aquabean: (killersquirrel)
So... stay up all night and what happens next? You end up rec-ing bizare and cracked out Weiss porn. Ohyeah.

Two assassins walk into a bar...

Another peanut bounced across the counter, glancing off Ken’s hand and spinning on the glossy wood.

Ken slammed his hand down on the small, round nut as Farfarello reached for it, catching the tips of the other man’s fingers under his palm. "That’s mine now."

"Including my fingers?"

by Ningengirai

And then you have a Schwartz that's all... Nice?

"Why... is Schwarz.....being so nice...? Why?" Omi sounded like he'd rather not have wasted the effort to speak, and he looked better when he lapsed into silence yet again.

"Crawford... ... said so." Nagi struggled for an explanation as to why Schwarz had taken the orphan in. "This is probably too late... I never wanted to fight Weiss. I never wanted to fight you. I did so because Crawford ordered us to. I can't answer your questions... I'm sorry... I don't know how. Because I don't know why exactly, either."

They were interrupted by a knock on the door. At Nagi's greeting, Crawford came in.

"Have I arrived too late, or just in the nick of time?" he asked, sitting down on Nagi's bed. "I knew you were going to ask that... I've come with the only explanation I could possibly give you." Omi waited patiently.
"You... remind me of my son."

Glass Castles
by Yami Bakura
aquabean: (Waiting for the fire...)
I spam. But in a good way.

by [ profile] karotsamused

He shouldn’t have come back. He berates himself, looking up at that imposing façade, leaning against a pillar at the farthest corner of the quad. Yet, this place feels like home somehow, like anticipation and success and exasperation and all of the emotions he used to pour into his returns to Risembool. People there knew him as Edward, and it was one of the only two places.

Ed Elric the civilian stands in front of Central Headquarters and shuts his eyes, remembering.

Fic rec.

Dec. 4th, 2005 06:27 pm
aquabean: (We were soldiers once...)
The amazing Karot has done it. She's written the Roy/Hughes I've been waiting for. If only because it makes my heart break for Roy all over again.

By [ profile] karotsamused

Roy Mustang smiles politely at the woman on his best friend’s arm, introducing himself with an open hand instead of a salute. Maes had demanded he not meet this woman with his uniform on, by manner of sly intimation and the twinkle in his cat-gold eyes.
aquabean: (Bad Hoodoo...)
To begin with, a huge, huge, thank you to everyone who commented on freakout yesterday. *sheepish* Thank guys.

And now for...

The lovely [ profile] karotsamused has been writing Samurai Champloo. And she's doin' a little bit of everything, Jin and Mugen flirt fight, Fuu with flowers, and "If Mugen didn’t know any better, he’d swear the world had it out for him,".

[ profile] snowyheart is brilliant and wrote me brilliantly evil 838 college AU.

For those of you who venture into the world of DC comics, [ profile] xparrot has finished Summertime, her excellent Static/Richie StaticShock fic.

Theology Spam
(Taken from my new favorite community: [ profile] merton_moments) This made me think of something I was talking with [ profile] pvt_tiger about the other day.

As soon as God gets you in one monastery you want to be in another. )

Poetry Spam
And the Word )

Icons for [ profile] excursionista
Maps )

Other News
My last day of work is in 17 days. I need a new job. *writhes* If I fail at life it's totally my own fault. Anyone in greater SD area hiring for someone with admin experience and a degree from a good liberal art's college? Aguh.

Lunch is the next important thing today, though making plans for when [ profile] madpinkflamingo gets out here is also big on today's list. Oh, and darlin', just so you know, I've finally got some M/J stuff typed up. I'll send it your way later.

Well, I now fully intend to eat more pie, have a little more broccoli and maybe make myself some soup. Oohh...soup. That does sound good. *contented sigh* You just can't go wrong with a day off in the middle of the week. It's good for the soul.

That and free time to make icons.... BWAhahahah... ^___^
aquabean: (Flirts with death...)
Life like a cartoon network filler.
Number of times I was called by the doctor's office today: 2
Number of times it was an actual human on the phone: 0
Price of pine nuts per pound: $9
Quantity of pine nuts burned in the toaster oven: 3 tbs
Blenders still untouched and in their box: 1
Number of food processors I owned on Friday: 0
Food processors I own today: 2
Food processors my mum still has: 4
Fatal mistakes made today: 3
Number of fatal mistakes involving Ohio: 2
Weeks Bug has to find me a job: 8
Miles Nan walked today: 7
Cost of admission to the SD Zoo: $21
Distance between Cincinnati and SD: 1868 miles
Time it will take to drive that far with Bug: 1 week
Percentage likely hood I'll move to Ohio in the next three months: 73%
Amount of this that is Bug's fault: 100%

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Dudes! [ profile] miss_arel wrote Havoc/Breda. She wrote my manga OTP! *mad squee* And it's good! It's cute and makes sense and it's Breda-centric. Seriously, it just wins.


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If, as you live your life, you find yourself mentally composing LJ entries about it, post this exact same sentence in your Live Journal.
aquabean: (The Fight.)
Okay, much, much to catch up on. Which means I'm finally getting to some of the comments I've got sitting in my inbox. I'm thisclose to being done. Did take the time tonight to make my first Samurai Champloo icon. ...Doesn't have a single character in it, huh? Well, I did it anyway.

The rest in a numbered outline:

1. [ profile] karotsamused wrote me fic for [ profile] slashtheslasher. Dude, I get to carry a sword! Sooooooo stoked on it. *grins* *glomps Karot* Much love. Much squee. And yes, my partner? The. Best. Hee.

2. One Piece is much better uncut. Really, the blood and everything just raises the stakes that much more and suddenly you're super invested in these characters. Even if the translations are on crack. "My treasure. I put it over there," indeed.
2.a. Luffy gets hotter when he's angry. The Angry Eyes look good on him.
2.b. I figured out why there's so much Sanji love. It's the skinny tie. That and the undone top button on his dress shirt. And his crush on Zolo is just plain cute.

3. Lastly, a Haiku. From the generator, of course.

omi would say
do both realize your boyfriend
is a stupid name


May. 30th, 2005 10:26 am
aquabean: (Was it good for you?)
There are times when a little 583 is just the way to start off a paid holiday. Actually, it would probably make most days better. Heh.

by [ profile] louiselux.

'Here you are,' said Hakkai, putting a plate down in front of Goku.

Goku stared at the cake. It had sprinkles and fake cream and was as big as his entire head.

'For me? Thanks!'

'Yeah,' said Sanzo. 'Now shut up and eat.'

Goku did and soon the eating was accompanied by a gentle lover's croon to his beautiful, sweet cake. Sanzo sighed.

'Distraction complete,' murmured Gojyo very quietly.


May. 10th, 2005 10:15 am
aquabean: (Furious Angel)
My Nagi love grows with every passing day. [ profile] mistressrenet certainly isn't hurting anything either.

They're evil, greedy puppies and I love them.
aquabean: (Between the emotion and the response)
So, I've slowly been getting myself addicted to FullMetal Alchemist. I love Ed and I love Al and Hughes just makes my insides turn to nothing but fuzzy warmness. And then there's Roy. I've always liked him. He's cocky and a bastard to Ed, and protective as all get-out. He needs Hughes like meat needs salt, and he's got ambition the where most people have common sense, and then he's got enough common sense to make himself Fuhrer one day too. I've always liked him, but there wasn't every really anything in it. Until an episode I saw a while back. There was a war, and we saw Roy, before. He was an idealist. The light in his eyes was the same light that you see in Ed's eyes sometimes, and then...oh, and then there was the war.

The Roy that we see poking at Ed, plotting with Hughes, quietly planning to rule the country isn't the same Roy who left for the war in Ishvar, isn't the same Roy who came back from the war either. There is a remarkable, remarkable man hiding inside all that bravado and dry sarcasm.

And then there are the fic that make you fall in love with a character all over again. I've got two authors and three fic to rec for you tonight. Fic that made me look first at Roy and then at what he and Ed could be together, all over again.

Jelly Beans
By [ profile] kay_cricketed

There is an absurdity to the horror of war that walks a fine line between dark humour and madness.

Roy didn't answer. He was slumped on his cot in the darkness, leaning back against one of the poles that supported the tent. In the corner, his boots were messily thrown against the wall, the top half of his uniform sprawled beside them in the dry earth that was the entirety of Ishvar.

The top few buttons of his shirt were undone, and he held a half-empty bottle of sour liquor in one hand and a tiny black bag in the other.

Maes quietly closed the flap behind him. It was going to be one of those days.

Deaf Shot
By [ profile] kay_cricketed

Even those who return with out scars do not return whole.

He slips into a robe-- a new, fresh, laundry soap-scented robe of terry cloth-- and sits on the bed again. Stares at the closed windows, dark eyes considering, lost and somehow bewildered. The unfamiliar feel of bristling carpet under his feet seems strange after so much time in the sand, sinking down into the dunes with every step. The bed is incredibly soft under his hands, and feels wonderful to lay back upon. It is, quite literally, perfect.

And it is so quiet.

By morning, Roy is sleeping on the floor.

Situation Normal
By [ profile] ciceqi (Sleeps With Coyotes)

It's hard being good looking. Roy could have told Ed that.

Ed scowled, though one of his brows arched helplessly at his brother's display. "What is with you people lately?" he demanded, not really expecting an answer. He hadn't gotten one yet, though he'd taken to asking more often recently. Loudly, and with twice as much arm-waving as the question had ever merited before.

"It's nothing!" Al squeaked, one huge hand lifting to rasp sheepishly over the back of his head. "Really!"

Ed sighed. That was what they all said....

Al would've bitten his tongue if he still had one, but he settled for trudging along silently in his brother's wake. He even took back all the unkind thoughts he'd had at the beginning of this mess. Ed wasn't being purposefully oblivious--he was just plain clueless. And Al wasn't about to explain the birds and the bees to his older brother.
aquabean: (King's to you)
Sometimes I issues challenges on a whim. Sometimes it really pays off.

by [ profile] new_kate.

Ban knows how to do this. He did this before. Deconstructed himself with a careful precision, chose parts that were still strong, self-sufficient, reasonable. Made a shiny new Ban out of them. Hated the result. He did it all before, he would do it again. Promise is a promise.
aquabean: (My fandom is SHINY!)
I have been a slacker of late. This means not so much with the posting and even less with the maintaining of my inbox. Time for a cleaning!

Fic Rec!

Crossfire, by [ profile] hane (Saiyuki)

Hazel persisted. "Would you change your blood, if you could? Change your eyes and hair, choose one side and never look back, if it were an option?"

Your eyes and hair are an admonishment to me, Gojyo-san. Except Cho Gonou was dead, and Hakkai didn't needed to be reminded any further of blood.

".......yes." An exhaled admission, quiet as the night wind.

"I can give you that."

Temptaion by [ profile] zero_sleep (Weiss Kruez)
(Just discovered another brilliant author. You'll be seeing a lot more of her stuff rec'd here.)

"Where's Ken?"

With a lazy smile Yohji shrugs and props his feet up on the edge of the table. "Gone."

He can almost see the words itching under Aya's skin, 'Don't do that, Yohji.' 'Get your feet off the table, Yohji.'

Aya sighs and presses a floury thumb to his forehead instead. "You'll have to do then."

"Do what?"


"Oh ho." Now this is an act almost unprecedented. Aya, ask him for help? Yohji mock salutes in the face of Aya's obvious displeasure, "Anything for you, fearless leader!"

Pay it Forward by [ profile] nightfallrising (Saiyuki)
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5.

Jien got up there, turned him around roughly by the shoulders. Gonou didn't seem to notice. He just turned his attack on Jien and kept on howling....

Finally, when the boy was reduced to pounding helplessly on the floor with one weak fist, Jien flopped down beside him with a grin, and clapped him on the shoulder. "Not bad for a nunnery brat, shrimp," he said companionably. "You're pretty fast, for a bookworm."

Gonou just lay there and heaved, but he did stop pounding. Eventually, he glared up and barked, "Next time I'll beat you."

"You don't know how," Jien pointed out.

Gonou stewed for a minute, then swallowed and clenched his jaw and demanded, "Show me."

The Protection of Angels by [ profile] elizacake (Boondock Saints/SeaQest)
Heads up: Twincest, and fairly graphic sex. Not that'll stop most of you though, huh? Heh.
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6.

The perspective of looking down the barrel must be deceiving, for when the gunman lowered the weapon and stuck it in his belt, Lucas realized it wasn't that big. And, under other circumstances, the face that eventually came into focus through his panicked haze might have been considered beautiful. But with gagging tape being ripped from his mouth, this was not the time to notice those kind of things.

Motivation in Parts by [ profile] zero_sleep (Full Metal Panic)
Rating/Warning: NC17. Slash (Yaoi), dubious consent, pedophilia, and a little bit of violence. I think that covers everything.

"Gauron knows what he's talking about, and he's our leader, for now anyway. Don't talk back to him, Kashim. Don't disobey him." He pauses and runs a hand through his hair, glancing briefly and Kashim's sprawled form. "He's smart, Kashim, he'll keep us alive."

Kashim sits up unsteadily and glares at Zaied, puts his hands up and shoves in retaliation. "I know," he grumbles. "You didn't have to shake so hard."

Zaied shrugs and his lips quirk into what might have once been a smile. "With your thick head?" he snorts. "You'd die before you'd listen if I didn't."


The lovely [ profile] nightfallrising sent me this little piece of fun with photoshop. Heh.
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You read drabbles, I read drabbles. You write drabbles, I write drabbles. But what do you do when there's a great drabble you think more people should know about? 'Cause really, who rec's drabbles? WE do! [ profile] fic_concentrate is the new community set up specifically to rec drabbles. Go on, sign up, give us tasty bit-sized bits of ficcy goodness!
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Snarky Poetry )
aquabean: (Hee! by snowyheart)
Have I mentioned lately that I love [ profile] snowyheart? 'Cause you know, I do. What do I love almost as much as Snowy? Her fic. Like this one.

Bad Kindergarten Children.

As one, they both released death-grips and vise-holds to seat themselves on either side of him, compliant but in various degrees of injured sulk.

Of course, this meant that they were all now Best Friends.

Striking again with her perfect characterization, she tells a story that you will love. Drama, intrigue, and humour (but don't tell the boys) all make for one of the best, most entertaining stories I've come across in while.

Go! Read! Fall in love with her work too.
aquabean: (King's to you by snowyheart)
[ profile] snowyheart's done it again. Beautiful and wonderful and so painfully, terribly lonely and Sanzo.

Over Again.

Go, read. Tell the girl how brilliant she is.


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