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fahye and villainny!
There are others. Of COURSE there are others, and that's not even including the ones for which I have sketch outlines for. But these are the only ones that are fandom and have any real prospect of being finished.
Harry Potter, for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
hpmugglestudies: Hermione travels in pursuit of knowledge.
She screams and screams and tries to brush them away but nothing she does works. After a moment of hysteria, the spiders suddenly disappear; they were never there.
Hermione’s skin still crawls, though, and she understands Ron’s fear of spiders better now than she ever wanted to.
The woman lowers her hand, a faintly amused smile touching her painted lips. “You Western wizards focus too much on raw power,” she says, her voice low and melodic. “You forget the importance of inner strength. If the spirit is weak, it is easy to fool the mind. Why go to the effort of a physical attack when illusion allows one to far more simply drive your enemy to wound themselves? Your wizards lack imagination.”
Co-dependence: Kingdom Hearts, Riku/Sora/Kairi, wasn't supposed to be OT3 but kind of just happened that way. Almost finished.
“Don’t you find it wrong too?” he blurts finally.
Kairi wrinkles her nose, because Sora has a bad habit of just saying whatever’s in his head without realising that other people aren’t actually mind readers, not even Kairi or Riku, and what seems logical to him is often a completely random non sequitur to everyone else. It loses him a lot of marks on essays.
“Maybe,” she says dryly. “And if I knew what it was, maybe I’d be able to tell you.”
“This, this…” Sora unlinks his arms to gesture in a helpless and frustrated manner when his words just aren’t cutting it. “Riku!”
That wasn’t what Kairi had been expecting. “Riku is wrong?” she guesses, utterly baffled by this point. “Riku is an it? What are you going on about, Sora?”
“No! Kairi! You know that’s not what I meant!”
“Then tell me!” she exclaims, flinging her own hands up in exasperation. “What about Riku?”
“He’s not here!” Sora says, spinning to glare at her and stomp his foot like a child having a temper-tantrum. “He’s not here and he’s always supposed to be here now but suddenly he’s not!”
Kanshousha Diaries: Mirage of Blaze, VSD-style, swapping characters. Based on the anime version, which is partially why I haven't finished it; I keep getting discouraged by the total NON-ENDING the anime has. But I'm not game to try this for the books. Not yet, anyway.
Chiaki (Traces of Crimson arc)
Am hot stuff. Heard Kagetora was back and was going that way anyway, so have inflitrated school to check him out.
Am of course not worried or relieved. Why should I care about what happens to Kagetora? V. silly concept.
Do not think that current incarnation of Kagetora hot, either. Am hotter, dammit. And am not giving him the once over, because Naoe would kill me if I tried anything.
I mean, because do not find Kagetora hot. Yes.
Speaking of Kagetora, cannot believe he has actually forgotten me. After all our rivalry! Bitch! Is a lot more childish than he used to be. Also ruder and in possession of less self-preservation instincts. Just as dense as ever, though. Cannot tell when someone v. obviously hitting on him.
Not that I was. Was referring to Naoe. Really.
TRC college AU. I think that says it all, really. Was supposed to finish this for sis months and months ago but lost my ability to write anything.
“It’s okay,” he told her, with a bright smile about as genuine as fool’s gold. It sparkled, but it was completely fake. “I’ll be staying on campus. I’d feel better if you stayed here with Mama. Besides, I need you to call and tell me when he comes out of the coma.”
“Okay, Onii-sama,” she said, still a little reluctantly.
“Don’t tell him where I am, even if he asks,” the boy added, blue eyes uncharacteristically serious. “He’ll try to follow me.”
“I won’t,” she promised, and leaned up to kiss him on the cheek. “Stay safe.”
“Of course!”
“Fye, you useless little shit!” a man yelled impatiently from outside. “Hurry the fuck up!”
“And that would be the dulcet tones of Father calling for me I hear,” Fye said, cheerfully brittle, and hugged Chi quickly before stepping away. “Don’t get into trouble!”
Nothing To Prove: Saiunkoku, Reishin/Kouyuu (and background Ryuuki/Shuurei). Kouyuu and Shuurei decide to marry for reasons that have nothing to do with love, ReishinSMASH.
“I hope you’ve properly considered the reasons for which you intend on doing this,” Reishin said acidly. “These things are after all much more easily done than undone.”
If he were marrying anyone other than Shuurei, Kouyuu would probably respond with a retort about Reishin’s own approach to marriage and the hypocrisy inherent in him criticising anyone else for marrying someone for ulterior purposes. Since it is Shuurei he is marrying, however, Kouyuu knows better than to say such a thing; this is not about him. It’s about Shuurei, about Reishin not wanting his niece stuck in a loveless marriage.
“Shuurei and I have discussed this,” he said instead, stiffly and with a subdued hint of defiance, though he couldn’t quite meet Reishin’s narrowed gaze. “We know what we’re doing.”
“Hmph,” Reishin sniffed, snapping his fan shut so sharply the noise made Kouyuu flinch, and his expression was so dark and foreboding before he turned to stalk out of the room that Kouyuu could hardly bear to look at it.
Saiunkoku Mobster AU, Seiran/Ryuuki/Shuurei and probably Shuuei/Kouyuu. Shuurei gets kidnapped to be Ryuuki's consort, and Ryuuki is too polite to be a mob boss.
Ryuuki stared at the man leaning in his doorway with a disinterested expression, polishing his gun and wearing a suit that probably wasn't anywhere near as expensive as the clothes the Shi family wore but still looked good on him. The look on his face was cold, but everything else about him was hot, which was partially why Ryuuki was staring at him. Also, he was weirdly familiar.
"Aren't you going to try and free Shuurei?" Ryuuki asked Shuurei's bodyguard eventually, utterly bewildered, and the man shrugged, eyes flicking to him with the shadow of a smile before sliding away.
"No," Seiran said. "She's decided she wants to stay here for now. So I've agreed to guard you in exchange for being allowed to remain in the complex until she's ready to leave."
"Oh," Ryuuki said dumbly, and went back to staring, because Seiran was really hot.
SGA, John/Rodney. Sadly I've only got a little bit of this and I'm not sure I'll be able to salvage enough memory to write it, but I still want to. Rodney has a mancrush. And that's ALL IT IS.
“Please,” Radek says scornfully. “You fawn over the Colonel like fourteen-year-old girl over Orlando Bloom.”
“EXCUSE me? I do not— that’s just— don’t be absurd! Just because I happen to admire and respect someone who saves my life on a regular basis—”
“You admit to admiration and respect? I am surprised.”
“Don’t you dare tell him I said that.”
“Though I do not wish to understand the strange way your mind works, Rodney—“
“Hah, like you could.”
“— but even teasing of the Colonel’s hair is like pulling of pigtails, and I think if he had pigtails to pull you would do that also.”
Guidance Counsellor: Tales of Destiny, various (though mostly Stahn/Leon and Stahn/Rutee). I just find it hilarious that every time you have a problem you can waltz right into the throne room and bug the king about it.
Stahn looked expectantly at the king. The king stared back.
“Uh,” his majesty said eventually, and opened his mouth again to tell Stahn firmly that this was quite ridiculous and he was far too important to have his time wasted on trivial matters of teenage drama. Instead, what came out was this: “Leon is quite reserved and not the kind of person who is very good with expressing himself through words, and I believe that Rutee resembles him in this aspect. Perhaps you should try to express your feelings through demonstration. They do say actions speak louder than words, after all.”
… And where the hell had that come from? Since when did he spout such trite and meaningless crap?
Well, okay, since his last public address, for one, but at least that was stately trite and meaningless crap. That wasn’t the point, anyway. The point was that he was starting to sound like the Seinegeld equivalent of a “Dear Abbey” columnist and also, aside from being trite, it was very bad advice because it would probably get Stahn killed for encroaching on Leon’s personal space and bugging Rutee or, less likely but still possible, in inciting jealousy on the part of one or other of them.
Maybe even a mixture of the two, if one was annoyed at the other was jealous.
In fact, considering who they were talking about, it was entirely possible that either of them might end up both jealous and annoyed.
Civil War: X, Seishirou/Subaru plus Kamui. Started writing this for a Christmas fic year before last-- jesus, THAT long?-- and somewhere near the end it stopped being serious and started being crack. Decided to leave it and write something else and come back to it when I had more time.
An average morning goes something like this.
Kamui will be eating his breakfast when Seishirou emerges from Subaru’s room, and every such morning, without fail, he’ll roll his eyes and say something along the lines of, “Oh. You again,” or perhaps, “You’re still here, are you? Don’t you have your own apartment to go to?”
Seishirou, in wordless response to this, generally gives a smirk that has a hint of slight threat about it, something unspecified but nasty, and goes out on the balcony for a cigarette. Subaru will eventually come out of his room somewhere between ten minutes to half an hour later, still sleepy and half awake, to the domestic kitchen equivalent of the Cold War. Aside from the occasional exchange of insults, there is an icy silence that says so much more and is far more uncomfortable for any poor soul caught in the middle of it.
Subaru, in other words. Lucky, lucky him.
Kamui makes snide comments about Subaru’s taste in men, Seishirou retaliates with pointed barbs about Subaru’s child-rearing ability, and both these verbal missiles are aimed at each other but Subaru is always the one who gets hurt, the collateral damage in their stupid uncivil war.
Unravel: X, Seishirou/Subaru. I was inspired by Time Is Running Out by Muse. Unfortunately I don't really know where I'm going after the second scene of this, but one day I might come back to it and think of something.
Subaru is unraveling, falling apart faster and faster; he can feel all the threads coming loose and fraying away, a process that started nine years ago and accelerates every time he sees Seishirou again. Subaru has known for a long time now how little he means to the other man, the man he loves who could just turn around and walk out of his life without a backward glance or a single regret, but he can feel it pounded into him whenever they fight and Seishirou refuses to take him seriously. Subaru is always the one who attacks first, and Seishirou is always holding back, always the one to walk away from the fight.
Seishirou has been walking away for a long time now, and Subaru is frustrated that even now, even when it comes to the end of the world, he’s not worth enough for Seishirou to waste time or energy on him. It makes him bitter to know that Seishirou could probably overpower him in a fight, kill him, if only he cared enough to bother.
Subaru is sick of letting Seishirou dismiss him, ignore him, sick of the way Seishirou will not even allow him a small measure of dignity by faking more than a modicum of regard. Whatever it is that lies between them-- love, hate, desire, revenge-- is hopelessly one-sided, and all Subaru wants is some kind of friction, some kind of passion, but Seishirou is smothering the only thing Subaru has left, burying it under layers of disdain and cruelty.
Then of course there are CCS!X and Boyband!X but, well, everyone knows about them anyway and it would be horrifying to try and find an appropriate excerpt from either. Especially since most of it is already posted anyway. XD
Anyhoo, at some point I'm going to have to get dressed because mum has decided I have to drive her to and from the plaza to do the weekly shopping tonight. Apparently I have to get used to shopping centre carparks. At least I'm not gunning the motor anymore? (she made me drive to and from work yesterday.) >>;
fahye and villainny!There are others. Of COURSE there are others, and that's not even including the ones for which I have sketch outlines for. But these are the only ones that are fandom and have any real prospect of being finished.
Harry Potter, for
hpmugglestudies: Hermione travels in pursuit of knowledge.She screams and screams and tries to brush them away but nothing she does works. After a moment of hysteria, the spiders suddenly disappear; they were never there.
Hermione’s skin still crawls, though, and she understands Ron’s fear of spiders better now than she ever wanted to.
The woman lowers her hand, a faintly amused smile touching her painted lips. “You Western wizards focus too much on raw power,” she says, her voice low and melodic. “You forget the importance of inner strength. If the spirit is weak, it is easy to fool the mind. Why go to the effort of a physical attack when illusion allows one to far more simply drive your enemy to wound themselves? Your wizards lack imagination.”
Co-dependence: Kingdom Hearts, Riku/Sora/Kairi, wasn't supposed to be OT3 but kind of just happened that way. Almost finished.
“Don’t you find it wrong too?” he blurts finally.
Kairi wrinkles her nose, because Sora has a bad habit of just saying whatever’s in his head without realising that other people aren’t actually mind readers, not even Kairi or Riku, and what seems logical to him is often a completely random non sequitur to everyone else. It loses him a lot of marks on essays.
“Maybe,” she says dryly. “And if I knew what it was, maybe I’d be able to tell you.”
“This, this…” Sora unlinks his arms to gesture in a helpless and frustrated manner when his words just aren’t cutting it. “Riku!”
That wasn’t what Kairi had been expecting. “Riku is wrong?” she guesses, utterly baffled by this point. “Riku is an it? What are you going on about, Sora?”
“No! Kairi! You know that’s not what I meant!”
“Then tell me!” she exclaims, flinging her own hands up in exasperation. “What about Riku?”
“He’s not here!” Sora says, spinning to glare at her and stomp his foot like a child having a temper-tantrum. “He’s not here and he’s always supposed to be here now but suddenly he’s not!”
Kanshousha Diaries: Mirage of Blaze, VSD-style, swapping characters. Based on the anime version, which is partially why I haven't finished it; I keep getting discouraged by the total NON-ENDING the anime has. But I'm not game to try this for the books. Not yet, anyway.
Chiaki (Traces of Crimson arc)
Am hot stuff. Heard Kagetora was back and was going that way anyway, so have inflitrated school to check him out.
Am of course not worried or relieved. Why should I care about what happens to Kagetora? V. silly concept.
Do not think that current incarnation of Kagetora hot, either. Am hotter, dammit. And am not giving him the once over, because Naoe would kill me if I tried anything.
I mean, because do not find Kagetora hot. Yes.
Speaking of Kagetora, cannot believe he has actually forgotten me. After all our rivalry! Bitch! Is a lot more childish than he used to be. Also ruder and in possession of less self-preservation instincts. Just as dense as ever, though. Cannot tell when someone v. obviously hitting on him.
Not that I was. Was referring to Naoe. Really.
TRC college AU. I think that says it all, really. Was supposed to finish this for sis months and months ago but lost my ability to write anything.
“It’s okay,” he told her, with a bright smile about as genuine as fool’s gold. It sparkled, but it was completely fake. “I’ll be staying on campus. I’d feel better if you stayed here with Mama. Besides, I need you to call and tell me when he comes out of the coma.”
“Okay, Onii-sama,” she said, still a little reluctantly.
“Don’t tell him where I am, even if he asks,” the boy added, blue eyes uncharacteristically serious. “He’ll try to follow me.”
“I won’t,” she promised, and leaned up to kiss him on the cheek. “Stay safe.”
“Of course!”
“Fye, you useless little shit!” a man yelled impatiently from outside. “Hurry the fuck up!”
“And that would be the dulcet tones of Father calling for me I hear,” Fye said, cheerfully brittle, and hugged Chi quickly before stepping away. “Don’t get into trouble!”
Nothing To Prove: Saiunkoku, Reishin/Kouyuu (and background Ryuuki/Shuurei). Kouyuu and Shuurei decide to marry for reasons that have nothing to do with love, ReishinSMASH.
“I hope you’ve properly considered the reasons for which you intend on doing this,” Reishin said acidly. “These things are after all much more easily done than undone.”
If he were marrying anyone other than Shuurei, Kouyuu would probably respond with a retort about Reishin’s own approach to marriage and the hypocrisy inherent in him criticising anyone else for marrying someone for ulterior purposes. Since it is Shuurei he is marrying, however, Kouyuu knows better than to say such a thing; this is not about him. It’s about Shuurei, about Reishin not wanting his niece stuck in a loveless marriage.
“Shuurei and I have discussed this,” he said instead, stiffly and with a subdued hint of defiance, though he couldn’t quite meet Reishin’s narrowed gaze. “We know what we’re doing.”
“Hmph,” Reishin sniffed, snapping his fan shut so sharply the noise made Kouyuu flinch, and his expression was so dark and foreboding before he turned to stalk out of the room that Kouyuu could hardly bear to look at it.
Saiunkoku Mobster AU, Seiran/Ryuuki/Shuurei and probably Shuuei/Kouyuu. Shuurei gets kidnapped to be Ryuuki's consort, and Ryuuki is too polite to be a mob boss.
Ryuuki stared at the man leaning in his doorway with a disinterested expression, polishing his gun and wearing a suit that probably wasn't anywhere near as expensive as the clothes the Shi family wore but still looked good on him. The look on his face was cold, but everything else about him was hot, which was partially why Ryuuki was staring at him. Also, he was weirdly familiar.
"Aren't you going to try and free Shuurei?" Ryuuki asked Shuurei's bodyguard eventually, utterly bewildered, and the man shrugged, eyes flicking to him with the shadow of a smile before sliding away.
"No," Seiran said. "She's decided she wants to stay here for now. So I've agreed to guard you in exchange for being allowed to remain in the complex until she's ready to leave."
"Oh," Ryuuki said dumbly, and went back to staring, because Seiran was really hot.
SGA, John/Rodney. Sadly I've only got a little bit of this and I'm not sure I'll be able to salvage enough memory to write it, but I still want to. Rodney has a mancrush. And that's ALL IT IS.
“Please,” Radek says scornfully. “You fawn over the Colonel like fourteen-year-old girl over Orlando Bloom.”
“EXCUSE me? I do not— that’s just— don’t be absurd! Just because I happen to admire and respect someone who saves my life on a regular basis—”
“You admit to admiration and respect? I am surprised.”
“Don’t you dare tell him I said that.”
“Though I do not wish to understand the strange way your mind works, Rodney—“
“Hah, like you could.”
“— but even teasing of the Colonel’s hair is like pulling of pigtails, and I think if he had pigtails to pull you would do that also.”
Guidance Counsellor: Tales of Destiny, various (though mostly Stahn/Leon and Stahn/Rutee). I just find it hilarious that every time you have a problem you can waltz right into the throne room and bug the king about it.
Stahn looked expectantly at the king. The king stared back.
“Uh,” his majesty said eventually, and opened his mouth again to tell Stahn firmly that this was quite ridiculous and he was far too important to have his time wasted on trivial matters of teenage drama. Instead, what came out was this: “Leon is quite reserved and not the kind of person who is very good with expressing himself through words, and I believe that Rutee resembles him in this aspect. Perhaps you should try to express your feelings through demonstration. They do say actions speak louder than words, after all.”
… And where the hell had that come from? Since when did he spout such trite and meaningless crap?
Well, okay, since his last public address, for one, but at least that was stately trite and meaningless crap. That wasn’t the point, anyway. The point was that he was starting to sound like the Seinegeld equivalent of a “Dear Abbey” columnist and also, aside from being trite, it was very bad advice because it would probably get Stahn killed for encroaching on Leon’s personal space and bugging Rutee or, less likely but still possible, in inciting jealousy on the part of one or other of them.
Maybe even a mixture of the two, if one was annoyed at the other was jealous.
In fact, considering who they were talking about, it was entirely possible that either of them might end up both jealous and annoyed.
Civil War: X, Seishirou/Subaru plus Kamui. Started writing this for a Christmas fic year before last-- jesus, THAT long?-- and somewhere near the end it stopped being serious and started being crack. Decided to leave it and write something else and come back to it when I had more time.
An average morning goes something like this.
Kamui will be eating his breakfast when Seishirou emerges from Subaru’s room, and every such morning, without fail, he’ll roll his eyes and say something along the lines of, “Oh. You again,” or perhaps, “You’re still here, are you? Don’t you have your own apartment to go to?”
Seishirou, in wordless response to this, generally gives a smirk that has a hint of slight threat about it, something unspecified but nasty, and goes out on the balcony for a cigarette. Subaru will eventually come out of his room somewhere between ten minutes to half an hour later, still sleepy and half awake, to the domestic kitchen equivalent of the Cold War. Aside from the occasional exchange of insults, there is an icy silence that says so much more and is far more uncomfortable for any poor soul caught in the middle of it.
Subaru, in other words. Lucky, lucky him.
Kamui makes snide comments about Subaru’s taste in men, Seishirou retaliates with pointed barbs about Subaru’s child-rearing ability, and both these verbal missiles are aimed at each other but Subaru is always the one who gets hurt, the collateral damage in their stupid uncivil war.
Unravel: X, Seishirou/Subaru. I was inspired by Time Is Running Out by Muse. Unfortunately I don't really know where I'm going after the second scene of this, but one day I might come back to it and think of something.
Subaru is unraveling, falling apart faster and faster; he can feel all the threads coming loose and fraying away, a process that started nine years ago and accelerates every time he sees Seishirou again. Subaru has known for a long time now how little he means to the other man, the man he loves who could just turn around and walk out of his life without a backward glance or a single regret, but he can feel it pounded into him whenever they fight and Seishirou refuses to take him seriously. Subaru is always the one who attacks first, and Seishirou is always holding back, always the one to walk away from the fight.
Seishirou has been walking away for a long time now, and Subaru is frustrated that even now, even when it comes to the end of the world, he’s not worth enough for Seishirou to waste time or energy on him. It makes him bitter to know that Seishirou could probably overpower him in a fight, kill him, if only he cared enough to bother.
Subaru is sick of letting Seishirou dismiss him, ignore him, sick of the way Seishirou will not even allow him a small measure of dignity by faking more than a modicum of regard. Whatever it is that lies between them-- love, hate, desire, revenge-- is hopelessly one-sided, and all Subaru wants is some kind of friction, some kind of passion, but Seishirou is smothering the only thing Subaru has left, burying it under layers of disdain and cruelty.
Then of course there are CCS!X and Boyband!X but, well, everyone knows about them anyway and it would be horrifying to try and find an appropriate excerpt from either. Especially since most of it is already posted anyway. XD
Anyhoo, at some point I'm going to have to get dressed because mum has decided I have to drive her to and from the plaza to do the weekly shopping tonight. Apparently I have to get used to shopping centre carparks. At least I'm not gunning the motor anymore? (she made me drive to and from work yesterday.) >>;
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Date: 2007-11-17 06:04 pm (UTC)Thanks!