Live, and you can accomplish much more;

So, about that fic drought. It lasted for a while. I do have a few things started, but not finished yet - let's hope they move over to the "finished" pile eventually. But I wasn't in the greatest fic-writing spot for the majority of this year plus last winter, as a glance at this LJ could probably show.

Then this happened.

In MGS4, the character of Drebin was among my favourites. I'd never really written about him, though, because his sort of detached-from-everyone quality made giving him a context to explore beyond the whole Patriot thing difficult (and Kojima had already done the one other thing I would have, i.e. gave him some interesting conversations with a twist, particularly in the epilogue).

One recent morning I was like, "Well, to hell with that. I have an image of Snake and Drebin in my head and am gonna put it on monitorpaper." Thus was formed the first - very short, very random, but nevertheless - the first fic I'm posting here this year. I hope it's at least, uh, readable.

(By the way! ACTA has finally bombed itself due to its own universe-splitting awfulness, so I can do away with that protest banner in my index post and go right back to full-on nerding. w00t!)


Title: Man from Nowhere
Characters: Old Snake, Drebin
Rating: SFW
Word Count: ~300
Summary: WAR HAS CHANGED This is a war zone. You don't just stand there contemplating a gun dealer for no reason.
Notes: Takes place during that scene where they first meet, but it's not necessarily chronological as far as the individual components of that meeting go. This whole thing is impressionistic because...because. Enjoy, if you can!

( He knows he shouldn't stare. )

But first off, thanks to the anonymous benefactor who sent that spider gift to my profile! :D

I've decided to round up my posts from the warm-up round for NaNoMaChines so as not to lose track of them sooner or later. They were fun to write. We did a bunch of prompts, where one prompt = 20 minutes to fill. The whole round was epic and spawned quite many worthy contributions, which I encourage you to check out! We went with the "very short fic" definition of "drabble" rather than "100 words exactly" for this event, so I'll be tagging them as drabbles here. Down with terminology wars! I mean.


PROMPT #1: BY THE BOOK
Peace Walker; BB & Kaz

( Preliminaries )

Title: Honest Men
Characters: Kaz/Zero, background BB/Kaz and BB/Zero
Rating: NSFW
Word Count: ~980
Summary: There is a fine line between sincerity and scheming, and sometimes it doesn't matter at all.
Notes: This is another one of those fics that write themselves in my head and all I have to do is transcribe them well. (Then it takes me about twice as long to proofread, of course.) Inspired by Pud's fantastic canvas from last night, just mostly skipping ahead from the scene in the pic. Can be read as a loose sequel/companion to this fic. (If you can count up their age difference you get a cookie - I mean, scone. Either way, enjoy the awkwardness.) It is now in my headcanon that Zero was at least a little fond of Kaz, though neither of them would have been very sentimental about it.
Disclaimer: MGS belongs to Hideo Kojima & Konami.

( They can't do everything on the telephone. )

So this should have been posted the day before yesterday, but LJ just wasn't up to the task (for which it can't be blamed). BUT NOW WITH THIS SAFARI I AM UNSTOPPABLE; I mean, here goes:


Dear cherrytruck, may I present a humble gift to go with the most noble occasion of your birthday? Alternatively, would you like to hit me with a ton of bricks for all the random DW-speech? Either way!

Title: Provisional
Pairing: Big Boss/Kaz
Rating: NSFW
Word Count: ~2,300
Summary: Kaz wants to lift BB's morale spirits following one of Zadornov's notorious escapes, but he is also reminded of where the telephone cables lead.
Notes: I didn't actually bang this into a document in a day (as my current frequency of fic-posting might suggest). This was an abandoned older project - but the occasion gave me the incentive to finish it at last, as well as make sure it doesn't suck in a boring way. The premise itself is a bit sadface-inducing, but the focus isn't entirely on that and the tone isn't non-stop serious, so I hope it still works in a "nice" context. They bicker ferociously, but when don't they? XD What I do warn you for are the terrible MGS puns again.
Disclaimer: MGS belongs to Hideo Kojima & Konami.

Happy Birthday, Che! You deserve something awesome and not belated, but this is all I've got. ♥

( 'We both need to unwind. See?' )

*I am the king of tasteful subject lines. KING OF THEM. Also, the term "fraternization" cracks me up because it's so inappropriate for what it's often used to denote - why did I use it again? Oh, right, because it's ironic.

It's showtime! After all I've been through with this fic, I can finally say that I am pleased. I've been working on it on-and-off since February, finally declared it done and up for revisions last month, but even after that it's kept growing and basically having a life of its own. Now I'm feeling both accomplished and sad it's over.

It's yet another take on my Big Boss/Zero backstory because, yeah, I need several. This one doesn't go as far pre-canon as my previous take on it; it starts shortly before MGS3 and continues during its timeline, but it's still an established relationship from the start. Not sure why that's my default mode of writing them, though it might just be because it's how their interaction comes across in the game ("We go back a long ways, but I just realized I never asked you why you're called Zero..."). I also seem to have a fetish for writing fic where I can't call BB anything but Jack most of the time (I think "John" as an address is more Ocelot's thing, not Zero's), but at least I got to use Snake in this one eventually.

And I have a lot of feelings, so bear with me.

First off, this fic is a monster. When I came up with the scenario, I just wanted to have something dealing with the dubious morality of shagging a member of your super special team you're about to send on a mission he doesn't even know in detail yet by having him do the first ever HALO jump. Somehow, this tied in with the idea that Zero would like BB to be his complete equal, but the circumstances make that difficult in practice. I got caught up in the various meta aspects, got Zero talking in the back of my head demanding I let him have his point of view in the story too, used the various little scenarios I had lying around (including one that started as a request, incidentally), decided that I really had to troll the military because that's what MGS does, did some other things that show better from reading it, and whatever porn I might've planned became more like a frame of reference. Apparently context porn is where it's at for me. Context is hot. So is subtext. In a way, I went for slice-of-life realism with the two of them too, even if none of the POVs used is completely "objective" and let's not lie, it's about the characters more than anything.

In case that wasn't tl;dr enough, the unifying principle is that this is all backstory to a single conversation they have in the game, right after BB's nightmare. (It's here starting at 4:03.) It's perfect enough to inspire fics.

Let me tell you, LJ, I have such a thing for these characters. Zero in particular is fun to write because there's enough of him in canon for personality to shine through, but not enough to result in some static idea of what he's like, let alone what he's like behind the scenes. Or what cheesy music he might listen to, haha. That's not to say there shouldn't be a degree of consistency, but at the same time, the wiggle room is obviously nice. And I will shut up now. Enjoy, if you can.

Title: Mission Control
Pairing: Big Boss/Zero (for ease of naming in the summary as he's not BB here yet)
Rating: NSFW
Word Count: ~3,000
Summary: Days before the Virtuous Mission, time to enjoy small luxuries like intimacy is running short.
Warning(s): Brief references to injuries/torture once the time has run out.
Notes: Dude, haven't you rambled enough? I'd just like to thank cherrytruck and athenemiranda for repeatedly enduring my rants while I was writing this, as well as certain Pchat people for random pieces of encouragement. <3 On another note, the conversation partly quoted in the last section of the fic is directly lifted from MGS3 (check the video linked above for the whole thing).
Disclaimer/Credits: MGS belongs to Hideo Kojima & Konami; the song referenced is this 1930s version of "Dream a Little Dream of Me" and won't get me any profit either.

( It wasn't exhaustion that was ever remarkable, only the opportunity to indulge it. )

Out of what can only be described as sheer awesome, ikipud has adapted one of my fics from the good old kink meme days into a comic. (For the prompt that started it all, blame cherrytruck; and by "blame" I mean "thank" because otherwise none of this would've happened. :D) Anyway, I figured I'd put it up here as well since Pud's take on it is brilliant. Even if you don't know the first thing about Metal Gear and the backstory in this, just take a look at the artwork as that alone is worth the attention.

Title: Morale Drop
Artist: ikipud (based on this fic by yours truly)
Pairing: Kaz/vibrator Big Boss/Kaz implied
Summary: Feeling guilty for collaborating with Cipher, Kaz tries to take his mind off the matter, but his feelings for Big Boss are just something he can't escape.
Rating: NC-17
Page Count: 12
Blah Blah Notes: I'm afraid we've all headcanoned that Kaz waxes. Then again, if BB doesn't have body hair in canon despite that beard...



( Follow the fake cut for more )

This is a sequel to the S3 story, and that should tell you almost all you need to know. HOPE YOU ENJOY IT, you know who you are. XD

Title: Icebreaker
Pairing: Big Boss/Python
Rating: NSFW
Word Count: ~1,900
Summary: Just two old buddies playing catch-up with each other. Interpret as desired.
Notes: As for Python's suit, I tried to come up with something that worked, but if everything the canon has to say on the matter is "it's to cool him off because his body can't regulate its temperature on its own", there was only so much for me to work with. So I followed the game's example and tried to keep it on just this side of believable.
Warnings: Consistent abuse of cardboard boxes and Campbell's nervous system. The "bonus" part deserves a silliness warning - just sayin'.
Disclaimer: MGS belongs to Hideo Kojima & Konami.

( 'Freeze!' )

Have a spur-of-the-moment fic that just proves I can't control myself. I blame Che and Eirik because I like to blame them for everything. XD (Well, it was all spawned by a single pic.) Hope you are happy!

Title: No Mistletoe Needed
Pairing: Big Boss/Kaz
Rating: Slightly NSFW
Word Count: ~800 words of BB and Kaz being plonkers
Summary: "This is the best Christmas EVER!"
Warnings: Partying with the abuse of alcohol and some luminescent mushrooms.
Disclaimer: MGS belongs to Hideo Kojima & Konami.

( When did THAT happen? )

Yesterday I got this awesome present from drawinks, and together with him and cherrytruck we started devising theories about how the situation in the picture had come into being. It was fun, and now there's fic too. DEDICATED TO YOU, EIRIK. Hope you enjoy it!

Title: Overnight
Pairing: Big Boss/Zero
Rating: PG-13 (but I have to say, it's mostly for the alcohol) SFW
Word Count: ~2,000
Summary: Big Boss doesn't deal with his new title well. Fortunately, he remembers the one he always calls for assistance.
Notes: Set right after the ending of MGS3. (Also, I wonder if I should warn for too much backstory and excess cuteness. XD)
Disclaimer: MGS belongs to Hideo Kojima & Konami.

( It could be just the eyepatch making him look like a pirate. )

I made a post with links to some of my fills for the CAPSLOCK_MGS KINK MEME a while ago, but I've written some more for it since then and figured I might as well convert them to the regular format and archive them all in one place. It's a very eclectic mix of crack and seriousness, occasionally within the same fic, so be warned. (It's a thing of wonder what goes on in these request memes! Also, I did not realize I'd written that much until I had to wade through it again.)

Let the mental scarring festivities commence! Split into groups for your convenience.

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