wordsworn: (TOTAL MASTERPIECE HERE.)
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A/N: Oneshot, once again TOTALLY RP-influenced, this time from an AU that [personal profile] its_game_time and I came up with. Picks up from where this thread (if you choose "Option B" the first time, and also the second time it splits) left off, and takes the aftermath of that situation to one possible (and let's face it, likely the most probable) conclusion.

Summary: Mikado goes to confront Masami’s ex-boyfriend. What he finds, and how the encounter goes, is not at all what he expects.

(Alternately: SHOWDOWN!! THE QUIETLY FEARSOME DRAGON EMPEROR OF THE DOLLARS VS. THE ALWAYS-SMILING FORMER RED PRINCE OF THE YELLOW SCARVES!!)

Wandelkoning: Zwischenschach. )
wordsworn: My clockwork heart counts the seconds; I have no time for anyone but myself. (Vibrant [colours & imagination.])
A/N: Oneshot Kurapika drabble, RE: revenge, selfishness, and Neon Nostrade. And just as a quick note--this is NOT a pairing fic; it’s rather the opposite, really…or more what Kurapika’s thoughts are actually likely to be regarding Neon. Which means zero fluff here.

Kurapika. ‘Skin Deep’ )
wordsworn: My clockwork heart counts the seconds; I have no time for anyone but myself. (Default)
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Written for a prompt I found over at [livejournal.com profile] dgmkinkmeme forever ago; this fic has been half-done for almost as long, and I only recently found and unearthed and finished it up. I didn’t exactly stick with the prompt because…my strange little mind had ideas of its own where the plot should go, I guess, and while I do love Lavi/Lena, I love Kanda/Lena also, and everything must be angst when love is involved especially when it's Lavi, etc. etc.

So, er. …ENJOY…?


Lavi, Lenalee, Kanda. 'Writing Her A Happy Ending.' )
wordsworn: My clockwork heart counts the seconds; I have no time for anyone but myself. (Default)
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[A/N: Eh, I decided to split this chapter into two, since I’m done with the first half and haven’t been able to focus on the latter half just yet. Why make y’all wait any longer than I have to? Besides, ending with an unlucky thirteen chapters total amuses me. :3]

Link to this cross-posted in the comments of Round 1 @ [livejournal.com profile] norsekink.


{ .XI. } {In Which The Truth Finally Comes Out} )
wordsworn: My clockwork heart counts the seconds; I have no time for anyone but myself. (Vibrant [colours & imagination.])
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[A/N: MAJOR APOLOGIES FOR SLOWNESS, NO THIS FIC IS NOT DEAD. I’ve just been very busy with work, class, and RL, and before that I had to focus all my attentions on getting this little number ready for Dragon*Con 2011. :3 (…Uh, I’m the one on the left, in case you were wondering, haha. And yes, I am a huge geek, but if you’ve read this far then I don’t doubt you already know that full well.) /ALL THE REGULAR LAME-ASS EXCUSES, orz

Anyway, just two more chapters after this one, then it’s on to a few other (probably mostly one-shot) Thor-fics for me! I can only hope that my writing has found favour enough with you, gentle readers, that you’ll give my further attempts an equal chance. :]

Also…the way this chapter ends is admittedly a little silly, but the mental image made it too funny for me to resist.

Link to this cross-posted in the comments of Round 1 @ [livejournal.com profile] norsekink.]


{ .X. } {In Which Loki Is Shown To Be A Momma’s Boy & Thor Insists On Being His Brother’s Keeper, With Predictable Results} )
wordsworn: My clockwork heart counts the seconds; I have no time for anyone but myself. (Flynn + Yuri [BFFs / BROFIST])
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A/N: ….Gimme dem +75 points. B] At least 75. Also ARGH THIS IS SO, SO LATE and I had way too much time to brood over it and sort-of over-thought EVERYTHING, as you’ll doubtless be able to tell, and it just rambled on and on and on until I had 22 pages in Word. :| HOPE THIS IS STILL ACCEPTABLE, PHASE. 8[

Flynn, Yuri. 'Not At All, Or All In All.'  )
wordsworn: My clockwork heart counts the seconds; I have no time for anyone but myself. (Default)
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A/N: Sorry for slowness! This ended up being another long chapter, and that other one-shot fic ate my brain for a few days there. Anyway--any Discworld fans out there? :3 If so, maybe you’ll catch a certain something, and maybe you won’t since it’s super-tiny.

And if you’re not a Discworld fan, then SHAME ON YOU YOU SHOULD BE. Or else we can’t be friends. Just sayin’. |3

…Also, the slight (very slight and one-sided, because this is GEN!BRO-FIC, with no pairings rly) Loki/Sif hints in this chapter are blamed solely on dedicated to [livejournal.com profile] fialleril. ;3

Link to this cross-posted in the comments of Round 1 @ [livejournal.com profile] norsekink.


{ .IX. } {In Which Loki Goes Through Frost Giant Menopause, Sort Of, & Thor Still Kind Of Fails At Understanding Everything In General} )
wordsworn: My clockwork heart counts the seconds; I have no time for anyone but myself. (Default)
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Summary: Police Inspector Kurt Wallander is struggling to accept having shot and killed another man, even though it was clearly self-defense…so he turns to a colleague whose hands he knows are no more clean than his own.

A/N: Written in response to the events of “Faceless Killers”, with the end of “One Step Behind” kept in mind--this will make little sense to anyone who isn't familiar with the show and what happened at the end of Season 1: Episode 3. It's a ‘missing scene’ of sorts, perhaps. Because I process things through writing, apparently.


[Wallander, Martinsson. ‘Mens Rea.’]
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“How do you do it?”

Magnus Martinsson, busily typing away at his computer, glanced up briefly, but didn’t pause in his typing. “Do what?” he asked after a short pause, his eyes focused on the glowing screen before him once again.

Kurt Wallander just stood there for a second, looking even more rumpled and lost than usual. “I…I dunno,” he sighed, seeming almost ready to drop the subject before he’d even breached it. “Just…live with yourself, I guess. I mean, after…” He cast about the room, looking everywhere but his younger colleague, rubbing his two-day stubble unconsciously. After a moment the rubbing shifted to cover the rest of his face, his eyes in particular; then he dropped his hand to his side and released another heavy breath. “It’s just, I never thought…I never thought I’d take the life of another man. Ever. And now I have to live with that for the rest of my life.”

Martinsson was quiet for a long moment, but his fingers had gone still over the computer’s keys. “Well, in my case,” he said at last, still not looking over at the other man, his voice soft, his words clipped and clearly carefully chosen, “I just think about what would have happened if I hadn’t pulled that trigger.” Now he did look at Wallander, his expression set and grim; but his eyes were steady, if harder than they’d once been, and there was no blame, no guilt there. “I mean…what would I have to live with then?”
wordsworn: My clockwork heart counts the seconds; I have no time for anyone but myself. (Default)
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A/N: And since this is movieverse!Thor and therefore there IS no “canon” RE: Svartalfheim and the Dark Elves …I really just Did What I Want. |D In Norse mythology most of the time the Dark Elves seem to basically = Dwarves, but that’s not the case in the Marvelverse, so I went with that. Dwarves have their own planet, Nidavellir.

Cross-posted in the comments of Round 1 @ [livejournal.com profile] norsekink.


{ .V. } {In Which Loki Learns Of Thor’s Idea & Has The First Of Several Bad Days, And Thor Plays Whack-A-Mole} )
wordsworn: My clockwork heart counts the seconds; I have no time for anyone but myself. (Default)
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A/N: …And as I wrote this chapter, I discovered that there was a LOT more story here than I’d first thought. I was planning on sort-of glossing over their ~GREAT QUEST~ but…I liked the idea so much that it took off and carried me with it. So apparently we’re gonna have this crazy ZOMG YEY ADVENTURR detour, and then have a go at the more crack-y aspect.

Cross-posted in the comments of Round 1 @ [livejournal.com profile] norsekink.


{ .IV. } {In Which Thor Has An Idea} )
wordsworn: My clockwork heart counts the seconds; I have no time for anyone but myself. (Vibrant [colours & imagination.])
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A/N: ...fffff What is this why am I even. And A CHAPTER-FIC NO LESS. Ah well...I saw this prompt and the plot bunny came at me like the Killer Rabbit in that Monty Python movie--latched on and wouldn't let go, took no prisoners, blood everywhere, general messy business. BUT SUCH IS A WRITER'S LIFE.

Cross-posted in the comments of Round 1 @ [livejournal.com profile] norsekink.


{ .I. } {In Which Odin Proves Himself An A+ Father, Really} )
wordsworn: My clockwork heart counts the seconds; I have no time for anyone but myself. (Vibrant [colours & imagination.])
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A/N: …I’ve had the vague idea of this story lurking in the depths of my mind, and have been wanting to write it for ages…but the plotbunny only bit me just now.

Largely inspired by these two pieces of fanart. Listened to this song and this song pretty much the whole time I wrote it.

Flynn Scifo. 'Wake.'  )
wordsworn: My clockwork heart counts the seconds; I have no time for anyone but myself. (So very true.)
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"The villany you teach me, I will execute, and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction."


...Written because a while back, I happened to mention that I rather liked Yuugao, minor character as she is, and the person I was talking with said she was "kinda plain", always SO SRS, and prettymuch thoroughly unremarkable. This is true...and yet, in a way, I still think these two have the potential to be very much alike...


Sasuke, Yuugao. 'If It Will Feed Nothing Else.'  )

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