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seems that soon i'll wither away without knowing the answer
Please feed my muse. 
Jan 04 29
Okay guys, here's the thing. Somehow I've lost my muse and so I'm taking on a challenge.

One-sentence Drabble challenge.
Rules: Give me a pairing and I'll write you a one-sentence drabble.

     → Doesn't matter the pairing or my own personal love or hate for the pairing.
     → Doesn't matter the fandom as long as I know it.
     → Doesn't matter if someone else already demanded said pairing / fandom / whatever.
     → It shall be unique to each of you.
     → You can also ask for more than one. And I'll see what I can do.
     → This has no time limit and will never expire.

As you can see, I've somehow changed the rules. I won't only go for one sentences, although it's okay if you request for a one-sentence drabble too; just mention it. My range will be until around 300 words or less, but if I exceed 300 words, then yay? :D

Fandoms I'll write for would be Gazette (duh), Deluhi, Nightmare, Versailles. I can also write for Girugamesh, Kagrra, 12012, Alice Nine, Screw, Sug, Miyavi, Gackt, HYDE, but my knowledge of them is very limited. And like I said in my previous request post, don't hesitate to ask for the other fandoms because I might be able to write for them too. Oh, I'll also write for anime, especially L/Light (Death Note), Hikaru/Kaoru (Ouran), Roy/Ed (FMA), and just ask for the other pairings.

[EDIT] And oh, if you have a prompt, it would be lovely. Also, please do indicate what kind of piece would you like to have, like, if it should be mushy, NC-17, angsty, or if you're letting me decide for myself. :3

So~ request ahead. ^^
Jul 26 09 (UTC)
I'M FIRST. -growls-

;3; Aoi / Uruha, please?
And I want all that mushy, fluffy, lovey-dovey stuff in it. LOL.
Jul 26 09 (UTC)
BGM: Eternally - Utada Hikaru


among the noisy landscape,
don't disappear yet
i can't hear anymore
but i can feel you breathe

noise, there would always be noise wherever we go, wherever our feet take us. humans always have the need to talk and sing and make noise and sometimes we just drown in all the words that go in and out of our ears -- sometimes they don't even make sense but yet we indulge ourselves in letting those meaningless voices out, saying lyrics of i love yous and forevers when we don't even know how long we're allowed to stay in this lifetime

but the bottomline is there's always so much noise that what gets piled under the empty promises are the words that really matter

--don't leave my side, you're all i need, i'll always be here --

but even as we continue to sink in this world full of noise i know i'll never tire of it, never get too lost in it, never die slowly in it. i'll never stop living the fantasy -- our fantasy -- inside this bleak reality because no matter what happens, even if your words of eternity are always lost to my ears

i know you'll be there.

because i can feel you breathe.


I took on a different style (and I think I didn't quite catch the fluffiness here >>;;). Hope you don't mind. :3

Jul 26 09 (UTC)
U, u, u! I want, I want. Reita/Aoi, ahahaa! Porn!!! I don't want angst : /
Jul 26 09 (UTC)
Holy shit this one's hard xD


Of all things Reita found erotic was the way that he and Aoi always seem to ignore each other (read: not doing fanservice), unlike Uruha and Ruki who absolutely loved whoring themselves out to their fans. How somewhere along the way he'd catch Aoi's eyes darting to his direction then looks away, knowing that he only turned there to look at their fans, but not him.

A guy can only take in so much.

And so without even hesitating, Reita dragged the dark-haired guitarist to the nearest empty room that he saw and locked the door, even placing the white plastic chair just at the center of the room to the door, securing the upper back rest under the knob so as to prevent anybody from entering there.

"Don't make a sound."

In a few minutes Aoi already had problems trying to keep his voice down as Reita relentlessly pushed inside him, relishing in the heavenly way that the blond's condomless, petroleum jelly-slicked cock filled his pretty ass, all the while having his own erection gripped forcefully and jerkily by Reita's calloused hands. Feeling the bumps in the bassist's fingers slide smoothly on his length (thank you again, petroleum jelly!) made this concert break sex even more delicious.

In a few more minutes Reita was already slumped over Aoi's back, arms draped over the older's shoulders as he waited for his body to calm down from the force of his amazing orgasm. Even if Aoi could barely keep himself up against the wall.

"You know it makes me anxious when people purposely ignore me, right?" the bassist broke the silence as he started withdrawing himself from the older; Aoi feeling Reita's hot fluids drip down his toned thighs (and loving it).

"Nope, not really," was the quiet answer as Aoi pulled his lower garments up, not caring how they became soiled with their raunchy wall sex.

But the smirk on the guitarist's lips said otherwise.


325 words, yo.

Jul 26 09 (UTC)
Ruki/Aoi of course 8D
and i want a fight with wild arguing and screaming turning into hot love making, lol j/k
or absolute fluff if you rather feel like that
Jul 27 09 (UTC)
Myaa, I didn't get into detail~



And with that Aoi stormed inside the bedroom as he banged the door close, aiming for the closet to pull his things from there again. Lately there hasn't been a day that he didn't argue with his lover; their fights starting from something so small and insignificant but later bursting out to World War N. Perhaps it was just the stress from work passing onto their personal lives, but when two arrogant hotheads clash together, peace just can't be easily achieved. Rather, peace just can't be achieved.

With the same scowl on his face, Ruki followed Aoi inside and violently pushed the door open, not caring about how it hit the wall and probably causing a chip on the paint there. "You're so fucking difficult Yuu! I don't even know what the hell you're trying to say here!" the vocalist screamed on top of his lungs as he watched the older throw a bag on the bed, shoving in as much clothes as he could. Ruki stomped on the floor as he stood in front of his lover, arms crossed so as to prevent himself from actually hitting him.

"And you're so fucking useless and inse--" and Aoi's words were cut as Ruki lunged for him, pushing him against the bed and grabbing on his collar, about to swing a mean punch at his face for calling him useless. But Ruki punched on the mattress instead before grabbing on both of Aoi's hands and pinning them above his head, then dove in for a sloppy, heated kiss.

It was always like this: after a few heated screaming somehow they'd always end up on the couch or the bed, legs tangled on each other and fighting for dominance. Sometimes Aoi won, sometimes Ruki did, but this time the victory was Ruki's because technically he was the one aggravated here. But of course that doesn't mean that everything becomes peaceful after that -- there was nothing peaceful about the way that Aoi scratched on Ruki's chest, digging his nails and creating red marks against his skin, more so with the way that Ruki slapped on Aoi's thighs harshly and gripped ferociously on the base of the older's cock.

Both came at the same time, with Aoi's seed spilling all over Ruki's chest down to his tensed abdomen, and Ruki's own fluids dripping from Aoi's still twitching hole and down his limping cock. Unable to support himself anymore, Aoi pulled himself off Ruki and plopped down, half his body covering the vocalist's own, and the other half awkwardly leaning on the bed.

"What were we arguing about again?" Ruki said, brushing the wet strands of dark hair from Aoi's face.

"I actually forgot," the guitarist answered in a hushed tone, nuzzling his face on Ruki's neck, making Ruki smile.

"You just have a knack for making me mad, don't you?"

Aoi smiled too. "Hmmm... maybe."


484 words. And haha yay Aoi riding Ru~ ♥

Jul 27 09 (UTC)
tora x saga

smut. in a broom closet.
Jul 27 09 (UTC)
Info: AU, high school setting.


"Couldn't you have waited until the classes were dismissed?" Saga managed to say in between his panting, unable to focus much about anything aside from looking down, trying to make out Tora's outline in the dark, while the other continued to trail his tongue from his chest down his navel. It amused Saga that Tora was feeling horny enough that he pulled him in the nearest empty room he could find -- in a dark broom closet, no less -- not even having the decency to at least drag him somewhere cleaner, like the bathroom or something. Then again, he really couldn't deprived the older of his whims, because deep inside he absolutely loved tending to those whims too. Now, if only Tora wasn't dipping the small, slick muscle down his navel, Saga would've been able to concentrate on his musings more.

The younger let out a small yelp once he felt Tora's wet mouth around his half-hardened member, shuddering at the sudden hit of cool air and damp saliva on his sensitive skin, making him push back a little. At that he felt something long and hard dig at the bottom of his back and against the crack of his ass -- it was a damn broomstick -- and he sighed. "Torashiii," he whined a little, even if his fingers started to thread through Tora's dark hair, "Seriously, are you that horny that you can't wait until after three more hours?"

Tora only looked up, with that mischievous glint in his eyes that he always seemed to wear whenever Saga was around, and smirked. "But Sagacchi, it's lunch time. And you look good enough to eat." With that the older pushed his head and enveloped his boyfriend's cock with his skillful mouth in one swift movement, leaving no more room for argument.
Jul 27 09 (UTC)


I liked the Reita/Aoi tho yummm..
Jul 27 09 (UTC)


"Honey, have you seen Kanon-chan? I can't see him anywhere..."

Aoi's head then popped from behind the wall that divided the kitchen from the living room as he peered out, shifting his attention to his wife who sounded quite distraught. It wasn't everyday that he heard Mao sound unnerved like that, but whenever it came to their child, obviously the motherly instincts take over. Even though he basically was the housewife and his lady was the one bringing the bread home (by doing her paintings and attending exhibits and other artsy businesses that Aoi had never come to understand).

"Have you checked the bathroom? Sometimes Kanon-chan goes there to just sit on the tub to play with his rubber ducky," Aoi answered calmly as he watched his wife trudge down the stairs, hurriedly making her way to the bathroom just down the hallway. Not a moment too soon there was a squeal of 'Kanon-chan!' that echoed from there, and it made the dark-haired man smile.

Just another day in the life of his family.
Jul 27 09 (UTC)
can i request for screw's jin-seme and yuuto-uke? 8D
Jul 27 09 (UTC)
Inspired by this. >3


"What are you doing?" A startled Yuuto started questioning incredulously the moment he heard a camera phone click, eyes narrowing a bit to turn towards the direction of his their drummer. Jin's impish and amused grin was spread all over his face as he cocked his head to the side, feigning innocence that even he knew failed anyway.

"What, can't I take a picture anymore?" he mimicked his the bassist's tone as he flipped his phone shut before swinging it open again. Yuuto simply sighed and rolled his eyes wile Jin continued to examine the picture before shifting his attention back to the bassist. "Mmm, Yuuto-chan, your pants looks nice."

Another sigh passed Yuuto's lips as he looked down to the spot where Jin probably took the shot, crossing his arms in silent protest. "My boxers, you mean."

"No, seriously, I love those pants. They're so flashy and all... where'd you buy them?" Somehow Jin's tone turned from teasing to genuinely enthusiastic, and of course Yuuto couldn't stay too mad -- he wasn't even completely mad actually, though; just a bit sulky.

"Well," the bassist started shyly, "Actually I have no idea. A friend just gave this to me as a gift on my birthday. I don't even know how she was able to guess my size because it fits perfectly."

Jin put a hand under his lips as if in thought, before looking back at the other. "Hey, mind lending me those pants for a while then? I might not be able to see something like that again," was the nonchalant request, as if borrowing jeans on the spot was a very normal thing.

"Jin-kun! Did you just actually ask me to lend my pants to you?" Yuuto answered flabbergasted, eyebrows furrowing and lower lip protruding at the rather bold request.

"Well yes, I just did Yuuto-chan. Besides, nobody's around so it'll be okay. I really might not find a pair of jeans similar to that, you know."

Yuuto hesitated for a moment but gave in anyway, knowing Jin to be smart enough not to do anything stupid while they were out. He then stood up and unbuckled his belt; the drummer doing the same, but in a more excited manner. "Gimme gimme," Jin insisted as he made grabby hands directed to the bassist's pants. Yuuto simply shot him an embarrassed look when the other was finally rid of his shoes and pants. "What? It's not like you haven't seen me in my briefs before."

Once he had slipped off his pants, Yuuto threw a small pout at the drummer first before handing him the pants, but it didn't seem to faze Jin, not when he had the stupid smile plastered on his face. Yuuto sighed. Jin then gripped on the waistband of Yuuto's pants and was about to insert one leg inside, but instead threw the jeans on the couch where they had been sitting down.

"You know what Yuu-chan?" the drummer drawled out sexily, inching closer to Yuuto with a hungry sparkle on his eyes, "I think I want to borrow your boxers too. Pink skulls are way flashy."


Whoah, 512 words. You better love me for this France.

Jul 27 09 (UTC)
oh, such opportuinity as this is ... it would be pity not to use it if it´s you writting..XD

hmm well...
I would like to request Gazette´s Uruha/ Kai
and I have a prompt for you :

"Confusion is always the most honest response."

Jul 27 09 (UTC)
I hope I don't disappoint~


The words rung in Kai's ears, continuing to stare unbelievingly at the man in front of him -- the man with the most honest and adorable smile in this world, in his opinion. The words seemed too far-fetched to even have come from Uruha's full lips but the things heard cannot be unheard anymore, and there was nothing for the Kai to do but to let the words seep into his mind, into his heart, into his soul.

Those words which Uruha claimed true.

Those words which Kai started to doubt because while he ransacked his heart and mind and soul for some response, Uruha started to laugh in that amiable way that's really hard for him -- for anybody -- to hate.

"Kai... there's no need to answer now," came the soft, calming, yet husky voice, making the smaller man look up as the taller cupped his cheek, "I think I can clearly see your answer to that."

"But... I haven't even answe--"

And his sentence was cut once again by that childlike laughter, and Kai had to furrow his brows at that. He really didn't know whether Uruha was just tripping or what because the way that he's been laughing and smiling was confusing him to no end--

"It's okay. I think I already know your answer."

Because despite those brown eyes hazed with so much questions and chaos and disbelief, Uruha could perfectly see the exact same words that he uttered earlier written in deep within them.
Jul 27 09 (UTC)
I have a prompt...
It's the song 'Mad' by Ne-yo...not all of it or anything
just kinda like the main feel...I thought the lyrics would be cool in drabble
Can the pair be Reita/Ruki?!?

Thankz...hope I haven't asked for too much... :)
Jul 28 09 (UTC)
Hope I delivered well. :3 I used a slightly different approach in this piece, if you'll notice in the veeery long sentences. [This is xxshamisen btw, my other account was being a bitch so I posted using this.]


mad for nothing
fighting for nothing
crying for nothing

That voice which he loves is being used at top volume again, but this time it's not for any kind of concert or performance (or even saying sweet nothings to him) but for a mindless argument that the both of them have even forgotten the cause of. And as much as Reita didn't want to speak up anymore, he felt as if he has the need to defend himself from the accusations of a crime he didn't commit. And he could see Ruki holding back the wetness in his eyes, and he could see Reita wanting to hold him back again.

But neither of them doing nothing again.
But both of them wishing that this heavy rain would pass.

And when the violent downpour has finally died into a drizzle, Reita turned to Ruki's direction, face obscured not by the noseband that he always wore but by an expression that was a cross of an apology and a hurt and a tiredness and honestly Ruki was the same, except his cheeks were streaked by dried tears that he so badly battled with.

But just as Ruki failed to fight his tears back, Reita's resolve crumbled into pieces as soon as the image of the other's tear-stained face greeted his eyes, making him crawl across the bed that has been witness of their countless fights and arguments, making him wrap his arms around Ruki's small and shaking body, making him whisper words of 'I'm sorry' and 'I love you' and 'let's not fight anymore' --

(though neither of them would be sure about that)

but still.

we won't let it go for nothing

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