Rachel!writing Pimp post :D
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bonnefoisI was gathering some of Rachel's (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
measuringtime) works (for the 30_r) and figured I'd keep them here for the sake of organization (her stuff is a bit scattered, she always forgets to tag her entries)
Anyways her first (now inactive) writing journal is here her second is atersatz_humanity
these are the other fanfiction she's done (so you don't have to wade through several pages of journal to find them) They're all TsuHis in nature except for Distorted Echo, which is Sukisyo. (I requested it XD)
Title: Distorted Echo
Pulling him under, closer and closer to impending nothingness.
Title: Mantra
He can still feel his heart, like a desperate bird against his ribcage, his voice high and hoarse, his fingers trembling against his neck as covered his mouth with his arm...
Title: Year After Year
Summary: Hisoka and Tsuzuki have a tradition...
And although he couldn't feel it, scrawled beneath Tsuzuki's whimsy was the reason why they'd come, returned, year after year...
Title: Like Clockwork
Summary: Hisoka doesn't like to break his mold. However, he always does.
It was like clockwork. He was like clockwork. Utterably predictable in almost all fashions.
Title: The Sound Of Morning
Summary: Tsuzuki likes the sounds of morning...(Follows from the 1920s all the way up to the present.)
But that was long ago, and now my consolation, is in the stardust of a song. - Star Dust. )
Title: Out Of The Fog
Summary: A run of recollection makes Hisoka consider his partnership, with Tsuzuki.
There is a residue of the day gone past; though everything is quiet and the blinds on old houses are drawn and closed fast.
Title: Some-days
Summary: Hisoka needs his control and his power. Without it, what else would he do?
Hisoka does not like the sign of hurry, as the assignment looks careless and the weight of that thought will rest souly on him. He needs to direct and he needs to correct, as he can do this better, alone.
Title: The Kinder Slights of Honesty
Summary: Tsuzuki has his own desires, but desires often cloud the truth of certain aspects.
...and he knows by his experience, those words are much too hard to chew.
Title: Fragmented
Summary: Hisoka collects things, each step at a time.
(It is an ember in his peripheral vision, and he often takes warmth in their muted reprise.)
Title: A Peace of Mind
Like evenings curled under the warmth of a blanket, talking about anything and nothing to a pale figure in the din...
Title: I'd Guess
'He seems a deal more relaxed, recently.' He had said, his voice showing no signs of emotional leeway, but Watari knew it was there.
Title: Bare-Handed
Summary: Hisoka contemplates a moment spent with Tsuzuki.
The sharp scent of salt and the coarse touch of sesame still lingered in the boundaries of the kitchen...
Title: Drought
Tsuzuki's fingers felt cold as the night fell silent.
♥ reviews make Rachel happy ~ (I should go pimp her stuff over at communities, or something~ Everyone should read Reicheru's stuff 8DDD)
measuringtime) works (for the 30_r) and figured I'd keep them here for the sake of organization (her stuff is a bit scattered, she always forgets to tag her entries)Anyways her first (now inactive) writing journal is here her second is at
ersatz_humanity these are the other fanfiction she's done (so you don't have to wade through several pages of journal to find them) They're all TsuHis in nature except for Distorted Echo, which is Sukisyo. (I requested it XD)
Title: Distorted Echo
Pulling him under, closer and closer to impending nothingness.
Title: Mantra
He can still feel his heart, like a desperate bird against his ribcage, his voice high and hoarse, his fingers trembling against his neck as covered his mouth with his arm...
Title: Year After Year
Summary: Hisoka and Tsuzuki have a tradition...
And although he couldn't feel it, scrawled beneath Tsuzuki's whimsy was the reason why they'd come, returned, year after year...
Title: Like Clockwork
Summary: Hisoka doesn't like to break his mold. However, he always does.
It was like clockwork. He was like clockwork. Utterably predictable in almost all fashions.
Title: The Sound Of Morning
Summary: Tsuzuki likes the sounds of morning...(Follows from the 1920s all the way up to the present.)
But that was long ago, and now my consolation, is in the stardust of a song. - Star Dust. )
Title: Out Of The Fog
Summary: A run of recollection makes Hisoka consider his partnership, with Tsuzuki.
There is a residue of the day gone past; though everything is quiet and the blinds on old houses are drawn and closed fast.
Title: Some-days
Summary: Hisoka needs his control and his power. Without it, what else would he do?
Hisoka does not like the sign of hurry, as the assignment looks careless and the weight of that thought will rest souly on him. He needs to direct and he needs to correct, as he can do this better, alone.
Title: The Kinder Slights of Honesty
Summary: Tsuzuki has his own desires, but desires often cloud the truth of certain aspects.
...and he knows by his experience, those words are much too hard to chew.
Title: Fragmented
Summary: Hisoka collects things, each step at a time.
(It is an ember in his peripheral vision, and he often takes warmth in their muted reprise.)
Title: A Peace of Mind
Like evenings curled under the warmth of a blanket, talking about anything and nothing to a pale figure in the din...
Title: I'd Guess
'He seems a deal more relaxed, recently.' He had said, his voice showing no signs of emotional leeway, but Watari knew it was there.
Title: Bare-Handed
Summary: Hisoka contemplates a moment spent with Tsuzuki.
The sharp scent of salt and the coarse touch of sesame still lingered in the boundaries of the kitchen...
Title: Drought
Tsuzuki's fingers felt cold as the night fell silent.
♥ reviews make Rachel happy ~ (I should go pimp her stuff over at communities, or something~ Everyone should read Reicheru's stuff 8DDD)
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Date: 2006-05-23 12:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-23 01:55 am (UTC)*incoherent babbling*
I don't think my telling you I freakin' love you would describe my gratitude right now. ;__;
And I miiiiiiiissss you. I didn't get to talk to you on Saturday as I was busy.
(Really. I miss you with all the pine scented-ness you've aptly described.)
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Date: 2006-05-23 04:07 am (UTC)The matching names are so cute, though, despite utterly boggling simple minds like mine. xD
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Date: 2006-05-23 12:39 pm (UTC)*kicks* MARIE IS NOT SIMPLE DDDD:
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Date: 2006-05-23 12:44 pm (UTC)DDD: I miiiissssed you too~ I figured you conked out or something, but was still sad. Maybe I can catch you this weekend? ;~;
(XD *laughs* Pining! Now with FRESH PINE SCENT)
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Date: 2006-05-23 08:07 am (UTC)Marriiiie! *clings* I miss you ;_; I already have this little package of odds and ends that I'm going to send to you ~ I just have to write a letter full of stuff. Then you can see my horrible penmanship 8D