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So I'm going to be attempting to repost some of my fic to the community so I can have it in one place - more or less -. Since there's, well. Kind of a lot, I'll be posting it slowly, two or three a day tops. Sorry about the spam, folks!
Title: Amor Fati.
Fandom: Loveless/Kingdom Hearts 2
Warnings: Minor spoilers for Kingdom Hearts 2, and some vague nods to the later part of Loveless volume 6.
Characters/couples: Ritsuka/Soubi, Seimei. Mentions of some members of the OrgXIII
Summary: “Where is my heart?” Ritsuka asks, and he wonders about his memories, too, wonders where everything that used to be his left and why he stayed, and he wonders and wonders and wonders, and there’s only silence and unanswered worries.
Rating: PG13.
Notes: Reposted from my personal journal.
( Amor Fati. )
1. Papilio Ulysses.
2. Thoughts are the shadows of our feelings—always darker, emptier, simpler. – Friedrich Nietzche.
3. The whole ‘Namine-paints-Soubi-paints-Namine’ was sort of inspired by this: “A man dreamt he was a butterfly flying happily among trees. It was such a vivid dream that when he awoke and found himself a man, he did not know for certain that he was not really a butterfly dreaming he was a man.” By Chuang-Tsu.
Title: Amor Fati.
Fandom: Loveless/Kingdom Hearts 2
Warnings: Minor spoilers for Kingdom Hearts 2, and some vague nods to the later part of Loveless volume 6.
Characters/couples: Ritsuka/Soubi, Seimei. Mentions of some members of the OrgXIII
Summary: “Where is my heart?” Ritsuka asks, and he wonders about his memories, too, wonders where everything that used to be his left and why he stayed, and he wonders and wonders and wonders, and there’s only silence and unanswered worries.
Rating: PG13.
Notes: Reposted from my personal journal.
( Amor Fati. )
1. Papilio Ulysses.
2. Thoughts are the shadows of our feelings—always darker, emptier, simpler. – Friedrich Nietzche.
3. The whole ‘Namine-paints-Soubi-paints-Namine’ was sort of inspired by this: “A man dreamt he was a butterfly flying happily among trees. It was such a vivid dream that when he awoke and found himself a man, he did not know for certain that he was not really a butterfly dreaming he was a man.” By Chuang-Tsu.