Star Wars and Naruto.
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midnightdiddleAnother Star Wars drabble. I'm such a nerd. :)
Sometimes, between the pained, gasping breaths, Anakin dreams. He dreams of Padme, of her soft hair and pale skin, of the way she would run her fingertips over his stomach, tickling him. He dreams of her stomach, rounding and growing large, and of the way she curves her hands around it, holding the baby so carefully. Then, he dreams of the baby. The baby is five now, seven, ten. It's a son, a young boy, strong and wild, running in the tall grass and swimming in the lake. He plays and laughs and cries, and sometimes he fights with other children, flying fists and running feet, but he always comes home to Anakin and Padme, large brown eyes and sandy blonde hair. But sometimes, Anakin dreams that it's a daughter.
A pretty girl, just as beautiful as her mother. She's nine now, eleven and fourteen. She wears ribbons in her hair, large curls that brush her pale cheeks, and she's the world to Anakin. She looks up to him, trusting and pretty and so naive, and Anakin protects her, saves her from the world and the galaxy and the universe. Nothing ever hurts her, nothing ever makes her cry, because he won't let it, and she will always be happy.
Anakin's happy in these dreams, happy in a way he's never known. It doesn't hurt to breath, doesn't hurt to think, doesn't hurt to live. Padme's there, and the baby, a baby who coos and smiles and laughs, gurgling laughs that make Padme sing. Padme's presence is soothing, a balm on skin that burns, and her touch brings relief so sweet that Anakin cries. The tears drip from his closed eyes, down his scarred face, and he cries, trying to ignore the pain and the hate and the living nightmares. He tries to forget bad things, the way the emperor is there, to the side, waiting. He tries to ignore the way the years have moved so quickly, and the way that, even in his dreams, he looks at Padme through rose-colored lenses. And so, crying and breathing and hating and living, Darth Vader dreams.
What else. I watched Return of the Jedi today...and I got the soundtrack! I'm taking 'nerd' to a whole new level.
My cat's shedding like nothing else. Urk. There's fur everywhere. If I didn't love her...
Oh, I'm writing a KakaIru crack fic with WinterOfOurDiscontent. Go read it! http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2422972/1/ And...review? Or tell me what you think?
And I'm working on Tryin'. Slowly, but surely. Hope to post up another part tomorrow or so.
Sometimes, between the pained, gasping breaths, Anakin dreams. He dreams of Padme, of her soft hair and pale skin, of the way she would run her fingertips over his stomach, tickling him. He dreams of her stomach, rounding and growing large, and of the way she curves her hands around it, holding the baby so carefully. Then, he dreams of the baby. The baby is five now, seven, ten. It's a son, a young boy, strong and wild, running in the tall grass and swimming in the lake. He plays and laughs and cries, and sometimes he fights with other children, flying fists and running feet, but he always comes home to Anakin and Padme, large brown eyes and sandy blonde hair. But sometimes, Anakin dreams that it's a daughter.
A pretty girl, just as beautiful as her mother. She's nine now, eleven and fourteen. She wears ribbons in her hair, large curls that brush her pale cheeks, and she's the world to Anakin. She looks up to him, trusting and pretty and so naive, and Anakin protects her, saves her from the world and the galaxy and the universe. Nothing ever hurts her, nothing ever makes her cry, because he won't let it, and she will always be happy.
Anakin's happy in these dreams, happy in a way he's never known. It doesn't hurt to breath, doesn't hurt to think, doesn't hurt to live. Padme's there, and the baby, a baby who coos and smiles and laughs, gurgling laughs that make Padme sing. Padme's presence is soothing, a balm on skin that burns, and her touch brings relief so sweet that Anakin cries. The tears drip from his closed eyes, down his scarred face, and he cries, trying to ignore the pain and the hate and the living nightmares. He tries to forget bad things, the way the emperor is there, to the side, waiting. He tries to ignore the way the years have moved so quickly, and the way that, even in his dreams, he looks at Padme through rose-colored lenses. And so, crying and breathing and hating and living, Darth Vader dreams.
What else. I watched Return of the Jedi today...and I got the soundtrack! I'm taking 'nerd' to a whole new level.
My cat's shedding like nothing else. Urk. There's fur everywhere. If I didn't love her...
Oh, I'm writing a KakaIru crack fic with WinterOfOurDiscontent. Go read it! http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2422972/1/ And...review? Or tell me what you think?
And I'm working on Tryin'. Slowly, but surely. Hope to post up another part tomorrow or so.
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Date: 2005-06-07 05:38 am (UTC)i know what you mean about the cat. my cat is a perpetual shedding machine. he must shed just to spite me, as no amount of combing seems to work.
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Date: 2005-06-07 07:15 am (UTC)And isn't it crazy? I brush her constantly, but she just keeps shedding and shedding. By all laws of science, she should be bald by now. :)
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Date: 2005-06-07 07:41 am (UTC)The link doesn't work, at least for me
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Date: 2005-06-07 07:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-07 07:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-07 08:01 am (UTC)This two nearly killed me xDDDDDDD
Very fun, I hope you two do more fics together because this one is very good.
But now, I'm corious about the end of the book story xDDD and if Iruka would notice the charters sometime xDDD
(The same comment that I leave as a review on FF.net v_vU)
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Date: 2005-06-07 08:46 am (UTC)HMS Paradise I read when your partner in crime *sniggers* posted the ff.net link at the KakaIru comm. I left a review for it over at ff.net but it was total cracky love. I do hope you'll be continuing it soon, hehe.
My cat loses fur like there's no tomorrow too and usually all over me. We replaced his collar last night and I was the one holding him while it was done and my top got completely haired up >.<
Ganbatte with writing Tryin'. I look forward to reading the next part ^__^
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Date: 2005-06-07 03:54 pm (UTC)I already read your " crack fic " . lol
Hmm ... perhaps you could make another chapter ? ^__^ It was fun to read .
As for the SW one .... not much of a fan . ^__^;;;; hehe , sorries . x3
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Date: 2005-06-08 03:35 am (UTC)I haven't read the SW drabble yet(Must... not... get... spoiled... before seeing... the damn... movie!), was there any spoilers in it? Anyway...
The Naruto crack fic...
:-D "Fishcake" hehehe!
It was really funny! I love your crack so much!
Yay for Tryin'! I'll read it once it's up! ^_^
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Date: 2005-06-08 04:43 am (UTC)Yay! You like the fic.
And Tryin'... Hmm...need to go work on that. :)
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Date: 2005-06-08 04:45 am (UTC)HMS should be continued soon, I think. Whenever I see Winter again. I'm on really odd schedules right now... *sigh*
And off to work on Tryin'. :)
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Date: 2005-06-08 04:46 am (UTC)For the SW fic, were you not a fan of the drabble, or the movies? And no, it's fine. I love all and any criticism.
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Date: 2005-06-09 05:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-09 05:31 pm (UTC)