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Dec. 24th, 2011 03:19 pm
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2:00:55 a.m.) Ishii explain his hips to me
(2:01:03 a.m.) Ishii sdufoisfsaf
(2:01:04 a.m.) Ishii OH MY GOD
(2:01:04 a.m.) glossy serpent he's a lady.
(2:01:05 a.m.) Ishii HOLD ON
(2:03:34 a.m.) Ishii http://images1.memegenerator.net/ImageMacro/5909798/crosss-womanly-hips-you-cant-explain-that.jpg
(2:04:10 a.m.) glossy serpent dgdfhfdh LMAO.
(2:04:17 a.m.) glossy serpent he needs them
(2:04:20 a.m.) glossy serpent to birth nea's child.
(2:04:24 a.m.) glossy serpent /writes mpreg.
(2:04:24 a.m.) Ishii sdfuosdaifjpasdf what
(2:04:29 a.m.) glossy serpent NO I AM WRITING IT
(2:06:45 a.m.) Ishii /S C R E A M S
(2:09:00 a.m.) glossy serpent Every single second of the day the question "why?" echoes through Cross's head, an endless chorus of "why why why why why" until he finally closes his eyes to sleep. He can't answer the question, can't imagine why this is happening to him. Why him, why this, why with the worst possible person? Why, why, why?

The question invades every single train of thought passing through his head like this sickening virus, especially when Nea lovingly rubs his stomach and murmurs baby names to it.
(2:09:13 a.m.) glossy serpent "Mana, Mana, Mana, and maybe Mana?" he whispers.
(2:09:44 a.m.) Ishii . . . . WHAT AM I READING
(2:09:48 a.m.) glossy serpent HAHAHAHAAHA.
(2:13:36 a.m.) glossy serpent God, Cross thinks, this is the exact moment where he considers suicide. The only thing that keeps him from it is that he is somewhat concerned about the fact that Nea might find a way to drag him back to the mortal realm kicking and screaming.
(2:14:13 a.m.) glossy serpent "You'll be such a beautiful little boy, Mana," Nea continues, oblivious to Cross's plight, happily nuzzling his stomach through his coat.
(2:15:28 a.m.) glossy serpent "We are not naming it after your dead brother," Cross hisses out finally, his last nerve finally snapping.
(2:15:47 a.m.) glossy serpent Nea looks up at him through his eyelashes and smiles, that sinister noah smile. "Who said he was dead?"
(2:16:12 a.m.) glossy serpent Suicide, Cross thinks, might be the only way now.
(2:16:14 a.m.) glossy serpent (GET IT?!?!)
(2:20:49 a.m.) Ishii I HATE YOU
(2:20:50 a.m.) Ishii SO MUCH
(2:20:55 a.m.) Ishii /CANT BREATHE
(2:20:59 a.m.) glossy serpent HAHAHAHFHSG!!!
(2:21:21 a.m.) Ishii sdhufoijsadsadf
(2:21:27 a.m.) Ishii THE SAD THING IS THAT IT WOULD ACTUALLY HAPPEN
(2:21:32 a.m.) glossy serpent JBSFBDG HAHHAHAH!!!!!!!
(2:27:42 a.m.) Ishii In the middle of the night, Cross is sure that Nea is rubbing his belly with something. He cracks an eye open to see the other man rubbing his belly with every sort of oil possible, humming to himself.
(2:28:25 a.m.) Ishii "What are you doing?" He mumbles, wondering if he's just doing it because there is some biological imperative that demnads that humans ask about traumatic experiences, "Mana has to be kept in the best womb."
sbdufoifaadsf
(2:28:54 a.m.) Ishii He doesn't know whether to be appalled that Nea is now resting his cheek against his belly, singing a song and rubbing him even more, or the fact that he isn't surprised at all.
(2:29:54 a.m.) glossy serpent slk gbdjgbjkBK!J! I CANGTEY T
(2:29:56 a.m.) glossy serpent GDGIGDH
(2:29:59 a.m.) glossy serpent BEGIN TO
(2:30:00 a.m.) glossy serpent JKGBDSG
(2:30:04 a.m.) glossy serpent EXPRESS MY FEELINGS!!
(2:32:17 a.m.) glossy serpent okay.
(2:32:20 a.m.) glossy serpent No.
(2:32:22 a.m.) glossy serpent Let's get married.
(2:32:42 a.m.) Ishii God was the only one that could have spared that idiot in the hospital that chose to try and rattle off good, wholesome names for a child borne from the inhumanity that was Nea and Cross. The moment that the word "Adam" left their lips, Cross wished that he would go into labor to quell the pain that was watching Nea turn his head 270 degrees to glare at them. "OH MY GOD MY WATER BROKE GO GET A DOCTOR."
(2:33:03 a.m.) Ishii Nope, that only works the first eight times.
(2:33:39 a.m.) glossy serpent dgsbgjdsgdjgbdsjkgbdsgksdbgjkdsbgkdsgds
(2:33:40 a.m.) glossy serpent gsakjgdsbkjb,,jsbkfsdsx,f'
(2:33:41 a.m.) glossy serpent bb;bfdn;dfn
(2:33:42 a.m.) glossy serpent dfhmfdb
(2:34:56 a.m.) glossy serpent GOD JUST
(2:34:59 a.m.) glossy serpent I AM SO IN LOVE WITH YOU.
(2:35:01 a.m.) glossy serpent I CAN'T EVEN.
(2:35:55 a.m.) glossy serpent huff huff.
(2:39:46 a.m.) Ishii It had been four months since Cross smoked or drank. For some odd reason, nea was under the impression that the kid would end up like Cross. "Don't be a moron," Cross snapped one day, on edge and going through an immense craving of nicotine laced ANYTHING, "Give me a damned cigarette or eight."
(2:40:07 a.m.) Ishii Nea was already off in his tangents, staring out of the window at something that wasn' t there, "Mana needs to breathe the best a-r"
(2:41:34 a.m.) Ishii "He's stealing my oxygen like a parasite." Cross replied simply, "And he's getting the purified blood- Give me a drink too. Stop. Giving me this shi-"
(2:42:22 a.m.) Ishii "No!!!!" Nea dramatically screamed, practically shoving his face into Cross's spleen, "You need your vitamins, he needs your vitamins - Mana is going to be perfect - /perfect/"
(2:43:14 a.m.) glossy serpent I AM PEEING MYSELF>
(2:43:30 a.m.) Ishii "I hope I die during childbirth."
(2:50:33 a.m.) glossy serpent Through the course of the day Cross had consumed a considerable amount of drugs and alcohol, most of which he couldn't even care to place. All he knew was that it would Fuck Him Up and that was precisely what he needed right now because there was no way in hell he could ever manage to make it through the day while sober. By the time evening falls, he can barely make out where he is or what's going on but none of that mattered.
(2:52:13 a.m.) glossy serpent All that mattered was the enjoyable warmth that had spread over his body. Apparently whatever cocktail of disaster he had mixed up for himself was an upper rather than a downer and that was pretty alright for him.
(2:54:25 a.m.) glossy serpent He wobbled forward as Tiedoll pulled him by his arm up towards the alter, careful not to let him trip on the train of his dress and fall flat on his face. Everything looked like a blur of colour and melted paint to Cross, beautiful and memorising. He couldn't even see the finely dressed Nea standing at the top of the altar and smiling.
(2:54:27 a.m.) Ishii mO__Om
(2:54:33 a.m.) Ishii iusadoasdfaiosdf
(2:54:34 a.m.) Ishii NO I CAN't
(2:54:35 a.m.) Ishii sadfbuo'
(2:54:57 a.m.) glossy serpent mesmerising*!!
(2:56:11 a.m.) glossy serpent "Heyyyyy, Teddyyyy, that's a fine possom you've got there," Cross mutters to his fellow General just before they reach the steps of the altar, his one eye eerily focused on the older man.
(2:57:22 a.m.) glossy serpent Tiedoll doesn't even dignify him with an answer, carefully leading him up towards his fiancee. It takes a tremendous amount of effort to properly get Cross up the stairs and standing beside the man who had claimed the young Allen Walker's body as his own.
(2:58:57 a.m.) Ishii oh dear god
(2:59:16 a.m.) glossy serpent He's silent as the preacher speaks, reciting the time-honoured wedding vows, up until he finally addresses him. "Cross Marian? Do you take Nea Walker to be your lawfully wedded husband?" he asks sternly, looking at him expectantly.
(2:59:55 a.m.) glossy serpent Cross's only reply is "Girlllll, i know you know i loooove y—" and promptly vomiting on the preacher's shoes.
(3:00:47 a.m.) Ishii hdfijadfasdf
(3:01:09 a.m.) glossy serpent LMAO I AM SO SORRY?
(3:01:44 a.m.) Ishii I CAN'T BEATbausfoisfduasodifasdfds
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ONE.

Allen has long stopped trying to understand the man that has come to be his teacher. There are times in the night that Allen can swear that the man is lucid. One night, when he was young and still naive, he catches a glimpse of the tyrant that he calls master. Diligently, steady hands work to create something that seems almost futuristic; Allen doesn't breathe.  He watches as his master creates something out of nothing, as if in a trance or as if trying to recreate something from a dream.  Timcampi notices that there is a watcher, making a small noise to alert Cross. He doesn't react with anger as usual, Cross doesn't even look at him.

"You shouldn't be so nosy." He says softly as he continues to work, but Allen knows that he's not even looking at his work. His hands work independently from his eyes. "Shouldn't you be asleep? You have a long path ahead of you."

Allen thinks that it's rather odd since they are not traveling tomorrow. Cross is staying the week to properly pillage the poor village they are staying in before moving into Germany.  Yet, something inside tells him to sleep, he has a long path to walk ahead.

Allen nods despite his own curiosity; his feet walk him to his room, his eyes close to sleep, his mind is still reeling.

ONE - TWO.

It's in the middle of Africa that Cross has another bout like that. Oft times, Allen wonders how his Master can find himself surrounded by such dangerous animals. Today, he's laying on an alpha lion, head on its belly, looking up at the sky.

"Look." He says to no one in particular, though the lion responds him- as if they are kindred spirits. "In a world as vast as this, we are vast and insignificant."

Wait, what? Wasn't this just the man that was having drinks with a village elder and trying to marry Allen off to his youngest? Now he lays there, almost as if he belongs in the wild rather in the expensive clothes that he wears so meticulously. "Each star burns as bright as it must, despite the fact that there are billions upon billions in the sky. Each has its purpose, each has to make up something unique. One lost from Leo, and it cannot be a fierce lion, the Northern star is just one - but it is our guide. Never forget this."

The lion nudges his master's head and he pats it like a father would pat a son. "Never forget that there are people far away that still remember where you shone; even if you go out."

Cross knows that Allen is there; Allen feels that the path that he walked with Mana will never disappear. No matter how far Mana is away from him.

TWO.

If it ever got word that to the Earl that Cyril was meeting with this man, he would surely die a miserable death. The only other person to know the Fourteenth, one that they have failed to kill time and time again.  You'd think that he'd worry that Central would be on his tail for being so openly treasonous, but Cross doesn't care.

"Thanks for inviting me," he says nonchalantly (he wasn't). He leans back in Cyril's very nice chairs. He doesn't wear his uniform, he doesn't show any allegiance. Cyril is wary- cautious, even.  

"Nice wife." He also says as he eyes her, "Does she come with a bed too?" 

Why is he here? Tyki leers at the man that nearly killed him not even four months ago, Lulubelle tried to murder them all not only one month ago.  He sits here, unarmed but still a threat to a Noah.

"Soon, someone is going to come back." He says lightly as he drinks more of Cyril's Romanee Conti that is reserved for diplomats, "And you'll find that Adam is going to steadily lose more and more a grip on his Akuma and your 'mission'."

He refers to the Fourteenth? How could he possibly know? Cyril inhales sharply, realizing what Cross is implying.

".... he is returning." Tyki says what Cyril is thinking, only bored.   Cross doesn't reply, only giving a very knowing smile before he takes another sip of his wine.

"I know he's returning; he told me in his dying breath that he would."  He knows the gravity of the situation and the words that he's just said to these people.  Nea told him that he'd murder each one of them as mercilessly as he could - but if he was there today to see this summit, he'd be one of them. But, Cross has a plan, as he always does. He reaches into his coat and produces a detailed map of the new Headquarters.

"Make good use of that lads." He says before grabs the bottle to go. "We'll be seeing each other; lets just hope it's before the Fourteenth gets his hands on you, yeah?"

Before Tyki can move to strike, Cyril paws at his chest (really, he's holding his dear brother back).  They will wait and they will see if Cross is lying, but it seems that it's slowly starting to become the time for the Fourteenth to return and they didn't really want to know what an Exorcist General has to do with it.
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eames/fischer
inception
~ 200 words

it's so stupid. )
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Title: Beside chats
Fandom: FFVII
Characters: Rufus, Reeve
Rating: PG
Warning: None!
Notes: Inspired by the amazing [personal profile] luna_hoshino and her amazing Reeve. It chronicles Rufus and reeve's relationship throughout the years within ShinRa.

The boy he loved like a son )

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