So much fail.

[tuesdayficarchived]

So 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.)

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[zorame.livejournal.com]

Just a drabble? Any drabble? You're on.

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"I always thought it'd be ... bigger."

"It is big. It is vast and enormous and endless," Lee protested as he situated himself a bit more firmly at Gaara's side, and stealthily shook beach sand from his bandages.

It wasn't that Lee was unused to sand; spending as much time around the Kazekage as he tended to, he was used to sand inching and creeping into every crevasse of his body, sifting through his hair, or forever having to be dug free from under fingernails.

This sand felt different, grittier somehow, like comparing talc powder to dirt. Lee hefted a handful of it and dropped it, watching as it clumped damp back against the rest. "I wasn't talking about the sea," Gaara piped up quietly to his right. Lee glanced over at him briefly and nodded, only once.

He too had expected ... more.

The two genin stood and brushed themselves off, and walked away side by side from the sea. Behind them, foam crested red and thick up along the shore, gently lapping over the still bodies, two of them, matted green and red.

My drabble - let me shows you it

[lizfu.livejournal.com]

I couldn't think of any fanfiction *fails* so I decided to give you original fiction. Exactly 100 words. Quality is not guaranteed, unfortunately. Man, Zane is an asshole....:

When Zane looks at Luca, he sees the other man’s sister. They share the same sleek black hair, though hers had been shinier while Luca’s is dull at any angle in any light. They have the same build: slim and small. As Zane holds him in his arms, it feels like he is holding her all over again. Luca isn’t weak as she had been. He genuinely has muscle on his body, though in his uniform, it is hard to tell. Underneath, Zane feels the same fragility that Luca’s sister had, and when he kisses Luca, he's kissing her again.

Gai, Kakashi

[fascimility.livejournal.com]

[I hope things go better with you. TT____TT The part about starving in the bathroom scares me. It's a horrid and sinking and utterly helpless and raging feeling to lose something that important. D: Chill. ♥ Stay okay.]

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Gai thrust his hips out in a manly show of prowess. The glare of the sun magnified tenfold upon being reflected off the surface of Gai's teeth, rendering Kakashi temporarily blind.

He squinted through the unrelenting glare, but relented in a moment conceded some ground by raising a languid arm in defence.

"Like this!" Gai proclaimed, ever so subtly shifting his stance. "The angle of your hips is incorrect, Kakashi!"

Well damn, Kakashi thought. The sharingan might render flawless illusions to the viewer, Gai, Gai's sunsets and waves were seen by everyone.

It was with great regret that nightfall came, and with it the ignomity of defeat. There was no illusion that escaped Kakashi's mastery, save perhaps the inexplicability of sheer Gai-ness. Kakashi didn't think his raging blizzard over snowy wasteland would cut it, even if Gai seemed ammenable. He'd never been a sunset and waves person anyway.

[imbrii.livejournal.com]

Temari had no idea why Tenten came to her for sex advice. She was minding her own business in a bathhouse, soaking in a sinful amount of water when Tenten entered and said "I need some advice," and starting pouring out how Neji was a dead fuck and Tenten was ridiculously virginal.
It went on and on and on until the Sunagakure shinobi couldn't fucking take it anymore. "Get dressed and find your prissy boyfriend."
"What?" Tenten blinked her big brown eyes, stopping mid-sentence about how she was scared about going down on Neji or some shit. Amateurs.
"I don't do advice," Temari explained as she stood up, not bothering to hide her body with a towel. "I do hands-on.”

Journal log, Konoha day 3

[blackheisei.livejournal.com]

[As previously suspected, trees make people strange. This is the only explanation for the behavior of the ninja of this village. Some chemical in the pollen... maybe spores from the mushrooms.

They eat mushrooms. Kankuro informs me that mushrooms can be dangerous, containing toxins that kill or impair. I find this telling evidence.

Rock Lee is a prime subject for observation. While his strength is impressive, his training methods are reckless. I find it suspect that he actually DESIRES to behave like his teacher. Also: Lee eats mushrooms. FROM THE GROUND. He picked one off the ground of the forest, brushed it off, and ATE IT. It must be the mushrooms.

...I must see if I can get Temari to eat one. So that I can observe her behavior. I would try Kankuro, but I am unsure I would be able to tell if his strange behavior was fungus related, or traumatic brain injury from battle.

...That is another possible explanation for Rock Lee. I must observe more.

Gaara]