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So apparently, [personal profile] mako_lies has been writing porn ALL DAY. And by "porn", I mean "a thoughtful masterpiece that culminates in a sexy, sexy threeway." And by "culminates", I mean "climaxes several times."

Or so I've heard. <cough>

ANYWAYS, in a further show of support, I decided I'd through up another excerpt from my timetravel WIP. We fanfic writers gotta support each other how we can. <SOLIDARITY>

ALSO: I'm now at 5600 words, and I don't think I'm halfway done. SO.



Snow grabbed his hand. "Don't touch it."

Hope glared back, unable to suppress the juvenile anger that suddenly bubbled up. I'm a big man now, Snow. Fuck off. "Why?"

Snow glanced down -- not as far down as another Snow had had to, but for the time being, this Snow was still two years older and three inches taller -- and flashed one of his stupid, stupid, stupid "I can save everyone!" smiles. "The touchpads have a built-in fingerprint analysis protocol; one wrong touch, and we're locked out."

Hope jerked his hand out of Snow's grasp, his anger worse for having been so foolish, for being so childish.

"You alright, kiddo?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Let's just get this over with."

"Alright! Now, if you'll just give me a moment..." Snow pulled out the small datastick Fang had prepared, the one that would disrupt PSICOM's communication network, and started to feel around for a dataport. "It's gotta be somewhere... ah-hah!"

Hope waited in tense silence, trying to ignore the bandana-wearing idiot's humming. Finally -- "How's it going?" Hope snapped.

"Okay! I think I'm hooked in. NORA: 1, PSICOM: 0! Now let's..."

The screen flashed red, and somewhere a klaxon began to blare. "What did you do?" Hope asked, reaching for his gunblade as he turned toward the door.

"I don't know! Everything should be... oh no. No. No. No."

And then Snow was smashing the monitor with his fists -- "No!" -- the spiderweb cracks spreading across the screen -- "NO!"

Hope touched his earpiece. "Fang, what's going on?"

No reply.

"She set us up, Hope," Snow said, breathing heavily. "The code, man. It didn't disrupt the communication network. Whatever was on that datastick is killing the Euride Gorge fal'Cie from the inside out."

On cue, a mechanical voice interrupted the klaxon: "Warning, warning. Meltdown imminent. Please evacuate immediately. Warn--"

With a yell, Snow pulled the monitor off of the wall and sent it flying into the loudspeaker. The voice stopped.

Hope rubbed his forehead, calculating. He had seen the fal'cie Kujata go critical before. Major collateral damage. Potential damage to Cocoon's exterior shell. Long-term ecological impact. Political and social destablization...

Oh, and apparently Fang was still an unreformed terrorist.

Nope, this timeline was dead. He started to program another jump, far enough back that he could prevent this... but how far back? Maybe if he...?

"You bugging out?" Snow rasped, interrupting Hope's thoughts.

The younger man didn't look up. "I told you when we first met, Snow. This was always a possibility."

And because he hadn't looked up, Snow's fist connecting with his chin came as a total surprise.

There was a moment, ever so brief, where Hope realized that he didn't have to swing back. But then he realized he wanted to, and fuck it all, this world was dying anyways.

Snow had just started to shout something -- "You're a coward, H--" -- when Hope's retort slammed into his face, and the fight was on. Hope blocked Snow's counter, but didn't see Snow's headbutt; knocked down, Hope kicked up and out, right into Snow's knee. And then Snow was down, too, and they were rolling on the ground, punching and kicking and biting.

It was the sort of fight that no one really won.

"Fuck," Snow finally said, sliding down the wall across from Hope. The adrenaline mixed with the hopelessness of the situation, and he started to laugh.

But Hope wasn't laughing. "I hate you, Snow," he said, blood and sweat dripping from his face as he shook.

Snow kept chuckling. "Oh, come on already. Just what the hell is your problem with me?"

"You make promises you can't keep, Snow. You want to protect everyone, and you always fail. Always."

"Look, man. This place is going to blow any moment. You need --"

"I was your groomsman, once," Hope spat. "What a happy marriage that was, for the two months it lasted. You made a promise to your new wife --"

Snow had stopped laughing. "Hope."

"-- that you'd always love and protect her, and never leave her side. And guess who ended up having to cradle her while she died, Snow? Wasn't you, you bastard. There she was, gored by some king behemoth --"

"Hope, please."

"-- and she was coughing up blood, begging for you to come. And here I am, lying to her, telling her that her husband is going to be there any minute. Of course, you were late. And then you couldn't even attend the funeral. Oh, no --"

"Stop it, Hope."

"-- you'd think you were the only person that's ever lost a loved one. Fuck your responsibilities, fuck the fact that you have people who are counting on you, you go out and find the damn behemoth that killed your wife, and you beat it to death with your fists."

Snow had closed his eyes.

"You were crippled after that. Splintered fingers, broken wrists, the works. Brain damaged for good measure, too. Whatever made you you, just... wasn't there any more. And guess who ended up having to shoulder the burden, Snow? But you didn't have the grace to die. Nooo, you just kept hanging around, a complete waste of a man, always reminding me that, no, I'd have to be the one to lead the patrols, and help recover supplies, and build homes, and kill wildlife, and be strong, and..."

"... and volunteer to go back in time," Snow quietly finished.

"It should have been you, Snow. You're the hero. You're always the hero."

Hope leaned his head back. "You couldn't even show up to tell me good-bye."

After a moment, Snow started to pull himself up. "So... was she Serah?"

Hope wiped the tears off of his face. "... yeah."

"Makes sense."

"Of course it makes sense. You love her in every damn world I visit."

Snow started to limp across the room, toward the sitting Hope. "And let me guess. I probably called you 'my best little man'?" He laughed at Hope's reaction. "hahah, that'd be just the sorta of thing that I'd say."

"You're a prick in every timeline, Snow."

Snow offered a hand down to Hope. "I can't help who I am."

Hope took it. "I can't keep doing this, Snow. I can't."

Snow slapped his hands on Hope's shoulders. "Look at me. Look at me, kiddo." That got Hope's attention. "Oh damn, that's going to swell."

And then he was deadly serious. "You're the only man that can do this, Hope. I never could have. You told me yourself -- the first time I lost someone I cared about, I cracked immediately. You, you have to live with everyone you love dying again, and again, and again."

"But..."

"Look. What have we learned here today?" Snow paused, continuing only after it was clear that Hope wasn't going to speak up. "Unless you do something drastic, Fang's loyalties are always going to be suspect."

"Seriously. What a bitch."

"That's the spirit. And I'm always going to be a patronizing bastard."

"I knew that already."

"Well, try this one on for size: whether you like it or not, I'm always going to be there for you, kiddo. Whatever timeline you end up in, we're in this together. You're never alone. And that's a promise I can keep."

Date: 2011-08-05 03:07 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] nal_rene
SNOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hope so loves Snow all the time... He just doesn't want to admit it. Though the real bromance is totally between Snow and Sazh. Totally. But...

This is really great Lowkey. I'm excited.

Date: 2011-08-05 04:43 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] mako_lies
/may or may not be a closet Snow/Hope shipper. (Because, obviously, it should be Light/Snow/Hope)

Date: 2011-08-05 05:17 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] danchekker
YES. This is my party, and I end up shipping my party unfortunately frequently. But, you know, they work so well together! Except there's that whole bit where Snow is totally in love with another person and his relationship with Lightning is actually pretty abusive most of the time - WHATEVER. It works in my head.

You know what?

Date: 2011-08-05 05:23 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] danchekker
I want to pretend that the last post had this icon.

Date: 2011-08-05 05:29 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] mako_lies
Well, you know. Lightning gets over the abusive bit towards the end of game. And UM. Serah is sixteen and doesn't know what she wants? XD

Date: 2011-08-05 07:29 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] mako_lies
SAME HERE :D :D

Date: 2011-08-05 07:30 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] mako_lies
OBVIOUSLY, what the world needs is Fang/Hope/Snow/Light.

CLEARLY.

Date: 2011-08-05 07:32 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] mako_lies
Obviously, it would need to be SERAH/SAZH/VANILLE. Clearly.

Date: 2011-08-05 07:36 pm (UTC)

Date: 2011-08-05 08:03 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] mako_lies
IKR, ISN'T IT EPIC?

GOD, DELITA. YOU'RE SUCH A JACKASS. BUT I LOVE YOU ANYWAY.

Date: 2011-08-06 09:26 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] mako_lies
Ahaha, I use it enough. XD

Date: 2011-08-05 04:00 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] mako_lies
This is awesome! Wonderful! ♥

Date: 2011-08-05 04:01 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] mako_lies
Fic: 8,000 words, maybe halfway


Zell stretches, bends, touches his toes, launches up into a flying kick, grins, twists around, punches at a nonexistent enemy, drops and rolls, then leaps onto the bed. It creaks, protesting, and he punches it hard.

Definitely a victory. He tugs the blankets up, because damn, Trabia's colder than he remembers, and he remembers it being pretty damn cold. The ceiling's white and he finds himself missing his room at home, with the glowing stars him and Selphie and Rinoa had put up, and he can't repress the grin.

Hopefully, the rebuilding doesn't take too long. It makes Selphie sad--and Selphie shouldn't ever have to be sad, because she has a great smile--and it means they can't go home, and he's starting to miss everyone.

Rinoa and her willingness to help him and Selphie with all their crazy plots; Quistis and her knack for stopping those crazy plots; Squall and his disapproving scowl that's mostly fake because he's trying not to smile. Zell settles back into the bed that's not nearly as comfortable as his bed at home, but it's good enough, considering that Trabia's still a wreck.

He'll have to check in with Irvine at some point. Man's not much for mechanics or building, so he's on guard duty, which, as a sniper, he's pretty well-suited for, but that means he's not around a whole lot.

Zell frowns, wonders how Selphie and Irvine's relationship is holding up, and then yawns.

Selphie'd probably say something if something was going wrong, and Irvine'd be here right now if he thought Selphie was having problems, so Zell figures he shouldn't worry and sleep captures him and he's out.

Date: 2011-08-05 07:28 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] mako_lies
I'm at 9,000 words, and still have two chapters to write. XD

Date: 2011-08-05 07:38 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] mako_lies
And there has hardly been any porn. <.

Date: 2011-08-05 07:40 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] mako_lies
That's what I said. I fail at writing porn, apparently. Plot keeps getting in the way, XD

Date: 2011-08-05 08:03 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] mako_lies
When in doubt, add gay sex.

Date: 2011-08-05 08:04 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] mako_lies
Obviously, it would be a universe with a genderbent!Lightning.

Date: 2011-08-05 08:08 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] mako_lies
jfdkfdjfkfjdjdkfjdf it would be awesome!