#guy shishio

[dynared]

KINGS OF M by Oniika

[duckiesandlemons]

This has been an OOC post

SO APPARENTLY WE HAVE TO KISS LIKE ASAP GUY.  EVERYONE IS INSISTING.

APPARENTLY THE FATE OF THE WORLD DEPENDS ON G AND J KISSES

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Title:  Thunder Thighs Rating:  T for Teen Characters:  Guy Shishioh, Soldat J, others Summary:  Guy has the best legs this side of G-Island.  J wants to make sure people know not to touch.  With bonus BP at the end. Warnings:  Silliness, utter silliness

“J, what—“

“Claiming what’s mine,” J mumbled and then Guy yelped when one of his thighs was squeezed.

J was soothing his head with an ice pack later but he was pretty sure his message got across to the kitten.

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“I think that’s taking it a bit too far.”

“Captain hasn’t complained yet, though.”

EnRyu and HyoRyu were watching as Guy walked around, dealing with normal business as always.  The only thing different was that, standing out as a sharp contrast on Guy’s GGG uniform was a pastel green lacy garter.  It made the two pause and stare at it, wondering what possessed their Captain to wear that. 

“Guy, you do know you wear those underneath your clothing,” Mikoto’s voice rang out.  The two couldn’t tell where since they were still trying to figure out the puzzle of what their Captain was wearing.

“Ah, yeah, but J insisted that people needed to see it and sort of heckled me into it.  It was cute…so…”

That explained a lot.  The two went back to drinking their fuel.  Red Planet customs were difficult, it seemed.

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“You should definitely show off some of what you got!”

Guy gave a distressed noise for help when the shop keeper sunk her claws into his arm, dragging him away from the jeans and towards….more jeans but they were shorts and a little too short and that was a khaki pair and—

“Daisy Dukes would be perfect for you!”

The shop keeper had led him to a section of booty shorts, happily going through their selection to choose something that would be right with him.  “But I…really don’t wear these,” he said.  He was attempting reason, something to snap her mind from the fact that he would look good in booty shorts.  She gave a hum, stepping back and putting a pair up to him (and since when did they have shorts made for men or was that just a larger pair?) and appraising how he looked.

“Well, yeah, but maybe you could wear it for a special someone?”

Special someone?

“Like, I noticed your pants are fraying around your thighs and there’s some holes there, not to mention that, like, the outside seems a bit worn too—like someone’s been grabbing them.  So, I was thinking that maybe you totally have a super special someone!”

It was unnerving how perceptive she was.

“…so how would these help?”

“Rad.  Okay, so, like, if your super special someone likes  touching and grabbing you along your thighs wearing these maximizes skin on skin contact and you don’t totes ruin your jeans.  Just try a pair out, it’ll be great.”

Guy was a little disturbed at how knowledgeable this shop keeper was.  His only response to his flat stare was the popping of her gum.

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“Welcome back, J!”

J was…it was rare he was stunned (he met most things about earth culture with a blank face, a stoic personality that brushed most oddities off) but this seemed to be one of those moments.  Standing there, most likely on his way to the kitchen, in a pair of extremely short shorts and showing off long, lean, really nice legs, was Guy Shishioh.  J opened his mouth to say something but shut it again, just approaching the brunette and pulling him into a hug.  Guy easily returned it, content with the hug, and maybe J could just inch his hands a little lower, run it across the skin of Guy’s thighs—

J did not expect to be pinned to the floor and with lips against his. 

An overall good day, yes.

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Out of all the Braves to get into it, they were not expecting Power Joe and Shadowmaru to get into an argument.  Power Joe and Gunmax, yes, but Power Joe and Shadowmaru…not really.  “It’s not just all leg you know, there’s gotta be some up top too,” Power Joe insisted, making motions towards his chest area.  In the background Duke looked…extremely mortified.

“More up top doesn’t necessarily mean anything,” the ninja replied.  “Sometimes the simpler things you have to look for work out too.”  Gunmax gave a sharp laugh and Deckerd buried his face in his hands.

“What have you been looking for?”

“Merely the same as you.”

“Robot chassis and robot thighs, who would have thought,” McCrane commented dryly (thankfully Yuuta and Drill Boy were out on a simple patrol), earning him an indignant shout from Duke.

[geekotakunerd]

[duckiesandlemons]

#11-Inspiration

Title:  in the corners of his mind he thinks  Rating:  G Characters:  Guy Shishioh,  Soldat-J Summary:  They bring out the best in each other whether they realize it or not. Warnings:  Uhhh, slight slash if you squint and tilt your head to the side

“Fight me, Cyborg Guy!”

They were words that kept on ringing in Guy’s mind, loud, clear, and haunting.  In his sleep, in battle, in everyday life they kept on swirling around in his head.  A challenge from Soldat-J, issued so long ago when the cyborg soldier was still under the control of EI-01, that Guy was determined to accept.  He remembered the almost defeat, the almost sting of death, and he determined it would never happen again.  Now he faces the almost defeat, the almost of not being good enough—

And that doesn’t settle right with Guy.

He strives to be J’s equal, an opposing force that could neither overcome nor be conquered.  Guy wants to prove he’s worthy, prove that he can face King J-Der and hold his own despite the extremes in height.  He wants to prove that he can take down the Primevals by himself and present himself as an ally. 

“Fight me, Cyborg Guy!”

They are words of strength for Guy.  Words he pulls power from when not even courage alone can pull him through, when not even the knowledge that his friends are there to help could bring his mind from dark crevices. 

One day he will face J with confidence.  One day they will call each other “friend.” 

[duckiesandlemons]

Oh, and here's your invite.  I apologize in advance for the crass language.

[it-ya-bean]

HERRU ANDO HEVAAAAAAAAANNN