Here we go! The writing was complicated somewhat by my having to lie on my side for stretches with the ear drops, but my bite is improving. Thanks for the well-wishes!
Title: Pudding
Characters: Aerith/Sephiroth
Fandom: FFVII OGC AU (Marriage!verse)
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Ear infection
For:
masamunes_song
“Did he finish his pudding?” Aerith asked.
“Eventually.” Sephiroth fell forward onto the bed, face first into his pillow. “I don’t understand,” he said, words struggling out of the foam. Sephiroth rolled onto his side. “How does he keep getting everything that goes around like this?”
“He’s a child, Seph.” Aerith scribbled in the margin of her book. “They get ear infections more easily than adults do.”
Sephiroth frowned. “I never got any infections as a kid.”
Aerith smirked. “You grew up in a laboratory cleanroom, Seph.”
Sephiroth grumbled and sighed. “Guess that’s why I never got any pudding either.”
Title: Flutter
Characters: Seph/Lazard
Fandom: FFVII Crisis Core
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Wing!kink
For:
white_jenna
When night came and strength failed, when he had no choice but to give in to stillness, the voice came to him. It called his name and pulled him from his drifting, reminding him of himself with the way his body still responded.
“You have wings now,” it said, and Lazard felt the feathers rustling down to his soul. The voice brushed over him, reaching out from the stream, threatening to pull him down to the abyss. “They had wings. Now you have wings.” It paused a moment. Lazard thought he felt a breath in his ear. “I want wings.”
Title: Lucky Girls
Characters: Genesis/Cloud
Fandom: FFVII Crisis Core
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Something Mission!verse. ^_~
For:
kel_fish
“It doesn’t hang right,”
Genesis frowned. “Are you wearing petticoats?”
“No.”
“No wonder!” Genesis tutted. “Get back in there and dress properly, young man.”
“But it itches!”
Genesis glared. Cloud went back in. He came out frumpy and grumpy. Genesis huffed. “Honestly, Cloud. Come over here, let me fix those ruffles.” He busied himself fluffing out layers of frills.
Cloud sighed. “For a guy with no interest in women, you sure do like their clothes.”
“And their shoes!” Genesis hiked up a pant leg to reveal his brand new red stiletto heels. “Look at these sexy beasts! Lucky, lucky girls!”
Title: Fever
Characters: Genesis/Sephiroth/Cloud
Fandom: FFVII Crisis Core
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Mission!verse. Cloud getting sick and needing to be babied.
For:
robonun
They hovered with somber faces and spoke about him in whispered tones. Sephiroth brought him soup and fed him. It was salty and that was good. Genesis brought his medicine and water to take it with. Cloud slept most of the day.
He woke in Sephiroth’s arms. Sephiroth smiled at him. “Your fever’s broken, Chickabo,” he said. Cloud smiled, still tired and weak. Genesis slid into bed beside him and stroked his bright head. Cloud squeezed their hands in gratitude, the best he could do with his throat still sore. They squeezed back and Genesis sweetly sang him to sleep.
Title: Composure
Characters: Lazard, Sephiroth, Genesis.
Fandom: FFVII Crisis Core
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Anything at all
For:
animekittysama
Sephiroth was young and Lazard still new to his post when they had their first secret encounter. It happened in the men’s room. Sephiroth was in furious disarray at the time, fussing with his tangled hair. “What happened?” Lazard asked.
“Genesis,” Sephiroth snapped. From the bite marks on his neck it was easy to guess the rest. Lazard stepped in, extending his sense of responsibility and his comb. He knew a thing or two about composure. Lazard did not pry into his men’s affairs but after that he often shared a glance with General Sephiroth whenever Genesis seemed put out.
Title: Smiling Don
Characters: Don Corneo, Cloud, Tifa, Aerith.
Fandom: FFVII OGC
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Don Corneo, anything at all.
For:
askaram27
He tried exercises first. It didn’t take extra equipment, didn’t involve hiding paraphernalia, and some of the motions were actually pretty pleasant. It also didn’t do a damned thing. So he turned to pumps. They were a bust too. He considered surgery but then the new pills came on the market. He started with herbal supplements, then moved on to pharmaceuticals. It had been two months but he was hopeful.
Of course, he’d had to dump the Avalanche bastards into the sewer. Couldn’t have them ripping and mashing things before the pills even had a chance to do their job.
Title: Well In Hand
Characters: Tifa, Cloud.
Fandom: FFVII AC
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Prompt: There are girls who are good, and there are girls who get things done.
For:
dragovianknight
The greasy doorknobs were the last straw. Tifa slapped the dishtowel down and marched out. Cloud was in his shed, working on Fenrir.
“Cloud!”
“What?” Cloud sat up so fast he bumped his head. “Ow.”
“Cloud, you will wipe your feet when you walk in. You will wash any plates you use and you WILL wash your hands after playing in all that grease!”
Cloud blinked. “Um, yes, ma’am?”
“Exactly.” Tifa turned and walked away. Her mother had spent a lifetime picking up after a man. With all due respect to her mother’s spirit, Tifa wasn’t a woman like that.
Title: On The Bridge
Characters: Genesis, Sephiroth, Cloud, Zack
Fandom: FFVII Crisis Core
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Mission!verse, cosplay
Notes: Because I missed Cloud’s birthday, which he shares with Gene Roddenberry.
For:
sabriel
“Happy birthday, Cloud,” Sephiroth said. “Today you get to sit in the Captain’s chair.”
Cloud rolled his eyes. “I sit in it all the time anyway, Sir.” But he let Sephiroth set him in the armchair without protest.
“That is perfect,” Genesis said, setting up the camera. The green-gold Captain’s shirt suit Sephiroth well enough and Cloud always looked good in blue. “Zack, get in there. I want a shot of all three of you.”
Zack came out tugging at his ‘uniform’, distress plain on his face. “What the hell, Gen? Why do I have to be the red shirt?”
Title: Pudding
Characters: Aerith/Sephiroth
Fandom: FFVII OGC AU (Marriage!verse)
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Ear infection
For:
![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
“Did he finish his pudding?” Aerith asked.
“Eventually.” Sephiroth fell forward onto the bed, face first into his pillow. “I don’t understand,” he said, words struggling out of the foam. Sephiroth rolled onto his side. “How does he keep getting everything that goes around like this?”
“He’s a child, Seph.” Aerith scribbled in the margin of her book. “They get ear infections more easily than adults do.”
Sephiroth frowned. “I never got any infections as a kid.”
Aerith smirked. “You grew up in a laboratory cleanroom, Seph.”
Sephiroth grumbled and sighed. “Guess that’s why I never got any pudding either.”
Title: Flutter
Characters: Seph/Lazard
Fandom: FFVII Crisis Core
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Wing!kink
For:
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
When night came and strength failed, when he had no choice but to give in to stillness, the voice came to him. It called his name and pulled him from his drifting, reminding him of himself with the way his body still responded.
“You have wings now,” it said, and Lazard felt the feathers rustling down to his soul. The voice brushed over him, reaching out from the stream, threatening to pull him down to the abyss. “They had wings. Now you have wings.” It paused a moment. Lazard thought he felt a breath in his ear. “I want wings.”
Title: Lucky Girls
Characters: Genesis/Cloud
Fandom: FFVII Crisis Core
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Something Mission!verse. ^_~
For:
![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
“It doesn’t hang right,”
Genesis frowned. “Are you wearing petticoats?”
“No.”
“No wonder!” Genesis tutted. “Get back in there and dress properly, young man.”
“But it itches!”
Genesis glared. Cloud went back in. He came out frumpy and grumpy. Genesis huffed. “Honestly, Cloud. Come over here, let me fix those ruffles.” He busied himself fluffing out layers of frills.
Cloud sighed. “For a guy with no interest in women, you sure do like their clothes.”
“And their shoes!” Genesis hiked up a pant leg to reveal his brand new red stiletto heels. “Look at these sexy beasts! Lucky, lucky girls!”
Title: Fever
Characters: Genesis/Sephiroth/Cloud
Fandom: FFVII Crisis Core
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Mission!verse. Cloud getting sick and needing to be babied.
For:
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
They hovered with somber faces and spoke about him in whispered tones. Sephiroth brought him soup and fed him. It was salty and that was good. Genesis brought his medicine and water to take it with. Cloud slept most of the day.
He woke in Sephiroth’s arms. Sephiroth smiled at him. “Your fever’s broken, Chickabo,” he said. Cloud smiled, still tired and weak. Genesis slid into bed beside him and stroked his bright head. Cloud squeezed their hands in gratitude, the best he could do with his throat still sore. They squeezed back and Genesis sweetly sang him to sleep.
Title: Composure
Characters: Lazard, Sephiroth, Genesis.
Fandom: FFVII Crisis Core
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Anything at all
For:
![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Sephiroth was young and Lazard still new to his post when they had their first secret encounter. It happened in the men’s room. Sephiroth was in furious disarray at the time, fussing with his tangled hair. “What happened?” Lazard asked.
“Genesis,” Sephiroth snapped. From the bite marks on his neck it was easy to guess the rest. Lazard stepped in, extending his sense of responsibility and his comb. He knew a thing or two about composure. Lazard did not pry into his men’s affairs but after that he often shared a glance with General Sephiroth whenever Genesis seemed put out.
Title: Smiling Don
Characters: Don Corneo, Cloud, Tifa, Aerith.
Fandom: FFVII OGC
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Don Corneo, anything at all.
For:
![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
He tried exercises first. It didn’t take extra equipment, didn’t involve hiding paraphernalia, and some of the motions were actually pretty pleasant. It also didn’t do a damned thing. So he turned to pumps. They were a bust too. He considered surgery but then the new pills came on the market. He started with herbal supplements, then moved on to pharmaceuticals. It had been two months but he was hopeful.
Of course, he’d had to dump the Avalanche bastards into the sewer. Couldn’t have them ripping and mashing things before the pills even had a chance to do their job.
Title: Well In Hand
Characters: Tifa, Cloud.
Fandom: FFVII AC
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Prompt: There are girls who are good, and there are girls who get things done.
For:
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The greasy doorknobs were the last straw. Tifa slapped the dishtowel down and marched out. Cloud was in his shed, working on Fenrir.
“Cloud!”
“What?” Cloud sat up so fast he bumped his head. “Ow.”
“Cloud, you will wipe your feet when you walk in. You will wash any plates you use and you WILL wash your hands after playing in all that grease!”
Cloud blinked. “Um, yes, ma’am?”
“Exactly.” Tifa turned and walked away. Her mother had spent a lifetime picking up after a man. With all due respect to her mother’s spirit, Tifa wasn’t a woman like that.
Title: On The Bridge
Characters: Genesis, Sephiroth, Cloud, Zack
Fandom: FFVII Crisis Core
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Mission!verse, cosplay
Notes: Because I missed Cloud’s birthday, which he shares with Gene Roddenberry.
For:
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
“Happy birthday, Cloud,” Sephiroth said. “Today you get to sit in the Captain’s chair.”
Cloud rolled his eyes. “I sit in it all the time anyway, Sir.” But he let Sephiroth set him in the armchair without protest.
“That is perfect,” Genesis said, setting up the camera. The green-gold Captain’s shirt suit Sephiroth well enough and Cloud always looked good in blue. “Zack, get in there. I want a shot of all three of you.”
Zack came out tugging at his ‘uniform’, distress plain on his face. “What the hell, Gen? Why do I have to be the red shirt?”
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