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Title: Blissful Perceptions
Author: mikkithegazette
Chapters: 2/?
Genre: Angst
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Mental illness
Pairing: Reita x Kai
Disclaimer: These fingers were made for typing, and that's just what they do. These fingers were made for typing and they'll type all about you......you know. From my imagination. If I actually owned the people mentioned, they would be making more than music with each other...
Synopsis: I asked that doctor what he say. He said, "There ain't enough meds. Oh boy, you better off dead."
Comments: I've been in a constant state of depression over the past few weeks and I came across some inspiration. It's going to be kind of jumbled and seems like it's not well thought out, but since this is a journal-type fic, I figured it would be more believable if I wrote it like a real journal: jumbled thoughts and messy feelings. Enjoy.
 


21 June 2011, 22:14 

   Hey, journal. Nothing much happened today except the usual. After I got done writing in you, I had to go to breakfast and have those goddamn nurses look over me while I ate. It was pretty fucking annoying. Why do they have to look over me, you ask? Well, today is Tuesday which means everyone gets pancakes. For some reason, that's supposed to excite everyone in the institution, but it only irritates me. Pancake Tuesday; who woulda fucking thought.

   Who would want to eat something like that anyway? All it does is fatten you up like a bloody Santa plushie and give you extra weight to work off. I opted for cereal, of course. I was not having that poison put into my system. Okay, back to the nurses. The entire time I'd been here ( about half a month), they watch me like a hawk when it comes to meal times. See, I have this habit of taking extremely small bites out of everything I eat because taking big bites out of anything makes me feel like I wanna puke; I've been doing it for years and it's pretty ritualistic. I'd say I put about three or four pieces of Reese's Pieces in my spoon and eat on it like that. No problem, right? I know! I'm just trying to watch my intake like a healthy person.

   Anyway, when I was done eating, I had to go to the bathroom and take care of my business but I wasn't allowed. The fuck? What man isn't allowed to take a piss whenever he wants? It's not like I'm going to try anything like last time. Jeez, these people can be touchy. The rest of the day went by normally except for this one bit of gossip I'm hearing right at this moment while I write this in our common room: there's going to be a new kid arriving tomorrow. According to Takanori he's pretty batshit crazy, but aren't we all?

   I'll update you tomorrow. It's lights out for me. Goodnight!

   P.S: I think I'll name you Totoro. Reminds me of my best friend because he was as fat and tall as the character. You're pretty thick and fat, too. Thank God I'm not you.
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Title: Blissful Perceptions
Author: mikkithegazette
Chapters: 1/?
Genre: Angst
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Character death
Pairing: Reita x Kai
Disclaimer: These fingers were made for typing, and that's just what they do. These fingers were made for typing and they'll type all about you......you know. From my imagination. If I actually owned the people mentioned, they would be making more than music with each other...
Synopsis: I asked that doctor what he say. He said, "There ain't enough meds. Oh boy, you better off dead,"
Comments: I've been in a constant state of depression over the past few weeks and I came across some inspiration. It's going to be kind of jumbled and seems like it's not well thought out, but since this is a journal-type fic, I figured it would be more believable if I wrote it like a real journal: jumbled thoughts and messy feelings. Enjoy.


12 June 2011, 09:36 )
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21 June 2001, 07:36
 
   Hi there, journal. Before I write any further, I gotta tell you I honestly don't know what to write in here because I've never had a journal before. I mean, I've had, like, little pieces of paper to write down quick thoughts and then throw away, but that's about it. Never an actual journal. Whatever the case, Machiko-san insists I write down my "imbalanced and comflicting" thoughts down in here. Only problem is she never told me how to fucking do it. What do I do, tell you my favorite porn star? The name of my pet goldfish and how I was completely scarred when I realized I killed it by stomping on it when I took it out of the water to play with? As if.

   I guess I can start by introducing myself. What's up, journal, my name is Suzuki Akira but my friends call me Reita. Well.....that's if I had any friends in the first place. All of them stopped visiting me once my parents were told I got worse, but I don't think I got worse. Actually, I don't think there's anything wrong with me. I'm not once of those crazy people like the ones down in the white rooms down the hall.

   Gotta go. They're calling everyone down for breakfast and I'm starving.
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Title: Burn 
Author: mikkithegazette
Chapter: Drabble
Genre: Angst
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Pairing: Reita x Kai
Disclaimer: These fingers were made for typing, and that's just what they do. These fingers were made for typing and they'll type all about you......you know. From my imagination. If I actually owned the people mentioned, they would be making more than music with each other...
Synopsis: Here comes the darkness. it's eating at my soul now that the spark has gone out of control. This fire is raging, I can't find the door.
Comments: I don't know where this came from, to be honest.

Reita wondered if it was ever out of a true yet diseased love or if it was just routine )
~
 
"We can't do this anymore." the blonde whispered, the dark hood he was wearing covering whatever was left to see in the darkness that surrounded him and his boyfriend, his heart sinking as soon as the words left his pale lips. They'd been sitting on the same cold bench in the middle of the night for the past hour saying absolutely nothing, tense silence filling their ears. How many times had Reita counted the number of stars glistening in the night sky around the full moon to keep himself distracted, evading the very thing he called on. He was the one that told Kai to meet him and yet he was the one afraid to speak, afraid to finally end it. "We don't deserve this."
 
It was agonizing, but honestly what all could be said? They'd said plenty during the nights they couldn't stand to be near each other, screaming and arguing until one of them gave in or lost the pointless fight. The bassist knew for a fact that what they had was unhealthy and would never work and yet they were still in each other's arms every night sharing a bed. They still woke up the next morning like the previous night had never happened and acted like everything was fine; they even kissed each other good morning. Reita wondered if it was ever out of a true yet diseased love or if it was just routine; if it was routine to just pretend everything was normal and they weren't falling apart from the inside out was the big question. Shaking his head in sadness, the blonde stood up and looked over at the brunette, slightly alarmed at the sight before him. 
 
Kai was smiling. He wasn't wearing a mask of pain and hurt like Reita was nor did he look nearly as upset as the blonde thought he would look; he was sporting a genuine smile that could have lit up the entire night sky had the stars not been there. "You've done it, Rei." 
 
Confused, Reita turned towards him and narrowed his eyes in evident bewilderment. "What do you mean?"
 
Standing up and wrapping his arms around the blonde's thin frame, he sighed deeply and hugged him tightly, almost too happy for words. It was finally over. No more screaming, no more pain, no more suffering...no more. It was as if a huge burden had been lifted from their shoulders and they were able to roam wherever they wished without fear of dragging each other down. Kai turned his head to kiss the warm cheek next to him and a lone tear fell from his eye as he said his next words.
 
"You set us both free."
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So I'm posting these for [livejournal.com profile] venomousliberty so she can have another heart attack. She hasn't seen all the photos so I guess I could be the reason she sees them xD

(c): @A__Starr__ and @1FIVESIX
Uruha )

Reita )

Aoi )
Kai )
Ruki )
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Title: Stinky
Author: MikkitheGazettE
Chapters: 1/1
Genre: Fluff
Rating: PG
Warnings: Autism, somewhat AU
Pairing: Reita x Kai
Disclaimer: the GazettE belong to PS Company, I only own the story.
Synopsis: All of my memories keep you here.
Comments: A fill for the GazettE Valentine’s Day Challenge. Prompt: Moonlit walk + pictures~. I had fun writing this because I’ve been so focused on writing smut that I’ve neglected fluff altogether, which is weird because I love fluff more than smut! I made this for the [livejournal.com profile] uruai community, but I also wanted to write a Reita/Kai because that ship barely gets any love and is in need of a faithful captain (cheesy and lame, I know….and also weird because I ship Reituki as a side ship ^^;). They’re just so perfect together because Kai is such a mother to the guys and Reita is like his manly counterpart. Rhythm team for the win! I hope you all like this!
Before Reita could protest, Kai stuck his nose in the other man’s armpit and took a noisy, deep whiff and exhaled loudly. )
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Title - Liar
Author - MikkitheGazettE
Chapter - 1
Genre - fluff, romance, some humor
Warnings - manxman,
Rating - G
Characters – Kai and Reita
Pairings – Reita/Kai
Synopsis – Kai knows that Reita has figured it out, he just doesn't want to admit it.
Comment I’m back to posting. Honestly, I took time off from writing because no original ideas came to mind and there was still a lot of drama happening in the fandom. Plus, my grades are shit, so please forgive me for taking so long. This one is kind of short, but it’s to start things off again. <3

~


“Don’t call me a liar!” )
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Title: Moments
Author: MikkitheGazettE
Pairing: ReitaxKai
Warnings: Character death
A/N: Sooooo I ended up making this one really sad. Believe it or not, I wrote this based on another fic I had read plus I was listening to Moments by One Direction (I know, weak moment but it's a great song). Hope you don't kill me for killing one of everyone's favorites....



He was still warm and his lips tasted like the cherry lip balm that I always loved. )

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