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The 15-Word Ficlet Meme!
I most recently saw this at nouvellebrielle's, although I know I've seen it other places as well. This was a real pain - sort of like doing a crossword puzzle and writing drabbles at the same time:
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My characters were:
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I'll freely admit that I gave up on my first run. Then I used random numbers to re-sort the same list and got some really great crack. Can anybody guess which prompt+characters made me squee most?
First Time, 4 and 6 (Sanada Yukimura and Gojyo)
Not a woman. Then a hot tongue licked down his belly, and Gojyo stopped worrying.
Angst, 7 (Onime-no-Kyo)
Kyo weakly raised his head and saw Yuya, a too-familiar mark marring her chest.
AU, 1 and 8 (Balalaika and Hakkai)
"So," said the star commander grimly. "You seek a suicide mission?"
"Just so," answered Hakkai.
Threesome, 3, 6, 9 (Eda, Gojyo, Revy)
Revy couldn't look away as Eda straddled the rakish redhead. Their lecherous grins were identical.
Hurt/Comfort, 5 and 10 (Sanzo, Rangiku)
"Is that better?" Rangiku crooned. Sanzo smacked her hand away. "I'm not hurt there, pervert!"
Crack, 1 (Balalaika)
Balalaika appeared, a vision in crinolined pink silk and Valenciennes lace, her hands clasped demurely.
Horror, 10 (Rangiku)
As the shambling shadow advanced on her, Rangiku raised Haineko threateningly: "Not one step further!"
Baby Fic, 5 and 9 (Sanzo and Revy)
"I don't do diapers," said Sanzo, flatly.
"Fuck it, and I do?" Revy snarled back.
Dark, 2 and 8 (Manji and Hakkai)
"Damn, don't stop!" gasped Manji.
Hakkai, shuddering, again squeezed the living heart in his hand.
Romance, 4 and 7 (Sanada Yukimura and Onime-no-Kyo)
"Ahhh!" said Yukimura: "Okunomatsu sake! I love you!"
Kyo smirked as he lit his pipe.
Death Fic, 2 and 3 (Manji and Eda)
Eda's breathing was ragged: "Hey, Manji ... did I get that bastard?"
"Yeah, babe, you did."
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Oh yes. He'd snarl the whole time unless nobody was looking, and even then he'd still probably grumble at the kid, but it'd get done and done adequately. Revy...I wouldn't really trust not to drop a cig and set the diaper on fire, or slip some Bacardi in the bottle. ("What? He stopped crying, didn't he?")