Have been churning out the bad fic. Hopefully this will get it out of my system before I try writing something decent again.
Tu fui, ego eris
star wars, obi-wan, anakin
Obi-Wan gave Anakin a stone for his thirteenth birthday.
"Take it," he said. "Qui-Gon gave it to me when I was thirteen."
Anakin smiled at the thought and pocketed it.
Obi-Wan taught Anakin how to make a lightsaber with a wistful expression on his face.
"I made my first lightsaber when I was about your age," he said and handed Anakin a blue crystal. Anakin gently snapped it into place.
When the lightsaber fizzled on the first try, Obi-Wan patted him on the shoulder and said, "Mine did that, too."
Obi-Wan didn't have bad days. He was always the cool, composed Jedi master. Anakin really envied him on days when he grew up too fast and fell over his own feet.
Obi-Wan laughed at that. "Everyone becomes clumsy when they're a teenager. I did."
Anakin thought on that for a while, and resolved to grow up quickly.
Obi-Wan tried to talk Anakin out of it, tried to bring out the good in him.
"You don't have to do this," he pleaded. "You have other choices."
Anakin sneered and drew his lightsaber. "And what? Become like you?"
"I was you, you will be me"
death note, raito
Every day, Raito wakes up early in the morning and eats breakfast. Every day, Raito goes to school. Every day, Raito barely pays attention in his classes; he has more important things on his mind. Every day, Raito listens to his friends discuss the rash of heart attacks that have been affecting prisoners lately. Every day, Raito smiles and says he has to leave now, that his parents are waiting for him, even though he's lying.
Every day, Raito does his homework before watching the evening news. Every day, Raito takes notes that have nothing to do with school. Every day, he eats dinner with his family and listens to them discuss their problems with work, school, and life. Every day, Raito keeps his face especially bored whenever his father mentions the workplace; there's no point in revealing more than he absolutely has to.
Every day, Raito writes new names in the Death Note and finally feels like he's been productive.
"Way to work"
Yay for suckitude.