Gift Fic for ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) silverstrings: Tolerence (Zexion/Vexen, PG-16?)
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Apr. 21st, 2007 @ 11:27 am
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Three Fics for silverstrings (PG again, I guess? I'm really bad at this rating thing)
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Apr. 21st, 2007 @ 11:18 am
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Two Fics Written for torsui (errr, PG I guess)
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Apr. 21st, 2007 @ 11:10 am
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Fic: Afterwards (gift for torsui) (Kingdom Hearts Sora/Riku/Kairi PG-13)
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Mar. 20th, 2007 @ 10:27 am
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( Afterwards )Current Mood:  awake |
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"If we live through this, no one can tell Rachel." Marco hissed. "Who's bright idea was it to let Ax have-?!"
"Yours." Jake hissed back, cutting him off.
They watched as Ax rampaged, nothing was left unmarred from his attacks.
"Why didn't you stop me?!"
"Because I'm a retard!" Jake growled.
"And now we're stuck out here until that stuff wears off!"
"Or until he morphs out."
Jake and Marco watched from the fire escape as Ax, morphed into the form of a seemingly harmless tabby cat, sprayed and clawed and destroyed Marco's apartment, a hyper active ball of drug induced fury.
Stupid catnip.
Mar. 5th, 2006 @ 09:56 am
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| » Kingdom Hearts Gift Fic for torsui |
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Title: Untiled as of yet
Author: Christina/AquaianGoddess
Rating: PG-13, I guess.... no porn or anything (which is rare from me)
Pairing(s): RikuxSora/SoraxRiku
Summery: After locking the door to Kingdom Hearts, Sora had terrible nightmares.
Warnings: I completely ignore the exsistance of both Chain of Memories and Kingdom Hearts II in this as a)they didn't fit into the way I wished the story to go and b), I haven't played Kingdom Hearts II yet (and won't until it comes out on March 28th TT_TT) and am not comfortable writing about something I've never actually played through to it's entirety. As I was a Final Fantasy VII fan long before Kingdom Hearts was a twinkle in Squeenix's eye, I use the spelling of Aeris, rather than the one of Aerith, as old habits die hard. There is also a point where I completely partways from canon, and venture into the realm of speculation. So, uh, stuff. It's also written from Donald's perspective...I figure this needs a warning all it's own.
This is unbeta'd and a gift for torsui. Happy birthday.
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( After locking the door to Kingdom Hearts, Sora had terrible nightmares. )
Mar. 4th, 2006 @ 10:06 am
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| » Weiss Kreuz Drabble fic for sephyelysian |
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Weiss Drabble for Sephy(sephyelysian)
Words: 462
Hidaka Ken flopped down at the register at the Koneko, a battered notebook and a pen with a chewed cap in his hands. It was a generally slow time for the shop, so he flipped open to a fresh page and began writing.
After working with one Fujimiya Aya for a few years, you learn a few things about him. Like how you are to never enter Aya’s room. Ever. Even if his door is unlocked and wide open, you are not to go near it. Aya will always find out and the consequences are not pretty. The same goes for Aya’s things. The same could be said for Aya himself, if I did not know about the relationship between he and Tsukyono Omi.
Like with Aya, after working with Omi for a few years (I’ve worked with Omi much longer than I’ve worked with Aya, really), you learn a few things about him. Like how he always can get you to do what he wants, whether you want to or not. Omi has two methods of doing this. One is the Big Blue Eyed Puppy Face of DOOM(TM), in which he drowns his victim in so much cuteness that you agree to do whatever he says just so he’ll stop. Ken shuddered. The other would be his Mission Commander Voice(TM), which is exactly what it sounds like, Omi showing you that, yes, he really is the leader of our team, and yes, he really does know best, never mind the fact that he’s the youngest of us all. Ken looked up from his writing and he watched Aya stalk away menacingly with a sharp garden shovel, muttering about death and one Kudo Yoji.
“Aya?” Omi asked.
“Yes?” Aya growled out.
"Please tell me you're not going to do what I think you are with that thing?"
“What do you think I’m going to do with it?”
“Maim and or disfigure Yoji in some horribly nasty way?” Ken said.
Aya said nothing.
“Aya.” Omi said, almost as if he were talking to a small child. “You are not allowed to kill people with tools from the shop. It will blow our cover.”
Aya looked at the trowel in his hand, and set it down on the table. “Hn.” He walked into the back and went up the stairs to the apartments, as Omi turned back to the arrangement he was working on.
“Omi?”
“Yeah, Ken?”
“Are you sure Yoji will be safe?”
“Mission tonight. We need Yoji alive and at one hundred percent. Aya knows this.”
“Will that stop him?”
“Nope.”
“FUCK! THAT’S ICE COLD!” Yoji’s shriek echoed throughout the shop.
“He just gets creative.” Omi grinned at Ken and turned back to the arrangement again.
Ken blinked and continued to write. Obviously one of them is a bad influence on the other. I just have yet to figure out which way that works.
Dec. 17th, 2003 @ 04:45 am
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| » Yami no Matsuei Drabble Fic for amet |
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Yami Drabble for Amet(amet)
Words: 189
“You expect me to take your advice when you use insane troll logic like that?" Watari stared at the little owl perched on his desk, and more importantly, on his notes for his latest attempt at a gender changing potion. His gender changing potion that his darling little owl was telling him to put on hold for awhile.
003 hooted. Apparently, she thought Watari would have better chances to gain a more romantic relationship with Tatsumi if he actually wandered into his office for a reason other than ‘I blew up my lab again. Can I please get more money so I can fix it?’
Watari made a small noise of indignation. “But-”
“Terazuma, you pastry thieving bastard! That was the last blueberry!”
“You had seven already, you glutton!”
“WHY YOU-!”
The sounds of battle echoed through the hall and Watari blinked, and turned back to his tiny feather companion. “You know, maybe you have a point.”
The owl hooted sagely.
“You don’t need to sound so smug about it.” Watari swore the tiny owl was laughing at him. Which she was. Sometimes, her human was so silly.
Dec. 17th, 2003 @ 03:45 am
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| » Gundam Wing Drabble Fic For dolphina |
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Gundam Drabble for Maris(dolphina)
Words: 401
Heero settled down at the desk in his room, opened his laptop and began to type up the report for Lady Une. He had barely gotten down the first few sentences when Duo slammed open the door and glowered at Heero. "Okay, look, I know you haven't watched TV, you've never seen a movie much less a theatre, you've missed out on one great aspect of pop culture just because you've been too damned stubborn. I don't wanna hear crap about J training you and all that junk.”
“But-”
“Don't make me tape your mouth shut, let me finish my rant. The movie theatre is the best place to go. It puts absolutely everybody, even those who say it doesn't, but it puts EVERYBODY at awe no matter what they're into. Seeing things on the big screen, much fun being surrounded by people as pumped up - and yes, obsessed - as yourself.”
“Du-”
“Shush, I'm not finished. This is a piece of art, this is a part of history itself, this is bigger than life, bigger than my imagination, bigger than the Gundams themselves!” Heero gave him a look of disbelief. “...Okay no, not really, but it's pretty damn close. See, you don't understand now and I am going to force you to understand why we need to go. So we are going to go even if I have to drag you out myself and never mind that you missed the first two parts, you'll be in such awe you'll beg me to watch them when we get home. So, once again, we're going, and that is the END of it. Do you understand me?"
Heero blinked up at Duo, who had forced Heero to the ground and was ranting in his face. Heero idly noted that his lover’s breath smelled like cinnamon gum. He gave a tiny sigh of what some would call defeat, but then again, this was Heero Yuy. It was more of a ‘Let’s appease Duo before he makes us sleep on the couch’ sigh. "Yes Duo, we'll go see The Return of the King, alright?"
Duo stood up and did a quick victory dance. "Squee! Legolas baby, here I come!"
Heero shook his head as Duo danced out of the room and resettled himself back at the desk. “I wonder if he’ll use the same speech on Wufei?”
Dec. 17th, 2003 @ 03:18 am
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