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Christmas fic!
25 Dec 2003 08:19 amSo. Here it is. My present to you all. And it’s... *drumroll* ...Muraki/Oriya! The least likely pairing for a Christmas fic ever! Yay! And intelligent little me decided that it would be really fun to do it from first person POV, ignoring the fact that one of them is a twisted killer. Yeah. Um.
Warnings for angst (duh), almost complete lack of fluff, blood, and mild lime because I couldn’t work up the motivation to go any further.
Credit goes to Ms Vance for teaching me about pathetic fallacy, and Ali for yelling at me over MSN until I wrote (and persuading me to leave the humour in). Brandy and hugs to anyone who gives me feedback or at least says nice things, because I put a lot of effort into this one.
I hereby swear by your deity of choice that this fic shall not contain any references to meaningful Christmas presents (especially small furry animals), custard, or dodgy mistletoe scenarios. It shall also not end with the words “and as their lips met, so-and-so reflected that this was the best Christmas ever.”
Oh yeah. At one stage I sort of forgot if they were standing or sitting and just sort of gave up. If you’re the type that notices that kind of thing and you can spot any glaring errors, I’m sorry.
I take no responsibility for the bits where Muraki attempts to be reflective, because he sucks at it. Really.
( Part One – My Own Way )
Part Two will come later today. Merry Christmas or Yuletide or whatever you can be bothered to celebrate, everyone.
Love you all.
~ Fahye ^#^
Warnings for angst (duh), almost complete lack of fluff, blood, and mild lime because I couldn’t work up the motivation to go any further.
Credit goes to Ms Vance for teaching me about pathetic fallacy, and Ali for yelling at me over MSN until I wrote (and persuading me to leave the humour in). Brandy and hugs to anyone who gives me feedback or at least says nice things, because I put a lot of effort into this one.
I hereby swear by your deity of choice that this fic shall not contain any references to meaningful Christmas presents (especially small furry animals), custard, or dodgy mistletoe scenarios. It shall also not end with the words “and as their lips met, so-and-so reflected that this was the best Christmas ever.”
Oh yeah. At one stage I sort of forgot if they were standing or sitting and just sort of gave up. If you’re the type that notices that kind of thing and you can spot any glaring errors, I’m sorry.
I take no responsibility for the bits where Muraki attempts to be reflective, because he sucks at it. Really.
( Part One – My Own Way )
Part Two will come later today. Merry Christmas or Yuletide or whatever you can be bothered to celebrate, everyone.
Love you all.
~ Fahye ^#^
