So much fail.
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tuesdayficarchivedSo my lost purse with my debit card (now hot carded) and I think with A Movable Feast (thankfully already finished, though I'm one of the few in my class who likes it, damn it)? Also had my flash drive in it. And I hadn't sent important paper to my prof while all fucked up with sleep dep like I thought I had. And it was only on that lost flashdrive.
So! I'll be writing more than one paper while staying up tonight. What does this additional bit of stress mean? My loss is your gain.
Drabble trading. Yes, I know I had prompts open, but they're closed except to someone who'd asked about a fandom before I wrote this entry. This is more stress than usual, and I need something to keep me from hiding in the library basement's bathroom and never, ever, ever coming out again. There are sinks in that bathroom, and a surprisingly clean floor. I could make it until starvation set in, and so few people come along it would be years before they found my body.
You write me one drabble (and I'll be loose in the definition of this), and I'll write you two--basically, I write one, you write one, I give you another. Rinse and repeat for however long you like. I'm crossposting this with my fandom journal.
And . . . go!
ETA: Tomorrow, 4/24/2008, at 11:59:59 p.m., the drabble trade will officially be Over. By which I mean I will answer any submitted before that time with the two to one deal, but merely admire and feedback any submitted after. Because of this, you can submit as many as you want without waiting for me to catch up (and even make vague suggestions I might follow for my responses). So. Last chance. TWO TO ONE. GO!
(If I'm flooded, I'm going to try to have all my responses back by the end of finals, but I make no guarantees other than there will be responses to everything submitted before 12:00:00 4/25.)
Closed
So! I'll be writing more than one paper while staying up tonight. What does this additional bit of stress mean? My loss is your gain.
Drabble trading. Yes, I know I had prompts open, but they're closed except to someone who'd asked about a fandom before I wrote this entry. This is more stress than usual, and I need something to keep me from hiding in the library basement's bathroom and never, ever, ever coming out again. There are sinks in that bathroom, and a surprisingly clean floor. I could make it until starvation set in, and so few people come along it would be years before they found my body.
You write me one drabble (and I'll be loose in the definition of this), and I'll write you two--basically, I write one, you write one, I give you another. Rinse and repeat for however long you like. I'm crossposting this with my fandom journal.
And . . . go!
(If I'm flooded, I'm going to try to have all my responses back by the end of finals, but I make no guarantees other than there will be responses to everything submitted before 12:00:00 4/25.)
Closed
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Gender-swap Prank
Date: 2008-04-17 01:18 am (UTC)Naruto prodded his chest and then grinned widely, “this is so cool.
“That is not the word I would use Naruto,” Lee yipped as he folded his arms tightly across his chest and flushed. “Embarrassing, humiliating, unyouthf-“
“Freakin’ awesome,” Naruto agreed as he swept his arms right, “behold! My tits are like three times bigger’n everyone else’s here!”
Shino made a small choked sound and swiveled, trying to catch sight of his own ass, which had sprouted dispraportionally as the weight had swept from his entire body and centered there, and his chest. What had been a loose-fitting sweater now strained at the buttons.
Kiba for the most part was too busy cackling to himself and bouncing up and down to take much notice in Shino’s horrific predicament.
“I think it’s awful,” Sakura raged, “why the hell do I have a beard now? Whose sick idea of a joke is this?!”
Jiraiya wisely said nothing at all, and tried to figure out where Kakashi and Gai had gotten off to.
YOU KNOW I CANNOT RESIST THIS
Date: 2008-04-17 02:12 am (UTC)Guy smirked and returned to what he was doing. Kakashi moaned, and buried both hands in Guy's hair, spreading his legs wide. "Multiple orgasms," he mumbled. "Who knew?"
When Naruto burst in, shouting something happily about a cure, Kakashi had to be held down so he wouldn't kill his erstwhile student. Naruto impeded these efforts at preserving his own life by insisting, "no, really, I want to die."
When Sakura wandered in to see what all the noise was about (and why they hadn't assembled for their cure yet) and saw the situation, Naruto very nearly got his wish.
Re: YOU KNOW I CANNOT RESIST THIS
Date: 2008-04-17 02:48 am (UTC)"God, Guy, it's just a face," said Kakashi finally, pushed Guy away to glare fiercely. "If I don't get to at least second base tonight, I will kill you."
Guy knew his smile had long since gone goofy, but he couldn't help it. Guy leaned in and finally touched their lips together. Then, for Kakashi's sake (and okay, maybe his own), Guy skipped straight to third.