Title: God damnit whore!
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts II
Pairing: Xigbar/Larxene
Author/Artist: Astaroth
Recipient: Kestrel
Rating: PG
Prompt: Working together, probably under duress: like a tightrope act on razor wire. Scars, eyepatch, weapons-fetish (his guns, her knives). Lots of tension and power plays with no clear 'victor' a major plus.
A/N: After I decided on art for this instead of writing something, I was a bit stumped on just how to capture some elements of the prompt. So I kind of ended up deviating a bit, while still trying to keep to the spirit of it. I hope you like it anyways. Also, um, pic + drabble after a friend helped me title the thing.
It took more than one knife to do the bird- monster- thing in, but by the time she had it, it jerked off to the right and started to plummet down the side of the mountain. Only it was too far to the cliff's edge, and she was falling with it.
She felt more than she heard the ice cold-crackle of the rift open right above her head. The dry scent of frost and dust followed with the void. The griffin was too dead to shriek, but for a split second she thought that the hands that grabbed her were its talons and she kicked out. Another split second later and she saw the beast and claws fall while she was caught short, impossibly dangling midair.
"-Hold still, I've got you-"
His disembodied grip was strong; she could see him straining to pull her back to the mountainside even when fabric started to rip. He didn't trust her, and she sure as hell didn't trust him. What she did trust were her own skills, and knives, and she reached up through the nothing and sunk one into his side. It was something to grab onto, something anchored, something she could rely on when everything else invariably fell short. She didn't hear him grunt, or the hiss of breath that came next, but she couldn't help but smile when she heard him yell.
"-God-fucking-damnit whore, I'm trying to help you!-"