Panic About Dead Week = Memage!

[redbrunja]

Okay, flist, I'm sorry for spamming you. Last post of "today" I promise. (And wow, I think 5 posts in a day is a personal record.)

I wanted to clear out my requested fics, and then I just couldn't pass up this meme:

Gacked from cornerofmadness.

Give me a kink and a pairing and I'll give you at least a sentence of kink.

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Feathers

[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

And god knows I'm grateful. If you really want Goku getting frisky, I could maybe manage something with Lirin or Pippi, but him jerking off.... The mind boggles.

Sorry this took so long.

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The first thing Roy ever gave her was a pillow.

It was Ishbal, and wartime, but even sunk in his personal morass of depression and self-loathing, he could recognize that the woman who’d kept him alive again and again and again deserved.... Roy couldn’t even start to list the things Riza Hawkeye deserved. He watched her eyes slowly deaden and knowing that there was nothing he could do to save her was exactly as painful as watching block after block go up in flames.

However, if rescuing Riza was an impossible task, giving her what luxury he could was revoltingly easy. He wished it was harder, because Hawkeye was a woman who deserved effort, deserved an offering worthy of her strength. But he’d simply gone to the quartermaster; the man had practically tripped over himself to hand Roy a meager, but fluffy and unstained, feather pillow.

When he gave it to her, Hawkeye acted like he’d gifted her with the Golden Fleece.

“Thank you, sir,” she said. “But I really can’t accept.”

Riza’s lips were firm, but her eyes held longing.

Roy stepped past her and replaced the rolled up fatigues at the head of the cot with the pillow.

She looked at him, and if he hadn’t spent a year learning her expressions like the geography of a foreign land, he wouldn’t have seen the softening of the lines around her eyes, or known that it denoted gratitude.

Roy fluffed her pillow and one white feather floated out. He picked it up, twirling it between his fingers. It was the same white as his gloves, and he was struck by the sudden desire to trace her cheek with the feather.

Would she smile if he did so? Could he do what Hughes, with all this loud boisterousness, couldn’t? Roy was struck with the image of Riza sprawled back on her cot, half undressed, coat hanging off her shoulders, shirt untucked and open, pants unzipped, baring sections of pale skin that hadn’t been toasted to a lovely golden color by the sun to his eyes. Could he coax chuckles out of her throat with feathers and fingers? Could he make her laugh and gasp with delight?

Roy stepped back, appalled at the thought.

“Thank you,” Riza said finally, voice low and firm.

Roy still couldn’t believe he’d let himself think of her like that, had touched her with his bloodstained hands, even if it had only been in his mind.

“You’re welcome,” he said hoarsely, turned on his heel, and left.

He didn’t look back and missed the look of happiness that bloomed on Riza’s face as she stroked one hand down the soft pillow.

Re: Feathers

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

oh very nice. i liked this a lot especially this line he hadn’t spent a year learning her expressions like the geography of a foreign land,

This came out well (and I'm writing a piece from her pov that would fit well with this actually)

and don't worry about being late. Don't see me getting mine done either. sheesh. And yeah poor Goku, it's a little hard to take him as a sexual creature sometimes, in spite of his actual advanced age, poor little guy

Re: Feathers

[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

Thank you! I went back and forth on that line, because in one sense I really liked the poetry of it, the fact that it mirrors his external life (being in a strange land in Ishbal) but I worried that it was a little too obvious. So I'm really glad that it worked.

So what are you writing? *looks expectently*

You know, I had to look back at your lj to remember what I requested. And then I was like, 'those are good prompts! I can't wait to see what she does with them!' (But no pressure, because as you can see.... it's not like I'm one to talk. And I have one outstanding fic that's... insanely late.)

I remember the first time I actually looked at on of Minukera's drawings of Goku and though, wow, sexy, and thirty seconds later I was like, I'm sorry! I'm so, so sorry!!!!

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[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

i have no idea what I'm writing (being at home with the parents right now i'm not writing much of anything but my original fic) sigh. I have ideas for all the requests I have. I've done one here and it's still not sexy (in fact I thnk i've completed three and the Hatori/Ayame is the closest to being dirty)

Oh I know. The stupid monkey is the one telling me those 10 cliche stories. It's like I know you're 18 (well 518) but you act 12. This is breaking my brain

Re: Feathers

[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

Well, it's really good you're working on original fic - I'm jealous, because I'm finally getting original ideas again and don't seem to have the time to write down much more than a basic outline.

Re: Feathers

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

i know. SOmetimes i get mad at my fanfic muses because they take time away from original fic

Re: Feathers

[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

My main thing is the commments - fanfic will usually get more of a response than original fic, so it gets harder to motivate myself to write something where the payoff is later instead of almost now.

Plus, it's well-nigh impossible for me write original drabbles - all the stories that come into my head are for novels - it's damn frustrating.

Re: Feathers

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

oh i don't do original drabbles. I find making marketable short stories very difficult too.

See I'm older than you. Fanfic used to be by mail. I was used to waiting months if at all to hear about a story. I was more motivated to do stuff i could get paid for Though hearing the instant response is lovely

Re: Feathers

[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

Wow. *mind boggles at the thought of fanfic by mail.*

My problem is I have these novels in my head, and haven't managed to train myself to have the disciple to finish them. I'm getting closer though. And the short stories I write are always a couple thousand words to long to be the prefered short story size, and never depressing enough to make it. I've noticed that most of the fantasy shorts that get published are really freaking depressing.

Re: Feathers

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

you know what, I don't actually LIKE short stories all that well.I prefer novel length stories, the only shorts I read are fanfic.

Yep I've been writing fanfic since 77 and started exchanging them in 81 or 82

Re: Feathers

[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

Yeah, usually with short stories I either don't like them, or like them and wish they were a novel instead. ^_^

Wow. You've been writing fanfic longer than I've been alive. *giggles* Should I have not said that?

Re: Feathers

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

yes short stories are too short for me

and eh, i'm USED to being old enough to be a mom to about a fourth of my flist. I was ten in 77

Re: Feathers

[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

Ah, livejournal. Where generational gaps don't mean a thing. ^_^

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[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

it really is rather cool

Re: Feathers

[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

It think so - especially when it's not just age, but geography. I seem to remember that I have someone one my flist who's in Europe but I could be wrong about that. Anyway, it's just so awesome that you can connect with people by intrest, and for someone who's only lately started finding people my age interesting... I fit in nicely, if I do say so myself.

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[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

i have people from all over (I used to in the pen and paper days too). any given night i'm talking to SC, IN, OH, Australia and Malta in YIM