Canto a la vita

SO. Once again I'm drawing close to the 'OHGODNO WRITER'S BLOCK'. So, as a way to try and do so, here's the stuff I'm working on. Some are repeats, some are new, but here it is.



The New Babysitter, Fairly Odd Parents.

Timmy blinked, uncertain. The girl, somewhat, seemed as the prettier, nicer, smarter and certainly kinder version of Vicky. She smiled sweetly, her blue eyes, somehow, were even prettier than Trixie’s.

“Awwww! So this is Timmy! He’s so cute!” The new sitter giggled, still waving at him. For a second he considered smiling and waving back, but he was experienced in that kind of situations, having seen Vicky more times than he cared to remember make small talk with his parents and pretend to be the nicest girl ever, so instead he ducked, hiding behind the couch. The girl giggled again. “Awww, so precious! He’s shy!”

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Untitled as of yet, Dean, Dean/Sam. WINCEST.

Dean believes in hell. It would be hard not to do so with his line of job, with the things he sees/fights/kills, with the memory of screams and fire curling around his psyche everyday.

It's heaven he's not sure he believes in.

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Untitled as of yet, Get Backers. Ginji, Ban (heavily hinted Ban/Ginji)

He has barely taken a step inside the Honky Tonk when he paused, his senses prickling with electricity.

Inside the damn electric kid, the Raitei, is accepting a cup of coffee from Paul, looking perplexed and wide eyed and - for fuck's sake - lost and innocent, as if he wasn't almost the most powerful person from the Mugenjou.

"Yo, walkin'talkin' plug in," Ban says, blowing a stream of white gray smoke. "What the hell are you doing here?"

Raitei turns to look at him.

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Untitled aoy, Good Omens/From the dust (Bradbury) XOver

"If you insist. But angel, I also found it." Said Crowley, still peeking to the bundle of cooing baby a bit apart. "So, I also have a say on where it goes."

Aziraphael sighed. "Really, dear boy; it's not an 'it'. He's a quite healthy baby boy."

"Yes, yes." Crowley dismissed, before he grinned. "I know exactly which family ought to find him."

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UAOY, Kyou Kara Maou/Young Avengers.


“Sure, Shouri. Okay, see you in a bit!” Yuuri gave his brother a small wave before he and Murata got swallowed and thrown into one of the castle’s baths.

The fact that he almost didn’t have work pending and that Günther had given him a teary congratulation on his progress and had said it was okay to finish lessons a bit early because exercise and free air where a very important part on progressing, should’ve been another hint that there was a big chance of something big happening.

As it was, Yuuri only remembered when, at dinner, Murata reminded him about the letter.

“Oh, yeah, Günther!” Yuuri smiled, taking out the letter from his jacket. “Shouri said Bob sent you this.”




"OHMYGOD!" Cassie squealed, throwing her arms around Kate so suddenly that she almost stepped over Tommy; instead he and the other four young avengers saw as their blonde teamate kept squealing 'oh my god' while bouncing. Kate was smiling too, even if she wasn't bouncing. "You're the best Kate! Ohmygodohmygodohmygod!"

"So... do we get to find out what's happening or we just wait for the Girl on Girl action?" Tommy asked with a grin. Kate - and Eli - glared at him, but Cassie didn't even seem to have heard him as she bounced to hold unto Vision's arms, still bouncing.

"I just got us tickets for-"

"Fashion Week!" Cassie turned around; the next target for her new developed bouncing-glomping abilities was Teddy, and then she dragged Billy into the hug as she flung one of her arms around his neck. "We're going to Fashion Week!"

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Bonding Threads, KKM, Yuuri and Gwendal.

Yuuri can, actually, speak of lots of things that have happened in his current life that he never thought were going to happen before. Like, being the king of a whole damn country, for example. Or being engaged at age fifteen. It gets double points when you add that said fiancé is another boy. Or, you know. The whole reincarnation thing and the fact that his best friend had been also his best friend (kinda) four thousand years ago.

Even then, Yuuri is fairly certain that never before, in all the time that he has been the maou and has been in Shin Makoku, that he would've thought that he and Gwendal would be hiding together in a closet.

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Arrows of the Moon, CCS, Future!Fic, Ruby Moon/Yue.


More than anything, Touya looked old. Nakuru had never cared enough to give up some of his magic to make himself look older; Suppi always said he was too vain.

He was aware of the years that had gone by; had seen it in thousand of people and even in Yukito, but it was shocking, watching a Touya with wrinkles and white hair and deep shadows under his eyes when he still could, if he wanted to, pass by as a teenager. However his surprise at seeing Touya like that, he didn't let his smile waver.

"To-ya~!" With a giggle and a flutter of skirts, the guardian bounced from his spot besides Yukito towards the bed where the old man rested, cuddling besides him and fluttering his eyelashes. "You look yummy as ever! Can I eat you now~? I'm hungry!"

"Oh, shut up." Touya muttered, pushing his face away a little, but Nakuru knew where to look for his smile. It had been years since they had moved from annoyer-and-annoyee to friends, even if Touya would never admit it, which was more than fine to Nakuru. He had too much fun with everything like this.

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Of Birds, Baseball and Relationships. Also known as 'Yuuri gets The Talk three times. KKM.'

Valentine’s Day in the Shibuya household usually was quite peaceful. Or they were peaceful, had Souma not forgotten the day. Jennifer insisted that, despite the fact that in Japan it was women the one that gave the presents, since she and Souma had lived in America for so long, they both should get something.

Even if Souma didn’t completely understand his wife’s logic, he did knew that lack of an appropriate present, let it be chocolates or flowers at the very least, it would mean spending his nights on the couch until White Day, if he was lucky enough to have given the appropriate present then.


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UAOY, KKM. Pre-Yuuri.

The throne room was beyond silent; not even whispers were heard as all the eyes in the room focused over the man in the middle. He had been stripped of all of his medals and strips, his right to carry a sword taken; even the simple honor of wearing his military uniform had been taken once it had been clear he was at fault and was dire responsible of the death of a member of the von Wilcott family.

The judgment was now of Geigen Huber Brischella as a mazoku who had disobeyed the Maou and, thus, Shinou's orders. His life as a soldier was already over.

Finally, the Maou, Cecile von Spittzburg emerged, dressed in the severe black she had taken to wear since the war had started, her face carefully blank despite the sadness in her eyes. She was flanked by her son Gwendal who, as the regent lord of the von Voltaire family and, thus, responsible of Huber's actions and by her brother Stoffel, who served as her steward.
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UAOY, Bruce Wayne/Clark Kent Weird-Personal-Canon-thingy which will involve Lex Luthor SOMEHOW, ALSO KNOWN AS: How much can allira_dream dork about dorky teenagers?

"Would you go?" Clark asks. His legs are hanging down the branch and he's kicking them, one after the other, unafraid that he could fall down. Even if Clark has said that he's afraid of heights, he doesn't seem so, not like this when the sun is high in Kansas and the summer breeze waves through the corn.

"Where?"

Clark grins at him, lips orange form the popsicle he's sucking about. Bruce licks a drop of his own lemon popsicle that's about to drop and looks at the fourteen years old and his easy, almost contagious grin.

"To the stars! Y'know. And the planets. To outer-space."

"Yeah," it's somehow amazing how this boy can make him smile, but he doesn't mind as he grins and nods. "Yeah, I'd go."

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In Which Ruby Moon and Yue become Hosts in the Host Club. No, that's not the title, but it fits with the description =D;

"Yuuueee. D'you know whyyy Clow sent us here? Eriol said I haaad to do it!" Ruby Moon pouted. "And I couldn't even bring Suppy!"

Yue took a deep breath. "I'm sure that master Clow had a perfectly good reason for-"

Ruby Moon raised a perfectly defined eyebrow. "That means you've no idea, right?"

Yue turned to see to the other Moon Guardian, fixing it with a glare that, in any other person, would have made them stay quiet. As it was, Ruby Moon yawned and crossed his gloved arms behind his head.

"From what mistress Sakura and Eriol-san said, it seemed as if Master Clow owed something."

"What, you mean, we're coming to Yuuko-san?!" Ruby Moon transformed to Nakuru and the okama turned to look around, a mix of great excitement and at the same time fright upon his eyes. "But Eriol always says that he tried not to owe Yuuko-san anything!"

"Actually, it doesn't have anything to do with Ichihara-san." A cool voice said. Both guardians turned to look towards a tall, black haired teenager wearing glasses and carrying a notebook who smiled at them. "I'm pleased you're on time, Yue-san, Ruby Moon-san... or would it be Nakuru-kun at the moment?"

Yue turned to look at Nakuru to see if he shared his shock; it was quite obvious he did, because Nakuru was gaping towards the teenager, pointing a trembling hand to the teenager.

"When did Clow spawn and why weren't we informed?!" And at that, Nakuru jumped the few meters that were separating him from Yue, clinging to the other Moon Guardian's arm and pulling on it. "Yue! Yue! Why didn't you tell me?! Is it because I have those photos of To-ya? I tooold you that it had been Kero!"


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Also not title, but it has chibi!Raven, chibi!Celi and Chibi!Stoffel. D'AAAAWWW =D (KKM)

After just a few months of living in the Spitzburg household, Raven had had to develop a sixth sense for danger. It had happened more or less around the time his arm had broken for the first time, and, as time went by, with more cuts and bruises on the road, it only became more and more precise.

Which was why, after ten years of living there, he knew something was wrong. Keeping still on his bed, refusing the small desire his body had to twitch, he tried to capture the strangeness in the air. There had to be a presence, a noise, a–

Suddenly, there it was, but he barely had a moment to open his eyes before there was a loud - “Good morning, Raven!”, and then he was being tightly hugged by a very enthusiast Celi, pushed to lay down over the mattress with an armful of blonde young lady sprawled over him.

“M-Miss Celi!” He choked, fighting a blush at the situation. With his luck, his Excellency Lord Spitzburg would ask to come in right then after deciding he wanted to go hunting, or perhaps master Stoffel would require his presence. “Miss Celi, what are you doing?”


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From the FMA!Movie or: let's-make-Nina-decide-that-it's-not-Elricest-if-it's-only-soul-sex =D;;;

“… and it’s really nice to meet you.” The young man says, eyes warm and trusting and his smile breaks Ed’s heart all the same.

“Al…”

The young man blinks, tilting his head; Ed feels his throat close as if he couldn’t breath and he doesn’t dare to blink or move away or anything. Then the smile is back, so sweet and kind that Ed’s surprised to notice his eyes almost stinging.

“No one has called me that since I was a kid,” the no-Al says with the voice his younger brother would’ve had if he had grown up, and the no-Al raises his hand again towards him. “But it’s okay if you want to. Nice to meet you, Mr. Elric.”

Ed takes the hand with his prosthetic limb, unable to even think about it’s warmness over him and forces his voice to come out normal.

“No, I’m sorry. I just... you remind me of someone. Please, call me Edward, Alfons.”

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I have a few others, but those are presents and those ARE coming out.

Who fails? I fail. *ducks head*