Fanfic Memes Ahoy!
I’ve been eyeing all sorts of fanfic memes as of late, though I’ve been shamefully bereft of participating in any. Still, better late than never and this one is ganked from the marvelous Threewalls, as are 99.9% of my ideas nowadays. ;)
( Thar be lots of words written about fic heading yer way. )
( Thar be lots of words written about fic heading yer way. )
And since I've already done Ashe (see above), Basch it is. XD
Basch
A. What is there not to love about Basch? No, seriously, what is there not to love? He's handsome, brave, loyal, heroic, steadfast, kind, gentle and has extraordinarily great hair that will likely age well. If you looked up 'dreamy' in the dictionary, you'd see his picture smiling quizzically at you. He's the kind of man all our mamas would want us to marry when we grow old enough.
B. Well, he does have that pesky problem about accepting responsibility and blame for too many things, which really serves to cheapen the things he is guilty of. But other than that... damn, Basch really is rather Gary Stuish, isn't he, right down to the tragic past? But luckily, it's sort of impossible to hate him even for his perfection, no?
C. Basch/Vossler, though I swear Basch/Ashe is a close second! But you know me-- nothing turns me on more about a couple than the possibility of them being true and faithful friends and equals for each other. And simply due to rank and age, I see that as being so much for the case for B/V instead of B/A.
D. Basch has a habit of assuming guilt for what he oughtn't to compensate for the one horrible act he really is guilty of: abandoning his mother when she was dying in the hopes of striking back against the Archadian empire. And when fate slings its arrows against him again and again, Basch learns not to complain. After all, he truly does deserve all the pain that's visited on it-- if only for a different reason that most truly know.
E. It seems very, very likely that Basch is going to make rather an important cameo in the Knots series soon! (If anyone can sort out the problems these two crazy kids have, it's him.) And I do have that Basch/Lupin ficlet in mind as well...
F. From a little Basch/Ashe/Vossler piece I never ended up finishing yet:
“I’m free,” Vossler says, stars glimmering in his eyes, his smile frail and twisted. “I’m free and there’s nothing, absolutely nothing, that she can do ever to me again.”
Yes, Basch thinks, quietly, without anger, with an envy that he no longer possesses. And all you had to do is be dead to all the world to earn it.
The white in Vossler's hair looks in the half-way light like feathers, snow bleached feathers. Something in Basch's throat catches midway in the air.
And god help me, sometimes, I wish I could do the same as well.
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