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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, [livejournal.com profile] 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 [livejournal.com profile] laylah tells me what kinds of tea she likes. :3

[livejournal.com profile] 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. )




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.
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Vampires. I can't believe I've almost - almost! - been talked into writing Vampire!Turks. It's so cheap and easy. ...just how I like it. :x

So, uh. Have been home sick dying of tummy flu all day. If there be typos and such, that's my handy excuse.

A Little Late to Ask
FF7. Rufus/Reno/Tseng. NC-17. ~3600.
With him, it used to always be about need, not want. Reno needed, Tseng didn't.


Read me. )
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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 [livejournal.com profile] 30_evil_deeds.
Reno's just hanging around.


Read me. )




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


Read me. )




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


Read me. )
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This chair was not made to be lived in. No, it was not.

Many and hearts semicolons to both the evil twin (as per usual) and [livejournal.com profile] laylah (who, while this is technically a gift-shaped thing for her, got stuck with beta work regardless). I tried to reread it before posting, I really did, but a) my ass is still killing me, b) I don't think I can handle another round of this much porn and c) I'm too busy making bad jokes.

I fully expect LJ to scream like a virgin and not take this, because sweet baby Jesus, nine-freaking-thousand words. This is my entire porn quota for the next six months, enjoy.

Working from [livejournal.com profile] laylah's prompt ficlet, A Good Plan. I die now.

The Way It's Gonna Go
FF7. Turks/Rufus. NC-17. ~9000 words. Dubcon.
The thing is, Reno doesn't have a hell of a lot of respect for anything.


Read me. )

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