askerian | AUUUUGH. writing meme?

I... want to write. But not Naruto things. Maybe FF7 things, but not one of the two multiparts I already have. Maybe Katekyo Hitman Reborn things, maybe Dragonball Z, maybe Ofic things, maybe maybe maybe. I don't know. I can't make up my mind.

I've got this list of 100 prompts, conveniently numbered from 1 to 100.

Give me a number, give me two or three characters, and let's see what happens. It's alright if two of you accidentally land on the same number. I make no promises about actually managing to write anything, because I suck like that, but even if out of 30 prompts I only manage to write three I'll consider it a success.

Eligible fandoms:
my o-fics (mermaids in space, cercle, brea&james, the Tyr nano story), FF7, Dragonball Z (huh, I need to come up with saiyajin OCs for that fandom, now that I'm thinking about it), Gundam Wing, Katekyo Hitman Reborn, Avatar the Last Airbender, Seirei no Moribito, ~~Bleach~~ no more bleach, Yuyu Hakusho. Maaaaybe the teamwork OCs or any other fanfic OCs of mine if someone's interested, but then again I don't know.

Please no crossovers today.

ORIGINAL FICTION
Breanna & James, 27. Foreign - Tyr Anderson & Neve Serrano, 37. Eyes - Tyr story, Xiang Lin, 6. Break Away -

FINAL FANTASY 7
Sephiroth/Cloud (kinda restoreverse), 13. Misfortune -

AVATAR THE LAST AIRBENDER
Zuko&Toph, 30. Under The Rain - Azula&Zuko, 42. Standing still - -

DRAGONBALL Z
ChichiGoku, 42. Standing Still - BulmaVegeta, 76. Broken Pieces -

GUNDAM WING
Wufei, Duo, heero, Preventers, 77. Test - -

FAN-CHARACTERS
Teamwork, Sakura prequel, Yumeko&Hiroshi, 99. Solitude - -

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Please no more asking for numbers I've already written a ficlet for (it's cheating now that you guys know what it stands for!)

*shakes fist at

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Breanna wandered off so often they didn't even panic about it anymore, they just sighed and said "your turn".

Joanne found her that day, bright red plastic rake lifted high in threat, and the usual "no, put that down" was out of her lips before she understood the bright red spread of blood on the girl's sleeve.

Then she took a step closer and saw the wolf, bigger than three of little Breanna, flattened in the dust and looking utterly panicked.

Two days later a very sorry man and his lawyer were coming by to ask how one might go about adopting a five-year-old werewolf.

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...I'm so, so very predictable.

FF7, Cloud and whoever you want, lucky thirteen.

When Sephiroth doubled back, he found Cloud seated on a jutting rock at the side of the road, staring at his bike. The Fenrir was propped up against another rock, at the end of a trail of motor oil. The splatters had reached an impressive size toward the end.

He stopped his own bike in the middle of the street, arched an eyebrow at Cloud's somber expression. "Strife?" he asked, pointedly.

"No pieces to fix that," Cloud replied.

He sounded somewhat incredulous. Sephiroth quirked his eyebrow a bit higher. Huh.

"... I had no idea this kind of failure could even happen, and now it's the third time in a week --" Cloud exhaled forcefully and got up on his feet. "Nevermind."

"I would offer to take a look," Sephiroth said slowly, aware that Cloud was already starting to bristle with territorial impulses, "But I was never interested in learning more than how to change a tyre."

Cloud stared at him for a second, as if Sephiroth had just admitted that all those times they'd sparred he'd been winging it and he really didn't have a clue about swordplay as anything else than 'flail it around, see what happens'. It was unexpectedly entertaining.

He didn't think Strife would find Sephiroth mentioning he'd always had mechanics to fix those pesky details for him very endearing, though. He sobered up.

"Midgar is still five hours away. I suggest you hide the bike and come back later with a truck. Unless you'd rather stay and wait for me to arrange something?" he inquired, sure that would get him a 'no'. "I don't believe this area is particularly rich in monsters..."

"Or," Cloud replied, "I could get my PHS and call someone now."

Or that, yes. "Who will still be five hours away."

Strife stared at him for a minute, eyes narrowed like he suspected Sephiroth of various nefarious things. In the end he seemed to be unable to figure out anything to suspect him for, and shrugged.

"Ah, hell, why not. I'll come back tomorrow." A sigh. "Just let me get the swords..."

Sephiroth watched in undisguised amusement as Strife proceeded to pull out a half-dozen blades from the bike. "Have you ever heard of 'less is more'?" he inquired silkily. Cloud sent a black glare his way.

"I don't want to hear that from you, Mr. Seven Feet Long."

He heaved, pulling the heavy bike straight, and started pushing it toward a couple of big rocks. Sephiroth personally thought there was little risk it would be stolen even if left in plain sight -- the road they'd taken was often deserted for days on end, and no one but a SOLDIER could have handled the thing in the first place. Granted, someone might still want it for pieces...

"With my luck I'm going to come back to find nothing left but the handlebars," Strife said as he trudged back down to the road.

Sephiroth let out an almost silent chuckle.

"... So." Cloud holstered the pieced-together sword and sized him up.

"Did you perhaps want to drive?" Sephiroth inquired, with a hint of incredulous politeness that meant surely he must be dreaming if he thought that was going to happen.

For a second Cloud's eyes glinted in challenge, but apparently the god-given right of a man to drive his own bike wasn't something he dared to challenge. "... Nah." Sighing, he walked up to the bike and swung his leg over the seat.

Being much cheaper than Strife's Fenrir, the seat wasn't long enough to allow him to do that without brushing against Sephiroth's shoulders, or, once seated, to prevent his thighs from bracketing Sephiroth's hips. The contact made him shuffle in his seat, looking for a better position for a few seconds before admitting that there wasn't any.

Sephiroth stared ahead at the dusty road, and considered with mild bewilderment the little flutter of warmth and interest curling in his belly.

That was... perhaps not entirely unexpected, in hindsight.

"... What are you looking at?"

"Merely contemplating the drag of your sword against the wind and its effect on fuel use," he lied smoothly, and revved the engine.

"Hey, stop dissing the sword already," Cloud retorted, and he grabbed for Sephiroth's shoulder to keep from being thrown off.

Perhaps this was Cloud Strife's unlucky day, but Sephiroth found he couldn't quite agree.

Oh this was awesome. Your Sephiroth makes me giggle, dissin' Cloud's swords. *grins*

*GLEE*

I love it! Thank you so much!

It's full of great lines, and I love the way that Cloud and Sephiroth have similar trains of thought, and the swords, and Seph gets turned on, and the god-given right of a man to drive his own bike --> LOL and *GLEE*.

♥ Because an amused Sephiroth makes for an amused and happy me.

I do believe I have fallen in love with your icon.

Just sayin'. ^_^

IKR! ♥ ♥ ♥ I would dearly love to find and fangirl the creator, but alas, I have no idea who made it. I am a major fan of Kurama and the whole YYH gang though. :D

It was fun. My impression of Cloud's swords is/was...pick one and stick with it! and Your hair is spikey, you have many spikes, I get it.

Also, fridge logic kicked in, why not carry the bike mister super strong solider guys?

<3 <3

Mr Seven Feet Long

Best line evar!

"I don't want to hear that from you, Mr. Seven Feet Long."

AHEM ! *coughmentalimagecough*

Anyway, loved it like anything you write. Your Seph is awesome, and Cloud is ahhhhhhn. Not backing down one bit even faced with Sephiroth's awesomeness. Love him. And the little kinky taste at the end... *squee*

I wanted 13! D: Don't actually feel like prompting her, but I like that number anyway. XDD I think the result is awesome anyway tho. ♥ ♥ ♥

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