Holiday fics!
Aug. 10th, 2008 10:57 amSo, uh. This is ridiculously early, and whatnot, but I thought I'd actually be organised this year. So if anyone wants a ficlet from me in December-January time, speak now or forever hold your peace.
Pairing, prompt, tell me if you want it holiday-themed otherwise it won't be. Also, if you want it in my crappy handwriting on an actual card, give me a heads up. I'll be posting again at a slightly more sensible time to canvas addresses for people who want cards with or without fic. :)
Pairing, prompt, tell me if you want it holiday-themed otherwise it won't be. Also, if you want it in my crappy handwriting on an actual card, give me a heads up. I'll be posting again at a slightly more sensible time to canvas addresses for people who want cards with or without fic. :)
Coffee Prince Fic
Feb. 5th, 2008 05:02 pmI thought the Yuletide fic would be the only Coffee Prince fic I ever posted, but
ranalore asked for an Eun Sae/Min Yeop kiss over at wishkisses, and apparently the characters aren't quite done with me yet.
Shatterproof
Shatterproof
Mornings (Tezuryo; 100 words)
Mar. 14th, 2007 05:55 pmFor completeness, or something. An insta!drabble, written for
bookshop's pic prompt.
Ryoma hated mornings. He would have loathed them, except that loathing took more energy, and at six in the morning, he needed what little energy he did have to avoid walking into furniture, or Karupin. He hated mornings more when his mother was away on business and his idiot father was in charge of meals, because then there wasn’t even have a proper breakfast to make it bearable.
He found that he didn’t mind six o’clock in the morning quite so much, though, when he stumbled into the kitchen to find buchou sitting at the table, sipping tea.
Ryoma hated mornings. He would have loathed them, except that loathing took more energy, and at six in the morning, he needed what little energy he did have to avoid walking into furniture, or Karupin. He hated mornings more when his mother was away on business and his idiot father was in charge of meals, because then there wasn’t even have a proper breakfast to make it bearable.
He found that he didn’t mind six o’clock in the morning quite so much, though, when he stumbled into the kitchen to find buchou sitting at the table, sipping tea.
Fic: Lessons, TezuRyo, 150 words
May. 10th, 2006 01:33 pmI've been trying to write Tezuryo, and struggling with characterization, especially the way anime and manga Tezuka are actually not quite the same person, and with the differences in the Tezuka-Ryoma relationship. Anyway, I got out this drabble and a half today. Still not sure if this fits, but it's a start.
( Lessons. Tezuryo, 150 words )
( Lessons. Tezuryo, 150 words )