What the heck; I'll play. I've got some WIPs thanks to my kink_bingo claim.
First, my strangest AU to date, Legend of Zelda meets American Old West-style frontier expansion.
He was getting well and truly tired of being one of perhaps three competent people at the fortification. He didn't mind that the soldiers recognized his skill, not that he put much weight behind their opinions, but he disliked being constantly expected to pick up their slack. Especially considering how much slack they left.
~1000 words
"We don't have many options. And while we're discussing it, the only way I'll consent to being gagged is if you allow me to return the favor."
He cringed slightly. "Very well, then. I suppose I have no choice."
And the other, Ocarina of Time Link/Dark Link.
"I know you don't like following orders, but must you make such a point of disregarding everything you're asked to do?" I managed to close the door without slamming it, though it wasn't easy. "You are aware that I'm the one who always has to clean up your messes, aren't you?"
~800 words
That much was obvious. I considered my options for a moment, trying to decide which option I liked the most. There were so many things I could tell him to do... This was almost intoxicating.
Re: What are you working on?
First, my strangest AU to date, Legend of Zelda meets American Old West-style frontier expansion.
He was getting well and truly tired of being one of perhaps three competent people at the fortification. He didn't mind that the soldiers recognized his skill, not that he put much weight behind their opinions, but he disliked being constantly expected to pick up their slack. Especially considering how much slack they left.
~1000 words
"We don't have many options. And while we're discussing it, the only way I'll consent to being gagged is if you allow me to return the favor."
He cringed slightly. "Very well, then. I suppose I have no choice."
And the other, Ocarina of Time Link/Dark Link.
"I know you don't like following orders, but must you make such a point of disregarding everything you're asked to do?" I managed to close the door without slamming it, though it wasn't easy. "You are aware that I'm the one who always has to clean up your messes, aren't you?"
~800 words
That much was obvious. I considered my options for a moment, trying to decide which option I liked the most. There were so many things I could tell him to do... This was almost intoxicating.