Fire-Cross Knight
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Final Fantasy VIII › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
13
Views:
871
Reviews:
32
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Category:
Final Fantasy VIII › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
13
Views:
871
Reviews:
32
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Final Fantasy VIII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Explanation
Brief explanation chapter of what is coming for those of you who are only interested in certain aspects:
I'm not telling. Nyah nyah. I'll say there will be NO (ZIP ZILCH NADA ZERO) sex between Squall and Seifer. If it breaks your heart, sorry, them's the breaks. You're just gonna hafta dream. I know I will- but storyline has a way of driving people apart. Sometimes by means of harsh words said, sometimes by bus accident, sometimes because one of them is actually a FEMALE- none of these are what's going to happen but they make hilarious examples. She-male Seifer- BAHAHAHA! Not in my stories, kthnx.
My livejournal is soma_drop. Feel free to flame me there and here and what-have-you. As many other authors know, this was not a choice. The only thing I feel slightly (eensy-weensy amounts) of guilty for is for "luring" people in with a Seifer/Squall tag. Frankly it's leaning Irvine. Maybe Zell. Probably Irvine. It's complicated.
Seriously. No sex. There's going to be a lot of... well I can't tell you or I'll ruin it for the few people who may still be interested in the thought of a surprise. Just know that their relationship continues for some time before the... not sex. It's complicated.
There. Now you know, and you can better use your time elsewhere.
Also, apologies for this not being a real chapter either. Also! If you want me to delete any previously praising comments just tell me and I'll be glad to do so. I enjoy the ever-loving hell out of praise but really it's the icing on the cake. Interactions with other authors, interactions with people whom I bring joy to- that gives me pleasure, of course. But in the end if I'm writing a story no one is reading, or no one can read (like last year's National Novel Writing Month novel, and the one I'm writing currently as well)- that's when an author is truly an author; when they dream of bringing joy to people who read their work, but when they're actually only writing for themselves. None of this instant-gratification stuff we've all grown used to on the internet.
Even to those of you who are angry, annoyed, or aggravated, thanks for stopping by. I will (eventually) pump out more on this story. It's just going a lot slower with NaNo stealing my extra mans.
~soma
PS: It comes to my attention that I am, in fact, OLD, and thus SLIGHTLY 'old school'. "Mans" are the spare lives you get in games like Super Mario World for the SNES. Or virturally any arcade game. Back then you'd have a little picture of a "man" in the top corner, showing you your extra lives. (One life for each man.) "I only have one man left!" One might say... Because people grew so used to calling them, "one man", when you finally get good enough at those games to have multiple lives... you called them "mans". Bad English, I know, but that's how it happened. Recent forays into this type of conversation (recent meaning about... ten years ago?) have taught me that other people also referred to them as "mans". It could've been a pop culture thing.
...Of course, my friends and I were kids at the time so it ALSO could've been the plague of bad grammar. You know.
I'm not telling. Nyah nyah. I'll say there will be NO (ZIP ZILCH NADA ZERO) sex between Squall and Seifer. If it breaks your heart, sorry, them's the breaks. You're just gonna hafta dream. I know I will- but storyline has a way of driving people apart. Sometimes by means of harsh words said, sometimes by bus accident, sometimes because one of them is actually a FEMALE- none of these are what's going to happen but they make hilarious examples. She-male Seifer- BAHAHAHA! Not in my stories, kthnx.
My livejournal is soma_drop. Feel free to flame me there and here and what-have-you. As many other authors know, this was not a choice. The only thing I feel slightly (eensy-weensy amounts) of guilty for is for "luring" people in with a Seifer/Squall tag. Frankly it's leaning Irvine. Maybe Zell. Probably Irvine. It's complicated.
Seriously. No sex. There's going to be a lot of... well I can't tell you or I'll ruin it for the few people who may still be interested in the thought of a surprise. Just know that their relationship continues for some time before the... not sex. It's complicated.
There. Now you know, and you can better use your time elsewhere.
Also, apologies for this not being a real chapter either. Also! If you want me to delete any previously praising comments just tell me and I'll be glad to do so. I enjoy the ever-loving hell out of praise but really it's the icing on the cake. Interactions with other authors, interactions with people whom I bring joy to- that gives me pleasure, of course. But in the end if I'm writing a story no one is reading, or no one can read (like last year's National Novel Writing Month novel, and the one I'm writing currently as well)- that's when an author is truly an author; when they dream of bringing joy to people who read their work, but when they're actually only writing for themselves. None of this instant-gratification stuff we've all grown used to on the internet.
Even to those of you who are angry, annoyed, or aggravated, thanks for stopping by. I will (eventually) pump out more on this story. It's just going a lot slower with NaNo stealing my extra mans.
~soma
PS: It comes to my attention that I am, in fact, OLD, and thus SLIGHTLY 'old school'. "Mans" are the spare lives you get in games like Super Mario World for the SNES. Or virturally any arcade game. Back then you'd have a little picture of a "man" in the top corner, showing you your extra lives. (One life for each man.) "I only have one man left!" One might say... Because people grew so used to calling them, "one man", when you finally get good enough at those games to have multiple lives... you called them "mans". Bad English, I know, but that's how it happened. Recent forays into this type of conversation (recent meaning about... ten years ago?) have taught me that other people also referred to them as "mans". It could've been a pop culture thing.
...Of course, my friends and I were kids at the time so it ALSO could've been the plague of bad grammar. You know.