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10th-May-2008 05:05 pm - Magnetized Chapter 3
Lee Loves You
Title: Magnetized
Authors: [info]korinacaffeine and [info]aelibia
Pairing: Sakura x Akatsuki
Genre: Pimptastic
Rating: MA
Chapter: Madara, or maybe Tobi
28th-Apr-2008 06:25 pm - DeiSaku - Two to Tango
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Title:
Two to Tango
Pairing: Deidara x Sakura
Genre: Humor/Romance
Summary: When Deidara and Sakura enroll in a dance class to learn the Merengue, neither of them quite expect what happens next. Or after that. In fact, the whole thing was just plain random.

 

22nd-Mar-2008 05:53 pm - MY GOD IT'S HIDANSAKU GET IN THE CAR
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That's right! I have returned to my rarely-updated journal to give you this!

Miriam's Well

Give me reviews! Lots of them! They make me feel like people actually read it.
2nd-Mar-2008 03:43 pm - KKK
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Oh, my God. I was looking up 'kkk' on Google because no one I've ever asked has been able to tell me what 'Ku Klux Klan' literally means, and I found these things.

  
They're little, light-up, ceramic lamps. Holy mother of God. What are people coming to? The KKK has a TV Show, for crying out loud!

GAH!

In other news, I finally posted that dang chapter of Abendrot.
19th-Dec-2007 08:33 pm - MY DEAR SWEET GOD THIS IS OVERDUE
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Sorry, guys. Life caught up to me, and here it is catching up again just like the pretentious bitch it is. Have major exams (IB) now, and so I won't write until Christmas Break is here, which is verah verah soon. In the meantime, have a look at this here.

An Extremely Beneficial Organization to the Children
4th-Nov-2007 01:55 pm - The Horror
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Gah...sorry, guys. My computer is being funky and not letting me update. Anyways, I have an extremely overdue clip for ye.

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 Sakura stood stock still for about four seconds before she screamed
and held her hands up to her face in terror. This was it. After
surviving endless weeks on battlefields here and there, she was doomed
to die by a rogue hand grenade dropped from a plane. She closed her
eyes. That had to be what it was. Maybe they disguised them to look
like birds now to throw people off.

But hand grenades don't bleed, do they? Pull yourself together, girl.
Sakura slowly opened her eyes and let her arms drop down to her sides,
relieved when she felt the blood flowing back into them after being
held up for so long. Peering at the pot and trying to ascertain as
many facts as she could based on appearance alone, Sakura stood on
tiptoe to ogle the star-crossed kitchenware from several yards away
where she had thrown herself in fear. She couldn't see directly
inside, but the top of the pot was smeared with the gossamer blood
often ascribed to fowl decent, and the snow around the base was
permeated with the blood and littered with primaries.

Sakura inched towards the unfortunately inscrutable pot, resituating
her hands in front of her face, wanting to at least get a look at the
pigeon. I'm sure it's just a normal pigeon. They're everywhere around
here. And maybe I can find out what happened to it. It could mean bad
news for Deidara and me.
Finding herself at the brink of the circular
array of carnage, Sakura stood on her tiptoes again and leaned as far
forward as she dared without falling. What she saw had her forcing her
tea back down. Oh, gross. Dropping to a crouch, Sakura hop-walked on
the balls of her feet in an attempt to keep her hands from the
freezing earth as she braved the final inches to her goal. The frigid
air was already beginning to work on the blood, which began to ice
over and sparkle gaily.

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Sorry for taking so long! I'm going to go work on it...right...NOW. I wish I had some horrible event in my life as an excuse, but I don't, really, other than IB. Don't know what IB is? Good. You honestly don't want to. 

ALSO!

Super Amazing Fanart Gallery! I hope she isn't pissed that I'm putting it on here. I just love it so much. It's mucho spoilerific, so beware.

FighterPlaneSex <--Contains glorious sex. Don't look if you fear for your virgin eyes.



Poor babeh. He has a cold.

One more! Just one more!



I can't BELIEVE she put it into scraps. Yes, it looks like a blond guy in a suit, but so does every other blond guy wearing a suit. ...Or something. XD

So I really am working on that chapter. Really. o__________o
 
16th-Oct-2007 08:57 pm - Sing A Song of Sixpence
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And a pocketful of tuna salad on rye!

Everyone party! Chapter 2 FINALLY got written! With an evil cliffhanger to boot!

And now I will torture you. 

One person in particular.

FIGHTERPLANESEX.....you want it SO bad, don't you? But it's not coming for a while. 

*malicious laughter*

I love you, hun. *smooch* 
13th-Oct-2007 03:10 pm - Insert Sobbing Here
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 deviantART hates me so. They delete my illegal images. So I give you The One. 



It blossomed from a late-night snippit of Chapter Whatsit from Found where Deidara shaves, and I had to go off and make it. I had to. Oh, and Abendrot's coming along, I promise.

Sort of.
8th-Oct-2007 06:12 pm - Abendrot 2
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 I just realized that I didn't name my chapter, so there's another thing I have to do. Things are getting better, though. I actually sat down and thought of a plot instead of writing myself in circles. Here's a clip from the beginning of Chapter 2, which is a journal entry from Sakura. I know it seems boring, but I researched nurses' journals from wars, especially WWI and WWII, and most of them were dry and informational. For them, the important thing was recording as much as possible in as little time possible in order to provide sufficient imformation for anyone who read it on their side. But it's okay for me. I do really good in my history essays, so boring is one of my talents. x_x

Also, I found a plane for Deidara FINALLY, even though it's kind of ugly. I still would like to find a sexier plane, though. She was right. WWI planes are prettier. Maybe someone can find me a sexy plane? Please? And it has to have good performance. No sucky planes for Dei.

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17.12.1944
 
Snow, Overcast, 21 Degrees Fahrenheit
 
All of the available troops and nurses have left the tent, only I remain. The Germans have launched a surprise attack, something Mr. Kakashi—Captain is his formal title—suspected was a ploy to separate the Americans (us) from the British and force us to surrender to the Axis powers. That would not ever happen, though. General Bradley would never let the Americans surrender, not when we are so close to winning this war.
 

I am worried about the nurses as well, mainly Megan and Stephanie. We went through the very early stages of the Battle of Hurtgen Forest together before being repositioned here in Ardennes, and Megan still hadn’t recovered from that ghastly head wound she received while digging up one of our men after the first round of fighting. It was a shell from the other side, I believe, and she most likely has artillery shrapnel lodged in her brain; the entry point was the left temple...

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Well, there you have it, folks. It's not long, I promise. What do you think?

5th-Oct-2007 10:08 pm - Oh, Great, Another One
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 Okay. No more rain KisaSaku. Instead, I'm doing a oneshot KisaSaku (still [info]ivyadrena) with the theme "shotgun wedding," and...oh, my. Well, this certainly evolved. It's called Roora, and that's your clue! And heeeere's your clip.

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It could be said plain and simply that everyone was considering calling the whole thing off, even Kisame and Sakura. But Kisame was in too deep, and Sakura would never let the guys back off now. A congregation had assembled in the living room of the nearest Benefactor to The Cause in event of The Emergency, and so far, Kisame, Tobi, Deidara and Hidan had showed up. Zetsu apparently didn’t mind letting his house being used as a temporary meeting spot, provided he wasn’t let in on the plans. The first inklings he had of the rumors he heard told him in big, bold letters to go far, far away, besides. Itachi had disappeared on some strange mission the night before the conference gathered, but, wisely, no one felt like asking any questions, and Kakuzu just seemed to morph in and out of the meeting area at regular intervals. Sakura adamantly refused to show up for the meeting, and mentioned flippantly over her shoulder that she just might follow Itachi after “if this thing gets any more nuts than it is right now, for crying out loud, Kisame.” She then announced that Kisame would have to deal with this all by his manly lonesome. It was tradition, after all, on her mother’s side of the family, and they wouldn’t have it any other way. It was also natural for Kisame to employ the help of close friends, however, she said, so Kisame had drafted as many as possible to aid him in his struggle. Well, if you wanted to call them friends.

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