numerically speaking
14 Sep 2002 01:36 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cimorene# of things cim almost walked into on the way to the bathroom just now: 5 (doorframe, door, bookshelves in hall, corner, doorframe, door)
# of hours until cim has to get up: 7
# of icons made today: ummm... 20? or something.
# of pages due wednesday: 20, and # written: 0. (which doesn't look emphatic enough. it needs a little slash through it)
# of kisses tonight: hmmm. 4 or 5 from naina, one from holls, one from my sister (but that doesn't count). this is only partially my fault. i hate junk mail.
# of hours until cim has to get up: 7
# of icons made today: ummm... 20? or something.
# of pages due wednesday: 20, and # written: 0. (which doesn't look emphatic enough. it needs a little slash through it)
# of kisses tonight: hmmm. 4 or 5 from naina, one from holls, one from my sister (but that doesn't count). this is only partially my fault. i hate junk mail.
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A Gift Of Evil Angst!Fic For La Bella Principesa
Date: 14 Sep 2002 12:12 am (UTC)"Is that a-- Holy shit, when did you get your tongue pierced?!" And suddenly, ludicrously, the kiss turned into Blossom tilting Buttercup's head back and staring inquisitively into her mouth.
"When I started giving blowjobs for drug money," Buttercup answered awkwardly with her mouth opened wide, trying not to use her tongue so Blossom could keep looking at it.
Blossom pulled back to look her sister in the eye instead of the mouth and decided she was being serious. The look on her face was so sad that Buttercup leaned up to reestablish the kiss, if only so she wouldn't have to see that sadness anymore.
"Why are you doing that?"
They nearly threw each other across the room in their panic, and saw Bubbles watching them curiously from the hallway. Later, Blossom would be unable to remember how she had come up with the half-truth so quickly, but it flowed from her as smoothly as if she'd been rehearsing it for weeks: "Buttercup got her tongue pierced, and I've heard it feels funny to kiss someone with a tongue piercing."
"Oh," Bubbles said, clearly pondering this. "Can I have a kiss, too?" She closed her eyes and stuck her tongue out expectantly. Blossom darted a glance at Buttercup, completely at a loss. Buttercup shrugged and stepped forward, leaning in to delicately touch the tip of Bubbles' tongue with the heavy silver stud embedded in her own. I have now tongue-kissed both of my sisters, she thought, and resisted the bizarre urge to giggle. Instead, Bubbles giggled, and said it was cool and slippery and she wanted a tongue ring, too.
"Not until you're--" Blossom had been about to say "older", but stopped herself. Bubbles would still be the same Bubbles at 50 or at 90.
"--in tenth grade," Buttercup smoothly finished for her. "That's when I had mine done."
When Bubbles wandered out of earshot again, Blossom watched Buttercup out of the corner of her eye and commented quietly, "You do realize she'll never get into junior high, let alone sophomore year."
"She's been repeating kindergarten for the past 20 years," she replied. "Of course she'll never reach high school. I thought that was the point."
Re: A Gift Of Evil Angst!Fic For La Bella Principesa
Date: 14 Sep 2002 05:10 am (UTC)Re: A Gift Of Evil Angst!Fic For La Bella Principesa
Date: 14 Sep 2002 08:46 am (UTC)Re: A Gift Of Evil Angst!Fic For La Bella Principesa
Date: 14 Sep 2002 07:04 am (UTC)Re: A Gift Of Evil Angst!Fic For La Bella Principesa
Date: 14 Sep 2002 08:48 am (UTC)You know, your delight with the Evil Angst!Fic is really not helping my self-esteem, since I planned it all to shame you. *pouts*
Re: A Gift Of Evil Angst!Fic For La Bella Principesa
Date: 14 Sep 2002 11:03 am (UTC)Your self esteem shouldn't suffer, silly. You're basing all of this on the mistaken opinion that I'm still capable of shame. I think we both know I really have no shame : )