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leadpencils2011-12-25 01:47 pm
songdancing) wrote in leadpencils2011-12-25 01:47 pm
One Sentence Meme!
Okay, here's the deal. You give me a pairing(s)/character(s), plus prompts, and I write sentences for you!
Merry Christmas/Happy New Year!!!!
I figured I should probably make a link to a list of series that I know, so here's one I prepared earlier. Just add Tiger + Bunny, Hetalia, and Darker Than Black to that, and we're good to go!
I figured I should probably make a link to a list of series that I know, so here's one I prepared earlier. Just add Tiger + Bunny, Hetalia, and Darker Than Black to that, and we're good to go!
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Hitsu + Nanao: Dodging Training, insomnia, late-hatcher issues, tea, swimming, and...paperwork. :3
oooh, thank you!
Dodging Training
He'd never really thought about the abilities of Psychics with regards to levitating objects before, but as Kiyone cackled (he hadn't known that Alakazams were even capable of that kind of noise) and sent another three rocks at him, he swore to never, ever underestimate them again.
Insomnia
He wasn't surprised to see Nanao awake at two am, and she merely smiled at him, Riolu sleeping in her lap and knitting in her hands - ah, so that explained how she'd managed to make enough socks for all of Johto last Christmas.
Late-hatcher Issues
Shinrai the Riolu had never been able to walk, she explained, and the nurses had warned her about the dangers of eggs hatching too late - she never let it happen again, but the fact that it had happened at all still haunted her.
Tea
It was almost as if she had a nose for tea - give her fifteen minutes in a strange city, and Nanao would divulge the location of the nearest teahouse, a skill which Hitsugaya appreciated greatly, especially in winter.
Swimming
In Soul Society, the nearest sea was nearly a month's travel away, and you would be silly to swim in the lakes and rivers in the Rukongai; therefore neither Hitsugaya nor Nanao actually knew how to swim, which resulted in some interesting times in the Breeding Centre's pool as Souji tried to teach how not to drown.
Paperwork
It was a testament to just how hard they had worked back in Seireitei that both of them could recite the precise procedure for requisitioning new forms due to inundation by sake/water/other dubious fluids at the drop of a hat - they found that out when they fed Hitsugaya spiked eggnog at Christmas, and he started reeling off descriptions as he reeled across the floor.
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Murder mystery.
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:D
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AND HEPPY NEW YEAR
YOU WILL NEVER GUESS WHO THIS IS
Envy + Nanao: siblings; seemed like a good idea at the time; past lives
OH I CAN'T GUESS AT ALL
Siblings
Both had once been part of large-ish families, and it was something that she at least longed for again - she never got tired of seeing the happy smile spread across his face when she called him brother.
Seemed like a good idea at the time
After four bottles of wine, one of them got the bright idea of trying on each other's clothes - there were no survivors.
Past Lives
He still had the odd dream of three of her, one that he knew, one far younger and innocent, and one whose eyes (still the same, still his sister's) sent shivers of dread down his spine.
\o/
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Work Ethic
He'd just been a Fifth Seat when he caught her forging Kyouraku's signature - naturally, he was horrified and she then had to spend twenty minutes reassuring him and explaining that if she didn't forge it, the Eighth would simply become a sea of paperwork.
Business
The Tenth was just managing to limp along when he ascended to Captaincy - thanks in part to Matsumoto, who'd managed to do the bare minimum needed - but now, he had to get down to business to defeat the wobbling stacks of paper.
Glasses
The rumours surrounding Ise's glasses were epic in size and number, and they certainly held a certain power against recalcitrant Shinigami; he once asked Ukitake why she wore them, and the older man just chuckled, and said something about times and places - still a mystery, then.
I'LL DO THE OTHER TWO LATER - GOTTA GO.
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Uniform
Black cotton - a sensible colour, it didn't show stains easily, and a wonderfully versatile material, it was tough and gentle all at once, just as a good leader should be.
Serenity
For once, all was quiet; no explosions, yells, or clashing swords echoed through the air - they took these moments and cherished them, for who knows how long they had until Yachiru would crash through the window and demand tribute.
RP account because Silver is lazy. :3
annnd rp account because myki is doubly lazy
As least her bosom wasn't nearly as dangerous as Matsumoto's; then again, very few women could ever measure up to such ridiculous assets.
Frog Spawn
It may not have actually been frog spawn, but they both ran as fast as they could in the opposite direction when Kiyone levitated the quivering mass of tapioca from the bowl.
Shriek
But alas, they couldn't run fast enough, and while Nanao literally climbed a tree, Hitsugaya's shriek shattered every window for five hundred meters, as well as Nanao's glasses.
Hollow
They both thought that they would never have hear the eerie grating howl of a Hollow in Johto, but on nights when the moon was absent, they always kept a weapon close to hand - old ingrained instincts can be hard to handle.
Sake
Getting his leg stuck between two boulders was painful enough, but the sake she practically had to pour down his throat burned like nothing else; it may have been necessary, but he still took a particular vindictive delight in tormenting her when she was next hungover.
Storm
Being inside in a storm was one thing, being on the road in a storm was another - but being in the middle of the most ferocious thunderstorm either of them had ever seen whilst at sea was an experience that neither of them ever wanted to experience ever again.
Snowball
She had sort of expected him to be "over" winter and related activities, but oh, how wrong she was when she was greeted with a snowball to the face one December morning.
Nightmares
She'd been working in the library when he'd come over and dropped an open book on her desk, pointing to a particular entry on a legendary Pokemon named Darkrai; thank god it lived in Sinnoh.
Hina the Arcanine
It took a while for her to figure out exactly who he'd named that bloody Arcanine after, but when she did, she laughed long and loud.... and got singed for it.
wwhyyyyyy do I play only linefacers with minimally happy icons?! ;;
....also. Now I have ideas for events I may or may not bring to the mods attention. Whoops? >3
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and thank you!!!
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FMA; Havoc/Winry: pie, smoking, firsts
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Tables Turned
The beeping of the life-support machine and the hiss of the ventilator were the only noises in the room; she'd been here before, but never as one looking in - if only she'd been faster...
Goodbye
He hugged her just as tight as she held him as the world collapsed into light around them: this was only a good-bye, never a farewell.
Middleman
The first sign that Envy's relationship with France wasn't going well was that her brother practically flounced in one day and threw himself melodramatically onto her poor old couch; she ferried notes between the two of them for 13 days before she threw a box of chocolates at Envy's head and told him to man up.
Winter
He noticed that she got jumpy in winter, starting at the slightest strange sound - almost as though she was being hunted, but he shook it off and tried to forget it (one day he would ask, and one day he would find out, but that day was not yet here, and so he tried to wipe the little girl with the knowing eyes from his mind).
FMA; Havoc/Winry
Pie
He didn't miss the way her eyes glistened when she set the apple pie down on the table, so he pulled her close , threading his fingers into her hair - Gracia's special recipe could wait until the memories had subsided again.
Smoking
It was a secret, and no one could ever find out (most especially Jean, he'd never stop teasing), but sometimes at sunset, when everything was painted into sharp relief, the sight of him sitting in the last rays of the sun, smoke curling silently into the sky - well, he was a very handsome man.
Firsts
Watching the road outside, she hadn't noticed him stand, but when a warm and solid weight settled over her back, and his head settled onto her shoulder did she realise what happened; he grinned at her expression of shock, and kissed her in triumph - all that rehab had been totally worth it.
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also I see something for Envy and Nanao to talk about in Winterno subject
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Meeting up at Carona's house on Phantom Island.
I honestly can't remember if I requested this before ahhthis is late oops
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(Anonymous) 2012-05-10 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)fire, ice, light, shade, together, apart, song, blood, heartbeat
gonna have to do this in batches sorry! 1/??
Dave shuffled a little closer to the cuddle puddle of kids; hey, he wasn't cold or anything, he just wanted to be able to protect them from the clearly deadly fireflies that had drawn close to them - Rose shot one of those looks, and was graciously allowed to exasperatedly ruffle the hair of her ectobrother, before Jade laughed and dragged a surprisingly unresisting Strider down into the group hug.
Light
Tiny little waves lapped at John's feet as he squinted at the horizon through Dave's shades, their owner sulking and complaining about sunburns and peeling and other gross biological things to Rose, who was slowly plotting a way to get everyone into the water with a minimum of casualties.
2/??
LOFAF wasn't quite freeze-your-balls-off cold, but there was still enough snow on the ground for them to make the most awesome forts ever, and let's be honest - three years is a long time to be cooped up on a ship, even one as large as theirs was.
Heartbeat
The meteor was cold and dark and grey; that may have suited the trolls just fine, but to Dave, who'd spent his life surrounded by a riot of colours and textures, it was hell on earth - Rose wasn't actually all that surprised to find him in her bed one morning, sunglasses askew and head pressed to her breast, breathing evenly and deeply in time with her heart.
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Give me one sentence per character 8Dd and their daily host lives. Yes, this is a pigeon host club.
variegated plurk requests
Nanao + Asuma, flowers - She's watched him produce flowers from nowhere so many times now, but she still can't quite figure it out - no matter, as she knows that he'll have a fresh bunch for her tomorrow, and maybe then she'll finally learn how he does it.
Asuma and Nanao - meeting the headmaster (aka feelspunching the prompt)
She had been told the location of the school, and that she should meet with the headmaster if she wished to find answers - he looked so achingly familiar, with a mop of long curly hair; and when he looked at her she realised just what he had done (here, miss, magic requires a sacrifice) and she opened her arms wordlessly: he was still her son in all but blood itself.
Carona and Nanao - discovering bubble gum!!
Carona blinked in shock as the bubble she has been blowing suddenly burst, sticking to her face, and Nanao (whose eyes had crinkled with laughter) patiently dug out a handkerchief and wiped her face clean - "Can I do it again, mommy?"
Nanao + Renji, books - She weaves among the stacks of books with a grace he thinks he'll never possess - she's so like Rukia, so out of his reach, unattainable, almost too damn perfect - and then she stops, pulls out one slim volume, flicks it open and hands it to him: Ise Nanao is considered unsuitable for further officer training, as her level of control over her reserves of spiritual energy is atrocious, and the penny drops and he stares at her, and she just smiles back; if she can do it, then he can too.
Nanao + Shunsui, art - His brushstrokes are ordered, measured - and it makes her instantly suspicious, for Kyouraku Shunsui is famous for
dodging his mandatory paperwork, and yet here he is, sitting there silently, working away; eventually she can stand it no longer, and she crosses the floor - he gives her a sheepish grin, and hands her the piece of paper covered in miniature sketches of her and him, and her
rebukes are perhaps more gentle than they might have been otherwise.
PART TWO
ukitake + nanao; sacrifice
- The bloody stumps of her legs, the look in her eyes, the way her voice cracked when she yelled at him to "Run, run and don't look back, I can hold them-" broke his heart over and over again; he left her to die, and it weighed heavy on his heart.
+ She hadn't expected to wake up, not after that, but the softness of linen against her bare skin stirred her - and to see Ukitake beside her, whole and hale and snoring softly with his head tilted to one side; well.
part three of this is the request post that will not die
uki + nanao; prince and princess - The entire party whispered as they moved through the crowd arm-in-arm - separate, the noble and the vice-captain were pretty enough, but together they broke hearts and took no prisoners, like royalty stepping straight from the pages of history; they wouldn't have it any other way, either.
part 4 and on and on we goooooo
Hitsu + Nanao; Reunion. ...or rather, talking about Johto once they're home.
The rumours start almost immediately when they see prim and proper Ise-fukutaichou enfold Hitsugaya in a hug - which he then returns; Matsumoto passes out in shock and has to be taken to the Fourth, whilst Shunsui simply wonders what happened and why he wasn't invited (Ukitake, personally, is over the moon).
Shunsui + Nanao of duty and life
She exists to serve, this he knows - but he also knows that in Nanao's internal priorities, he comes above all else, even if she will not (cannot) say it to him straight; her love is a beacon that keeps him straight and true, and he is more thankful for that than words could ever say - regrettably, he'd be met with a book to the face if he ever tried to express his gratitude via actions.