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effervescible) wrote2007-07-31 09:33 pm
effervescible) wrote2007-07-31 09:33 pm
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When you see this, post a little weensy excerpt from as many random works-in-progress as you can find lying around. Who knows? Maybe inspiration will burst forth and do something, um, inspiration-y.
Setting Sun, Rising Moon - Technically unfinished even though I've begun posting it, because there are bits left to be beta'd and rewritten.
“How bad’s it hurting her?”
“Bad enough, but we’ve given her something for the pain,” she said. “It has…relaxed her.”
He didn’t get how Rukia could be all that relaxed when her friggin’ bone was sticking out her leg, but he didn’t bother to ask further questions. He crossed the room in quick strides and knelt besides Rukia’s pallet. “Rukia. I’m here.”
He quickly got his answer on the relaxation thing. “ICHIGO!” Rukia grinned. “You’re here! That’s so great!”
He gaped, taking in her wide smile, the glassy eyes. “What did you give her?”
Untitled, unfinished "what Ukitake was up to while Rukia was missing" fic
Jushiro Ukitake knows he is being a sentimental old man, but he can’t help smiling in the afternoon light, which feels somehow warmer and brighter than it should. There’s a lightness to his step and he feels healthy, despite the lingering coughs that plague him. It’s a nice day for his midday stroll around Seireitei before returning to his division offices.
One of his own is coming home.
He passes by the 6th on his way, and for a moment he entertains the notion of stopping in to see Byakuya to remind him of his sister’s impending return from her assignment in the living world. He decides to pass by, though; he has never known Byakuya to fail in matters of etiquette or duties, and greeting Rukia when she arrives home is certainly part of his duty as a brother and the head of the house, though it may be too much to expect him to welcome her. For that and the fact that Byakuya’s implacable, stoic demeanor would dampen Ukitake’s own happy mood, he passes by and keeps walking until he arrives at the 13th to find Sentaro and Kiyone in party hats.
Untitled (I suck at titles) futurefic known to all and sundry as "elopefic"
“My brother is a fool!” Rukia snapped.
Ichigo looked up from his paperwork. “And you’re just now realizing this because…?”
She scowled and stalked over to his desk. “Don’t be flippant.”
“I’m not. I seriously want to know.” He tried to hide his grin, but he knew he wasn’t doing a very good job. Rukia was adorable when she was peeved, though he’d never admit it out loud. He was on the receiving end of her wrath enough as it was.
Though wrath had its good points. The last time she’d stopped in his office looking this irritated, they’d ended up horizontal on his desk a short time later. Not that it would be a good idea today—it would disturb the many piles of paperwork strewn across his desk.
Ichigo decided he had been a captain too long and turned his attention back to his significant other. (Significant annoyance it seemed like some days.) “Okay, tell me why he’s a fool now.”
“Because,” Rukia said, “He thinks I should get married.”
Also untitled (DO WE SENSE A THEME?) upcoming contest entry for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
ichi_ruki 2007 fanworks contest
It wasn’t until lunch that he got to unleash his temper. Keigo and Mizuiro sat in the corner of the roof. Keigo looked grumpy and excited at the same time. Mizuiro was calm, but then, he probably wasn’t the one who had to worry about an impending beatdown.
“All right,” Ichigo growled as he dropped down beside them. “Now that we’re out of class, TALK, Keigo.”
For a moment, Keigo looked like he would wet his pants, but then he rallied. “Oh, like you should be yelling at me,” he said. “You’re the one who’s been tasting the glorious bounty of the beautiful and mysterious transfer student—and you didn’t tell me what it was like!”
“WHY THE HELL WOULD I—“ Mizuiro coughed and Ichigo realized he was attracting attention again from the other students scattered about the roof. “Why the hell would I be tasting her bounty?!” Ichigo hissed.
Note to self: write some Avatar fic. Other note to self: grow some Avatar bunnies.
Setting Sun, Rising Moon - Technically unfinished even though I've begun posting it, because there are bits left to be beta'd and rewritten.
“How bad’s it hurting her?”
“Bad enough, but we’ve given her something for the pain,” she said. “It has…relaxed her.”
He didn’t get how Rukia could be all that relaxed when her friggin’ bone was sticking out her leg, but he didn’t bother to ask further questions. He crossed the room in quick strides and knelt besides Rukia’s pallet. “Rukia. I’m here.”
He quickly got his answer on the relaxation thing. “ICHIGO!” Rukia grinned. “You’re here! That’s so great!”
He gaped, taking in her wide smile, the glassy eyes. “What did you give her?”
Untitled, unfinished "what Ukitake was up to while Rukia was missing" fic
Jushiro Ukitake knows he is being a sentimental old man, but he can’t help smiling in the afternoon light, which feels somehow warmer and brighter than it should. There’s a lightness to his step and he feels healthy, despite the lingering coughs that plague him. It’s a nice day for his midday stroll around Seireitei before returning to his division offices.
One of his own is coming home.
He passes by the 6th on his way, and for a moment he entertains the notion of stopping in to see Byakuya to remind him of his sister’s impending return from her assignment in the living world. He decides to pass by, though; he has never known Byakuya to fail in matters of etiquette or duties, and greeting Rukia when she arrives home is certainly part of his duty as a brother and the head of the house, though it may be too much to expect him to welcome her. For that and the fact that Byakuya’s implacable, stoic demeanor would dampen Ukitake’s own happy mood, he passes by and keeps walking until he arrives at the 13th to find Sentaro and Kiyone in party hats.
Untitled (I suck at titles) futurefic known to all and sundry as "elopefic"
“My brother is a fool!” Rukia snapped.
Ichigo looked up from his paperwork. “And you’re just now realizing this because…?”
She scowled and stalked over to his desk. “Don’t be flippant.”
“I’m not. I seriously want to know.” He tried to hide his grin, but he knew he wasn’t doing a very good job. Rukia was adorable when she was peeved, though he’d never admit it out loud. He was on the receiving end of her wrath enough as it was.
Though wrath had its good points. The last time she’d stopped in his office looking this irritated, they’d ended up horizontal on his desk a short time later. Not that it would be a good idea today—it would disturb the many piles of paperwork strewn across his desk.
Ichigo decided he had been a captain too long and turned his attention back to his significant other. (Significant annoyance it seemed like some days.) “Okay, tell me why he’s a fool now.”
“Because,” Rukia said, “He thinks I should get married.”
Also untitled (DO WE SENSE A THEME?) upcoming contest entry for
ichi_ruki 2007 fanworks contestIt wasn’t until lunch that he got to unleash his temper. Keigo and Mizuiro sat in the corner of the roof. Keigo looked grumpy and excited at the same time. Mizuiro was calm, but then, he probably wasn’t the one who had to worry about an impending beatdown.
“All right,” Ichigo growled as he dropped down beside them. “Now that we’re out of class, TALK, Keigo.”
For a moment, Keigo looked like he would wet his pants, but then he rallied. “Oh, like you should be yelling at me,” he said. “You’re the one who’s been tasting the glorious bounty of the beautiful and mysterious transfer student—and you didn’t tell me what it was like!”
“WHY THE HELL WOULD I—“ Mizuiro coughed and Ichigo realized he was attracting attention again from the other students scattered about the roof. “Why the hell would I be tasting her bounty?!” Ichigo hissed.
Note to self: write some Avatar fic. Other note to self: grow some Avatar bunnies.
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IAWTC
And dude, you are so not stuck on those. You're writing!
Please to be kicking my ass and making me do the same.What kinda Avatar Bunnies do you want? *wink*
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Hmm, Zuko, Iroh, Sokka and Suki, Toph...
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And by that I mean, start a bunch of fic I can't freakin' finish. Because that how I roll, baby.
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Dude, I will keep from harassing you for
evera really long time if you send me bits you have from the Snape AU and/or the Isshin backstory.