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Hee! So there's this meme thing where you post the first lines of your fic and other people write drabbles starting from your first lines.

I wrote this Hakkai/Gojyo for absenceofmind (originally here):

[set during the Rikudo arc]

Theirs is a kitchen love. Or perhaps, rather, the space where a kitchen should have existed to contain it.

Rather, their current room doesn't have one; Gojyo's always one to stay near the hearth for warmth on cold nights but he doesn't have any heat to spare from the rain and Gojyo asks the serving maid if he could warm her bed with her. Here Sanzo yells at the kappa, for disturbing his sensibilities, when all Gojyo-san was trying to find was a comfortable place to sleep.

He thinks, to himself, to find someone who doesn't mind cold feet.

He thinks, perhaps, he will stay awake tonight.

Except.

--Gojyo opened the door, and kept himself first, like a shield. The youkai they found were eating the guts out of a disembowled man, and the dark part of him thought how appropriate and laughed and laughed and.

"A kitchen isn't a place to eat things!"

He thought, inanely, that it's not like Gojyo follows the rule himself, sneaking bits over shoulder and under his arm though it not like he stops him, but.

"Gojyo behind you!"

But first they'll remove these trespassers. They do not belong here.

And this Kenren/Tenpou for lebateleur (originally here):

Kenren was good at doing a good many things. At least forty-two of them were horitzontal, or some variation thereof. At least five hundred and fifty six recipients of which were a mistake, eighty-one of which were less than impressive, thirty of which were a disaster, and one...whom he does not know how to catagorize.

The sheets rub roughly, stinks of old sweat, and is an odd yellow like melted butter in sunlight. It is uncomfortable. The dish they're using as an asstray, balanced between them on the bed like a pivot, is close to overfilling and Tenpou is reading flat on his back with book propped on his chest and completely, utterly absorbed. In the book, that is, and not him.

Kenren wonders how dust has a chance to exist in Heaven, but thinks that if it could exist anywhere it was here, hanging around the cigarette smoke and rumpledness of his Marshal, adding a glow to the air.

He has never felt more awake.

If you want to play too, here are mine:

[1] He clasped Sparrow’s hand, and turned it over; they’d been swept apart as soon as they boarded the Dauntless, Jack’s gold and jewels replaced by irons, and he never had a chance to properly bind the wound.

[2] The heated bars of the brig left marks on both their hands.

[3] It was late.

[4] It's all a tangle.

[5] “What are you up to ‘ere, me boyo?”

[6] Listen to me, luv, it wasn’t like that!”

[7] “…and then she hit me!” Jack circled sand with the heel of his bottle.

[8] The iron is cold against my wrists above my head and my back is being carved with scratches from the uneven stone wall.

[9] Severus has refused.

[10] There are assumptions and there are assumptions.

[11] Will saw her first with sea water on his tongue, half-drowned and gasping.

[12] 'Have you heard of Sparrow?'

[13] Blood money paid for a floor so fine, o Barrillo cousin, how many pounds of flesh did you trade?

[14] Men, over-tall and boyish-thin, were still reasonably porportioned, Gimli thought as they trudged through snow.

[15] Voldemort held a velvet box thoughtfully.

[16] Voldemort surveys the presented children approvingly.

[17] Johnny Depp smiles guardedly at the Camera.

[18] Johnny stumbled and swayed out of the steam room.

[19] And his wrists were fucked off like an abrupt ending, bones and nerves and sinews ribbon-flapping from arid winds in a celebration of the decrepit.

[20] It started, perhaps when he first said goodbye with "I love you."

[21] The sunlight was pale, the curtains were beige, and even though the walls were technically a sickly off-white, it could've just as well been monochrome.

[22] Bill had been courting him since the fall, saying sweet nothings and mouthing everything proper within reach.

[23] Will watched Jack survey the round room, the pirate rocking to and fro on his heels, with a wide grin.

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Saiyuki Recs

Yashoku by lebateleur

Hakkai/Gojyo, futurefic, gorgeous. A bit funny, a bit snarky, the two with projected changes, but yet very much the same...


Awakening by tj_dragonblade (part 2 and part 3)

Hakkai/Gojyo. Rarely does a fic capture the sheer panic of falling in love with someone you're not supposed to, but this fic does. Smooth writing, with a nice pace, and it made me hold my breath at parts, two people finding themselves in the rain.


The Honeymoon by Hth

Sanzo/Goku, some Hakkai/Gojyo. This has also been recced everywhere, for good reason. It's one of the few Sanzo/Goku pieces that makes it plausible to me, because even though the pairing pretty much canon for me it's rare to find the author that can actually carry it off. This? Knocks it out of the ballpark.

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Random and sundry neat stuff

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CHIBI DANCING GOJYO!!! ::dies:: it is too cute! And the song is really really really addictive...I've had it in the background for hours now...

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ignited makes an elegant wallpaper of John Lennon

darthmaligna writes a really cute and slashy fairytale and turns it in. The fic is guarenteed to give you warm fuzzies, and her icons cracks my shit up every. time.