Blood, Ink, & Inspiration

*brushes dust off community*

So, I took a long, unintentional break from writing of any sort for a while, but I'm back now. Sort of. I'm slowly getting back into the swing of writing, having recently started work on, well, a very large and somewhat secret project.

However, in the course of stretching out the long-unused writing muscles, inspiration for this ridiculous bit of something-or-other came to me, so I took a short break from working on the big project to dash it out before I misplaced it (or tried to somehow write it into the other project, which would have been incredibly wrong).

All I can really say is that sometimes comedy is found in odd places. And my brain is a very, very, very odd place indeed.

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Series: Naruto
Characters: Sakura, various Akatsuki
Word Count: 1,100
Genre: Comedy
Rating: M
Spoilers: the names of several Akatsuki members. Otherwise... not really
Warnings: Full-frontal male nudity. And swearing

The copyright to Naruto is still not in my possession, least I get bored and things like this happen in the actual story.

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It's not like she asked to be kidnapped, constantly drained of chakra, and have her name changed to 'bait'.


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Yes, I am still, very, very, very slowly working away at the 64damn_prompts list. Progress has been slow, though, because my creative juices have redirected somewhere other than the writing part of me for the time being. I’m sure they’ll return, I’m just not sure when.

I’m also not quite sure where the idea for this came from, but it’s a sweet little summer vignette all the same. Children behaving like children is really rather refreshing to write. Perhaps I should try to do it more often.

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Word Count: 669
Prompt: #12 children (64damn_prompts)
Genre: drama
Rating: PG

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Some parts of childhood never change.


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Despite when it’s being posted, this is not a Christmas story in any way, shape, or form. It’s simply the time I finished it, and I wanted to release it unto the world internet quickly, before it (possibly) gets jossed by upcoming chapters of the Naruto manga.

This particular story is based on events in very recent chapters indeed (the 420something chapters, specifically), and there are certain assumptions I’ve made regarding recent/upcoming canon for the purposes of the story, since it’s set just after the currently running battle is over. However, as these assumptions are spoilers of the first order, I’ve hidden them. Highlight to read!

I’ve assumed that Kakashi really is dead, that Ino and Sakura survived the attack, that the village of Konoha still exists somehow, and that Naruto is back from hermit training and hasn’t been bijuu-napped or gone away again immediately after the attack is over.

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Series: Naruto
Characters: Sakura, Ino, Naruto
Word Count: 1030
Prompt: #56 the beginning is the end is the beginning (64damn_prompts)
Genre: Drama/Romance?
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: up to ch427 of the Naruto manga
Warnings: There are mentions of a sexual relationship between a 16-year-old and a 30something-year-old, so it’s a little... umn... statutory. However, nothing sexual actually happens in the story.

I don’t own Naruto, and that will be unutterably obvious if/when this story gets jossed.

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It hurts the most when you can actually feel your heart breaking.


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I suppose it’s vaguely ironic to finally finish posting this series of character sketches with the very first of them that I ever wrote. Still, because it’s the first, it has a special place in my heart. Yes, I would have to say that in this 4am series Power is definitely my favourite of them, but this one, well, Love was the first. The one that all the rest came from.

So, there’s a certain pride of place for this piece, posted last, written first.

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Series: Sailor Moon
Word Count: 634
Genre: Introspective
Rating: G
Spoilers: references to portions of the first season, but nothing really outright

I do not own Sailor Moon. If I did, it would still have a North American licence. (*not bitter, nope, not at all*)

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always for her, always


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It’s possibly a good thing that I’ve gotten into writing Naruto fics, because inspiration has a tendency to hit me like a kunai between the eyes with no warning and I might as well be in a fandom where that's appropriate imagery. Such was the case with this piece, which for lack of a better category I’m going to call a story.

The tale of my latest inspiration goes thusly: I download music I’ve never heard before, toss it onto my media player, the Toy, and then listen to it while I’m at work to decide if I like it or not. One day not too long ago, I cued up A Perfect Circle “Counting Bodies Like Sheep to the Rhythm of the War Drums” for the very first time, and listened to it. And then, when it was done I had to listen to it again, to make sure I’d really heard what I thought I’d heard. And that was when inspiration attacked me, and demanded that I write Itachi. Now. And that was how I ended up spending my lunchbreak that day with my lap full of paper, my earphones on, and that song looping over and over again in my brain, writing.

Itachi is a very hard character to pin down at the best of times. With the lack of motivation, explanation, or exposition for him so far in the series, he could be anything. He could be incredibly complex, or horrifically simple, it’s impossible to say.

I’m afraid that in this fic I’ve done absolutely nothing to change that. In fact, I may have twisted it into something even worse.

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Series: Naruto
Characters: Itachi
Word Count: 889
Genre: Drama
Rating: T
Spoilers: There are almost no spoilers, except for one or two minor ones related to the Uchiha Massacre. However, being familiar with all things Itachi would probably help.

Naruto still isn’t mine. And that’s a good thing, too. I can’t even draw stick figures.

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Thought, memory, and a place within the mind of Uchiha Itachi.

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I’ve been writing too much serious stuff lately. Actually, I think I’ve been writing nothing but serious stuff for many months.

Well, today that pattern is changing. ^.^V!

And why is that, you ask? Because I get weird fic ideas while doing the dishes, apparently. No, really. I pretty much wrote this whole thing in my head during one bout of dishwashing. Maybe I ought to leash my mind to keep it from wandering so, but that wouldn’t be any fun.

I haven’t read very many good stories written in/for the time period in Naruto before the incident at the bridge. Which is sad. So, this little wander through my less-than-serious side is set somewhere during that endless round of stupid new-genin missions fron right at the very beginning of the series. Yay!

Y’know, I was going to make excuses for this fic, but then I had a revelation. I don’t need to make excuses. Because at this point in the storyline, they’re children. They’re fresh out of school, they’ve never done a ‘real’ ninja mission, they’ve never set foot outside of Konoha, and nothing really has happened to them yet.

And they’re twelve. So very, very much of this fic is explained by the fact that they’re twelve.

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Series: Naruto
Characters: Naruto, Sakura
Word Count: 532
Genre: Comedy
Rating: G
Spoilers: So long as you’ve seen say, two episodes (any two, it doesn’t matter which), or read most of a volume (preferably the first one, but meh), or heck, even know the basic set-up of the goings on, there are no spoilers here.

I still don’t own Naruto. If I did, this might have happened in the series for real. Honestly, I don’t know why it didn’t.

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Today is really not a good day to be Naruto.

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So, I tried to spend November doing more writing than usual. By and large, I succeeded, though most of it was on a probably never-to-be-finished original fiction of mine that I’ve been poking at off and on for the last few years. (For those curious, it’ll never be finished because, while I love the ‘world’ I created, the plot... is not so much with the existing.)

Along the way, I tried a binge of writing whatever popped into my head. Which, in most cases, produced stuff that I won’t even type into the computer let alone post. And yet, one or two things managed to not, well, completely suck. This is one of them.

So far, this is the first Heroes fic that I’ve ever written. It’s entirely possible that it may be the last, I don’t know. As it is, it exists. For little reason besides I had a voice in my head and I had to write it to get it out.

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Series: Heroes
Word Count: 598
Genre: Action/Drama
Rating: T
Spoilers: There are no spoilers contained here, so long as you’ve seen at least the first two or three episodes. Or half the first episode, really. Heck, I suspect this may have already been partially jossed by the latest episode, anyway. *salute*
Warnings: Light gore.

I don’t own Heroes, though I wish I did because I want to have the plotting ability of the writers for the show. Mmm, full series arcs and multi-episode arcs conjoined...

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Three stories up, and she never learned how to fly. Not that it matters.

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It never fails. I resolve to spend November trying to write more than usual, and then end up spending the first week-and-a-bit of the month pretty much not writing anything at all.

But then yesterday I gave myself a good hard look and said to me “Okay Jenn, you’ve been slacking off terribly on this whole writing thing, so you’re just going to sit and write the first thing that pops into your head.” And et voila! A story appeared!

Apparently, I sometimes listen to me. Who knew?

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Word Count: 420
Genre: Drama
Rating: G

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Nothing but the sound of birds.

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I thought I’d write something for Halloween this year. For no particular reason besides feeling like it, really. And it was even completed on time (miracles will never cease). I’m not so sure that this is an example of my best work, but it was dashed off in terrible speed and I was going more for atmosphere than attempting a work of literary genius in any case.

Well, at least I can say that someone involved in this is completely batshit insane, and for once it isn’t me. Hah!

Oh, and perhaps I should mention that there’s a light gore warning? It is meant to be Halloween-fic, after all.

I hearby formally apologize for this return - however brief - of effin’useless pre-timejump Sakura. *sigh*

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Series: Naruto
Characters: Sasuke, Sakura
Word Count: 942
Genre: Horror
Rating: high-T
Spoilers: There aren’t really any spoilers, though I think it would possibly help to be at least partway through the Chuunin Exams arc.
Warnings: Gore, lots of blood

That’s right, I still don’t own Naruto. Yes, the lack of proprietorship burns, but you get used to it after a while.

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I think I’ve finally given myself honest proof that I can’t write fluff, because when I sit down to write, fully intending to produce fluff, I get something which isn’t, in any way shape or form, fluff. I’m not quite sure what to categorize it as, but I’m very, very sure it isn’t fluff.
However, I also got to find out that if I sit down to write smut, uwah, do I get smut.

In any case, I didn’t get what I started out to make, and the bit I started out with as an idea now exists as nothing more than a shard buried somewhere within the rest of what's going on, but the critter wrapped itself around an interesting shadow of a plot/idea and I’m keeping it.

Though this is futurefic, there are - remarkably - no spoilers contained here at all. It’s certainly helpful if you’re caught up in the series, but it’s not a requirement at all. Even I’m not sure exactly how far into the future it is, but it’s certainly somewhere after everything that’s already happened so far.

(Ah, and before anyone mentions it; I know that the tense refuses to settle anywhere and changes around all over the place. This is mostly on purpose, and I’m honestly sorry to any grammarians who get twitches from it. It's not an oversight or a mistake, I swear.)

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Series: Naruto
Characters: Sakura, Naruto, Sasuke
Word Count: 1,931
Genre: Drama/Romance
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: Oddly, none
Warnings: Smut. Lots of smut.

I don’t own Naruto, which is probably a good thing, seeing as I’d never manage to produce a new chapter every week.

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They’re balancing, the three of them, somehow.

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