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[gnome]

Cos it's the weekend...let us all have some fun :D

Final Fantasy VII/VIII
One sentence~Drabble~Snippet~Fic meme

wanna play?

• Post a pairing and a prompt (any kind)
• Someone/anyone fills out the prompt (any length)
• Good times for all!
• Anon or non-anon - the choice is yours <3
• Spam is encouraged
• Polyamory is also encouraged >.>
• Stick figure crack pics are encouraged...hell art fills are definitely encouraged
• Crossovers between VII & VIII are welcome
• Enjoy!

Why yes, I couldn't choose between the two so I chose them both >.>

Comments

[gardensgnome.livejournal.com]

FFVIII - Seifer/? - hook, line & sinker

[gardensgnome.livejournal.com]

FFVIII - Edea - it's a kind of magic

[gardensgnome.livejournal.com]

FFVII - Cid/Vincent - something in the water

[gardensgnome.livejournal.com]

Crossover - Cid Highwind & Selphie - airship

[m-crowley.livejournal.com]

I might try this one.

[raceulfson.livejournal.com]

I will play! Reno and Rude, sobering up.

[raceulfson.livejournal.com]

I want this one!

[gargoule.livejournal.com]

i think i want this one!

[gargoule.livejournal.com]

FFVIII - Seifer/Squall/Quistis - maybe something relationshipal?

[gargoule.livejournal.com]

FFVII - Rude/Tseng (THERE IS NOT ENOUGH LOVE FOR THIS PAIRING!!) - i don't even...what is... please?!

[gardensgnome.livejournal.com]

Reno watched silently as Rude discarded his last pair of gloves, the reinforced leather torn to shreds. His own had been discarded hours ago and his hands were covered is small nicks and stinging cuts but the growing pain didn't matter. What mattered was moving the rubble of the destroyed Shinra tower, gripping it tighter as it tried to slip through his bloody fingers. Finding Rufus was all they cared about. They'd been so drunk on the power they'd had and this was how the planet answered them. This was their wake up call.

[raceulfson.livejournal.com]

Awesome. Love them sobering up from being drunk on power, great imagery.

[raceulfson.livejournal.com]

So the war was over and life moved on. There I was, fat, dumb and happy, stepping out of the Zippy Mart when 'bam!' out of nowhere, a right hook meets my formerly square jaw.

I dropped the bag of groceries and my ass damn near bounced along the sidewalk with the apples. I managed something reasonable and intelligent like "What the fuck?!"

When I got both eyes back to their proper sides of my head and could see, lo and behold Irvine is standing over me, all hot and bothered. He fed me a classic line, "That's for Rinoa." I responded in kind.

"Fuck Rinoa. What the hell, Irvine? The war is over, all is forgiven, and she's Leonheart's headache, now."

Ok, all was not forgiven, because Irvine gave me a muddled sort of rant to the effect that he didn't appreciate being saddled with a half assed teenaged terrorist when I freed them both from Prison. Clearly this had been bothering him a while because he bitched continuously while I picked myself and what was left of this week's dinners off the sidewalk.

Finally I made a time out motion. He paused.

"Irv, shut up. Hold this." I handed him the sack and like a dumbass, he took it. I grabbed him by the eartails and laid one of my best rib sucking smooches on him.

Later that night, we sank into my featherbed and apologized to each other properly.

[raceulfson.livejournal.com]

Zell and Cloud and chocobos

[gardensgnome.livejournal.com]

Rufus' first encounter with the inner workings of the Turks had almost been his last. Sneaking into Tseng's office he'd thought it to be empty until he rounded the couch. He stilled at the chick of a gun being cocked behind his ear.

"Don't even breathe, brat," Reno's voice whispered in his ear.

Breathing wasn't really important, air caught in his throat at the contrast of naked skin on black leather, Tseng looking surprisingly exhausted, vulnerable, at peace where he lay unconscious on top of Rude's equally naked body. Rude was watching him, eyes slitted open at the intrusion of what was obviously private time.

"Don't be like that, partner," Reno crooned softly, amusement in his voice as he draped Rude's jacket over their nakedness. "The kid needed to see this or he'll never get over his crush. It's not like I didn't know where he was."

Rufus felt his face heat as those rarely seen eyes turned their attention to him, measuring his worth in a single glance. Then they closed and Rude turned his head away from them, burying his nose into Tseng's hair, muscled arms curling possessively around Tseng under the jacket.

"Yeah, yeah, we're going," Reno said and nudged his gun hard into Rufus' shoulder to get him moving.

Rufus was staring blankly at the wall opposite as Reno closed the door behind them.

"No one knows this, Rufus, about what we Turks have. Not even yer old man. You got to see because I let you. Don't forget that."

He wanted to be the one allowed to see someone so strong reduced to such a unguarded state, to be deserving of that kind of trust. He would do it. Somehow. Even if he had to kill, he would someday be worthy of the Turks.

"That's the spirit, kid. Now, this is how you take apart a hand gun..."

[gardensgnome.livejournal.com]

omg someone needs to write that immediately!

[raceulfson.livejournal.com]

No two objects can occupy the same space at the same time. But during Time Kompression, all times were the same time. Reality writhed, heaved, and expelled us all from the universe.

The place we landed was hospitable enough. Pristine forests, wild life that had never seen humans before... meaning we were the only ones there. Meaning we were starting from scratch.

It was tough but so were we. Four years later we had snug log cabins, enough food to get us through the winter, and a new beginning.

Squall and I paced outside the cabin in the golden autumn light. Zell perched on a tree stump, putting the finishing touches on some woodworking project of his.

"She'll be fine," Squall murmured as he passed me.

"Of course she will, Quis is tough." But the noises from inside the cabin weren't promising.

"Irv is a good medic and Selphie knows what she's doing," Zell offered, proud of his partners.

We had coupled off, but not as anticipated. Irvine was fascinated by both Selphie and Zell and it turned out they had no objections to sharing. Quistis confessed she'd always had a crush on Squall (we all knew that) and on me (that was news). Squall and I figured out we'd rather fuck than fight, but it helped a lot to have Quis there mediating.

"We know," Squall said politely. I was too distracted to even make a witty comment.

Squall ambled over to admire Zell's creation - a small wooden boat. "Looks good."

"Looks hard to steer," I said.

Zell rolled his eyes. "It's not to float in, it's to rock-"

Just then the sound we'd all been waiting for sang out. We grinned at each other.

Selphie peeked out from the hide covered door. "Ok, daddies, come meet your son."

How about that? Squall and I were fathers.

[gargoule.livejournal.com]

I hate Reno with a passion, but this was oddly endearing, even with the bare hint of Rude/Tseng. ^___^

[gardensgnome.livejournal.com]

:) That first night looking for Rufus would have been the worst for the Turks. Everything pulled out from under them in one blow. Definitely unexpected but they are ever resourceful...once they pull themselves back together.

[raceulfson.livejournal.com]

OO, that was perfect. Loved Reno "letting" Rufus see - and that Rude knew he was there.

[raceulfson.livejournal.com]

"I don't mind starting over," Reno said. "I just resent doing it all sober."

[gardensgnome.livejournal.com]

Now that's very nice. I can see them all settling down in that manner when spat out by the time compression. Who is the father of the newborn? Would there be a fight along the lines of 'my turn to have a kid next'?

The real question is though - where's Rinoa? *evil grin*

oddly reno-centric...

[gargoule.livejournal.com]

Reno's voice was a harsh whisper as he turned to his partner, "Sh. Even your silences are too loud, yo."
"..." Came the reply.
"See! I told you. Now shut up." Reno sighed before chewing on a couple tablets, willing them to work on his headache before they even were ground paste between his teeth.
"..."
Reno glared, swallowed and mumbled something along the lines of that silence being better than the last.

[gargoule.livejournal.com]

Rinoa is best not spoken about. >.> I'm sure there was some sort of ... accident. ...makes me wonder then, who would have the Sorceress power then?

[gardensgnome.livejournal.com]

'half assed teenage terrorist' is the perfect description for Rinoa. There was definitely magic involved in her getting her claws into Squall.

It's been a while since I saw some Seifer/Irvine written. Such a rare pairing, or well I think they are on the rare side compared to some ;)