fic: drabblet x duex
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bonnefoisTitle: in the cold of morning
fandom: FE10
pairing: ....guess Ike/Soren
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mission_insane for the prompt 'nuzzle'. I'd have already posted my whole table if it wasn't hating me. Done for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
r_amythest ♥
In the cold of the morning Soren pulled his way closer in his state of half-sleep. His hands and feet seem always cold, and he seemed particularly fond of using Ike to warm them. Ike is surprisingly tolerant of this, though he’s woken up from his stupor to the feeling of icy fingers and icy toes curled against and around him. In these mountains frost gathers in Soren’s hair and brows, and Ike’s own hands seem to slow in their dexterity. Even in the tent, their breath comes in clouds of white, like brief wil o’ the wisps disappearing into thin air again.
Ike never questioned Soren’s decision to visit here, in this remote mountain where there is only a group of monks to find. And the monks themselves were austere, calm in there utter poverty but Soren seemed determined to find whatever knowledge he thought they possessed, something he knew Soren valued far more than any material treasures.
Ike had supposed this trip would be brief, just like all of Soren’s other suggestions, but a few days turned into a few weeks. And yet Ike was unhurried. Soren could take years of studying if need be, though Ike personally would prefer a warmer climate.
But he must admit, in the cold with Soren’s smaller body huddled beside him, nuzzling for warm there’s a sort of calm he’s never found in the southern places with their heat and blackflies.
Ike would rather just have a medium, one with enough cold and yet not the danger of losing limbs to frostbite.
A still place where he can live out his life with Soren, wherever it may lead.
That’s all he wants.
Title: I’d like to share your sweater
fandom: FE9/10 (AU)
pairing: ....guess Ike/Soren
a/n:mission_insane from the song list, wherein I used 'My Drug' by Cherryfalls . I'd have already posted my whole table if it wasn't hating me. Basically just a short snippet of hoodiemodernaufluff Done for r_amythest ♥
The hoodie has been through the wash so many times that the colors are faded, it was Greil’s before it was Ike’s and it shows. On Soren it is at least two sizes too big, and he swims in the cloth and the comfort of it. It smells like Ike, his deodorant and sweat and aftershave. Despite the chill, despite that the inner lining has been long gone, Soren is warm.
Soren looks a fool and he knows it, but he doesn’t care. He ignores the stares of the fellow classmates, waiting outside in the cold which seems far away now. A yellow leaf floats past him, reddish gold leaves following as the wind picks up. Time goes slowly as the clockwork ticks in his mind.
The bench is cold but he barely feels it, more leaves pass as the day wanes.
But he keeps waiting, every bit of skin bone and muscle poised in anticipation. He knows, he believes, he trusts. Ike promised to not leave him behind and he won’t doubt it for a moment. It is soon that he sees Ike coming out with a ball under his arm, heavy books slung over his shoulder with careless ease.
Ike waves at him and Soren stands, straining with his heavy books. Ike says nothing, but hands him the ball and takes Soren’s bookbag before he can say a word of protest.
And he smiles, a halfsmile that’s so casual and sincere it melts every bit of cold he might’ve felt.
“Let’s go home,” Ike says, and Soren follows.
Though, he thinks, he already is home.
Title: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Soren Scorned
fandom: FE9/10
pairing: ....guess Ike/Soren
a/n:mission_insane for 'vengeful. I'd have already posted my whole table if it wasn't hating me. Basically just a short snippet of of silliness featuring some jealous!Soren and reallyclueless!Ike. Done for r_amythest ♥
Hell hath no fury like a Soren scorned (later on Oscar politely coughed and pointed out that it was actually hell hath no fury like a woman scorned to which Ike just shrugged, oblivious at the point. Ike was always clueless to women and their intentions.)
Maybe those ‘mysterious Elwind attacks’ on any woman other than Titania and Mist who got within three meters of Ike should’ve been fairly obvious, but Ike was stumped. Utterly mystified.
He also failed to notice that Soren had stuck to his side, only leaving when absolutely necessary – even more than usual. He wasn’t particularly used to having Soren waiting a fair distance outside the latrine, muttering something about surprise attacks of enemies and harpies.
Ike didn’t mind the company, however. He wasn’t sure what was bothering Soren, but Ike figured he’d give it some time. Either Soren would come to him with the explanation, he’d pat Soren on the back and maybe rock him to sleep, and everything would be alright again. If not, then he’d simply ask Soren and hold him if he needed to be held.
Really, Ike didn’t see the big deal. He didn’t completely see why all the women flocked to him, but then he didn’t really see them either. Aimee had once even shoved her breasts in his face and all he’d felt was rather disgusted by her behavior. Gatrie would’ve killed for the chance, Ike just wanted to be free of her.
But when Soren was in his arms it was a different thing; he didn’t want it to stop. Soren fit against him well and the scent of him was faint, yet distracted.
Ike wasn’t sure what this meant, but he’d figure it out eventually.
I swear there'll be longer fic for this, also non!IkeSoren fic (honest! I have a Geoffrey/Elincia one planned and a couple Pelleas/Micaiah) I simply find M_I a good one for when I need an instant idea for a giftdrabble.
fandom: FE10
pairing:
a/n:
mission_insane for the prompt 'nuzzle'. I'd have already posted my whole table if it wasn't hating me. Done for r_amythest ♥In the cold of the morning Soren pulled his way closer in his state of half-sleep. His hands and feet seem always cold, and he seemed particularly fond of using Ike to warm them. Ike is surprisingly tolerant of this, though he’s woken up from his stupor to the feeling of icy fingers and icy toes curled against and around him. In these mountains frost gathers in Soren’s hair and brows, and Ike’s own hands seem to slow in their dexterity. Even in the tent, their breath comes in clouds of white, like brief wil o’ the wisps disappearing into thin air again.
Ike never questioned Soren’s decision to visit here, in this remote mountain where there is only a group of monks to find. And the monks themselves were austere, calm in there utter poverty but Soren seemed determined to find whatever knowledge he thought they possessed, something he knew Soren valued far more than any material treasures.
Ike had supposed this trip would be brief, just like all of Soren’s other suggestions, but a few days turned into a few weeks. And yet Ike was unhurried. Soren could take years of studying if need be, though Ike personally would prefer a warmer climate.
But he must admit, in the cold with Soren’s smaller body huddled beside him, nuzzling for warm there’s a sort of calm he’s never found in the southern places with their heat and blackflies.
Ike would rather just have a medium, one with enough cold and yet not the danger of losing limbs to frostbite.
A still place where he can live out his life with Soren, wherever it may lead.
That’s all he wants.
Title: I’d like to share your sweater
fandom: FE9/10 (AU)
pairing:
a/n:
mission_insane from the song list, wherein I used 'My Drug' by Cherryfalls . I'd have already posted my whole table if it wasn't hating me. Basically just a short snippet of hoodiemodernaufluff Done for r_amythest ♥The hoodie has been through the wash so many times that the colors are faded, it was Greil’s before it was Ike’s and it shows. On Soren it is at least two sizes too big, and he swims in the cloth and the comfort of it. It smells like Ike, his deodorant and sweat and aftershave. Despite the chill, despite that the inner lining has been long gone, Soren is warm.
Soren looks a fool and he knows it, but he doesn’t care. He ignores the stares of the fellow classmates, waiting outside in the cold which seems far away now. A yellow leaf floats past him, reddish gold leaves following as the wind picks up. Time goes slowly as the clockwork ticks in his mind.
The bench is cold but he barely feels it, more leaves pass as the day wanes.
But he keeps waiting, every bit of skin bone and muscle poised in anticipation. He knows, he believes, he trusts. Ike promised to not leave him behind and he won’t doubt it for a moment. It is soon that he sees Ike coming out with a ball under his arm, heavy books slung over his shoulder with careless ease.
Ike waves at him and Soren stands, straining with his heavy books. Ike says nothing, but hands him the ball and takes Soren’s bookbag before he can say a word of protest.
And he smiles, a halfsmile that’s so casual and sincere it melts every bit of cold he might’ve felt.
“Let’s go home,” Ike says, and Soren follows.
Though, he thinks, he already is home.
Title: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Soren Scorned
fandom: FE9/10
pairing:
a/n:
mission_insane for 'vengeful. I'd have already posted my whole table if it wasn't hating me. Basically just a short snippet of of silliness featuring some jealous!Soren and reallyclueless!Ike. Done for r_amythest ♥Hell hath no fury like a Soren scorned (later on Oscar politely coughed and pointed out that it was actually hell hath no fury like a woman scorned to which Ike just shrugged, oblivious at the point. Ike was always clueless to women and their intentions.)
Maybe those ‘mysterious Elwind attacks’ on any woman other than Titania and Mist who got within three meters of Ike should’ve been fairly obvious, but Ike was stumped. Utterly mystified.
He also failed to notice that Soren had stuck to his side, only leaving when absolutely necessary – even more than usual. He wasn’t particularly used to having Soren waiting a fair distance outside the latrine, muttering something about surprise attacks of enemies and harpies.
Ike didn’t mind the company, however. He wasn’t sure what was bothering Soren, but Ike figured he’d give it some time. Either Soren would come to him with the explanation, he’d pat Soren on the back and maybe rock him to sleep, and everything would be alright again. If not, then he’d simply ask Soren and hold him if he needed to be held.
Really, Ike didn’t see the big deal. He didn’t completely see why all the women flocked to him, but then he didn’t really see them either. Aimee had once even shoved her breasts in his face and all he’d felt was rather disgusted by her behavior. Gatrie would’ve killed for the chance, Ike just wanted to be free of her.
But when Soren was in his arms it was a different thing; he didn’t want it to stop. Soren fit against him well and the scent of him was faint, yet distracted.
Ike wasn’t sure what this meant, but he’d figure it out eventually.
I swear there'll be longer fic for this, also non!IkeSoren fic (honest! I have a Geoffrey/Elincia one planned and a couple Pelleas/Micaiah) I simply find M_I a good one for when I need an instant idea for a giftdrabble.
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Date: 2008-10-01 10:43 am (UTC)I loved them, especially the second one.
And Ike's obliviousness is awesome XD
On a side note, my request meme is open for seconds if you're interested ;)
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Date: 2008-10-01 05:28 pm (UTC)Yay 8D Mine is too...though I still have a lot to finish 8D
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Date: 2008-10-01 08:14 pm (UTC)I blame stress, though I'm not so sure anymore.
Haha I should do a second request... but I don't think you've done the first one yet XD
(gah, someone requested a Zelloyd... I dunno how I'm gonna write it XD but a promise is a promise)
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Date: 2008-10-01 08:24 pm (UTC)XD I know, I need to get a workin'~
(Do it genish-like with Zelos teasing Lloyd. You know, canonish stuff :D)
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Date: 2008-10-01 09:35 pm (UTC)Yesh you do~
Haha I prob will, though I want some good hints of the pairing... Hey, doing a pairing I don't normally write will do me good.
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Date: 2008-10-02 12:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-02 07:54 am (UTC)You will be cloned and then we will release the amazing writers to the world!
HAHAHA! sJDFHSDKJFSDKFSJfjsdkfsjkdf. I need to stop commenting on old posts, don't I... ?
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Date: 2009-08-02 08:44 am (UTC)Nah, I'm enjoying them. Commentspam as much as you want! ♥