I know I've ranted about this 'un a few times, but it's different this time? :D
... >D I showed rixis Liquid Fire a while ago, and since I have Zexion!muse and she has Xigbar... XD It ended up being an impromptu sporkfest. It isn't finished or even really complete, lolz, but we figured we'd throw it out there as a New Year's present to our lovely KHFFR comrades. :D :D :D
Quulique = myself
auryukku = rixis
[Note: Bloodhound = Zexion. Yes, you read right. >/]
Quulique: "Put a little extra on top of it for Namine and I…" The bloodhound murmured, blinking weary blue eyes up at Demyx… "Sometimes love hurts," he said, cracking a smile that was slightly sadistic, hugging his arms to himself, secretly enjoying the brief hug from the musician. "Not that we can feel love… or so they say. But… I think you feel what you believe…"
Quulique: I have NO IDEA what the hell half the sentence is supposed to mean
Quulique: and ZEXION =/= DOG
Quulique: HE IS A CAT PERSON
Quulique: GO DIE NOW
auryukku: XDDDDDDDDDD
auryukku: Wait
auryukku: WHEN DID THEY GET HEARTS?
Quulique: ... WHEN AXEL MET DEMYX
Quulique: oh
Quulique: oh
Quulique: there's this excellent quote
Quulique: "Demyx was their ideal healer, with the fine delicate touch needed around an ailing body.
Slowly, almost unconsciously, he was starting to try to heal the wounds of the Nobodies around him in a Castle of their dreams and nightmares."
auryukku: ........ *STARE*
Quulique: *giggle*
[...]
Quulique: "Shhh, cry. No one is here but us. Just rest… heal. That’s all you need to do for now." That sweet and gentle voice rose and fell like ocean waves, cool fingers soothing Axel’s forehead, soothing the aching pain inside of him. Axel whimpered in succor, the only way he could communicate how wonderful touch was, how wonderful his friend was.
Tears wet down that t-shirt, and Axel did not try to hold them back.
Quulique: *HEAD REPEATEDLY MEETS WALL. AGAIN.*
auryukku: .... Axel cries? D:
Quulique: ... a LOT
Quulique: whenever Demyx steps outside
Quulique: for like TWO SECONDS
Quulique: aslkdfj;kj;wkejgg
auryukku: DX
[...]
Quulique: "Marlene? Max...something..." Demyx murmured, trying to remember. All his mind could think of was "Flower-boy" and "He is a girl".
Marluxia laughed sweetly, the sound decidedly feminine, and tossed his hair rebelliously, running his fingers through it to right it. "Marluxia. Bot bad for someone freshly scrambled by the split. You’re headed in the right direction. Follow me?" The young man asked, robe still slung over his arm. He made a point of walking with a swish, unconsciously showing off the fact that he had a rather nice ass in his pair of very tight leather pants.
Quulique: *cries for Marluxia's character*
auryukku: THE POOR SWEET LORD D:
Quulique: ............... *DIES LAUGHING* XD
[...]
Quulique:
"It hurts." Axel gasped between sobs. "We aren’t supposed to be able to feel… but it hurts. I want it back, I want it back." Axel sobbed brokenly, the tears coming now and he could not stop them. They were fierce, hot things, and he felt hot and cold all over. "Demyx… I’m sorry… god… I didn’t mean to… I never mean too…"
Quulique: and look! Axel's crying again! :3
auryukku: CRYBABY DX
Quulique: srsly
[...]
Quulique: "Good!" Axel soothed even though he was still a bit tight and nervous "…Cur…curl your fingers down, towards my belly… there’s a place… it feels really good to touch… It feels different, nh… ah…. and… take me in your hand. I… I’ll relax more that way," Axel pleaded.
A little nod from Demyx, the talented fingers shifting and feeling. And by some miracle, just as the warm palm wrapped around Axel's erection, the twin finger pads would find the walnut sized gland and -stroke- across its surface.
Axel almost came unglued. It wasn’t just good, no, hell, it was heaven, it was horrible and wonderful and… Axel made a strangled sound of pleasure, and he groaned and trembled.
Quulique: ... XD; at first I only saw the 'unglued' part, and thought they were stuck together or something *dies*
auryukku: ... SCHOOL PARTS :DDD
Quulique: XDDDDD
[...]
[And then the muses came in... Note: "Quotes" sometimes denote a Xigbar. :o]
Quulique: "He has such pain in his eyes. I think the healer in me wanted to do nothing more then to make that go away. But I couldn't... even when he smiled, it didn't touch his eyes. I want to heal the pain I can… like these."
"You can’t heal everything…you can’t fix a broken soul…but you can be his friend, and who knows, if you support him enough, maybe you will help him get better. Only he is responsible for the choices he makes, the choices he made. All you can do is shoulder up under him until he’s strong enough to stand again on his own.” Axel patted Demyx’s hand. “I think it’s sweet of you to care," He said honestly, stroking his lover’s soft skin with swollen fingers.
"I will…l… I'll always be there for him. And you. I want to help," Demyx stole that hand and brought it up to his lips, kissing gently.
Quulique: it appears they are referring to Zexion
Quulique: muse: ...
auryukku: Xigbar: Wow, Zex. You're pathetic.
Quulique: Zexion: Shut up.
auryukku: Xigbar: *Grins and pets his head.*
Quulique: Zexion: *brushes him off bad-temperedly* Just wait until they make you rape Demyx. And then turn around and break down over Saix's suicide-death.
auryukku: Xigbar: ............................................... *Hand twitches.* The shit.
Quulique: Zexion: Not so amused, now, are you?
auryukku: Xigbar: Shut it. *Grabs a cigarette and smokes, frustrated very much.*
[...]
Quulique: "I want my mom," Zexion whispered, but he leaned forward, curling close, shuddering with pain, fingertips straining to reach Demyx. His body was bloody, it soaked his chest from the dagger, and it made Zexion glance up at Demyx, tears beginning to wet the corners of his eyes. "Momma died and left me to study with him. I wanted to make him happy. I wanted to be smart, to be strong. I wanted him to not be able to leave me ever… I let him… I let him cut me up because it would help his research but… I was too weak."
auryukku: Xigbar: ...... you want your mom. Your mom.
Quulique: Zexion: ... That's not me. I was not Ansem's apprentice at the age of fucking thirteen.
Quulique: (... look, the badfic made my muse swear D: )
auryukku: ( *HUG* ;; )
auryukku: Xigbar: *Rubs temple.* Those dumbasses.
[...]
Quulique: Axel woke up and a heard of buffalo had taken up residence in his head. He opened one eye and moaned. "Dem… baby?" He croaked blearily.
Demyx was curled up there, looking lax in sleep (even drooling onto his pillow.) He murmured something, then nuzzled into Axel.
"Dem… sweetheart… I think I’m gonna puke and I can’t move," He groaned.
Quulique: and it only gets worse~
auryukku: ... MPREG |D
Quulique: *snort* XDDDD
Quulique: I wouldn't be surprised if that occurred, frankly
[...]
Quulique: Axel squeezed that hand back reassuringly just before he rolled up behind the tiniest Nobody, and began to press minuscule kisses to the nape of that lean neck.
Quulique: ... ZEXION IS NOT THAT SMALL
Quulique: *headdesk*
Quulique: WHO ARE YOU CALLING SMALL AS A BEAN-- *shuts up*
auryukku: MY BRAIN
auryukku: ZEXION IS TALLER THAN ED
auryukku: DX
Quulique: XDDDD
Quulique: and Marluxia gets to be 'tiny' too, I think
Quulique: later on
auryukku: o_o
auryukku: MARLUXIA'\S TALL FDAMN IT
auryukku: SEE I'M MAKING TYPOS
auryukku: DX
[...]
[Warning: RAPE SCENE, NEXT TWO SECTIONS]
Quulique: Xigbar chuckled, and grabbed the rope that held Demyx off the ground. He kicked the musician so that Demyx faced the tree, and ran strong fingers over the now exposed backside. "You can only feel the memory of love. You have no heart to feel that anymore. Maybe we should have Saix open you up and show you."
Saïx smiled much too sweetly up at Demyx as the blond shuddered. Saïx slid the blade quickly across Demyx’s chest, slitting the shirt open up where the blade that had pierced that shoulder was still embedded, but free of the tree now. Demyx’s shirt fell away in tatters.
"Or maybe… I should have Xigbar just open you up. No one will want you anymore when he tears you up inside… if you aren’t tight anymore, yes? Obviously he failed the first time."
Quulique: ... oh yeah
Quulique: I think Xigbar raped him once at the beginning, too
Quulique: *must've skipped that part entirely*
Quulique: ...
auryukku: "DO NOT RAPE."
auryukku: DX
Quulique: Zexion: There, there.
Quulique: Zexion: Think of it as... well. No illusion would be sufficient.
auryukku: Xigbar: I do this! *Grabs Zexion by his waist and presses a hard kiss on his lips before breaking away.* NOTHING BEYONG NON-CON ASDFGHJKL
Quulique: Zexion: ... *wipes his mouth, eyes narrowing* If you would please refrain from taking it out on me, I would appreciate that.
auryukku: Xigbar: What? You're the closest one here. *Sighs.* Anyways. *TWITCH.*
[...]
Quulique: Xigbar stroked over that tender place, even as Demyx tried to back away. "W... Won't kill anyone. Not anyone." And he spat blood into Saix's face.
Xigbar just laughed as Saix drew back, wiping the blood away. "As you wish, little one." And he pulled Demyx down onto him.
The scream could be heard some ways away as Demyx felt himself tear open under the cruel entry, his body arcing in a dizzy blood-loss state.
Quulique: ... is it wrong that the last line cracks me up? XD;
Quulique: "dizzy blood-loss state" FTW?
auryukku: No. Absolutely not. XD
[...]
Quulique: Saïx looked up, and Zexion was trembling, the black power rolling in his palms. "I will kill you both for this." Zexion said lowly, the power of nightmares swirling around him. "Get Demyx and Luxord." The silver haired man murmured as he approached, each step bearing menace. Xigbar tried to scramble away, to pull out and managed to trip over himself in panic. Saïx stood looking eerily alarmed.
Quulique: YAY. Zexion gets 30 seconds of badassity
Quulique: *cries for small victories*
Quulique: "eerily alarmed" XD that's beautiful, too
auryukku: Xigbar: .... You don't own me.
auryukku: |D
Quulique: Zexion: ... That you is currently pantsless, and in the middle of raping IX.
auryukku: Xigbar: GODFUCKINGDAMNITIDONOTRAPE.
Quulique: Zexion: *smiles coolly* Permission granted to behead your alternate self? Repeatedly?
auryukku: Xigbar: Permission granted.
auryukku: Xigbar: As long as I get to cut yours into pieces.
Quulique: Zexion: I hope you do take your time. Enjoy.
auryukku: Xigbar: You too. *Smirks.*
auryukku: 8D Ah, murder. Beautiful. <3
Quulique: <33 yes indeed~
auryukku: x)
[...]
Quulique: "He was so young. He’s only seventeen now… He was thirteen when this happened…" Axel said quietly, reaching out to try and quiet Demyx down next, his own hammering heart be damned.
"...Thirteen," Demyx whispered, and hugged Zexion so tightly, hiding his tears in the silver hair.
"It’s really sad, baby…I know," Axel murmured, stroking Demyx’s hair, knowing he was crying without being certain.
Quulique: Zexion: ... And the fabled thirteen. Would that I'd met Ansem at that age. Or rather, that I would have been allowed in a lab at all.
auryukku: Xigbar: *Pets his head.*
Quulique: Zexion: *grumble*
auryukku: Xigbar: At least you don't cut your wrists. Yet.
Quulique: Zexion: And how is attempting to stab myself in the heart and missing any better?
auryukku: Xigbar: Because it isn't cliche for suicides.
Quulique: Zexion: ...
Quulique: Xigbar: What? Trying to lighten up the mood, here.
Quulique: Zexion: Hnn.
[...]
Quulique: Demyx actually settled in beside Larxene with a simple glass of juice and oatmeal. He ate in a long moment of silence before he looked to the blonde woman beside him. A steeling breath before he flashed a gentle smile. "Good morning, Larxene," That so gentle voice. "I... I wanted to thank you. For helping Zexion, and for helping me."
“Don’t mention it,” she said, voice gruff with sleep still as she sipped her orange juice. “You’re the toughest chicken-wuss I’ve ever met,” she said, giving him a wink. “So what is it you want to know? You got that look like a little kid, a thousand questions and too scared to ask one of ‘em.”
"...least I'm a -tough- chicken-wuss," he pouted a little, blushing. Finally, he shifted, and then kept his gaze down. "... I ... just.. I dunno.. when I was dying... or something... I could hear you talking to me..." ...Damn, Demyx, you suck. Can't even get this out right!
“And?” Larxene asked. The tone meant to draw out the statement, not be terribly cruel.
Quulique: aaaaannnd I think that was FFVIII sailing by
Quulique: -_______-;;
auryukku: Did I see a Seifer? No! Just an ooc!Larxene!
Quulique: *snickeroo*
Quulique: ............................
Quulique: *skipped most of these parts*
Quulique: ............................................................
auryukku: !?
Quulique: . . .
Quulique: Larxene shook her head just once as Demyx tangled himself up trying to get his point across. She leaned over, and kissed his cheek gently, silencing him rather effectively. “And I have survived more rapes than anyone has a right to… if you need to talk… I’m here,” she said softly, just before she leaned away, taking a calm bite of her eggs.
Quulique: no.
Quulique: you DO NOT RAPE LARXENE.
Quulique: LARXENE IS NOT RAPEABLE.
auryukku: LARXENE RAPES YOU.
[...]
Quulique: Soon the youngest of the Nobodies was all hellcat and spitfire, trying to despretely bite the hand that held him down. He was panting, teeth showing in a feral display. It was clear he would do worse then a kick to the groin now.
But Larxene, unafraid, held him down and started to harshly scrub him with a washcloth one handedly. Only once did she loose her temper and back hand him when he bit her hand when she tried to wash his face. Otherwise she just talked to him in a calm, sweet voice.
Quulique: Mother Larxene makes a reappearance!
auryukku: Grrrrrr.
auryukku: Xigbar: ...... Larxene tops, damn it. She isn't a fucking mom.
Quulique: Zexion: *mildly amused* And you know this from experience...?
auryukku: Xigbar: Shut it.
[...]
[Note: newborn = Roxas, and not Xaldin and Larxene's child. Yet. *cries*]
Quulique: Xaldin used a lance to pull the tray away, not wanting to disturb the newborn. "...Since when did our job description include babysitting?" He muttered, but eyed the kid. Would be some interesting new blood to the Castle.
Quulique: HOW SWEET. *gags*
auryukku: Xigbar: Xaldin would've stabbed him right there. He hates dumbasses.
Quulique: Zexion: Apparently the only thing weapons are used for in this fic is... bedroom occupations.
auryukku: Xigbar: *Deadpans* Would you want a bullet up your ass? No. They hurt.
Quulique: Zexion: *equally nonchalant* You forget that the you in this fic is all about, hmm, such... things.
[...]
Quulique: Xemnas’ eyes narrowed, his brows furrowing. “And risk losing you both? As it stands Saïx and Xigbar are barely fit for duty… and…”
Axel gave him a hopeful look that was tempered by that deep voice and a stern glance. “And I do not wish to lose any more family than this night has already spoken for…”
Quulique: *sings* WE'RE THE ORGANIZATIOOOON~
auryukku: Xigbar: *Shudders.*
Quulique: ONE BIG HAPPY FAMILY~~~
auryukku: HAPPY PEOPLE~ HAPPY FAMILY~!
Quulique: Zexion: ... That would make all the relationships in this fic incest.
auryukku: Xigbar: .... *Covers his mouth before heading off behind a bush to GAG.*
Quulique: poor guy XD;
auryukku: Pedo? Not sure. Gay? Fine. Straight? All good. Incest? NOT GONNA HAPPEN.
Quulique: *snerk*
***
Thoughts? Opinions? Brainplosions? :3
Quulique = myself
auryukku = rixis
[Note: Bloodhound = Zexion. Yes, you read right. >/]
Quulique: "Put a little extra on top of it for Namine and I…" The bloodhound murmured, blinking weary blue eyes up at Demyx… "Sometimes love hurts," he said, cracking a smile that was slightly sadistic, hugging his arms to himself, secretly enjoying the brief hug from the musician. "Not that we can feel love… or so they say. But… I think you feel what you believe…"
Quulique: I have NO IDEA what the hell half the sentence is supposed to mean
Quulique: and ZEXION =/= DOG
Quulique: HE IS A CAT PERSON
Quulique: GO DIE NOW
auryukku: XDDDDDDDDDD
auryukku: Wait
auryukku: WHEN DID THEY GET HEARTS?
Quulique: ... WHEN AXEL MET DEMYX
Quulique: oh
Quulique: oh
Quulique: there's this excellent quote
Quulique: "Demyx was their ideal healer, with the fine delicate touch needed around an ailing body.
Slowly, almost unconsciously, he was starting to try to heal the wounds of the Nobodies around him in a Castle of their dreams and nightmares."
auryukku: ........ *STARE*
Quulique: *giggle*
[...]
Quulique: "Shhh, cry. No one is here but us. Just rest… heal. That’s all you need to do for now." That sweet and gentle voice rose and fell like ocean waves, cool fingers soothing Axel’s forehead, soothing the aching pain inside of him. Axel whimpered in succor, the only way he could communicate how wonderful touch was, how wonderful his friend was.
Tears wet down that t-shirt, and Axel did not try to hold them back.
Quulique: *HEAD REPEATEDLY MEETS WALL. AGAIN.*
auryukku: .... Axel cries? D:
Quulique: ... a LOT
Quulique: whenever Demyx steps outside
Quulique: for like TWO SECONDS
Quulique: aslkdfj;kj;wkejgg
auryukku: DX
[...]
Quulique: "Marlene? Max...something..." Demyx murmured, trying to remember. All his mind could think of was "Flower-boy" and "He is a girl".
Marluxia laughed sweetly, the sound decidedly feminine, and tossed his hair rebelliously, running his fingers through it to right it. "Marluxia. Bot bad for someone freshly scrambled by the split. You’re headed in the right direction. Follow me?" The young man asked, robe still slung over his arm. He made a point of walking with a swish, unconsciously showing off the fact that he had a rather nice ass in his pair of very tight leather pants.
Quulique: *cries for Marluxia's character*
auryukku: THE POOR SWEET LORD D:
Quulique: ............... *DIES LAUGHING* XD
[...]
Quulique:
"It hurts." Axel gasped between sobs. "We aren’t supposed to be able to feel… but it hurts. I want it back, I want it back." Axel sobbed brokenly, the tears coming now and he could not stop them. They were fierce, hot things, and he felt hot and cold all over. "Demyx… I’m sorry… god… I didn’t mean to… I never mean too…"
Quulique: and look! Axel's crying again! :3
auryukku: CRYBABY DX
Quulique: srsly
[...]
Quulique: "Good!" Axel soothed even though he was still a bit tight and nervous "…Cur…curl your fingers down, towards my belly… there’s a place… it feels really good to touch… It feels different, nh… ah…. and… take me in your hand. I… I’ll relax more that way," Axel pleaded.
A little nod from Demyx, the talented fingers shifting and feeling. And by some miracle, just as the warm palm wrapped around Axel's erection, the twin finger pads would find the walnut sized gland and -stroke- across its surface.
Axel almost came unglued. It wasn’t just good, no, hell, it was heaven, it was horrible and wonderful and… Axel made a strangled sound of pleasure, and he groaned and trembled.
Quulique: ... XD; at first I only saw the 'unglued' part, and thought they were stuck together or something *dies*
auryukku: ... SCHOOL PARTS :DDD
Quulique: XDDDDD
[...]
[And then the muses came in... Note: "Quotes" sometimes denote a Xigbar. :o]
Quulique: "He has such pain in his eyes. I think the healer in me wanted to do nothing more then to make that go away. But I couldn't... even when he smiled, it didn't touch his eyes. I want to heal the pain I can… like these."
"You can’t heal everything…you can’t fix a broken soul…but you can be his friend, and who knows, if you support him enough, maybe you will help him get better. Only he is responsible for the choices he makes, the choices he made. All you can do is shoulder up under him until he’s strong enough to stand again on his own.” Axel patted Demyx’s hand. “I think it’s sweet of you to care," He said honestly, stroking his lover’s soft skin with swollen fingers.
"I will…l… I'll always be there for him. And you. I want to help," Demyx stole that hand and brought it up to his lips, kissing gently.
Quulique: it appears they are referring to Zexion
Quulique: muse: ...
auryukku: Xigbar: Wow, Zex. You're pathetic.
Quulique: Zexion: Shut up.
auryukku: Xigbar: *Grins and pets his head.*
Quulique: Zexion: *brushes him off bad-temperedly* Just wait until they make you rape Demyx. And then turn around and break down over Saix's suicide-death.
auryukku: Xigbar: ............................................... *Hand twitches.* The shit.
Quulique: Zexion: Not so amused, now, are you?
auryukku: Xigbar: Shut it. *Grabs a cigarette and smokes, frustrated very much.*
[...]
Quulique: "I want my mom," Zexion whispered, but he leaned forward, curling close, shuddering with pain, fingertips straining to reach Demyx. His body was bloody, it soaked his chest from the dagger, and it made Zexion glance up at Demyx, tears beginning to wet the corners of his eyes. "Momma died and left me to study with him. I wanted to make him happy. I wanted to be smart, to be strong. I wanted him to not be able to leave me ever… I let him… I let him cut me up because it would help his research but… I was too weak."
auryukku: Xigbar: ...... you want your mom. Your mom.
Quulique: Zexion: ... That's not me. I was not Ansem's apprentice at the age of fucking thirteen.
Quulique: (... look, the badfic made my muse swear D: )
auryukku: ( *HUG* ;; )
auryukku: Xigbar: *Rubs temple.* Those dumbasses.
[...]
Quulique: Axel woke up and a heard of buffalo had taken up residence in his head. He opened one eye and moaned. "Dem… baby?" He croaked blearily.
Demyx was curled up there, looking lax in sleep (even drooling onto his pillow.) He murmured something, then nuzzled into Axel.
"Dem… sweetheart… I think I’m gonna puke and I can’t move," He groaned.
Quulique: and it only gets worse~
auryukku: ... MPREG |D
Quulique: *snort* XDDDD
Quulique: I wouldn't be surprised if that occurred, frankly
[...]
Quulique: Axel squeezed that hand back reassuringly just before he rolled up behind the tiniest Nobody, and began to press minuscule kisses to the nape of that lean neck.
Quulique: ... ZEXION IS NOT THAT SMALL
Quulique: *headdesk*
Quulique: WHO ARE YOU CALLING SMALL AS A BEAN-- *shuts up*
auryukku: MY BRAIN
auryukku: ZEXION IS TALLER THAN ED
auryukku: DX
Quulique: XDDDD
Quulique: and Marluxia gets to be 'tiny' too, I think
Quulique: later on
auryukku: o_o
auryukku: MARLUXIA'\S TALL FDAMN IT
auryukku: SEE I'M MAKING TYPOS
auryukku: DX
[...]
[Warning: RAPE SCENE, NEXT TWO SECTIONS]
Quulique: Xigbar chuckled, and grabbed the rope that held Demyx off the ground. He kicked the musician so that Demyx faced the tree, and ran strong fingers over the now exposed backside. "You can only feel the memory of love. You have no heart to feel that anymore. Maybe we should have Saix open you up and show you."
Saïx smiled much too sweetly up at Demyx as the blond shuddered. Saïx slid the blade quickly across Demyx’s chest, slitting the shirt open up where the blade that had pierced that shoulder was still embedded, but free of the tree now. Demyx’s shirt fell away in tatters.
"Or maybe… I should have Xigbar just open you up. No one will want you anymore when he tears you up inside… if you aren’t tight anymore, yes? Obviously he failed the first time."
Quulique: ... oh yeah
Quulique: I think Xigbar raped him once at the beginning, too
Quulique: *must've skipped that part entirely*
Quulique: ...
auryukku: "DO NOT RAPE."
auryukku: DX
Quulique: Zexion: There, there.
Quulique: Zexion: Think of it as... well. No illusion would be sufficient.
auryukku: Xigbar: I do this! *Grabs Zexion by his waist and presses a hard kiss on his lips before breaking away.* NOTHING BEYONG NON-CON ASDFGHJKL
Quulique: Zexion: ... *wipes his mouth, eyes narrowing* If you would please refrain from taking it out on me, I would appreciate that.
auryukku: Xigbar: What? You're the closest one here. *Sighs.* Anyways. *TWITCH.*
[...]
Quulique: Xigbar stroked over that tender place, even as Demyx tried to back away. "W... Won't kill anyone. Not anyone." And he spat blood into Saix's face.
Xigbar just laughed as Saix drew back, wiping the blood away. "As you wish, little one." And he pulled Demyx down onto him.
The scream could be heard some ways away as Demyx felt himself tear open under the cruel entry, his body arcing in a dizzy blood-loss state.
Quulique: ... is it wrong that the last line cracks me up? XD;
Quulique: "dizzy blood-loss state" FTW?
auryukku: No. Absolutely not. XD
[...]
Quulique: Saïx looked up, and Zexion was trembling, the black power rolling in his palms. "I will kill you both for this." Zexion said lowly, the power of nightmares swirling around him. "Get Demyx and Luxord." The silver haired man murmured as he approached, each step bearing menace. Xigbar tried to scramble away, to pull out and managed to trip over himself in panic. Saïx stood looking eerily alarmed.
Quulique: YAY. Zexion gets 30 seconds of badassity
Quulique: *cries for small victories*
Quulique: "eerily alarmed" XD that's beautiful, too
auryukku: Xigbar: .... You don't own me.
auryukku: |D
Quulique: Zexion: ... That you is currently pantsless, and in the middle of raping IX.
auryukku: Xigbar: GODFUCKINGDAMNITIDONOTRAPE.
Quulique: Zexion: *smiles coolly* Permission granted to behead your alternate self? Repeatedly?
auryukku: Xigbar: Permission granted.
auryukku: Xigbar: As long as I get to cut yours into pieces.
Quulique: Zexion: I hope you do take your time. Enjoy.
auryukku: Xigbar: You too. *Smirks.*
auryukku: 8D Ah, murder. Beautiful. <3
Quulique: <33 yes indeed~
auryukku: x)
[...]
Quulique: "He was so young. He’s only seventeen now… He was thirteen when this happened…" Axel said quietly, reaching out to try and quiet Demyx down next, his own hammering heart be damned.
"...Thirteen," Demyx whispered, and hugged Zexion so tightly, hiding his tears in the silver hair.
"It’s really sad, baby…I know," Axel murmured, stroking Demyx’s hair, knowing he was crying without being certain.
Quulique: Zexion: ... And the fabled thirteen. Would that I'd met Ansem at that age. Or rather, that I would have been allowed in a lab at all.
auryukku: Xigbar: *Pets his head.*
Quulique: Zexion: *grumble*
auryukku: Xigbar: At least you don't cut your wrists. Yet.
Quulique: Zexion: And how is attempting to stab myself in the heart and missing any better?
auryukku: Xigbar: Because it isn't cliche for suicides.
Quulique: Zexion: ...
Quulique: Xigbar: What? Trying to lighten up the mood, here.
Quulique: Zexion: Hnn.
[...]
Quulique: Demyx actually settled in beside Larxene with a simple glass of juice and oatmeal. He ate in a long moment of silence before he looked to the blonde woman beside him. A steeling breath before he flashed a gentle smile. "Good morning, Larxene," That so gentle voice. "I... I wanted to thank you. For helping Zexion, and for helping me."
“Don’t mention it,” she said, voice gruff with sleep still as she sipped her orange juice. “You’re the toughest chicken-wuss I’ve ever met,” she said, giving him a wink. “So what is it you want to know? You got that look like a little kid, a thousand questions and too scared to ask one of ‘em.”
"...least I'm a -tough- chicken-wuss," he pouted a little, blushing. Finally, he shifted, and then kept his gaze down. "... I ... just.. I dunno.. when I was dying... or something... I could hear you talking to me..." ...Damn, Demyx, you suck. Can't even get this out right!
“And?” Larxene asked. The tone meant to draw out the statement, not be terribly cruel.
Quulique: aaaaannnd I think that was FFVIII sailing by
Quulique: -_______-;;
auryukku: Did I see a Seifer? No! Just an ooc!Larxene!
Quulique: *snickeroo*
Quulique: ............................
Quulique: *skipped most of these parts*
Quulique: ............................................................
auryukku: !?
Quulique: . . .
Quulique: Larxene shook her head just once as Demyx tangled himself up trying to get his point across. She leaned over, and kissed his cheek gently, silencing him rather effectively. “And I have survived more rapes than anyone has a right to… if you need to talk… I’m here,” she said softly, just before she leaned away, taking a calm bite of her eggs.
Quulique: no.
Quulique: you DO NOT RAPE LARXENE.
Quulique: LARXENE IS NOT RAPEABLE.
auryukku: LARXENE RAPES YOU.
[...]
Quulique: Soon the youngest of the Nobodies was all hellcat and spitfire, trying to despretely bite the hand that held him down. He was panting, teeth showing in a feral display. It was clear he would do worse then a kick to the groin now.
But Larxene, unafraid, held him down and started to harshly scrub him with a washcloth one handedly. Only once did she loose her temper and back hand him when he bit her hand when she tried to wash his face. Otherwise she just talked to him in a calm, sweet voice.
Quulique: Mother Larxene makes a reappearance!
auryukku: Grrrrrr.
auryukku: Xigbar: ...... Larxene tops, damn it. She isn't a fucking mom.
Quulique: Zexion: *mildly amused* And you know this from experience...?
auryukku: Xigbar: Shut it.
[...]
[Note: newborn = Roxas, and not Xaldin and Larxene's child. Yet. *cries*]
Quulique: Xaldin used a lance to pull the tray away, not wanting to disturb the newborn. "...Since when did our job description include babysitting?" He muttered, but eyed the kid. Would be some interesting new blood to the Castle.
Quulique: HOW SWEET. *gags*
auryukku: Xigbar: Xaldin would've stabbed him right there. He hates dumbasses.
Quulique: Zexion: Apparently the only thing weapons are used for in this fic is... bedroom occupations.
auryukku: Xigbar: *Deadpans* Would you want a bullet up your ass? No. They hurt.
Quulique: Zexion: *equally nonchalant* You forget that the you in this fic is all about, hmm, such... things.
[...]
Quulique: Xemnas’ eyes narrowed, his brows furrowing. “And risk losing you both? As it stands Saïx and Xigbar are barely fit for duty… and…”
Axel gave him a hopeful look that was tempered by that deep voice and a stern glance. “And I do not wish to lose any more family than this night has already spoken for…”
Quulique: *sings* WE'RE THE ORGANIZATIOOOON~
auryukku: Xigbar: *Shudders.*
Quulique: ONE BIG HAPPY FAMILY~~~
auryukku: HAPPY PEOPLE~ HAPPY FAMILY~!
Quulique: Zexion: ... That would make all the relationships in this fic incest.
auryukku: Xigbar: .... *Covers his mouth before heading off behind a bush to GAG.*
Quulique: poor guy XD;
auryukku: Pedo? Not sure. Gay? Fine. Straight? All good. Incest? NOT GONNA HAPPEN.
Quulique: *snerk*
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