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crack_van2012-12-15 07:13 pm
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Those Who Favor Fire by machinekeys (NC17)
>.<;; Sorry for the mini-absence in reccing! So, I thought I did pretty good at holding off from reccing anything perverted, but I broke down. So here you go! xD
(And I apologize this is not a crossover but I haven't been able to find one that - A. I like and B. is complete. =\ I swear I tried.)
Fandom: HOMESTUCK
Pairing: Kanaya/Rose/Roxy
Length: 3,592
Author on LJ: n/a (that I know of)
Author Website: AO3 | Tumblr
Why this must be read: It's not about the smut for me, and admittedly, there's not even much of it to begin with (but what there is of it... mmm). What makes this story worthy of rec is the emotions in it, namely, the ones Rose has, quietly, for Roxy. The author did a wonderful job at displaying the Rose/Roxy dynamics and comparing them to the relationship Rose had with her mom (in a non-sexual way). I cannot get enough of fics that handle these comparisons, especially the ones that do it well. Aside from that, there's also the fun dynamics between the Lalonde gals and Kanaya and how their relentless teasing and snark can work oh-so-fun on her. xD
Summary:
Wherein Rose, Roxy, and Kanaya act out scenes from ‘Elspeth’s Sexxxxy Majykkal Adventur’, bicker relentlessly, and ruin a perfectly good couch.
Excerpt:
“Ladies, please—” Kanaya tried again.
“There are countless problems with her lineage alone, the least of which is that Zazzerpan is gayer than a sack full of rainbows.” Rose coolly met Roxy’s gaze, straightening her wizard hat nonchalantly.
Roxy bent even closer, her forehead only a few inches from Rose’s. “That’s sooooo not true. What about Countess By’pollair Dis’ardeur? You’d have to clean up all that sexual tension with a mop.”
“—followed by taking several deep inhalations in order to calm—”
“First of all, the Countess is yet another one of your wretched sins against canon and proper storytelling,” Rose said, observing her nails with calculated disinterest. “And second, I created Zazzerpan, so if I were to tell you that he enjoys dressing up like a horse and being slathered in melted butter, it would be canonical.”
“—wait, what was that about hoofbeast costumes—”
“No, no, no. Death of the author, Rosie,” Roxy said, grabbing a fistful of Rose’s robes in each hand and hauling her up until their faces were only inches apart. This close she could smell the whiskey on Roxy’s breath, a sharpness that complemented the frown twisting her lacquered black lips. “Death of the motherfucking author.”
“—I distinctly heard something about hoofbeasts—”
Rose slapped away Roxy’s hands and sneered. “If you read Barthes like you read my novels, we should all be drowning in terribly punctuated ‘intent x interpretation’ slashfic.”
“—you both are ignoring me and it is getting very annoying—”
“Hey, Mommy Dearest, have you ever thought about not being a total cuntbucket all the time?” Rose hated to admit it, but Roxy was quite beautiful in her anger, her face flushing pink and her teeth bared. In that moment she wanted nothing more than to crush their lips together and grind out all her frustration on that lovely mouth.
“Enough.” Kanaya seized them each by the upper arm, dragging them apart. “You two are acting like impudent wrigglers fighting over the same rotting flapbeast carcass.”
Roxy tried her best to pull away, but even her strength was no match for the troll. She settled for crossing her arms as best she could. “Ick, Kan. Anyway, Rose started it. Today was supposed to be my reward for fixing her laptop after you clicked on that banner ad and she’s ruining everything.”
“I most assuredly am not.” Rose did not make an attempt at escape, instead yanking the wizard hat off her head and tossing it to the ground. It was sad to see the hours of work Kanaya put into making their costumes go to waste, but the sight of the crumpled, purple fabric lying on the floor nicely underscored her barb. “It’s your insistence that we adhere to every last superfluous detail of ‘Elspeth’s Sexxxxy Majykkal Adventur’ that’s turning our evening of passion into complete and utter shit.”
Kanaya winced as Rose purposefully enunciated each ‘x’, and her grip tightened. “Regardless of who started it, the one ending it will be me. Honestly, the two of you flip from black to red so often I don’t know whether to step in as an auspistice or lock you in a room to fight it out.”
For all the calmness of her words, Kanaya’s face was painting quite a different picture; a jade blush spread across her cheeks tinting her radiance a soft green. The hand pinning Rose’s arm was quivering lightly, tensing and releasing as her claws lightly dug into Rose’s skin. A smug smile curved Rose’s lips as she leaned in closely to brush them against the troll’s shoulder. “Why Miss Maryam, is something the matter? You seem so flushed. Does the thought of interceding in our little tiff excite you?”
“Holy shit, Kanaya, you’re totally getting off on this, aren’t you?” Roxy purred, her annoyance with Rose all but forgotten. Her fingers walked playfully up Kanaya’s arm to toy with the strap of her dress. “We’re totally ashen pornstars, Rosie.”
“Mmm, yes.” Rose curled a hand around Kanaya’s wrist, lightly scraping her nails across the faintly glowing skin. She locked eyes with Roxy and they exchanged smirks at Kanaya’s sharp inhalation. “Mediate us, Kanaya. Mediate us hard.”
Those Who Favor Fire (@ AO3)
Those Who Favor Fire (@ Tumblr)
(And I apologize this is not a crossover but I haven't been able to find one that - A. I like and B. is complete. =\ I swear I tried.)
Fandom: HOMESTUCK
Pairing: Kanaya/Rose/Roxy
Length: 3,592
Author on LJ: n/a (that I know of)
Author Website: AO3 | Tumblr
Why this must be read: It's not about the smut for me, and admittedly, there's not even much of it to begin with (but what there is of it... mmm). What makes this story worthy of rec is the emotions in it, namely, the ones Rose has, quietly, for Roxy. The author did a wonderful job at displaying the Rose/Roxy dynamics and comparing them to the relationship Rose had with her mom (in a non-sexual way). I cannot get enough of fics that handle these comparisons, especially the ones that do it well. Aside from that, there's also the fun dynamics between the Lalonde gals and Kanaya and how their relentless teasing and snark can work oh-so-fun on her. xD
Summary:
Wherein Rose, Roxy, and Kanaya act out scenes from ‘Elspeth’s Sexxxxy Majykkal Adventur’, bicker relentlessly, and ruin a perfectly good couch.
Excerpt:
“Ladies, please—” Kanaya tried again.
“There are countless problems with her lineage alone, the least of which is that Zazzerpan is gayer than a sack full of rainbows.” Rose coolly met Roxy’s gaze, straightening her wizard hat nonchalantly.
Roxy bent even closer, her forehead only a few inches from Rose’s. “That’s sooooo not true. What about Countess By’pollair Dis’ardeur? You’d have to clean up all that sexual tension with a mop.”
“—followed by taking several deep inhalations in order to calm—”
“First of all, the Countess is yet another one of your wretched sins against canon and proper storytelling,” Rose said, observing her nails with calculated disinterest. “And second, I created Zazzerpan, so if I were to tell you that he enjoys dressing up like a horse and being slathered in melted butter, it would be canonical.”
“—wait, what was that about hoofbeast costumes—”
“No, no, no. Death of the author, Rosie,” Roxy said, grabbing a fistful of Rose’s robes in each hand and hauling her up until their faces were only inches apart. This close she could smell the whiskey on Roxy’s breath, a sharpness that complemented the frown twisting her lacquered black lips. “Death of the motherfucking author.”
“—I distinctly heard something about hoofbeasts—”
Rose slapped away Roxy’s hands and sneered. “If you read Barthes like you read my novels, we should all be drowning in terribly punctuated ‘intent x interpretation’ slashfic.”
“—you both are ignoring me and it is getting very annoying—”
“Hey, Mommy Dearest, have you ever thought about not being a total cuntbucket all the time?” Rose hated to admit it, but Roxy was quite beautiful in her anger, her face flushing pink and her teeth bared. In that moment she wanted nothing more than to crush their lips together and grind out all her frustration on that lovely mouth.
“Enough.” Kanaya seized them each by the upper arm, dragging them apart. “You two are acting like impudent wrigglers fighting over the same rotting flapbeast carcass.”
Roxy tried her best to pull away, but even her strength was no match for the troll. She settled for crossing her arms as best she could. “Ick, Kan. Anyway, Rose started it. Today was supposed to be my reward for fixing her laptop after you clicked on that banner ad and she’s ruining everything.”
“I most assuredly am not.” Rose did not make an attempt at escape, instead yanking the wizard hat off her head and tossing it to the ground. It was sad to see the hours of work Kanaya put into making their costumes go to waste, but the sight of the crumpled, purple fabric lying on the floor nicely underscored her barb. “It’s your insistence that we adhere to every last superfluous detail of ‘Elspeth’s Sexxxxy Majykkal Adventur’ that’s turning our evening of passion into complete and utter shit.”
Kanaya winced as Rose purposefully enunciated each ‘x’, and her grip tightened. “Regardless of who started it, the one ending it will be me. Honestly, the two of you flip from black to red so often I don’t know whether to step in as an auspistice or lock you in a room to fight it out.”
For all the calmness of her words, Kanaya’s face was painting quite a different picture; a jade blush spread across her cheeks tinting her radiance a soft green. The hand pinning Rose’s arm was quivering lightly, tensing and releasing as her claws lightly dug into Rose’s skin. A smug smile curved Rose’s lips as she leaned in closely to brush them against the troll’s shoulder. “Why Miss Maryam, is something the matter? You seem so flushed. Does the thought of interceding in our little tiff excite you?”
“Holy shit, Kanaya, you’re totally getting off on this, aren’t you?” Roxy purred, her annoyance with Rose all but forgotten. Her fingers walked playfully up Kanaya’s arm to toy with the strap of her dress. “We’re totally ashen pornstars, Rosie.”
“Mmm, yes.” Rose curled a hand around Kanaya’s wrist, lightly scraping her nails across the faintly glowing skin. She locked eyes with Roxy and they exchanged smirks at Kanaya’s sharp inhalation. “Mediate us, Kanaya. Mediate us hard.”
Those Who Favor Fire (@ AO3)
Those Who Favor Fire (@ Tumblr)
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