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Xmas Drabbles Time!

It's that time of year again!  Given that I'm pretty hopeless when it comes to Christmas cards and birthday presents and sentimental gestures in general, this is where I try to make up for a whole year of selfishness by doing one nice thing for the flist.  Since it was a pretty good success last year, once again I'm offering the gift of fanfic. 

Throw me your prompts! It can be something you wished had happened in a previous fic, can be gen, pairing, au, whatever floats your boat.  Just specify the fandom, the characters or pairing (if any) and some kind of prompt.  You guys know how it works.  :)

I will however ask that you at least limit it to these fandoms:

Bleach
Bokurano
Eyeshield21
Final Fantasy I-X, plus Crisis Core, ACC and Dissidia
Gintama
Hikaru no Go
Katekyo Hitman Reborn
Kuroshitsuji
The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya
Natsume Yuujinchou
Oofuri (Big Windup)
Persona (3 or 4)
Prince of Tennis
Sailor Moon
Seiken Densetsu series
Weiss Kreuz
The World Ends With You
xXxholic

I make no guarantees about either length or quality. :)  

Merry Christmas!

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ixtey
Dec. 19th, 2009 05:44 am (UTC)
Joshua/Neku, chicken factory AU? XD
sinnatious
Dec. 19th, 2009 05:51 am (UTC)
wtf, seriously? o__O
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monarchist
Dec. 19th, 2009 06:26 am (UTC)
Prince of Tennis; Tezuka/Ryoma; Greek gods AU
sinnatious
Dec. 19th, 2009 06:40 am (UTC)
Well, that's an incredibly easy fill XD: http://sinnatious.livejournal.com/48288.html#cutid4

Did you want to ask for something else?
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firedraygon97
Dec. 19th, 2009 07:00 am (UTC)
*gasp* Gift-fic! Oh boy. XD

How about...

FFVII, Gen/Cloud, jealousy? :D
sinnatious
Dec. 19th, 2009 07:11 am (UTC)
Sure! :D Time-travel-verse, AU...?
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sinnatious
Dec. 20th, 2009 02:07 pm (UTC)
To be honest, I wasn’t really sure what you had in mind for this, so just kind of scribbled down whatever? ^_^;;

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“HIIEEEEE, REBORN, WHAT’S THAT DOING HERE?” Tsuna screeched, pointing at the floor as one might if they’d just discovered a venomous spider the size of a basketball sleeping there. A venomous spider the size of a basketball, wielding chainsaws.

“No-good Tsuna. What kind of Mafiosi would you be without a gun?”

“But-but-but… guns are illegal in Japan!” Super illegal. Tsuna didn’t know anyone who had one! Expect for Reborn, of course. And Lambo, if you counted bazookas. Tsuna definitely counted bazookas.

A crash. Thudding down the hall. A bang as the door burst open. “TENTH! I heard screaming! Is everything okay?”

“Ack! Gokudera!” He frantically dragged on a shirt, and hopped into his pants. “Knock first!”

“You don’t need to be so modest, Tenth! Here, let me help you with your buttons-”

“It’s fine, Gokudera!” Tsuna slapped his hands away. What was he doing here so early in the morning?

“Don’t forget to put on your gun harness, Tsuna.”

“The Tenth got a gun?” Gokudera brightened. And by brightened, Tsuna meant his wide grin was now accompanied by eyes that practically sparkled.

“I did not get a gun!” Tsuna hastily corrected. “Reborn, get rid of it!”

“You’ll need to get used to it sooner or later, Tsuna.”

Gokudera, meanwhile, had finally noticed the gun resting on the floor. “OHMYGOD TENTH! IT’S SO BIG.”

“I know, Gokudera.”

“As expected of the Tenth!”

“That’s the problem!” Tsuna said desperately. “It’s too big!” Reborn had dumped a semi-automatic weapon nearly half as long as he was tall. “I can’t take that to school! I’ll be arrested as soon as I leave the house!”

“You can hide it under your clothes,” Reborn said.

Impossible. Completely impossible! “Can I ever carry it?!” It probably weighed more than he did!

“Don’t worry, Tenth! I’ll carry it for you!” Gokudera chipped in.

“I think that kind of defeats the point, Gokudera.” He wrung his hands. “Why do I even need a gun, Reborn?”

“Stupid Tsuna. The same as any other Mafiosi. For protection, or course!”

“Why do I need more protection?” he despaired. “Aren’t my Guardians already enough?” Too much, even?

Reborn turned to look at Gokudera. “I don’t know, Tsuna…”

Gokudera leapt to please. “Don’t worry Reborn! I’ll be all the defence the Tenth needs!”

“Even when he’s asleep?”

“I don’t need to sleep! I can guard the Tenth always!”

“Even when he’s showering?”

Gokudera blushed, but stammered, “O-of course! I already stand guard!” Tsuna didn’t need to know that.

“Even when’s he’s going to the toilet?”

“HIEEEEE, Reborn, wait!” Tsuna cut in. “That’s… not really necessary! Don’t you just… have… um… something smaller?”

Half an hour later, Tsuna left the house with a much more reasonable concealed pistol and realised how absurd his life had become. He’d just agreed to carry an illegal firearm, to get out of carrying a much larger illegal firearm.

Gokudera looked strangely disappointed, though no doubt relieved that he could still sleep at night.
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sinnatious
Dec. 19th, 2009 08:00 am (UTC)
On behalf of silverymare
P-chan left a prompt before she headed off to Canada: Superman!Tezuka. (And Lois Lane Ryoma!) Okay, the Lois Lane part was actually mine. :P
sinnatious
Dec. 19th, 2009 08:01 am (UTC)
Re: On behalf of silverymare
The glasses were all that protected his identity. And Echizen kept trying to steal them.

It shouldn’t have been so difficult to avoid those grasping hands, either. He had super-speed, super-vision, super-hearing and super-reflexes, after all. But apparently he didn’t take into account Echizen’s uncanny ability to regularly stun him into a stumbling, awkward, ordinary human with just a mischievous glance.

Luckily, he had the height advantage. “Not here.” He tried to sound stern, but Echizen rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.

“It’s just an interview with the monkey-king. I don’t even know why you insisted on coming.”

He came because Atobe had noticed. Had noticed that every time Echizen got himself into trouble – and Echizen got himself into trouble a lot – Superman would fly to the rescue. And Atobe had become obsessed with finding some way to defeat Superman.

To Echizen, he said, “To make sure you behave yourself.”

Before the expected retort to that could arrive, the door opened, and Oshitari waved them in. “He’ll see you now.”

They left the carpeted hallway, and entered the office. It was larger than most people’s entire apartments, and opened on to a luxurious balcony, still under construction. The interior, however, was already completed and furnished. Behind a dark teakwood desk, Atobe sat in a high-backed leather chair, fiddling with a gold-plated fountain pen.

“Echizen,” he greeted cordially. “…And Tezuka as well.” His tone grew cold. “Fascinating piece you wrote last week on Atobe Corp’s new mining ventures.”

“Environmentalism is popular at the moment,” he replied nonchalantly. If the extra scrutiny prevented Atobe’s goons from intimidating the populace of the nearby town, well, that was just a bonus.

Echizen smirked. “You’re the king of a tower of monkeys. If you’re going get offended over every piece that turns up in the paper, you won’t have time to do anything else.”

Atobe tensed, but the smile on his face remained pleasant. “You’re right, of course.”

Tezuka cut in. “Why did you request this interview?” What Tezuka really wanted to ask, was why he requested Echizen, especially if he was going to get annoyed over Tezuka’s much milder editorials. The only thing Echizen enjoyed writing stories on more than Superman was stories about Atobe Corp’s latest public relations blunders.

“After the recent string of… unfortunate mistakes the company has made, I thought you might enjoy the opportunity to write about a positive achievement.”

“Which is why you’ve invited us here, I suppose,” Echizen remarked, sounding bored.

“That’s right. What do you think of our new building project? It’s going to be the tallest skyscraper in Metropolis,” Atobe informed them haughtily.

Echizen made a small sound in his throat, and muttered, “The one in Dubai is going to be bigger.”

Atobe tensed again, but continued on as normal. Unusual. Normally he’d be calling Echizen a cheeky brat by now. “This will be Atobe Corps new headquarters. The lower levels will also contain a shopping mall, a hotel, and a wide variety of recreational facilities.”

“And when’s it going to be finished?” Echizen asked dutifully.

“In the not too distant future. We’re aiming for an opening early in the new year.”

“Right.”

“It’s also so large, the building is going to be assigned it’s own postcode,” Atobe added smugly.

“Over-compensation issues,” Echizen mumbled, just loud enough to be heard but quiet enough to deny it.

Tezuka fought back a smile, and then froze.

In the distance, he could hear a cry for help.
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sillk
Dec. 19th, 2009 08:04 am (UTC)
Uumm....do you know the movie '50 First Dates' (with Adam Sandler and Drew Barrymore)?
A Henry!Tezuka and a Lucy!Ryoma would be charming. ♥
You can choose if you want to set it in canon or AU.

Thanks! *hugs*
sinnatious
Dec. 21st, 2009 09:25 am (UTC)
Tezuka waited patiently in the kitchen, drinking coffee, reading the daily paper, and waiting for Ryoma to gather himself enough to come out. He’d been careless this morning – Ryoma had woken up first.

Those mornings were always awkward. It made him feel seventeen all over again.

Once he’d extricated himself safely from the bedroom and left Ryoma with a photo album and a Himalayan-cross kitten – one of Karupin’s offspring – cradled in his arms, he could safely predict what would happen next. Ryoma would sit in the room, mulling things over quietly for the next hour, petting a kitten until he felt brave enough to venture outside.

It would have been a lot more difficult if Ryoma were the hysterical type. Tezuka remained thankful for small mercies.

The door creaked open. Ryoma had changed into his day clothes. Not a pyjama day. A good sign. “Hey.” He stared openly.

Tezuka met his gaze evenly, and let him catalogue the differences, then offered, “Would you like breakfast?”

Ryoma shuffled over to the table. “Yeah.”

Tezuka served him a Japanese-style breakfast, and settled down across from him. He didn’t bother picking up the paper again.

Ryoma only got a few bites in before he put his chopsticks down. “I guess I’ve already asked you why you put up with this.”

Tezuka nodded. “There’s no shame in asking again if you feel like you need to hear the answer.” He would answer that question every day for the rest of his life if he had to.

A fierce shake of the head. “No… it’s just…” He stared at the tabletop, then blurted, “What about my parents?”

“They’re well. They live nearby, if you want to visit them.”

Ryoma frowned. “When did I last visit them?”

“Two days ago.”

“Oh. I guess I’d rather not, then.” He looked down at the kitten mewling and rubbing against his ankles. “Who decided on naming her Pocari?”

“That was you. Although you originally wanted to call her Ponta.”

Ryoma stared, then smirked. “But Pocari was okay by you?”

“…I didn’t particularly want get confused whether you were asking after a drink or a cat.”

Ryoma’s smirk grew, then disappeared again as he glanced down at his plate. He took a few more bites. Tezuka waited for the next question, which came every day without fail.

“…What about tennis?”

“You still play.”

“Not professionally, though.” Bitterness.

“No,” Tezuka agreed. “Mostly just against your father and I. Sometimes a one-day tournament. It’s a difficult to commit to anything longer term.”

“What about today? Can we play?” He sounded desperate. He always sounded desperate.

Tezuka didn't answer immediately. Tennis-playing days were the worst days. Ryoma’s body would remember where his mind forgot, but as the months and years wore on, the difference still grew too great. Tennis was as much a mental game as it was a physical one, and Tezuka had seen every play Ryoma possessed fifty times over – even the ones he invented on the spur of the moment. As the game progressed, he could see that realisation taking hold, could see the swelling bitterness as Ryoma wondered how many times they’d done this before, and whether there was even any point to trying to think of anything new, and how bored Tezuka must have become playing the same tennis match a thousand times.

Tezuka never threw the match, though. He’d done it once, out of kindness, and the look of betrayal on Ryoma’s face had hurt more than a thousand normal matches.

“The weather report says it’s going to rain today,” Tezuka informed him. “I thought we’d go to the movies instead. There are some new ones out I think you’d enjoy.”

The idea interested Ryoma – it always did. If he were less conscientious, it would be easy for Tezuka to park him in a room and let him marathon all the new movies he knew to be favourites every day. To Ryoma, he would always be watching them for the first time.

Ryoma licked his lips. “But… tennis…”

“Tomorrow,” Tezuka promised. “We’ll play tomorrow.”

It would be easy to lie. Come the next morning, Ryoma wouldn’t remember his promise. But they’d play anyway. Tezuka would never allow himself the easy way out.
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Dec. 19th, 2009 09:19 am (UTC)
Ou. Without internet for a day, and return to this! How awesome is that?

...mmm, so many options, but ultimately there's only one thing I want. I think you can guess what.

The Fifth Act Gen/Cloud. (Give it to meeeeee!)
sinnatious
Dec. 22nd, 2009 03:27 pm (UTC)

Cloud was almost certain he was being stalked.

He’d expected some degree of surveillance, coming into ShinRa as he did. Just because he hadn’t found any cameras or microphones in his room didn’t mean he was free from scrutiny – there were cameras everywhere else in the building, after all.

It didn’t feel like the Turks, though. He probably wouldn’t have noticed anything amiss if it were. It was in the details – the sensation of eyes always on the back of his neck. Extra potions and ethers in his locker in the Equipment Room. New bottles of sword polish resting on bed when he got back from a mission. Anonymous poetry sent to his PHS.

Perhaps ‘stalking’ wasn’t the right word.

He didn’t have a fan club, right? He was only Second Class. And even then, he’d never heard about any of the fan clubs actually getting on to the SOLDIER floors.

It couldn’t be Sephiroth, either. He’d know if it were Sephiroth.

“You okay, Cloud?” Zack asked. “You’re kind of jumpy today. Jumpier than usual, I mean.”

“Yeah, fine,” he replied shortly.

“Not going to lop off the General’s head if you see him?” he teased.

“Not if he sees me first,” he muttered under his breath.

Zack looked concerned at that, so he ran a hand through his spikes, and assured his fellow SOLDIER, “It’s fine, Zack. Really. I’m going to head back to the barracks early, okay?”

“Yeah. Yeah, maybe for the best.” Zack still looked spooked by his candid threats against Sephiroth, and Cloud was reminded once again that he was still dealing with an idealistic teenager, not the battle-hardened First of his memories.

Sephiroth was nowhere near the residential floors, so Cloud walked the halls with confidence. That confidence quickly eroded when he spied his door, slightly ajar.

His fingers immediately sought the reassuring grip of First Tsurugi. Someone was in his room.

Creeping closer, he strained his ears. No voices. Only one person. Average build, from what little he could see. He could take them.

In one smooth motion, he drew his sword and threw open the door. It hit the wall with a bang.

Cloud froze in the doorway. When he’d seen someone in his room, he never expected them to be wearing a red leather coat and be holding a brand new bottle of sword polish.

“Genesis?”

“Cloud.” The SOLDIER First blinked. “You’re back early.”

It was as good as an admission. “You’re the person who keeps leaving sword polish in my room?” he asked, stunned.

Genesis looked embarrassed at being caught out for all of five seconds, before drawing himself up and taking a theatrical bow. “At your service.”

“And the ethers and potions in my locker?”

“Those too,” Genesis confirmed, completely nonchalant.

Unbelievable. “And the messages to my PHS?”

“The poetry didn’t tip you off?” he asked sceptically.

“It wasn’t Loveless,” Cloud defended.

Genesis scoffed. “Contrary to popular belief, my knowledge of literature extends beyond one – however sublime – poem.” He placed the bottle of sword polish on the bedside table, then removed the abnormally shiny knife pilfered from the cafeteria and held it in his fingers like a dirty rag. “…You’re the paranoid sort, aren’t you?”

Cloud wasn’t about to use sword polish left by an unknown benefactor on his beloved First Tsurugi without testing it first. He flushed and looked away as Genesis casually tossed the knife in the bin. “Why?”

“The sword polish?” Genesis asked. “A sword with that many parts must need a lot of care. Finding good quality polish in Midgar can be difficult. I thought you might appreciate it.”
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Dec. 19th, 2009 12:34 pm (UTC)
You're reading Oofuri? :D ♥

Seigaku baseball AU, Tezuka/Ryoma battery?
sinnatious
Dec. 24th, 2009 03:43 am (UTC)
P1
I AM. AND LOVING IT. *__* Oh ho, what an excellent prompt!

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Bottom of the eighth. Two outs, runners on first and second.

Tezuka considers the batter in front of him. He’s an enormous, doe-eyed brute – Echizen will have a generous strike zone to work with. They’ll need it – he’s one of Hyotei’s power hitters, with the double distinction of being on clean up duty.

He signals. Echizen nods, almost imperceptibly, but otherwise his expression remains impassive as Tezuka’s. He has a good poker face.

The wind-up. The throw. The ball seems to float. Kabaji swings. The ball slaps into Tezuka’s mitt.

“Strike!”

Going for a big hit, then? In that case, a screwball to the top right – make him pop it.

Wind-up. Throw. The bat clips the ball. “Foul!”

Tezuka frowns. Kabaji’s getting a hold of the screwballs.

Best not to be careless. He signals. Echizen throws a slider.

“Strike!”

Two outs, but the batter doesn’t look worried. Maybe they should go for the fast ball. He eyes his pitcher, scuffing his toe on the mound, checking that the dirt’s still compact.

Echizen’s only thrown half a dozen fast balls so far in the game, but with that small body, one fast ball is worth about half a dozen screwballs in stamina. Tezuka’s been saving them in case the game went past the seventh inning – unlike Hyotei, they’re a small team, and against this batting line up they can’t afford to swap in another pitcher. The worst part is, Hyotei has realised it. They’ve been driving up the pitch count as much as possible since the fourth inning, and it’s starting to show in the flush on Echizen’s face and the sag in his shoulders between pitches.

No choice. They’ll go for another slider. Tezuka signals. Echizen frowns, but adjusts the ball in his mitt, winds up…

Tezuka’s eyes widen, and he leaps to catch it. “Ball!”

Kabaji doesn’t even blink. Echizen tugs down his cap, and stares at the ground.

Tezuka frowns. Echizen never throws wild pitches.

Momoshiro yells encouragement from the outfield and Kikumaru is telling him, ‘Don’t mind!’ from first base.

Tezuka calls Time Out. He waves the others back, and approaches the mound.

Pitchers are delicate creatures. Echizen’s never shown any sign of nerves getting to him before, but then, this is their first official game playing together, and it’s against Hyotei.
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ojuzu
Dec. 19th, 2009 02:04 pm (UTC)
GIFTFIC. :D Thank you so much for doing this!

Squalo/Yamamoto, genderswitch. Or a Hikago/xxxHolic crossover. *imagines Akari becoming Watanuki's assistant*
sinnatious
Dec. 24th, 2009 03:46 am (UTC)
This falls far outside my usual expertise, but I took a crack at it.

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“I’m not going to lose to some flat-chested little bitch!” she’d taunted.

She’d fought for her expertise. Oh, they’d laughed to begin with – ‘how can she swing a sword with those breasts in the way’ they leered, right up until the moment she separated their heads from their bodies with a flash of cold steel.

Yet Yamamoto had only laughed – a girlish, carefree laugh that Squalo hadn’t indulged in since she met the Ninth’s adopted son. But she made those long legs work for her, dancing around her strikes with deceptive ease, and Squalo was forced to admit she has talent. Strength, too – supple muscles hidden under the blouse of her uniform, able to parry strikes and hold locks with deceptive ease.

As the loser, Squalo is forced to admit that. She thought she’d taken care of that school already, but she’s invigorated by the knowledge that there are still sword styles to conquer – sword styles that evolve. And she’s going to make certain that Yamamoto is going to be the person to rise to the challenge.

Not for the Vongola. For her. Because as chauvinist as those mafia pigs could be, she’s as staunchly misandrist – except when it comes to Xanxus, of course, but Xanxus is different, Xanxus doesn’t see her as a woman, he sees her as a tool, a weapon, and even if she’s being used she doesn’t mind because she believes in him and knows how great he is because he’s able to look past her gender and her age and recognise her skill – and she won’t accept anyone other than Yamamoto as a rival. So lanky, tomboyish, innocent little Yamamoto with her bob of a haircut should hurry and catch up and then they can have a rematch.

She leans over, long white hair spilling over shoulders, leather pants creaking, and she knows the camera is getting a generous look down her ample cleavage but she can’t resist any opportunity to rub it in the face of that flat-chested tomboy – though she suspects that Yamamoto enjoys the sight instead of being jealous of it, but that’s okay too. “So study these carefully, and you’d better have them all memorised before the Varia return to Japan, or I’ll slice that pretty head off!”

She blows a kiss at the camera, then hits the ‘stop’ button. There. That will motivate the little minx.

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umarekawareru
Dec. 19th, 2009 03:57 pm (UTC)
TWEWY, Joshua/Neku, of course! AU in which the Game is all about beating as many Reapers as possible at Tin Pin and racking up victory points in order to come back to life. Bonus points if it's somehow AD!verse, oh man.
sinnatious
Dec. 26th, 2009 02:02 pm (UTC)
“Yoohoo! Players! Over here!”

“Steroids is calling us, Neku,” Joshua said with a smirk. “Are you just going to ignore him?”

Neku eyeballed the enormous Reaper. “How many points do we have today?”

“Five wins so far.”

Joshua sounded far too happy for someone in their situation. “Let’s go for it. We’ve got to get as many points as possible.”

“Whatever you say, dear.”

Neku grumbled internally as they trooped over to ram-crotch. The massive brute grinned maniacally as they approached.

“You kids ready to slam?”

“You’re going down, Reaper scum!” Neku challenged.

Joshua tucked his hair behind his ears. “Hee hee.”

Yeah. You tell him, giggles.

“Let’s slam!”

Five pins each. If they won, they’d get the Reaper’s pins and a victory point. If they got enough victory points by the end of the week, they could come back to life. But if they lost…

If they lost, they were dead for good. That was kind of bummer. If only he’d…

No! He couldn’t give in to the emo urges! They still had a chance! Tin Pin! The light of his life! It was going to save them! All they had to do was defeat enough Reapers at the game, and they could come back to life!

“Argh!” Higaishizawa recoiled. “Impossible!”

“You lost fair and square, big guy,” Joshua gloated – even though he hadn’t lifted a finger. “Hand over the pins.”

“I won’t forget this!” The Reaper threw the pins to the ground.

And everyone told him he was wasting his time on Tin Pin.

Neku crouched to pick over the wares. “Hey, they are some really rare ones in here.”

“Dibs on the rainbow pin,” Joshua piped up.

Of freaking course.

“Do you always have to be so… you know… gay?” Neku asked flatly.

“Aww, Blue, I didn’t know you cared.”

…He was still calling him that? Seriously?

“Anyway, we’ve got to keep looking. We need more points, and there aren’t any more Reapers around here.”

“I know a place,” Joshua said, heading past Pork City. Neku followed along, for lack of any other plan, until they reached some kind of creek.
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swyrel
Dec. 19th, 2009 06:07 pm (UTC)
O.O

Either that Genesis/Cloud or Kunsel/Zack I've been looking for...

The prompt for G/C would be time-travel theories. 8D

If you do the K/Z one, then the prompt would be, 'but YOU told me to do it!'

I'm looking forward to reading~ if you choose to do any of mine that is... 8D
sinnatious
Dec. 29th, 2009 01:44 pm (UTC)
*headdesk* I read that as Kunsel/Cloud for some weird reason, and just wrote 1,300 words filling this only to realise my mistake moments prior to posting. *double facepalm* So there will be a another delay while I go write your actual request. Oh, the embarrassment! Sorry~ Hopefully I'll still manage to get it up by New Year.
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jade_peace
Dec. 20th, 2009 04:04 am (UTC)
TezuRyo Art exhibit
and/or
TezuRyo Space explorers!
ii_crack
Dec. 27th, 2009 04:39 pm (UTC)
SPACE TEZUKA
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inyourfaisgirl
Dec. 20th, 2009 09:17 am (UTC)
eek rurouni kenshin isn't on the list! why is that?

does this mean i can't ask for a tenipuri x ruroken drabble? no atobe = saitou ryoma = sano tezuka = err...kenshin? LOL
sinnatious
Dec. 20th, 2009 09:36 am (UTC)
You certainly can! Any fandom I'm written for in the past is fair game - it just didn't come across my mind when writing the list, since it's been a while. ^_^

Is that your prompt? Those character designations are what you're after?

Edited at 2009-12-20 09:38 am (UTC)
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crysaliz
Dec. 20th, 2009 12:14 pm (UTC)
OMG, can i request Doumeki/Watanuki?
Prompt: They say opposites attract...but that's wrong, isn't it?
sinnatious
Dec. 20th, 2009 12:18 pm (UTC)
Sure! Might take me a few days to get to it, though. ^_^
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roseofthine
Dec. 22nd, 2009 06:35 am (UTC)
this is horribly selfish of me but ummm :3 ;;; sailor tenipuri!tezuryo? (with bonus points for guardian cat!karupin with a tennis ball on his forehead :D -SHOT DOWN LIEK WOAH-)

at least it's not last year's request :>
inyourfaisgirl
Dec. 22nd, 2009 07:58 am (UTC)
oooohh seconded. WANT like mad!
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