Jun. 8th, 2008

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: (danny OCEAN)
AND I AM DONE FOR TODAY AJJFLJFLKAJFLFLJ. Remind me never to do two challenges after a flight ever again. Ever. Ever ever ever.

Title: Passing Time
Rating: PG
Fandom: Good Omens
Wordcount: 1048
Summary: Some things don't fall, they just... slide.
Warnings: Written for [livejournal.com profile] springkink, prompt: Crowley/Aziraphale: falling from grace - influenced by each other. Extremely frustrating to write, so may not be the best of stuff. *fails at life*

1048 and a lot of grrrr-arrgh-jetlag. I wish I could do better by this prompt. D:

They say, God and the Devil like to play games. )
karanguni: (RENO turns)
So, I try to write a PWP for my no_true_pair prompt (Luck/Rufus/____) over at IJ, and what do I get? Character plot! \o/ *cuddles the evil spawn fic nonetheless* Fear not the AU; you need to know very little about Baccano!, truth be told. It's like one gigantic outside-looking-in thing on Tseng (and Rufus). Plus one to my attempts at turning everyone into a Turk!

Title: New Men
Fandom: Baccano!/Final Fantasy VII
Pairing: Luck/Tseng/Rufus
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Uh, AU? Sex? Luck as a Turk? 8D
Summary: It's a new age when men are unafraid of being exactly what they are; Luck envies them enough to put on the suit and call himself Shinra. (2822 words.)

2822 words and lots of crossover goodness. You barely even need to know Luck!

Luck knows he's already waited more than enough lifetimes to be what they are. )

 

A universe of unmapped grief and love
And new master light is beyond
The pleiades and plow and southern stars.

O soaring
Icarus of outworld, burn bright
The traceries of known skymarks,
Slide the highway planets behind
Your clear waxed wings.

Go conquer the everywhere left
Beyond your sad confinement
In a predicted bonehouse,
Witch thrown riddle of flesh
And water.

O soar until nothing
remains but great glittering holes
In the black godspun shirt over your head.

- John Fairfax