Fanfic meme
I attempted the fanfic meme! >_> ALMOST ALL OF THEM ARE ANGSTY AND SAD! DX (Which kinda are fun to write but I don't normally like reading them... I like reading fluffy cuddly things *cough* That said, I didn't really re-read over this much. WOAH, fail, much? >_>;;; )
Uhm... PG-13 rating.
Warnings: Character death, and uhm... I was lazy with it?
1. Wolfram’s most favorite childhood memory…(I DON’T KNOW Dx So you get this… which most likely wouldn’t be his favorite memory… unless his childhood really sucked that bad.)
Was watching his big brother when ever he came back from fighting in the war. All the people greeted him as if he was doing something so heroic. They cheered his name, tended to his needs, treated him like a king… of course it also helped their mother was the Maou, but still. People never treated Wolfram like that, it was always, ’oh look how precious,’ ’such a little angel,’ or something equally ridiculous. Of course the ones who spent time with him tended to forgo ‘little angel,’ and ‘precious,’ for words such as ‘brat,’ or ‘snob’- of course, never to his face. Even behind Gwendal’s back though he only ever heard good things from the people around him and he desperately wanted to be in the limelight, in the way Gwendal was. So he started following his brother around, picking up his mannerisms. Then, once he heard his two big brothers fighting, Gwendal yelled something about humans, and how he hated them, and the problems they caused, and Conrad started yelling back; it had been one of the exceptionally rare times those two ever fought. And it stuck with him. Although he liked Conrad too, he found himself favoring Gwendal, therefore, he immediately believed Gwendal had been right in the argument. Therefore he found himself starting to dislike humans. The dislike turned to disgust as he grew, and when he learned of Conrad’s human father, his disgust stretched out to encompass his half-blood brother as well. And while he had once been a young tot, full of love, and forever chasing after his brothers, and trying to be like them, he had now grown into a harsh young man, who spoke in a cold tone, and hated one brother, going as far as to not even acknowledge the fact that they were brothers.
(WHAT THE HELL KIND OF ENDING WAS THAT? DX)
2. Into the fire.
Into the fire he had run. He thought he would be fine. He knew of a spot in the burning forest that dropped down into a small, but deep pond, he could drop down there for a breather, then jump out and then the way out wasn’t far from there, he’d be able to make it the rest of the way with only minor cuts. Or so he thought. Somehow the pond seemed to have disappeared. Maybe it dried up. Maybe it somehow moved. But it wasn’t there. And as the flames pressed closer and his body started to ache, he let out a bitter laugh. Wasn’t this just the proper way for him to go? Consumed by flames in his search for the water he had depended on. Sort of the way he depended on Yuuri. He always counted on Yuuri being there, he could go hard and give it his all if Yuuri was there watching him, or it was to get to Yuuri. And when he saw the dark-haired boy, it was joy, it made up for everything he had just gone through, and gave him the strength to continue on. Sure Yuuri might not return his feelings, but he hadn’t outright gone and broken their engagement. That gave him hope, and he could get by with only minor scratches left on his heart. And now in the same way that if his dependable Yuuri wasn’t there, he would probably just give up and not be able to go on, he now found without that source of water he had hoped for and depended on, it was becoming increasingly harder to take every step forwards. The flames spewing their deadly smoke, which filled his lungs, choking him until he fell to the floor. The way his love for Yuuri would suffocate him, if the boy ever were to leave, and as the heat scorched his skin, his left breath was stolen with the whisper of a name. “Yuuri…”
3. 10-15 years from now, Wolfram would be…
Evil. It had happened only a few years ago. Yuuri and Wolfram’s engagement had finally fallen into such a ditch, that even Wolfram was able to tell the two of them could never have an unscathed romantic relationship. He probably could’ve gone on by Yuuri’s side though, staying close to the other boy, albeit having a somewhat damaged with relation with him, but it would still be something. But then there had been that day. That bitter day in… hah! July. Yuuri’s namesake, making that month such a proper reminder. The reminder of the fact that not only was his half-blood fiancé not in love with him. But the person he was in love with was another half-blood. Another man. Even another person in his family. Weller. He still scoffed at the name. For some reason the two of them thought he would understand… maybe even want Yuuri to have happiness, that was so laughable though. Wolfram even recalled laughing coldly at the time, so amused at watching his life falling apart so quickly after 90-odd years.
And he laughed now as he sent his painful flames into the air scorching the leaves, and slowly catching to the bushes and trees. The forest was lit with his careless throws of maryoku. And it amused him.
He had soon figured he had been wrong before. The way he hated humans. Hated the mere thought of them. Humans were only part of the problem. The real problem. Which was half-bloods. Like Weller, and Yuuri… he could go on, but those name were the most significant. They had caused him the most pain. He had left Blood Pledge, where he also left those two and any remnants of his previous happy life behind.
Which was why he stood at the edge of the forest near a community that blossomed with many half-bloods. Sometimes he worked with full-blooded demons, sometimes he worked with humans. The goal was common among them though. Disperse the world of half-bloods. Of the pain they caused. Of the problems they created. Watching the flames lick around the branches and hearing the soft crackling soon almost overcome by screams of agony and calls for help, he knew the fire had reached the village. Soon the whole village would be up in flames and the lives, and house, and memories, and everything would be gone in mere minutes. Gone in a blaze of smoke and pain, leaving only ashes. The same way his life had once fallen apart. After all… It seemed only right he return the favor.
4.Wolfram and his best friend Murata have plans to…
Compete for Yuuri. It seemed like an easy enough bet. Honestly, ‘whoever gets a kiss from Yuuri first wins.’ As if Yuuri would ever kiss Murata before him. He agreed to it right away; The winner would get the other as their personal servant for a week, just how was he supposed to turn that down? He couldn’t, not after the image of the oh so Great Sage down on his knees, scrubbing the floors, appeared. So the bet was made, hands were shook and the two of them departed, bent on finding a way to, not only get a kiss from their Maou, but also proof.
It was late at night now, and Wolfram was planning to use his charms on Yuuri tonight. He was going to get that kiss. He just needed some way to prove it. Maybe he could get Yuuri to admit it. Hah! That was doubtful. Well, he’d figure that out later.
Just as he was about to push the door open he paused at hearing shuffling and muffled moans. Opening the door a crack, he peered through, trying to see what was going on. His gasp caught in his throat. Quadruple black. Double black on double black. Murata and Yuuri. The Sage on his Maou. Their lips together, the muffled sounds coming from the two of them. And as Murata broke away, smiling, Wolfram could hear Yuuri’s muttered protests. Well good, he was glad he had paused(well… it was actually mainly shock that had kept him frozen to the spot) to see if Yuuri would turn him down or throw silverware or something. After all that damn wimp better protest the kiss- “Murata… I told you, w-we can’t do… this. Not here. Not now. Wolfram’s on his way, and you know how awful it would be for him to find out like this.” -or not. Those words pierced his heart and he could fell his eyes welling up, as he tried to keep from crying, but his vision soon was clouded and the scene before him quickly grew blurry. Meanwhile, Murata’s eyes swept around the room and for a mere second met Wolfram’s. And the smirk that made it’s way onto his face came through exceptionally visible, even through the tears.
(/Wolfram="angst_sad_pain")
5. Go wild and write anything that comes to mind. (OMFG THIS ONE’S ACTUALLY KINDA HUMEROUS... MAYBE?)
It had taken so long since that accidental slap, the many months that had passed, filled with calls of ‘wimp,’ and ‘cheat,’ and failed attempts for reciprocated feelings. But now… right now… their lips had finally locked and Yuuri almost gasped at the passion, the heat, the fact that he had actually been turning this down for so long. Honestly, if he knew kissing Wolfram was going to be like this… He would’ve been able to get over the fact that Wolfram was not a girl, a lot quicker. He didn’t want to focus on that now though, all he wanted to do was enjoy this moment. This sweet, incredible moment. This moment he would always treasure. Maybe this whole engagement thing wouldn’t be so bad after all.
Pulling away and staring somewhat dreamily at Wolfram, Yuuri smiled sheepishly and blushed. “I… that was… just, wow.”
Wolfram however was looking rather confused, as he tilted his head, so his bright green orbs meet Yuuri’s dark ones.
“Wolfram?” Yuuri questioned, looking slightly confused himself now. “Is something wrong?”
“I… I don’t think I like boys.”
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OOHOOOO!! WHAT NOW YUURI?!?!
<.< Because Yuuri has dumped Wolfram so many times. It’s Wolf’s turn to turn him down(and not because OMFG, ABSENCE MAKES THE HEART GROW FONDER, NOW DAMN IT, START TO LOVE ME WIMP).
*Cough*
Anyways… yeah, that was my lazy attempt to procrastinate from attempting the fanart meme. Hah! >_> I kind of started it though… But my mouse and I are currently disliking each other >.> And I’m too lazy to do something smart like print it out, draw it, and scan it in… so it’s gonna be drawn with a mouse so you’re not missing much anyways! XDD