daemon_angelus: (ffxv | noctis [ smile sometimes ])
because (re-)doing UF!au from Ky's POV is like thirteen of hercules' labours (i.e. nigh impossible) - HAVE A SNIPPET INSTEAD :D and yes, the title is based on the words craved in their belt buckles in canon AND I NOW STAUNCHLY REFUSE TO BELIEVE ANY OTHER INTERPRETATIONS OF THEM SO THERE (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧

He wakes -- )
daemon_angelus: (fate extra | saber nero [ y/y ])
a lot of solky stuff wouldn't have come to fruition without [livejournal.com profile] celticheavens and her constant encouragement, support, feedback and just being there and replying to/sound-boarding all the random hype that comes out of my mouth regarding my OTP (no really - I talk about them a lot) -- so as usual, THIS PIECE IS DEDICATED TO [livejournal.com profile] celticheavens (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧ especially because 1) SHE LEGIT CAME UP WITH THAT HAPPY RESOLUTION that I literally couldn't see when I was crying my eyes out discussing the premise/setting of this AU with her; 2) I think she's been a rather big stylistic influence for this one (in terms of vocaulary and imagery used) so (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧

I've always liked the word 'chiaroscuro' and what it means (from wikipedia: The underlying principle is that solidity of form is best achieved by the light falling against it) - I've also always wanted to write something worthy of having that word as its title and I'm glad I think I've finally achieved that (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧ also that underlined phrase is my summary right there lol

the fundamental idea/premise for this piece was sparked by a scene near the end of Ed Sheeran's Shape of You MV - the underground boxing/fight scene - and while it's treated a little comically in the original mv, my mind of course had to take a realistic (darker) turn, and coupled with looping 30 Seconds to Mars' Hurricane - this happened (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧ I've been doing a lot of modern AUs for solky recently

a-and no, this isn't my excuse to stick a tribal tattoo on shirtless!sol what are you talking about

to be honest, I got fatigued towards the end of this (this whole thing was written over something like 3 days almost nonstop besides trying to reasonably function at work lol) but I just had to get it out of my system before it consumed me (throwing homophobic slurs at my OTP is probably the hardest thing I've ever had to write) so... I may revisit this in future; a lot of the scenes and emotional tension that [livejournal.com profile] celticheavens and I managed to touch upon isn't included here (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧

I also don't know if it's something to be proud of but my first real nsfw content (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧

so, warnings: language, explicit content (some graphic violence, sexual mentions), mature themes

what's in a name. )
daemon_angelus: (fate extra | saber nero [ points! ])
written as part of my model!au YGO x GG crossover with celticheavens (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧ and because they say write what you know and I've been playing a lot of the legend of zelda: breath of the wild recently (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧

crossposted to ao3 with further notes & disclaimers here.

"Sooooool--!" )
daemon_angelus: (ffxv | noctis [ are you ready ])
I dont have much background/reason for this other than I wanted to write a 'dark' au-ish version of ky (as a vampire here) in this alternate colour palette (the gold eyes colouring was a clincher)

somehow along the way it morphed into a possible darker/flipside/fucked up 'sequel' to this piece (I'm so glad it did 'cos it means I managed to get a plausible plotline going LOL)

mentions of Slayer and oh I'm also so glad his assassin's code thing managed to fit as well like I said this was literally being driven by indulgent whims for darker!ky

Immortality isn't all that it's cracked up to be. )
daemon_angelus: (fate extra | saber nero [ hugs! ])
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 )
daemon_angelus: (ffxv | noctis [ ... ])
R-ish stuff behind the cut ೕ(•̀ㅂ•́ )

It's cold out )
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: (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 [ 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: (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: (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 [ crimson ])
The request had started out simple enough )
daemon_angelus: (ffxv | noctis [ ... ])
The nights when he can
His own heartbeat
Pulse by pulse
Ringing in his ears and
Flowing through his arteries veins and limbs

Are the nights he's wide awake
Cerulean eyes dark without moonlight starlight (any light)
Looking at nothing, staring at everything
Curled up on his side (almost like he's been punched in the gut)

Nights like these
Quiet and peaceful
Are the ones he fears

Because he can hear it being whispered, in his throbbing veins and throbbing head and beating aching heart - a deep dark shameful secret -

That he loves someone he should have no business loving


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