pure procrastination ;_;
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stencilledTitle: Campfire Games
Pairing: Kame/Anne
Word Count: drabble-length
A/N: does writing my first Kame!het count as procrastination? I mean, it's productive... in a way... *shuffles feet*I am so screwed Sorry for the spam :(
He stands still as the makeup artists buzz around him, dabbing at his face there, tucking a strand of synthetic silver hair here. When he opens his eyes, he's no longer human. It's a painless transformation.
The filming will start soon but there's still some time to spare. It's just past dawn and the grass is stiff under his feet, green blades of icicles crunching under his steps. He coughs and says his thank you when a staff worker hands him a paper cup. The water washes away the dryness in his throat.
He makes his way to his chair, smiling when he sees the other two beside him already occupied, arranged in a triangle around a cylindrical heater. A modern campfire. Maybe he should bring marshmellows next time, just to complete the picture. Fuku-kun would love that. Bero would be ecstatic.
"I can't do it!" he hears Fuku-kun shout and stops to hover, stepping to the side just in time to see Bera's long braid fall over her shoulder.
"You can. Like this," she says and her cherry red lips disappear behind the cup of her hands. For a long moment, the air resounds with a melody of chirps that remind him of spring and the sweet sounds of the windchime that hangs in his balcony. "Now you try."
Immediately, Fuku-kun clamps his hands around his mouth and after a few seconds of sputtering, pulls his head away and says in a voice as sharp as he can manage, "Tweeeeet tweeeet."
Together, Bem and Bera's laughs blend into one - high and low, equal shades of amused.
"You were hiding," she says when he steps into their campfire, tilting her head and quirking her eyebrow at him. Her tone is accusing; the curl of her lips, teasing.
He shrugs and sits himself down, his arm brushing against her elbow.
He doesn't apologise.
She doesn't move away.
It's nothing to be noticed, even if the chairs the filming crew have offered them are fairly comfortable.
"Ne, ne! Bem! Can you sing like a bird?" Fuku-kun asks and hops off his seat, the globes of cheeks puffing in excitement. A part of him wishes he was that heart-clenchingly cute when he was Fuku-kun's age. Life would have been so much easier.
He shakes his head. "But I can quack like a duck," he says and grins when he sees Anne's lips purse in curiousity. Another point for him, then.
He's about to show them, ready to soak in the surprised laughs because Donald has always been a hit, when a staff worker calls Fuku-kun away to adjust his costume and maybe go over his lines one more time.
"Well?" Anne asks, still keeping her shadowed eyes trained on him. It would be a lie to say he doesn't like it.
So he leans back in his chair, crosses one leg over the other. Takes a slow sip from his paper cup.
"Later."
She eyes him slowly and it's an effort on his part to not spread out, to not jut out his chin or arch his neck. He can't help the tilt of his head, though. It's almost a reflex.
"Hiding your aces, huh," she sniffs before whipping back her braid and revealing the span of her neck, long and pale even under the bulb of the rising sun. Maybe it's a reflex for her, too. "Why were you hiding back there? Taking notes, Kazuko?" Her cherry lips quirk at the edges.
He laughs, the nickname successfully digging under his skin but not in a way that's completely unpleasant. Just a slight buzz that keeps him alert, makes his heart beat just a tiny bit faster. He loves their game.
"It was cute," he says.
"The chirping? Fuku-kun is a darling," she says and then laughs, "but he needs to practice."
He watches the fond stretch of her lips for a moment before lifting his cup and leaning forward slightly.
"Hmm... Fuku-kun too, yes," he says and smiles into his cup.
It might have taken a minute or two or three, but by the time he glances up again, there are patches of pink to compliment the red and the buzz travelling along his skin only zips faster. Stronger.
It's another point - only he can't tell for who.
Pairing: Kame/Anne
Word Count: drabble-length
A/N: does writing my first Kame!het count as procrastination? I mean, it's productive... in a way... *shuffles feet*
He stands still as the makeup artists buzz around him, dabbing at his face there, tucking a strand of synthetic silver hair here. When he opens his eyes, he's no longer human. It's a painless transformation.
The filming will start soon but there's still some time to spare. It's just past dawn and the grass is stiff under his feet, green blades of icicles crunching under his steps. He coughs and says his thank you when a staff worker hands him a paper cup. The water washes away the dryness in his throat.
He makes his way to his chair, smiling when he sees the other two beside him already occupied, arranged in a triangle around a cylindrical heater. A modern campfire. Maybe he should bring marshmellows next time, just to complete the picture. Fuku-kun would love that. Bero would be ecstatic.
"I can't do it!" he hears Fuku-kun shout and stops to hover, stepping to the side just in time to see Bera's long braid fall over her shoulder.
"You can. Like this," she says and her cherry red lips disappear behind the cup of her hands. For a long moment, the air resounds with a melody of chirps that remind him of spring and the sweet sounds of the windchime that hangs in his balcony. "Now you try."
Immediately, Fuku-kun clamps his hands around his mouth and after a few seconds of sputtering, pulls his head away and says in a voice as sharp as he can manage, "Tweeeeet tweeeet."
Together, Bem and Bera's laughs blend into one - high and low, equal shades of amused.
"You were hiding," she says when he steps into their campfire, tilting her head and quirking her eyebrow at him. Her tone is accusing; the curl of her lips, teasing.
He shrugs and sits himself down, his arm brushing against her elbow.
He doesn't apologise.
She doesn't move away.
It's nothing to be noticed, even if the chairs the filming crew have offered them are fairly comfortable.
"Ne, ne! Bem! Can you sing like a bird?" Fuku-kun asks and hops off his seat, the globes of cheeks puffing in excitement. A part of him wishes he was that heart-clenchingly cute when he was Fuku-kun's age. Life would have been so much easier.
He shakes his head. "But I can quack like a duck," he says and grins when he sees Anne's lips purse in curiousity. Another point for him, then.
He's about to show them, ready to soak in the surprised laughs because Donald has always been a hit, when a staff worker calls Fuku-kun away to adjust his costume and maybe go over his lines one more time.
"Well?" Anne asks, still keeping her shadowed eyes trained on him. It would be a lie to say he doesn't like it.
So he leans back in his chair, crosses one leg over the other. Takes a slow sip from his paper cup.
"Later."
She eyes him slowly and it's an effort on his part to not spread out, to not jut out his chin or arch his neck. He can't help the tilt of his head, though. It's almost a reflex.
"Hiding your aces, huh," she sniffs before whipping back her braid and revealing the span of her neck, long and pale even under the bulb of the rising sun. Maybe it's a reflex for her, too. "Why were you hiding back there? Taking notes, Kazuko?" Her cherry lips quirk at the edges.
He laughs, the nickname successfully digging under his skin but not in a way that's completely unpleasant. Just a slight buzz that keeps him alert, makes his heart beat just a tiny bit faster. He loves their game.
"It was cute," he says.
"The chirping? Fuku-kun is a darling," she says and then laughs, "but he needs to practice."
He watches the fond stretch of her lips for a moment before lifting his cup and leaning forward slightly.
"Hmm... Fuku-kun too, yes," he says and smiles into his cup.
It might have taken a minute or two or three, but by the time he glances up again, there are patches of pink to compliment the red and the buzz travelling along his skin only zips faster. Stronger.
It's another point - only he can't tell for who.
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Date: 2011-11-07 06:21 am (UTC)It's another point - only he can't tell for who.
Ha, what a fun game between them. ;P
He's about to show them, ready to soak in the surprised laughs because Donald has always been a hit
So true~
This isn't spam! It's quite a fun read. :Db Now that you wrote it, you can properly study! ;P Ganbare!
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Date: 2011-11-07 06:38 am (UTC)They play word games -> I instantly latch on and ship :B #nerdbait #wheesnark
I think Donald even beats The Niece Look lolol. The power of Disney.
Thank you, bb~ ;o; I think I've been posting too much in the last few days...>.> but at least my lj is dust free! ^_^\m/ pffffft. study.
I am diving into bed hfjkds *tugs you to bed* ♥no subject
Date: 2011-11-07 07:30 am (UTC)IT'S... IT'S SARA FICCCC.
This was so inutterably cuuuuute. I loved all the realistic elements you wrangled in and then this:
He shrugs and sits himself down, his arm brushing against her elbow.
He doesn't apologise.
She doesn't move away.
So simple, but so powerful. This was so lovely. I'm just going to paw at you to write more. MORE I SAY. ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
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Date: 2011-11-08 04:03 am (UTC)hfdskjfhdskj it's nothing to keysmash about. YOU ARE EASY. ilu ♥♥ *huddles with* ♥
RIGHT. ENCOURAGE MY PROCRASTINATION XDDD ♥
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Date: 2011-11-07 04:15 pm (UTC)I like this easy and cute atmosphere, it's such a healing fanfic! Short, simple but nice, really. :3 *melts in a puddle of nothing*
It's another point - only he can't tell for who.
LUV this ending ♥
And BTW, this fandom lacks of this kind of sweet
hetfics and Bem/Bera (also Kame/Ann) offers so many hints~ writers, please take up those hints~~YOU! You haven't written me a fic for my bday! I feel unloved ;_; Write me a Bem/Bera-Kame/Ann! >.> #greedy #imperative #chosideappeared #youknowiloveyou ♥ xD
---Edited n-th times cuz I completely fail at writing codes today, sorry ;_;
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Date: 2011-11-08 04:10 am (UTC)procrastinates anyway:D! that's exactly what I was going for. I wanted there to be something close to nothing. It's there if you squint and tilt your head a bit, bit it's there. I like this calm subtlety ♥
I haven't watched the subbed eppies of YNB so I don't know how to write Bem/Bera yet, but Kame/Ann have so much chemistry fhdsjk all the word games and teasing *__*
I DIDN'T KNOW YOUR BDAY WAS SO CLOSE. LJ's 3 day notice is not enough ;o; ♥ lolol but this makes it easier.
I was going to write you KoKame but Kame/Anne works too :D#sodemanding :Blolol s'okay, bb. we all have our days *rolls*
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Date: 2011-11-08 01:18 pm (UTC)KoKame, I kinda miss this too ;_;Thanks bb ♥LOL but my "days" are worsening since when I'm in Japan. Without improving my Japanese, all the languages I know are messing up in my mind... html code included XDD #hugshugs
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Date: 2011-11-07 04:31 pm (UTC)I would comment more on your RL entries, had you not disabled comments >.< Btw, did you post those pics from that beach trip a few months ago? O.o
♥
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Date: 2011-11-08 04:45 am (UTC)fiiiiiiiiine. I'll consider enabling comments... at some point... you guitlt-tripper 8< I did... in a way... >.> basically, I uploaded some of them to my lj scrapbook but never managed to make an actual post ^^; But thank you for reminding me! I'll just add them in my RL posts in portions instead
who needs thematic unity^_~ilu ♥
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Date: 2011-11-08 06:15 pm (UTC)sdfhsf how would I ever be annoyed at you, remember my past posts of flail? sgdagdf I couldn't be such a hypocrite. Just post away, even if I don't comment, I'd still try to read ♥ unless it's smth about a long summary of a certain show
Hanamaruwhich I can only skim through *gets maimed and shot*make that always.
oh, I'll look forward to them :)
Ganbatte with your studies! *crosses fingers* ♥
PS: idk if you read this, it's about the mail i sent you today - i was at work so i hurried to send it - there's only one spot left now, chances are even that spot might be taken by the time you see this. just in case, if you really want but don't have time, i can at least ask the mod if i can reserve a spot for you. I wanted to tell you about this project before it reached this stage but thought you wouldn't be interested in it (it's quite silly after all). Idk why I did it today, but like I said, I was in a hurry so I may have acted on impulse more O.o
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Date: 2011-11-12 03:06 am (UTC)no promises♥
PS: thank you for keeping me in mind, bb ;_; /touched
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Date: 2011-11-08 01:04 am (UTC)Sighs. I will never procrastinate this prettily. All i have to show for my procrastination is the eventual gif spams in comments lol
That aside, i see what you did here, don't think i didn't: you were maybe influenced by charming points on Zoom In (with the bird chirping) and Hanamaru (Donald is always a hit, huh? :")) and you used/turned them into something cute and just ~suggestive~ and pretty great.
You do magical things with words, i've told you this before ♥
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Date: 2011-11-08 04:56 am (UTC)ngl, as the General, I expect you to see what I did there :') ♥ fhdsjk I was going to add angrydog!Kame instead of Donald but I just couldn't write it; I'd start to giggle like a maniac fhdsjk
I srsly cannot get over his lameand oh~ did you catch the windchime bit? also shamelessly stolen from Hanamaru :'3 I just love playing with canon tidbits, as you can tell. Next up, Ran and Jelly and the whip kufufufu :Byou make me sputter and go (oT_To) everytime you do (oT_T\m/ ♥ #tookind
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Date: 2011-11-13 07:03 pm (UTC)well, i wouldn't miss it, of course i wouldnt :")
and while angrydog!Kame would also have been quite the cute addition to the picture, i think that Donald was more fitting. And yup, i did catch the windchime bit. You are not all that ninja Sara XD (but that aside, it was yet another lovely addition. I love when people include little canon facts into fic).
Now where is the sequel with Ran and Jelly and the whip :B ♥
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Date: 2011-11-14 02:49 am (UTC)Lacy Top PicsThat hair timeline post. or that Japan post. y'know, since we're in a Japanese fandom and all, I'd find that pretty useful. :B ♥I read angrydog!Kame and started giggling again. will I ever get over that? probably not. .__. /charmed forever
You are hurting my ninja pride, Pat < / 3 *sharpens shuriken*
hfjkdsfh now that you've reminded me (/bricked) I really want to write it now! :S
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Date: 2011-12-05 09:41 am (UTC)So cute ♥
This was very lovely to read :)
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