Gimme more about WIPS number 7, 8, and 11 plssssssss
Okey dokey! :) As you wish!
7.) Learning And Yearning- I looove Ulquihime and I was devastated when Ulquiorra died. Legit stopped reading Bleach after that. lol (I plan to finish reading/watching it someday, I promise.) So this is like a 'what if' scenario where Orihime is able to heal him and he's exiled by Aizen and the other Espada and just goes to live with her after. Very selfish fix it fic where I just want them to be roomies and have Orihime teaching him what it's like to be human and feel emotions and she starts to maybe have feelings for him but he's oblivious as fuck and Ichigo and the rest of the crew are nosy and suspicious and basically the vision I have for the fic (if I ever finish it) is very K drama-y. lol
Orihime grabbed her school bag, hurrying to finish her toast as she ran to the genkan for her loafers. She was late! She was late! Getting used to a school schedule again after what felt like ages was definitely throwing her for a loop! She swallowed the last bite of her toast and slid into her shoes. "I'm going now!"
"Yes, you told me."
"I'll bring groceries home with me!"
"You told me that, too."
She hurried back into the living room to find Ulquiorra sitting at the table, staring blankly at seemingly nothing. "Oh… I guess I did," she sheepishly grinned. She stood awkwardly for a moment, the rush to go to school momentarily forgotten. "Um… Do whatever while I'm gone! There's TV, books… Um…" She lifted her eyes to the ceiling, trying to think of what else he could do to occupy himself while she was gone. "Just… stay here. Don't wander. Or do anything bad!"
He side-eyed her. "I'm not going to go around murdering people, if that's what you're afraid of, woman."
"Ahahaha!!! No, of course you wouldn't! …Would you?" Her fingers anxiously curled around the strap of her bag. She didn't think Ulquiorra would do something like that. …Anymore. But… She sort of wanted to hear him say he wouldn't. …Just to be sure.
The former Espada stared at her, unblinking, then closed his eyes. "I won't."
"…Promise?"
He heavily sighed. "If you don't stop pestering me and leave I might be persuaded to," he replied.
"…To promise? Or to kill?"
"Woman!"
She jumped and quickly backed out of the room. "Okay! Okay! I'm going! …I'm going to assume you mean it as a promise though!" When he didn't say anything, she exhaled and headed for the door.
8.) Break Me- It's been a while since I touched this, but I think one of the prompts for Whumpuary had to do with broken bones or fingers? And of course Lithuania and Belarus popped into my head. I hadn't written anything for LietBel before so I was excited to attempt it. But I think I was trying to do too many one shots at once for the event, plus I was just tired from work in general so my creative juices dried up. -_- Still very much plan to finish this one though!
Lithuania anxiously adjusted his tie as he approached the restaurant he was meeting Belarus at. He hoped he didn't look nervous… And he hoped she would actually be there. Natalya had wanted to meet at the place instead of walking together, saying it would suit her schedule better. But he had the feeling that was just an excuse… She probably didn't want her brother and sister seeing them together, he thought with a pained smile.
Belarus could be cute like that.
She was very much like a stray cat, he fondly mused as he looked himself over in a shop window adjacent to the restaurant, smoothing his hair. She didn't like attention unless it came from Russia. She was cold and distant most of the time, usually keeping to herself if her big brother wasn't around. There were many times Tolys had found her alone in a room, reading a book, and when he tried to be friendly and ask what she was reading, she would snap at him and shoo him away by throwing something at him.
Belarus could be cute like that.
He sighed, giving himself one last glance in the window, then he walked the remaining steps to the restaurant's door. This was it! This was his chance to show Natalya who he really was! All she really got to see of him was Russia's assistant! His underling! But it was just the two of them tonight! He could be himself! There would be no Russia to undermine him, or to tease him! She would see him as he was: a nice, normal guy who had a huge crush on her! He knew she only had eyes for Russia, but tonight… Her eyes would be on him, and only him!!
Lithuania's heart dropped when he stepped inside the entrance and she wasn't waiting for him. He wasn't late… He was right on time. …So she hadn't come after all.
"Can you move? You're in the way."
He spun to find Belarus closing the door behind her. He quickly sidestepped, stammering, "B-Belarus! I'm happy you could make it! I just got here myself!"
She evenly looked at him. "I know. I was right behind you."
Blushing, he awkwardly laughed. "I-Is that so? I didn't even notice!"
"Of course not. You were too busy looking yourself over in every shop window." She rolled her eyes and as the host smiled at them, she told her about their reservation. She was blunt and to the point as always, Lithuania thought as the host led them to their table.
Belarus could be cute like that, though.
11.) Reverse Side- I really need to get back to this one. I'm always a sucker for the 'England messes up a spell' trope, and PruHun strikes me as the type of characters, whether they're in a relationship or not, that would make fun of each other for switching sexes and be curious and horny about it. Like the freaks they are. lol Normally I see the Nyo! characters as separate characters, so maybe that's why I stopped writing it years ago. Idk. Maybe I struggled to picture them as their Nyo!selves but talk like themselves still? That or I just lost motivation to write it because I was still shy about writing smut. I don't remember. lol But I know them well enough now to not have that problem, so this is definitely high up on the 'must finish' list! ;D
The scream came from upstairs, and Hungary jerked her head up from the book she was reading. The scream was Prussia's, of course; aside from herself, he was the only other person in the house. Germany had gone out earlier to do some shopping, with Austria and Italy tagging along.
She rolled her eyes and went back to her book. The idiot was probably playing a horror game on his laptop or something. However, when moments passed without any further sounds, she began to grow curious. If Prussia was indeed playing a horror game, he wouldn't have just screamed once. She'd have heard a string of loud screams, shouts, and a strong bout of cursing. Sighing, she closed her book and got up from the couch. Might as well quell her curiosity and just see what he was up to.
As she climbed the staircase, she began to hear muffled words floating down the hallway. They sounded panicked… Now genuinely concerned, she hurried the rest of the way up. What had Prussia done now?! She swore, if he'd broken another lamp…
"Prussia? You alright?" she called, nearing his room.
"Shit!" Just as Hungary reached his room the door began to swing shut, and she grabbed the handle and pushed it back.
"Hey! What are you doing?!" she exclaimed. "Let me in!"
"N-No!"
Hungary froze, wondering if she'd heard right. The way Prussia had said 'no'… It sounded different. "Prussia?"
"G-Go away!" Prussia was hiding behind the door, and he tried to push it shut. Tried. Another alarm went off in Hungary's head. If Prussia had wanted to close the door, he easily could have by now. He was strong. Of course, she was strong, too, but just the force of his weight against the door was off… It was lighter.
"What the hell's going on?! You're not doing anything weird, are you?!"
"Leave me alone!"
"What's up with your voice? Why are you talking like that?" Hungary heard no answer, and she gathered her force and pushed at the door, making it fly open.
"Ah! Don't come in!"
Hungary heard Prussia take a few hurried steps back, caught off guard, and she made her way into the room. "AHA! What the hell was all that…" Her voice faded as she stared at the sight in front of her.
Prussia's eyes grew wide as she looked him over. Or rather… her over. Prussia, if it really was him, had grown shorter, and now had long, wild light gray hair, a scar on the right cheek, a womanly face… and definitely womanly assets all over. Hungary stared, expression frozen, as a dark blush came over Prussia's face. "I-I told you not to come in!" he, or she, sheepishly replied.
"What… What the hell happened?" Hungary faintly asked, still shocked as she looked Prussia over again. Her eyes rested on the former male's chest. "You have boobs…"
"I know!" Prussia barked, wrapping her arms around her front as though to shield them from Hungary's prying eyes.
"You have curves."
"I know!" Prussia turned, embarassed.
Hungary raised her eyebrows. "You got the booty."
"I always had a nice ass!"
"Not like that you didn't."
"Shut up!" Irritated, Prussia spun back around, and Hungary saw the panicked look on her face.
"What happened?" she repeated, still not having heard an answer.
Prussia gnashed her teeth. "I don't know!" Her arms tightened around her chest and she involuntarily winced, quickly releasing her hold. "Fucking… I was just working on some music stuff when poof, I had these!" she exclaimed, lifting her hands to her front.
Hungary smirked. "Boob noob."
Thank you so much for the ask!! It's always fun talking about writing stuff! Occasionally I'll ramble about WIPs but otherwise I just never know if people actually want to hear about them. lol
