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I'm not a 100% about posting this as an on-going WIP, but letting it sit and gather words is like watching cotton-candy grow out of proportion. Better to release it into the DW wild before pruning it down for AO3? 8D?

Also, my titling skills do not, it seems, get better with age...

Handling

Fandom: Naruto
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Kakashi; Minato and cast.
Warnings: Set during the Third Shinobi World War.
Summary: This is about how Kakashi handles.

1964 words and, mmm, gen!

Hatake Kakashi, jounin, reported to the Hokage the loss of one of his team-members; other than that, the enemy had been prevented from taking a critical position, and the mission at Kannabi could be called a success.  )
karanguni: (GANDOR family)
With the irrational fuel of a human being forced to be pulled, like the tides, by the moon, I shall do this today:

[] Code [personal profile] sister_coyote's layout for LJ/IJ/DW
[] Write a triple bill across VII/Batman Beyond/Gundam Wing, jotting down ideas and random thoughts and Anger At The World on the etherpad, if you want to watch me work and point fingers/laugh.
[] Code up fic and archive it on And More Slow
[x] Read Estraven and quietly rock back and forth in my chair; the local news and the consciousness of the world makes me want to stand up and write and I am so afraid, somedays, of what-will-be-will-be. "Screw this, when I grow up I want to be like Rusty Ryan."

Also, fic writers/readers, what is your favourite font to read in, and what size?

I have recently been overcome with the strangest and most irrational love for Segoe UI, which is, yeah. Thanks, Microsoft.
karanguni: (Default)
I am well now, travelling around and trying not to kill my in-law!

Obligatory DW note: yes I am there, no I am not moving, LJ is still my homeland, entries will be crossposted over, I am myself: karanguni.

HELP WORK IS EATING ME ALIVE and I only have three hours on this internet card, FLAIL.

[edit] to-do list for when I get home is a MILE LONG, guys, a MILE LONG. How did I ever survive without the internet????
karanguni: (uh HAWKEYE)
Every once in a while, I decide to inflict upon myself the non-duty of doing something with my non-skill in non-art. I suck at it, and yet I do it. :D I blame the genius of people like [livejournal.com profile] dnatio_memoriae and [livejournal.com profile] pere_chan, who both make me feel like picking up the stylus and TORMENTING YOU PEOPLE TO RETINAL DEATH. Oh, an [livejournal.com profile] regicialdwarf, whose dance playlist kept me sane. Ish. Sanish.



Full version, in case you dare to go where angels blah blah blah )
karanguni: (ROY kills)
Oh god (pun pun pun pun pun) studying religious ethics is kicking my ass. Kicking my ass. Need... more... porn... to... offset... brain...
karanguni: (TSENG smiles)
Um. This is a "drabble", because Veld says it's so. *BEAMS* There may be "fic" later tonight. God damn Turks.

Title: Honorifics
Rating: PG
Characters: Tseng, Veld. You can turn that comma into a slash, if you want.
Summary: Tseng tries to disinherit himself; Veld thinks he should be doing otherwise. He teaches Tseng to fence with words - in this language and that - because it will be a better blade than any Tseng will ever learn to wield.
Warnings: I don't think I will ever be comfortable counting this in any canon, because it rapes the Japanese language in an attempt to Make Stuff Up About Wutai. Sort of follows after Growing Pains. More wooby Tseng!

1115 words is a drabble; Tseng still has a lot of growing to do. \o\

'There are too many ways of getting around the deferential in this language,' Veld points out. 'How many ways would you tier the company if you spoke the right one instead?' )

HAY JE ART

Jun. 17th, 2008 11:49 pm
karanguni: (Imai TSUBASA)
Every once in a while, when I'm really stressed, I get the urge to inflict great pain upon both myself and my flist, and so I draw. 8D (Hai remembar them old ones, [livejournal.com profile] darkeyedwolf, [livejournal.com profile] guingel?)

First JE thing I've done in a while, but hey, pretty boys are there to sit still and be painted. Photoshop crashed, what, 18 times during this sketch? :D And so I kind of gave up on anything elaborate. Click on the cut only if you can afford to lose your retinas.

1 hour sketch of Hatachi!Tsubasa. I am going to hell.

Tsubasa, I apologise deeply, but don't really regret maiming you. )

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A universe of unmapped grief and love
And new master light is beyond
The pleiades and plow and southern stars.

O soaring
Icarus of outworld, burn bright
The traceries of known skymarks,
Slide the highway planets behind
Your clear waxed wings.

Go conquer the everywhere left
Beyond your sad confinement
In a predicted bonehouse,
Witch thrown riddle of flesh
And water.

O soar until nothing
remains but great glittering holes
In the black godspun shirt over your head.

- John Fairfax