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kingdomhearts2011-04-25 08:31 am
tyger) wrote in kingdomhearts2011-04-25 08:31 am
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COMMENTFIC FEST POST!
About! Almost entirely copy-paste from last year!
The format is more or less kink-meme style, but this fest is 100% fic friendly. By which I mean if you want to request/write G-rated gen fluff, that's perfectly fine! If you want to request/write dark non-con vore, that's also fine (and let's face it it's fandom, there's always someone into pretty much anything)! As long as it's properly labelled, GO FORTH AND FIC.
How to play!
1. If you want to read something, write a prompt! As long as you're not saying what you want step-by-step, it should be fine. [Edit]: I can't believe I even have to say this, but you can do as many prompts as you like. The more prompts there are there more will be written, after all!
2. If you want to write something, go look at the prompts! If something grabs you, write it! Doesn't matter if someone else has written something before, this is pretty much a free-for-all. You can also draw, if you like! Or do a combination of both, if you're really adventurous.
3. Rinse and repeat!
Please remember the rules and that spoiler warnings for 358/2 Days, BbS and Re:coded are in effect.
The format is more or less kink-meme style, but this fest is 100% fic friendly. By which I mean if you want to request/write G-rated gen fluff, that's perfectly fine! If you want to request/write dark non-con vore, that's also fine (and let's face it it's fandom, there's always someone into pretty much anything)! As long as it's properly labelled, GO FORTH AND FIC.
How to play!
1. If you want to read something, write a prompt! As long as you're not saying what you want step-by-step, it should be fine. [Edit]: I can't believe I even have to say this, but you can do as many prompts as you like. The more prompts there are there more will be written, after all!
2. If you want to write something, go look at the prompts! If something grabs you, write it! Doesn't matter if someone else has written something before, this is pretty much a free-for-all. You can also draw, if you like! Or do a combination of both, if you're really adventurous.
3. Rinse and repeat!
Please remember the rules and that spoiler warnings for 358/2 Days, BbS and Re:coded are in effect.
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Larxene spends three hours, once, sitting across from Naminé as she works, playing.
Naminé isn't sure whether she's there as a subtle threat or just because she wants to be. Larxene can't play with her unless she's bad, after all. Marluxia promised.
Nor is Naminé sure whether she can talk to her. Whether she dares talk to her. So instead she draws. A beach. And tries to look only at her hands, at her crayons, as Larxene traces patterns with her little blades on the smooth cool surface of the table. Screech like knives on glass. Naminé's nerves shatter at the sound.
Skreeeeeeee.
She looks up to see Larxene pursing her lips at her. Practically a kissy-face. Looks quickly back down to her work.
Skreeeeeeee.
She's working, after all. It's Destiny Islands. A panorama. She shades dark around the secret spot, and picks at flakes of wax under her fingernails. Maybe if she's quiet enough, Larxene will go away. Maybe if she's a good girl, all work and no play.
Skreeeeeeee.
Larxene gets up, paces, and sits back down with the little stuffed doll that lives in the cage, cradled in one gloved palm.
The screeching stops. Instead, Larxene's laughing, soft and sharp, and that's worse.
Naminé hunches her shoulders and doesn't look up.
When Larxene finally, finally spits at her and paces out, she finally dares to raise her head. The little white doll's dress lies in shreds. Delicate lines criss-cross fabric skin, bleeding stuffing. A lone kunai impales it between its stubby legs.
One of Naminé's crayons snaps in her white-knuckled hand. Dark sky blue. Sora's eyes. She needs that one.
Marluxia gives her a new one later. Doll and crayon both, the one holding the other, little plush arms wrapped around it, holding on for dear life.