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Hmm..this song is crazily appropriate. *loves on Sparta*

Title: The Right Answer
Pairing: Tamaki/Kyouya
Rating: PG for naked Tamaki butt! :D
Word Count: 1,309
A/N: ( Almost as long as the fic, jesus. )



( When Kyouya opened his eyes, Tamaki was no longer next to him. )

HAH!! More Ouran drabble-age for anime_flash. I think I'll make a whole series of these, because they're way too fun. Tamaki really is such a loveable idiot.

Challenge: 2A – Love
Title: The Reel
Author: katilara
Series/Characters: Ouran High School Host Club, Tamaki/His Worst Nightmare
Rating: PG13 for wild imagination
Word Count: 293


( 'Tono?' the twins poked him in the back. )


Argh! The Cain nightmare is so good in my head that I'm afraid to type it up and rescue it from the piece of crumpled blotter paper I scribbled it on at work. It won't be nearly as good as I want it to be when I post it. I tend to think I've only successfully captured such a beautiful ephemerance (is that a word? Fuck, it is now!) once or twice before. But just... *sob*

So much to look forward to this week! Tomorrow is early VDay with The Boy, Tuesday is Fiddler's with the writers, Thursday is a reunion with an old room mate of mine whom I miss very much, and Saturday is Fuji and Fandom!! I'm going to be so tired by the end of the week it's going to be ridiculous.

Also, have decided that I'm going to request a meeting with The Boss tomorrow and talk to her about my permanence, or lack thereof. It's important to me, you know? I REALLY want to stay there, but I need to be full time, and have health insurance, and do other adult things. Blah.

Spent a good portion of the work night talking with my 2nd favorite sillhouette artist. He's gone back to school for a masters in Film and Production. I am so proud of him! His love for his classes and professors makes me want to go back even more than I did before. It's doubly nice though that I can talk to him about the NNoD and he can talk to me about his screen plays and we can hash things out and laugh and beg to see the finished products, all in colonial wear. *head desk* But I really do value any time I get to see him. That just sounded extra girly didn't it?

Damn. I think it's nap time.

I'm addicted to this icon. kellygreen is seven kinds of love for finding it.


The A theme at anime_flash this month is 'love'. Leave it to me to turn it into an angst fest!
( Not really Faye/Spike, but you know, Faye and Spike. )


( I was a busy reader today! )


I feel decidedly not clever enough to write the Ouran fic I wanted to. It's like I always feel decidedly clever enough not to write James/Sirius. Which is downright silly, because the reason I love boys is that I love to write banter, and honest sillyness, and hidden feelings, and people who don't beat around the bush. People who run into the bush head on, not worried about the consequences in a fit of passion. Sometimes pantsless, sometimes with ties around their heads.

It's a disease. But at least Jess seems to be enjoying Ouran greatly, if the giggling is any indication.

I was thinking today, while reading some Mustang/Havoc doujins, about how I love to write smokers. (As a side note, one of the covers had Roy holding Jean's cigarette and Jean with Roy's glove in his mouth. Damned sexy.) Smoking can convey a lot about a person, mentally and physically, and it can add to the atmosphere. And then I started cataloguing all of the other weird ticks I like writing. ( So a nosy question on my part, if you please: )



OMG! I neeeeeed my Old Navy W2 so I can file my taxes because I need my refund to move in April. I wonder if I should call corporate.