The broiling hot sun was burning down on the duo as they made their way through The Desert Wasteland. Lucy MacLean had no idea where they were, or how long they had been walking- no- she hadn’t been thinking about that. Her mind was full of questions, ones that lacked answers. Life had continued to bombard the Vault Dweller with new information, new things, new sights and sounds that sent her head in a tizzy. She felt nauseous. Was that heat sickness or the radiation? Her eyes lay on the Ghoul she followed behind. He never seemed to show signs of slowing. As long as he was puffing that device…
Lucy was no fool, she knew what an inhaler was and how it worked and what it was for… but if this guy was basically dead… what use did it serve? She knew there was something in it that kept him alive. But what. Her world seemed to focus on that, watching him flick out an old cartridge and fiddle for a new one, sticking it in its place with little care for neatness. Puff. Inhale. Curiosity always kills the canary…
“So…. How does it all work… you need that to live, but are you living? Or are you dead? Or is it complicated…..? Do you have asthma? Or did you…?”
Regret crosses her face, feeling the insignificance of the question weigh upon her. Of all the things she could’ve asked- that’s what she went with? Her hand lifts to rub her forehead, sweat dripping down into the dry sand beneath her feet. Her world felt light. The wasteland utterly sucked. Far gone were her days of air conditioned, clean luxury. Her insides were feeling like butter.
“Park those sweet cheeks right up here, Captain Gorgeous.” (Steve Rogers/Tony Stark [Marvel])
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WHAT IS YOUR TOTAL WORD COUNT ON AO3?
212902
HOW OFTEN DO YOU WRITE?
This can vary a lot. Couple times a week when things are going well.
DO YOU HAVE A ROUTINE FOR WRITING?
Agony and music. ;) I associate certain songs with certain characters, relationships, or stories.
WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE KINKS/TROPES/PAIRING?
To read or write? I’ll answer both.
Stuff I love to read: fake relationship; emotionally banged-up characters; sex pollen/fuck or die; established relationship; domestic fluff; hard conversations, friends to lovers, enemies to lovers; introspection; character study; found family; pining (so much pining); forgiveness; feels and humor mixed together; touch starvation; hurt/comfort; a gazillion other things
To write: introspection; character study; pining; emotionally banged-up characters; established relationship; hurt/comfort; domestic fluff; banter; fics that take small moments in canon and blow them up and go deeper; slice of life; feels and humor mixed together
Some of my ships, though I don’t read fic for them all: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark (Marvel), Liam Dunbar/Theo Raeken (Teen Wolf), Lucy/Garcia (Timeless), Lucy/Garcia/Wyatt (Timeless), Garcia/Wyatt (Timeless), Jaime/Brienne (Game of Thrones), Clarke/Roan (The 100), Tandy/Tyrone (Cloak and Dagger), Matt Murdock/Jessica Jones (Daredevil/Jessica Jones/Defenders), Draco/Hermione (Harry Potter), Rae/Finn (My Mad Fat Diary), Alec/Ellie (Broadchurch), Linden/Holder (The Killing), Rachel/Trent (Kim Harrison's Hollows series), Craig!Bond/Dench!M (James Bond movies), Quentin/Oliver (Arrow), Buffy/Angel (Buffy the Vampire Slayer), Bennett/Darcy (Pride and Prejudice), Starbuck/Apollo (Battlestar Galactica 2004)
DO YOU HAVE A FAVORITE FIC OF YOURS?
Nope. But I still like my life is for you (and no one other than you) because it contains this:
“And if there isn’t a God, maybe it doesn’t matter. Maybe there’s nothing holier than this: naked skin, warm hands, and kisses strung in a rosary like every silent prayer Liam knows Theo never uttered.”
YOUR FIC WITH THE MOST KUDOS?
Gentle Hands (Liam Dunbar/Theo Raeken of Teen Wolf)
I have no clue why this has the most kudos.
ANYTHING YOU DON’T LIKE ABOUT YOUR WRITING?
OF COURSE. Sticking to three: 1) the fact that plot doesn’t come to me more easily AKA I can’t plot my way out of a paper bag. 2) the mental gymnastics I have to go through to write fic; I wish I could do it more easily--with fewer hangups. 3) I suspect I have a tendency to underwrite.
NOW SOMETHING YOU DO LIKE (ABOUT YOUR WRITING)?
Hmmm… I think I write emotions reasonably well.
First ship you ever read fic for:
Oh. I’m not sure… Maybe Jason Morgan/Brenda Barrett (General Hospital)? Or maybe Mulder/Scully?
First ship you ever wrote fic for:
I don’t know where those fics are now because they were posted on an MSN group, and MSN groups don’t exist anymore, but I think my first fics were also for Jason Morgan/Brenda Barrett (General Hospital). :)
Ship you write the most now:
*squints* I’m working on some Steve Rogers/Tony Stark (Marvel) now, but the last ships I wrote much for are Liam Dunbar/Theo Raeken (Teen Wolf) and Garcia Flynn/Lucy Preston/Wyatt Logan (Timeless).
Ship you read the most now:
This is easy: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark (Marvel). I’m not reading fic for much else at the moment.
Newest ship:
Steve Rogers/Tony Stark (Marvel).
Rare ship you want to read more of:
Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes/Tony Stark & James Rhodes/Tony Stark
Your taboo ship:
I don’t think I have one. :) I’m not crazy about Spike/Buffy, but I wouldn’t call it a taboo ship.
They never met in canon ship:
Hm. I can’t think of one!
Your unexpected ship:
I don’t watch the show anymore, but when I did, I found one Quentin/Oliver (Arrow) fic that just blew my mind. It single handedly made me ship them. :)
The ship you always forget to give love to:
No clue.
Ship your OC with a canon character (if applicable):
A ship you’re embarrassed to ship:
I have a twinge of embarrassment over shipping Peter Hale/Lydia Martin (Teen Wolf) and Jordan/Lydia (Teen Wolf).
Your most romantic ship:
Jaime/Brienne (Game of Thrones)
Your sexiest ship:
Oooooh, that’s tough. Tied between Garcia/Lucy/Wyatt (Timeless), Clarke/Roan (The 100), and Steve/Tony (Marvel).
Your most tragic ship:
Buffy/Angel or Jo/Teddy (Little Women)
A ship you want more content for:
James Rhodes/Tony Stark
Tagging: Anyone who wants to do this. Seriously! Do it and say I tagged you.
It was a place out of a nightmare. Perhaps it was that twinge of surreality that allowed Akane to move with the efficiency that she did. The old shelter stank of rust and mold, but something else, too. Something sharper. Something more animalistic. She knew he was here.
She also knew it was her family that had detained him. The entity known as "Manya" that she had become familiar with over the past few months. A man just as likely to save her life as rip out her eyes. Akane didn't know if he was a good person or a bad one, but she refused to allow her family to hurt him any longer. Not if she could do something about it.
Akane needed to clean the Awakusu name one dead body at a time.
She waited at the edge of the room, listening. Someone breathed raggedly. He stirred, fabric scraping against concrete. That was Manya, she supposed. She waited for a guard to reveal himself. Then Akane realized that if he wasn't here, he would return soon. She had no weapons, nor any desire to hurt people. If she was caught, she would have to use words to ensure an escape. But Akane knew she would not be harmed.
The people who'd requested her family torture Manya...were her allies. The Medei organization. A yakuza group even more terrifying and powerful than the Awakusu. Akane had learned much about Tokyo's underworld in the past year. She was beginning to realize that she belonged there.
But not like this.
Giving her head a quick turn in both directions, Akane darted into the room. Manya lay in what looked like an animal carrier, but larger. A crate for transporting pigs or young cows, perhaps. His legs sat crumpled at its entrance as though he'd been shoved in by a careless giant. The lighting was too dim for Akane to see his face, but she knew it was him.
The little princess kneeled at the gate. She peered into the darkness, attempting to gain his attention.
"Manya!" She whispered furiously, "Manya! It's me, Akane! I'm going to get you out of here."
Ibuki was running, like always she wanted to take a walk, but she get bored and decided to run a little. She was running so fast, or fast for her, that she couldn’t stop when she saw a young man, a tall young man, he was Manya.
Everything happened very fast, as she could not stop, tripped over the boy, and would have been good would have been a simple trip and gone, but no, it was much more than that, the speed of Ibuki was strong enough to throw them both and not only that but Ibuki was accidentally kissing the boy.
At first she stayed in shock, It wasn’t the first kiss of Ibuki, but if wa the first kiss with this guy, she move away and watch him while she blush, it was rare that the girl ran out of words, but at this time nothing came of her mouth.
friendly-sociopath replied to your post “M!A There are now two akanes! However one is pure and innocent, while the other is dark and evil. they must be in at least a 50 meter radius of each other, however. lasts for 3 days!”
// And then RP with me--
Naturally, naturally- no worries there man, hehehe...
