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| Friday, April 12th, 2024 | |
| 7:23 pm | acyaoi @ 2013-08-24T23:20:00 Hi! I'd like to invite anyone who's interested to take part in the new community, |
| 7:23 pm | Crisis Carols - FFVII Yaoi Anthology doujinshi  Title: Crisis Carols Authors / Artists; Pairings fic fic ![[info]](https://acyaoi.livejournal.com/../../img/userinfo.gif?v=87.5){kind=small} xpaperplanex; Sephiroth x Cloudart goatbit; Zack x Cloudfic fire_by_fire; Angeal x Sephirothfic neurotoxia; Tseng x Renoart magick_fyre; Zack x Cloudfic taki_di; Zack x Cloudfic & art xxbakacoconutxx; Zack x Cloudcomic zacky_stardust; Zack x Cloudfic underhandlilies; Angeal x Sephirothcomic jdee_gurl; Sephiroth x Zackcomic teacake_disease; Angeal x Zackfic urplesquirrel; Zack x Cloudcomic xiaa; Genesis x Sephiroth + CloudSize: 123 pages total, Novel + Art + Comic Rating pg-13 -> R ( Click here for download and other info ) |
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| 7:23 pm | ESTABLISHED Yaoi RPG Board -- looking for good Yaoi/slash Writers! Metal Gears and Ohers!  Metal Gears/Final Fantasy/ Angel Sanctuary/Devil May Cry, more!! Have you ever had a desire to take a much loved character, toss them out of their normal environs, just to see what would happen? Get them into situations that in their home "canon" would never be possible? Give them a chance to shine, in ways they normally never have the opportunity? Then come join us! We are a multi-fandom rp.. We are Yaoi/Yuri/Het/gender bender/Mpreg friendly, and are willing to discuss other content you may have a desire to bring in. We are darker themed, for the most part. NC- 17 very much welcome, but is not mandatory, and there WILL be sections for PG/R rated RP if asked for. Character death/torture very much allowed, but MUST be discussed and approved by those involved. Multiples of 'taken' chars are allowed, but must be in different RP's, unless there is reason to be mingled. There may occasionally be Shota, if that bothers you, you may avoid those stories. We allow for and encourage 'surprises', as long as they do not involve something drastic to another char, or a drastic change to the plot of someone else's story. OCs ARE allowed. So if you are interested, please contact mtwks_girl, or wingsofthegoddess on YIM, or VergilSpardaDK on AIM, and all other information will be provided, and your app process/trial rp scheduled. |
| 7:23 pm | Strain [FIC - Reno/Tseng] Title: Strain Characters/Pairing: Reno, Tseng (implied Reno/Tseng) Rating: PG-13 Warnings: None (implied future Reno/Tseng, implied m/m) Word Count: 1102 Beta: The fabulous ![[info]](https://acyaoi.livejournal.com/../../img/userinfo.gif?v=3){kind=small} lyunaSummary: Tseng did not like his feelings for his second-in-command and said man's ceaseless flirting did nothing to help the issue. Notes: The first piece of fanfiction I have written in more than 3 years and I'm nervous about posting it. Comments are greatly appreciated. And I apologize if this spams your f-list because of crossposting. Fake cut to my journal |
| 7:23 pm | Ghost Town [FIC - Rufus/Tseng] Title: Ghost Town Author:  notrafficRating: R Length: 2,588 words Pairings: Tseng/Rufus Summary: As Rufus is afflicted with Geostimga, he discusses ruined cities with Tseng. Notes: Please pardon any x-posting. C&C always very much appreciated. Fic: Ghost Town |
| 7:23 pm | Up Against the Wall [FIC - Reno/Cloud] Title: Up Against the Wall Author: notrafficRating: NC-17 Length: 2,739 words Pairings: Reno/Cloud Summary: Reno likes to drink at Tifa's bar in Edge. Cloud thinks about the past. Notes: Please pardon any x-posting. C&C always very much appreciated. Fic: Up Against the Wall |
| 7:23 pm | FF7 / Panfandom Yaoi Friendly No Holds barred RPG We invite you to... LE ENNUI JUST RE-OPENED, for the next chapter in the adventure...  le_ennui_rpg The Main Site The survivors of the ill fated Ship of Mystery, Le Ennui, are now adrift on the beautiful Island that seemed to come out of nowhere ...just in time to save the floundering passengers, set to the fickle winds of Fate from the sinking of the Ennui. None of them knew how or why they had suddenly wound up on that ship, out of nowhere, and it looks now that they may never know. For all their adventures on board, they are now left with no memory at all, only the awareness of who they really are, and their relationships with the others they remember from their home worlds. The terrible, wonderful journey is now as lost to them as their hope of return. Now the only proof any of it ever happened at all is the wrecked ruin of the Ennui that rests dead on the shore. You, the stunned and confused survivors, have manged in the few days you've been on dry land, to construct a longhouse out of the palm leaves and trunks that are abundant on the island. There are birds and wildlife, beautiful and dangerous, here, and once you could swear you heard the rumbling roar of a tiger. Monkeys and parrots scream, as snakes slither in dark groves. Food in plenty, mangoes, guava, coconuts, and meat for the taking, if you are good enough. There's just one thing. Most ---not all, perhaps --- would dearly love to return home. Paradise is yours, but at what cost? All you knew and loved back on your home world? And just by the way, what world is this? ALL RP is done via character journals and on the RP logs. *Here is where you may do logging RPG: le_ennui_rpg 1. Reserve your char. 2. Apply your char. 3. Post something in the OOC comm once approved. 4. Begin! :)  |
| 7:23 pm | Rude/Reno fanart Hiya! This has been crossposted a bit. Apologies to anyone who's seen it already. |
| 7:23 pm | Passions and Promises Forum RP For anyone who's interested, click here I just wanted to see if anyone was interested. It's a multifandom roleplay forum, multi-story. All of the information is there in that link. You can delete the entry if you want, just wanting to see if there are a few bites <3 |
| 7:23 pm | Perfectly Flawed IV. author: azzytitle: Perfectly Flawed warnings: slight au, slight ooc, LEMON. rating: N17 / m+ summary: Tseng is busy, but not too busy to notice Zack Fair. beta: goodbye_sun AN: Erhm, i got tired of reading up on timelines cause my memory is like a swizz cheese, so i took an educated guess, i would recon i would set this while Verdot is gone the first time, and yes i took a scenario from Crisis Core and stuck in there, so sue me! its all about the smut anyways.. Here is the last chapter, and i blame erestorjunkie that I ever finished.fandom: FF7 wip: 4/4 pairring: Zack/Tseng. (Tseng/Genesis implied) Thanks for reading along =) Tseng, Lazard sang as he entered Tseng's office early in the morning. Tseng looked up from the newspaper he had taken an indulgent moment to read, almost knocking over his coffee when he realised that his ears hadn't deceived him. Director Lazard? he asked, sounding just as surprised as he felt. What is the weather going to be like this week? Lazard asked with a little smile. Uh, I don't know. Tseng answered, perplexed by the whole scenario. Both that Lazard was standing in his office looking like someone just told him he had won a million, and that he had asked him to check the weather forecast. I haven't gotten to that part, yet... But, I can check for you, he said with a polite smile, flipping through the pages until he reached the section where the forecast was printed. It's not for me, Lazard said with a little smirk, sitting down in the chair opposite Tseng's desk. He was amused by Tseng's clueless expression, it was not often one got to deliver news that rattled him. Most funny thing happened, Lazard said crossing his legs, leaning forward to look directly at the Wutaian man, Someone came into my office yesterday, and told me that you have not taken a personal day in over a year. I am not sure I understand, Tseng mumbled, blinking rapidly. I had other business with the President and I couldn't help but to mention my new found knowledge with him. He told me to send you on a week's vacation. A week? Tseng said, a slightly desperate tone seeped into his voice. But the Turks, and... They will manage. Lazard ignored Tseng with an arrogant hand gesture. Your weeks vacation starts today, so I suggest you pack your bags, there is a bird with your name on it on stand by to take you wherever you want to go. I trust you know how to navigate it? Of course I do, Tseng huffed a little annoyed, But... That will be all, Lazard said standing from the chair, still smiling. See you in a week. Wait! Tseng's voice rose an octave, I can't just leave, I have all this. He gestured at a pile of papers, To finish. I'm sure Shinra will survive a week, Lazard winked, and then disappeared out the door faster than Tseng could object. Bastard, Tseng hissed under his breath. -*- Tseng did as he had been told and went to pack a suitcase, but the whole time he was thinking about what Lazard had said. 'A bird is waiting', what bird? He had not issued a chopper in his own name, and since that was actually his job to assign choppers to different missions and pilots, he was puzzled to say the least. In the end, he went back into his office and quickly scanned his pile of papers for a permission to take a chopper out. When he found it, he frowned, it was signed by Genesis. Why the bloody hell would he apply for a chopper that was meant for Tseng? Had it been Genesis who had been at Lazard's office? He wouldn't be surprised really. Grabbing the form, he picked up his suitcase and left his office, aiming for the helipad. As he got there he saw, not Genesis as he had suspected, but Reno and Cissnei standing besides a chopper, talking. Cissnei noticed him and waved. Sir! She called, 1875 is yours. Sir! You! Tseng growled, Is this nonsense your idea? He addressed Reno who did his best to look innocent. No, Sir. Reno said, but wasn't able to meet Tseng's eyes. Liar, liar, pants on fire! Cissnei laughed. So it 'was' you. Tseng shook his head annoyed, handing his suitcase to Cissnei, who tossed it into the belly of the chopper. No! Honestly sir! I swear! Reno argued, But, I admit I did suggest it. Did you happen to suggest it to Genesis? Tseng barked, shoving the form with Genesis' signature in Reno's face. I did, Sir, Reno admitted with a grin. But upon seeing the frown on Tseng, he straightened up, Cloud suggested it to me. When Tseng looked like he had no clue what Reno was talking about, he added. That kid you thought was barely legal, Cloud Strife. That blond brat, Tseng sighed, What the hell is this? A conspiracy? Something like it, Cissnei snickered. Explain this to me then, Tseng snarled, Strife suggests to you that I need a vacation, and you go to Genesis with this, who in turn goes to Lazard, and also signs this damn thing. He waved the paperwork again, And Lazard takes it to the president. Tseng took a deep breath. What I don't understand, besides why so many people have an opinion about my private time, is where the hell would that kid have that information from? I hardly know who he is! Tseng had managed to work himself into a fit, his veins stood out on his neck, and he fisted his hands. I told him, Sir, Zack said, coming up behind Tseng on the helipad, with a soldiers knapsack over his shoulder. I noticed it when I was filling in some personal time for myself. I should have known, Tseng groaned, his shoulders slumped, but a tiny smile tugged at the side of his lips. Only you would be that obnoxious. Tseng noted Reno leering out of the corner of his eye, and straightened up, pointing at the red haired Turk, It does not mean that you are off the hook. Lighten up, Sir, Zack said with a casual smile, resisting the urge to slap Tseng's ass as he walked past him, tossing his knapsack into the chopper too. Just what the hell do you think you are doing? Tseng was honestly baffled at Zack's behaviour. I'm going with you, sir, Zack said, flashing Tseng a loving smile. Tseng bit back the answer he wanted to give, and just looked at the three people in front of him. You are loving this, aren't you? he sighed. Indeed, Reno said, this time hiding his grin behind his hand, Sir. So, where are we going, Sir? Zack asked sweetly. Tseng couldn't resist the urge to roll his eyes, Stop it with the Sir thing. I insist that anyone who joins me on a holiday calls me by my name, Zack. He ignored Reno and Cissnei's expressions, and pointed out into the horizon. And we're going 'that' way. You got it, Tseng, Zack cheered, standing up to move to the cockpit of the chopper. As the rotor blades started to slowly move, Tseng walked between his Turks, Not a word! he growled, and then finally allowed himself a little smile. -*- Zack stared out at the snow and sighed, Couldn't you have picked somewhere warmer? He leaned forward and pressed his forehead against the glass, exhaled and wiped the damp out with a finger. Don't tell me, it's some Wutaian kink, the snow, the mountains, and the boredom. Tseng sat back on his heels, admiring the fire he had built in the fireplace. Boring huh? he said, smirking as he stood, counting on Zack ignoring him in his childish misery. Tseng unbuttoned his shirt, and for a minute contemplated if he should fold it and lay it neatly on the table, but decided against it and just tossed it aside. He wrapped his arms around Zack by the window, and rested his chin on Zack's shoulder. The cold has one advantage, he whispered cryptically, No uninvited house guests. Zack smirked, and turned around in Tseng's embrace, What are you suggesting then? Ludo? he grinned. No, actually, that would be unfair seen as you are a grunt, and I am a military mastermind, Tseng said looking deadly serious, were it not for his eyes sparkling with mischief. Oh, is that a fact? Zack said, his voice low and suggestive, If you are such a strategic wiz, can you tell me what the outcome of this is? And with that he snapped Tseng's belt buckle open, letting his pants fall, revealing Tseng's rising erection. Something involving you bent over that table, screaming my name. Tseng said, reaching down to pull Zack's shirt off. Wrong, Zack said, his smile predatory. But he knew that Tseng already knew that, but there was nothing wrong with a little snarky banter foreplay, this was one of the many reasons he thought the Turk so damn hot. But, I might scream your name though. Tseng chuckled, not a sound heard from him very often. We have a week, lets have a drink first, no need to be in such a hurry, he said, and let got of Zack, walking to the bar cabinet. What? Zack couldn't have been more surprised if he tried, but it was not like he was going to object to having a drink served by a naked Tseng with a proud boner. No Sir! Tseng came back with two glasses and sat down in front of the fire, his back against the sofa. He handed a glass up to Zack who followed, sitting down. I'm glad you did this, Tseng admitted, staring into the fire, rather than at Zack. I guess I never have time, do I? None of us do, Zack said solemnly before taking a sip of his drink. If you die... Tseng suddenly said, and his sad tone struck a cord with Zack. I just have to not die, Zack said, resting his head on Tseng's shoulder. Won't I? Tseng sighed. I am very fond of you, he confessed, But the life span of a first class soldier is just... against you. Hey, baby, Zack said, only too late realising what he had said. And blushed weakly at the sheer absurdity of calling Tseng 'baby'. Don't be all down like that, we're gonna be fine, if you want us to. This is why I hate vacations, gives me too much time with my thoughts, Tseng said, sculling the last of his drink. I have a suggestion. What about not thinking for a good, say... ten minutes? Zack grinned, Okay, then maybe only five, but that's only because you are so... Zack didn't have time to finish his sentence before Tseng broke him off, So what? he asked with a little playful smile. And Zack pulled him onto his lap, sighing at the feel of Tseng's naked skin against his. Fucking hot, Zack breathed, running his hands up and down Tseng's flanks. Tseng stretched over Zack and could just reach his pants, pulling them down he stuck his hand in his pocket, finding what he knew was there. Lube? Zack said surprised, as he realised what Tseng had been trying to find. You carry lube around in your pocket? Tseng shrugged, Never know when some dashing first class soldier might come crashing into my office, rutting against me. He grinned, And I have a weakness for dashing first class soldiers. Zack's eyes darkened for a second, knowing who had boasted of being Tseng's last momentary lover, but decided to shrug it off. Genesis was not here, he was, and Tseng was here too, naked, straddling his lap and smearing lube on his cock... it was all fine. Tseng grabbed Zack's face with hands slick with lube, Zack, he whispered. And that was all he had to say really to rid Zack of any doubt of any kind. And as Tseng slowly impaled himself on him, Zack reached up and untied Tseng's ponytail. Liking how the black hair would flow down over Tseng's shoulders. It somehow made him look all the more intense. Tseng steadied himself by putting his hands on Zack's shoulders, biting back a moan, he loved it like this, the pain and the pleasure in one. Even if neither of them said anything about it, they both knew that they were not just fucking like they had in the office, this was more, it was almost making love. But, in a warriors life, these things were brief and they both knew it, even if Zack had made fun of it. They both drank greedily one anothers affection, discovering new sides to each other. Tseng would rise and lower himself on Zack, digging his nails into Zack's broad shoulders. And Zack would set the pace, his hands steadying Tseng's hips. Knowing they had all the time in the world, and yet, it would never be enough. -*- When they returned, it was nothing short of chaos, and Tseng had to make head or tails out of a ton of paperwork. Apparently Genesis had had a different agenda than Shinra. Tseng stopped Sephiroth as they stepped out of the President's office. General, he said trying his hardest not to sound as sad as he was, Can I ask something of you? Sephiroth was puzzled, but nodded. Can I brief Fair? he asked, and then as he let go of Sephiroth's arm, he added, Please. The General smiled, after all, Shinra was not so big that when the head of the Turks went off on a weeks holiday in the mountains with a soldier, no one noticed. Of course, he said softly, handing the dispatch papers to Tseng. Tell him to come see me afterwards, and we will leave for the mission. Thank you, General Sepiroth, Tseng said. He didn't have to say more, his expression did it for him. He didn't try and hide the fact that, despite his best intentions, he had fallen so in love with Zack that he didn't know how to react to this news. But, there was no one else to go on this mission with Sephiroth, even if Tseng had a real bad feeling about it. Be safe, he said to Sephiroth, offering him the smallest of bows. Always, Sephiroth said. I promise you, you haven't seen the last of me yet, he smiled. -*- Tseng! Zack said cheerfully, as Tseng entered the virtual training room. Zack had just finished a training session, and was wiping his face with a towel, sweaty from the exercise. When Tseng didn't smile, but just seemed to look tired and unwilling to meet his eyes, Zack grew worried. Is something wrong? he said with a goofy grin, I mean besides the obvious Genesis chaos. Wow, can you believe that guy's balls? Nothing is wrong, Tseng said, and with a strained smile handed Zack his dispatch papers, signed by both the President and Lazard. You made it kiddo. You got what you wanted. Zack skimmed the first page. Dispatch? he said, looking up at Tseng, But now? I... You and General Sephiroth are to take a group of soldiers and find Genesis. Tseng looked down at his shoes, I don't know the exact objective though, that is between the General and you. With a deep sigh he looked up at Zack, I didn't come here to brief you, I came to see you off on your first big mission, he smiled. Zack did not smile back. This is great news, why are you so sad? I'm not sad, Tseng lied. Just have a lot on my mind, that's all, he nodded to emphasize his words. Be safe, Tseng said, finally giving in and pulling Zack in for a embrace. And come back. Of course! Zack said mortified that Tseng would even suggest otherwise. He held Tseng in outstretched arms, looking at the Turk. Can't leave you to rot in your paper work, can I? Suppose not, Tseng said, smiling again, but this time it was a little more genuine. General Sephiroth is waiting at the helipad, you better get going. Zack pulled Tseng back in, and kissed him. For good luck, he said as they pulled apart. As he let go, Tseng repeated, ...For good luck, He watched Zack walk away, giving him a cocky wave as he left to rendezvous with the General. THE END. |
| 7:23 pm | Saffron [FIC - Reno/Tseng] Title: Saffron Author: notrafficRating: R Pairings: Reno/Tseng Warnings: Reno and Tseng have a conversation about what it means to be a Turk, and the transmutations that take place for certain concepts. Post-Advent Children. Sorry for an x-posting. As always, C&C greatly appreciated. Fic: Saffron |
| 7:23 pm | Skirting Darkness [FIC Tseng/Rufus] Author: notrafficTitle: Skirting Darkness Character/Pairing: Rufus/Tseng Rating: NC-17 Summary: Deals with Rufus's onset of Geostigma, his relationship with Tseng, and all of the craziness going on in the world around them. Intended to be just before Advent Children around the time Rufus takes over Healen. Somewhere in there, anyway. (Hope this is okay.) A/N: As always: sorry for x-posting. Still...writing A LOT. C&C greatly appreciated. Fic: Skirting Darkness |
| 7:23 pm | Fanfiction: Anthem of the Angels, Chapter 1: Sephiroth Title: Anthem of the Angels Chapter(s): 01: Sephiroth Genres: Angst/Romance/Friendship Rating: PG-13 Characters/Pairings (current chapter): Sephiroth/Cloud, Kadaj, mentions of JENOVA and Hojo Disclaimer: The Compilation of Final Fantasy VII belongs to Square Enix. The song, Anthem of the Angels, belongs to Breaking Benjamin. Summary: [One Shot Collection] A memory. A legacy. The gift of the Goddess. Pride, honor and dreams. Wings do not make a monster; they are for those who seek freedom. Yet, the price of freedom is steep... |
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