16 March 2017

daemon_angelus: (fate extra | saber nero [ points! ])
the prelude to a massive University!AU crossover between Guilty Gear (Sol/Ky only tbh), Overwatch and Yu-Gi-Oh (KaiJou) characters dreamt up by [livejournal.com profile] celticheavens and I that never got written in the full 'cos honestly, it's just too huge a project to tackle outside of our crack-fueled great-wall-of-china-wall-of-texts telegram chats (ू˃̣̣̣̣̣̣︿˂̣̣̣̣̣̣ ू)

we had roles for like everyone okay (ky as the impeccable literature professor who's in a relationship with slacker oaf tenured5eva-so-never-has-to-actually-work-another-day-of-his-life science genius sol; dad:76 as president of the university and old military buddy of sol's, as is edgelord-dad reaper, with genji/hanzo/hana/lucio as students - I mean, we even dreamt up that hanzo runs a 'business' on the side selling photos that he took of his brother on the sly - even featuring seto and katsuya from YGO cos where my OTP goes, [livejournal.com profile] celticheavens 's are sure to follow amirite) -- nonetheless, please have my tiny offering of solky
(*•̀ᴗ•́*)و ̑̑


It had been just another one of those utterly forgettable conferences )
 
daemon_angelus: (ffxv | noctis [ ... ])
I stare at the abyss that is
The depths of my soul (or whatever is left of it)
And all that whispers back to me - coldly, cruelly - is -
Do you love him

My eyebrows furrow, golden eyes glinting
With as much uncertainty as curiosity - some kind of demented instinct
That denies and smirks at that very denial all the same
When desire feels twisted and love is like a game
When everything is capable of being ground to dust
Under my strength and rage all the same

I shake my head, wild mahogany hair flaying from side to side
To clear out the thoughts that are mine and yet aren't really mine (the mocking snarls and derisive fanged smirks - that sneer at the notion of an immortal loving a human - of a monster wanting redemption -)

In the name of the Father
You shall be undone
By the very man you hope to protect
Who wields lightning and righteous vengeance against the very being that you are -

- the thoughts come to an abrupt halt - a blank void because thinking anymore is just that much harder - what's a man(?) to do - how much can one take -

- just before Ky calls out to him
And only with a hundred odd years of practice and isolation
Does Sol manage to close off and hide
Any of what he was thinking from showing on his face
As he answers the man he doesn't dare to love
With an annoyed grunt and grimace (that, really, are hollow beneath the surface)
daemon_angelus: (ffxv | noctis [ solemn ])
Sol exists in a kind of suspended animation -- a stagnation. His body does not age, it always heals itself right back up to its most optimal functioning point, he does not age -- he walks forward, but maybe it's just everything else around him moving past him and he's not really progressing. It's a kind of complacency that comes with being practically immortal and indestructible (that comes with being no longer human).

That is, until he meets (and falls in love with) Ky Kiske.

Ky doesn't know when to quit, when to stop, when to cease trudging tirelessly endlessly forwards, even when his heavy boots are caked in mud, grime and blood; his coat weighs him down with more mud, grime, rain, sweat, and more blood; when his hair clings to his eyes with sweat, rain, and grime, and he barely has any energy left to do anything else but keep himself awake -- still, he always trudges forwards. And somehow, he manages to convince everyone else around him to trudge forwards as well (towards a better tomorrow).

Sol had heard it whispered once - that there was no one else like Ky Kiske.

Even with a hundred and seventy years of existence under his belt (and the hundreds upon hundreds of men, individuals, creatures, he's encountered) -

He thinks they're right.
 
daemon_angelus: (fate extra | saber nero [ fistpump ])
that is definitely Ky but I'm not sure if you can call the narrator Sol for this piece (was just running with feelings bubbling inside me)

-- and I think / today might just be my lucky day )
daemon_angelus: (ffxv | noctis [ somnus ])
written over the new year (2016 2017) and somehow, the christmas/new year holiday season fills me (creative mindset wise?) more with quiet melancholy than "joy" / "lightheartedness" / "exuberence" -- BECAUSE IT'S WINTER ISN'T IT so what if we don't have seasons here


Ky breathes foggy rings into the chilled winter air )
daemon_angelus: (ffxv | noctis [ ... ])
R-ish stuff behind the cut ೕ(•̀ㅂ•́ )

It's cold out )
daemon_angelus: (fate extra | saber nero [ hugs! ])
BECAUSE THERE MUST ALWAYS BE MODEL AU FOR OTPs
because [livejournal.com profile] celticheavens finished hers over here (~19k words of epic KaiJou!) and here (WITH MENTIONS OF SOLKY (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧) -- and I honestly mean it when I say all the past solky dumps are basically products of her support, encouragement, feedback and just being my awesome audience of one LOL (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧

I've been writing sol/ky stuff consistently since about nov 2016, just that I haven't been able to dump my phone-typed stuff here until now - with chef!au almost complete first time I've written almost every night for about one-two weeks - so yeahhhhh thankful for vintage golden otp inspiration (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧


also, R-ish stuff behind the cut LOL (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧ I spot a trend


Sol thinks / Ky is / Ephemeral )

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