karanguni: (TSENG smiles)
Back to Final Fantasy VII: Crisis Core! It's like I never left. 8D This one - and the ones that'll hopefully come after it - is meant to be part of some lazy set of lighter-hearted drabbles about Shinra. 8D WE'LL SEE HOW IT WORKS OUT. This one floats alone in the old sea of the odd Zack and Tseng drabble-era.

Prompts are perfectly welcome in the comments. The more hilarious the better!

A July Day (Some People Know Too Much)

Fandom: Final Fantasy VII (Crisis Core timeline)
Characters: Zack, Tseng; random guest appearance by Kunsel
Rating: PG
Warnings: Gen, and humour, alas!
Summary: Zack whiles away a July day, and figures that some people just know too much.

2185 words and an inability to keep things short!

Zack whistled under his breath. 'This is one crazy city.' )
karanguni: (RUFUS looks)
This mid-week is shaping up to be pretty hellish, so I sat down and pounded something out and viola, more Tseng! 8D Flist, you are more than welcome to prompt anything that involves this boy, because oh god do I want to write to take my mind off the blunt weapon of School and Stuff (TM).

[edit:] To make a crappy day even better, am I the only one for whom LJ email comment notifications are getting eaten?

Meanwhile, I'm working through the other prompts (I WILL FINISH ALL OF THEM I SWEAR).

This is not me totally drowning in prompts, oh no, not me. Challenge deadlines? What are those? I like the swooshing sounds they make as they go past. 8D

This one's for [livejournal.com profile] knightlineninja, who gave one of the most amazing prompts ever:

If I knew the way
I'd seek it out and set forth too;
With scarlet leaves
Woven into offerings,
Autumn has departed


I apologise; I kind of failed at the Zack part of things. DDDDD: I promise to try and stick more of the spikyhairedman in in another place!

Title: Autumn Has Departed
Rating: PG
Characters: Tseng, Rufus cameo, mentions of Zack
Summary: After the stigma comes the cleansing. Everyone in Shinra has their own forms of absolution; Tseng's is pilgrimage.
Warnings: Set after AC, with a whole lot of arbitrary worldbuilding thrown in for kicks.

1527 words and surprise-attack banter from Rufus, even if he isn't the main character here. Go figure!

'There's something I need to do,' Tseng replied. )
karanguni: (HOUSE kills)
Oh god I am never going to finish my challenges jfjla NOW FOR SPRINGKINK--

Title: Crossed Out
Characters: Zack, Tseng
Rating: PG13
Warnings: Hello, major spoilers and alternate ending AU! Written for no_true_pair over at IJ, prompt being: Zack/Tseng, captivity scenario (kidnapping, prison guard/inmate, etc). Sits sort-of-all-right in my strange Zack-and-Tseng series-like thing.
Summary: The Turks found Zack; perhaps it would've been better that the Army'd killed him where he'd stood.

1269 words of gen written in a crazed post-exam, post-jetlag haze! \o/

It doesn't matter what has happened; that can always be crossed out. )
karanguni: (RUFUS' clothes)
I swore to myself that I wouldn't add on to the Unnamed Series That Zack and Tseng Share, but a friend helped me out with something and I ended up writing a drabble to pay her back -- tadah! Tseng's point of view, this time, set just after Cream and Bastards.

Back at del Sol; Tseng/Zack (sort of), PG (sort of), Crisis Core spoilers (sort of). The worst part of it all is that Tseng knows they have to be out here.

882 words.

This isn't so much surveillance duty as it is exile. )
karanguni: (RUFUS looks)
It was meant to be a short response to [livejournal.com profile] aikonamika's prompt (Tseng/Zack (or the other way around), seeing each other in the Shinra Tower the next day, and recognizing that shadow of a bruise/mark they left on the other), but it sort of grew into an evil little monster. \o/

Title: Dark Places
Characters: Tseng/Zack
Rating: Hard R
Summary: Every once in a while, the train graveyard morphs into a debacle of human noise and moving bodies; everyone wants to feel alive, and men from Shinra aren't exceptions.
Warning: Sex? Follows the sort-of-series in Country Boy and The Necessary.

1290 words. I bet that you'd look good on the dance floor/Don't know if you're looking for romance or/Don't know what you're looking for.

And, like moths to the flame, Midgar came, packing into the abandoned place made loud and hot and wet with the humidity of bodies and breath and mouths. )
karanguni: (RUFUS looks)
Written for fic_on_demand at IJ. Prompt: Final Fantasy VII: Zack going clubbing pre-Crisis, all by himself. Having fun, partying, dancing, whatever, but he's alone. Why?

I think he and Tseng should go shoot themselves in the head before I die writing them. YES, THIS IS GOOD PLAN.

Title: Country Boy
Characters: Zack, Tseng cameo
Rating: PG
Warnings: Set just at the very beginning of Crisis Core. Assumptions made about Tseng's history and background. And Wutai - Wutai exists for us to make stuff up about it. xD
Summary: It's good to find a place where you can feel alive.

1177 words.

But there was no one from Wutai; that was war country. )
karanguni: (RUFUS looks)
I need to stop writing now or I am going to kill myself.

Title: Cream and Bastards
Characters: Tseng, Zack
Rating: PG-13 (swearing)
Summary: Tseng and Zack talk; about what they've done, and who they've done.
Warnings: Set in the middle of Crisis Core, when Zack is exiled to spend time on a beach with the Turks. Spoilers for Crisis Core and Before Crisis.

2768 words. Almost, but not quite, slash.

And it was only the remaining cream and bastards who rose to the top. Tseng was more than a little of both. )
karanguni: (RUFUS' clothes)
Title: Fact of the Matter
Characters: Zack, Tseng
Rating: PG
Summary: Zack's spent too much damned time in helicopters watching Tseng watching him watching Tseng.
Warnings: Crisis Core insertfic just after Zack and Tseng have that... interesting conversation regarding Aerith outside the church.

1255 words. Genfic. Tseng is a bit twisty, but only if you squint.

Tseng tilted his head to the side, just barely. 'I wasn't aware that I was looking at you in any particular way.' )

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And new master light is beyond
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O soaring
Icarus of outworld, burn bright
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