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Title: Mine, All Mine
Author/Artist:
de_yaten
Rating: R
Warnings: Dark subject matter, some curse words, violence. Axel/Roxas.
Summary: You remember now, don't you? Of course you do...
Prompt: Axel/Roxas: Amnesia - "You remember now?"
A/N: I haven't written dark Axel/Roxas in quite a while. Unbeta-ted because our power got knocked out by the lovely Midwest storms and won't be back on until maybe Thursday. Yay. XD Oh well, enjoy the product of my frustrated, dying-of-the-heat mind!
I can't believe you've finally come back to us, Roxas. To me the Organization. But here you are... right in front of me tied up nowhere to go, babydoll with that beautiful face baby-face, blue buttons, Roxie-baby and amazing body and stupid whore is what you are, left me for what? for who? for them? beautiful eyes... beautiful eyes... well... you know how I feel about you, right? I just told you, didn't i? I hate you hate you fucking TRAITOR love you. You know that now. Yes yes I kissed you until you bled and screamed and said you knew who I was and loved me, me me.
I'll admit, it took a lot of convincing to get you back - I had to beat you hurt you knock you out use a lot of words, a lot of punches so hard I heard you breaking reminders about your past, who you really are mine all mine and where you belong. Number XIII. The Organization.
Oh.
I know you feel funny, honey. But you got your skull busted open with a chakram hit your head, remember? Of course you do. We were playing around in the bedroom you were on that clocktower with them they don't fucking deserve you love you like I do and - oops! Smacked your head right against the headboard. I bet it smarted, huh? I gave you a Potion and smashed the bottle against your neck, pretty glass made you so pretty pretty and and...
But that's why you're having trouble remembering me me ME what's going on, sweetie. The Organization? Remember? Your real home? with me only me now for always. I know it's hard... but you know I'm right, don't you? Nod you little shit, goddamnit Of course you do! Good. You couldn't forget me you did you did god WHY if you tried! We're buddies, pals, best friends, lovers, good ol' life partners through thick and thin...
I know you want those ropes off you're turning as blue as your eyes but you had a little accident last time and I don't want you to get hurt! You ran straight out the door trying to get to her to them to him and you got yourself all lost and turned around and you ended up back against the alley wall with heartless clawing up and in but there's nothing in your chest to eat, bastard a bit hurt. Nothing we couldn't fix with a little accident prevention, though! I know you understand.
Now, I will take that gag off, because I know you've been waiting all day for me to come home, so that we can play our favorite game! You know, the one where you pretend to hate me and I pretend to be angry and bruise your neck until it's black and blue we roughhouse like boys, like friends, like soul mates often do.
"I hate you."
If you ever say that again I'll rip out your tongue - just try me I know you're joking. You always make funny jokes like that. You're such a good actor! You're better than Demyx, even! ... that was a compliment, you know. It's only polite to thank people when they give you compliments and I know you don't want to piss me off little shit, I'll beat you and cut you and never kill you because I want you forever don't want to make me upset.
... oh, you! Now you're pretending to be scared so I can pretend to comfort you and grip your pretty blonde hair so hard it rips and blood, blood trickles down your scalp rub your head, kiss you bite me again and I'll knock out your teeth with a hammer, try me and nuzzle your perfect bruised and blue, god do you ever fucking learn? cheek.
I love this game. All our games. You. I love you and if I tell you again it will be the millionth time today. I know you loved me you used to, remember remember REMEMBER? then and you love now. You just don't remember... but you will. I promise.
"... I hate you."
You know, if you still had eyes, I'd bet they'd be pretending to glare at me.
Author/Artist:
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Rating: R
Warnings: Dark subject matter, some curse words, violence. Axel/Roxas.
Summary: You remember now, don't you? Of course you do...
Prompt: Axel/Roxas: Amnesia - "You remember now?"
A/N: I haven't written dark Axel/Roxas in quite a while. Unbeta-ted because our power got knocked out by the lovely Midwest storms and won't be back on until maybe Thursday. Yay. XD Oh well, enjoy the product of my frustrated, dying-of-the-heat mind!
I can't believe you've finally come back to us, Roxas. To me the Organization. But here you are... right in front of me tied up nowhere to go, babydoll with that beautiful face baby-face, blue buttons, Roxie-baby and amazing body and stupid whore is what you are, left me for what? for who? for them? beautiful eyes... beautiful eyes... well... you know how I feel about you, right? I just told you, didn't i? I hate you hate you fucking TRAITOR love you. You know that now. Yes yes I kissed you until you bled and screamed and said you knew who I was and loved me, me me.
I'll admit, it took a lot of convincing to get you back - I had to beat you hurt you knock you out use a lot of words, a lot of punches so hard I heard you breaking reminders about your past, who you really are mine all mine and where you belong. Number XIII. The Organization.
Oh.
I know you feel funny, honey. But you got your skull busted open with a chakram hit your head, remember? Of course you do. We were playing around in the bedroom you were on that clocktower with them they don't fucking deserve you love you like I do and - oops! Smacked your head right against the headboard. I bet it smarted, huh? I gave you a Potion and smashed the bottle against your neck, pretty glass made you so pretty pretty and and...
But that's why you're having trouble remembering me me ME what's going on, sweetie. The Organization? Remember? Your real home? with me only me now for always. I know it's hard... but you know I'm right, don't you? Nod you little shit, goddamnit Of course you do! Good. You couldn't forget me you did you did god WHY if you tried! We're buddies, pals, best friends, lovers, good ol' life partners through thick and thin...
I know you want those ropes off you're turning as blue as your eyes but you had a little accident last time and I don't want you to get hurt! You ran straight out the door trying to get to her to them to him and you got yourself all lost and turned around and you ended up back against the alley wall with heartless clawing up and in but there's nothing in your chest to eat, bastard a bit hurt. Nothing we couldn't fix with a little accident prevention, though! I know you understand.
Now, I will take that gag off, because I know you've been waiting all day for me to come home, so that we can play our favorite game! You know, the one where you pretend to hate me and I pretend to be angry and bruise your neck until it's black and blue we roughhouse like boys, like friends, like soul mates often do.
"I hate you."
If you ever say that again I'll rip out your tongue - just try me I know you're joking. You always make funny jokes like that. You're such a good actor! You're better than Demyx, even! ... that was a compliment, you know. It's only polite to thank people when they give you compliments and I know you don't want to piss me off little shit, I'll beat you and cut you and never kill you because I want you forever don't want to make me upset.
... oh, you! Now you're pretending to be scared so I can pretend to comfort you and grip your pretty blonde hair so hard it rips and blood, blood trickles down your scalp rub your head, kiss you bite me again and I'll knock out your teeth with a hammer, try me and nuzzle your perfect bruised and blue, god do you ever fucking learn? cheek.
I love this game. All our games. You. I love you and if I tell you again it will be the millionth time today. I know you loved me you used to, remember remember REMEMBER? then and you love now. You just don't remember... but you will. I promise.
"... I hate you."
You know, if you still had eyes, I'd bet they'd be pretending to glare at me.
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Date: 2008-06-10 04:46 am (UTC)Sorry for your storms and your dying of the heat!
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Date: 2008-06-10 04:58 am (UTC)(lol, I never thought I'd be wishing for it to be cold in Michigan...)
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Date: 2008-06-10 05:10 am (UTC)I've tried to get into KH, but it's just a bit TOO Disney for me. I know there's a fabulous story beneath it all, but really... Donald Duck? Just... no. I'll enjoy this round of SK fic in ignorance. :3
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Date: 2008-06-10 06:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-11 09:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-10 04:19 pm (UTC)*also applause for putting in that horribly appropriate and yet surprising last line*
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Date: 2008-06-11 09:21 pm (UTC)Haha, yeah... his eyes got mentioned so much that they ended up being taken out. Poor Roxas.
Thank you!
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Date: 2008-06-11 11:34 pm (UTC)The little dips into his mind were a wonderful touch. ♥
[Oh, god, you're in Michigan? You're lucky. I'm in Indiana and we had a State Of Emergency for two days due to massive flooding, dam breaks, bridge collapse, etcetc. Before that, we were hit by a tornado, and somewhere in the middle of all this there's a heat to rival the fucking desert. It's awful. But, good luck to you and yours.]
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Date: 2008-06-11 11:56 pm (UTC)Thank you!
(oh wow, I had no idea there were storms all over the Midwest until a few hours ago when we borrowed a battery-powered TV and they were showing all the floods in Indiana! Yikes. x.x; And I thought Michigan was bad off... my relatives live in Indiana, and whenever we'd go visit in the summer I'd be absolutely terrified because of the freaky weather. At least it's not Kansas, tornado-wise? Hope you guys are all okay!)
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Date: 2008-06-12 12:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-13 06:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-12 02:32 am (UTC)<3
Kudos
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Date: 2008-06-12 01:58 pm (UTC)That's pretty sadistic, given that he was calling them beautiful earlier. Did he have them in his hand or something? Dx
Wondefully written.
8D
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Date: 2008-06-13 06:48 pm (UTC)I'm weird.Thank you! :D
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Date: 2008-06-13 06:44 pm (UTC)Thank you again! :)
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Date: 2008-06-14 11:52 am (UTC)Nicely chilling!
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Date: 2008-06-30 04:43 am (UTC)But thank you! I was tinkering around with how to portray Axel's "inner thoughts" without making using parenthesis since it looked cluttered and a bit too "in his head" if that made any sense, and this sort of came out.
Anywa, thank you again! :)
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Date: 2008-08-20 10:45 pm (UTC)That was sheer brilliance. In a dark, really creepy kind of way. I'm...I'm stunned, really. Goes in memories, kthx.
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Date: 2008-08-25 11:58 pm (UTC)I love you.
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