AU Meme.

[midnightdiddle]

Ganked from hiza-chan, since I actually finished the last one I did.

→ Give me an AU and I'll write you a short scene from it. It can be an AU with a change of events ("what if Roxas hadn't left the Organization"), or a change of setting (Organization XIII assassins), or a crossover setting (Avatar characters in Kingdom Hearts verse), or even a crossover

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[hiza_chan]

I wanna cheat and say an AU based off of this AMV cause I'm pretty sure Rudy's not gonna do it. Cause I've been wanting fic for this ever since I saw it. If you'd rather write something different, just lemme know. :)

[midnightdiddle]

HOOOOLY CRAP I'm doing it. Though it will take a while, because I am always slow. :D

I/III

[midnightdiddle]

It's Thursday night, a Ladies' Night, so the club is full of more women and girls than usual. The air smells like beer and sweat, a tinge of sex beneath all of it, and Arthur can feel the night curl beneath his tongue like a lazy cat. Anticipation is a throaty feeling, makes him go heady, and he dances with everyone, arms loose and hips feeling like liquid sand. It is, with one too many drinks and three too many drags, a good night.

His hands are on a girl's hips, just above her tight skirt, and when he looks over the top of her head, he has a moment of

heat, the summer sun beating down on his neck. sweating beneath the heavy links of his chainmail

vertigo. He tightens his hands on the girl's hips, rests his cheek against the side of her head. Sweat is running down his back, and he can feel it collect in the small of his back, into the back of his trousers. The club is like

too many hot summer days, the wheat in the fields dying before it's half-grown. nights spent sleeping on stone, unable to breathea furnace

II/III

[midnightdiddle]

"I'm not supposed to talk to you," the man says, and he reaches up, pulls at his own hair. His fingernails are painted black, shiny and unchipped, and Arthur thinks of witches and fires.

"Then why are you?" Arthur asks, words slow and syrupy, and the man laughs again.

"Because you're drunk, and I'm drunk, and I can feel the sun."

It makes no sense, Arthur knows, but maybe it's because it makes no sense that Arthur can feel something like understanding, right there on the edge of his brain. Another drink, he thinks, and another drag, and he'll have it, he'll understand

the way the cloak was always so heavy on his shoulders, like his father's hands, and the way he sank into the sea, halfway to Avalon but never quite there, dead in the water a thousand million timeseverything

[techiegoat]

Okay, how about a Kingdom Hearts one where Sora turns into a girl whenever he wields the keyblade? Just a quickie thought. ^_^

[midnightdiddle]

When Kingdom Hearts explodes, Sora finds himself thrown onto his back, his head cracking against the floor in a way that promises stars in his eyes and a pain in his skull for a few hours at least. He grunts, tries to open his eyes, then realizes he's closing his eyes, and gives it up for a lost cause. He waits a moment, two, and winces. It feels like there's a house sitting on his chest.

Or, when he finally opens his eyes, a much more Riku-like Riku. He's crouched over Sora, kinda like a dog, or a deranged monkey, and it's only when Riku winces beneath a weird blindfold that Sora realizes that Riku was protecting him, and then Sora feels like an ass.

"Riku," he says, and he reaches out for his keyblade at the same time, that familiar little tug at his chest and burn in his palm when it pops into existence. "Riku, let me up

[hiza_chan]

Oh wow, this was wonderful. When I first saw the prompt I figured it would be cracky, but this is pleasantly... not cracky. And the end, about him wondering if it's all just another fake memory? Ouch. Sora, please explain to Riku before he has another episode. I'm really glad you did this in Sora and Riku's point of view.

(because if Sora died now, when they were so fucking close to getting home, Riku would make this fucking world burn)

Love that line.

[midnightdiddle]

♥

haha, it was, like, gonna be more cracky, but then it would've just been weird cracked-out porn, and so I sorta made myself stop writing. D: I think I do that a lot.