"Who's dead?" Vasili barks when Mikhail walks in, before he even sits. There's a glass between them with talking holes in it -- he's violent and they don't know who the fuck Mikhail is. He could perhaps crack it but his hand would splinter all the way to the wrist. Fucking plastisteel ( Read more... )

(which is btw complete)

"Here we are! Castle Bauer," Mikhail said, gesturing up to the red brick facade. The apartment building was stuck like a redheaded stepchild between two burlier, more menacing siblings, all narrow and vaguely sad-looking. That impression could probably be blamed on the pollution grime and the rusted grilles on the lowest ( Read more... )

Fresh-faced university student Sevan picks up rugged, funny Mikhail. Okay, is picked up. Same result - a nice evening for all. No consequences, right?

Only Sevan is a mage, and Mikhail is... well.

Urban fantasy, male/male sex, low on action. Contains age difference, eventual power imbalance, caretaker fatigue, suicidal thoughts.

Chapter 1 of 2 ( Read more... )

dunno if i'm ever going to continue it, and the fandom characters are still pretty visible through the thin coat of OC paint, but this was a fun scene to write, so hey ( Read more... )

This is the Tyr ofic -- the version i tried for NaNo two years ago. I had more written but I never posted it. Note, it still ran into plotholes and therefore there is not more than this currently and probably won't be. I need to find another angle of attack, AGAIN ( Read more... )

That's the start of what I wrote for NaNo and while I like some parts better than the old version, some other parts really need rewritten for flow and conciseness and general clarity. (also later on I'll need a military-type person to tell me wtf i'm messing up that can't be accounted for by "hey, parallel universe with divergent history", and also ( Read more... )

I forget who gave me that prompt it was so long ago, and in the end it went a bit off from what was asked anyway, sorry XD

Pre-story: Serrano, counseling.

( 287 words )

And for a brief break amongst tripletsverse...

The origin of Lin Xiang and Dian Keller's hate-on for each other.

( The treatment doesn't have a lot of selling points. (Unless you're suicidal in a 'take you all down to hell with me' way, that is, in which case it's as difficult as selling gasoline to a pyromaniac.) )

-Askerian: i had a meeting today, yeah ( Read more... )

I... want to write. But not Naruto things. Maybe FF7 things, but not one of the two multiparts I already have. Maybe Katekyo Hitman Reborn things, maybe Dragonball Z, maybe Ofic things, maybe maybe maybe. I don't know. I can't make up my mind ( Read more... )