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glass_icarus) wrote2013-09-08 08:42 pm
glass_icarus) wrote2013-09-08 08:42 pm
i want to sing but i don't know any songs*
I am in a writing kind of mood today, but am sadly lacking in inspiration! There's the obvious Touch Pass assignment, but that requires more consideration and I still need to get my hand in in terms of writing fic again. SO! Toss me prompts please? Any fandom [incomplete list] will do, not just Kuroko. As usual I can't promise I'll fill everything, but I'll try to finish as many as I can.
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+ balance [OT4, gen, "Red Cliff characters as benders from ATLA verse"]
+ weekend routines [Makoto & Haruka, gen, Free!]
+ what bros are for [Nippori & Ryosuke, gen, Tumbling]
*title from Li-Young Lee's "Immigrant Blues"
eta;
+ balance [OT4, gen, "Red Cliff characters as benders from ATLA verse"]
+ weekend routines [Makoto & Haruka, gen, Free!]
+ what bros are for [Nippori & Ryosuke, gen, Tumbling]
*title from Li-Young Lee's "Immigrant Blues"
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Loveless
*___*
If you're willing to give this a shot (I shamelessly request this fandom everywhere, it is a problem): Yuiko, her first encounter with spells; or Seimei at Seven Voices?
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balance
Shangxiang shrugs and extends her hand. A lick of flame leaps into her palm. The restless pulse of it makes Xiao Qiao smile; surely there is no truer match to the element of fire than Shangxiang's bright and ferocious heart. A sudden shout of laughter disrupts her thoughts- across the room with her husband, Zhuge Liang throws back his head. Another fine match, Xiao Qiao thinks. Flexibility and good humor and a philosophical nature.
Shangxiang snorts affectionately. "That flighty windbag," she says. "I should have guessed he was an airbender from the first." Rising, she walks toward the two men, presumably to incite another round of bickering and teasing. Xiao Qiao laughs to herself.
Her husband, turning, catches her eye. Warmth rises through her as it always has, firm and steady as the earth beneath them. Zhou Yu is the bedrock on which they all stand; without him, this indefinable relationship between them would have no anchor. Despite the complicated political allegiances that might shift and fracture at any moment, when she looks at Zhou Yu, she can't help but think that it will last.
Beside her, the water boils at last. Unhurried, Xiao Qiao brews tea for four.
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!!!!!!!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
etc etc.
\o/
(what I would kill to see this a full blown live action AU)
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weekend routines
There's no response, as usual, so Makoto tries the door. The smell of cooking rice and sanma fish wafts through as it swings open.
Haru-chan doesn't look away from the stove as Makoto walks into the kitchen. "Morning," Makoto says, unperturbed. "I brought eggs."
"Mm. Thanks."
"It's nice out today. Nagisa wants to go to the pool with us later."
Haru-chan's eyes brighten, drifting involuntarily toward the window before snapping back to the pan. "Okay." He transfers the sanma to a plate before it burns. "Cooked?"
Makoto blinks, confused, then remembers his grocery bag and sets the contents on the table. "Yeah, my mom made extra this morning. Also extra octopus wieners, since my sister wanted them."
"Thanks to your mom." The rice cooker beeps a cheerful tune, and Haru-chan goes to open it.
"I was thinking we should do some relay practice with Rei today. Nagisa's been working with him, but it's time we tried it with all four of us." Makoto busies himself with setting out the chopsticks in the brief silence. Haru-chan's in a good mood right now, but one never knows if that will change when Rin is involved.
"Yeah, let's."
Makoto looks up. Haru-chan smiles faintly, hands him a bowl of rice.
"Eat up, the pool opens in half an hour."
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what bros are for
Nippori blinked, not sure how to take this. "That sucks?" he said. It was usually better to err on the side of caution when Ryosuke started talking about his girls in the classroom. He glanced up at Kashiwagi-sensei, who was indeed still droning on with his lecture, just to be safe.
"Yeah, it sucks all right. Dammit, she's cuter than Rei-chan and Mai-chan, too!"
Privately, Nippori felt more sympathetic toward Wataru's string of unrequited, monogamous crushes, but he made soothing noises anyway. There was probably no point in asking what happened, given Ryosuke's mention of two other girls in the same breath. "Well, if you were looking for a date this weekend, there's always Saeko-chan?"
Ryosuke pouted thoughtfully. "That's true, I haven't gone out with her for a while."
"Two weeks," Nippori confirmed. "But we had an exam, so she won't be too mad at you."
"That's right," Ryosuke said, brightening. He looked at Wataru, who was drooling in his sleep. "Ha, and she's friends with Mari-chan too. D'you think Wataru would dare to come on a double date?"
"Of course aniki would come!" Nippori said automatically. "Er. Well-"
"Yeah," Ryosuke agreed, snickering. "He'd have to ask her first."
"He's talked to her!"
"About practice. Forget it." Ryosuke glanced up at Sensei- still talking- and went back to scrolling through his contacts list. "Hey, do you remember Ami-chan?"
Nippori thought back. "The one who made good Valentine's chocolates?"
"Yeah, she gave you a box. You should ask her about a double date, she'll definitely go out with you."
"M-me?"
"Yes, you." Ryosuke rolled his eyes. "Come on, I'll help you with deliveries and everything."
"I have deliveries all week!" Nippori said, weakening anyway.
"So we'll split the load. Wataru can help with that. Hell, the rest of the team would probably help if you need that many people, we've done it before."
"But- that's really not-"
Next to Ryosuke, Wataru woke up with a snort. "Huh? I'll help with what?"
"Nippori needs someone to help with deliveries this week, since he's got plans for a double-date this Saturday," Ryosuke said smoothly. "You in?"
"Of course I'm in, what do you take me for?" Wataru said, indignant. He reached over to slap Nippori on the back. "We're nakama, after all."
Nippori closed his mouth on a protest, blushing. Ryosuke grinned and winked. "12:30 on Saturday, don't forget."
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