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elementalherozanisha made me do it, I swear.Drabble request time! Name me a fandom, pairing, and/or prompt, and I'll give you some sentences off the top of my head!
Recommended: Bleach, Naruto, Kingdom Hearts (aka inspiration/writing has been high for these lately)
Also Acceptable: Ouran High School Host Club, Avatar (I've only seen to Book 1: Episode 10, though, so not a good idea), FMA, basically anything you've ever seen me spazz over here~
DON'T EVEN GO HERE: Slash. Unless you're one of my really close friends who knows about the maybe three slash pairings that I've ever secretly followed, don't ask me. I'LL WRITE GEN/FRIENDSHIP WITH THE CHARACTERS, THOUGH, JUST NOT KISSY-FACE~
Go nuts!
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Date: 2008-07-11 08:53 am (UTC):3
&&& kingdom hearts
pence centric :D
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Date: 2008-07-11 01:35 pm (UTC)Point and click.
The
fourthree of them are always together, always friends. They share summers and winters, beaches and homework, sand and snow. One with a big grin and a foam club, one with a sundress and a helpful word, one with a camera. Always the camera.Point and click.
A snapshot of a day at the beach,
fourthree friends playing in the sand and water.Point and click.
A snapshot of the old mansion, with
fourthree friends standing outside--(but isn't the picture's composition strange, he asks himself that night, doesn't it look as if there's someone missing?)
Point and click.
A snapshot of three friends at graduation, and this time he doesn't feel that strange sense of someone/no one being there. Whoever or whatever used to haunt the summer days seems to have gone, and he's secretly grateful because he felt like the only one who could sense it.
Point and click.
A snapshot of
threetwo friends. One in white, one in black. The third is behind the camera. The two are smiling and crying and kissing and it is all so beautiful--(except for the secret fear in his heart, the fear that they used to have another and he is gone, and maybe one of the three remaining will disappear soon as well)
Point and click.
A snapshot of no one.
(where did he go?)
....
He's staring down the shaft, cruel black lines and angles cold to the touch.
He's off to find no one, and maybe no one will find him.
It's not a camera he's holding.
Point and click.
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It wasn't supposed to be this angsty, I swear! D: