{"@attributes":{"version":"2.0"},"channel":{"title":"And My Marbles...","link":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/","description":"And My Marbles... - LiveJournal.com","lastBuildDate":"Sun, 28 May 2023 02:03:07 GMT","generator":"LiveJournal \/ LiveJournal.com","image":{"url":"https:\/\/l-userpic.livejournal.com\/56107660\/11833012","title":"And My Marbles...","link":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/","width":"100","height":"100"},"item":[{"guid":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/15071.html","pubDate":"Sun, 28 May 2023 02:03:07 GMT","title":"Wow","author":"ilostmynuts","link":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/15071.html","description":"I can still log into this. I&#39;d like to get back into writing, but... I have no idea where the communities are now. Are there any prompt festivals like norsekink and the like left? And where would they be? Am I just shouting into the void?<br \/><br \/>lol, anyway, I started a tumblr. I&#39;m going to try to get back into this, I miss writing.","comments":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/15071.html?view=comments#comments"},{"guid":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/14644.html","pubDate":"Mon, 20 Feb 2012 07:28:10 GMT","author":"ilostmynuts","link":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/14644.html","description":"Making an effort to write for 20 minutes a day for 30 days. 30 days makes a habit, right? Hopping fandoms like mad... Who even reads Hancock fic anymore? I wrote a Smallville fic today and I only ever saw season 1 of that show.<br \/><br \/>Feels really, really good to be writing again.","comments":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/14644.html?view=comments#comments"},{"guid":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/14360.html","pubDate":"Sat, 18 Feb 2012 17:55:48 GMT","title":"Hancock Fic","author":"ilostmynuts","link":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/14360.html","description":"<b>Title:<\/b> Beloved<br \/><b>Pairing(s):<\/b> Hancock\/Ray<br \/><b>Summary:<\/b> Unfortunately for Ray, being the beloved of a superhero, whether you were aware of it or not, did come with some drawbacks.<br \/><b>Word Count:<\/b> 1016<br \/><br \/><div class=\"\"><p><\/p><br \/><p>Hancock wasn&#39;t good and he wasn&#39;t nice. In fact, he wasn&#39;t sure he could say he even knew what those words even meant before he met Ray. Ray was good and he was nice. He loved his son. He volunteered for charities. Fuck, Hancock even saw him helping a little old lady across the street once. And it wasn&#39;t just that he did good things. He was also so <em>painfully <\/em><span>earnest about everything he did, whether it was coaching or telling Hancock just why he to be kind to all children, even the bitchy fat ones who had it coming, annoying little shits. He was endlessly patient and endlessly good. Hancock was kind of in awe of it.<\/span><\/p><p><\/p><p>Maybe he even loved him for it.<\/p><p><\/p><p><span>Fuck it, he did love him for it, perhaps even as much as he loved Mary, this beautiful, sometimes infuriating woman who such power over him. He understood her, understood why she decided to try and become a housewife and mother, of all things, just to live closer to this amazing human, this amazing <\/span> <em>mortal <\/em> <span>creature. So, yeah, he loved Ray. But it was because he couldn&#39;t <\/span> <em>not<\/em> <span> love him. <\/span><\/p><p><\/p><p>Unfortunately for Ray, being the beloved of a superhero, whether you were aware of it or not, did come with some drawbacks. Which was why he was currently bound and gagged in the trunk of a very dead dude&#39;s car.<\/p><p><\/p><p>Ray was clearly his favorite. The general public (and Ray) may not realize the depth of his love (fuck) for this small human, but his preferences were clear.<\/p><p><\/p><p>The dead dude was currently speeding down the deserted highway as if he could possibly go fast enough to escape a pissed off superhero. Moron. Hancock swooped down and stopped the car, carefully this time, mindful of Ray in the trunk. The dead dude gibbered madly in the front seat, standing on the gas pedal, then opening the door and scrambling out when that did nothing. He ran down the road. Hancock ignored the idiot attempting to outrun a superhero in favor of ripping the lid of the trunk off, dropping it on the side of the road. Ray rolled over and looked at him with wide eyes. One of them had been blackened.<\/p><p><\/p><p>Hancock swore and started to move to rip the dead dude&#39;s limbs off, but was stopped by Ray lifting up his bound hands to be untied. Hancock hurriedly tore off the rope that bound Ray&#39;s hands and feet and let Ray remove the gag himself.<\/p><p><\/p><p>Ray winced and rubbed his sore wrists.<\/p><p><\/p><p>&ldquo;You need a hospital?&rdquo; Hancock asked uncertainly, holding him by the shoulders and looking him over. He would always be amazed by the fragility of the human body and worried endlessly about the million little things that could wrong with Ray&#39;s at any one moment. Other than the wrists and black eye, Ray look uninjured, though tired. Hancock wished he had x-ray vision.<\/p><p><\/p><p>Ray shrugged out of his hold, looking embarrassed. Hancock reluctantly let him go.<\/p><p><\/p><p>&ldquo;I&#39;m fine,&rdquo; said Ray. He sighed. &ldquo;Who took me this time?&rdquo;<\/p><p><\/p><p>&ldquo;A dead dude,&rdquo; replied Hancock. Ray was standing on his own so he started off. &ldquo;I&#39;mma gonna go kill him now.&rdquo;<\/p><p><\/p><p>&ldquo;Hancock!&rdquo;<\/p><p><\/p><p>&ldquo;Dammit, Ray, let me kill this one!&rdquo;<\/p><p><\/p><p>&ldquo;No!&rdquo;<\/p><p><\/p><p>&ldquo;Just this once!&rdquo;<\/p><p><\/p><p>&ldquo;We are not having this fight again, Hancock!&rdquo;<\/p><p><\/p><p>&ldquo;Fine!&rdquo; snapped Hancock. He stomped back, looked into the trunk, and snatched up the extra rope in there. &ldquo;I&#39;ll be right back. Don&#39;t move.&rdquo;<\/p><p><\/p><p>Peevishly, he flew down the highway, snatched up the kidnapper, summoned all his willpower, and didn&#39;t kill him. Instead, he quickly tied the stupid fucker up so tight his wrists would be hurting for weeks, brought him back to a bemused Ray, and tossed him into the trunk. Then he slammed the lid shut so hard they would have to get a welder to free him down at the police station if Hancock didn&#39;t condescend to open it for them.<\/p><p><\/p><p>&ldquo;There. He&#39;s alive. Happy?&rdquo;<\/p><p><\/p><p>&ldquo;Ecstatic,&rdquo; Ray said dryly. &ldquo;Now what do we do?&rdquo;<\/p><p><\/p><p>&ldquo;Drop the car into the ocean?&rdquo;<\/p><p><\/p><p>&ldquo;Hancock...&rdquo;<\/p><p><\/p><p>Hancock rolled his eyes.<\/p><p><\/p><p>&ldquo;We take him to the cops,&rdquo; he recited dutifully. Then he added, &ldquo;The idiots who let him walk free in the first place.&rdquo;<\/p><p><\/p><p>Ray sighed again and Hancock rolled his eyes again. Grumbling, he grabbed the car with one hand (giving it a vicious little shake just for kicks &ndash; the dude in the trunk shrieked in fear and wet himself), wrapped his other arm around Ray&#39;s waist, and took off. Ray gasped and clung to him like a limpet.<\/p><p><\/p><p>&ldquo;You can&#39;t just do that without any warning Hancock,&rdquo; he complained as they soared through the air.<\/p><p><\/p><p>&ldquo;Ray!&rdquo; said Mary. &ldquo;Are you okay?&rdquo;<\/p><p><\/p><p>Hancock stopped.<\/p><p><\/p><p>Mary hovered at a safe distance, circling them uncertainly.<\/p><p><\/p><p>&ldquo;I&#39;m fine,&rdquo; said Ray, looking over at her, clearly attempting to communicate calm reassurance while clinging to Hancock for dear life.<\/p><p><\/p><p>&ldquo;He&#39;s fine,&rdquo; snapped Hancock.<\/p><p><\/p><p>&ldquo;Let me take you home,&rdquo; said Mary.<\/p><p><\/p><p>&ldquo;You shouldn&#39;t be here,&rdquo; said Ray.<\/p><p><\/p><p>&ldquo;Yeah,&rdquo; said Hancock and she glared at him.<\/p><p><\/p><p>&ldquo;Give him to me,&rdquo; she said.<\/p><p><\/p><p>&ldquo;I can take him home without freaking out the neighbors,&rdquo; protested Hancock.<\/p><p><\/p><p><span>&ldquo;I can take him home <\/span> <em>now<\/em> <span>,&rdquo; said Mary. &ldquo;You still have to go downtown and deal with those idiots in blue.&rdquo; <\/span><\/p><p><\/p><p>They glared at each other.<\/p><p><\/p><p>&ldquo;Hancock is right,&rdquo; Ray said, interrupting their glaring marathon. &ldquo;I&#39;ll have to give a statement anyway, so I&#39;ll just meet you at home. Where&#39;s Aaron?&rdquo;<\/p><p><\/p><p>&ldquo;Still at his grandma&#39;s. He doesn&#39;t know.&rdquo;<\/p><p><\/p><p>&ldquo;Good. I&#39;ll meet you at home in just a little while. Be careful on your way back. Watch for birds and nosy neighbors.&rdquo;<\/p><p><\/p><p>She relented with one last grudging look at Hancock.<\/p><p><\/p><p>&ldquo;Fine,&rdquo; she said. &ldquo;I love you.&rdquo;<\/p><p><\/p><p>He grinned at her. His smile was the most amazing thing Hancock had ever seen. &ldquo;I love you too. See you in a bit.&rdquo;<\/p><p><\/p><p>Hancock tightened his hold on Ray and took off without a goodbye. If he went a little faster than usual so Ray would cling to him even tighter, well, who the fuck would know?<\/p><a name='cutid1-end'><\/a><br \/><p><\/p><\/div>","comments":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/14360.html?view=comments#comments"},{"guid":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/14159.html","pubDate":"Mon, 28 Jun 2010 04:46:34 GMT","author":"ilostmynuts","link":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/14159.html","description":"<font face=\"Palatino Linotype\" color=\"#000000\"><table border=\"2\" bordercolor=\"black\" cellpadding=\"3\" cellspacing=\"3\" valign=\"center\" background=\"https:\/\/pics.livejournal.com\/hc_bingo_mod\/pic\/00002ws7\">\t\t\n<tr><td width=\"102\" height=\"99\"><div style=\"text-align:center\"><b>\tearth blowing up, escaping to space\t<\/b><\/div><\/td>\n<td width=\"102\" height=\"99\"><div style=\"text-align:center\"><b>\tmultiple personalities: sudden onset\t<\/b><\/div><\/td>\n<td width=\"102\" height=\"99\"><div style=\"text-align:center\"><b>\tbullet wounds \t<\/b><\/div><\/td>\n<td width=\"102\" height=\"99\"><div style=\"text-align:center\"><b>\tsexual extortion: to keep a secret (adult)\t<\/b><\/div><\/td>\n<td width=\"102\" height=\"99\"><div style=\"text-align:center\"><b>\thookers\t<\/b><\/div><\/td>\n<\/tr>\t\t\n<tr>\t\t\n<td width=\"102\" height=\"99\"><div style=\"text-align:center\"><b>\texhaustion\t<\/b><\/div><\/td>\n<td width=\"102\" height=\"99\"><div style=\"text-align:center\"><b>\tnervous breakdown\t<\/b><\/div><\/td>\n<td width=\"102\" height=\"99\"><div style=\"text-align:center\"><b>\tpining: confession in desperate situation\t<\/b><\/div><\/td>\n<td width=\"102\" height=\"99\"><div style=\"text-align:center\"><b>\trape \/ recovery\t<\/b><\/div><\/td>\n<td width=\"102\" height=\"99\"><div style=\"text-align:center\"><b>\tforced soulbonding\t<\/b><\/div><\/td>\n<\/tr>\t\t\n<tr>\t\t\n<td width=\"102\" height=\"99\"><div style=\"text-align:center\"><b>\tchild abuse (sexual)\t<\/b><\/div><\/td>\n<td width=\"102\" height=\"99\"><div style=\"text-align:center\"><b>\ttelepathy (always there, but sudden trauma)\t<\/b><\/div><\/td>\n<td background=\"https:\/\/pics.livejournal.com\/hc_bingo_mod\/pic\/000011r3\" width=\"102\"><div style=\"text-align:center\"><b><font size=\"+2\">WILD CARD<\/font><\/div><\/td>\t\t\n<td width=\"102\" height=\"99\"><div style=\"text-align:center\"><b>\tseizures\t<\/b><\/div><\/td>\n<td width=\"102\" height=\"99\"><div style=\"text-align:center\"><b>\tdepression \t<\/b><\/div><\/td>\n<\/tr>\t\t\n<tr>\t\t\n<td width=\"102\" height=\"99\"><div style=\"text-align:center\"><b>\ttelepathy (sudden onset)\t<\/b><\/div><\/td>\n<td width=\"102\" height=\"99\"><div style=\"text-align:center\"><b>\taliens made us do it\t<\/b><\/div><\/td>\n<td width=\"102\" height=\"99\"><div style=\"text-align:center\"><b>\telectrocution\t<\/b><\/div><\/td>\n<td width=\"102\" height=\"99\"><div style=\"text-align:center\"><b>\tundiagnosed, mysterious illness\t<\/b><\/div><\/td>\n<td width=\"102\" height=\"99\"><div style=\"text-align:center\"><b>\tmutation\t<\/b><\/div><\/td>\n<\/tr>\t\t\n<tr>\t\t\n<td width=\"102\" height=\"99\"><div style=\"text-align:center\"><b>\tembarassment\t<\/b><\/div><\/td>\n<td width=\"102\" height=\"99\"><div style=\"text-align:center\"><b>\tcuddling for warmth \/ snowed in\t<\/b><\/div><\/td>\n<td width=\"102\" height=\"99\"><div style=\"text-align:center\"><b>\tritual sacrifice\t<\/b><\/div><\/td>\n<td width=\"102\" height=\"99\"><div style=\"text-align:center\"><b>\thostages \t<\/b><\/div><\/td>\n<td width=\"102\" height=\"99\"><div style=\"text-align:center\"><b>\tagoraphobia\t<\/b><\/div><\/td>\n<\/tr>\t\t\n<\/table><\/font><\/b>","comments":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/14159.html?view=comments#comments"},{"guid":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/13960.html","pubDate":"Thu, 24 Jun 2010 21:35:56 GMT","title":"Trek H\/C Prompt Table #1 stolen from trek_hc","author":"ilostmynuts","link":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/13960.html","description":"<table width=\"709\" cellspacing=\"1\" cellpadding=\"1\" border=\"2\" style=\"width: 709px; height: 475px;\"><tbody><tr><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">1.&nbsp; Beam me up<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">2. &nbsp;I&rsquo;m a  Doctor, not a _____<\/span><\/td><td><span>3.&nbsp; Fascinating<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">4.&nbsp; Boldly go<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">5.&nbsp; Make it so<\/span><\/td><\/tr><tr><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">6.&nbsp; Shore  leave<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">7. &nbsp;Holodeck<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">8.&nbsp; Mind meld<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">9. &nbsp;Telepathy<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">10.&nbsp; Child fic<\/span><\/td><\/tr><tr><td><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\"><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">11.&nbsp; Alternate Universe<\/span><\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">12.&nbsp; Mirror  Universe<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">13. &nbsp;Time travel<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">14.&nbsp; Genderswap<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">15.&nbsp; Five  things<\/span><\/td><\/tr><tr><td><span>16. &nbsp;Away mission<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">17.&nbsp; Red alert<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">18.&nbsp;  Negotiations<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">19.&nbsp; Space battle<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">20.&nbsp;&nbsp;First  Contact<\/span><\/td><\/tr><tr><td><span>21. &nbsp;Alien encounter<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">22. &nbsp;Turbolift  malfunction<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">23.&nbsp; Emergency beam-out<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">24.&nbsp; No-win  scenario<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">25.&nbsp;&nbsp;Shuttlecraft crash<\/span><\/td><\/tr><tr><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">26.&nbsp; Illness  (minor)<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">27.&nbsp; Illness (serious)<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">28.&nbsp; Exhaustion<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">29. &nbsp;Alien  disease<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">30.&nbsp; Nightmare<\/span><\/td><\/tr><tr><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">31.&nbsp; Helpless<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">32.&nbsp; Crippled<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">33.&nbsp; Missing<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">34.&nbsp; Lonely<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">35. &nbsp;Faint<\/span><\/td><\/tr><tr><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">36.&nbsp; Fall<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">37.&nbsp; Trapped<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">38.&nbsp; Dark<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">39.&nbsp; Terrified<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">40.&nbsp; Choke<\/span><\/td><\/tr><tr><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">41.&nbsp; Attack<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">42.&nbsp; Command<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">43. &nbsp;Stranded<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">44. &nbsp;Failure<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">45.&nbsp; Loss<\/span><\/td><\/tr><tr><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">46.  &nbsp;Unconscious<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">47.&nbsp; Prejudice<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">48.&nbsp; Remember<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">49.&nbsp;&nbsp;Accuse<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">50.&nbsp; Hide<\/span><\/td><\/tr><tr><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">51.&nbsp; Sleep<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">52. &nbsp;Run<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">53. &nbsp;Mistake<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">54.&nbsp; Hopeless<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">55.&nbsp; Cold<\/span><\/td><\/tr><tr><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">56. &nbsp;Struggle<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">57.&nbsp; Support<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">58.&nbsp; Break<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">59.&nbsp; Crisis<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">60.&nbsp; Whisper<\/span><\/td><\/tr><tr><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">61. &nbsp;Haunt<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">62.&nbsp; Breathe<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">63.&nbsp;&nbsp;Collapse<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">64. &nbsp;Regret<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">65.&nbsp; Plead<\/span><\/td><\/tr><tr><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">66.&nbsp;  Experiment<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">67. &nbsp;Duty<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">68.&nbsp; Trial<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">69.&nbsp; Choices<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">70.&nbsp; Memory<\/span><\/td><\/tr><tr><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">71.&nbsp; Accident<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">72.&nbsp; Storm<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">73.&nbsp; Late  nights<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">74.&nbsp; Time<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">75.&nbsp; Prison<\/span><\/td><\/tr><tr><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">76.&nbsp; Embrace<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">77.<span>&nbsp; <\/span>Kiss<\/span><\/td><td><span>78.&nbsp; Warmth<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">79. &nbsp;Love<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">80.&nbsp; Comfort<\/span><\/td><\/tr><tr><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">81.  &nbsp;Relaxation<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">82.&nbsp; Recreation<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">83.&nbsp;&nbsp;Protection<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">84.&nbsp; Rescue<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">85. &nbsp;Promise<\/span><\/td><\/tr><tr><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">86.&nbsp; Never  alone<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">87.&nbsp; <span>&nbsp;<\/span>It gives me emotional  security<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">88.&nbsp; Needs of the many<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">89.&nbsp;  Emotionally compromised<\/span><\/td><td><span>90.&nbsp;Have been and ever shall be<\/span><\/td><\/tr><tr><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">91. &nbsp;Lover<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">92.&nbsp; Brother<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">93.&nbsp; Friend<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">94.&nbsp; Family<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">95.&nbsp; Child<\/span><\/td><\/tr><tr><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">96. &nbsp;Author's  Choice<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">97.&nbsp; Author's Choice<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">98. &nbsp;Author's  Choice<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">99.&nbsp; Author's Choice<\/span><\/td><td><span style=\"font-family: &apos;Times New Roman&apos;; font-size: 11pt;\">100.&nbsp; Author's  Choice<\/span><\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><br \/><br \/><p style=\"margin: 0in 0in 0pt;\" class=\"\"><span lang=\"FR\" style=\"font-size: 11pt;\"><font face=\"Times New Roman\">1-15 &ndash; Trek clich&eacute; prompts<o:p><\/o:p><\/font><\/span><\/p><p style=\"margin: 0in 0in 0pt;\" class=\"\"><span lang=\"FR\" style=\"font-size: 11pt;\"><font face=\"Times New Roman\">16-30 &ndash; Trek situation  prompts<o:p><\/o:p><\/font><\/span><\/p><p style=\"margin: 0in 0in 0pt;\" class=\"\"><font face=\"Times New Roman\"><span lang=\"FR\" style=\"font-size: 11pt;\">31-75 &ndash; <\/span><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\">Random<\/span><span lang=\"FR\" style=\"font-size: 11pt;\"> h\/c situation prompts<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/font><\/p><p style=\"margin: 0in 0in 0pt;\" class=\"\"><font face=\"Times New Roman\"><span lang=\"FR\" style=\"font-size: 11pt;\">76-85 &ndash; <\/span><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\">Comfort<\/span><span lang=\"FR\" style=\"font-size: 11pt;\"> prompts<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/font><\/p><p style=\"margin: 0in 0in 0pt;\" class=\"\"><font face=\"Times New Roman\"><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\">86-90 &ndash; Hurt\/Comfort <\/span><span lang=\"FR\" style=\"font-size: 11pt;\">clich&eacute;s<\/span><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\"><o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/font><\/p><p style=\"margin: 0in 0in 0pt;\" class=\"\"><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\"><font face=\"Times New Roman\">91-95 &ndash; People prompts<o:p><\/o:p><\/font><\/span><\/p><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\"><font face=\"Times New Roman\">96-100 &ndash; Author&rsquo;s choice<\/font><\/span>","comments":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/13960.html?view=comments#comments"},{"guid":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/13815.html","pubDate":"Tue, 08 Jun 2010 23:53:01 GMT","title":"Angel snippet","author":"ilostmynuts","link":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/13815.html","description":"When I&nbsp;thought about giving Sanji wings for &quot;Five Devils Fruits Powers that Sanji Never Had,&quot; this was what I&nbsp;originally wrote. (I went with <a href=\"http:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/11849.html#cutid1\" target=\"_blank\">this <\/a>for the drabble series.) I&nbsp;keep rereading it and wanting to do more with it, but I'm not sure what. I'm hopeless when it comes to long fic. I just write a snippet and then go away for months. <br \/><br \/>Patty saw it first. The sky was clear and blue, the sun unforgivingly bright, and he had to shield his eyes as he peered upwards. <br \/><br \/>&ldquo;Strange bird,&rdquo; he muttered. <br \/><br \/>&ldquo;What?&rdquo; asked Carne distractedly from behind him, lugging three thoroughly chastised pirates. He unceremoniously tossed them overboard and, faintly moaning, they slowly dog-paddled away. <br \/><br \/>Meanwhile the bird came ever closer. <br \/><br \/>&ldquo;What the fuck is that?&rdquo; wondered Patty. Carne squinted up at it. <br \/><br \/>&ldquo;Dunno.&rdquo; He shrugged. &ldquo;Think it'll taste any good?&rdquo;<br \/><br \/>&ldquo;Is it coming this way?&rdquo; <br \/><br \/>They both blinked up at the sky at the rapidly approaching shape. In tandem, they yelped and jumped away just as the creature hit the deck with a sickening thump and rolled a good twenty feet before coming to a rest on the sun-heated wood, a shuddering mass of bruises, blood, and feathers. <br \/><br \/>The other cooks came out onto the deck to see the commotion. <br \/><br \/>&ldquo;What's going on?&rdquo; <br \/><br \/>&ldquo;More pirates?&rdquo; <br \/><br \/>&ldquo;What the hell is that?&rdquo; <br \/><br \/>They all stared in amazement at the battered creature that gasped for breath on their deck. <br \/><br \/>In a breathy, awed voice he would later hotly deny using, Patty gazed at the blond, winged figure and said, &ldquo;It's an angel.&rdquo; <br \/><br \/>Zeff came out as the &ldquo;angel&rdquo; began to slowly, painfully shift, the cooks holding back, watching suspiciously. <br \/><br \/>&ldquo;Fucking shit for brains captain,&rdquo;it said in a deep, pained, oddly familiar voice. <br \/><br \/>Zeff's eyes widened and he quickly strode to the creatures side, ordering the cooks to bring first aid and water. <a name='cutid1-end'><\/a>\ufeff","comments":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/13815.html?view=comments#comments","category":"one piece"},{"guid":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/13452.html","pubDate":"Tue, 08 Jun 2010 22:08:48 GMT","title":"Random One Piece crack","author":"ilostmynuts","link":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/13452.html","description":"Okay, this is just a bit of pointless crack. I needed to write something. Ugh, it's been so long since I've written anything. I apologize, but I'm just a very unreliable person on the Internet. <br \/><br \/>A sort of tag to Lust, found <a href=\"http:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/12243.html#cutid1\" target=\"_blank\">here<\/a>. It won't make sense if you don't read it. <br \/>Zosan. <br \/><br \/>Learning to control his new power was damn hard. In more ways than one. <br \/><br \/>Sometimes, the power was very effective. Enemies would take one look at him and be so befuddled by lust that they would either do whatever &ldquo;Sanji&rdquo; told them to do, pass out from blood loss via the nose, or be so distracted that Sanji or, more often, one of the other Mugiwaras, could hit them over the head and that would be that. <br \/><br \/>But occasionally there would be the really strong opponent who couldn't be knocked out or ordered around and then Sanji was screwed. Literally. This also happened a lot more than Sanji was really comfortable with. <br \/><br \/>Sanji stayed himself a lot more than he was really comfortable with. Always around men. This power seemed to be mostly defensive because, while the enemy would never want to kill him with their lust, he was often at their mercy &ndash; there were more people with bondage kinks than Sanji had ever imagined. The world was full of perverts. <br \/><br \/>When he did finally learn to more or less control it so he only changed when he was attacked, it really changed the dynamics on the ship. Instead of the usual angry fights that started mutually, Zoro started  randomly attacking him just to see him with his clothes off. Bastard. Sanji was always able to beat the shit out of him after, but fighting while his dick swung around really fucking sucked. <br \/><br \/>Learning to control his new power was damn hard, but where there's a will, there's a way and Sanji soon had it down to the point that he would only involuntarily activate it when attacked completely by surprise. Luckily, most of their enemies liked to announce themselves before striking. <br \/><br \/>So Zoro got better and better at surprise attacks. Bastard. <a name='cutid1-end'><\/a>\ufeff","comments":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/13452.html?view=comments#comments","category":"one piece"},{"guid":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/12831.html","pubDate":"Thu, 02 Jul 2009 02:48:26 GMT","title":"Onepiece100 stuff","author":"ilostmynuts","link":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/12831.html","description":"Occurs to me that I&nbsp;never posted my <span  class=\"ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-C     \"  data-ljuser=\"onepiece100\" lj:user=\"onepiece100\" ><a href=\"https:\/\/onepiece100.livejournal.com\/profile\/\"  target=\"_self\"  class=\"i-ljuser-profile\" ><img  class=\"i-ljuser-userhead\"  src=\"https:\/\/l-stat.livejournal.net\/img\/community.png?v=556&v=915\" \/><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/onepiece100.livejournal.com\/\" class=\"i-ljuser-username\"   target=\"_self\"   ><b>onepiece100<\/b><\/a><\/span>&nbsp; drabbles on here. So here's my collection for future reference. Sorted by topic.<br \/><br \/><strong>One More Time<\/strong>:<br \/><a href=\"http:\/\/community.livejournal.com\/onepieceyaoi100\/933395.html#cutid1\" target=\"_blank\">One More Time<\/a> (the winner for that week!)<br \/><a href=\"http:\/\/community.livejournal.com\/onepieceyaoi100\/936001.html#cutid1\" target=\"_blank\">Unexpected<\/a><br \/><a href=\"http:\/\/community.livejournal.com\/onepieceyaoi100\/936402.html#cutid1\" target=\"_blank\">Sandai Kitetsu<\/a> (This one really needs a sequel. Must get on that.)<br \/><br \/><strong>Restrained Sanji:<br \/><a href=\"http:\/\/community.livejournal.com\/onepieceyaoi100\/938373.html#cutid1\" target=\"_blank\"><\/a><\/strong><a href=\"http:\/\/community.livejournal.com\/onepieceyaoi100\/938373.html#cutid1\" target=\"_blank\">Better Luck Next Time<\/a>&nbsp;(with fanart!)<br \/><a href=\"http:\/\/community.livejournal.com\/onepieceyaoi100\/939220.html#cutid1\" target=\"_blank\">Chopper's Predicament<\/a><br \/><br \/><br \/><strong>Honour:<\/strong><br \/><a href=\"http:\/\/community.livejournal.com\/onepieceyaoi100\/970689.html#cutid1\" target=\"_blank\">Honour<\/a><br \/><br \/><strong>Acceptance:<\/strong><br \/><a href=\"http:\/\/community.livejournal.com\/onepieceyaoi100\/973608.html\" target=\"_blank\">Resignation<\/a><br \/><br \/><strong>Coming Out:<br \/><\/strong><a href=\"http:\/\/community.livejournal.com\/onepieceyaoi100\/974654.html#cutid1\" target=\"_blank\">Confession Attack!!!<\/a><br \/><a href=\"http:\/\/community.livejournal.com\/onepieceyaoi100\/975023.html#cutid1\" target=\"_blank\">Outed<\/a><br \/><a href=\"http:\/\/community.livejournal.com\/onepieceyaoi100\/975240.html#cutid1\" target=\"_blank\">Come Out Here!<\/a><br \/>","comments":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/12831.html?view=comments#comments","category":["one piece","drabble"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/12691.html","pubDate":"Wed, 29 Apr 2009 23:44:24 GMT","title":"Doujinshi Scanlation","author":"ilostmynuts","link":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/12691.html","description":"This is my first attempt at a scanlation. You can view the original at the creator's website, <a href=\"http:\/\/crimsonia.hp.infoseek.co.jp\/gallery.html#Comic\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"nofollow\">here<\/a>. I&nbsp;have absolutely no permission to do this, either from this doujin's creator or the Oda-sensei. I am a bad, bad girl. Spank me hard. <br \/><br \/>Title:&nbsp;Love's Awakening <br \/>Fandom:&nbsp;One Piece<br \/>Pairing:&nbsp;ZoSan, LuSan<br \/>Author:&nbsp;I'm still looking for her name. I&nbsp;hate her website. I'll edit this when I&nbsp;figure it out. <br \/>Translation:&nbsp;<span  class=\"ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     \"  data-ljuser=\"ilostmynuts\" lj:user=\"ilostmynuts\" ><a href=\"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/profile\/\"  target=\"_self\"  class=\"i-ljuser-profile\" ><img  class=\"i-ljuser-userhead\"  src=\"https:\/\/l-stat.livejournal.net\/img\/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&v=915\" \/><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/\" class=\"i-ljuser-username\"   target=\"_self\"   ><b>ilostmynuts<\/b><\/a><\/span>&nbsp;<br \/>Typesetting:&nbsp;<span  class=\"ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     \"  data-ljuser=\"presiderp\" lj:user=\"presiderp\" ><a href=\"https:\/\/presiderp.livejournal.com\/profile\/\"  target=\"_self\"  class=\"i-ljuser-profile\" ><img  class=\"i-ljuser-userhead\"  src=\"https:\/\/l-stat.livejournal.net\/img\/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&v=915\" \/><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/presiderp.livejournal.com\/\" class=\"i-ljuser-username\"   target=\"_self\"   ><b>presiderp<\/b><\/a><\/span>&nbsp;<br \/><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"><span style=\"font-weight: bold;\"><br \/><br \/><\/span><\/span><br \/>Only the first two segments of&nbsp; &quot;Love's Awakening.&quot;&nbsp;There's a second part of it too, though. I&nbsp;hope to translate all of it over the summer. I love this mangaka. <br \/><br \/>  <strong><br \/><br \/>LUFFY<\/strong><br \/><br \/><img src=\"https:\/\/i31.photobucket.com\/albums\/c354\/neuroticsquirrel\/Page1.png\" alt=\"\" fetchpriority=\"high\" \/><br \/><br \/><img src=\"https:\/\/i31.photobucket.com\/albums\/c354\/neuroticsquirrel\/Page2.png\" alt=\"\" loading=\"lazy\" \/><br \/><br \/><img src=\"https:\/\/i31.photobucket.com\/albums\/c354\/neuroticsquirrel\/Page3.png\" alt=\"\" loading=\"lazy\" \/><br \/><br \/><img src=\"https:\/\/i31.photobucket.com\/albums\/c354\/neuroticsquirrel\/Page4.png\" alt=\"\" loading=\"lazy\" \/><br \/>&nbsp;<a name='cutid1-end'><\/a><br \/><br \/><br \/><br \/><strong>ZORO<\/strong><br \/><img src=\"https:\/\/i31.photobucket.com\/albums\/c354\/neuroticsquirrel\/Page5.png\" alt=\"\" loading=\"lazy\" \/><br \/><br \/><br \/><img src=\"https:\/\/i31.photobucket.com\/albums\/c354\/neuroticsquirrel\/Page6.png\" alt=\"\" loading=\"lazy\" \/><br \/><br \/><img src=\"https:\/\/i31.photobucket.com\/albums\/c354\/neuroticsquirrel\/Page7.png\" alt=\"\" loading=\"lazy\" \/><br \/><br \/><a href=\"http:\/\/s31.photobucket.com\/albums\/c354\/neuroticsquirrel\/?action=view&amp;current=08zoroside4.jpg\" target=\"_blank\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"nofollow\"><img src=\"https:\/\/i31.photobucket.com\/albums\/c354\/neuroticsquirrel\/Page8.png\" alt=\"\" loading=\"lazy\" \/><br \/><\/a><a name='cutid2-end'><\/a>","comments":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/12691.html?view=comments#comments","category":["scanlation","one piece"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/12243.html","pubDate":"Sun, 23 Nov 2008 07:22:58 GMT","title":"Five Devil's Fruit Powers that Sanji Never Had 5\/5","author":"ilostmynuts","link":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/12243.html","description":"Title: Five Devil's Fruit Powers that Sanji Never Had<br \/>Characters: Sanji, Zoro, everybody<br \/>Word Count: 311<br \/>A\/N: This one was the most fun to write! I hope you have as much fun reading it. :) <br \/><br \/><strong>Part Five - Lust<\/strong><br \/><br \/><br \/><br \/>After two awkward encounters with Usopp and Nami, the crew had more or less been avoiding Sanji and Sanji had been doing his best to avoid them. But the ship was small, and it was inevitable that he would have to actually interact with them sooner or later, but, dammit, later would be so much better. While interesting, the experiences of turning into Kaya, leaving Usopp stammering and incoherent, and Robin, leaving Nami with a blush and Sanji very, very disappointed were rather embarrassing and he really needed to learn to control his new power before he found out any more about his crewmates than he really wanted to know. <br \/><br \/>Naturally, when he opened the door to the kitchen, there was the stupid swordsman, looking around furtively as he stole into the wine cabinet. Bastard. Then he turned and saw Sanji. <br \/><br \/>There was a deer in the headlights moment. <br \/><br \/>Sanji winced when he felt his power assert himself and wondered why the hell Zoro couldn't stay hidden just a bit longer until he figured out exactly how to control the damn thing. He heard Zoro give a little strangled gasp and reluctantly looked down, wondering what kind of whore he'd look like. <br \/><br \/>He blinked. <br \/><br \/>Sanji was still&hellip; Sanji. Those were his legs, those were his arms, that was his blond hair in front of his eye. <br \/><br \/>Only&hellip; his clothes were conspicuously missing. He only wore a very battered, very used, very familiar white shirt that, while far too big for him, left very little to the imagination. <br \/><br \/>He grabbed the ends of it as a stiff breeze almost showed all his assets to the world and glared at the marimo. <br \/><br \/>&quot;You fu-&quot; <br \/><br \/>He froze as he got a good look at Zoro's reaction &ndash; glazed eyes, drooling mouth, twitching hands. <br \/><br \/>&quot;Ummm&hellip;,&quot; he said intelligently, hands plucking at the white shirt. <br \/><br \/>Zoro pounced.<a name='cutid1-end'><\/a>","comments":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/12243.html?view=comments#comments","category":"one piece"},{"guid":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/11849.html","pubDate":"Sun, 23 Nov 2008 06:59:35 GMT","title":"Five Devil's Fruit Powers that Sanji Never Had 4\/5","author":"ilostmynuts","link":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/11849.html","description":"Title: Five Devil's Fruit Powers that Sanji Never Had<br \/>Characters: Sanji, Luffy<br \/>Rating: G<br \/>Word Count: 192<br \/>A\/N: Don't like this one as much as the others but I have some ideas for expanding on it. This is actually the first one I wrote - I scribbled it on scratch paper during a job orientation. <br \/><br \/><strong>Part Four - Angel<\/strong><br \/><br \/><br \/><br \/>He was flying. Flying! The glittering blue waters stretched out into the distance, the Going Merry a dark spot on the endless ocean. He could just barely make out the tiny figures of his nakama on the deck as they craned their necks to look up at him. <br \/><br \/>He laughed, the sound pure joy bubbling up out of him. He was flying! He had never known such freedom, the wind blowing through his hair and ruffling the feathers of the pure white wings on his back, the sun warm on his body. He dived, swooping over the crew's heads and back into the blue, blue sky. <br \/><br \/>Luffy's delighted laughter and cry of &quot;ME TOO ME TOO!!!&quot; were his only warning before he suddenly felt a rubber arm snake around his waist and he realized just how heavy his captain really was. <br \/><br \/>As he fell toward the water, Luffy laughing shrilly in his ears, he could hear Zoro swearing as he yelled at Usopp to help him fish those damn two idiots out of the ocean. He couldn't help it. He laughed along with Luffy as they plunged into the cold, sparkling sea.<a name='cutid1-end'><\/a><br \/>","comments":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/11849.html?view=comments#comments"},{"guid":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/11662.html","pubDate":"Sun, 23 Nov 2008 01:41:36 GMT","title":"Five Devil's Fruit Powers that Sanji Never Had 3\/5","author":"ilostmynuts","link":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/11662.html","description":"Title: Five Devil's Fruit Powers that Sanji Never Had<br \/>Characters: Sanji, Zoro<br \/>Rating: G<br \/>Word Count: 433<br \/>A\/N:&nbsp;Devil's Fruit power inspired by a character in Neil Gaiman's Sandman, an amazing series of graphic novels. <br \/><br \/><strong>Part Three: Delirium <\/strong><br \/><br \/>Sanji knew his power was devastating, but only from secondhand accounts. His memories of using his power were nothing more than colors and jumbled, incomprehensible images. He hated using it but still couldn't control it well enough to stop himself when he saw his nakama being threatened. <br \/><br \/>Case in point: the Marine ships that suddenly attacked the Going Merry. Zoro and Luffy told him vehemently that they could handle themselves, but suddenly an admiral got a lucky punch in on Luffy and Sanji, helpless against his old instincts and his new powers, could no longer limit himself to mere kicks. <br \/><br \/>That's when he saw saw the flowers sprout on the deck and turn into dragons and he could tell the Marines saw it too. The braver ones attacked the flower dragons but the dragons grew huge and monstrous and even more beautiful and soon they were all screaming and running as large mouths spewed silver flames that danced and flickered over the Marine ship. Sanji laughed and clapped his hands at the pretty shapes made by the flames and some of the Marines looked at him and looked at the flames and sat and smiled as well and Sanji couldn't help but feel a special kinship with them even after they curled up into themselves and started giggling hysterically at the fairy lights on their knees. Some of the silver flames touched the fleeing or fighting Marines and the fire turned gooey and solid and began to cover their bodies and they screamed and scratched it to get it off but it only spread over them more till they were nothing but silvery flailing apparitions rolling around the ship, beautiful in their own way. <br \/><br \/>Sanji smiled and picked at the buttons on his shirt for a little while, ripping one off and watching the light dance off it. After a while, he couldn't hear the Marines anymore, but he wasn't really paying attention. <br \/><br \/>&quot;Idiot,&quot; said a man with the moss for hair. Sanji wanted to pet it. He cocked his head at the insult, watching the words float from the man's mouth and snatching at them as they burst in the air, light and bright like soap bubbles. &quot;You don't have to do all the work yourself.&quot; <br \/><br \/>&ldquo;The flower dragons did it,&rdquo; Sanji informed the man in all seriousness then shivered, his clothes wet from the sea spray. <br \/><br \/>The man sighed and lifted him into his arms. Sanji allowed it, leaning his head against strong shoulder and closing his eyes, knowing he would be taken someplace dark and warm.<a name='cutid1-end'><\/a><br \/>","comments":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/11662.html?view=comments#comments"},{"guid":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/11266.html","pubDate":"Sat, 22 Nov 2008 21:22:22 GMT","title":"Five Devil's Fruit Powers that Sanji Never Had 2\/5","author":"ilostmynuts","link":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/11266.html","description":"Title: Five Devil's Fruit Powers that Sanji Never Had<br \/>Characters: Sanji, Zoro, Nami<br \/>Rating: G<br \/>Word Count: 197<br \/>A\/N: Wasn't planning on posting them all in the same day, but whatever, I'm going to post two today since I've got 'em sitting on my computer, all done and all. And I've got tons of schoolwork to deal with so I'm going to be working on plenty of fic today. Why can't I&nbsp;write long fic?&nbsp;<br \/><br \/><strong>Part Two - Earth<\/strong><br \/><br \/><br \/><br \/>What the fuck good kind of power is this, he grumbled to himself, leaning against a positively ecstatic mikan tree in the ship's little grove and Nami smiled and said maybe he'd finally be able to get the rosemary to grow for once, did he realize just how much that spice costs at port towns and Sanji Mellorined and called Nami so clever and beautiful but pouted some more when she left. He wanted a cool power, dammit. <br \/><br \/>Zoro laughed at him and called him the pretty flower princess and Sanji fumed and kicked him in the head but that didn't change the fact that wherever they went the flowers would sprout from the earth and turn their faces as if to look at him, tree branches would twitch and creek as if longing to embrace him, and if he ever slept on land, by morning his room and bed would be covered with ivy and creeping vines.  <br \/><br \/>But then, on the next island he discovered the Deadly Monster Venus Fly Trap and he learned to stop pouting so much and Zoro learned that the teeth of the Deadly Monster Venus Fly Trap were <em>really fucking sharp<\/em>.<a name='cutid1-end'><\/a><br \/>","comments":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/11266.html?view=comments#comments","category":"one piece"},{"guid":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/11211.html","pubDate":"Sat, 22 Nov 2008 19:36:51 GMT","title":"Five Devil's Fruit Powers that Sanji Never Had (1\/5)","author":"ilostmynuts","link":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/11211.html","description":"<br \/>Title: Five Devil's Fruit Powers that Sanji Never Had<br \/>Characters: Zoro, Sanji<br \/>Rating: G<br \/>Word Count: 299<br \/>A\/N: This is part of a series of drabbles\/ficlets about Sanji eating a Devil's Fruit. I've been really interested in the idea of Sanji having a power for a while now and have messed with the idea before <a href=\"http:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/10468.html#cutid1\" target=\"_blank\">here<\/a>. Some of these ficlets may evolve into a longer story, but most probably won't. I've never been good at long fics. :(<br \/><br \/><br \/>Part One - Longing<br \/><br \/>He and Zoro were in mid-fight when his new powers finally asserted themselves. Since the day Sanji had eaten it, things had been calm aboard the Merry, no Marines in sight, no new enemies revealing themselves. Naturally, that bored the fuck out of the two of them. Now they were fighting a vicious fight on the deck. <br \/><br \/>He was dodging a deadly swing when he felt something somehow <em>change <\/em>and suddenly his feet weren't so sure anymore and he slipped, legs too short, and skidded across the deck clumsily before managing to right himself and glare at Zoro. <br \/><br \/>But Zoro wasn't glaring back or charging at him with swords at the ready. He was staring at him, mouth agape, looking for all the world like Sanji had just got him good in the gut. <br \/><br \/>&quot;Zoro?&quot; Sanji said uncertainly, not sure why he was suddenly using the marimo's name but just feeling that that was the right thing to do somehow. <br \/><br \/>Sanji clapped his hand over his mouth at the sound of his voice, eyes widening, as he looked down at the skinny little girl's body he suddenly inhabited. His hair was black and even shorter than before, his small body covered with a boy's white shirt and black shorts. <br \/><br \/>&quot;Wha-&quot; he started only to suddenly find himself embraced by a strong male body. <br \/><br \/>Zoro was on his knees, clutching him to his chest and Sanji couldn't bring himself to say anything, feeling the desperation with which Zoro held him. <br \/><br \/>&quot;Kuina,&quot; whispered Zoro into Sanji's black hair and Sanji could do nothing but hold perfectly still as he took in the smell of sweat, steel, and tears, hands clenching and unclenching as every instinct screamed at him that this was the perfect moment to strike. <br \/><br \/>Sanji hated Devil's Fruits.  <br \/>&nbsp;<a name='cutid1-end'><\/a><br \/>","comments":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/11211.html?view=comments#comments","category":"one piece"},{"guid":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/10867.html","pubDate":"Sat, 05 Apr 2008 08:18:38 GMT","title":"Spring Smut","author":"ilostmynuts","link":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/10867.html","description":"My Harry Potter Spring Smut entry for this year. <br \/><br \/><b>Title:<\/b> <a href=\"http:\/\/community.livejournal.com\/hp_springsmut\/105700.html\" target=\"_blank\">Whatcha gonna do?<\/a><br \/><b>Rating:<\/b> NC-17<br \/><b>Pairing(s):<\/b> Moody\/Snape AU<br \/><b>Disclaimer:<\/b> All Harry Potter characters herein are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury\/Scholastic. No copyright infringement is intended.<br \/><b>Summary:<\/b> Alternate universe. Moody is a cop with a grudge and Snape is working for a drug lord. <br \/><b>Warnings:<\/b> Slash<br \/><b>Word Count:<\/b> ~2800<br \/><b><br \/>I was not nearly as pleased with this one as I was with the one I did last year. My own fault - I waited till <i>after <\/i>the last minute to write this (after a failed attempt at Snape\/Minerva). I probably won't sign up for this particular fic fest again - I just don't enjoy writing teh pron enough. I really liked writing everything else though. Gotta see if I can find a fest for the summer when I'm no longer in Japan.<\/b>","comments":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/10867.html?view=comments#comments"},{"guid":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/10468.html","pubDate":"Thu, 24 Jan 2008 10:41:36 GMT","title":"Offering for Jailbait Sanji Month","author":"ilostmynuts","link":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/10468.html","description":"<b>Title:<\/b> Whoops<br \/><b>Author:<\/b> ilostmynuts<br \/><b>Pairing:<\/b> None<br \/><b>Rating:<\/b> PG13<br \/><b><b>Word count:<\/b> 362<br \/><b>Author's notes:<\/b> <\/b>Offering for Jailbait!Sanji Month, unbetaed and written rather fast so cc is very much welcome. This is my first time writing anything for One Piece and I still have only seen the first 100 episodes (oh lord did I say 'only'? So many more to go...). This was inspired by a doujinshi by Love Potion #9 where Sanji eats a fruit with the same name. So I stole that. I am a thief. You may beat me.<b><br \/><b>Summary:<\/b> <\/b>Luffy watched him eat the fruit. <b><br \/><br \/>  <\/b><p class=\"\">&nbsp;<\/p><p class=\"\">\u201cYay, Sanji ate one too!\u201d said Luffy, shortly after Sanji sampled a new type of fruit he found at the market. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">Sanji frowned at him, wondering what Luffy found so fascinating about his cook eating a piece of fruit and why he wasn\u2019t whining for a taste of his own. That was when the painful, well more odd than painful really, feeling hit and he dropped the strange, sweet fruit and thought to himself, \u2018Oh shit,\u2019 because he wasn\u2019t stupid and had realized why Luffy said \u201ctoo\u201d and why hadn\u2019t that idiot warned him <i>before<\/i> he ate a piece (how had he even <i>known<\/i>?). <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">He hunched over, clutching at his shoulders and was hoping that whatever power he got was cooler than being made out of fucking rubber (that\u2019s no way to impress the ladies) like maybe a cool zoan-type or control over something bad-ass like fire when he suddenly realized that his pants were too big. Scratch that, all his clothes were too big and he found himself looking up at Luffy, or trying too, his bangs feeling much longer than before and harder to peer through and when he tried to look at his hands, all he could see were the shapes of his fingers through the dangling sleeves of his coat and his pants and boxers were around his ankles but that didn\u2019t matter because his shirt was long enough to cover him up.<\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cGoddammit,\u201d Sanji swore and it came out far too high pitched and fucking <i>angelic<\/i> and now he really wanted to kill something because it was going to be a real bitch to reach the stove now.<\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">The man who had sold Sanji the fruit came running up and grimaced when he saw the small, blond boy and the fruit on the ground.<\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cMy apologies, honored customer,\u201d the man said, bowing deeply. \u201cI accidentally sold you a Loli-loli fruit.\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">Sanji tried to kick him in the head but couldn\u2019t reach.<\/p>&lt;\/div&gt;<p class=\"\"><b> <\/b><\/p>","comments":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/10468.html?view=comments#comments"},{"guid":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/9973.html","pubDate":"Sat, 15 Dec 2007 03:58:33 GMT","title":"excerpts meme","author":"ilostmynuts","link":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/9973.html","description":"<i>When you see this, post a little weensy excerpt from as many random works-in-progress as you can find lying around. Who knows? Maybe inspiration will burst forth and do something, um, inspiration-y.<br \/><br \/><\/i>I thought this was an interesting meme. I started looking through all the stuff I've begun to write and was astonished by the quantity! Why can't I finish anything!? <br \/><span><\/span><br \/><br \/><p class=\"\"><i><span>Star Trek was my first fandom and I must have started writing this ages ago. Damned if I can remember where I was going with it. I know I had just watched Lain. But now I'm thinking about it again. I do love Spock. <\/span><\/i><br \/><\/p><br \/><p class=\"\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Kirk hadn\u2019t noticed him there for good reason. Spock was barely discernable among the tangled mess of ugly wires that covered his form.<br \/><\/p><p class=\"\"><span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <\/span>The approached him tentatively. McCoy had his tricorder out and ran it over him. <\/p><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <\/span>\u201cHe\u2019s alive Jim.\u201d <br \/><p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <\/span>McCoy looked at Kirk in astonishment. <\/p><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <\/span>\u201cThe wires appear to be connecting him to the Network.\u201d <br \/><p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <\/span>Kirk leaned toward the still form. <\/p><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <\/span>\u201cSpock\u2026\u201d he whispered. \u201cSpock, can you hear me?\u201d <br \/><p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <\/span>There was a pause and Spock lifted his head. <\/p><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <\/span>\u201cCaptain?\u201d he whispered, looking confused. A wire was attached to his bottom lip. He looked at them with blank eyes. Recognition dawned in them slowly. <br \/><p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <\/span>\u201cCaptain? Doctor?\u201d <\/p><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <\/span>\u201cYes Spock it\u2019s us.\u201d <br \/><p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <\/span>Spock merely looked at them. His eyes were now clear and wide. <\/p><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <\/span>\u201cI didn\u2019t\u2026\u201d He paused looking at the two a moment longer and closed his eyes. <br \/><p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <\/span>He shifted and the wires seemed to move of their own accord. Like snakes, they slithered off his body and landed in a tangled heap on the floor.<\/p><br \/>&lt;\/div&gt;<p class=\"\"> <\/p><br \/><i>I hated Spider-man 3. It was one of the worst movies I have ever seen. And I don't even like Peter\/Harry all that much. But that fight scene at the end was so beautifully slashy! Seriously, it was the only part of the movie worth watching. And then fucking with. <\/i><br \/><br \/><p class=\"\">His father was a crazy dick. His butler seemed like a trustworthy sort and if he said Norman Osborn was a suicidal bastard (granted, the old guy never used language like that but Harry got the gist), Norman Osborn was a suicidal bastard. And another thing.<span>&nbsp; <\/span><\/p>Peter Parker was really fucking hot. And dammit, Venom was throwing his own glider at him. <br \/><p class=\"\">Whoops. He dodged, conveniently forgetting (ok, just not caring) that Mary Jane would be in the way. <\/p>Then she fell, a look of disbelief on her face as she looked down at the metal skewering her chest. <br \/><p class=\"\">Yeah, so he wasn\u2019t being particularly helpful in saving the stupid bitch, but that didn\u2019t mean he actually <i>intended<\/i> to kill her. <\/p><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p>It was just a nice side effect.<br \/>&lt;\/div&gt;<p class=\"\"> <\/p><br \/><br \/><p class=\"\"><i>Homura's changed Sanzo into Konzen. Only Sanzo's still Sanzo, just in Konzen's body. But now Konzen's memories are coming to him in dreams and visions and freaking him out. Because Konzen was in a relationship with Kenren... Yeah, I'm trying to figure out what else to do with this. Like, what would happen when Konzen uses the scripture? Hmmm...<\/i><br \/><\/p><br \/><p class=\"\">\u201cJust show me the room,\u201d he ordered. \u201cAnd shut the fuck up, you\u2019re giving me a headache.\u201d <\/p>Goku fell quiet at that, instantly obedient when he thought he should be, when he felt responsible for hurting Sanzo, easy to guilt. Sanzo refused to feel bad about the guilty look on Goku\u2019s face, too eager to stretch on a proper bed for once and get some real sleep, fuck food. <br \/><p class=\"\">The bed was hardly a proper one, but it would serve and Sanzo stretched out on it. <\/p>\u201cAren\u2019t you going to eat, Sanzo?\u201d asked Goku. <br \/><p class=\"\">\u201cNot hungry. Leave me alone,\u201d Sanzo muttered and Goku backed out of the room, face still guilty.<br \/><o:p><\/o:p><br \/>He fell asleep. <\/p><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><i>Goku came bounding up to him. He was young, younger than Sanzo had ever seen him before.<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><br \/><p class=\"\"><i><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p>\u201cHey Konzen! Konzen!\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/p><i><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p>\u201cWhat, monkey?\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><br \/><p class=\"\"><i><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p>\u201cHey, don\u2019t call me monkey! My name is Goku! Goku!\u201d<o:p><br \/><\/o:p><br \/>\u201cMonkey\u2019s good enough for you.\u201d<\/i><\/p><br \/>&lt;\/div&gt;<br \/><br \/>  <p class=\"\">&nbsp;<\/p><p class=\"\"><i>Really, really, need to work on this. Totally forgot about it until today. <\/i><br \/><\/p><p class=\"\">Mary Jane\u2019s husband was gay. <\/p>    <p class=\"\"><o:p><\/o:p>She decided it over breakfast. <\/p>    <p class=\"\">\u201cI always thought he was,\u201d confided Aunt May. \u201cI worried about how you would take it.\u201d<\/p>    <p class=\"\">\u201cLooking back, I suppose I should have known better,\u201d sighed Mary Jane.<\/p>&lt;\/div&gt;<p class=\"\">  <\/p><p class=\"\">&nbsp;<\/p><p class=\"\">&nbsp;<\/p><p class=\"\">Flashback from another Saiyuki fic I'm working on called \"You Can't Go Back Again.\" It's the sequel to my ficlet, \"Dew.\" <i><br \/><\/i><\/p><p class=\"\"><i>\u201cKoryu, did you beat that little boy up?\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/p>    <p class=\"\"><i>Six year old Koryu glared at the boy sniveling into his mother\u2019s skirts as she tried to comfort him. She smiled apologetically at the Sanzo priest before she leads the boy back into the inn her family runs. <o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/p>    <p class=\"\"><i>\u201cHe thought I was a girl!\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/p>    <p class=\"\"><i>Peals of laughter. <o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/p>    <p class=\"\"><i>\u201cKoryu, girls should be cute and sweet. How am I ever going to find you a husband?\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/p>    <p class=\"\"><i>\u201cMaster!\u201d <o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/p>    <i><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;\">Koryu screeched in indignation<\/span><\/i>&lt;\/div&gt;<i><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;\"><\/span><\/i><br \/><p class=\"\">&nbsp;<\/p><p class=\"\"><i><\/i><\/p><p class=\"\"><i><i>A weird fic where Goku basically goes through puberty - and the Seiten Taisen comes along for the ride. <\/i>The result is a disaster. Darker than it sounds. Most of it is actually written. I just have to clean it up a bit. I don't like this piece much, for instance. But it gives the basic idea of the story. This may actually be completed soon now that I remembered I have it. <\/i><br \/><\/p>  <p class=\"\">Goku had taken to watching Sanzo. He had always liked watching the priest, often following him around the temple, much to the distress of the monks. Sanzo would more often than not be aware the silent stalking, but would exasperatedly allow it, just relieved to have Goku fairly quiet and out of trouble. <\/p>    <p class=\"\">But now, he liked to watch Sanzo when Sanzo didn\u2019t know he was watching. <\/p>    <p class=\"\"><o:p><\/o:p>It reminded him the priest was human. <\/p>    <p class=\"\">Feather thin cracks began to appear in the diadem.<\/p>&lt;\/div&gt;<p class=\"\"><i><br \/><\/i><\/p><p class=\"\"><i><i><\/i><\/i><\/p><p class=\"\"><i><i><i>OMGWTF, I wrote the beginnings of a Prostitute!Peter fic! Aunt May is sick and how is Peter going to get the money? Huh? Huh? *shame*<\/i> <br \/><\/i><\/i><\/p><p class=\"\"><i><i>  <\/i><\/i><\/p><p class=\"\">He supposed the desperation and guilt must have shown on his face that night because this was the first time he had ever been stopped that way and it certainly wasn\u2019t the first time he had walked home late at night in his civvies, weary from the activities of his \u2018other job.\u2019 Luckily (or perhaps not so luckily, depending on how you look at it), that night\u2019s fight hadn\u2019t left him too damaged, just a few bruises here and there, and none at all on his face (surprise surprise). <\/p>    <p class=\"\">In all fairness, the thought of making money in that way had never crossed his mind that stranger put it there. But when the guy showed him the money and told him what he wanted and how much he would give for it, he found himself unable to refuse.<\/p>&lt;\/div&gt;<p class=\"\"><i><i> <\/i><\/i><\/p><i><i>  <\/i><\/i><p class=\"\"><i><i> <\/i><\/i><\/p><i><i>  <br \/><\/i><\/i><p class=\"\"><i><i>&nbsp;<\/i><\/i><\/p><p class=\"\"><i><i><i><\/i><\/i><\/i><\/p><p class=\"\"><i><i><i><i>Wesley's cousin is out and looking for him. A Wesley-has-angsty-childhood-memories story. <\/i><br \/><\/i><\/i><\/i><\/p><p class=\"\"><i><i><i>  <\/i><\/i><\/i><\/p><p class=\"\">She looked down. <\/p>    <p class=\"\">\u201cYour father insisted it shouldn\u2019t matter to you. They were tracking him across <st1:country-region><st1:place>England<\/st1:place><\/st1:country-region>, an ocean away from you. They were just about to capture him when something went wrong. I don\u2019t know the details, but I\u2019m missing several funerals right now.\u201d <\/p>    <p class=\"\">\u201cWhat happened?\u201d asked Angel. <\/p>    <p class=\"\">\u201cHe disappeared. The last sighting was in <st1:city><st1:place>Portland<\/st1:place><\/st1:city>.\u201d <span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;\">Wesley flushed at this. \"They were tracking his movements across <\/span><st1:place><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;\">Europe<\/span><\/st1:place><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;\"> when he suddenly appeared in <\/span><st1:country-region><st1:place><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;\">America<\/span><\/st1:place><\/st1:country-region><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;\">. He appeared to be heading to <\/span><st1:state><st1:place><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;\">California<\/span><\/st1:place><\/st1:state>. That's when I thought it best to pay you a visit.\" <br \/><\/p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;\"> \"Wait, hold up,\" Cordelia held up a hand imperiously. \"You come thousands of miles to let Wesley know his cousin is coming by? Why do I get the feeling you're not planning a family reunion?\"<br \/> <br \/> <br \/> \"Cousin Reggie's a bit of a black sheep,\" Mrs. WP said apologetically.<br \/> <br \/> \"Cousin Reggie's a bloody insane evil warlock Mother!\" Wesley snapped.<br \/> <br \/> \"Language!\"<\/span>&lt;\/div&gt;<i><i><i><br \/><br \/><i><\/i><\/i><\/i><\/i><i><i><i><i><i>Tony's Iron Man suit is in love. It decides to call itself Horatio. <\/i><br \/>  <\/i><\/i><\/i><\/i><p class=\"\">Horatio gave the mechanic equivalent of a sigh. The sigh fluttered across the computer screens of <st1:place><st1:placename>Stark<\/st1:placename> <st1:placetype>Towers<\/st1:placetype><\/st1:place> causing a brief shimmer that lasted half a second. Several dozen Stark Industries researchers rubbed their eyes and went back to work. <\/p>    <p class=\"\">It had arranged a meeting with its beloved. Granted, his beloved didn\u2019t exactly know that it was Horatio that arranged a meeting for the two of them, but all\u2019s fair in love in war. <\/p>    <p class=\"\">\u201cHello, Tony? You called me to check those readouts?\u201d <\/p>    <p class=\"\">Peter sounded slightly wary. Horatio felt another surge of warmth. His beloved was so perceptive.<\/p>&lt;\/div&gt;<p class=\"\"> <\/p>  <i><i><i><i><br \/><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;\"> <\/span><\/i><\/i><\/i><\/i><p class=\"\"><i><i><i><i> <\/i><\/i><\/i><\/i><\/p><i><i><i><i>  <\/i><\/i><\/i><\/i><p class=\"\"><i><i><i><i><i><o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/i><\/i><\/i><\/i><\/p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;\"><\/span>","comments":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/9973.html?view=comments#comments","category":"meme"},{"guid":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/9562.html","pubDate":"Mon, 03 Dec 2007 13:33:02 GMT","title":"Random crack for marvel_100","author":"ilostmynuts","link":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/9562.html","description":"<br \/><b>Rating:<\/b> G<br \/><b>Characters<\/b>: Spider-man, Human Torch, random Spider-Slayer<br \/><b>Word Count:<\/b> 100<br \/><b>Prompt:<\/b> Crack!<br \/><span style=\"font-weight: bold;\"><p class=\"\"><o:p><\/o:p><\/p><\/span>  <p class=\"\">&nbsp;<\/p><p class=\"\">\u201cHoly fuck!\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">Spider-Man doesn\u2019t normally swear, not unless given the right provocation - either by being confronted by something particularly evil or being startled out of his mind. This is the latter situation. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cDid you know Jameson keeps this in his attic?\u201d Johnny said cheerfully. \u201cI stole it!\u201d<\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cWhat were you doing in Jameson\u2019s attic?\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">That question is ignored in favor of making the tentacles wrap around Spider-Man tighter, tendrils leisurely slithering down towards his crotch.<\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cWhat are you doing?\u201d<\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">Spider-man\u2019s costume is slowly removed, piece by piece.<\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cI thought we\u2019d have a little fun! Ever watch hentai?\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cWha- a-ah!\u201d<\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>&lt;\/div&gt;<p class=\"\"><o:p><\/o:p><\/p>","comments":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/9562.html?view=comments#comments"},{"guid":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/9325.html","pubDate":"Fri, 23 Nov 2007 10:50:18 GMT","title":"More kitten-y goodness","author":"ilostmynuts","link":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/9325.html","description":"<b>Title: <\/b>Side Effects<br \/><b>Rating:<\/b> G<br \/><b>Characters<\/b>: Spider-man, Human Torch, Doc. Strange, New Avengers<br \/><b>Word Count:<\/b> 100<br \/><b>Prompt:<\/b> Cute and Fuzzy.<br \/><span style=\"font-weight: bold;\">Author's Notes:<\/span> Sequel to \"<a href=\"http:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/9183.html#cutid1\" target=\"_blank\">With a Poof<\/a>\" <br \/><a name=\"cutid1\" target=\"_blank\"><\/a><br \/><p class=\"\">After several awkward days for Peter-as-a-kitten, Doctor Strange finally discovered a way to restore him to his original form. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p> <\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">Well, almost. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p> <\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cDoc, I really hope you can fix this. I\u2019m supposed to be <i>Spider<\/i>-man.\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p> <\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cDon\u2019t worry, I\u2019m sure I can fix it in a few min- ow!\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p> <\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">Doctor Strange winced when he was kicked under the table. Then, his eyes widened at the threatening looks he got from the rest of the New Avengers (and the Human Torch). <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p> <\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cUmmm, on second thought, it could take a few weeks.\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p> <\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">Peter twitched his new cat ears and lashed his tail in frustration.<\/p>&lt;\/div&gt;","comments":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/9325.html?view=comments#comments"},{"guid":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/9183.html","pubDate":"Tue, 20 Nov 2007 08:15:03 GMT","title":"Cute and Fuzzy - Challenge 31","author":"ilostmynuts","link":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/9183.html","description":"<b>Title: <\/b>With a Poof<br \/><b>Rating:<\/b> G<br \/><b>Characters<\/b>: Reed, Spider-man, Human Torch, Captain America, Luke Cage<br \/><b>Word Count:<\/b> 200<br \/><b>Prompt:<\/b> Cute and Fuzzy.<br \/><br \/>For <span  class=\"ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-C     \"  data-ljuser=\"marvel_100\" lj:user=\"marvel_100\" ><a href=\"https:\/\/marvel-100.livejournal.com\/profile\/\"  target=\"_self\"  class=\"i-ljuser-profile\" ><img  class=\"i-ljuser-userhead\"  src=\"https:\/\/l-stat.livejournal.net\/img\/community.png?v=556&v=915\" \/><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/marvel-100.livejournal.com\/\" class=\"i-ljuser-username\"   target=\"_self\"   ><b>marvel_100<\/b><\/a><\/span>. Really need to post there more often...  <p class=\"\"><br \/><\/p><p class=\"\">&nbsp;<\/p><p class=\"\"><br \/><\/p><p class=\"\">Reed Richards had expected the worst when, at the end of a relatively successful mission involving the Fantastic Four, the New Avengers, and Doctor Strange, Spider-Man suddenly disappeared with a poof. (An actual poof. As in \u201cPoof!\u201d Richards hated team-ups with magical beings.) <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">They rushed to the spot where Spider-Man had last been, only to find nothing but a bundle of blue and red spandex lying lifelessly on the ground. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cWhere\u2019d Spidey go?\u201d demanded the Human Torch, looking around as if he would spot a naked Peter Parker hiding in the corner at any minute. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cI don\u2019t know,\u201d said Captain <st1:country-region><st1:place>America<\/st1:place><\/st1:country-region>, poking cautiously at the spandex. \u201cHe disappeared.\u201d<\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cWith a poof,\u201d added Luke Cage. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">Richards already knew he was more intelligent than his comrades but that didn\u2019t mean he didn\u2019t occasionally appreciate the reminder of that fact. He stifled the urge to pat his comrades on the head. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">All the superheroes started when the spandex on the ground began to move. It flopped back and forth as something inside struggled to get out. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">Suddenly a tiny, fuzzy head poked out and stared at them with big brown eyes that surely took up half its face. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cMew!\u201d said Spider-Kitten in surprise.<\/p>&lt;\/div&gt;<p class=\"\"> <\/p>","comments":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/9183.html?view=comments#comments"},{"guid":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/8584.html","pubDate":"Sun, 07 Oct 2007 08:30:19 GMT","title":"Untitled Saiyuki Fic (Konzen)","author":"ilostmynuts","link":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/8584.html","description":"Untitled Saiyuki Fic<br \/>Pairing - eventual Gojyo\/Sanzo (I think)<br \/>Currently 989 words. More if anyone likes it. <br \/><br \/><br \/><br \/>  <p class=\"\">\u201cKonzen,\u201d said Homura, his voice soft and dangerous. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">The Sanzo party stood with weapons ready in the middle of the desert, Hakuyru flying high above their heads. They had come upon Homura waiting for them, calm, alone. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cI don\u2019t know who the fuck this Konzen is!\u201d snapped Sanzo, glaring at Homura. He held his gun in hand, whatever good it could do against a god. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cDon\u2019t you get it, you stupid bastard? Whoever it is you\u2019re talking about, he\u2019s dead! I\u2019m not him!\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">Homura shook his head. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cYou are him.\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">Quick as lightning, he grabbed Sanzo and knocked his gun to the ground. Goku cried out at that, attacking with his nyoibo. Homura was ten feet away before his nyoibo hit the ground, Sanzo with him. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">Homura ignored them, holding Sanzo\u2019s face in an unbreakable grip and looking at his face intently. Sanzo swore and struggled to pull away. \u201cYou are my Konzen.\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">Goku, Gojyo, and Hakkai rushed to the priest\u2019s aid, only to encounter an invisible barrier blocking their path. Homura spared them a bored look. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">Sanzo used that distraction to punch him in the face. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">Homura didn\u2019t seem to feel it, but he did return his full attention to Sanzo, grabbing his arm and holding it against his back, then pulling the priest flush against his body, chains cold between them. With one arm, Homura held Sanzo still, the other still on his face. That hand began to glow. Sanzo\u2019s eyes widened. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cYou fucking idiot! What the hell do you think you\u2019re doing? He\u2019s dead!\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cNo,\u201d Homura\u2019s voice was tinged with insane desperation. \u201cYou are him. You are my Konzen.\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cI\u2019m not you\u2019re anything, fucking bastard,\u201d Sanzo managed to gasp out as his body was suffused with light and they both disappeared from view. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cSANZO!!!\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">Goku began to beat against the barrier even more desperately than before. Gojyo was quieter, only releasing a quiet \u201cfuck\u201d before he joined Goku in fruitlessly attacking the barrier. Hakkai joined them, silent and grim, throwing chi at the barrier to no avail. There was now a sphere of light in an otherwise empty desert. As the light died down, they began to hear it. Sanzo\u2019s angry yells. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cWhat did you do? WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO!!!\u201d<\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">Homura smirked, the expression looking strange on his ashen face. \u201cI\u2019m a god. Don\u2019t you remember Konzen?\u201d He touched Sanzo\u2019s long blond hair and shimmering white clothing. \u201cThis is the way you should be.\u201d<\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cHoly fuck,\u201d said Gojyo. No one noticed him. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cFuck off,\u201d Sanzo spat at Homura, struggling to get out his grip. \u201cFucking idiot! Konzen is dead!\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">Homura\u2019s eyes widened and his face twisted with rage. <span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <\/span><br \/> <br \/> <\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cShut up! Konzen is not dead! Shut up!\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">He struck him across the face and Sanzo flew across the dirt like a rag doll. He landed within an arm\u2019s reach of his gun. Homura strode to him, angrily, an insane glint in his eyes. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cTell me the truth Konzen. Quit being such a stubborn ass.\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cFuck you! You can\u2019t bring back the dead! <st1:city><st1:place>Moron<\/st1:place><\/st1:city>!\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">It happened in a flash. Sanzo reached for the gun and had it in his hand just as Homura kicked him violently a few more feet across the desert sand. Sanzo clenched his teeth in pain and stubbornly kept a hold on the gun. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cTELL THE TRUTH KONZEN!!!\u201d Homura screamed at him, as he approached him again. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">Sanzo swiftly rose from the ground and, before Homura could react, put the banishing gun to his temple. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cMy name is Genjo Sanzo. Bastard.\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">And he shot him. Point-blank. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">The barrier disappeared in a flash of light that left Goku, Gojyo, and Hakkai stumbling in confusion. Sanzo stood alone, breathing heavily, looking around with surprise, his gun still held out. Homura was gone. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">Goku ran to Sanzo and looked up at him in surprise. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cSanzo! Sanzo are you ok? Sanzo what happened?\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cShut up,\u201d Sanzo groaned, putting his hand to his head. \u201cBakasaru.\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cSanzo?\u201d asked Hakkai uncertainly. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cWhat the fuck did he do to you dude?\u201d asked Gojyo. \u201cMakeover? You look like a fucking chick.\u201d<\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cGo to hell,\u201d said Sanzo, pushing the long blond hair from his face to glare at Gojyo. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">Goku\u2019s attention had turned to something else. He tentatively took a handful of Sanzo\u2019s long golden hair. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cHey, Sanzo, this reminds me of something\u2026\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">He stopped upon seeing Sanzo look at him with shock. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cThat hurts,\u201d he told him with dull amazement. \u201cYou always pull too hard.\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">Then he collapsed. <\/p>  <br \/>TBC&lt;\/div&gt;","comments":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/8584.html?view=comments#comments","category":["fic","saiyuki"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/8016.html","pubDate":"Tue, 21 Aug 2007 03:59:01 GMT","title":"Crossover ficlet","author":"ilostmynuts","link":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/8016.html","description":"<font><font size=\"2\"><b>Untitled Crossover Ficlet<br \/><b>Pairings:<\/b> <\/b>Ultimate!Jessica Drew\/Dean Winchester (from the TV show, Supernatural)<b><br \/><b>Rating:<\/b> <\/b>PG-13<b><br \/><b>Word Count:<\/b> <\/b>500<b><br \/><b>Prompt:<\/b> <\/b>Crossover<b><br \/><b>Notes: <\/b><\/b>This might turn into a longer story. It was difficult, cutting it down to 500 words and now it ends so abruptly.  <b><br \/><\/b><\/font><\/font><b><b>Warning<\/b>: <\/b>Spoilers for Ultimate Spider-man's Clone Saga.<b> <br \/><br \/>    <\/b><p class=\"\"><o:p><b>&nbsp;<\/b><\/o:p><\/p><p class=\"\"><o:p><\/o:p><\/p><b>  <\/b><p class=\"\">She was in a bar. Not a nice bar, no sirree, a nice bar wouldn\u2019t serve such an underage, ID-less <i>girl<\/i> like her. She was in one of those skuzzy little hellholes where the bartender kept serving her while giving her looks that had her pretty certain she\u2019d be defending herself in a dark alley somewhere when she finally decided to leave. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">But she still stuck around. Couldn\u2019t say no to beer, after all. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">Beer was nice. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cHey pretty girl.\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">A guy slid into the seat next to her, a nice looking guy with a confident drawl and just enough roughness around the edges to make her certain he was a young <i>man<\/i> with a hell of an interesting life. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">She was totally jealous. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cNot a girl,\u201d she snapped. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">The guy laughed. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cWoman it is then,\u201d he said easily, big smile still in place. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cNot a woman either,\u201d she said morosely. She thumped her fist on the table. \u201cUsed to be a guy.\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">His eyes widened at that, but, strangely, he didn\u2019t laugh or get up and leave the table, but gave her a sympathetic look. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cThat sucks dude. I\u2019ve been there.\u201d<\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">She eyed him suspiciously. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cReally?\u201d<\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cYup. Angry witch. One night stand, you now.\u201d<\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">She didn\u2019t know. But her own story was implausible enough and she had enough beer that she was willing to accept any sympathetic listener\u2019s story at face value. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cHow did you change back?\u201d she asked eagerly. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cAnother spell. Sex spell. Really weird, let me tell you.\u201d<\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cSo you did a spell to reverse the spell?\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">She slumped when he nodded. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cA spell wouldn\u2019t work on clones, would it?\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">He laughed. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cI don\u2019t know nothing about that science stuff.\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">She took another swig of beer. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cYou\u2019re an interesting girl.\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cI told you.\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cYou\u2019re not a girl, yeah. Well, my name\u2019s Dean. What\u2019s yours?\u201d<\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cThat\u2019s the question, isn\u2019t it Maybe Peter. Maybe Jessica. Maybe neither.\u201d She said. \u201cYou want to have sex with me, don\u2019t you?\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cWho wouldn\u2019t?\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">She looked down. Her breasts <i>were<\/i> pretty damn perfect. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">Fucking Octavius. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cGood point.\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">She left with him, in the sweetest car she\u2019d ever seen. A minute on the road and something thumped into the side of the car. Dean swore and jerked at the steering wheel, pulling the car over. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cFuck, <i>another<\/i> one!\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cWhat?\u201d <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cStay here!\u201d he ordered her, pulling a shotgun out from under the seat. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">She followed him out of the car. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">\u201cI said to stay!\u201d he yelled, shooting at a hissing creature, all teeth and spikes and claws. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">It evaded the rounds Dean emptied at it and leapt at her. She kicked out, slamming it aside and punched at its soft, fleshy underbelly as it came at her again. It snarled, enraged. She aimed her finger at it and covered it with webbing. It tried to tear at it, futilely, but she kept going until all they could see was an angrily quivering white cocoon, firmly secured to the ground. <\/p>  <p class=\"\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>  <p class=\"\">Dean looked at her in astonishment.<\/p>&lt;\/div&gt;<p class=\"\"><o:p><\/o:p><\/p>","comments":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/8016.html?view=comments#comments"},{"guid":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/7548.html","pubDate":"Mon, 09 Jul 2007 16:08:10 GMT","title":"prefic post","author":"ilostmynuts","link":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/7548.html","description":"Freaking out about Otakon and I have three Spidey fics I'm working on at once. Ack! <br \/><br \/>And dude, I'm writing about <i>tentacles<\/i>! *is ashamed*","comments":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/7548.html?view=comments#comments"},{"guid":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/7390.html","pubDate":"Mon, 02 Jul 2007 13:19:26 GMT","title":"lalala","author":"ilostmynuts","link":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/7390.html","description":"I'm at work, but I want to remember this info when I get home. Fic bunny!&nbsp;<br \/><br \/><em>However, most spiders that lurk on flowers, webs, and other fixed locations waiting for prey tend to have very poor eyesight; instead they possess an extreme sensitivity to vibrations, which aids in prey capture. Vibration sensitive spiders can sense vibrations from such various mediums as the water surface, the soil or their silk threads. Also changes in the air pressure can be detected in the search for prey. -<\/em>Wikipedia","comments":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/7390.html?view=comments#comments"},{"guid":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/7010.html","pubDate":"Mon, 02 Jul 2007 05:34:25 GMT","title":"After, my Dark Fic Fest entry","author":"ilostmynuts","link":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/7010.html","description":"I didn't post this here at first because I'm embarrassed by it. With optimistic delusions concerning my abilities to write for Harry Potter and to meet deadlines, I signed up for the the Dark Fic Fest over at <span  class=\"ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-C     \"  data-ljuser=\"lupin_snape\" lj:user=\"lupin_snape\" ><a href=\"https:\/\/lupin-snape.livejournal.com\/profile\/\"  target=\"_self\"  class=\"i-ljuser-profile\" ><img  class=\"i-ljuser-userhead\"  src=\"https:\/\/l-stat.livejournal.net\/img\/community.png?v=556&v=915\" \/><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/lupin-snape.livejournal.com\/\" class=\"i-ljuser-username\"   target=\"_self\"   ><b>lupin_snape<\/b><\/a><\/span>. Bad idea. I've not been in the mood for dark fic as of late and have been more focused on following the Marvel, Smallville, and Supernatural fandoms than anything else. So the night of the deadline, I finally sat down and hastily wrote something last minute. It's shameful, I know. Though I turned it over in my head again and again the weeks prior to the deadline, I just wasn't inspired by anything in particular the way I was for my HP Springsmut challenge. <br \/><br \/>Meh. I'll stay from dark fic for a while, I think. I'd rather write silly drabbles. <br \/><br \/>Also, I don't think I'll ever be able to write sex scenes, no matter how short, without blushing. God. <br \/><b><br \/>Title<\/b>: After<br \/><b>Author<\/b>: Neurotic Squirrel (<span  class=\"ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     \"  data-ljuser=\"ilostmynuts\" lj:user=\"ilostmynuts\" ><a href=\"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/profile\/\"  target=\"_self\"  class=\"i-ljuser-profile\" ><img  class=\"i-ljuser-userhead\"  src=\"https:\/\/l-stat.livejournal.net\/img\/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&v=915\" \/><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/\" class=\"i-ljuser-username\"   target=\"_self\"   ><b>ilostmynuts<\/b><\/a><\/span>&nbsp;&nbsp;)<br \/><b>Rating<\/b>: NC-17<br \/><b>Pairings<\/b>: Remus\/Severus, slight Remus\/Tonks and Severus\/Narcissa<br \/><b><span style=\"color: white; background-color: white;\"><\/span><b>Word Count<\/b>: <\/b>516<b><br \/><b>Prompt<\/b>: <\/b><i>Assassination is the extreme form of censorship.<\/i> \u2013 George Bernard Shaw.<b><br \/><b><b>Disclaimer<\/b>:<i> <\/i><\/b><\/b>It all belongs to JK Rowling. Not a dime is being made. <b><b><br \/><b>Notes<\/b>: <\/b><\/b>Unbetaed and last&nbsp; minute because I am a horrible, forgetful person. I'm so very sorry. It's still June 30 in LA!<br \/><br \/><a href=\"http:\/\/community.livejournal.com\/lupin_snape\/1137422.html#cutid1\" target=\"_blank\">Read more...<\/a>","comments":"https:\/\/ilostmynuts.livejournal.com\/7010.html?view=comments#comments","category":["fic","hp"]}]}}