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Fic: Lightning, Out of Thunder
Jul. 12th, 2011 09:03 amOkay, so you know how I had a schedule for Monthly One-shots and it was going well until April when I got behind and then now, where I still haven't written MAY'S oneshot and it's July?
Yeah, I'm going to revamp the schedule so I can (hopefully) get back on task. To be fair, I have written at least a fic per month, if not more than that, so hey! Goal kept.
Point being, now that TTB4 is done, I can pound out a few shorter things, like this one.
Title: Lightning, Out of Thunder
Pairing: DaiKen, if you tilt your head a little
Disclaimer: Nope. This one’s not mine either, no infringement intended, blah blah blah.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: His chest heaves with the deep breaths of sleep. Regularly spaced, the soft exhalations are soothing to listen to, rhythmic and drugging. His fingers twitch occasionally across the bed sheets, grasping after something unknown, unattainable, something ephemeral and elusive. (also known as "Zene wanted to write sleepy cuddling again")
Author's Notes: God, I don’t even care if you guys haven’t seen this series, because I will tell you right now: Daisuke and Ken are so fucking married. Jesus Christ, it’s just too easy with them! I don’t even have to try. They just sorta do this on their own. It’s like “Hey, you two, don’t be gay for each other, have some women,” and they’re all like “Wut? Oh hey there, Daisuke, how are you, let me open my heart up only to you,” and “Wut? Oh hey Ken, I don’t really care that an episode ago you were a bad guy, we can totally trust you right now, right? Right, I’m so right, god you’re hot.”
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( Rain spatters down from the sky, drumming along rooftops and windowsills with a dancer’s careless grace. )
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Seriously, guys. Married, I tell you. SO MARRIED.
Yeah, I'm going to revamp the schedule so I can (hopefully) get back on task. To be fair, I have written at least a fic per month, if not more than that, so hey! Goal kept.
Point being, now that TTB4 is done, I can pound out a few shorter things, like this one.
Title: Lightning, Out of Thunder
Pairing: DaiKen, if you tilt your head a little
Disclaimer: Nope. This one’s not mine either, no infringement intended, blah blah blah.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: His chest heaves with the deep breaths of sleep. Regularly spaced, the soft exhalations are soothing to listen to, rhythmic and drugging. His fingers twitch occasionally across the bed sheets, grasping after something unknown, unattainable, something ephemeral and elusive. (also known as "Zene wanted to write sleepy cuddling again")
Author's Notes: God, I don’t even care if you guys haven’t seen this series, because I will tell you right now: Daisuke and Ken are so fucking married. Jesus Christ, it’s just too easy with them! I don’t even have to try. They just sorta do this on their own. It’s like “Hey, you two, don’t be gay for each other, have some women,” and they’re all like “Wut? Oh hey there, Daisuke, how are you, let me open my heart up only to you,” and “Wut? Oh hey Ken, I don’t really care that an episode ago you were a bad guy, we can totally trust you right now, right? Right, I’m so right, god you’re hot.”
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( Rain spatters down from the sky, drumming along rooftops and windowsills with a dancer’s careless grace. )
* * * * * *
Seriously, guys. Married, I tell you. SO MARRIED.
