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#126 - The Bedroom Floor [Feb. 2nd, 2008|04:09 pm]
The Wingless Raven's Writing Challenge

lizas_lines
[Current Mood |amusedamused]
[Current Music |Closer To Your Heart - Clannad]

Prompt: 126 - The Bedroom Floor
Series: Named
Characters: Jack/Flea/Babel
Warnings: Well, there's language. And the threesome ♥
Genres: Humor, Romance, General.
Summary: The double bed isn't quite big enough, these days.
A/N: I didn't realize quite how much this piece said about each character until I reread it. But it does, and I'm proud of that.

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#098 - Trust [Jan. 26th, 2008|02:18 pm]
The Wingless Raven's Writing Challenge

lizas_lines
[Current Mood |amusedamused]
[Current Music |Rock And Roll All Night - Kiss]

Prompt: 098 - Trust
Series: Named
Characters: Jack/Flea/Babel
Warnings: Well, there's language. And hints of the threesome ♥
Genres: Humor, adventure?
Summary: Flea has a Plan, and Jack is twitchy.
A/N: The lead up to "Disaster".

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#221 - Disaster [Jan. 23rd, 2008|05:55 pm]
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lizas_lines
[Current Mood |cheerfulcheerful]
[Current Music |Stripped - Shiny Toy Guns]

Prompt: 221 - Disaster
Series:
Named
Characters:
Jack/Flea/Babel
Warnings:
Well, there's language. And hints of the threesome
Genres:
Humor, drama
Summary:
There was slime. And if Flea ever gets to finish his current train of thought, there will probably be fire.

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Can't let go [Nov. 7th, 2007|06:14 am]
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ravensilverstar
[Current Location |Bed]
[Current Mood |creativecreative]
[Current Music |Imogen Heap - The Walk]

Title: Can't let go
Prompt: None
Series: Insanity
Characters: Zaitsu, Eirose
Soundtrack: Imogen Heap - The Walk
Summary: After the "True" Zaitu awakens, he and Eirose reflect upon their close relationship in a past life.


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#120 "If you love him/her/me, let him/her/me go" [Oct. 30th, 2007|05:05 am]
The Wingless Raven's Writing Challenge

ravensilverstar
[Tags|, , , , , , ]
[Current Location |Under piles of self-fanservice]
[Current Mood |artisticTaking requests]
[Current Music |Coheed & Cambria - Mother Superior]

Rating: T
Series: Insanity
Characters: Innocent Zaitsu, Evil Zaitsu, Kayla
Prompt: #120 "If you love him/her/me, let him/her/me go"
Claimer: Kayla belongs to my co-author Ryuu, but we both write one-shots with each other's characters all the time. She knows I use Kayla in Insanity one-shots. She doesn't care.
A/N: I duno why, but lately I keep writing forceful sex or almost-sex between characters. Bah, this is what I get for roleplaying men as my main characters. x__x



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#43 "Cigarettes" [Jun. 27th, 2007|07:34 am]
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ravensilverstar
[Current Location |Where the explosives are]
[Current Mood |irritatedirritated]
[Current Music |Frou Frou - Psychobabble]

Standing on the stone bridge over the creek, leaning over the rail and looking down into the water below, she sighed.

Ever since that night a few months back, she's been wondering if he was alright. It felt like an eternity had passed since she had seen him last.

"I wish he'd at least talk to me..." she muttered quietly to herself. She hadn't even noticed the tall stranger who'd just leaned over the edge a few feet away.

"Whoever the guy is, just ditch him. He's obviously not worth your time," came the man's voice as he reached into his jacket pocket for something.

"You don't have any right to say that!" You don't even know what happened to him!" she spat back, trying to keep herself from turning and hitting him. Everyone had just been brushing the whole thing off since he'd vanished.

"Psh, whatever," he replied, putting a cigarette between his lips, he sparked his lighter and began taking drags from his cancer-stick, making sure it was fully lit before extinguishing the flame.

"Who the hell do you think you are!?" she yelled angrily, turning to face him. Her eyes widened in shock as she saw his face. "Andrew..." she said quietly.

"Yeah... Hi Tabby," he said before taking a deep drag from his cigarette and letting a long, steady cloud of smoke escape his lips.

"I thought I'd never see you again!" she cried, throwing her arms around his torso and clinging to him.

He wrapped an arm around her and sighed, taking another drag from the cigarette still in his other hand. "You wouldn't have seen me again," he said, just above a whisper, a little cloud of smoke being freed by each word.

Tears in her eyes, she pulled away from him, staring at his face. "What!? Why no!?" she cried.

"It's complicated," he sighed.

"What do you mean, 'It's complicated'?"

"I mean," he began, taking another drag, "that there could be hell for me to pay if it's found out I came to see you."

"What the hell is going on?" she shook as she continued staring at him.

"I really don't know where to begin. I'd really rather not talk about it at all..." he trailed off, exhaling the smoke from his latest drag. He flicked the cigarette butt into the creek below before pulling out another cancer-stick and lighting it. "Let's go back to your place, we can  talk about it there if you want," he muttered as he glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye.

"So you just up and leave, I don't even get so much as a phonecall saying you're alright, you randomly show up, and expect me to invite you into my apartment!?" she yelled, red in the face and fists clenched tightly.

"Fine then!" he snapped. "Be a stubborn little bitch and just be mad at me! It was hard enough to get back here to you, I'm not going to waste precious time trying to convince you not to be mad at me!" He angrily threw his half-smoked cigarette into the creek below. The water seemed to almost leap up to catch the doomed cigarette.

With sharp, quick movements, he stormed off into the passing flow of people.

Slack-jawed, and tears forming in her shock-filled eyes, she stood in please, staring at where he'd been just seconds ago.

She peered over the edge of the bridge again, looking down at the two cigarretes floating in the water.
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#120 "If You Love Me, Let Me Go" [May. 29th, 2007|06:34 pm]
The Wingless Raven's Writing Challenge

lizas_lines
[Current Mood |awakeawake]
[Current Music |This Is The Life For Me - Something For Kate]

Another one. I actually wrote this one before that one I posted, but... *shrug* Thoughts are uber appreciated?

And because warnings are there for a reason: three way relationship (not a triangle) ahead.

Based heavily on the song "Where I Stood" by Missy Higgins.

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#316 - Radio [May. 26th, 2007|11:41 am]
The Wingless Raven's Writing Challenge

lizas_lines
[Current Mood |coldcold toes]
[Current Music |Goodnight Goodnight - Maroon 5]

So here you go, Dark. I have an entire set of new characters for this comm. Yay!

Also, Orange = Jesus

because lj cuts are goodCollapse )
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#1 Cry [May. 16th, 2007|10:09 am]
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      Her tears fell like rain. All those years of mistakes, all of her anger rolled into one massive storm of the soul. ‘Maybe I’ll finally drown’, she thought almost hopefully. She wanted to drown, she was tired of fighting. So very tired of treading water until every muscle ached, tired of watching the sharks circling around her.

 

      Forcing her eyes open in order to face death bravely, it would be the only brave thing she’d ever done; she realized she was no longer treading water but standing on an island.

 

      Falling to her knees in relief, she watched her tears as they fell on the white sands, each one leaving a dark circle before fading away.

 

      Amazement gripped her shattered soul as a blood red lily grew and blossomed where each tear had fallen. Soon she was surrounded by the lilies.  A sweet fragrance filled the air as a tropical breeze kissed her skin.  Smiling for the very first time, her tears kept falling until there were no more left to cry.

 
      Lying down among the flowers she fell asleep. She was safe. She was home. And for the first time, she was loved.

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# 20 "Awkward" [May. 16th, 2007|06:32 am]
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ravensilverstar
[Current Location |Bat Cave]
[Current Mood |enthralledenthralled]
[Current Music |Breaking Benjamin - The diary of Jane]

Golden blond hair fell into his face, obscuring the view of electric blue eyes. He turned the page of his book, ignoring the strands of hair in his face. He was sitting by the second biggest fountain in he school courtyard, enjoying the cool breeze and the sound of water flowing as he researched his homework assignment.

"Andy!" came a girl's excited voice as she rushed over to him.

His eyes raised up to meet hers and a warm smile spread across his lips.

"Tabby!" he greeted.

She sat down next to him and began reading the page his book was opened to.

"Oh my god! Is that our assignment for World Literature!?"

"Yeah, and you're going to have a pop quiz in Natural Science."

"Pop...quiz? As in...?" she was stunned and wondering exactly what his definition of "Quiz" was.

He began digging through his backpack and then pulled out a thick packet of papers.

"This, not to mention a five page essay. I managed to steal a packet without him noticing." He handed the heavy stack of papers to Tabby, who gaped at the weight of it.

"Oh my god... I'm so screwed!" she sobbed.

"Don't worry, already got you covered," he dug out a large notebook full of notes and handed it to her. "Notes on everything you'll need to know for the Natural Science quiz, and my notes from today's World Lit class."

She threw her arms around him and clung tightly, oblivious to the loud smacking sound that was the result of the notebook still in her hands coming in contact with the back of Andrew's head. It was only when a muffled whimper escaped him that she even realized he was injured.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry!" she cried, looking at the back of his head where a distinct knot was forming.

"It's nothing..." he sighed, pushing her away.

"But! I hurt you!"

"You didn't mean to. Besides, I can barely even feel it now."

"Liar!" She quickly pulled him towards her and lifted up his mass of blond hair to look at the back of his head. "Oh my god..." she gasped. The lump was almost completely gone.

"I told you..." he sighed, shoving her off again and gathering his things into his backpack. "Let's go find some lunch."

Wide-eyed and stunned, Tabby just nodded and grabbed the quiz packet and notebook full of notes before standing up. Andrew stood up and slung his backpack over his shoulder before heading off-campus. She quickly followed after him.

Three bowls of ramen and seven refills of Pepsi later, Tabby was very talkative as she scanned the restaurant for pretty people.

"Ooooh! She's pretty! Don't you think?" she asked happily as she stared at a well-proportioned waitress.

"Eh," he replied, his nose in his book as he lazily stuffed another sushi roll into his mouth with a pair of chopsticks.

"What is up with you!?" she demanded.

"Mmmph," was his reply as he shrugged, stuffing another sushi roll in his mouth without even looking up from the page.

"Yeah, whatever," she sighed. She resumed scanning around the restaurant. "Ooohh! Man he's hot!"

Andrew's head shot up and looked around, immediately spotting who she was referring to. Pieces of his lunch began falling from his open mouth.

"I don't think anyone's going to find you very attractive with your lunch all over your face," Tabby giggled, throwing a cloth napkin at him. Her eyes followed Andrew's still constant stare to the guy she was just drooling over. Her stare immediately shot back to Andrew. "No way! There's, there's just no way!"

"No way what?" he asked, suddenly alert again and wiping his face with the cloth.

"There's no way you were staring at him!"

"And why am I not allowed to stare at pretty people like you are?" he asked, folding the cloth and setting it by his plate. He stuffed another sushi roll into his mouth.

"You are! But just... You're supposed to look at pretty girls!"

"But I don't like girls, Tabby. I like boys, just like you do," his tone was casual as he continued eating his meal as though nothing was out of the ordinary.

"So, you're... You're admitting that you're gay!?"

"I never hid it," he took a sip of tea before continuing, "I just never came outright and said it."

There was a loud sputtering sound from her side of the table as she began to choke on the sushi roll she'd just stolen from Andrew's plate.

"Oh come on, you never figured it out? The fashion sense? The Play Girl magazines stowed away under my mattress? My close friend Kyle during high school that I got depressed over when he moved away? We were always together for a reason, you know."

By now Tabby was blue in the face and still choking. He gave her one good smack on the back and she coughed up the piece of sushi that was lodged in her throat.

"Oh my god!" she stuttered. "I was always just trying to give you the benefit of the doubt! There are some straight men who are like that." She gulped down the rest of her Pepsi to finish clearing her throat.

"Oh? Then why would I have the Play Girl magazines?"

"Who knows, you could've been using them to draw the human form like some people do."

"Well, I wasn't using them for that," he said with a smirk. Tabby shuddered.

Andrew sighed and looked her over for a moment. "You're not paying, are you?"

"Hell no."

"Fine," he sighed, laying a couple bills down on the table before grabbing his books and walking towards the front of the restaurant.

"Oh! Sir!" a waitress rushed after him. "Don't forget this!" she held up a small bag full of take-out boxes.

He looked stunned and slightly confused. "But... I didn't order this."

"No Sir, I was told to give this to you by that man over at that table," she pointed towards the man he and Tabby had been drooling over.

'Oh my god! Where we really talking that loud!?' he asked himself, looking over at him. He shook his head and turned his gaze back to the waitress. At a loss for what to do, he held his already somewhat-full arms out to take the take-out from the waitress. The woman sighed with relief as she placed it in his arms and hurried back behind the counter.

Tabby caught up with him as he left the building, staring over her shoulder at the hotty she could never have. "You're kidding me...right? He's gay too?"

"That's the only logical solution..." he replied, staring down at the neat little bag in his arms.

"I refuse to believe you're completely gay," Tabby said, grabbing him by a forearm and dragging him off down the street. "And I'm going to prove it!"

After a very uncomfortable raid of the local adult video store, Andrew was sprawled out over the couch and staring at lesbian porn with a stupid and horribly bored look on his face. Tabby had made sure to only get lesbian porn so he wouldn't be distracted from the boobs by a hot man.

"You're telling me that you honestly don't feel ANYTHING while watching this?" she asked, watching him carefully.

"Other than violently ill and like my brain is trying to ooze out my ears and crawl away, no, I don't feel anything."

"What if it were real?"

"...What do you mean?"

She clicked off the TV and crawled across the couch until she had him pinned underneath her.

"What if it were real? A real, live, warm woman?" she asked softly.

Shivers shot up and down his spine as the sick feeling grew in size. She pulled her shirt off and started rubbing her crotch against his.

"Unhook my bra..." she whispered.

"Tabbitha..." he whimpered, the sick feeling was overwhelming.

"Do it," she said in a gentle firmness. She planted her lips against his.

His hands shot up to her shoulders and forced her away from him. She fell to the floor as he sprang up over the back of the couch and vanished into the bathroom, the lock clicking behind him. She could hear him retching.

Tears in her eyes, she pulled her shirt back on and went over to the bathroom door, sitting on the floor with her back against it. When he'd managed to stop puking, he sat on the bathroom floor with his back against the door, well aware that Tabby was outside.

"Do you hate me...?" she asked quietly.

"No..."

"Really...?"

"Yeah... Just promise me something..."

"What...?"

"Never do that again..."
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