Who procrastinates like whoa?

Act V, set to Claire Voyant - Mercy.

( the beauty in the crime is: you don't feel a thing. )

Notes: Once, Finland was a Duchy of Russia. To strain relations between Sweden and Finland, Russia elevated the Finnish language to the same level of importance Swedish enjoyed. It was a smooth move; even today, there's a very obvious tension between the two countries.

This was a response written for hetalia_kink. It was a totally awesome prompt, and I'm glad I got the chance to jump on it. The actual porning in itself is kind of weak, but I haven't written anything remotely porny in pretty much forever, so. Bear with me, eh?

Also, writing sane, quietly evil Russia-kun is way too much fun.


Russia shows Sweden his place in the world, by leaving his mark on the one thing Sweden cannot protect -- his wife.

( every hook, every eye )

Summary: In the last days of the Cold War, a conversation between Alfred (US) and Toris (Lithuania). Also, US-kun really needs to pay attention to his history.

( and your hands on the balcony )

This is pretty much my longest attempt at a multi-part. WTF, right?

Act IV, set to Kenna - Hell Bent

( you're losing me )

Plz to be telling me I'm not the only one all unf unf unf over the last few chapters? Because I am. >D (Also, don't expect this sudden run of things coming out at a decent pace to last; the inspiration is flowing, yes, but tomorrow is Moving In day, and it's just the beginning of my favorite clusterfuck of all time: re-situating. Alas!)


Act III, set to Tom McRae - The Boy with the Bubblegun.

( if words could kill i'd spell out your name )

I'm still alive, kids. This has been close to finished for some time, but with the moving and all I haven't had time to get to it -- that, and I kind of forgot that I was trying to keep these bits short, and I was trying to fill it in. Bah.

I dislike using honorifics in English language fiction, but it's pretty hard to get away from them where Itachi and Naruto are concerned, you know?

Act II, set to A Perfect Circle - Passive

( it's your right, and your ability, to become my perfect enemy )

So, this was actually the first Naruto fic I ever started writing. It's been molding on various hard drives since about, gee, 2003. You'd think that after four years, I'd somehow manage to come up with some truly inspiring opus, but there was a reason that it sat there. I'd look at it from time to time, half-finished as it was with bits that I was totally pleased with, and just not know how to get to the end. Surprisingly enough, I ended up pulling pretty much all of those parts, because I've learned a lot about characterization in that time, and I've learned a lot about Kakashi as well. I also discovered that I prefer writing present-tense to past-tense.

Originally, it was titled 'Bad Guys', and was supposed to be follow a conversation between Kakashi and Naruto over morality and Zabuza and Haku's villain status. The end product, however, deviated considerably, and while I still wanted to follow that thread (and may at some later time), it became a lighter piece on Naruto's first real encounter with mortality and reality as he never imagined it.

Inspiration via Portishead and, uh, Dan Fogelburg. (SHUT UP DON'T JUDGE ME. D:) Naruto is not mine, and I'm totally making no money whatsoever with my fandrivel. Comments are appreciated -- I wonder if you can tell where I picked it up?

( where the morn meets the dew and the tide rises )

Just realized that this never got archived anywhere, due to it being super-secret Secret Santa fic for anzila from this last Christmas at kh_drabble. So. That said, have some Leon/Aerith waff; spoilers only for Hollow Bastion's "true" name.

( skating around the truth )

( author/fic notes )

Act One, set to Coil - Rosa Decidua/In Memory of Truth.

( I've wound myself tight into the hedgerows )

So, hurrah me. Recently, I decided to just up and get a seperate domain to house my growing pile of fics. Therefore, I'd like to introduce to y'all karaoke-soul.net. I've gone with the eFiction CMS, which despite lots of bugs and whatnot, is still a remarkable piece of script (I'm almost positive it's the script Ficwad uses). So. I've spent a good pile of hours the last day or two to skin it (kind of plain, but meh), figure out the quirks, and upload almost all of the surviving pieces. I'm, um, really excited about this. :3

As an added bonus, there's a module that makes me particularly happy; people visiting can post challenges, so feel free to test it out and give me something to write about!

If you're interested, check out the site and tell me what you think. I'm planning on adding some more skins in the future, at the very least -- like I don't have enough design projects already. ToT Any input or ideas would be loved.

As for fiction, I'm currently working on volume two of Fragments, as well as thinking about resurrecting an old Tekken epic I was working on some number of years ago. Still plotting Death Note epic, but the amount of research involved is kind of intense, and I'm muddled in places with where exactly I want it to go toward the middle. O_o

Notes: So, I had this idea the other day, as kind of a writing exercise, because I'm a total masochist when it comes to that sort of thing. The gist is to use each chapter's cover page of the Naruto manga as something of a prompt, and yeah, the total on that is, as of this week, somewhere in the 340's. ( more rambles, er, notes )

( the things they replace )

Another Death Note fic. I'm not happy with it, but I've been staring at it for hours and I don't want to deal with it anymore. LightxL slash, not worth an NC-17, but definitely a hard R for sexin'.

Summary: It is a battle of a different kind, though no less brutal.

( hold on to me tightly i'm a sliding scale )

Sora has his first run-in with snow. Goofy thinks of someone else.

Spoiler-free. I finally break my self-imposed rule of not using the prompt in the fic, sigh, but there are only so many words for snow that aren't just silly in fiction. I have been hit with Death Note Plot of Doom, homg.



( cotton snow just dances, falling quietly, thickly  )

Oh, man. Another new fandom for me. >.> This is a test-run for future DN stuff which may or may not happen, also this is me getting my feet wet. Bless.

Living with ghosts has never been easy. Spoilers up to the end of the (manga) series.

( And you will forget: death or life will take him from your minds. )

On Axel, and the final encounter with an old friend -- perhaps. Spoilers for near-end of the game. This was written while under the influence of Apoptygma Berserk (with special regards to Unicorn).

I'm really sorry for those of you who just got your flist SPAMMED. >.< I kind of got behind. Sorry, y'all.

( there's no such thing as the courage to die )

Ambiguous referencing of SoraKairi's Others, not really warning-worthy though. I feel bad letting such a good prompt (reflections) go to waste. >.< It kind of got rushed for fear of missing deadlines (I won't be off work until it's over, I'm sure), and while it maintained the basics of the original idea, it didn't go nearly where I wanted to.

( Is that really you or is it someone else? )

No spoilers, just speculation, set in the far-future. An abbreviated piece of something that will eventually be much bigger and more fleshed out. Sort of a response, or maybe an alternate ending, to this recent influx of Sora being left to go it alone at the end of things stories.


( I'm coming to you now, with this child in tow )

Written for the prompt, in someone else's arms. I'd be more proud of the fact that this is an honest-to-god 100-word drabble, except that the words won't come out right and, well, you know. Riku introspective. Literal interpretation, hurr.

( the taste of salt and spinning ice )

First writing in like ... two or three years. Uwaaah.

Kingdom Hearts fic. No spoilers besides a name-dropping. Fluff. Halloween fic. OT3?

( a man sings in the street )

Neglecting homework, as is usual. SURPRISE, yo.

Naruto fic. Abiguous. Yondaime goodness. Angsty fun! For the Yondaime drabble contest over at Narutoyaoi ML. (pathetic for a contest, but I was late getting started, and I figured that if they were gonna extend the deadline for my dumb ass, the least I could do would actually be to DO one.)

( there are no flowers, no, not this time )