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askerian ([personal profile] askerian) wrote2005-10-09 11:24 pm
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AUGH. BORED. My flist is dead. Why is my flist dead?

PLZPLZPLZ rec me a long fic, people. NaruSasu preferably, or ItaSasu or Team 7 lurveage also preferably not cliche and not a schoolfic and not a rapefic and -- argh. beggars, choosers and all that.

I'll roll over settle for anything of [livejournal.com profile] maldoror_gw, [livejournal.com profile] chibirisuchan, or [livejournal.com profile] edenfalling. (i'd poke at [livejournal.com profile] sarolynne, [livejournal.com profile] windandwater and [livejournal.com profile] joisbishmyoga for shinobi ficcage too but we all know how likely that is. ;p) Or more polyamory ficcage from [livejournal.com profile] luriko_ysabeth. Or. Well. ANYTHING.

or people writing me ficlety things. Come on, I challenge, you write! reverse meme!! Isn't that a great idea?

...

._.; okay, maybe not. *hides in hole*


... or, um. Just chat with me a bit, or something. ;_; *sniffle*


EDIT: About the ficlets I still owe from the latest "challenge me" meme...

[livejournal.com profile] kira_kirke, if you really want 1x5 you'll have to give me a better prompt than "gardening". I swear I tried to twist it in all possible meanings and situations and NOTHING managed to inspire me. I sorry, agreeing that the look might be sexy, but i can't see either of them actually doing anything like that.

[livejournal.com profile] aquariankiss : uh, same. Sasuke and Naruto are staring at the bunny hat and not doing anything. I had a vague idea, but it died a messy death. *sigh*
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[personal profile] edenfalling 2005-10-10 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm working on "Undertow," swear to god! Just... I kinda-sorta actually had a life this weekend, so it's going slowly. And my brain is still a little fried from Death Note, which means I keep getting randomly distracted by strange thoughts in the middle of paragraphs. *grumble*

But you want to read something, so... here are the two beginnings that don't work, from Sakura's POV. I am now telling the story from Tsukimaru's POV, which both works better and is more fun.

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Sakura stands at the edge of the canal, watching lamplight flicker on the black water. Chill spring winds bite through her loose cotton kimono and she wraps her arms around herself and hunches to keep warm. Wisps of pink hair fly from her carefully wrapped bun and swirl around her face.

Tsukimaru thinks she's running from the drudgery of farm work in the rich floodplains upriver. He thinks her luck and money ran out when she reached Kuronami. He thinks she's dazzled by his wealth and his interest. He thinks she doesn't notice the cruelty and disdain that lurk behind his eyes.

He plays this game with all his prizes -- lures them in with sweet honey and then springs the steel-jawed trap.

Two can play that game.

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Naruto and Sasuke brought the boat up to the dock with a soft thump of wood on wood; Sakura barely felt the jolt over the constant rocking motion of the waves. After she hauled out their meager baggage, the boys hauled the boat around to the corner of the dock and tied it by the front end, letting it swing free with the wind. It seemed an inefficient use of space, but Naruto swore that it kept the harbor area safer than if all the boats were tied to the docks in neat rows.

Sakura listened to the slaps of waves against the pilings, felt the wooden dock boards quiver with each impact, and agreed that he had a point.

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No. That's not working. Start over.

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Sakura stands at the edge of the canal, watching lamplight flicker on the black water. Chill spring winds bite through her loose cotton kimono and she wraps her arms around herself and hunches to keep warm. Wisps of pink hair fly from her carefully wrapped bun and swirl around her face.

The boat glides up to the mooring outside the ramshackle inn, and Tsukimaru stands and offers her his hand in welcome. Sakura shivers -- it's less of an act than she'd like -- and reaches forward with soft, trembling fingers. She had to sand down her hard-earned calluses and soak her hands in herbal lotions for days while Naruto wheedled his way into the confidence of men who knew men who knew Tsukimaru's... procurers.

Tsukimaru pulls her into his lap and smiles. "Kaori. A lovely name." He buries his face in the crook of her neck and draws a deep breath. Sakura clamps down on her instinctive backhand and tentatively rests her fingertips on his sleeve. She turns her head so the torches that line the canal cast light on her profile, and bites her lip, gingerly, a shy girl unsure of her own beauty and unused to the attention of men.

Tsukimaru groans softly. "Take us home," he orders the boatmen. Then he bends and whispers into Sakura's ear: "I want to enjoy you in private."

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"Nuh-uh! No way! Absolutely not!" Naruto folds his arms and glares stubbornly at Sakura.

She flattens her hands on the splintery wood of the table and tries to stare him down. Sasuke shifts in his seat beside her, and she kicks his ankle. "It has to be me," Sakura says again. "Why can't you see that, you moron!"

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The good version might be done by next weekend, depending.
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[personal profile] edenfalling 2005-10-10 07:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Striking. Yeah, that's a good word. I want to see how paranoid I can make him before he finally dies, sort of dancing along the edge of the horror genre.

Fanfiction is here for experimentation, among other things... :-)

Rar

[identity profile] nemi-chan.livejournal.com 2005-10-10 07:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Okay, I got you Lucid Dreams and Spinning (it's there under the replies to Lucid dreams) but no more! Nadah!

Because I tried to write you some more last night and this morning and the seed of evil was planted! It's horrible! It's evil! It's clashing!

It's Gai/Naruto

So unless my sanity decides to come back to me I can't give you another drabble blurb blah. Or if I get inspired

Maybe if I see that real life Saki today...

more saki-fic for you? ¬.¬

[identity profile] supplanter.livejournal.com 2005-10-10 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)

Uhm, you don't know me (I think) but I've been following your lj for a while.  And I had this saki-ficlet kicking around.  Ambiguous, with too many sentences beginning with conjunctions and parentheses, because Sasuke?  Is very confused.  Unless that's just me. :D;;


[divalent]

Sasuke always knows when some girl has caught Naruto's eye (because he is always watching Naruto) because in spite of being two years a ninja the idiot still has no sense of subtlety and likely never will.

To see is to perceive; whatever nuance attracts Naruto's interest he deconstructs and incorporates in Saki-chan, or when he can't, he makes inconsequential in light of Saki's intrinsic charms.  To Sasuke's grudging satisfaction, Naruto never has eyes for anyone but Saki-chan when she is out in force.  (He sees it as a job well done.)

But Naruto still looks when she isn't.  And it is less and less often now that Sasuke can use what he sees; either Saki-chan is approaching Naruto's ideal, or her archetype is holding her back, or Sasuke is.  And when Naruto is forever running off to spar with the other boys in their graduating year and the one above—

Sasuke is entirely aware that as a friend he is sub-par.  But Naruto is his closest friend, and he needs (to warn him) (to disarm him) to let him know.  And so, Saki.  And so the kunai in the heel of Saki's left boot, and the throwing star in her right.  Because (to achieve his one ambition) he puts too much effort into this farce to be snubbed for the soft civilian girls Naruto always drools after.

(Sakura, strangely, was the only of her ilk.)

Saki can't get at her weapons with ease, but they are in the only place they could remain reliably hidden.  With what Naruto does with—anyway, it is a misfortune of (accident) (design).

Re: more saki-fic for you? ¬.¬

[identity profile] supplanter.livejournal.com 2005-10-11 04:00 pm (UTC)(link)

I like the idea of Sasuke taking what naruto looks for and adding it to saki's persona.

Well, I figured Saki wasn't the type of Sasuke liked 'cause he doesn't like girls, and she isn't really the girl he wants to be, since I don't quite buy that he's all that pleased with the situation, even deep inside—it's more like the release that made itself available than the one he would have chosen.  But I'm sure he'd rather be the type of girl that Naruto likes (or that he thinks Naruto likes) than the type of girl some criminal pedophile fancies? ¬.¬;

Doesn't feel quite complete, though

<headdesk> Exam stress drives one (this one, anyway) to do reckless things, like post ficlets that aren't done but just kind of end. :D;;;  I'll see if I can get anything more out of it later, though!

(Anonymous) 2005-10-10 10:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Gift for Asuka Kureru (be gentle, it's the first time i've written anything)

Sasuke often had to wonder how he had ended up in this situation.

It wasn’t that he was unhappy with said situation… far from it in-fact, if he were ever to admit to him self that yes, he did have an emotional range beyond hate, anger, and varying degrees of annoyance.

No he wasn’t unhappy, just dare I say it, a little bit peeved. Why you may ask; well due to the sole fact that every single freaking time (and I do mean every time) they had sex it was like it was predetermined who was the top and who was the bottom.

It wasn’t fair, why wouldn’t Naruto just switch with him for once, he wanted to know what it was like too.

He the great Uchila fricken Sasuke, owner of the sharingan, possessor of the feared glare of doom that made enemy nin and fan girls wet their pants alike (although for vastly different reasons) was being cowed by some one at least half a head shorter than him who also happened to be a complete and utter dobe!

So… okay he was good with his hands, and he most certainly couldn’t complain about the things he could do with his mouth (who knew being around a pervert such a Jiraiya actually had benefits?)

He wipe the trace amount of drool that had gathered at the corner of his lips away and promptly got the train wreck that were thoughts back on track; because an Uchila was always focused on his goals. He decided to himself then and there, no more.

Nobody tells thee Uchila Sasuke what he can and can’t do, he bows to no man's will, no even that of his boyfriend.

He would set up a cleverly crafted ambush, which include scented candles, massage oil, a squeezey bottle of honey (he wasn’t to keen on chocolate syrup) and a myriad of other romantic type shit that Naruto seemed to like. He usually thought was a load of complete crap, but hey he’d make a exception if it got him what he wanted… on second thoughts he better add some ninja wire (extra strength), and a kunai into the mix in case Naruto decided to be especially stubborn.

He paused to grin manically at this point, completely unaware that the focus of his plans was backing away from him slowly seriously creeped out, staring at him in wide-eyed barley concealed terror, despite the fact that neither of them could leave their post on the east section of the outer-wall until the next guards came to change shifts in roughly ten minutes time.

“Erm… ano… Sasuke, are you ok?”

‘SHIT…!’
By the time he could reply a millisecond his face once again schooled into an impassive mask.
“Hn… I’m fine”

“But, but you were …grinning?”

“I was reliving the… how do you usually put it dobe? Oh yes, the ‘ass-whooping’ I gave you in our spar this mourning… you where even worse than usual, and even that’s not saying much”

“TEME!!! I told you tha’ was coz I had some bad milk this morning!”

“Sure it was”

“ Humph, glare… asshole!”
At was at this point that Naruto pointedly started to ignore Sasuke.

How’s that for evasion and misdirection skills, just relieved that no one else had seen him smile (he had enough stalkers thank-you very much).

When Shikamaru and another ninja he didn’t care to remember the name of appeared to exchange places with them a short time later Naruto was back to chatting animatedly at him about inane things, previous transgressions on his behalf all but forgotten.

“Sasuke? Wanna come get some Ramen with me?”

“No, you know I’m not as particularly fond of Ramen as you seem to be”

“But Sa~su~keeee……”

“I shall see you back at the apartment, besides they close soon do they not? It is kind of late in the evening”

“Kuso!!! Your right! See ya' in a bit Sasuke-teme”

As Naruto disappeared from his line of sight Sasuke that this evening was as good a time as any to put his plan into action. Ambling back to their apartment, confident he had plenty of time to set-up his trap as the owners of Ichiraku always stayed open until the blonde glutton had had his fill of the customary eight bowls minimum.

Tonight he would have his way.

Tonight he would be on the one on the bottom.

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Feel free to write more anyone.
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^__^ Kay

(Anonymous) 2005-10-11 09:59 am (UTC)(link)
Glad you like my fic, I just noticed that I've missed some words out in places towards the end, I hope all the 70 recs I posted under the guise of a lurker keep you entertained, and if you want to know my net name it's KayLúe, all the fic's I rec'd you along with summary's came be found on my FF-net account ^_^ here:

http://www.fanfiction.net/u/833639/

I might post that fic I wrote for you there in the future.

[identity profile] rianax.livejournal.com 2005-10-11 03:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Tell what you are interested in and I will give you good fics:

LOTR
Buffy
Angel
Stargate
Star Trek
Star Wars
Marvel: X-Me, Spider-Men
DC: Batman, JLA, Superman
DNAngel
Clamp
Tamora Pierce (found some GOOD ones considering she is a kiddie writer)
Naruto
PoTC
Spirited Away
DBZ (This Glad Day by Lisalu-- you will weep, I promise)

(Anonymous) 2005-10-13 09:41 am (UTC)(link)
"We all fall down" on Dilemmalicous LJ;

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