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icanhaspancake:post a sentence (or two or a paragraph) from as many of your WIPs as you want, with no explanation attached.
o1.
"A book? As a wedding gift? You can't be serious, Gin." Ron stared at his sister as if she'd sprouted a second head.
"Ron, this is Hermione and Percy we're talking about. A book makes perfect sense for both of them."
"I wanted to get them something a little more...oh, I don't know...fun?"
Ginny raised a thin gingery eyebrow. "And you don't think that the Kama Sutra would be fun? I know Harry and I have--"
"Augh!" Ron yelled, covering his ears. "I don't need to hear that, Ginny! I'll just be pouring hot bleach on my brain now, thank you."
o2.
Candles guttered in his office, and Ron rubbed his eyes tiredly as he sat at his desk, glowering at its cluttered surface. Looking at his wristwatch for the nth time, he’d been racking his tired brain, willing his muse to come and inspire him to come up with something brilliant. As it was, he simply slumped in his chair, huffing at the explosion of abandoned storyboards and multi-coloured pens on his desk, and pulling at great handfuls of his auburn hair in frustration.
Ron eventually let go of the strands and inhaled deeply through his nose, a self-induced headache nudging at his temples.
The blond, his lover, was off at Pansy Parkinson’s for their monthly dinner date. Before Ron and he had begun seeing each other, Draco had dated Pansy, and while he’d always insisted that their relationship had been long over, Ron couldn’t help the prickly sensation of jealousy in his own skin.
He didn’t trust Pansy: she was always fawning over Draco and putting her hands on him and... He shook his head, trying to force the image of her pink manicured nails flitting through the slivery blond wisps at the nape of Draco’s neck.
Ron realised that his jealousy was unreasoned, but a flicker of adolescent insecurity still resided within him, and it didn’t require much to be rekindled.
o3.
“You’ve gone soft, Weasley. I don’t know why I even wasted my time...”
“You arrogant son of a bitch!” Ron snarled and lunged, fully extending his blade.
Draco stepped backward, but not in enough time to avoid the tip of the sabre nicking him on the chin. Blood welled to the surface almost immediately; Draco took off his glove and touched the wound with his bare fingertips. He winced and looked at the blood smeared on the pads of his fingers, rubbing them together thoughtfully. He slowly lifted his eyes to Ron and said with a smug grin, “I wondered how much longer it was going to take.”
o4.
“You should try some before you decide that you don’t like it.” The other man dipped the spoon into his oval-shaped bowl and scooped out a hunk of ripe banana covered in melted chocolate. “Here,” he said, holding the spoon in front of Kyouya’s mouth.
Kyouya leaned away. “I don’t like sweets.”
“Maybe you’ll like this one.” The blond offered the spoon again. “Have a little bite -- for me.” Tamaki’s violet eyes were wide and pleading, and Kyouya could feel his resolve dwindling away to nothing.
“Fine. I’ll have one bite,” he relented after a few moments -- he never could deny Tamaki anything for too long. “One.”
The blond agreed, nodding happily and pressing the utensil to Kyouya’s mouth.
The dark-haired man parted his lips and allowed the chilly metal to slide into his mouth. The hunk of banana hit his tongue, and while he’d planned to hate it immediately, he found that he couldn’t. There was something unexpectedly pleasing about the taste - a strong, hot flavor mixed in with sweet chocolate - and he made a surprised noise in the back of his throat.
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Date: 2010-03-03 02:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-03 03:04 am (UTC)Do you beta by chance? *Puppy dog look*
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Date: 2010-03-03 06:22 pm (UTC)Um. I beta a wee little -- I can point out most SPaG issues and have a pretty good handle on phrasing and such. DO YOU HAVE SOMETHING FOR ME TO READ? :IS EXCITED:
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Date: 2010-03-03 11:02 pm (UTC)It's RP fic though :(! I'm writing a U2 in the Doctor Who universe story for a friend and I just want to make it good :D
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Date: 2010-03-03 03:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-03 03:34 am (UTC)Would you believe I'd gotten nearly 40 fucking pages of that shit? And then it just. Pbbbbt.
I would love to finish this one. ;_;
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Date: 2010-03-03 09:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-03 06:20 pm (UTC)I really hope I get the inspiration to finish that one someday. It was going to be wonderfully (and maybe a litte squickfully?) dirty.
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Date: 2010-03-03 05:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-03 06:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-03 09:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-03 10:01 pm (UTC)LOL, me too! I miss writing them SO much.
I say this with *very* guarded optimism, but I thinkmighthopepray that I have a new plot bunny that may help me finally finish #3. Maybe. It's different than what I'd originally thought, but I kind of like toying with this idea in my head, so.
CROSS YOUR FINGERS AND TOES WITH ME. ♥
ILU.
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Date: 2010-03-03 11:45 pm (UTC)And the fact that there's no Hiei/Kurama on here makes me sadface.
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Date: 2010-03-04 01:35 am (UTC)And. Well. I've only started the one Hiei/Kurama. With the vines? And. I kind of hate it now, so.
Pbbt. Maybe I'll try again.