[fanfic] Mini-Fills [Code Geass]
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rex_sunMini-fills for the kinkmeme.
1. Short-story request. Inspired by a fill for the one-liner request. Rating: Light R, I think. Warnings for disturbing imagery.
In the end, no scrap of him remained. Gunfire nor hellfire could control the liberated masses on the day of their oppressor's death. Everyone, it seemed, wanted a piece of the demon emperor for themselves, as if for a trophy-- as if they themselves were what had slain the beast, and they needed a piece of him to prove it. From little girls to fat middle-aged men, from his hat to the jewel on his shoe. And when that was gone and the corpse lay pale and bare, they did not stop, but yanked out a lock of his fine dark hair, or tore off a piece of his lip, or wrenched off a toenail with whatever was at hand. And when they had removed everything from his surface, they dug their fingers deep and found what was underneath. And when that was gone and all that remained was sloppy bones, even that disappeared, and whoever was left had to wipe their hands in the stains of his blood and show their palms to the heavens. (The act of asking for mercy.)
Some people made millions, selling torn white cloth or a sharp canine tooth. Truly, in death, the emperor gave his all to the people. But between Zero and Nunally, all they had left to rub between their fingers was the paltry sum of their summer memories.
2. Suzaku as a single father. Mini-fill because I can't write little kids.(Maybe if I had a co-writer...) Rating: PG-13.
"Don't worry about it, Suzaku," she said.
He pulled out his penis with an obscene wet pop. Every time he apologized through heavy pants, she shot him down, but she lay with her hand covering her vagina and a lazy smile on her lips.
Funny, the things you end up thinking about, when you wake up in a bed with a crazy bespectacled man leaning over you and bandages around your chest and you realize, with a heart divided between regret and relief, that you are not going to make your kid an orphan.
It was her, Suzaku thinks. Everything was all her idea, her plan all along. She was the one who said, "Don't you want to lose your virginity to someone you trust to take care of you?" And she was the one who said, “It feels better without a condom.” And she said, “Don’t worry about it, Suzaku.”
And the day after, she was the one who lazed around all day in bed without even a shower. And she was the one who refused to abort it. And she was the one who named him. And she was the one that made him swear not to ever lose him.
And she was the one who decided to blow her brains out the second the baby no longer needed to be breast-fed.
She said, Don’t worry about it.
1. Short-story request. Inspired by a fill for the one-liner request. Rating: Light R, I think. Warnings for disturbing imagery.
In the end, no scrap of him remained. Gunfire nor hellfire could control the liberated masses on the day of their oppressor's death. Everyone, it seemed, wanted a piece of the demon emperor for themselves, as if for a trophy-- as if they themselves were what had slain the beast, and they needed a piece of him to prove it. From little girls to fat middle-aged men, from his hat to the jewel on his shoe. And when that was gone and the corpse lay pale and bare, they did not stop, but yanked out a lock of his fine dark hair, or tore off a piece of his lip, or wrenched off a toenail with whatever was at hand. And when they had removed everything from his surface, they dug their fingers deep and found what was underneath. And when that was gone and all that remained was sloppy bones, even that disappeared, and whoever was left had to wipe their hands in the stains of his blood and show their palms to the heavens. (The act of asking for mercy.)
Some people made millions, selling torn white cloth or a sharp canine tooth. Truly, in death, the emperor gave his all to the people. But between Zero and Nunally, all they had left to rub between their fingers was the paltry sum of their summer memories.
2. Suzaku as a single father. Mini-fill because I can't write little kids.
"Don't worry about it, Suzaku," she said.
He pulled out his penis with an obscene wet pop. Every time he apologized through heavy pants, she shot him down, but she lay with her hand covering her vagina and a lazy smile on her lips.
Funny, the things you end up thinking about, when you wake up in a bed with a crazy bespectacled man leaning over you and bandages around your chest and you realize, with a heart divided between regret and relief, that you are not going to make your kid an orphan.
It was her, Suzaku thinks. Everything was all her idea, her plan all along. She was the one who said, "Don't you want to lose your virginity to someone you trust to take care of you?" And she was the one who said, “It feels better without a condom.” And she said, “Don’t worry about it, Suzaku.”
And the day after, she was the one who lazed around all day in bed without even a shower. And she was the one who refused to abort it. And she was the one who named him. And she was the one that made him swear not to ever lose him.
And she was the one who decided to blow her brains out the second the baby no longer needed to be breast-fed.
She said, Don’t worry about it.
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SPEECHLESS
Date: 2011-04-19 12:42 am (UTC)I really should have known that the first mimi-fill was yours...
Your always manage to marry creepy and disturbing with poignant and powerful emotions in the best (or worst?) possible way.
so much love once again<333
I already wholeheartedly pity Suzaku's son. The worst parents ever. Suzaku+that biker woman have oficially outdone even Chuck+Marianne, lol.
Re: SPEECHLESS
Date: 2011-04-19 01:12 am (UTC)He tries, from the very bottom of his soul.
...of course, this means nothing unless I actually write this. I sort of want to enlist the help of my girlfriend, because she is an EXPERT on children, especially troubled children, but she knows nothing of Code Geass and she is awfully busy nowadays. [/sigh] I'll have to see how it pans out. More likely, this will never be written by me or some other w!a will pick it up instead.
Re:
Date: 2011-04-19 12:25 pm (UTC)Just imagine poor boy: Mom has blown her brains out, Dad is Suzaku the Betrayer...
Suzaku always tries, but...
too bad( the premise is very interesting)
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Date: 2011-04-19 12:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-19 12:32 pm (UTC)[/jumps up from the chair to attempt a happy dance, but fails at it]
that would be very, very interesting!
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Date: 2011-04-19 12:42 am (UTC)BOTH.
I should have known you were the anon for both -- your vivid style, and love for disturbing imagery gives you away.
Again, powerful and gripping.
(And yes, I fail at de-anoning as of late ;_;)
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Date: 2011-04-19 01:15 am (UTC)In fact, I think I'm suuuuper transparent on the meme. Liek, srsly. I dare you to pick out the two fills I have expressed interest on in the past two or three pages. I dare you. :P