was over when he felt his name whispered against his hair.

Yohji was laying with Crawford snug against his chest and curled around Schuldig. He figured he'd stop wondering about the stupidest things he'd ever done before he ended up in bed with Farfarello next. He was ok being right where he was.
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Memories...........

Aug. 18th, 2007 | 07:30 pm
location: floor
mood: sleepy sleepy
music: crickets

Title: Memories.........
Challenge: Ambush
Characters: Yohji, Aya, Tsuji (sp?)
Rating/Type:  PG-13
Team: Schreint - Cause I don't think they got any luv last week, and this story is about at least one bad, evil chick.
Word Count: 100.
Author's Notes: I'm supposed to be sleeping before getting on the road, but I saw this in my head and thought, sure, I'll write it......hope it's not too sucky.  If so, well, I am supposed to be sleeping......;)

"Shit." 

A low curse. 

Aya ran through scenarios, then just ran, shoving the teachers desk out the door in front of him.

He heard the thunk of metal hitting the academy hallway.  The blast knocked him through the  stairway door and bounced him off the wall.

"Aya." 

A choked sob. 

"Aya.  All I wanted was to forget.  All I wanted was for you to let me go.  Forgive me......."

A sharp crack. 

Sudden stillness.

A voice.

"You've done well."

A feminine hand removing the gun.

"But I think that you should live with your memories after all."

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drabble - dream

Aug. 2nd, 2007 | 09:08 pm
mood: chill

I was awakened last night by screaming.  Was I wrong for not waking the screamer?  I was scared.  I'm a wuss.  This is the result.

Title: Dream a little dream of me

Challenge: #144 - Getting Married

Characters: Yohji/Asuka/Maki/Neu/Aya

Rating: PG

Team: Weiss

Word Count: 100

Notes: I hope this qualifies for the challenge. There's not much description of a wedding or wedding gear, but hey, it's only 100 words!

Yohji felt like he was going to shatter. He didn't think he had ever smiled this much, this long. Asuka was beautiful in silk, lace and chiffon. Radiant, crying, bleeding.......? Blood spread, flowed from her mouth. She fell forward into him.

"Yohji......" she whispered and looked with Maki's face. He stared in confusion.

"Yohji......" she whispered with Michelle's voice. He began to shake.

"Yohji....." Neu rasped. The world turned black over him, under him, around him, no light, no escape, no breath......

"Yohji......" Aya whispered, held him until Yohji felt like he was going to shatter.

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Drabble: 2 more ....

Jul. 12th, 2007 | 12:28 am
mood: weird weird

Cause I'm not smart enough to just add my posts on other comms to my MEMORIES.......duh.

There must be something about looking to the right, huh.  Maybe next week we can look to the left, and do the hustle......sorry.  Here goes.

Title: There's got to be a morning after
Challenge: "He looked to his right and saw..."
Rating: PG-13 , um, just cause

Characters/Pairings: Yohji/Asuka
Team: Schwarz
Word Count: 100

A/N: I struggled with this one. Not sure I like it........but here it is anyway.  Cut text from lyrics from "The Morning After".

Title: Lessons learned
Challenge:
"He looked to his right and saw..."

Rating: PG-13 , um, just cause again. Oh, maybe b/c of promotion of drinking to further the causes of sex....
Characters/Pairings: Yohji/Aya
Team: Schwarz
Word Count: 100

A/N: Liked this one slightly better.....but still kinda off to me.  Probably cause I'm in an 'off' mood......but here it is anyway.  Cut text taken from lyric to Lawrence Tracy Lessons Learned.

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Drabble: headache

Jul. 10th, 2007 | 11:23 pm
location: still on the front room floor
mood: drained drained
music: going to find a grunge CD, cause loud bass makes the head hurt less....really

I posted this to wk_100, then I realized that I'm 7 words short, since the first line wasn't supposed to count.  Oh well, fuck it.  I've got a headache.  I'm going to commune with my ipod and my pillow.


Title: Headache
Challenge:
"He looked to his right and saw..."


Rating: PG-13 , for a little more naughty language
Characters/Pairings: None
Team: Schwarz
Word Count: 100


A/N: I used the flower meanings from http://www.victorianbazaar.com/meanings.html – gentian(closed) – sweet dreams (fringed) – intrinsic worth; rhododendron – danger, beware, geranium – stupidity, folly.
And this piece came about solely because I have a headache.


 





 

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Choices, Choices

Jul. 10th, 2007 | 10:47 pm
location: front room floor
mood: it's been that kinda day it's been that kinda day
music: Law & Order on TV

Title: Choices, Choices
Challenge:
"He looked to his right and saw..."
Rating: PG-13 , for a teeny bit of naughty language

Characters/Pairings: None
Team: Schwarz
Word Count: 100

A/N: Open office counted “mini-vision” as 2 words, the online word counter pegged it as 1. So to be safe, I just removed the hyphen.

He looked to his right and saw another mini vision. If he shot this particular guard, then they would avoid Weiss altogether, passing them by while getting out at the emergency exit. If he didn't shoot the guard, he would be dispatched by Weiss, they'd add 3 minutes to their time to exit the building, Farfarello would be manic because of being forced to cut his play time short, Schuldig would be pissy drunk within 3 hours, angry at having to cut his playtime short, and Nagi.....well, it was just so hard to fuck with Nagi.

Crawford lowered his gun, checked his watch, smirked and waited.

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Because I don't know how to link to my journal in posts

Jun. 15th, 2007 | 12:21 am
location: couch
mood: accomplished
music: the tonight show, telephone conversation, air conditioner, dogs snoring

Title: Snubbed Scientist Releases Ire on City!!!
Team: Weiss
Words: 100
Challenge: Tabloid
Characters: Masafumi, Hirofumi, Hell, nasty beastie
I posted this to wk_100. I'm putting it here as a copy b/c I don't know how to link
a journal post to another journal post. One day I'll learn, but until then, I'm
keeping a copy of everything here too just in case.

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Snubbed Scientist Releases Ire on City!!!

Masafumi never received correspondence from Hirofumi.
But when he opened the letter from his brother, he concluded he might
just be spending too much time over his test tubes, and not enough time
monitoring the activities of his lab assistants.

"Sources state that in protest of her exclusion from Time's Sexiest
Scientist list, the elusive intellectual, known only as 'Hell' released
a strange beast on the unsuspecting population of Tokyo today.
There was minor damage, two heart attacks, and one possible pregnancy
before the beast was brought down by police."

Masafumi had wondered where that last experiment had gotten to.........

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Well, finally

Apr. 12th, 2007 | 09:49 pm
location: kitchen table
mood: restless restless
music: the hum of my fridge

So I've had this journal for a while.  Didn't have any idea of what to do with it, and still don't, but I guess every so often, I'll post some stuff I've written on here.  Eventually, maybe I'll learn more about how to use the features here - maybe get some more icons, maybe find some jazz/art related stuff.  Ah well.  Hope that's enough of an intro, cause that's all I'm writing.  Maybe in the future if anyone's interested in anything more in depth, well, we'll see.

Anyway, this is a Weiss Kruez drabble I wrote.  It's my first anything - first LJ post, first fanfiction, first drabble.  Guess we'll see how this goes.  I don't expect to turn from a lurker to an author anytime soon, or to update much or frequently, but I'll update when I can, and review others as much as I can.

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Yohji on Aya
He wondered how long he was going to let himself be hurt. How many times he would open himself up to pain from not being good enough. Good enough to bed, good enough to watch your back, but not to share a conversation, a smoke, or even a smile. How many more times would be break himself to make you whole.
 
Anytime. Every time. For all time. Because you may not like it, may not return it, may hate him for it, but there it was.
 
He took a deep breath, reached for your door, and prepared to love you.

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