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On my knees, but not to pray
*sigh* I did get some writing done at Dandelion, which was nice. Even if I did drop everything I touched. I really, really need to lay off the drugs. Heh. And damnit if typing isn't hard with one finger taped up. I think tomorrow I'll call in dead.
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remeciel, since she'd never heard any before, but if anyone else is curious...
Our Lady Peace - One Man Army
Unbutton your clothes
Undress your soul, show them your vigor
Are those inhibitions easiest to fear?
Our Lady Peace - World on a String
I see the world on a beach
It's sinking in the sand
Oh it tries to suck you down with it
You better get out while you can
Our Lady Peace - Not Enough (I know this file says it's by Three Doors Down, but it lies!)
When they say you're
not that strong
Well you're not that weak
It’s not your fault
Our Lady Peace - Clumsy
Try to shrug it off, shrug it off, shrug it off
It's only skin now
You need to understand
There's nothing fake about this
Our Lady Peace - Naveed
let him die if he wants to?
I can't live here anymore
it's hard when you reach for that floor and
and there's something that tears me inside, so I can't go
Our Lady Peace - Angels Losing Sleep
Looks like the holy ghost is gone
Now your afraid of yourself
Over your shoulder you have to watch
Heaven fall into hell
Our Lady Peace - Sell My Soul
I’m losing my heart
I’m losing my pride
I’d burn our initials
In the sun if it would shine
Our Lady Peace - Thief
I can't see that thief
That lives inside of your head
But I can be some courage at
The side of you bed
I have lots more of that, if anyone wants any.
And another flopsy for the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
100bleach. This one is because someone at The Pit replied to the Renji/Rikichi with 'What, no love for Byakuya?' On the contrary, Byakuya gets more love than he can stand. ;) Anything that's wrong with this I blame on my gimp finger. :p
Title: Ridiculous
Claim: 6th Division
Prompt: Hair
Rating: PG13
Characters: Byakuya/Renji
Renji’s hair stretched from one pillow to the other and Byakuya regarded it contemptuously as it tickled his nose. He had tried many times to come up with some fond way to refer to it, but the only terms he could ever muster were offensive. However, that may have been because Renji himself was pretty offensive.
It was a ridiculous amount of ridiculously colored hair that managed to shine even in the darkness. He had spent Renji's first year as fukutaichou of the 6th division trying to persuade, cajole, or outright order the man to cut it. Or at least tame it somewhat, because the 6th Division had no place in its ranks for garden variety thugs. Byakuya had lost that fight, which had only set him up to lose other fights, like the one that he fought with his conscious every day over just what to do with a fukutaichou who didn’t listen. Certainly, he thought, as he stared at the red and black hair that tangled together on the pillow case, this hadn't been what his conscious had in mind.
Byakuya slid his hand up the sheets until he could grasp at a few of the strands and started to smooth them out between the pads of his fingers. It was always a surprise to him how soft the hair was, because the rest of his fukutaichou was decidedly not. Renji stirred and rolled over towards him and there was a small tug as Byakuya held onto the strands a little longer than he should have. Renji grunted and opened one sleepy eye.
"Taichou," his voice was husky with sleep and it sent a shiver throughout Byakuya’s muscles that settled in his groin. "Shouldn't you be asleep? Lots of papers to sign and whatnot tomorrow." Renji half grinned and his heavy eye lids only added to the cockiness of the statement. Renji liked to tease Byakuya about how much combat the man actually saw. Byakuya would have punished him, had he been any other man, and had he not known that Renji had seen first hand just how dangerous he was. Sometimes, he still felt bad about that.
"No, I rather think not," Byakuya said, and sniffed regally. "My fukutaichou is a capable man, and he has been looking a little bored lately. It'll be good to give him something to do, to keep him out of trouble. I think perhaps I'll be out sick."
Renji blinked and looked up at him. "Taichou, you haven't been out sick in a hundred years. Not even when-" He thought better of what he was going to say and pretended to yawn instead. Byakuya liked to keep his time with Hisana separate from his time with Renji, and Renji tried to respect that wish, even if his mouth often did outstrip his brain for dominance.
Byakuya smiled at him, forgiving the slip. "I have it on good authority that I will not be in any condition to leave my quarters tomorrow,” he said gently. “At least, I think I heard some drunken thug say something to that effect. I'm still feeling just fine though, so perhaps my fukutaichou will have another boring day after all. No, you're right. I'll just be going to sleep then." He rolled over and tried to hide his smile in the pillow.
Renji inhaled deeply and Byakuya felt strong, rough fingers land on his shoulder and grip around it tightly. Renji pulled Byakuya onto his back and leaned over to kiss him. As Renji ran his tongue over Byakuya’s lips, Byakuya felt Renji’s hair fall to either side of his face. It was one of the things about Renji that always made Byakuya feel like he was someplace private and safe.
Renji pulled away and chuckled deep in his throat. "We'll just have to see about that," he said. Byakuya watched the ridiculous hair trail down his chest and stomach as it followed after Renji's lazy tongue. He thought of a few more offensive things to call his fukutaichou, and sincerely hoped he would soon get the chance to use them.
...
I've gotmarilla82 watching FMA, and after the first five eps she's hooked! Moo ha ha!
This is for
remeciel, since she'd never heard any before, but if anyone else is curious...Our Lady Peace - One Man Army
Unbutton your clothes
Undress your soul, show them your vigor
Are those inhibitions easiest to fear?
Our Lady Peace - World on a String
I see the world on a beach
It's sinking in the sand
Oh it tries to suck you down with it
You better get out while you can
Our Lady Peace - Not Enough (I know this file says it's by Three Doors Down, but it lies!)
When they say you're
not that strong
Well you're not that weak
It’s not your fault
Our Lady Peace - Clumsy
Try to shrug it off, shrug it off, shrug it off
It's only skin now
You need to understand
There's nothing fake about this
Our Lady Peace - Naveed
let him die if he wants to?
I can't live here anymore
it's hard when you reach for that floor and
and there's something that tears me inside, so I can't go
Our Lady Peace - Angels Losing Sleep
Looks like the holy ghost is gone
Now your afraid of yourself
Over your shoulder you have to watch
Heaven fall into hell
Our Lady Peace - Sell My Soul
I’m losing my heart
I’m losing my pride
I’d burn our initials
In the sun if it would shine
Our Lady Peace - Thief
I can't see that thief
That lives inside of your head
But I can be some courage at
The side of you bed
I have lots more of that, if anyone wants any.
And another flopsy for the
100bleach. This one is because someone at The Pit replied to the Renji/Rikichi with 'What, no love for Byakuya?' On the contrary, Byakuya gets more love than he can stand. ;) Anything that's wrong with this I blame on my gimp finger. :p Title: Ridiculous
Claim: 6th Division
Prompt: Hair
Rating: PG13
Characters: Byakuya/Renji
Renji’s hair stretched from one pillow to the other and Byakuya regarded it contemptuously as it tickled his nose. He had tried many times to come up with some fond way to refer to it, but the only terms he could ever muster were offensive. However, that may have been because Renji himself was pretty offensive.
It was a ridiculous amount of ridiculously colored hair that managed to shine even in the darkness. He had spent Renji's first year as fukutaichou of the 6th division trying to persuade, cajole, or outright order the man to cut it. Or at least tame it somewhat, because the 6th Division had no place in its ranks for garden variety thugs. Byakuya had lost that fight, which had only set him up to lose other fights, like the one that he fought with his conscious every day over just what to do with a fukutaichou who didn’t listen. Certainly, he thought, as he stared at the red and black hair that tangled together on the pillow case, this hadn't been what his conscious had in mind.
Byakuya slid his hand up the sheets until he could grasp at a few of the strands and started to smooth them out between the pads of his fingers. It was always a surprise to him how soft the hair was, because the rest of his fukutaichou was decidedly not. Renji stirred and rolled over towards him and there was a small tug as Byakuya held onto the strands a little longer than he should have. Renji grunted and opened one sleepy eye.
"Taichou," his voice was husky with sleep and it sent a shiver throughout Byakuya’s muscles that settled in his groin. "Shouldn't you be asleep? Lots of papers to sign and whatnot tomorrow." Renji half grinned and his heavy eye lids only added to the cockiness of the statement. Renji liked to tease Byakuya about how much combat the man actually saw. Byakuya would have punished him, had he been any other man, and had he not known that Renji had seen first hand just how dangerous he was. Sometimes, he still felt bad about that.
"No, I rather think not," Byakuya said, and sniffed regally. "My fukutaichou is a capable man, and he has been looking a little bored lately. It'll be good to give him something to do, to keep him out of trouble. I think perhaps I'll be out sick."
Renji blinked and looked up at him. "Taichou, you haven't been out sick in a hundred years. Not even when-" He thought better of what he was going to say and pretended to yawn instead. Byakuya liked to keep his time with Hisana separate from his time with Renji, and Renji tried to respect that wish, even if his mouth often did outstrip his brain for dominance.
Byakuya smiled at him, forgiving the slip. "I have it on good authority that I will not be in any condition to leave my quarters tomorrow,” he said gently. “At least, I think I heard some drunken thug say something to that effect. I'm still feeling just fine though, so perhaps my fukutaichou will have another boring day after all. No, you're right. I'll just be going to sleep then." He rolled over and tried to hide his smile in the pillow.
Renji inhaled deeply and Byakuya felt strong, rough fingers land on his shoulder and grip around it tightly. Renji pulled Byakuya onto his back and leaned over to kiss him. As Renji ran his tongue over Byakuya’s lips, Byakuya felt Renji’s hair fall to either side of his face. It was one of the things about Renji that always made Byakuya feel like he was someplace private and safe.
Renji pulled away and chuckled deep in his throat. "We'll just have to see about that," he said. Byakuya watched the ridiculous hair trail down his chest and stomach as it followed after Renji's lazy tongue. He thought of a few more offensive things to call his fukutaichou, and sincerely hoped he would soon get the chance to use them.
...
I've got
marilla82 watching FMA, and after the first five eps she's hooked! Moo ha ha!