filthy as the ace of spades

I'm not exactly sure what I've been doing with myself for the past month (er, aside from devouring everything even remotely related to SPN), but whatever it was, I think I'm done. Very much missing the internets now.

And while I think of it, maho_kiwi? That thing I was going to mail you a billion light years ago? Well, um. I mailed it. And by 'mailed it' I obviously mean 'gave to Roomie to mail from work' (free postage!)... but it's sort of been sitting in her mailroom all this time. -_- I forgot to nag her about it. So, I'm thinking I might Xpress it to you or something. As soon as laylah tells me what kinds of tea she likes. :3

springkink roundup, for those of you playing at home!

Wolf at the Door, Rude/Tseng, NC-17, ~2400 words.
Whatever it is they come looking for, they each find it easily enough spread out beneath Tseng's hands.

Blood Rich, Tseng/Reno, PG-13, ~850 words.
Bodyguards are accessories.

Silhouette, Rude/Tseng, NC-17, ~1250 words.
Black suits, flat eyes and vicious smiles, that's all anybody ever really sees.

This Town's Religion, Reno/Rufus, NC-17, ~550 words.
Rufus gives the show his all.

Dirt in the Machine, Reno/Rufus, R, ~300 words.
"I suppose you're keeping a tally."

4 Minute Warning, Rude/Reno, NC-17, ~700 words.
This isn't the sort of thing Rude does.

Poetry and Prozac, Reno/Elena, R, ~500 words.
Too far away to make a decent target, somebody hiss-whispers into a crackling walkie-talkie.

Damage Control, Rude/Reno, NC-17, ~600 words.
The vaguely human-shaped lump beside him snores like a hibernating grizzly.

untitled, Turks/Rufus, PG, ~500 words.
His Turks circle the bed, grim black shadows smeared with grit and grime.

The Bark to Your Bite, Reno/Rufus, R, D/s, ~600 words.
Rufus says he likes things scripted, orderly and predictable. Reno's none of these things.

Red White and Black, Reno/Tseng, NC-17, ~700 words.
Tseng gave him instructions on how to drop the Sector in three minutes flat. Reno offered to get him off in the same.

A~nd one more, that I completely and entirely forgot about and haven't posted to the community yet (since it's like, May)...

untitled
FF7. Rude/Tseng. PG. ~650 words.
Rude notices things because that's what he's paid for.

( Read me. )

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Also, I realise I should probably use a Shinra-type icon, since this post is whopping amounts of FF7, but, Dean. And Sam. 'Nuff said. Wot, Reno thinks they're hot, too! And brothers! He's all over that kink like a cheap suit.

We sprung a new leak! :D Isn't that fantastic! :D :D

I found this while digging around trying to update my site. As far as I can tell, I never posted it. Which is weird, because it's totally perving over mako-infusion, and that is the most perv worthy of perv-worthy things.

It is also, temporarily, untitled. New icon, new icon! Reno.

[edit] omjesus. rude just showed up to fix the leak. omgomg. rumbly voice of SEX OMG.

0572-03
FF7. Rufus/Reno, Hojo. R. ~1000 words.
Rufus's presence during the entire operation, from preliminary exams to the actual injections, is curious.

( Read me. )

Even though I'm just unlocking this and running out again, we'll pretend I actually posted it. XD

Armageddon Days (4/6, illustrated)
FF7. Reno/Rufus, Reno/Rude. NC-17 overall. 3k words this chapter. Illustrated. Co-produced by blue_soaring and ponderosa121.
With President Shinra starting to clean house, Rufus seems like a lost cause, but Reno's got orders to follow.

( Chapter Four. )

Dear Blue, you should post in your own journal once in a while. Love, Pond.

P.S. Getting to use your icons feels a little like playing dress up.

To the rest of you: here, have more fic! Sorry it was with the slow, I had tablet issues for the sketchy bits.

Armageddon Days (2/6, illustrated)
FF7. Reno/Rufus, Reno/Rude. NC-17 overall. 6k words this chapter. Illustrated. Co-produced by blue_soaring and ponderosa121.
With President Shinra starting to clean house, Rufus seems like a lost cause, but Reno's got orders to follow.


( Chapter Two. )

...entirely too soon! But. Between Roomie and I, we have enough books to fill a modest public library (there's even an outdated encyclopaedia set around here somewhere, too - self, figure out what to do with that), and we're attempting to go through them and pick out favourites to take with us. This is very difficult. Eventually, we'll have someone ship everything up, but for the first wave, we're just taking necessities (computer, dishes, undies). I cling to Poe's complete works, Roomie swears she can't live without Shakespeare's, and we both insist on the porn.

I'd forgotten how fun packing is. Uwee!

Haven't yet gotten back in the swing of fandom things. Except for the sadistic Gizel muse that is entirely the evil twin's fault, and Envy's starting to make eyes at Greed again (which is also entirely the evil twin's fault for babbling at me about the subbed Alchemist vs. Homunculus special... Envy wuvs Greed). But instead of any of that, I have a couple vaguely drabble-shaped things to toss out, all from FF7/AC. My copy of AC is sitting at EB waiting for me. Can't wait. CAN'T WAIT.

To Ashes
FF7/AC. Sephiroth/Vincent. PG. 500 words.
The first time he sees Sephiroth's face stripped of the youth that not even Hojo's meddling could prevent, he thinks it's Lucrecia.

( Read me. )

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Games to Play
FF7/AC. Reno/Reeve. R. 300 words.
Reeve smells a little like the inside of a reactor, machines and mako.

( Read me. )

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Kisses Like Murder
FF7/AC. Rufus/Reno. PG. 100 words.
Rufus doesn't taste one bit like he thought.

( Read me. )

And a) I can't sleep, and b) there is supposed to be freezing rain tomorrow. I hate freezing rain. Thus, I bank on a Not Going to Class Day.

I made the mistake of asking the evil twin for more prompts, since the last batch was so fun. The count is now twenty two. My poor little yellow notepad.

04. candlestick
FF7. Rufus/Reno. PG. ~300 words. For 30_evil_deeds.
Reno's just hanging around.

( Read me. )

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Paid In Full
FF7. Turks/Rufus. NC-17. 200 words.
Rufus watches them work.

( Read me. )

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Hollow
FF4. Kain/Cecil. G. 100 words.
It'd been too long to remember.

( Read me. )

Only, the worst thing about being productive is that I'm bouncing back and forth between two fics, making tiny bits of progress on each but nothing really spectacular. Still. Progress. Yay.

Asked the evil twin to toss me some prompts to help get the writing flowing again. I took a page out of laylah's book and tried something with word limit, and picked keeping to multiples of one hundred. Am surprised at how fun that actually was.

Lights Off
FF7. Rufus/Reno. R. 500 words.
Reno used to pay attention to the set of Rufus's shoulders...

( Read me. )