Finished fic requests

...and it only took me a month and four days to write them all!

( for wolfpilot, gen Tsusoka, 427 words )

( for ranalore, shinigami shopping for home linens, 550 words )

( for b_hallward, older Hisoka, 591 words )

( for thedemonprist, Muraki/Tsuzuki, 204 words )

( for coffee_and_ink, Saiyuki, 100 words )

( for kohakutenshi, Hijiri with Hisoka, 364 words )

( for squirrelarmy, Tsuzuki cooking for Hisoka, 352 words )

( for p_zeitgeist, Bedouin AU, 967 words )

( for weirdquark, circus AU, 538 words )

( for questionable537, Konoe dealing with the Hiroshima bombing, 450 words )

( for mistressrenet, Watari cuts his hair, 277 words )

( for elihice, Tatsumi buys something expensive, 100 words )

Another list

I stopped posting for a few days in an attempt to force myself to finish those drabbles, and now I have all sorts of things to say.

1. Did other people know there's a Muraki/Tsuzuki archive? I don't know how I missed out on that.

2. I have so much less time to do things on weekends than I do during the week. What's up with that? Where do all those hours go? Thinking about it, it's probably the sleep.

3. I am so hungry right now that I could eat a human. Really. Okay, so that's not something I've been waiting to say all weekend, but it's on my mind at the moment.

4. I totally understand why people worshiped the sun. I could get behind that. Why yes, the weather has finally caught up with the month. Yay sunny 80-degree days!

5. Is there a word that means people enjoy talking to you? Because I must be the definition of it; I'm forever getting told deep, dark secrets by people I hardly know. For example: Saturday night I went up north of campus and got caught up doing things before I remembered that, hey, I was not on a bus line that ran all night. At about a quarter till ten, I realized that I'd better head back, and went out to the bus stop.

I was still there an hour later, irritatedly weighed the pros and cons of waiting just a few more minutes versus just walking- I was in flipflops, to justify a little of my laziness. A guy walked by, noticed me, and asked if I was waiting for the bus. I said I was, and he told me that he'd been too, farther north, but it wasn't running anymore. He asked if I wanted to walk with him and I shrugged and said, "Sure".

It took about 45 minutes for me to get home; in this time, he told me his entire life story. No, really. We started with his difficulty to move from part-time to full-time at his job at Kroger's (which is where he was coming from), moved on to how much he'd like to go to college, but he'd almost dropped out of high school, his anger over his brother being a pothead, and mother's drinking problem and how she yells at him when she's drunk, his distanced relationship with his father, his attempts to find an apartment, made harder by his felony record, and how it had felt to be in jail when he was a teenager. I feel like I know him better than I know my brother, and I'll never see this guy again.

6. The Passion of Artemisia is not written by the same author as Girl with a Pearl Earring, a fact that I didn't find out until I was half-way through it. I had started to wonder; I'd heard so many people recommend GwaPE, how could tPoA read like a cross between a Harlequin Romance and a soap opera? That is one bad, bad book.

7. I've now finished Saiyuki, Saiyuki Gaiden, and Saiyuki Reload. I... I need fic recommendations. Badly. I love Sanzo so much that it hurts, and I'll read him paired with anyone. I will even read gen with Sanzo. Just yes. Give me some links, please.