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IT LIVES.

I've been working on something kind of epic and I need a break from it, SO:
Request ficlets of any Arashi pairing/moresome!
(Esoteric fandoms also available: Jiro Wang/Danson Tang, S.H.E)
I do write adult material, but I can't promise it for every prompt >__>
Please check the last meme's requests before making your own :D
Of course, whoever commented last time is WELCOME to request again!

EDIT: Requests now closed! I will be finishing all the prompts thus far :D

Off The Record Nino/Britney Spears, for [livejournal.com profile] happenstanc3 PG-13
Revisions Nino/Jun, unexpected and acting, for [livejournal.com profile] rinalin PG-13
The Usual Aiba/Arashi, friendship and birthdays, for [livejournal.com profile] i_am_zan PG-13 (implied fivesome)
Synonyms Sho/Nino, possessive!Nino, for [livejournal.com profile] blood_opal R
Occupational Hazard Senior Nan/Xiu-Yi, for [livejournal.com profile] font Pg-13ish
Minor Mishaps Aiba/Jun, planning a party, for [livejournal.com profile] binmusic R (language)
Curious Nature Jun/Nino, "Nino's been a naughty boy this year," for [livejournal.com profile] fluttering NC-17
The Only Thing Worse Than Fantasy Football gen, slight Ohno/Arashi, "Arashi wants Ohno to know that fishing isn't the most fun thing to do," for [livejournal.com profile] mirai_kazuko PG
Sure Ohno/Jun for [livejournal.com profile] alexiela light R
see the ohmiya, feel the shine gen, Ohno/Nino, the group tries to promote Ohmiya, crackfic, for [livejournal.com profile] yay_box PG

occupational hazard [1/2]

Date: 2008-12-17 10:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cupcake4mafia.livejournal.com
I DID IT. Damned if it didn't take the longest dialogue evar to get them together, but I think I got them together!

---

One of Nan’s ex-girlfriends was also a resident advisor, and she told him that girls would come to her room at all hours crying about their problems. Since hearing this, Nan has always been thankful to be the RA of a boys’ dorm. None of his juniors, not even Yang-Yang, would think of doing something so foolish.

“Senior Nan, please, I need your guidance! Don’t turn your back on a miserable man!”

None except Xiu-Yi, of course.

“It is two in the morning,” Nan growls, fingers clenched on the doorknob. “If your room is not on fire, then I suggest you go back to bed.”

“My heart is on fire,” Xiu-Yi insists, one hand fisted in his shirt for emphasis.

“I can’t imagine you need me to guide you on how to take care of that.”

“I saw them together,” Xiu-Yi continues, ignoring Nan’s dig.

“Who?”

“Rui-Xi and, and,” Xiu-Yi starts, then wails, unable to finish.

“Oh, get in here before you wake the whole hall,” Nan snaps, tugging Xiu-Yi in by his arm and sitting him down in the computer chair by his desk. “Now, tell your senior all about it.”

Nan’s not a girl, but that doesn’t mean he’s completely immune to gossip, especially when it concerns the most-discussed romance on campus. He sits on his bed across from Xiu-Yi to listen, wishing he had snacks.

“I was going to talk to Rui-Xi about our homework,” Xiu-Yi begins, staring longingly at his shoes.

“Any excuse,” Nan comments wryly.

“And I knocked, but there was loud music playing, so I opened the door.”

“That’s a direct violation of the hall policies you agreed to at the beginning of the semester.”

Xiu-Yi stares at Nan, dumbstruck.

“Go on!” Nan grunts.

“Well, I saw them. Rui-Xi and, and, and…”

“Rui-Xi and Quan.”

“They were kissing!” Xiu-Yi says, almost a whisper.

Nan stares back at Xiu-Yi for a moment before realizing that’s all there is to the story. He wonders if he should act surprised, but decides that Xiu-Yi is old enough to handle this kind of thing.

“Rui-Xi and Quan were kissing,” Xiu-Yi repeats.

“No, I heard you the first time.”

“Aren’t you upset?”

“Why would I be upset?” Nan laughs. “I’m not interested in either of them.”

“But you used to-”

“Why are you upset? I thought you were into Rui-Xi’s friend.”

“I was, I am, it’s just so hard when we don’t see each other face to face,” Xiu-Yi says, mostly talking to himself, now. “But I never thought that Rui-Xi would...with a guy...with Quan! No, no, I decided I wasn’t gay anymore.”

Nan snorts and accidently catches Xiu-Yi’s attention. He rolls his eyes before explaining:

“You don’t decide.”

“I don’t?”

“Of course you don’t. It’s not like choosing a major. It’s how you’re wired.”

“Well, I’m wired all funny,” Xiu-Yi mumbles, looking pitifully at his shoes again.

“Most people are, actually. Have you ever heard of the Kinsey scale?”

“No.”

“It’s an American thing,” Nan explains, rather disgusted with himself for being so helpful. “The idea is that most people aren’t entirely gay or entirely straight, but somewhere in the middle. So, they use the numbers zero through six as a scale.”

“Really, an American thing,” Xiu-Yi says, slowly processing the information. “Why do you know so much about this?”

“I...have a family member...”

“Oh.”

“So, for example, you might be a one. You like girls, but you might get a crush on a guy once or twice in your life.”

“Rui-Xi.”

“Yes.”

“What about you?”

Nan frowns, taken aback.

“I’m helping you right now,” he answers.

“I’m all alone in this, senior! I can’t possibly talk to the others,” Xiu-Yi insists, jumping off the chair and onto his knees.

“Why am I the only one you can talk to?” Nan demands, not amused.

“Well, you’re the most experienced person I know,” Xiu-Yi answers, blushing a little.

Nan rolls his eyes.

“A two,” he answers. “Feel better?”

“A little,” Xiu-Yi admits.

occupational hazard [2/2]

Date: 2008-12-17 10:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cupcake4mafia.livejournal.com
The drama does seem to have worn off a bit. Nan thinks he might be pretty good at this whole comforting thing, and maybe a co-ed dorm wouldn’t be so bad. Of course, if it were a girl on her knees in front of him right now...

“Well, if you’re finished.”

“Kiss me.”

“What?” Nan nearly yells, reminding himself of quiet hours at the last moment.

“I’m a one and you’re a two, so that makes three right?” Xiu-Yi argues, a faraway look in his eyes.

“You’ve finally cracked,” Nan says, shrinking back on his bed. “Honestly, if I wanted to kiss a guy, can’t you think of someone I might go to first?”

“You like Yang-Yang better than me?” Xiu-Yi asks, snapping out of his fantasy. “I thought we were friends!”

“Yes, but Yang-Yang cleans my room and makes me lunch. He’d do my laundry if I let him.”

“Good call,” Xiu-Yi agrees.

They both shudder at the thought. Xiu-Yi leans forward and Nan scoots further back, realizing with dull horror that he really is moving towards a wall and Xiu-Yi seems more muscular the closer he gets.

“Fine, I’ll do it, but you’re the girl,” Nan says, pushing Xiu-Yi back.

Xiu-Yi lets himself be moved, frowning.

“I thought there was no girl.”

“There’s always a girl, stupid,” Nan sighs.

“I don’t think that’s how it works.”

“Who is the expert?” Nan asks, raising his eyebrows.

Xiu-Yi nods, thoughtful for a moment, before climbing all the way up onto the bed and sprawling out on his back with a sigh.

“I’m ready.”

“Have you ever kissed a girl?” Nan asks, smirking.

Xiu-Yi glares at him and Nan rolls his eyes before leaning down and kissing Xiu-Yi with what he hopes is the attitude of someone who knows exactly what he’s doing. He’s surprised when Xiu-Yi’s hand cups the back of his head. In retaliation, he opens his mouth just slightly. Xiu-Yi takes the hint, and if he lacks experience he makes up for it in enthusiasm. Nan sits up, politely ignoring what’s now pressing insistently at his thigh.

“Do you feel like you understand things better, now?” he asks.

Xiu-Yi stares at Nan, eyes wide, lips parted, and shakes his head.

“The things I do for you kids,” Nan sighs, leaning in again.

There’s a clause in the resident advisor contract that is a sort of catch-all: “Resident advisors will assist residents in times of mental stress.” Nan has always been suspicious that the clause applied to exactly this kind of situation.

Re: occupational hazard [2/2]

Date: 2008-12-17 11:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] font.livejournal.com
HOLY MOLY ILUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSM!!!!!

“Senior Nan, please, I need your guidance! Don’t turn your back on a miserable man!” This was so perfect I nearly squealed out loud when I read it -- all of the dialogue is perfect, I can picture it, well, okay, subtitled under Jiro's dismayed flailing and Danson's raised eyebrows and sighs.

“Why am I the only one you can talk to?” Nan demands, not amused.

“Well, you’re the most experienced person I know,” Xiu-Yi answers, blushing a little.

Nan rolls his eyes.

“A two,” he answers. “Feel better?”


afhadfakjhfdasjdfakjfdhakfdjhakdsjfasfj well played, Xiu-Yi.

Seriously, this was completely perfect. Every bit of it. <3333333333333333!!!! Thank you so much! XD

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