Title: Swaggered and Swayed: thinking outrageously Fandom: Fate/stay night Character(s): Issei, Saber, Shirou Pairing(s): Onesided Issei/Saber Genre: Fluff. Word Count: 280 Rating: PG Warnings: Onesided het, mentions of hypothetical lolicon. Notes: #6 of Swaggered and Swayed. Prompt: head in the clouds. “If there’s anything I can do to welcome you to Fuyuki City, please let me...
The summer season flowers are starting to wilt, but that means winter's plants will begin to bloom~! ^_________^ I can't wait! Ne Saber-san, we should go by the plant nursery this weekend! Maybe we can find some more flowers to plant in your garden! ♥ Or I can go... I know you don't enjoy gardening too much ._. Ah! The cookies are done! After all this time... I don't think Tseng likes sweets...
Who : Saber ( rex_britanniae ) and Johnny Sfondi ( skybound_love ) Where : Outside the Horton Apartments When : 17 October, around 6:30 PM Rating : PG Summary : Never one to refuse a meal, Saber takes Johnny up on his offer of dinner. The log : Saber waited patiently in front of the Horton's apartment building, seated on what had likely been the bench of a bus stop. Having foreseen...
...where we can meet or what you want done in exchange so that I can fix this damned wound and be done with it. [ / private ] I know I may be forgetting something, but what could it-- [ Private to Saber | Locked ] Have you found a place to stay yet, woman? [ /private ] --Ah, yes. I remember now: has anyone located a rather large amount of wood, or iron in this place? I'm in the market to trade...
I sincerely hope Saber never decides to kick Archer out of the house ever again. For one, it was boring. Second, I really don't feel like cooking or doing chores when I've a temperature of 37.7° C. Yes, I was ill for a few days. It made things all the more aggravating. Needless to say, it rendered practise impossible. And contrary to popular belief, fevers are not inspiring. Instead of writing...
Today was the worst day ever because my dog passed away. He was only 3 years old. This isn't fair, not one bit. I'll miss you. You were always my favourite. 4th September 2008, god took away my best friend.
That was rather extreme, I think . Sure, Archer doesn't always think before he speaks (or writes, in this case) but I know he meant it that way. He's got me to remind him of that. And as for my end... What are friends for? ^_^
(if anyone sees this poor guy, say hi) [nvpb] i cant see why she kicked me out. yes, my mouth is sometimes faster that my head and not everthing i say is entirely true. still. and im underage so im...out she said to leave her house, but she didnt mention how far from the house. the hotpot is roasting nicely right before her front door, my laptop on my laps. fishball, beef, seaweed and udon tonight
