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green_animationTitle: Grave dust
Fandom: FFXII
Characters: Balthier x Basch. Gabranth and Dr Cid cameos
Prompt: 32: ghosts
Rating: PG-13 for language, mild sexing and disturbing imagery
Here, we desecrate the ghosts of our ancestors. We roll in grave-dirt and the loose soil sticks to our bodies with our fluid. My tongue in his mouth stops him whimpering about the threat of blasphemy. His knuckles bruising my shoulders stop me rolling over, whispering an entirely different type of ‘fuck you’ to one particular headstone.
Sacrilege finishes us both fast, the thrill of adrenaline an extra born not of lust; we shudder to our last together. Almost tender, I pat his golden hair.
I wake, sticky and alone; Gabranth and Cid were never buried in the same graveyard
Title: Lonely like the sea
Fandom: FFVII
Characters/Pairing: Yuffie, hint of Yuffie/Vincent
Prompt: #02 cherished items
Rating: PG
I’m lonely like the sea, like a star with a thousand million miles between herself and her sisters. I’m lonely like something had been scraped out of my body and there’s nothing to replace it.
I’m all over the place. I’m in Wutai, in Junon and Midgar. I don’t go looking, they won’t be finding me. I’m wandering around stealing the little things that mean the most, and trying to kill the time. I crave oblivion. I do not let myself know that I crave a golden claw in the crook of my arm; I don’t have the right, anymore.
Title: No, this is my spiritual plane, thank you.
Fandom: FFVII/ FFX crossover
Characters/Pairings: Yuna, Aeris
Theme: #61: Territory
Spoilers: None
Rating: PG
The farplane is full of flowers. Yuna marvels that she was fearful of coming alone. In the distance a figure straightens up, and she flinches. However, she notices the person is in pink, and is confused: none of her dead have worn that colour.
It is a young woman; serenely beautiful. However, her serenity dissipates as she notices Yuna. “What are you doing here?” she says, as if she knows who Yuna is. The air around her flexes with a green ribbon of light and Yuna is pushed firmly out of the farplane.
“You have your own lifestream,” she hears.
Title: Why you cage the monster, and do not kill it.
Fandom: FFVII
Characters/Pairings: Sephiroth, Hojo
Theme: #60 - Switching places
Spoilers: None
Rating: T
Words: 100
Hojo’s glasses glint, panicked, as he beats bloody hands against a re-enforced glass cage. The rusty sludge from his veins smears the glass and the thickness of it blocks most of his screams, except for a faint mosquito-like buzz.
Sephiroth watches quietly, gloved hand on hip. He would never tire of this game, but he has duties to perform. Almost reluctantly he presses a few keys on his phone and the scenario disappears into a haze of fading blue numbers. Sephiroth is sixteen, and this is his only viable pursuit of vengeance; he knows that he needs Hojo to live.
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In case you’re unsure as to what happened Sephiroth has created this scenario in the VR room as a kinda unhealthy outlet.
Fandom: FFXII
Characters: Balthier x Basch. Gabranth and Dr Cid cameos
Prompt: 32: ghosts
Rating: PG-13 for language, mild sexing and disturbing imagery
Here, we desecrate the ghosts of our ancestors. We roll in grave-dirt and the loose soil sticks to our bodies with our fluid. My tongue in his mouth stops him whimpering about the threat of blasphemy. His knuckles bruising my shoulders stop me rolling over, whispering an entirely different type of ‘fuck you’ to one particular headstone.
Sacrilege finishes us both fast, the thrill of adrenaline an extra born not of lust; we shudder to our last together. Almost tender, I pat his golden hair.
I wake, sticky and alone; Gabranth and Cid were never buried in the same graveyard
Title: Lonely like the sea
Fandom: FFVII
Characters/Pairing: Yuffie, hint of Yuffie/Vincent
Prompt: #02 cherished items
Rating: PG
I’m lonely like the sea, like a star with a thousand million miles between herself and her sisters. I’m lonely like something had been scraped out of my body and there’s nothing to replace it.
I’m all over the place. I’m in Wutai, in Junon and Midgar. I don’t go looking, they won’t be finding me. I’m wandering around stealing the little things that mean the most, and trying to kill the time. I crave oblivion. I do not let myself know that I crave a golden claw in the crook of my arm; I don’t have the right, anymore.
Title: No, this is my spiritual plane, thank you.
Fandom: FFVII/ FFX crossover
Characters/Pairings: Yuna, Aeris
Theme: #61: Territory
Spoilers: None
Rating: PG
The farplane is full of flowers. Yuna marvels that she was fearful of coming alone. In the distance a figure straightens up, and she flinches. However, she notices the person is in pink, and is confused: none of her dead have worn that colour.
It is a young woman; serenely beautiful. However, her serenity dissipates as she notices Yuna. “What are you doing here?” she says, as if she knows who Yuna is. The air around her flexes with a green ribbon of light and Yuna is pushed firmly out of the farplane.
“You have your own lifestream,” she hears.
Title: Why you cage the monster, and do not kill it.
Fandom: FFVII
Characters/Pairings: Sephiroth, Hojo
Theme: #60 - Switching places
Spoilers: None
Rating: T
Words: 100
Hojo’s glasses glint, panicked, as he beats bloody hands against a re-enforced glass cage. The rusty sludge from his veins smears the glass and the thickness of it blocks most of his screams, except for a faint mosquito-like buzz.
Sephiroth watches quietly, gloved hand on hip. He would never tire of this game, but he has duties to perform. Almost reluctantly he presses a few keys on his phone and the scenario disappears into a haze of fading blue numbers. Sephiroth is sixteen, and this is his only viable pursuit of vengeance; he knows that he needs Hojo to live.
--
In case you’re unsure as to what happened Sephiroth has created this scenario in the VR room as a kinda unhealthy outlet.
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