A Challenger Appears!
Hi, I'm Spazzyfroggies and I'm both new to the community and need mental help.
Now that I got that out of my system.
By some stroke of insanity, I got myself into fic duel- which I suppose is no longer a fic duel now that there are three people (details, details). I'll probably bring you your weekly dose of het, because although I adore both yaoi and yuri, I don't have much experience in writing either. This will change though. This will change.
Well enough about me. On to the microfics! And I reject your ten words or under rule. Because I'm far too lazy to limit myself to ten words.
For cyanwitch, because I'll get to the catholic schoolboy Yorgo/Eren...someday.
Fandom: Tales of the Abyss
Pairing: Luke/Tear
Rating: G/PG
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Angst:
Sometimes I wonder if you're ever coming back- and sometimes I wonder if you ever intended to.
AU:
When Tear approached the front of the stage and opened her mouth to begin her solo, Luke's heart stopped.
Crackfic:
"Luke, we're getting low on funds"
"Well, I had this idea. Guy, Jade, and I could start a business where we can entertain weallthy ladies with nothing better to do for profit. I thought that maybe we could call it the Aulderant Host Clu-"
"-No!"
Crossover:
"My external appearance is down five percent. Luke, I need to be cleaned."
"W-what? What are you talking about?!"
First Time:
It was the first time Tear had ever danced with anyone, and somehow she thought that even a street in nighttime Keterberg was perfect as long as it was him.
Fluff:
Even after all this time, everytime he took her hand in his, he still got butterflies.
Humor:
"Tear! I didn't know you were into stuffed animals!"
"A-aah! Luke! What are you doing in here?!"
H/C:
"If I say it hurts, will you sing for me?"
"Will it make you feel better?"
"It would make me happy."
"Then yes."
Smut:
The only thing sexier to him than Tear putting on the maid costume was the way she took it off.
UST:
They both looked at each other, sighed, and then proceeded to glare at Jade- who was clearly taking much more time to explain things than was necessary on purpose. They hated it how Jade seemed to know everything.
~.~.~.~
And because animegirl07 wrote me wonderful squee-worthy Peony/Nephry...
Fandom: Ouran High School Host Club.
Pairing: Honey/Mori.
Rating: G-PG13. Depending on how you read it really.
Angst:
When you said you hate me, did you really mean it?
AU:
"Lord Mitsukuni, your soldiers are waiting for you."
"They can wait a little longer."
Crackfic:
Mori was rarely scared of anything- at least until Honey came out dressed like Kyouya. Then he was very very afraid.
Crossover:
No matter how much Takashi might try, Honey was never convinced that sand jellyfish tasted like cake.
First time:
The first time Takashi decided he liked cake was when he tasted it from Mitsukuni's mouth.
Fluff:
Honey kissed him on the cheek, and Mori tried his hardest not to blush. He only failed a little.
Humor:
"Officer, I wouldn't lie to you. I swear he is eighteen."
H/C: The best part of training with Takashi was when he kissed away the bruises he made.
Smut:
"Takashi, I want to try eating my sweets a different way this time." Mori shuddered in anticipation.
UST:
The little dab of icing leftover on the corner of Mitsukuni's bottom lip begged to be licked off- and not because Takashi liked frosting.
Now that I got that out of my system.
By some stroke of insanity, I got myself into fic duel- which I suppose is no longer a fic duel now that there are three people (details, details). I'll probably bring you your weekly dose of het, because although I adore both yaoi and yuri, I don't have much experience in writing either. This will change though. This will change.
Well enough about me. On to the microfics! And I reject your ten words or under rule. Because I'm far too lazy to limit myself to ten words.
For cyanwitch, because I'll get to the catholic schoolboy Yorgo/Eren...someday.
Fandom: Tales of the Abyss
Pairing: Luke/Tear
Rating: G/PG
(
Angst:
Sometimes I wonder if you're ever coming back- and sometimes I wonder if you ever intended to.
AU:
When Tear approached the front of the stage and opened her mouth to begin her solo, Luke's heart stopped.
Crackfic:
"Luke, we're getting low on funds"
"Well, I had this idea. Guy, Jade, and I could start a business where we can entertain weallthy ladies with nothing better to do for profit. I thought that maybe we could call it the Aulderant Host Clu-"
"-No!"
Crossover:
"My external appearance is down five percent. Luke, I need to be cleaned."
"W-what? What are you talking about?!"
First Time:
It was the first time Tear had ever danced with anyone, and somehow she thought that even a street in nighttime Keterberg was perfect as long as it was him.
Fluff:
Even after all this time, everytime he took her hand in his, he still got butterflies.
Humor:
"Tear! I didn't know you were into stuffed animals!"
"A-aah! Luke! What are you doing in here?!"
H/C:
"If I say it hurts, will you sing for me?"
"Will it make you feel better?"
"It would make me happy."
"Then yes."
Smut:
The only thing sexier to him than Tear putting on the maid costume was the way she took it off.
UST:
They both looked at each other, sighed, and then proceeded to glare at Jade- who was clearly taking much more time to explain things than was necessary on purpose. They hated it how Jade seemed to know everything.
~.~.~.~
And because animegirl07 wrote me wonderful squee-worthy Peony/Nephry...
Fandom: Ouran High School Host Club.
Pairing: Honey/Mori.
Rating: G-PG13. Depending on how you read it really.
Angst:
When you said you hate me, did you really mean it?
AU:
"Lord Mitsukuni, your soldiers are waiting for you."
"They can wait a little longer."
Crackfic:
Mori was rarely scared of anything- at least until Honey came out dressed like Kyouya. Then he was very very afraid.
Crossover:
No matter how much Takashi might try, Honey was never convinced that sand jellyfish tasted like cake.
First time:
The first time Takashi decided he liked cake was when he tasted it from Mitsukuni's mouth.
Fluff:
Honey kissed him on the cheek, and Mori tried his hardest not to blush. He only failed a little.
Humor:
"Officer, I wouldn't lie to you. I swear he is eighteen."
H/C: The best part of training with Takashi was when he kissed away the bruises he made.
Smut:
"Takashi, I want to try eating my sweets a different way this time." Mori shuddered in anticipation.
UST:
The little dab of icing leftover on the corner of Mitsukuni's bottom lip begged to be licked off- and not because Takashi liked frosting.