Friday, November 30, 2012

Companions.

Characters: Jack (the trolls one, before he became Slick), Karkat.
Notes: This one is almost half a year old and I can't remember why I wrote it, but I presume it was around the time I was all over Jack + Karkat interactions so. I have a feeling it might not be one hundred percent canon accurate? It follows on the time Jack and Karkat were exploring and beating foes together, following operation regisurp. Beware the crappy.

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Quite frankly, this was goddamn uncomfortable and absolutely fucking awful on all possible thinkable ways. Too much awful touching, way too cuddly and horribly mushy for his tastes, and the worst part is that he was unable to escape this hellish torture.

This was almost as bad as watching them fucking kissing each other.

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Spades Slick de bolsillo.

Personajes: Spades Slick, Snowman.
Notas: ¿Qué pasaría si Slick, por andares al azar del destino, se hiciera más pequeño? Un fragmento corto.

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El universo, ahora mucho más alta (enorme) le miraba curiosa y detenidamente, vigilando cada uno de sus movimientos, mientras él trataba de devolver la misma intensidad con la que era observado, como si fuera a matarla en cualquier instante.

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Untitled.

Characters: Kirino. Non explicit mentions of Shindou.
Notes: A very little something written when that info about Kirino being jealous of Shindou's progress was going around, and after the first two episodes of Jeanne's arc, though I think this could apply best for the last episode. Filling the angst and drama quota I guess.

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His breath hitched laboriously, fists and teeth clenched as he lay on the dirt, beaten, defeated; so useless, so worthless.

Sin titulo.

Personajes: Shindou, Kirino.
Notas: Childhood escrito, por que por razones de debilidad no me pude resistir. Aunque no se de donde salio esto. Ambientado 10 años antes del GO, especificamente en el Aliea arc de la primera serie, o algo asi.

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Con los ataques de aliens sucitandose por todo Japón, los padres de Shindou habían optado por viajar al exterior (más concretamente Europa) hasta que las cosas se hubiesen calmado.

El pequeño de solo 4 años, observaba con ojos vidriosos (y de pie en el asiento para poder ver mejor) a su amigo Kirino a traves de la ventana de la limo, apoyando su minuscula manita en la superficie fria y tratando con todas sus fuerzas de no romper en llanto. Al menos no de nuevo.