Blasphemy, I know.

Title: All That Could Have Been
Characters: L
Rating: G

L is not. He is not this hunched stack of awkward limbs, crowned by shaggy black hair. He is not this sugar-addicted, wide-eyed freak who says too little in too many words and never sleeps. He is not this earnest, do-gooder investigator, forever devoted to upholding the archaic, useless laws of mankind.

L has never been sure what he is, but he knows what he should be the night he meets Yagami Light. And when Light stretches out his hand and L takes it, and Light says something pleasant and polite, L thinks-- he knows--

L thinks, 'I should have been Kira.'

Title(s): Equilibrium
Characters: Byakuya/Renji
Rating: NC-17
Notes: Four drabbles for centi_porn

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Title(s): Alpha and Omega
Characters: Kio/Soubi
Rating: R
Notes: Two drabbles for centi_porn

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Title(s): Three Broken Hearts
Characters: Kio/Soubi
Rating: R
Notes: Three drabbles for centi_porn

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Title(s): T-minus Five
Characters: Reno/Tseng
Rating: NC-17
Notes: Five drabbles for centi_porn

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The Diamond WEAPON blast, through Reno's eyes.

Title: Tarot
Characters: Reno, Rude, Tseng, Rufus
Rating: PG

This is how it starts: there's nothing.

There's Reno, and there's Rude, and there's Tseng, and there's absolute silence ringing in their ears. The city is holding their collective breath, helpless and ashamed while time and choices grind their universe to dust. The whole thing, it's so fucking brutal it hurts, and there's not a damn thing any of them can do to stop it.

This is the way the world ends: Tseng as the hierophant and Rude as the hanged man. Rufus is the emperor dethroned.

And Reno, he's the fool, watching in slow-motion heartbeats as the tower comes crashing down.

This one is for thepinkrabbit, whose newfound love for clonecest makes me happy.

Title: Darkness and Light
Characters: Yazoo, Kadaj, Loz
Rating: G

Yazoo and Kadaj sleep curled together like kittens, on their sides with their knees drawn up and their heads resting in the hollow between each other's stomach and thighs. In a rare moment of thoughtfulness, Loz once likened them to yin and yang, touched their hair and their cheeks and stared at his fingers afterwards as if some of them might have been transferred to him. But Kadaj hated the comparison because Kadaj believes they're made of light, beautiful and so bright there's no room for darkness.

Yazoo wonders, sometimes, if they're really made of anything but dust and ashes.

Apparently, I'm developing a 'thing' for Sephiroth/Zack. The next chapter of A-R-T should be up sometime before the end of the weekend, along with the sequel to 'Cold' and 'Warm', and a completely self-indulgent Genesis/Reno.

Title: Bunk Inspection
Characters: Sephiroth, Zack
Rating: PG-13

"...his hot, throbbing manhood-- really, Fair, 'manhood'?"

Zack isn't sure whether that's a rhetorical question or not, but it doesn't matter because his voice isn't working at this point anyway.

"Cloud's-- please tell me this is not a euphemism for Private Strife's anus."

"Er," Zack offers, and he swears his face is going to burst into flames at any second. "G-general Sephiroth, sir, I can explain."

Sephiroth sets the stack of papers aside and looks at him. "Then please, do explain, especially since I seem to have a starring role in your-- novel."

Zack winces and bites his lip. "Uhm, I lost a bet?"

If I turn into a rabid Mello/Near shipper, blame thepinkrabbit.

Title: One or Many
Characters: Mello/Near
Rating: PG-13

It's been six months since Mello faked his own death and four years since the last time he kissed Near.

"How many people have you been with since--?" Near whispers against his lips, a shivering study of pink and white in Mello's arms.

"Too many," Mello murmurs. "I tried so hard to get you out of my head, and it was never enough."

Near sighs, sounding almost relieved, and closes his eyes.

"And you? How many people have you replaced me with?" Mello asks, kissing his way across a flushed cheek.

Near's eyes open, pupils dilated and eyelashes fluttering with every breath he takes. "None."

Title: Imaginary
Characters: Mello/Near
Rating: PG-13

Near is an echo of L's memory. It's in the slouch of his spine, the messy fall of hair over his eyes, the carefully neutral tone of his voice. Near is L's successor in almost every way.

But Near's kisses aren't L's kisses. There's not a trace of L in the pleading whimpers and quiet, breathy sighs. L would never be so passionate, so needy, so desperate for touch and warmth.

And that's when Mello has the upper hand, even if it's just for a few minutes. That's when Mello can smile against Near's mouth and think to himself, "I win."