baroqueangel: ([FMA] RoyEd not kissing)
Title: Dress up
Pairing/Characters: Roy/Ed
Rating: PG - 13
Warning: My kinks are showing??
Words: 252
Summary: Ed doesn’t like the outfits, not at all.
A.N: The boys are enjoying this little idea a bit too much. At least this one came to me in the shower before I got into bed :) Part 3 in the Naughty saga. Part 1, Part 2.


Ed knew Roy was up to something. The magazines he just happened to leave around the house told him that. It was what Roy was up to that worried him. The magazines were filled with outfits, those kinds of outfits. The kind Ed had told Roy he would never, ever wear!

Okay, so he’d worn the school girl outfit but that was a one off! Roy had had a rough week, Ed was just being a good boyfriend, that was all. Even if it had been comfortable, well mostly. The lace panties had been less than comfortable after he got aroused. Talk about tight.

But anyway, he was not wearing another outfit like that. Even if a few of them had looked a little interesting. Like the doctor’s outfit – it could work if he played a proctologist, did they have some latex gloves in the house? Or the police outfit – Roy wouldn’t have a choice in anything once the handcuffs were on and the things Ed could do with that truncheon.

His favourite though, not that he had a favourite of course because he hadn’t put that much thought into it and if anyone said he had he’d deny it vehemently! The one that appealed to him the most (yeah that was better, appealed was a much better word) was the leather. Leather trousers, leather vest, leather collar, leather whip.

He wondered if Roy would enjoy being whipped and how loud he would scream.

Did the slave outfit come in Roy’s size?
baroqueangel: ([FMA] Ed Crazy)
Title: I’ve been naughty
Pairing/Characters: Roy/Ed
Rating: PG - 13
Warning: my insanity ????
Words: 381
Summary: Ed plays dress up
A.N: Good evening flist, have some insanity before I go to bed :P I blame my brain for coming up with this just before falling asleep. I blame my brain in general :D [livejournal.com profile] nochick_fics would this be classed as a good wake-up call? ;-) Also, I swear your kink is rubbing off on me!



Roy heard Ed enter the room, how could he not? Ed never had entered a room quietly where Roy was concerned. Roy didn’t even look up just carried on reading.

“What is it Edward?”

“Do I need a reason to come see you?”

“Usually, yes.” still Roy did not look up.

“Are you going to look at me or not?” Something in Ed’s voice piqued Roy’s interest and he finally lifted his eyes from the words in front of him. What he saw made him smirk.

Ed was stood in the doorway, hands clasped behind his back trying to look innocent and coy. There was no way he was ever going to look innocent in that outfit. He was wearing a white shirt, the top two buttons open with a black tie hanging loose around the collar. The shirt was tucked sloppily in to a plaid skirt that reached a point halfway between his hips and his knees.

Roy recognised it as one of the skirts the local girl’s school wore and if the girls were wearing them that short then he was not surprised at the amount of boys that hung around the school entrance every afternoon. Ed wore no shoes but he was sporting the white socks pulled up to the knees that all the girls wore. Somehow that seem to make the look even more sexy, Roy wasn’t sure why. To top off the effect Ed had tied his hair into pigtails.

“I’ve been a naughty boy Professor Mustang but I’m ready for my punishment.”

Roy placed his book on the bedside table without taking his eyes from Ed. He watched as the young blond batted his eyes at him and fidgeted before take a few steps into the room and closer to the bed.

“I’m sure I can think of a suitable punishment for a naughty student like you.”

Ed headed for the bed. He climbed up and straddled Roy, sitting on his thighs. Roy reached out and ran his hand over the young man’s thigh, slowly pushing the skirt up so he could see what lay beneath. He couldn’t help but be surprised at what he saw.

“Ed, are you wearing girl’s panties?”

Ed just smirked in response. It was going to be a very interesting night.
baroqueangel: ([misc] plot bunny)

Title: Rebellion
Pairing/Characters: Ed, Kimblee
Rating: PG
Warning: Mentions of torture, swearing
Words: 553
Summary: Ed won’t give them up.
A.N: I blame lack of sleep and feeling like shit for this one. My head aches, my back aches and I tend to write what I feel so have Ed in the same pain as me. I have no idea, I really don’t, it just popped into my head. Let’s just pretend that Mustang failed and Dante/Father won shall we? :)

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He ached all over. His automail weighed heavily on his shoulder and leg ports and the muscles in the rest of his body were screaming at him to rest, to sleep. But sleep wouldn’t come. No matter how tired he felt, how much his brain wanted him to close his eyes and let it shut down for just a short amount of time the pain wouldn’t let him. And if it wasn’t the pain keeping him up it was him. That sadistic bastard in the stupid suit and that ridiculous hat.

He wasn’t sure how long he had been in this room, how long his arms had been chained above his head, how long he had been sat in this position but he knew it was longer than he would have liked.

He closed his eyes and dropped his head back against the wall, it hit hard but he wished it had hit harder then maybe it would knock him unconscious, unfortunately it seemed he was out of luck.

He licked his dry lips with a dry tongue, listened to his stomach complain and hoped that he had at least bought the others time to run and escape although he feared that it was already too late for that. As long as they were okay he could cope with the pain and the tiredness.

He opened his eyes at the first sound of banging, he looked towards the door and listened to the lock being dragged back and the heavy duty iron being pulled open. He watched as the man that plagued his current existence wandered in smiling down at him, teeth showing.

“So Mr Elric, how are we today?” Ed would have spat at him if he had had the saliva to spare. Instead he just glowered wishing that looks could kill. “Not speaking again? Well we shall have to remedy that. My boss really wants this problem taken care of quickly, after all, he is trying to run a country.”

One of the guards walked in behind the guy that was currently topping Ed’s list of people to kill carrying a large briefcase. Ed knew this case well, it was filled with Kimblee’s favourite toys and was placed, as always, on the small table in the corner of the room.

“You know we already have most of your friends. Mustang, the unfortunate leader of your little rebellion, is in a cell just down the hall and the lovely Hawkeye, well she just refused to come quietly so I’m afraid she’s no longer with us. And if you listen carefully you should hear the screams of the other members of Mustang’s pitiful team as we question them but we’re still missing a few of the trouble makers.”

This news filled Ed with hope while dropping him to the floor. He felt pity for the others and the well of sadness that filled him over Hawkeye was tremendous but he had hope too because Kimblee had not mentioned them. They were still safe and that was all that mattered.

“So Fullmetal Alchemist, where exactly are your little brother and lovely mechanic?”

Ed set his jaw firm and waited for the pain. He would never tell this man anything and as long as his brother and Winry were safe then the rebellion lived on.

baroqueangel: ([misc] plot bunny)

Title: Rebellion
Pairing/Characters: Ed, Kimblee
Rating: PG
Warning: Mentions of torture, swearing
Words: 553
Summary: Ed won’t give them up.
A.N: I blame lack of sleep and feeling like shit for this one. My head aches, my back aches and I tend to write what I feel so have Ed in the same pain as me. I have no idea, I really don’t, it just popped into my head. Let’s just pretend that Mustang failed and Dante/Father won shall we? :)

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He ached all over. His automail weighed heavily on his shoulder and leg ports and the muscles in the rest of his body were screaming at him to rest, to sleep. But sleep wouldn’t come. No matter how tired he felt, how much his brain wanted him to close his eyes and let it shut down for just a short amount of time the pain wouldn’t let him. And if it wasn’t the pain keeping him up it was him. That sadistic bastard in the stupid suit and that ridiculous hat.

He wasn’t sure how long he had been in this room, how long his arms had been chained above his head, how long he had been sat in this position but he knew it was longer than he would have liked.

He closed his eyes and dropped his head back against the wall, it hit hard but he wished it had hit harder then maybe it would knock him unconscious, unfortunately it seemed he was out of luck.

He licked his dry lips with a dry tongue, listened to his stomach complain and hoped that he had at least bought the others time to run and escape although he feared that it was already too late for that. As long as they were okay he could cope with the pain and the tiredness.

He opened his eyes at the first sound of banging, he looked towards the door and listened to the lock being dragged back and the heavy duty iron being pulled open. He watched as the man that plagued his current existence wandered in smiling down at him, teeth showing.

“So Mr Elric, how are we today?” Ed would have spat at him if he had had the saliva to spare. Instead he just glowered wishing that looks could kill. “Not speaking again? Well we shall have to remedy that. My boss really wants this problem taken care of quickly, after all, he is trying to run a country.”

One of the guards walked in behind the guy that was currently topping Ed’s list of people to kill carrying a large briefcase. Ed knew this case well, it was filled with Kimblee’s favourite toys and was placed, as always, on the small table in the corner of the room.

“You know we already have most of your friends. Mustang, the unfortunate leader of your little rebellion, is in a cell just down the hall and the lovely Hawkeye, well she just refused to come quietly so I’m afraid she’s no longer with us. And if you listen carefully you should hear the screams of the other members of Mustang’s pitiful team as we question them but we’re still missing a few of the trouble makers.”

This news filled Ed with hope while dropping him to the floor. He felt pity for the others and the well of sadness that filled him over Hawkeye was tremendous but he had hope too because Kimblee had not mentioned them. They were still safe and that was all that mattered.

“So Fullmetal Alchemist, where exactly are your little brother and lovely mechanic?”

Ed set his jaw firm and waited for the pain. He would never tell this man anything and as long as his brother and Winry were safe then the rebellion lived on.

baroqueangel: ([FMA] sleeping Ed)

Title: The moment
Pairing/Characters:Scar/Ed >.>
Rating: PG-13 ???
Warning:I actually can’t think of any…
Words: 401
Summary: Scar reflects on the ‘moments’ in life
A.N:I wrote this for NaNo and never got it posted but after the fic I just posted I have been told it needs offsetting so have something not quite angst…ish :P

 

When had this happened? When had they gone from sworn enemies to this? He wasn't sure he would ever be able to figure it out. He wasnt sure he wanted to. He was happy enough just living in the moment. There had been no future for him at one point, no thoughts beyond what he knew he needed to do. To have something that could possibly become a future together with someone was not something he wanted to think about.

No, the moment was fine, the moment was all he needed. If he could just have this one peaceful moment alone with this man that was once an enemy and was nowsomething else he would be happy and a moment of happiness was all he really deserved.

He looked back at the man sleeping in the bed. He had once seen him as a boy, still one he would kill, but a boy nonetheless. Now, as his golden hair fell softly across the pillow and his chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm he could never think of killing him again. Not even if Ishbala asked him to.

The young blond stirred, moving his hand over the place next to him that should have held a body. He slowly opened his eyes and looked blearily towards the window, he knew thats where he would be standing, it always was, as he looked out over the rebuilding of his homeland.

Come back to bed, its getting cold.

Its the desert, its never cold.

It is with automail.

He could not deny that, he hadn't known until recently that the young blond tended to be colder than other people because of the metal limbs he had. It had never occurred to him that it would cause such a big difference.

He walked back to the bed, shuffling into place and as soon as he was still a smaller body moved up next to him throwing an automail arm over his chest as if to hold him there lest he should escape again.

Scar looked down at Ed snuggled close to him, still baffled by the fact that they were here together but not really wanting to question it anymore. It was a moment of happiness and if it was the only one he got, the only one he deserved, then it would be enough.

This one moment would stay with him forever.

baroqueangel: ([FMA] sleeping Ed)

Title: The moment
Pairing/Characters:Scar/Ed >.>
Rating: PG-13 ???
Warning:I actually can’t think of any…
Words: 401
Summary: Scar reflects on the ‘moments’ in life
A.N:I wrote this for NaNo and never got it posted but after the fic I just posted I have been told it needs offsetting so have something not quite angst…ish :P

 

When had this happened? When had they gone from sworn enemies to this? He wasn't sure he would ever be able to figure it out. He wasnt sure he wanted to. He was happy enough just living in the moment. There had been no future for him at one point, no thoughts beyond what he knew he needed to do. To have something that could possibly become a future together with someone was not something he wanted to think about.

No, the moment was fine, the moment was all he needed. If he could just have this one peaceful moment alone with this man that was once an enemy and was nowsomething else he would be happy and a moment of happiness was all he really deserved.

He looked back at the man sleeping in the bed. He had once seen him as a boy, still one he would kill, but a boy nonetheless. Now, as his golden hair fell softly across the pillow and his chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm he could never think of killing him again. Not even if Ishbala asked him to.

The young blond stirred, moving his hand over the place next to him that should have held a body. He slowly opened his eyes and looked blearily towards the window, he knew thats where he would be standing, it always was, as he looked out over the rebuilding of his homeland.

Come back to bed, its getting cold.

Its the desert, its never cold.

It is with automail.

He could not deny that, he hadn't known until recently that the young blond tended to be colder than other people because of the metal limbs he had. It had never occurred to him that it would cause such a big difference.

He walked back to the bed, shuffling into place and as soon as he was still a smaller body moved up next to him throwing an automail arm over his chest as if to hold him there lest he should escape again.

Scar looked down at Ed snuggled close to him, still baffled by the fact that they were here together but not really wanting to question it anymore. It was a moment of happiness and if it was the only one he got, the only one he deserved, then it would be enough.

This one moment would stay with him forever.

baroqueangel: ([FMA] sleeping Ed)

Title: Alone
Pairing/Characters:Roy
Rating: G
Warning:Angst - I think that could do with its own warning here
Words: 348
Summary: Roy’s all alone
A.N:I suddenly realised today that I’m going to be spending my 30th pretty much alone. Mum will be in America visiting friends. I’ll be at work most of the day and because it’s a Tuesday this year my family will all be at work/otherwise occupied as well. And all the other people that I would love to spend the day with don’t live on my little island. So my brain threw this at me. It is unbetaed, literally just finished, and unchecked but I don’t care!

He shut the front door behind him, turned on the light and dropped his bag on the floor. He hung up his heavy woollen coat, undid and slipped off his boots and walked into the kitchen. The house was dark and cold and felt unlived in, it always felt like this when Ed was away on a diplomatic mission. Ed brought the warmth to the building, without him nothing was warm or happy but Roy understood that it was not forever, the short blond would be back in a week and then the house would feel far too small, best to enjoy his freedom till then.

He sighed at the thought of another week alone as he pulled a box of cereal from one cupboard and a bottle of whiskey from another. This was what he classed as food when Ed was away. Of course it didnt help that there was pretty much nothing else in the house to eat. He checked the fridge for milk but what little there was didnt exactly look like milk anymore so he dropped the bottle in the sink instead.

He grabbed a glass and a bowl and sat at the table. Pouring some whiskey into the glass and some flakes into the bowl he began eating the dry food with his hands before taking a good long swig from the glass. He cringed as the first notes of burning started at the back of his throat but quickly subsided, he was used to it but the first mouthful was always the same. He drained the glass before refilling it, all the while eating the dry flakes of cereal and wishing that it was one of Eds home cooked meals.

He sighed again, blew on the glass as if it was a candle and, before taking another swig, spoke quietly to himself and the silent building around him.

Happy birthday Roy, happy birthday.

He downed the glass in one go as a single tear slipped down his cheek to fall into the dry flakes, forgotten on the table in front of him.

baroqueangel: ([FMA] sleeping Ed)

Title: Alone
Pairing/Characters:Roy
Rating: G
Warning:Angst - I think that could do with its own warning here
Words: 348
Summary: Roy’s all alone
A.N:I suddenly realised today that I’m going to be spending my 30th pretty much alone. Mum will be in America visiting friends. I’ll be at work most of the day and because it’s a Tuesday this year my family will all be at work/otherwise occupied as well. And all the other people that I would love to spend the day with don’t live on my little island. So my brain threw this at me. It is unbetaed, literally just finished, and unchecked but I don’t care!

He shut the front door behind him, turned on the light and dropped his bag on the floor. He hung up his heavy woollen coat, undid and slipped off his boots and walked into the kitchen. The house was dark and cold and felt unlived in, it always felt like this when Ed was away on a diplomatic mission. Ed brought the warmth to the building, without him nothing was warm or happy but Roy understood that it was not forever, the short blond would be back in a week and then the house would feel far too small, best to enjoy his freedom till then.

He sighed at the thought of another week alone as he pulled a box of cereal from one cupboard and a bottle of whiskey from another. This was what he classed as food when Ed was away. Of course it didnt help that there was pretty much nothing else in the house to eat. He checked the fridge for milk but what little there was didnt exactly look like milk anymore so he dropped the bottle in the sink instead.

He grabbed a glass and a bowl and sat at the table. Pouring some whiskey into the glass and some flakes into the bowl he began eating the dry food with his hands before taking a good long swig from the glass. He cringed as the first notes of burning started at the back of his throat but quickly subsided, he was used to it but the first mouthful was always the same. He drained the glass before refilling it, all the while eating the dry flakes of cereal and wishing that it was one of Eds home cooked meals.

He sighed again, blew on the glass as if it was a candle and, before taking another swig, spoke quietly to himself and the silent building around him.

Happy birthday Roy, happy birthday.

He downed the glass in one go as a single tear slipped down his cheek to fall into the dry flakes, forgotten on the table in front of him.

baroqueangel: (brain xplodes)

Title: Why drinking is bad (a.k.a. How Ed got his Tattoos)
Pairing/Characters: Havoc/Roy/Ed
Rating: PG–13
Warning: Swearing, stupidity, drunken insanity
Words: 591
Summary: Ed regrets ever drinking and so he should.
A.N: This started life as an offhand comment of Ed’s in a crack fic and grew into a full idea in the comments so of course it had to be written. You gotta love bright pink ponies XD Again, hot off the press.
 

He was never drinking again. He cringed as the needle moved over his skin. It was official, pain made you sober, no matter how plastered you started out. It would have been nice to find that out about three hours ago before he had made the single most stupid mistake of his life, apart from the obvious of course, and not while he was still making it.

He gripped the table he was currently lying on and buried his head in the pillow the guy had given him. A simple bet, a simple bet that he would never have made sober. Still, how was his inebriated brain supposed to gauge how pain resistant Mustang and Havoc were? They shouldn’t have made the bet with him in the first place! It wasn’t fair damnit! This should not be happening! How was he supposed to explain this to Al, not that he thought Al would be seeing his ass anytime soon but what if he did?

Explaining a basic tattoo like the one had had wanted, the gargoyle with flames, would have been easy. But this? How would he ever live this down? To be fair though he was more worried about getting home first. His ass was already sore and he was in so much pain that he had to wonder just how in the Hell he was going to pull up his tight leather pants without passing out. Would he even be able to pull them up past his hips? Mustang and Havoc were going to pay for this! He was going to make sure of it.

A simple bet, make them get a tattoo, if they cried out they would have to streak through Central Headquarters, no problems right? His drunken brain had screamed with laughter because of course they would cry out. He was making them get it on their hips, right over the bone. It should have been a done deal. How the fuck had they stayed silent? Havoc fine but Mustang? Fuck, fuck, fuck!

Ed gritted his teeth as a fresh wave of pain went through him. His ass was so sore right now and every new prick with the needle made it that much worse. Had the bastard and the smoker chosen something good this may have been worth it but it wasn’t even close. Not even the matching Tinkerbell tattoos complete with wands and sparkles that the others now sported on their hips made up for the humiliation.

He should have seen it coming, should have known they would do this. This would be why he was never drinking again, his sober brain would never have allowed this travesty to happen.

He muffled yet another cry as the tattooist added more pink to his second tattoo. Mustang had been true to form when picking Ed’s first tattoo. Writing over Ed’s left butt cheek that read ‘I’m the bitch’ surrounded by butterflies and stars. And as if that wasn’t bad enough Havoc’s choice had been worse, he had really outdone himself with his evilness. Currently being tattooed on Ed’s right butt cheek was a bright pink Pegasus My Little Pony.

Ed could have cried, not only was he going to be unable to sit down for over a week, it was being caused by a bright pink flying horse.

There was one consolation though, because of where his tattoos were, the tattooist had said no sex for at least two weeks so that they could heal properly. Now that had made Mustang and Havoc cry out.


baroqueangel: (brain xplodes)

Title: Why drinking is bad (a.k.a. How Ed got his Tattoos)
Pairing/Characters: Havoc/Roy/Ed
Rating: PG–13
Warning: Swearing, stupidity, drunken insanity
Words: 591
Summary: Ed regrets ever drinking and so he should.
A.N: This started life as an offhand comment of Ed’s in a crack fic and grew into a full idea in the comments so of course it had to be written. You gotta love bright pink ponies XD Again, hot off the press.
 

He was never drinking again. He cringed as the needle moved over his skin. It was official, pain made you sober, no matter how plastered you started out. It would have been nice to find that out about three hours ago before he had made the single most stupid mistake of his life, apart from the obvious of course, and not while he was still making it.

He gripped the table he was currently lying on and buried his head in the pillow the guy had given him. A simple bet, a simple bet that he would never have made sober. Still, how was his inebriated brain supposed to gauge how pain resistant Mustang and Havoc were? They shouldn’t have made the bet with him in the first place! It wasn’t fair damnit! This should not be happening! How was he supposed to explain this to Al, not that he thought Al would be seeing his ass anytime soon but what if he did?

Explaining a basic tattoo like the one had had wanted, the gargoyle with flames, would have been easy. But this? How would he ever live this down? To be fair though he was more worried about getting home first. His ass was already sore and he was in so much pain that he had to wonder just how in the Hell he was going to pull up his tight leather pants without passing out. Would he even be able to pull them up past his hips? Mustang and Havoc were going to pay for this! He was going to make sure of it.

A simple bet, make them get a tattoo, if they cried out they would have to streak through Central Headquarters, no problems right? His drunken brain had screamed with laughter because of course they would cry out. He was making them get it on their hips, right over the bone. It should have been a done deal. How the fuck had they stayed silent? Havoc fine but Mustang? Fuck, fuck, fuck!

Ed gritted his teeth as a fresh wave of pain went through him. His ass was so sore right now and every new prick with the needle made it that much worse. Had the bastard and the smoker chosen something good this may have been worth it but it wasn’t even close. Not even the matching Tinkerbell tattoos complete with wands and sparkles that the others now sported on their hips made up for the humiliation.

He should have seen it coming, should have known they would do this. This would be why he was never drinking again, his sober brain would never have allowed this travesty to happen.

He muffled yet another cry as the tattooist added more pink to his second tattoo. Mustang had been true to form when picking Ed’s first tattoo. Writing over Ed’s left butt cheek that read ‘I’m the bitch’ surrounded by butterflies and stars. And as if that wasn’t bad enough Havoc’s choice had been worse, he had really outdone himself with his evilness. Currently being tattooed on Ed’s right butt cheek was a bright pink Pegasus My Little Pony.

Ed could have cried, not only was he going to be unable to sit down for over a week, it was being caused by a bright pink flying horse.

There was one consolation though, because of where his tattoos were, the tattooist had said no sex for at least two weeks so that they could heal properly. Now that had made Mustang and Havoc cry out.


baroqueangel: (Kenny grin)
My Kenny plushie that I order last year (okay so almost at the end of, but still last year) has arrived!!!!!! XDDDDDD

I may have squeeeed, a lot :P




I am so happy right now, I love my Kennyyyyyyyyyyyy <3333333333333333333333


On a creepy note, some guy is following my photobucket account, could be because I have boobie pictures on there, but seriously creepy none-the-less D:
baroqueangel: (Kenny grin)
My Kenny plushie that I order last year (okay so almost at the end of, but still last year) has arrived!!!!!! XDDDDDD

I may have squeeeed, a lot :P




I am so happy right now, I love my Kennyyyyyyyyyyyy <3333333333333333333333


On a creepy note, some guy is following my photobucket account, could be because I have boobie pictures on there, but seriously creepy none-the-less D:

Kuro spam

Nov. 13th, 2010 07:04 pm
baroqueangel: (Default)
Guys, guys have you seen this??? I was checking out DA and someone had a link to this. You have to watch it!!!!






This tells us when the next lot are out http://myanimelist.net/forum/?topicid=257606&show=0

Kuro spam

Nov. 13th, 2010 07:04 pm
baroqueangel: (Default)
Guys, guys have you seen this??? I was checking out DA and someone had a link to this. You have to watch it!!!!






This tells us when the next lot are out http://myanimelist.net/forum/?topicid=257606&show=0
baroqueangel: (Ed avatar)
I swear if this doesn't fucking work this time LJ will burn!! This is the best you're getting because LJ fucking sucks and can go to fucking hell because it is a son of a diseased fucking whore! 

Teh Big Slash meme

Read and/or write?

Both

Since when?

2007 - I actually had to look it up, I couldn't remember ^^; I can't believe it's been 3 years

How did you stumble into slash?

Deviantart!! I was just looking for pics of Tyson from Beyblade when I found it and then I couldn't stop :D

Your first fandom and pairing:

Beyblade - Kai/Tyson

The first person you told about your new hobby:

I told mum I was writing fanfics but not what they were about. Only the people that live in this box know what I write

The fandoms you read:

Bleach, FMA, Ouran, Highschool of the dead, Deathnote - there are others but these are the big ones

The fandoms you write:

FMA mostly although I have written Beyblade and Bleach too.

Your favourite pairings:

I'll just list one from each because otherwise I'll pretty much be here all day. Bya/Ichi, Roy/Ed, L/Light, Kai/Tyson, Kyoya/Tamaki

Favourite genres:

I'm gonna do a nochick_fics here and just say Porn XD

Least favourite pairings:

Ed/Win!!! Ichi/Hime, Toshirou/anybody

Least favourite genres:

Mpreg, deathfic (although I have written this ^^;), rapefic

What makes a story good?

In a long story, plot is good, I'm all for PWP but if you're managing to stretch that out over 50000 words it needs a plot. Other than that, whatever works

What makes a story bad?

Too much description, I don't need to know that his cum was whiter than the first snowfall of the year or anything like that. Overdoing it, trying to cater to everyone and forgetting that you're writting the story primarily for you and you should at least like what you have written!

The best author:

I can't answer this. There are so many authors I admire, some of whom I managed to work up the courage to friend and talk to and I can't pick just one of them. I'll go with a relative newcomer to LJ and that's dracoqueen22.

Why?

She writes amazing Bleach fics, I used to read her work on AFF, she has this superb set of ficlets under the title Seritei Monogatari, they range from pairings to non-pairings, het to yuri to yaoi and I love them all. So many pairings and characters to get to know and love <3

The best story you've ever read:

I had to think about this but I keep coming back to Zakai's The Sound of Silence

Why?

It is absolutely amazing, there is no way to describe my love for this fic. It had me on the edge of my seat almost the whole way through, it took me to Hell and back and always left me wanting more. Amazing is the only word that can give it any measure of justice

The worst story you've ever read:

Really not answering this, there are a few I can think of but I'm not gonna mention them here.

The best story you have written:

Ok, I'm really not good at praising myself and I actually feel uncomfortable answering this (yay for low self-esteem) but I have to say that I kind of like my Tortured Soul fic (Beyblade) and my Roy's Revenge (FMA) - I'm proud of them.

The worst story you have written:

My first ever PWP, it's called Powercut and I wrote it for my Beyblade fandom. There's a few FMA ficlets I'm not too happy with either :-/

Do you get feedback?

Usually, which is very nice and helpful :D

Do you have a favorite kink?

People think I'm weird enough as it is ^^; Let's just say one of my favourite sayings goes someting like 'sticks and stones may break my bones, but whips and chains...'I'm pretty sure you can finish that off ;D

Does something squick you?

Tentical sex still squicks me a little but there's pretty much nothing that can squick me now.

Is slash simply sex?

No way!! There is oh so much more to it than that.

How much time do you spend reading/writing?

Not as much as I'd like to.

Do you have RL friends who slash?

Don't make me laugh. My RL friends already think I'm mad just for liking anime

Have you made online friends through slash?

Hell yes XD

Do you think slash is just a phase?

God I hope not. I very much doubt that I'll ever 'grow out of it' if that's what you mean.

Could you simply stop slashing?

Could I simply stop breathing??? The answer to both is a pretty resolute NO!!

What do you think about...

Ratings G to PG-13

Fine if I'm not feeling in the mood for anything too porny.

Ratings R to NC-17

My favourite number that XD

AUs

Can be a lot of fun.

ARs

See above.

Crackfics

I live for these and I blame kookiety for it XD

Porn

Where?? XD

Angst

I'm an angst whore, I used to only write angst, angst is good

Mush

Too much kinda makes me want to vomit.

Romance

Sweet in moderation and where appropriate.

BDSM

My kinks demand it dear.

Darkfics

Dark is good, not black dark but dark dark is fine.

Deathfics

I have written one (little Beyblade drabble) and I may be sort of planning another but as I said before, probably my least favourite genre there is.

Rape recovery

I like the recovery part of that, nomdeplume's Nightmare on AFF is a good fic for this category.

FPS

Huh??

RPS

I feel like I should know this one :-/

RPG

No.

First times

I've written them, and I don't mind them but I don't like them to be too perfect because, let's face it, they're not!

Established relationships

Fine, Roy and Ed are often in an established relationship in most fic I read/write

Threesomes

Why even ask the question?? Havoc/Roy/Ed is love, Renji/Ichi/Byakuya is bliss XD

m/m slash

Do I even need to answer this??

femmeslash

If I'd been answering this a few weeks ago I'd have said not a lot, there are some I like but I read too much m/m to have time for this but now that I'm venturing into this teritory I have to admit to liking it a tad more.

Slashing a children's book/movie

Does completely butchering Snow White count?? ^^; I didn't use the actual characters, they were replaced with FMA and Bleach characters so does it still count?? I may also have an Ederella in the works ^^;

Chanslash

Someone mentioned this being shota and if that is the case then only if it's Soubi/Ritsuka or Sebastian/Ciel. I'm not ready to venture beyond those two pairings for that.

Explicit sex

And another question I do not feel the need to answer. If you don't know the answer by now, you really haven't been paying attention.

The importance of charactarization

High in plot fics. There is no real plot without good characterisation but in PWP, who cares?? It's all about the porn people XD

OOCness

Crackfic fine, its crackfic, they have to be ooc, its a law! Any other time, kept to a minimum is good. There will always be oocness in stories because everyone differs on the little things that class as IC.

Canon

Hah, I laugh in the face of your canon - unless it works and then I'm all for it XD

Fanon

Meh, I can take it or leave it. I knows what I like and that'll do me.

Cliches

In your face cliches I can live without but subtle ones, why not? :)

MPREG

NO! There has only ever been one mpreg story I have ever liked and again it was written by nomdeplume and called 'For him, for her'.

Wingfics

What now???

Crossovers

Been there, done that. Crackfic always loves the crossovers, anything else has to be handled right for it to work.

Group Slut Fics

In other words, would I like an Ed orgy/gangbang? FUCK YES!!! Would I like to see Ichigo getting fucked repeatedly by multiple partners at the same time? How's YES grab you?

Incest

I never used to like it, but then I watched Ouran (Twincestttttt XD) and then Blysse corrupted me (Elricestttttt XD) and now I'm pretty much loving the incest.

May/December

I'm guessing Roy/Ed would class, or Maes/Al (don't ask ^^;) so yes.

Het pairings in a slash fic

As a background pairing, fine (again, been there and done that)

Plot

Is good, I like the plot.

PWPs

Is candy, I like candy ;D

WIPs

I want to say I hate them, but I'm guilty of them so oops :D

LJ fics and communities

I do post on other sites but I primarily use LJ for my fic fix.

Mailing lists

Nah

Big Name Fans

Why??

Politics in a slash story

Sometimes necessary for the plot. Politics is a pretty broad subject, it's difficult to escape if you do plot fics.

Wake up Gay

*Shakes hand in an undecided guesture*

And finally....

Your pet peeve:

I'm not sure I have one. Unless shipbashing would count.

Your advice to new slashers:

Write what you enjoy, take on board constructive critism, it all helps and just keep trying. Practice makes perfect.

Your slash wish list:

Havoc/Roy/Ed, Havoc/Roy/Maes/Ed, Kenpachi/Byakuya/Ichigo, Byakuya/Renji/Ichigo, oh God the list is endless XD

The best slash archive:

No idea

The worst slash archive:

No idea - my aren't I helpful.


baroqueangel: (Ed avatar)
I swear if this doesn't fucking work this time LJ will burn!! This is the best you're getting because LJ fucking sucks and can go to fucking hell because it is a son of a diseased fucking whore! 

Teh Big Slash meme

Read and/or write?

Both

Since when?

2007 - I actually had to look it up, I couldn't remember ^^; I can't believe it's been 3 years

How did you stumble into slash?

Deviantart!! I was just looking for pics of Tyson from Beyblade when I found it and then I couldn't stop :D

Your first fandom and pairing:

Beyblade - Kai/Tyson

The first person you told about your new hobby:

I told mum I was writing fanfics but not what they were about. Only the people that live in this box know what I write

The fandoms you read:

Bleach, FMA, Ouran, Highschool of the dead, Deathnote - there are others but these are the big ones

The fandoms you write:

FMA mostly although I have written Beyblade and Bleach too.

Your favourite pairings:

I'll just list one from each because otherwise I'll pretty much be here all day. Bya/Ichi, Roy/Ed, L/Light, Kai/Tyson, Kyoya/Tamaki

Favourite genres:

I'm gonna do a nochick_fics here and just say Porn XD

Least favourite pairings:

Ed/Win!!! Ichi/Hime, Toshirou/anybody

Least favourite genres:

Mpreg, deathfic (although I have written this ^^;), rapefic

What makes a story good?

In a long story, plot is good, I'm all for PWP but if you're managing to stretch that out over 50000 words it needs a plot. Other than that, whatever works

What makes a story bad?

Too much description, I don't need to know that his cum was whiter than the first snowfall of the year or anything like that. Overdoing it, trying to cater to everyone and forgetting that you're writting the story primarily for you and you should at least like what you have written!

The best author:

I can't answer this. There are so many authors I admire, some of whom I managed to work up the courage to friend and talk to and I can't pick just one of them. I'll go with a relative newcomer to LJ and that's dracoqueen22.

Why?

She writes amazing Bleach fics, I used to read her work on AFF, she has this superb set of ficlets under the title Seritei Monogatari, they range from pairings to non-pairings, het to yuri to yaoi and I love them all. So many pairings and characters to get to know and love <3

The best story you've ever read:

I had to think about this but I keep coming back to Zakai's The Sound of Silence

Why?

It is absolutely amazing, there is no way to describe my love for this fic. It had me on the edge of my seat almost the whole way through, it took me to Hell and back and always left me wanting more. Amazing is the only word that can give it any measure of justice

The worst story you've ever read:

Really not answering this, there are a few I can think of but I'm not gonna mention them here.

The best story you have written:

Ok, I'm really not good at praising myself and I actually feel uncomfortable answering this (yay for low self-esteem) but I have to say that I kind of like my Tortured Soul fic (Beyblade) and my Roy's Revenge (FMA) - I'm proud of them.

The worst story you have written:

My first ever PWP, it's called Powercut and I wrote it for my Beyblade fandom. There's a few FMA ficlets I'm not too happy with either :-/

Do you get feedback?

Usually, which is very nice and helpful :D

Do you have a favorite kink?

People think I'm weird enough as it is ^^; Let's just say one of my favourite sayings goes someting like 'sticks and stones may break my bones, but whips and chains...'I'm pretty sure you can finish that off ;D

Does something squick you?

Tentical sex still squicks me a little but there's pretty much nothing that can squick me now.

Is slash simply sex?

No way!! There is oh so much more to it than that.

How much time do you spend reading/writing?

Not as much as I'd like to.

Do you have RL friends who slash?

Don't make me laugh. My RL friends already think I'm mad just for liking anime

Have you made online friends through slash?

Hell yes XD

Do you think slash is just a phase?

God I hope not. I very much doubt that I'll ever 'grow out of it' if that's what you mean.

Could you simply stop slashing?

Could I simply stop breathing??? The answer to both is a pretty resolute NO!!

What do you think about...

Ratings G to PG-13

Fine if I'm not feeling in the mood for anything too porny.

Ratings R to NC-17

My favourite number that XD

AUs

Can be a lot of fun.

ARs

See above.

Crackfics

I live for these and I blame kookiety for it XD

Porn

Where?? XD

Angst

I'm an angst whore, I used to only write angst, angst is good

Mush

Too much kinda makes me want to vomit.

Romance

Sweet in moderation and where appropriate.

BDSM

My kinks demand it dear.

Darkfics

Dark is good, not black dark but dark dark is fine.

Deathfics

I have written one (little Beyblade drabble) and I may be sort of planning another but as I said before, probably my least favourite genre there is.

Rape recovery

I like the recovery part of that, nomdeplume's Nightmare on AFF is a good fic for this category.

FPS

Huh??

RPS

I feel like I should know this one :-/

RPG

No.

First times

I've written them, and I don't mind them but I don't like them to be too perfect because, let's face it, they're not!

Established relationships

Fine, Roy and Ed are often in an established relationship in most fic I read/write

Threesomes

Why even ask the question?? Havoc/Roy/Ed is love, Renji/Ichi/Byakuya is bliss XD

m/m slash

Do I even need to answer this??

femmeslash

If I'd been answering this a few weeks ago I'd have said not a lot, there are some I like but I read too much m/m to have time for this but now that I'm venturing into this teritory I have to admit to liking it a tad more.

Slashing a children's book/movie

Does completely butchering Snow White count?? ^^; I didn't use the actual characters, they were replaced with FMA and Bleach characters so does it still count?? I may also have an Ederella in the works ^^;

Chanslash

Someone mentioned this being shota and if that is the case then only if it's Soubi/Ritsuka or Sebastian/Ciel. I'm not ready to venture beyond those two pairings for that.

Explicit sex

And another question I do not feel the need to answer. If you don't know the answer by now, you really haven't been paying attention.

The importance of charactarization

High in plot fics. There is no real plot without good characterisation but in PWP, who cares?? It's all about the porn people XD

OOCness

Crackfic fine, its crackfic, they have to be ooc, its a law! Any other time, kept to a minimum is good. There will always be oocness in stories because everyone differs on the little things that class as IC.

Canon

Hah, I laugh in the face of your canon - unless it works and then I'm all for it XD

Fanon

Meh, I can take it or leave it. I knows what I like and that'll do me.

Cliches

In your face cliches I can live without but subtle ones, why not? :)

MPREG

NO! There has only ever been one mpreg story I have ever liked and again it was written by nomdeplume and called 'For him, for her'.

Wingfics

What now???

Crossovers

Been there, done that. Crackfic always loves the crossovers, anything else has to be handled right for it to work.

Group Slut Fics

In other words, would I like an Ed orgy/gangbang? FUCK YES!!! Would I like to see Ichigo getting fucked repeatedly by multiple partners at the same time? How's YES grab you?

Incest

I never used to like it, but then I watched Ouran (Twincestttttt XD) and then Blysse corrupted me (Elricestttttt XD) and now I'm pretty much loving the incest.

May/December

I'm guessing Roy/Ed would class, or Maes/Al (don't ask ^^;) so yes.

Het pairings in a slash fic

As a background pairing, fine (again, been there and done that)

Plot

Is good, I like the plot.

PWPs

Is candy, I like candy ;D

WIPs

I want to say I hate them, but I'm guilty of them so oops :D

LJ fics and communities

I do post on other sites but I primarily use LJ for my fic fix.

Mailing lists

Nah

Big Name Fans

Why??

Politics in a slash story

Sometimes necessary for the plot. Politics is a pretty broad subject, it's difficult to escape if you do plot fics.

Wake up Gay

*Shakes hand in an undecided guesture*

And finally....

Your pet peeve:

I'm not sure I have one. Unless shipbashing would count.

Your advice to new slashers:

Write what you enjoy, take on board constructive critism, it all helps and just keep trying. Practice makes perfect.

Your slash wish list:

Havoc/Roy/Ed, Havoc/Roy/Maes/Ed, Kenpachi/Byakuya/Ichigo, Byakuya/Renji/Ichigo, oh God the list is endless XD

The best slash archive:

No idea

The worst slash archive:

No idea - my aren't I helpful.


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