#as much as i am living for blonde!rinoa

[squinoas]

PICK YOUR FIGHTER: RINOA HEARTILLY EDITION

[snowflake-of-destruction]

what’s one thing you really want or wanted to write, but haven’t / can’t?

Haven't?

12/13 Akuroku week one shots

WITHOUT FALSE HOPE. You don't know how much I love that story in my head and yet there's only one chapter so far

The rest of the WIPs Give It Form, Advantage Rule, Sometimes the Lesson Is

I am failing

Somewhere in between Haven't and Can't

Axel's Moving Castle. I definitely should not have another WIP. It makes me look like a clown and it will be another thing I update too infrequently and feel like I let people down on....but I'm definitely going to do this

Can't

Kingdom Hearts Phantom of the Opera AU, but instead of playing it 1 to 1, it's a modern/real world/University au with an ambitious theatre department at Radiant Garden University putting on Webber's Phantom where Vanitas is playing the Phantom, Naminé playing Christine, and Riku is playing Raol. This is Riku's first major role and he shifts between cocky and nervous. Vanitas is abrasive but talented as you would expect. He's been cast in a lot of shows despite being difficult...and he's actually not that difficult this time around, comparatively. He started off obnoxious but Riku stood up to him early off in rehearsals and instead of raising hell, Vanitas took a shine to him and has been even giving him tips instead of complaining about working with an amateur. Enter Sora, childhood friend of Riku and Kairi and a new transfer this semester who is working on tech/a stagehand/etc. who Riku is overjoyed to see and who sees Riku perform once and becomes smitten. And thus the true Phantom of the Opera AU starts. In the background Organization XIII members are all different arts majors across different areas (theatre, dance, music, photography) all working on this joint senior project or MFA student showcase for the end of the year ( and younger students roped into assisting with it in Roxas and Zion's case). It's some kind of performance art showcase...people think....Nobody on the outside knows what is being planned, just that there keep being these strange self advertisements on social media of like Xemnas holding a hyper realistic bloody heart paired with an audio file of angry sitar music from Demyx, and then next time it's Axel and Saix dancing in front of a full moon while ice cream falls from the sky and then a date at the end that just says "Meet the Organization. Regain your heart." And everyone is too scared to ask what the hell they are planning. It's just known that it's their combined magnum opus and now there's drama because some of them are involved in the play when before they had agreed no mainstage performances this semester because they need to Focus on The Organization (and also personal drama because Axel is rumored to  be seeing a certain little blonde freshman and forgot to let Saix know that they were broken up for good this time before going after Roxas).

Final Fantasy VIII AU where Seifer passed the SeeD field exam and Squall didn’t and it makes all the difference. At the time where they are deciding to defy orders, instead of waiting for Seifer to lead the way and letting it fall on him, Squall runs out first or maybe the mission unfolds the same way but Squall just gets a case of stupid, stubborn noble later when Seifer is taking the brunt of what really was a group decision (and the right call still in Squall’s mind) even if Seifer was “squad leader” for the exercise. and especially when it goes too far (Xu telling Seifer ”You’ll never be a SeeD. Calling yourself a captain is a joke.” anyone?)  and starts talking back and being insubordinate in front of other people to the point where it can’t be ignored even if he is a favorite. Seifer is passed because SeeD still wants/was promised a gunblade specialist. Squall isn’t at the ball and thus doesn’t meet Rinoa. Instead Rinoa and Seifer meet up like their plan was, and, following Seifer gets assigned the mission with the Forest Owls of Timber. Squall doesn’t have the same motivation to chase after that Seifer did, so where does it go from there? Does less change than you would first think and Seifer still fall under Edea’s thrall? Does someone else? Does Seifer get to be the hero of the story? Is Squall still experiencing Laguna flashbacks while stuck in Garden? Where do these paths go?

Hayner meets Ventus and sees a second bonus Roxas, this one unattached. So he tries to woo Ventus like he would Roxas and fails miserably. He has to learn what Ventus actually likes and who he is, and in the process of "learning to cheat the system" he falls for Ventus, though just when he's starting to get Ventus to trust him/fall for him, then Ventus ends up as a history professor at Twilight Town University, teaching a class on the First Keyblade War (who better the teach history than someone who lived through it) since TT has progressed to being fully aware of the larger universe post KH3 in this au. Dr. Laurium Villiers was supposed to teach, but he had to back out and Ventus took over. Hayner was already signed up and is convinced not to drop a history credit he needs just for a chance to get with Ventus. I am not entirely sure where this was going after this point. I...combined a few story ideas while rambling about Ventus and Hayner one night. 

See you in the next life story of Axel and Roxas as Balamb Garden SeeDs in the background of FFVIII. No long explanation here. I just have some FFVIII feelings...you may have noticed them.

Story where KH1 era Sora and Dark Road prologue Xehanort step through the door and the portal respectively when taunted by time travleing brown cloak Ansem,and somehow end up in each other's places. Sora ends up studying at Scala in the past and ends up befriending and possibly dating Eraqus--they encourage each other's impulsiveness and other bad habits and are complete disasters together. Dark Road's search for the missing keyblade students plays out very differently. Meanwhile, Xehanort is stuck in a future that keeps changing as Sora changes the past and having a bad time of it as Riku and Kairi really don't take to him like Eraqus took to Sora. In fact Riku blames him for Sora being missing (while he still remembers Sora) and is an active annoyance. I can't write this, not just because NO MORE WIPS but because there's not enough of canon Dark Road out yet to make an effective skewed timeline.

Probably more stuff to be honest. But this is everything currently tied for first place in my mind at the moment.

[hyperionswrath--archived]

FINAL FANTASY VIII - VERSE | H O M E C O M I N G

Tag: .H O M E C O M I N G verse

@dogof-war:

[ Message sent from ANON / Seifer ] : I know who you are, I know that you're out there. You have sympathisers. I can help you - meet me west of Galbadia Train Station. You can send scouts should you not trust this message, however, I am one person. I promise to help.

A gust of wind rushed through the lush canopy of trees above, rustling the leaves and bushes around, sounds mixing in with the soft burbling of the Obel Lake. The all-encompassing tranquility had only just been disturbed by the sound of a message received by phone, stirring the figure sitting with his back to a tree out of his reverie. Procuring the obtrusive object from the pocket of his light grey leather jacket, the tall blond flicked his thumb to unlock it, seeing the message received from an unknown sender.

Brow furrowing slightly, the man read it again. And again. Feeling the prickling of paranoia in the back of his head, jade-green eyes flicked over the clearing, assessing the safety of his current position. A habit well-groomed over the past years he had been living on the run from practically the entire world.

You have sympathizers.

At that, he could not help but snort dismissively, the statement too improbable given what he had done. Who could sympathize with someone starting a World War? The Second Sorceress War, at that. Causing a Lunar Cry which's impact had hit Esthar hard and had resulted in a massive loss of life. And his deeds, or rather, crimes didn't end there. Did he even want to know what kind of person would think of this as agreeable?

Letting a sigh slip from his lips, Seifer Almasy pocketed his phone again, pressing himself off the ground and brushing dirt from his black pants. They had seen better days, as had all of him. There was some wear and tear to be spotted, although he made a point of keeping himself clean and well-groomed to the best of his abilities, procuring new items of clothing whenever necessary. His travels, for lack of a better word, had brought him all over the world, uncovering the best hideouts far away from people as well as ramshackle towns where no one asked questions when he needed a job as a sword for hire, mercenary work, or whatever else would earn him some Gil and give him the luxury of a bathroom and bed.

As chance would have it, he was currently on his way to one such town, residing close to the Obel River in the south of Yaulny Canyon. And heading there would lead him to the Monterosa Plateau, close enough to the train station mentioned in the text. Shouldering his duffle bag now and making to continue his path through the forest close to the lake, he mulled over the options he had and the off-chance that someone actually wanted to help him. Hyne knew he could use it.

Although there was a definite threat of it being a trap, for all he knew people were still after him despite his laying low as much as he could. There had been no one to be held accountable for what had transpired, Deling being killed by Ultimicia right at the start of everything and the witches gone - well, almost all of them at least. As far as he knew, Rinoa was still alive and kicking, protected by his rival, their Garden friends, and the Commander of Galbadia.

So his thoughts went as he made his way along Obel Lake, reaching the river to it’s north at sundown. The nearby caves offered both shelter and enough space to hide from inquisitive eyes, and he made his camp there, forgoing a fire just in case whoever had contacted him was already on the lookout.

As morning came, he continued his path, cursing the fact he had to steer clear of any means of transportation as much as possible. Too dangerous. When the sun rose to its zenith, Seifer had reached a hill providing him a vantage point to overlook the Monterosa Plateau area in which the train station resided, eyes peeled for anything suspicious. He could at least give it a try and see what would await him should he decide to head down there.