If you make up titles for stories I didn't write and tell me the fandom and a character/pairing, I will write one sentence (or a snippet, maybe) of that story.
Roy didn't like to leave his tent, when he wasn't on duty, as if by seeing nothing of the land but what he had to he could blot out the inescapable truth of who he was killing; but for Maes' own sanity, he would stand at the end of the military camp, staring out at the bloody sky as the sun sank low, trying to hoard the beauty of the moment like he hoarded Gracia's letters.
ooh, I like this meme. I had fun with it months ago. (http://rashaka.livejournal.com/1277909.html) Also, I'm going to cheat and add hints to the titles.
1) "Love Me Dead, Or, The Evening Copy Nin Kakashi Met A Real Life Vampire", Kakashi/? humor
2) "All Things Go" Zuko, Katara, freedom and philosophy
(You asked for funny, so I did the opposite. I'm just perverse like that. ^_^)
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He turned away. "Immortality doesn't interest me," he told her dismissively. Even her pitch, full of seductive, sensual phrases, coupled with her wanton body language, couldn't make living to see everyone he ever knew die sound enticing.
He stared out over the dance floor, keeping his sole original eye focused on the dancing bodies, and not any of the couples tucked into the shadows around the edge of the room, moving to a more primal, private beat than anything that was being pounded out of the speakers.
The vampire rose on tip toes, wrapped her arms around him from behind, and whispered in his ear, "You could take her with you."
He didn't respond.
"Think about it," she breathed, "You could have her, spend an eternity taking her in every manner you wish."
Against his will, Kakashi couldn't help but gaze at that corner, that particular couple: the Uchiha's hands fisted in her bright hair, restraining her as he daintily touched his lips to hers. Sakura was nothing so controlled: she kissed him delicately back, but her fingers dug into the sides of his rear, pulling him closer, undulating her hips against his.
If Sakura had been in his arms and half so responsive, Kakashi would not still be in a loud obnoxious bar. His heartbeat quickened at the thought; Sakura moving against him, lust and love and youth in every cell of her body, every scrap of her soul. He wondered if she could warm his soul the way she must Sasuke's.
"I'm not interested," Kakashi repeated, the words tasting like graveyard ashes in his mouth.
Thank you! I was thinking about vampirism and realizing that it would probably be the least enticing bride ever for Kakashi - until you added in the 'your loved ones live forever' and then it's a damn big carrot.
Plus, I'm a sucker for Kakashi wanting Sakura when she doesn't know.
I find it interesting that your vampire could almost be the seductress from my other drabble, which was inspired by the same song that prompted me to ask you for this one.
Katara realizes she made a grave, grave mistake at Zuko's wedding.
She listens to Mai repeat the traditional vows, vows heavy on duty and honor and obedience to any number of figures.
Mai speaks, voice monotone and face pale and yet she still glows.
Katara touches the new necklace at her throat, and has the feeling she sold herself away the moment she set her mother's jewelry aside, like it was talisman to keep her free.
When she hugs Zuko at the reception, she bites back the urge to hiss 'help me' in his scarred ear.
She thinks, of everyone she knows, he would understand how much of your soul you sell for family.
Frankly, if she got with Aang, I can't see it NOT happening. Because she would just have to give up so much of herself to be with him (she would constantly be editing out the darker, violent sides of her personality, imho.)
Kakashi opens the door and for one moment panic whites out his thoughts, and then he's racing through his home, leaping over bloodsplatters and if there was anyone to pray to, he would have been on his knees.
He found Sakura in their daughter's room. Bodies littered the floor and blood splashed across every surface, dripping down the white slants of Orin's cradle against which his wife slumped.
"Hey," she croaked weakly, as Orin's cubby hands reached through the balistrades of the crib and petted her mother's bloody hair.
She wasn't sure when it happened, but suddenly she wasn't looking forward to visiting the Fire Nation for the chance to wear her scarlet silks, or practice her bending with ocean as warm as bathwater, but to spar with the Fire Lord, and see the (tentative, hopeful, longing) confusion expression in his lopsided gaze.
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1) "Love Me Dead, Or, The Evening Copy Nin Kakashi Met A Real Life Vampire", Kakashi/? humor
2) "All Things Go" Zuko, Katara, freedom and philosophy
3) "Part My Hair With A Knife", your choice
Love Me Dead
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He turned away. "Immortality doesn't interest me," he told her dismissively. Even her pitch, full of seductive, sensual phrases, coupled with her wanton body language, couldn't make living to see everyone he ever knew die sound enticing.
He stared out over the dance floor, keeping his sole original eye focused on the dancing bodies, and not any of the couples tucked into the shadows around the edge of the room, moving to a more primal, private beat than anything that was being pounded out of the speakers.
The vampire rose on tip toes, wrapped her arms around him from behind, and whispered in his ear, "You could take her with you."
He didn't respond.
"Think about it," she breathed, "You could have her, spend an eternity taking her in every manner you wish."
Against his will, Kakashi couldn't help but gaze at that corner, that particular couple: the Uchiha's hands fisted in her bright hair, restraining her as he daintily touched his lips to hers. Sakura was nothing so controlled: she kissed him delicately back, but her fingers dug into the sides of his rear, pulling him closer, undulating her hips against his.
If Sakura had been in his arms and half so responsive, Kakashi would not still be in a loud obnoxious bar. His heartbeat quickened at the thought; Sakura moving against him, lust and love and youth in every cell of her body, every scrap of her soul. He wondered if she could warm his soul the way she must Sasuke's.
"I'm not interested," Kakashi repeated, the words tasting like graveyard ashes in his mouth.
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This is made of so much win, I... I have no words. ::applause::
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Plus, I'm a sucker for Kakashi wanting Sakura when she doesn't know.
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And which song is this?
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All Things Go
She listens to Mai repeat the traditional vows, vows heavy on duty and honor and obedience to any number of figures.
Mai speaks, voice monotone and face pale and yet she still glows.
Katara touches the new necklace at her throat, and has the feeling she sold herself away the moment she set her mother's jewelry aside, like it was talisman to keep her free.
When she hugs Zuko at the reception, she bites back the urge to hiss 'help me' in his scarred ear.
She thinks, of everyone she knows, he would understand how much of your soul you sell for family.
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Part My Hair With A Knife
He found Sakura in their daughter's room. Bodies littered the floor and blood splashed across every surface, dripping down the white slants of Orin's cradle against which his wife slumped.
"Hey," she croaked weakly, as Orin's cubby hands reached through the balistrades of the crib and petted her mother's bloody hair.
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"From Afar", Sokka/Yue
"All the Colors I Am", Toph
"The Changing of the Seasons", Zuko/Katara
"The Changing Of The Seasons"