Suits/Tactics Fusion, Harvey/Mike, Hurt/Comfort, What's in a Name? (PG-13, 1/2)ladyknightankaOctober 21 2011, 02:01:40 UTC
A/N: I used to - and still do, since writing this makes me wanna read fic for it again - LOVE Tactics, so I decided to write you this crazy thing. Beware, it's been a while since I read/watched it, but enjoy, love! ♥
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“You don't have to do this, Louis,” Mike said softly, his staff grasped in lax fingers with one hand, the position nowhere near defensive enough.
Harvey looked between his master's gentle baby blue eyes - Seer eyes, more luminous than the expensive glass wine bottles Harvey compulsively collected - and Louis' familiar, snakelike sneer, his own expression a mask of vexation, black wings twitching behind him. Mike always had to this, no matter how horrible the human or demon they faced. He always had to see the good in them, as if it honestly existed.
“If you'd release the demon-eater - your precious Harvey - to me, then it wouldn't be necessary,” Louis replied, hefting a slim sword from one manicured hand to the other. He probably thought it was intimidating, with its gilded hilt and bejeweled blade. Harvey simply
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Re: Suits/Tactics Fusion, Harvey/Mike, Hurt/Comfort, What's in a Name? (PG-13, 2/2)ladyknightankaOctober 21 2011, 02:03:08 UTC
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Later, he felt a hand constrict weakly in his own and scrutinized Mike, now laying in his own bed, which Harvey had flown him back to - a task that was far too easy, in the ogre's opinion. Donna had helped him patch Mike's injuries up, but soon left their master in Harvey's care, wearing that infuriatingly knowing smirk despite her evident worry.
“Harv...ey?” Mike mumbled, his blue eyes fever bright. Harvey scowled down at the little menace and didn't reply, opting to remove the tepid towel on Mike's forehead for another dip in the bowl of ice water Donna had left them. Mike gasped at the cool sensation and arched into his touch.
Although he'd never admit it, Harvey felt a burst of warmth brim in his chest. Jessica, a fellow ogre, would have laughed at how human that affection was, her lips and ivory wings curled mockingly. Harvey put the thought aside from his mind and grumbled, “You're an idiot
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Re: Suits/Tactics Fusion, Harvey/Mike, Hurt/Comfort, What's in a Name? (PG-13, 2/2)corsykittyOctober 21 2011, 02:14:57 UTC
Oh this is so patently awesome! Especially since I *just* finished watching Tactics for the first time last week, so it's all fresh in my mind. The visuals! Harvey with wings! Donna as a fox demon (because what else could she possibly be?) XD I love how Mike's the master but Harvey gives an order and he follows it. :)
This is way too good to be strange. :) I'm gonna have to do a picture for this, I can already see it. Just gotta finish the one I'm working on atm.
(Jessica with white wings, that'd be so beautiful.)
Re: Suits/Tactics Fusion, Harvey/Mike, Hurt/Comfort, What's in a Name? (PG-13, 2/2)ladyknightankaOctober 21 2011, 02:34:58 UTC
Eee, I'm so happy you enjoyed it, hon! I first got the idea, then thought it was ridiculous, but Harvey and Jessica with gorgeous wings, Donna as a feisty fox demon, maybe Trevor as one of the spirits Mike befriended in his childhood... The parallels are almost scary, yet scary awesome, so I thought I'd give it a shot. XD
I'd LOVE to see a picture somewhere along these lines and am flattered to inspire you. Have fun with that! *grins*
Supernatural, Dean/Castiel, NC-17, loving sexzekkassOctober 21 2011, 15:04:44 UTC
Castiel's on his back and ready for it, just waiting and watching Dean. He's holding his thighs open, fingers dug into skin, and Dean's having trouble accepting that this is reality
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“You don't have to do this, Louis,” Mike said softly, his staff grasped in lax fingers with one hand, the position nowhere near defensive enough.
Harvey looked between his master's gentle baby blue eyes - Seer eyes, more luminous than the expensive glass wine bottles Harvey compulsively collected - and Louis' familiar, snakelike sneer, his own expression a mask of vexation, black wings twitching behind him. Mike always had to this, no matter how horrible the human or demon they faced. He always had to see the good in them, as if it honestly existed.
“If you'd release the demon-eater - your precious Harvey - to me, then it wouldn't be necessary,” Louis replied, hefting a slim sword from one manicured hand to the other. He probably thought it was intimidating, with its gilded hilt and bejeweled blade. Harvey simply ( ... )
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Later, he felt a hand constrict weakly in his own and scrutinized Mike, now laying in his own bed, which Harvey had flown him back to - a task that was far too easy, in the ogre's opinion. Donna had helped him patch Mike's injuries up, but soon left their master in Harvey's care, wearing that infuriatingly knowing smirk despite her evident worry.
“Harv...ey?” Mike mumbled, his blue eyes fever bright. Harvey scowled down at the little menace and didn't reply, opting to remove the tepid towel on Mike's forehead for another dip in the bowl of ice water Donna had left them. Mike gasped at the cool sensation and arched into his touch.
Although he'd never admit it, Harvey felt a burst of warmth brim in his chest. Jessica, a fellow ogre, would have laughed at how human that affection was, her lips and ivory wings curled mockingly. Harvey put the thought aside from his mind and grumbled, “You're an idiot ( ... )
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This is way too good to be strange. :) I'm gonna have to do a picture for this, I can already see it. Just gotta finish the one I'm working on atm.
(Jessica with white wings, that'd be so beautiful.)
Re-reading now. X3
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I'd LOVE to see a picture somewhere along these lines and am flattered to inspire you. Have fun with that! *grins*
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