Woo, I'm back! Now I get to begin the painstaking process of catching up on everything I've missed in the past week. In the mean time, have a meme it seems I missed out on
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Yay, Naesala! These were actually a bit harder than I had anticipated.
1.Angst
Naesala came prepared for a confrontation, but this-the king weeping openly before him, his marked arm bared to the world at the first question, begging and begging for Naesala to find a way out-was beyond him.
2. AU
“You’ll be leading the scavenging party, Seeker,” said Naesala, their footsteps echoing down the station corridor, “we need parts, air recycling and engine stabilizers especially, and I don’t think I need to tell you what a bind the Kilvan fleet will be in if we don’t pick up some decent protein rations.
3. Crack!fic
“Oh, for the love of-not breasts again!
4. Crossover
“Oh,” sighed ZEX, tentacles curling about each other in an alarming display of rapture, “such wings-and such fine bone structure!-yes, my lovely laguz, I believe I shall enjoy my time on this planet very much indeed!”
5. First Time
It felt so much like falling, and, okay, maybe leaping out of a tree that happened to be on the edge of a cliff hadn’t been the most brilliant idea he’d ever had, but he beat his wings once, twice, and suddenly he wasn’t falling or gliding but flying, really flying, he was the king of the whole damn sky, and he whooped for the sheer pleasure of it.
6. Fluff
“Princess Leanne,” said Naesala, ignoring the way Reyson was rolling his eyes as he bent to kiss her hand, “you look lovelier every time I see you.”
7. Humour
Nealuchi loomed over him, smiling over a pile of stiff, formal clothing, and Naesala knew that he was doomed.
8. Hurt/Comfort
“You’re the idiot, and I’m the traitor,” said Naesala wryly, “we might as well be outcasts together,” and Pelleas could only nod, curled, trembling, against the Raven King’s shoulder, in the shelter of his wings.
9. Smut
I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Naesala panted against the sheets, and Tibarn, too far gone to do anything but sink his teeth into the raven’s shoulder and pick up the pace, did not think to wonder what he meant until it was too late.
10. UST
His rows with Tibarn were famous for their volume, but his fights with Reyson were always more tense, the two of them standing no more than a foot apart, white-lipped with fury or smirking as suited each of them best, always hovering just on the brink of something heated and desperate.
These are all really great~! Favorites are Crossover (oh, ZEX, you'd definitely hit that), Humor (Nealuchi! ♥ You're doomed, Naesala), Hurt/Comfort (darn you for making me love this pairing), and - okay, they're all my favorites.
1.Angst
Naesala came prepared for a confrontation, but this-the king weeping openly before him, his marked arm bared to the world at the first question, begging and begging for Naesala to find a way out-was beyond him.
2. AU
“You’ll be leading the scavenging party, Seeker,” said Naesala, their footsteps echoing down the station corridor, “we need parts, air recycling and engine stabilizers especially, and I don’t think I need to tell you what a bind the Kilvan fleet will be in if we don’t pick up some decent protein rations.
3. Crack!fic
“Oh, for the love of-not breasts again!
4. Crossover
“Oh,” sighed ZEX, tentacles curling about each other in an alarming display of rapture, “such wings-and such fine bone structure!-yes, my lovely laguz, I believe I shall enjoy my time on this planet very much indeed!”
5. First Time
It felt so much like falling, and, okay, maybe leaping out of a tree that happened to be on the edge of a cliff hadn’t been the most brilliant idea he’d ever had, but he beat his wings once, twice, and suddenly he wasn’t falling or gliding but flying, really flying, he was the king of the whole damn sky, and he whooped for the sheer pleasure of it.
6. Fluff
“Princess Leanne,” said Naesala, ignoring the way Reyson was rolling his eyes as he bent to kiss her hand, “you look lovelier every time I see you.”
7. Humour
Nealuchi loomed over him, smiling over a pile of stiff, formal clothing, and Naesala knew that he was doomed.
8. Hurt/Comfort
“You’re the idiot, and I’m the traitor,” said Naesala wryly, “we might as well be outcasts together,” and Pelleas could only nod, curled, trembling, against the Raven King’s shoulder, in the shelter of his wings.
9. Smut
I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Naesala panted against the sheets, and Tibarn, too far gone to do anything but sink his teeth into the raven’s shoulder and pick up the pace, did not think to wonder what he meant until it was too late.
10. UST
His rows with Tibarn were famous for their volume, but his fights with Reyson were always more tense, the two of them standing no more than a foot apart, white-lipped with fury or smirking as suited each of them best, always hovering just on the brink of something heated and desperate.
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