Streets are filled with --

Final Fantasy VII prompt responses from over on Tumblr.

Veld, Vincent. Fist fight. Gen. 494 words.

( Vincent took his tie off. 'You know,' the other man mused. 'You’re taking brighter futures really seriously when you start setting fire to villages.' )

Rufus, Reeve. Rufus and weddings. Gen. 1046 words.

( Rufus spread his hands. 'Is it something that I'm wearing?' )

So, a couple of things have taken over my life recently, and all of them seem to somehow involve me completely ghosting over my DW. It's magic! :D "Must go grab a matcha latte - whoops, no time to cross-post to DW!" "How about I watch Crows Zero a third time instead of opening a new browser window, yeah!"

\o SO I SHALL SUMMARISE THUSLY THE EVENTS OF THE PAST FORTNIGHT:

1. My job, I have quit it! Celebration and glee!
   
2. My visa, I has it! University, here I come!
   
3. Crows Zero, the movie! I love it!
   
4. Gundam Wing, I am rewatching it! Treize and Zechs, how much do I love you? LET ME COUNT THE WAYS.

And because I am now free from the blighted octopi-hands of work, I can crosspost my posts in bits and pieces too!

I hereby request humbly that any Gundam Wing fans stab the comments with AU scenarios.

I need about 10 - that's a happy number! - for an Insane 13-6 Marathon^TM. 8D Suggestions: teacher!AU; pirates; diplomats; mud-wrestlers! \o THIS FANDOM REQUIRES OLD-SCHOOL CHEESINESS.

\o/! Off to go do some productive things now!

Adapted from the poll earlier this week because K:

1. Doesn't have the brains to write a full fic yet
   
2. But wants to write bits and pieces
   
3. And is totally unashamed of subjecting 2 totally unrelated fandoms to a knockout poll to see which one gets written first

8D THE WORD COUNT IS NOT AN INDICATION OF MY BIAS. Not at all. Note: everything is written as-is: no grammar/logic/fun checks for me at 234am!

( HP: Marauders fic! In which Peter is not stupid, and neither is James, and neither is Sirius uncouth, oh and Remus is a badass. Featuring James and Sirius and some talking. 287 words )

( FFVII: Tseng under Creepymanpedo Veld! An early scene, featuring Reeve and Veld and a lot of rain. 1106 words )

DECISION TIME:

Poll #652 HP v FFVII Knockout Round

Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 6

View Respondents

AND THE WINNER IS

View Answers

HP Mauradertimes
4 (66.7%)

FFVII Veld-o-mania
2 (33.3%)

ellnyx and I were talking nasdack, and in between lots of guilty feelings and a lot of random conversational tidbits, she provided this prompt: Balthier/Tseng/Rufus - inversion of roles/ceremony - love came in accordance with what he promised, and not only out of gratitude. And lo, I have written something:

~900 words. Tseng/Rufus/Balthier. Very soft R.

( Tseng doesn't offer any explanation when Rufus looks at him in askance. 'I'm sorry we're late,' he says instead. )


THEN SOMEHOW, TENTACLES GOT MENTIONED. Mayhap it is because shoe-kink still is unfathomable to Nyx, she instead jumps forward towards tentacles:

(12:13:58 AM) nyx: b/t/r, TENTACLE SEX
(12:14:00 AM) K: OKAY
(12:14:02 AM) K: YOU ARE ON
...
(12:14:11 AM) K: I WILL TENTACLE SEX THOSE THREE
(12:14:16 AM) nyx: NO NONO
(12:14:23 AM) K: WHAT IS THAT YOU ARE SAYING
(12:14:24 AM) K: YES YES YES?
(12:14:25 AM) nyx: THOSE THREE SEX THE TENTACLES
...
(12:14:44 AM) K: RUFUS DARING BALTHIER OR VICE VERSA
(12:14:45 AM) nyx: YES
...
(12:14:52 AM) K: SUCKERS
(12:14:53 AM) nyx: YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

Now that I have ascertained that this is NOT MY FAULT, I am here to enable. Here we go, tentacle porn. Or, uh, the closest I could get to it, anyway. NOT BRAIN SAFE. NOT HEAD SAFE. It's almost work safe. BUT IT HAS TENTACLES. FOR nasdack VERSE. If that doesn't warn you, NOTHING WILL! I blame the meds and 350am! CAVEAT LECTOR.

[edit] NOW KNOWN AS:

SQUID PRO QUO

Warnings for squick! ~900 words. R. Tseng, Rufus, Balthier/DRUG PRODUCING TENTACLE MONSTER.

( Crack, tentacles, and, uh, yeah. Crack and tentacles. )

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I think it is fair warning to direct readers to the copy of this post on nasdack, where, in the comments, Nyx illustrates how she is 2000 times crazier than I am.

I am not going to press the backspace button for the next fifteen minutes except to make grammatical and spelling corrections. I MAKE NO CHANGES TO MY INSANITY: these bits are all meant to Reggib Worg (I'M SORRY MR. DAHL).

[edit] Plenty of happy mind bickering in the second one. :D Even if you don't know Samurai Warriors, well -- Toyotomi Hideyoshi (united the land) and hired Ishida Mitsunari (to be his sharp-tongued logistics guy and eventual Big Time retainer; in the game he is v. pretty and v. kickass and beats people up with a fan, I mean, come on), who in turn hired Shima Sakon (who talks back to Mitsunari where all others cower in fear/adoration/envy and gets bought over by much money HONOUR in exchange for his 1337 strategy skillz0rs).

I'm so sorry, Japan.

( Final Fantasy VII: Reeve and Lazard for _ice_lady (433 words) )

( Samurai Warriors 2: Ishida Mitsunari and Shima Sakon (406 words) )


Also in progress:

• Batfic: Pauper!AU Dick and Jason on spring break fic for scheherezhad
  
• FFVII: still more massive Restorations, ajsfkljalsfjlk, the million dollar question being, Will Reeve Ever Stop Talking?
  

Re-watching Ouran recently has made me, more than ever, want to write Tamaki/Kyouya, because I swear to every small god I know that that is the one most power-balanced pair of power-brokering pairs to ever broker power in the history of successful relationships.

*whimper*

*whimpers more*

[edit] Tiny Batdrabble, because my brain isn't working right and just comes up with these random things:

Subjunctive

173 words. Batman: Dark Victory. Bruce Wayne, and a world without Harvey Dent. Dark Victory is pretty essential here, though if you've watched The Dark Knight, it's an acceptable substitute. :D

The subjunctive is a dangerous tense; should have, it proposes, could have, also, but worse than both: ought to, and if I were.

If I were free, Bruce Wayne thinks, in the subjunctive, if I were free, if this Gotham did not need Batman, what would that be like? Liberty?

But liberty, fanciful noun, is adjectival: it describes a state, a relative position of being. It isn't Gotham that brings necessity to vigilantism; there is no door for him to open, no rite of passage. Two pictures stare down at Bruce every night from the mausoleum of the manor: there is no escape from the past. That lingers.

But, Bruce Wayne thinks, if I were free, and if I did not need Batman, what would that be like?

The subjunctive passes in history, tripping over itself and then never changing. Once gone, it endures. No escape from that either, and no more questions of if, or ought, or could, or should have.

Not in this Gotham, nor in this world without Harvey Dent.

Busy as a house on fire, lately, but there's always time for distractions, and I figure smaller ones are better than bigger ones. Ergo:

One-sentence drabble meme!

You give me a fandom, and then a character, or a word-prompt, or a small unicorn, or a scenario -- I'll give you a sentence. You are free to a) give me as many prompts as you like b) cross things over like stitches c) ask me for fandoms I don't usually write. No promises on how many sentences I'll get back to you if you ask me for a million, though. :D


And some recs:

Stained Glass Sky, by icor. Final Fantasy VII, Cissnei/Aerith - such beautiful worldbuilding, and easy-to-read characterisation. Some of the best and only femmeslash you'll get in the fandom these days.

Tiny Halloween Crisis Core cast fanart, by mogumogu. I weep at the Kunsel. Weep.

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And some meta:

People who've read my stuff tell me that I worldbuild a lot, which is kinda funny, because it's not something I realise that I do. How can I? I live in a tiny island. I'm young. I haven't seen enough of the world. Sometimes I wonder, how dare I, but I never really thought about it.

Neil Gaiman did, when he wrote American Gods. The book's practically cult reading in fandom, and if you're read it, or will ever read it, that tiny little introspective by Neil will both humble you and make you want to see more than what the viewport of your life has let you see.

And then dare to be daring.

Been busy coding, running, sleeping and then coming alive with the realisation that I have an informal philosophy essay due in tomorrow (insert arurughghg here). Wanted to write more Lead, but I think every time my FFVII genes switch on, my Batman alleles turn off. Ergo, drabbleface.


One Time That Dick Grayson Was Not A Good Man

Batman. Dick/Kory, Dick/Babs, Dick/Bruce.

469 words and Dick being, well. A bit of a dick.

( I don't know, Dick Grayson confessed to himself that day, what the hell I want from anybody. )

DEFINE ME?
THE LIVEJOURNAL DICTIONARY MEME

Do this research writing person a turn? 8D I'll do you if you do me *waggle*

Also, let me once again direct you to amazing Batp0rn (Dick/Tim) by pere_chan, written as an offshoot to a drabble prompted by this pair of Y3 boots as in the cut below. Life is too generous to me some days.


Batman drabble
Tim, Bruce, hints of Dick/Tim and happytimes.
736 words

( Boooots )

This is me, biting off more than I can chew again! 8D 8D Recommended listening for this fic: Underworld - Moaner, from the Batman and Robin soundtrack. Around about 2:32 is where I imagine Dick starting to run really fast and ajlsfkjaslkfj okay stopping here.

Companion drabble-arc other-side-of-the-AU thing to the Counting Down The Hours drabble-arc-thing. Titles stolen from Ted Leo once more, for even greater justice!


Gold is just a trick of the light

Fandom: Batman/Batman Beyond
Characters: Dick, Terry
Rating: PG
Warnings: Assumes comics!canon for Beyond!canon. Post-RotJ, in some fluffy canonspace.
Summary: You're not - allowed - to be a junkie when you - belong - to this - family, but -

1213 words and I have no idea where I am going with this except that there will be grief and a lot of terror and oh god, I am so sorry, DC.

( 'Is this your idea of a sick joke?' He looks down at the blue stripe across Dick's chest like it's an ugly scar. )