Tag Archives: 07-ghost
Birthday Mathoms 2011
Madoka Mafia AU She’s nervous, of course. To be selected as a bodyguard for the head’s granddaughter at her age, when there are those far older and more experienced who would (and have) lost their heads over this particular dream, … Continue reading
a reunion of sorts
It is nearly like a cliche out of a romance novel: Wakaba sees the boy from across a crowded room, already full of women in glittering dresses and men in crisp black uniforms, and he shines more brightly than any … Continue reading
[07-Ghost] And One For The Journey
(He takes a running start and leaps, holding his arms out wide, feeling the wind whistle through his hair, past his ears, and he flies.) As far back as he could remember (though that is of itself funny, now that … Continue reading
deal with the devil
(Happy birthday to you~ happy birthday to you~) No matter how noisy the world around him becomes, he can still hear that song in the back of his head–warbly and thin, cracking on the highest notes, always on repeat. It … Continue reading
Birthday Mathoms — 2010
“Be careful of how much time you spend with that Nightray boy,” her nurse clucks as she fixes the last ribbon in Ada’s hair. “He’s a strange one–his brother might have been all right, but he’s no longer one of … Continue reading
kiss/ssik
“You’re old enough now,” his father says, kindly face creased into a smile, and he can’t help but feel a bit excited–every time his father has looked that way, he’s always gotten something he’s wanted. “I think you’re ready for … Continue reading
pr(a/e)y
He wakes hungry. There is a line of ice down his arm that’s so cold it burns; when he opens his eyes it’s twisted under him, the fingers twisted into claws. In the back of his head, an angry voice … Continue reading
nighttime
It is long dark by the time Bastien returns to his rooms. The day has been a long one: Jio is making noises about promoting him soon, but he’s still holding out–it’s only another year before the exam, and while … Continue reading
without, the thorns
“Oh, no,” Gyokuran says. “Absolutely not,” Gyokuran says. “Surely, you must be joking,” Gyokuran says. The princess blinks at her in the mirror, wide-eyed and innocent as always. She is in the middle of plaiting one of the long tails … Continue reading
Birthday Mathoms — 2009
“You will be beautiful,” her new handmaiden says. Cool hands card through the ratty mass of her hair, easing a comb through it. “You already are beautiful, ma petite, though you may complain now.” Himiko lifts her chin, staring at … Continue reading
the things he dreams
His first roommate in the Academy is also nobility: not an Oak, of course, but the son of a magistrate based in the Third District, so not anything too shameful. He’s taller than Shuri by a good half-head, with long … Continue reading
For Pride And Honor (these things i grew up with)
Actually, when he’d been a child, Shuri saw his extended family quite a bit. Those were the days before Papa had become a general, when Mama would throw grand parties at least once a week. There would be all sorts … Continue reading
Thirteen Drabbles (multi remix)
#1 – Forgetfulness GHOST STORY [Vincent and Avery] The first thing he remembers (the first solid real thing, not the flashes and fragments of imagination tangled up with memory) are gentle hands against his forehead, brushing the hair from his … Continue reading
yours the only face
“Congratulations,” Bastien tells him, when he emerges from the final hallway. “You did well.” He is smiling as he says this — that same serene look that has always been his, and will always be his first. Frau looks at … Continue reading
Assorted Drabbles (from lj)
The cutest thing about humans is how hard they try to ignore their fragility: they struggle to the bitter end, battering their tiny bodies of ash and dust like it could mean something. Sebastian personally finds it charming. His tiny … Continue reading
