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[Meme] Prequel/Sequel [Multi-Fandom]

Well, it's not like I'm bored or not busy or blocked... I've actually got my hands full! I just happen to also be a hyperactive fool! :D so meme tiemz.(Idea for this meme was taken from an author I hardly ever read anymore but used to totally stalk.)

Playyyy with meeeee

Rules:
1. You may request either a prequel or a sequel of any of my finished fanfics.
2. Expect this prequel or sequel to fit inside one comment box, but if inspired you may get more.
3. Of any unfinished fic, you may request for one paragraph to be written.
4. Specify at what point in time you want this paragraph (beginning, middle, end, or between this-and-this point).
5. Whether you are requesting from a finished or unfinished fic, if you so desire, you may request a certain character's pov. (Note that this increases the difficulty for me and decreases your chance of being answered.)
6. Please only request once per person. After I have filled yours, you may request again.

Finished fic:
(Code Geass) Becoming Clean / Child / Decayed / Fluff / Getting It / Glass / Nothing in Yourself
(Hikaru no Go) Concrete / Necropolis / The Hurricane Quiets
(Tiger & Bunny) To Good Homes

Unfinished fic:
(Code Geass) Deceptions / Duties / Those That Never Leave / In Times of Drought / Spectrums / Ersatz
(Harry Potter) Another Man's Armchair / Opens Eternal / Wet Bones
(Hikaru no Go) Territories
(Tiger & Bunny) Bonjour, Zero / Where He Can Be Found

Okay, go! (: All my friends and anyone who barely comments and even anonymous. I love people. I haven't been interacting with people enough. Playyyyyyy

EDIT: In honor of completing all initial prompts, here's part 2-- and this time, I remembered I have a porn journal. Prompt away, my dears, I am only too happy to fill.

Ineligible:
Duties: paragraph near end (paragraph near beginning and paragraph near middle still open)
Becoming Clean: sequel (prequel still open)
Child: sequel (prequel still open)
Glass: sequel (I will not be doing a prequel for this)
Spectrums Series: (I will not be doing a prequel for this. The "prequel" is actually the original, and written by Shirogiku)
Anything from porn journal that is not mentioned below:

Eligible from porn journal: Forms / Decayed Side Story / Consummations / Symmetry / Discipline / Fix

(Part 1 still open unless noted.)

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I need moar disfunctional Daddyzaku! Sequel to Duties ♥

l-lol all I ever do is request fics from you, my dear

Edited 2011-11-12 18:51 (UTC)

lol I love it when you request from me, my dear. ♥

Duties is unfinished. It has notes and everything. I fully intend to continue it one day. Therefore, sorry, you only get a paragraph or so.

Would you like a paragraph from the beginning, middle, of end?

No problem, I'm curious nontheless.

End)))

"I'm glad you chose what you did in the end."

Suzaku looks over his shoulder with a frown before snapping his suitcase shut. Lelouch and Damien-- no. Nagataka. Lelouch and Nagataka are playing patty-cake. They look comfortable and natural, tiny little hands putting up against Lelouch's long fingers. When Lelouch bows his head, they even have the same inky blackness. And when Lelouch places his large hands on either side of Nagataka's thin little body, his fingers touch. And when Lelouch hoists Suzaku's son into the air, Suzaku has absolutely no fear that he will drop him. Nagataka simply has no fear at all.

Suzaku wants to learn it too: the art of trusting Lelouch.

**inky black hair

damn

Ah...

Patty-cake! Childhood memories *sob* Such a vivid mental image!

Suzaku wants to learn it too: the art of trusting Lelouch.

Gosh, why so bittersweet. [/incoherent; it hurts so good]

Thank youuuuuu --<@

I last played it with my big brother. He is much older than me, and he has a different father. I don't consider him any less than my brother. We lived together as kids with our mom. My childhood home was a teensy little blue house on the industrial side of town. When we moved from it, we had to make several trips. On one of these trips, my other big brother and my mom went and Matt and I stayed behind. It was afternoon; the house was mostly empty; I was six, he was fourteen.

We played pattycake and other hand games, waiting in the open doorway, saying goodbye to our old house and our old life. Two kids alone in a lonely, empty house-- but we were happy.

[/random childhood memory that you will probably see snuck into Duties, lol]

Because I'm evil I'll request a sequel to 'Becoming Clean'. An ending paragraph would be nice <33

I once considered continuing Becoming Clean but have since decided to keep it a oneshot. So I will write you the entire sequel. (:

Oh <333

Glad to hear that!

"Suzaku-- take it out."

Suzaku freezes but makes no move to withdraw. His mind is still and heavy, not really comprehending Lelouch's words; he's so focused on this one thing right in front of him, and all other desires are background noise. Suzaku blinks away his haze, bites his own lip-- anything to make himself focus. It helps that Lelouch is starting to smack him.

"What?" he asks dumbly.

"I said pull out, dammit! What's wrong with you, stop, get out!"

Lelouch's face is screwed in agony, tears of anger and pain gathering. He blinks them away furiously and punches Suzaku in the shoulder.

"W-why?"

"Because it hurts, Suzaku! You're hurting me!"

"...but Lelouch, we went over this-- it's gonna hurt--"

"I don't give a shit, Suzaku, now pull your dick out or so help me god--"

Suzaku takes a few deep breaths and pulls slowly away, sliding out of Lelouch with a slick sound. Lelouch falls back on the bed, shivering and breathing hard as if he's just run a marathon. Suzaku rubs his hand over his face, not knowing how to feel. (He's sorry that it hurt too much but really, can't Lelouch just... suck it up for now? Because Suzaku really has a problem here--)

(God, what the fuck kind of thought is that?)

Guiltily he strokes the side of Lelouch's face, shushing him gently but not finding it within himself to apologize. Maybe he should. Way to take your boyfriend's virginity, genius-- by hurting him. Nice. Good going. (But god, oh god he's still hard-- maybe they can--)

"Do you want to switch, then?" he asks tentatively, eyeing Lelouch's pretty-much flaccid cock.

Lelouch flails his head in a desperate no. He sounds tired but at least no longer angry as he groans, "That was horrible. Fuck. I don't want to anymore..."

Suzaku shifts and rests his head in his palm. He lets out a weary sigh and spends the next few minutes beating himself mentally. This is not the time-- this is not the time-- but he's never had to deny himself like this. If someone shunted him one night, he'd just find someone else within an hour. But he can't just--

Suzaku swallows. Keeps his tongue. Doesn't suggest what he wants. He finally opens his eyes and sees Lelouch's red face, his watery, doleful eyes looking up at him--

"Sorry," Lelouch grunts.

--and knows what he wants to do, and suddenly he knows he has the power to do it.

"Do you want me to...?" Lelouch asks, blushing hard and trailing off and gesturing vaguely. (Still too shy to say the words except when he's angry. Still too shy to do it with the lights on. Still so--)

"Nah," Suzaku grunts back. With a ruffle of his hair, he lets himself drop to the bed by Lelouch's side. Suzaku tosses his condom and puts his entire mind into ignoring his erection and the monster roaring at the back of his mind.

"You sure?"

"Yeah." No, but he wants to be.

He gathers Lelouch in his arms and they simply lay there, listening to the tick of a clock somewhere in the room. It's torture, it really is, but also--

"I just need time, I think, Suzaku," Lelouch mumbles.

"That's fine. I can give you that."

(He can he can he can.)

--here, now, laying by Lelouch's side, just there, just being with Lelouch, soothing Lelouch and making Lelouch smile again, slowly-- Suzaku feels something new inside. Or maybe not new; maybe it was there all along, but filthy, and Lelouch has taken a scrub to it and--

Suzaku feels something like pride. And something... happy, he decides this foreign feeling must be. Is this how it feels? To love someone? Suzaku knows how he wants things to be now. Forever.

He has the power. He can do it.

(I can, I can, I can, I can)

Hmm, this is so lovely <3 I like that it's optimistic, and still manages to be realistic. Especially Lelouch being scared of sex strikes me as so very real. A lot of fics have people jumping into the fray immediately, but it's nice to have someone address that having sex isn't always easy, and that -- often -- it can be nerve-wracking. And painful.

I like that Suzaku /cares/ enough to wait.

(And I totally meant to reply to this sooner, and not right after an all nighter, in which I am mosttly all :D :D :D!)

Thank you very much for playing with me, and I'm glad you liked it. (:

Poor Suzaku is standing amidst the ocean's waves and trying to keep his feet dug into silky sand. lol

Um. Um.

Could you write the aftermath for Child?

Hu hu hu, certainly my dear. I have many things to write tonight; I am so happy. (:

Thanks~ ♥

They argue about it. Suzaku thinks later to himself that yelling at Lelouch after-- after that probably wasn't the least asshole thing he's ever done in his life. He justifies as much as he can so that he can get to sleep sometime before three in the morning: I wasn't yelling at his problems, just yelling at the fact that he doesn't want to let me in. (That's different, right?)

Suzaku curls on the couch, feet pointed awkwardly at the ankles to fit his whole body on the seats. There's two spare blankets and neither covers him all the way; there's one for his feet and one for his torso, and between them is a slit that lets in the cold air of the living room and makes him shiver. It doesn't help him fall asleep any more than the sight of Lelouch freezing and unresponding or the words they exchanged afterwards.

("Just get out, just get out, get the fuck out before I--"

"You what? What, Lelouch, really, I think I'd really like to hear this. I'm trying to help you and you're going to do-- what?"

And Suzaku saw it in his eyes: Lelouch would... he'd ki--... he would...)

Suzaku slips fitfully, waking every half an hour to change position, widening the gaps in his blankets and exposing himself more and more. Whenever he's aware enough, he hears thumps coming from the hall, and he knows Lelouch has not slept once.

Suzaku wakes to the smells of cooking and shame-facedly drags himself into the kitchen. Except for tired eyes, Lelouch looks much the same as he did before the incident. He even turns around and smiles and says that the eggs will be done in a moment.

Sayoko takes Nunally off to school and Suzaku hangs back. He makes sure to knock into something as he comes back into the kitchen, because Lelouch's back is turned. Lelouch doesn't make any particular movement but to continue with dishwashing, uninterrupted.

"Lelouch," Suzaku whispers. "About last night--"

"Don't mention it, Suzaku." Lelouch voice is suddenly hard once more.

"No, I just-- I shouldn't have pushed... If you don't want to talk about it--"

"I don't."

"Yeah, well... I just wanted to apologize for yelling an--"

"No, Suzaku," Lelouch spits with all the vehemence of last night. "You're not getting it! I don't want to speak of it at all. Last night didn't happen--" Lelouch finally turns to look Suzaku in the eye "--understand?"

And when he looks like that-- when Lelouch looks like that--

Suzaku would do anything for him.

A year and much more later, Suzaku gets at last a rather unsatisfactory but by now rather unextraordinary answer. When he enters the throneroom there is Lelouch, grimly and viciously amused--

--and there is Odysseus, his willing dog, naked and debased, turning tricks.

"Fetch, boy," Lelouch bites out, and he throws a knife that Odysseus, entranced, woofs and fetches with his bleeding mouth. Lelouch glances at his knight with blazing eyes.

Lelouch is nothing if not vengeful. This Suzaku knows well enough by now.

And in that same night, Lelouch calls him to his bedroom and throws him roughly against the bed. Lelouch looms above him, threating, eyes red and inexplicably frightening. He pins Suzaku's shoulders to the sheets but Suzaku reaches up anyway and strokes his cheek.

"Knight of Zero, who am I?"

"You are the emperor of the world, Your Majesty."

"That's right," Lelouch says, and then he descends with teeth bared.

Okay, so I was reading this on my phone today, and my friend came up and surprised me, and I totally screamed. ._. I think maybe it was the end line.

Anyway, I think you got Lelouch down pat right here. Very IC and evocative -- especially the added theatrics with Odysseus.

I think at the end he's seeking affirmation from Suzaku. He doesn't want to be seen as a broken boy. And I don't think Suzaku wants Lelouch to see himself as that either.

Thanks!

LOL I... I guess I'm glad to hear that?! XD ♥

I'm happy you think Lelouch was IC! The original didn't leave a lot of room for him to show off his personality because I had to keep to the prompt.

I might combine the two and release it as R-rated to FFnet, at which point it will be titled, "The Child Emperor" (because obviously I am a dork when it comes to titles).

This is what I was going to request too. I really like how it came out.

lol I am happy. Feel free to request anything else, of course, if you have the desire. (:

Adding to the "this would have been my request too!".

The way "Child" was written was very evokative, disturbing on all the right levels and beautifully understated in unveiling its horror.

This is a perfetly toned sequel - with Suzaku doing ALL the wrong things with all the best intentions, and Lelouch's ultimate revenge.

I'm really glad that it was requested so that I don't have to, because I'm terrified of this meme. :p

Thank you!

...terrified of my meme?! WELL GOOD. BECAUSE MY MEME WILL BEAT YOU UP AND TAKE YOUR LUNCH MONEY. SO NYEH.

!!! I love these sorts of things.

Okay, okay, for Code Geass. Glass is the one with Lelouch on Refrain, right?

I... I'd love to see a sequel to that of some sort.

Yes, Glass was that. I will do it for you, m'dear. (I really like these thingys too! :3 )

Except it's late and tomorrow I'm moving (again). So, I'm not sure when I'll be able to do yours and the one for fleshisyummy. Soon!

Aww, don't worry. Take your time. Good luck with the move!

Lelouch is a wreck on the train ride back to Ashford. It's the pale blue of a misty morning and too early even for business men on their way to work, but there nevertheless a handful of passengers who look over and study the intriguing scene made by Lelouch and Suzaku.

There, the eleven: straight-backed, hands folded, clothes fine. There, the Britannian: silent in the wake of his defeat against himself. On occasion Lelouch will raise his hand and stare at its trembling as he is hoping the clack rattle and hum of the city will set his nerves at ease. His condition, though, gains no improvement, and Suzaku sits by his side, both jailor and protector.

Lelouch's first steps off the train are unsteady and unsure. He stops as if he doesn't know the way or the reason, and so Suzaku takes him by the upper arm and steers him towards his home. Lelouch leans on him, allows him-- not out of trust but out of exhaustion.

When they arrive and the bottom edge of the yellow morning sun has just cleared the horizon, Lelouch's head snaps up as if he only just realized where he's been walking all this time.

"What time is it?" he asks hoarsely, his first words since he stopped moving on his own in the night.

Suzaku returns with the time but Lelouch replies nothing more. Instead he takes out a handkerchief, wrinkled but clean, and dabs at the sweat pearling in the fine sheen of hair on his upper lip. He takes Lelouch to bed and lowers the ailing boy. His dark eyes fall closed instantly.

His official report is only that he is covertly and independently investigating the identity of Zero. That should be enough for them--

so he wonders why it's not enough for him.

He stays. Rolo stares angrily before slinking off to school. Shirley is by once at lunch and she smiles so very sweetly. Then alone in the afternoon Lelouch's eyes open and he meets them to Suzaku's. Lelouch professes that his body feels as if he has been run over by a truck, oh many apologies for not immediately jumping for tea.

(( tbc when I'm not falling asleep at the keyboard ))

Lelouch has never looked so miserable in his entire life. Suzaku can imagine; to live a lie and believe everything is fine, and then come back to reality and know that everyone you really loved is dead or gone. The events are only memories. The happiness in the past.

This is what is real: this dark bedroom, curtains drawn and bed sweat-damp. Eyes somewhere else and despite their proximity to each other, Suzaku and Lelouch aren't even considering the other to be a real human being. Might as well be a shadow, an imprint, a reflection. Then maybe if Suzaku stops looking at this reflection and turns around, walks out now, there will be the real Lelouch, even if only in memories.

But Suzaku is not weak like Lelouch.

"I know," Lelouch sighs, and he smiles bitterly before offering his wrists. "I broke the law."

Suzaku stares at his adam's apple and Lelouch, he feels, stares at the tip of a curl in his hair. Suzaku says, "I don't bother with petty crimes like Refrain use."

Lelouch huffs and lowers his wrists.

"I'm more concerned with what you said last night."

And despite the fact that he said nothing of great consequence last night, Lelouch laughs softly and raises his wrists once more.

"Guilty conscious?" Suzaku asks sharply.

"Sure, Suzaku. Sure."

Suzaku was expecting more of a fight. Some denial or sharp manuvering, some lie over his eyes-- but that's all gone. The emotions don't connect to the image.

Lelouch is as fragile as glass. (Happiness shattered by the war hammer.) Suzaku makes no arrest but goes to inform the Empress that the threat of Zero is blessedly neutralized, and it's all thanks to her.

Lelouch wastes the rest of his relatively short life away and Suzaku spends the rest of his looking over his shoulder for the man in the looking glass.

(end)

... D:

That was heartbreaking in a very, very good way.

Though I was a little confused by the Empress - Nunnally, I'm assuming, though at that point in canon she wasn't Empress...?

Oops! Fuckin' a. My bad, PRINCESS NUNALLY.

I wrote quite a lot of this half asleep, but that doesn't mean I didn't make that mistake while awake. LOL

And there I thought Schneizel took care of everything and made Nunnally the Empress somehow LOL

dont make fun of me and my errorsssssss 8U

Requesting again!

Sequel to Getting it, LOL.

Sorry for the late response, but...

Oh god the lolz with this prompt.

"And don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about!"

"Hun," Robert sighs, tilting his head to try and see around Lelouch. It's the middle of Monday Night Football-- how Lelouch can miss this and still call himself a man...! "I really don't..."

"Bullshit," Lelouch hisses, pure venom. "You always just pile shit on top even if the garbage is full, and you know you do! You're just being lazy, but I'm telling you, I won't have a slob for a husband--"

"Husband?" Robert yelps, feeling his face color.

Lelouch narrows his eyes and crosses his arms across his chest. Robert gulps. "Yes, husband. What, you expect us to just dally about for the rest of our lives? A half-hearted relationship? Robert, you have to commit!"

"Are you-- are you proposing?" Robert asks, suddenly weak throughout, football temporarily forgotten.

"I'm not proposing to someone who won't take out the trash when it's clearly his turn." And with that, Lelouch whirls around and manualy shuts the TV off. Then he whirls back, points a menacing (and dramatic) finger, and says, "Go."

Needless to say, Robert takes out the trash. Lelouch is very pleased; by the time Robert makes it back inside, he has laid out a change of clothes for Robert. Very nice clothes.

"Get changed," Lelouch says, voice much calmer now, expression serene. "I'm taking you out."

"O-okay, but--"

"I've got the game recording. Hurry now or we'll be late to the reservation."

"W-where...?"

So Lelouch takes Robert to dinner. And at dinner there is a ring. And so somehow they end up engaged and then Lelouch is so pleased by Robert's adoring attention that when they get back home, Lelouch gives him an even better present: football on TV, a beer in one hand, heating pad on his bad back, and Lelouch gives him an absolutely fantastic blowjob.

Life with Lelouch is fabulous. They live happily ever after.

THE END

LOLOLOLOL

MUAHAHAA

LOL

"I'm not proposing to someone who won't take out the trash when it's clearly his turn." And with that, Lelouch whirls around and manualy shuts the TV off. Then he whirls back, points a menacing (and dramatic) finger, and says, "Go."

YOU ROCK, MY DEAR. This is absolutely hystericalXDXDXDXDRobert/Lelouch is my truest OTP now. This is how Code Geass should have ended.

♥ LABBU LABBU KISSU KISSU

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Duties; near the end

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Becoming Clean; sequel

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Child; sequel

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Glass; sequel

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Getting It; the very lulzy sequel

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