I write fanfiction. So does my friend Lost. There’s going to be a LOT of collaborative works here. Just, heads up.
On the off-chance that there are OCs in the stories, those would belong to us. All the other characters that we have borrowed, harassed, broken, embarrassed, twisted, or otherwise maimed, are not ours. We just abuse them for the hell of it.
No money has been made from anything on this blog. Sad ain’t it?
Now that that is out of the way… Yay! I don’t need to plug in the disclaimer on every post! *flop*
BTW – The breakdown of all the Naruto fics can be accessed here!
Things Kiba never fully explained about eating sea urchins:
- everything after tastes strange
- physical skills get a major upgrade
- hallucinations happen, often and intensely
- the unfamiliar seems hilarious
- finally, after you come around from passing out there’s a volcanic deep-sea vent that’s just moved into your brain case and wants you evicted.
Seriously, life couldn’t get any better than this.
Dropping the summoning scroll back into the pack, Hidan grinned as Hinata’s eyes narrowed as he stalked back over to her.
“You don’t look like a pampered brat,” he mused, cocking his head, letting his gaze run from her drenched crown to her clenching white toes. The cloak was dampener, in more than a few ways. That was gonna have to go.
For a split second, Hinata’s sharply in-drawn breath was the only sound in the cave, as even Kakuzu had paused to watch. Then her hands clenched in sodden black cloth and her chin lifted. “I hardly care what your opinion of me is,” she spat back.
Humming, Hidan had to agree. She didn’t have to. It just happened that his expectations of her had started high and so far, she’d done nothing but delight him. Continue reading
First attempt at a chapter 3 and… after a few days, I came back to it and it didn’t have the same feeling. So, I’m chucking it up here and letting it rot.
Some parts are being used in a second attempt, but the overall tone is much more immediate.
Hidan was having a minor crisis of faith. No, he was having a crisis of self. He believed in Jashin, to do otherwise was fucking stupid not to mention blasphemous at this point. The crisis was… he didn’t want a virgin. They had no imagination, were mostly afraid of most of the fun things, and never brought anything new to the bed.
But Jashin had given him a virgin. Continue reading
I’m working on Claim the Prize again. I… am so sorry. I forgot to check the
clock calendar and nearly five years has rolled by without an update.
But I’m back! And I WILL UPDATE. Even if beta is just a read through and polishing is a mere promise.
I don’t care anymore. I’m just gonna update the damn thing by next week. Something is better than notes unseen in a virtual doc (which I still don’t know where they are!).
Here’s an excerpt, so raw it’s still bleeding: Continue reading
The dual notice of an incoming text and a knock at the door would have been an automatic Ino assumption, but there was no way Ino-pig would be up at seven am if she could help it. Not on a Sunday morning.
Sakura scowled at the shuffling in the hall she checked her phone… and then lurched for the locks a moment later.
“Gaara-kun!” she belted out as she pulled open the door because there stood Gaara alright. Hair shaggy and perma-frown in place. “Hi! Naruto said you’d be dropping by. If you give me a minute? I can get dressed.”
“… Fine. Hurry up, I’m getting you breakfast,” he said, and made himself comfortable against the wall.
Rolling her eyes, Sakura took two steps forward and hugged him tight. And just as quickly, she let go, stepping back to grin. “It’s good to see you again. Be right back!” Holding back a giggle at his huge eyes and slack mouth, Sakura slipped back into her dorm, shutting the door. Continue reading
The sequel to Four and One is posted up on Ao3!
Yes, I forgot to update over here. Unfortunately, I fear there’ll be a lot of that over the next while… Well, here you go:
Denials of the Doomed