ff7 - cool shades

fanmix: the silence deafened (hannibal)

Reminded that a) I really need to expand my music library at this point, and b) Hugh Dancy is a fine, fine man.

hannibal || will graham + falling

a perfect circle || the outsider [resident renholder remix]
deftones || change
jem || 24
black light burns || iodine sky
florence + the machine || girl with one eye
puscifer || rev. 22:20 [dry martini mix]
emancipator || ares
tricky || excess
tool || vicarious
halou || wholeness
lunatic soul || summerland


ff7 - cool shades

myth rambling for fic

For The Boatman, Crossed by Death.

I have a tendency to take on ambitious projects that may or may not betray my baseline level of pretension but WHATEVER, OKAY, I DO WHAT I WANT, THOR.  So in lieu of ALL the religion and mythos that I want in Dishonored, which is honestly an impossible level to reach because there will NEVER BE ENOUGH EVER, I thought I'd write my own.  Which, again, quite possibly very pretentious, but that just means I was right all along and Pottermore should've put me in Ravenclaw.

  • A lot of this was based off info from the Dishonored Wiki, particularly the way the individual Isles relate to real-world nations.  More of it was inspired by Peter Jeans' Seafaring Lore and Legend, which I admit I bought purely because of this goddamn game.  I don't have the book on me because Boyfriend is borrowing it, and I can't cite specifics off the top of my head, but if you have any questions let me know and I will happily get back to you.

  • A couple unnamed characters come from the cultist scribblings in the Knife of Dunwall DLC.

  • I'm going to wait for the Brigmore Witches DLC before attempting anything about them; I figure enough of this is going to get Jossed as it is.

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people - rave [cool shit].

fanmix: strangeness and doubt

Title from Litany on the White Cliff.  This fucking game, goddamn.

[ dishonored || corvo attano + betrayal ]

mass effect || leaving earth
rob dougan || left me for dead
collide || some kind of strange
apocalyptica || peace
puscifer || the undertaker
muse || take a bow
infected mushroom || heavyweight
collide || feed me to the lions
tricky || excess
bush || mouth [the stingray mix]
lunatic soul || where the darkness is deepest
a perfect circle || judith [renholder remix]
lacuna coil || our truth

stock - typewriter.

fic: crossing the heartline (dishonored)

crossing the heartline
Dishonored || PG-13 (Low Chaos) || Corvo, the Outsider || ~840 words

He tells himself that he doesn’t kill every goddamn target because she wouldn’t have wanted him to. He reminds himself that Emily shouldn’t begin her reign on a foundation of corpses infected by something much more ruthless than plague. Truth is: it isn’t true. Not entirely.


In which I tried to justify Low Chaos to myself and thought, hey, let’s share.

ff7 - cool shades

fic: too daze gone (ff7, aeris/tifa)

Too Daze Gone
FF7 || PG-13 (language, innuendo) || Aeris/Tifa pre-slash || 4,100 words
Aeris is a witch, a sort of go-to advisor and supplier to hunters of all types and skills that drift in and out.  It gets rather lonely after a while, though, with only a stubborn rhododendron and a few vinyls for constant company, so she's going to take any chance she can to get back on the road and get to know this Tifa better.

  • Fusion with SPN (i.e. a modern AU with monster hunting)

  • Part of the Black Magic Woman series, which includes god put a song on my palm (Aeris/Tifa, established relationship) and This Isn't Going to Wash Out (Zack/Cloud/Sephiroth, backfired spells and tentacle/wing/anthro sex, idek)

  • Originally meant to be a longer fic for the femmeslash_bang challenge, but the community seemed to die before the challenge was ever finished, so I'm posting part of what I had as a oneshot in an ongoing series.

( “Most people call me a witch,” Aeris tells her cheerfully, and hides her grin behind her glass when Tifa chokes a little.  “Well, minus the whole demonic soul-selling thing.  That’s just irresponsible.  Gives the rest of us a bad name.” )