bofoddity | Ficlet Request Time and other stuff

It's Valentine's Day, and that means two things. First,

halfamoon will wrap up today, and just like last year, it's been a truckload of love. I didn't have much time to dig up recs or write some fic, but I did plug some of my own fics and started the The Unpopular Woman Love Post where you love your favorite hated female. My only regret about it is that I asked people to state reasons for why their characters of choice are so unlucky, which took some of the feel-good away from the feel-good. Better luck next time?

Second, I'm trying to make up for my lazy last year by writing more this year. That means ficlet requests!

So give me a prompt and a pairing (threesomes and moresomes go too, though they'll probably be more on the gen side), and I'll write you a drabble/ficlet in return. The fandoms I'm most familiar with are Final Fantasy VI-IX, Star Wars, House PD, Smallville, Silent Hill, Nolan's Batman-films, Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Angel, Lost and Rome, but if the fandom is something you know me to be familiar with, go ahead and request. Het, slash and femslash all a go.

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YAY! Ficlet requests.

Ok, because I am a kinky bitch--and you know this...

Request one: Zack x Tifa x Sephiroth 3-some. AU or Nibleheim (although Tifa is a mite young there...)

Request two: Happy Cloud.

Request three: Prompt: "They all assumed she looked away when Aerith touched Cloud because of him. But they never considered that maybe she longed for petal soft touches of her own." (Don't have to use the quote, but I'd like a Tifa x Aerith implied ficlet, please, ma'am.)

That's all for now.

(All for now? Give me time to think of the other two first. :P Here's the Tifa x Aerith.)

It always amazed her how easy it was for Aerith to touch others. Whether it was patting Nanaki's nose, smacking Barret on the shoulder (for which she always had to rise on her toes, which amused everybody) or grabbing Cloud from the elbow, it was as natural for her as breathing. The touch wasn't always returned, but it was never rejected. Sometimes it hurt to see Cloud smile at it.

Most of the time it was another thing that hurt her. Touch was like an instinct for Aerith, but she almost never touched Tifa.

Tifa didn't understand why. Aside from Cloud, it was her company that Aerith sought out whenever they had time to be like ordinary people. They laughed at the same things. They dreamed of a future with green land and without Shin-Ra. Sometimes Aerith touched her hand, but it never lasted long.

After some time, it stopped hurting her and instead just confused her, and she decided that the most likely reason was that Aerith found her intimidating. So she asked Aerith about it.

"There's nothing wrong with you!" Aerith insisted. "I'm.. I'm just afraid I'll make you uncomfortable."

Aerith avoided her eyes, which confused her further. Then she did something about it.

"Don't be silly." She extended her arms out, and felt weird for a moment. The person she hugged the most was Barret, and she wondered how Aerith would feel like in comparison. She shrugged the feeling off and smiled. "Come on. Let's try it."

To her surprise, Aerith didn't try to excuse herself, despite the tension in her shoulders. Instead she walked up to Tifa and wrapped her arms around her, settling against her as Tifa closed her in an embrace. After a while, she discovered some things.

Aerith was tiny compared to Barret. Her body was stronger than you could tell by looking at her. It tickled when she pressed her nose into Tifa's hair.

"I didn't mean," Aerith started, pulling away. She was blushing, and as soon as Tifa understood why, her cheeks followed the lead.

Oooooh, how I love you for this! This was awesome covered in awesomesauce, but you knew that. You have a knack for just getting a scene, and making it so real and so connected to the reader. Well done!

You're too, too kind! You'll get rest of your ficlets sometime during tomorrow, but you liking this is great.

(And here's the threesome. SOLDIER!Tifa AU.)

When he introduced Tifa to Sephiroth, he didn't think much of it. She wanted to meet her idol once, and one meeting was all he knew Sephiroth would agree to, so Zack arranged it and then put it out of his mind. Afterward Tifa was thoughtful, but smiled and said yes when he asked her if everything was okay. So he hadn't thought of it anymore.

Zack didn't start thinking when Tifa cropped her hair so short it was barely there, despite the way she had preferred to keep her hair as long as it was acceptable.He got worried when she started to get thinner, losing the shapes that had made her a target for a lot of unwanted attention, but when she stopped and still looked healthy, he forgot about it again. Being a SOLDIER meant you had no time to think of your looks, after all. And she still smiled. That had to mean she was all right.

So when he finally walks in on her and Sephiroth, it nearly knocks him out.

Wearing a tux with her breasts strapped away, Tifa almost looks like a boy ("He likes it when I cross-dress," she will tell him). With her pants pulled down, Zack can tell he's not. Sephiroth smiles to him over her shoulder.

"I'm so glad you introduced us."

Later, he will wonder what made him obey when Sephiroth told him to come closer.

Cloud had recently discovered whistling.

For years, he had assumed it was something he simply didn't have the skill for. (Zack, of course, had known how, but as carefully as Cloud had crafted his delusion, some things were beyond imitation.) The few times he managed one were moments of amazement, and that irritated him. Cloud may not have been normal, but surely whistling was something he could handle.

So Cloud started practicing. First, he was pathetic. Later, the wheeze began to turn into a sound.

He couldn't whistle entire songs yet, but he did manage short tunes, and managed them often. He thought his development was invisible, first, but then Tifa confirmed the opposite.

"I liked you better when you brooded."

Tifa turned to search her migraine pills, and Cloud couldn't stop grinning. There was nothing like success.

AHHH!! I love them both, as you know. The SxTxZ one is just creepy...and yet so intriguing. I love the borderline suspenseful nature of it. And happy Cloud make me...well, happy!. Thank you!

Uhm... Prompt #4 Barret didn't think of her as a daughter.

:D

Barret never thought of Tifa as his daughter. When they first met, Tifa was a girl next door in his eyes, with a weight on her shoulders that shouldn't have been hers to carry in many years. Barret felt for her, and thought of her as a kid in need of guidance. It never stopped surprising him how fast she became more.

They grew older, and sometimes Tifa seemed to leave him behind. Barret decided that the increasing aches in his body were first steps to graying, so he was still farther in the lead. Meanwhile Tifa was living the best years of her life, heavy with memories, but not sour. The worst thing that could happen to her was to get stuck with a grumpy bastard like Barret.

(With him or Cloud, that was. Barret may have liked the guy, but Cloud just wasn't well.)

They grew older still, and Barret suddenly found himself without an excuse. Meteor had come up and down and he was still alive, his conscience lighter, and happiness had become a concrete chance. So when he got the courage to ask Tifa out, there was one more thing to lean on. Barret had never thought of Tifa as his daughter, but that didn't mean she hadn't seen him as a father. Or as a creep next door.

Then she said yes.

This was better than my expectations, and my expectations were pretty damn high. "They grew older still, and Barret suddenly found himself without an excuse." Loved that line, because I can see him using that as an excuse...and then having none. LOL. YAY!

Thank you!

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