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*looks at to-do list*
Oh, right, now my brain decides it wants to tell stories.
The day the availability of my writing ability lines up with the availability of my free time, I will throw a fucking parade.
Hmph.
The first ten people to leave drabble requests may get something written for them when I've listened to these lecture recordings and typed up notes. Fandoms I'm currently feeling creatively inclined towards are Bones, Avatar, Naruto and...probably Iron Man. You could try me with Doctor Who/Torchwood or BSG, but I'm massively behind on all of them. Or you could just throw a random prompt up there and then bat your eyes hopefully -- you know me, I'm not very good at turning down challenges.
Oh, right, now my brain decides it wants to tell stories.
The day the availability of my writing ability lines up with the availability of my free time, I will throw a fucking parade.
Hmph.
The first ten people to leave drabble requests may get something written for them when I've listened to these lecture recordings and typed up notes. Fandoms I'm currently feeling creatively inclined towards are Bones, Avatar, Naruto and...probably Iron Man. You could try me with Doctor Who/Torchwood or BSG, but I'm massively behind on all of them. Or you could just throw a random prompt up there and then bat your eyes hopefully -- you know me, I'm not very good at turning down challenges.
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This is an old argument. Neji suspects he is simply the easiest person for Naruto to argue with, in the absence of any other likely suspects. The knowledge just makes him angrier.
"You know nothing," he hisses. "You have no idea what I would give to be free of my name's weight."
He waits for the next outburst, but after a moment Naruto lifts his hand and Neji stands very still as the Uzumaki pushes his hitai-ate and his headband upwards as a single block of fabric, laying bare the blue lines on his forehead. Naruto traces them with one finger and Neji thinks, all right then, and puts his own hand square against the curse seal on the other boy's stomach. He can feel body warmth through the shirt and he can feel roiling spitting power underneath that, totally at odds with Naruto's calm eyes.
They stand like that for a while and then Naruto says, his voice layered with laughter, "I suppose we could call this one a draw."
Neither of them are the type to accept compromise. But Neji nods.
Hyuuga Neji can read violence in the line of someone's elbow and envy in the pattern of their lips and breath -- he's good, he's very good, but if the people around him are books then Naruto is written in large, stark characters meant for people with the blindness that Neji's eyes only hint mockingly at, or for children. He is a book well illustrated. Open and guileless in everything he does and every expression that moves fluidly across his features, simple to interpret, effortless to read.
This would be easy, Neji realises. He moves his fingers purposefully against the seal and Naruto looks at him, curious and aware, the heat of his skin and the violence of his chakra creating something in Neji's body that he is far too self-aware not to recognise as desire.This would be easy, and perhaps it would be fun. But easy has never been something that Neji values: there is no strength to be found in taking something that offers no challenge.
But to hold oneself back from taking something so simply offered -- yes, there is strength in that.
Neji pulls his hand away, and smiles, and adds Uzumaki Naruto to the long, long list of things that he wants but he will not let himself have.
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Oh, my heart! Oh, I love it! laskfjalskdfa *whimpers* Oh, fahye!!
mmnnngh, seal kink omfg
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Neji and Naruto are FASCINATING. I don't know if I could make them work, honestly and properly, but there are SO MANY issues about power and destiny and family and ambition there to be explored. Mmm. Messy.
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You want recs?Did you readAnd did I tell you how much I love this?
This is an old argument. Neji suspects he is simply the easiest person for Naruto to argue with, in the absence of any other likely suspects. The knowledge just makes him angrier.
SO SO MUCH. lkajsflaskd I can't stop rereading. It's WONDERFUL!
This pairing came about in a strange way, for me: My e-Twin,
It may have something to do with the high fic quality and gorgeous lack of fangirl japanese by the people who write it.
So, ...let's see the scar! You can't just tease, like that.
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Ahahaha. Scar. Um...it starts under my left arm and stretches maybe 15cm across my back, curving upwards like a quarter of a circle. If that makes sense.
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♥ (http://sarolynne.livejournal.com/74372.html)
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(Major heart surgery when I was very very wee. My aorta did this:
instead of this:
so half of it had to be removed.)
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But whyyyyyyyyy no naked pictures? >D *icon*
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Besides, I tell everyone I got the scar in a knife fight.
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Suddenly, you actually sound Aussie, in my head. SO CUTE! >_> Ever considered doing a voice post?
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But, okay! I shall not be a choosy beggar, today! No sirree, Bob!
May I suggest a dramatic reading of Naruto 401?