LilyMoon's HideAWay

lilymoon1 @ 2009-12-04T17:56:00

2009-12-04T22:56:51Z

Writing stuff

2009-11-24T19:09:03Z

I've been slowly getting back into the writing groove. It's been difficult with everything that's been going on, not only the concentration needed but finding the time to do so. But, in any case, after weeks of jotting down notes, examining and discarding ideas, and rereading the previous parts of the Trioverse Ficlets I've finally started putting together the 11th installment. I've also been working here and there on a Reno/Cloud fic unrelated to any other series. That one's been a bitch to write, for some reason refusing to come easily and flow. I can't begin to tell you how much I've written and discarded in disgust over its crappiness.

But I've still been writing for my RP with grygon this whole time. It's a very welcome distraction and something I can always look forward to. Here's a teaser/spolier bit I wrote today for the RP that became our co-written fic "Can Barely Hide". It is far, far in the future of the RP/fic since the 23 parts posted came from only our first couple of months of writing together. We've been writing together for almost three years now so...yeah, whole lotta fic left to be posted.

Warning: NSFW, Adult content below the cut.

The first time Rude had made love to Cloud had been slow and tender, careful and gentle so Cloud would understand that he was loved and cherished and never had to fear that Rude would hurt him. Now, however, even though Rude would still never hurt his lover, something in Cloud's tone and posture called to a more primal part of Rude's passion. He was purely alpha male, and the urge to claim Cloud and have the man submit to him was strong. Rude arched his chest into Cloud's touch, hissing at the sting of scratches, the slight pain making his blood heat and fueling his desire.

"I'll take you," Rude murmured, "but you aren't ready for me yet."

He stood with Cloud in his arms, his sheer size towering over the shorter and more slender man. Rude stripped Cloud of the rest of his clothes, randomly dropping kisses over every inch of newly bared flesh. When Cloud was completely nude Rude sat him in the chair, pulling his hips forward and draping his legs over the padded arms of the chair. The pose left Cloud spread wide for Rude's pleasure, his most intimate parts vulnerable and openly displayed. It also left Cloud without much leverage to move. Any pleasure he received would only come from Rude, only from the big man's hands and mouth and body.

The love and desire in Rude's eyes burned hotter and his lips curved into a satisfied smile, revealing how pleased he was with the beautiful and sexy vision before him. He paused before stepping back to trail dry, gentle fingers over the curve of Cloud's cheek, reassuring his lover that no matter how strong and aggressive his claiming Cloud still never had any reason to fear he would be hurt by Rude.

"You're mine, Cloud," Rude said in a deep, sexy purr as he shrugged out of his shirt and started on his pants, slowly baring his powerfully muscled and toned body to his lover's glowing, watchful eyes. "Both you and your pretty Reno belong to me. You're forever mine now to love and protect and cherish. No one else is ever allowed to touch either of you."

Rude stood completely nude before his lover, his thick cock standing proudly erect from a thatch of meticulously groomed black curls, evidence of the effect Cloud's touch had on his body. He ran one hand from the hollow of his throat down his chest, over the defined fans of abdominal muscle and lower to cup his heavy balls.

"You want me, don't you, angel?" Rude purred. "You want this big cock inside you, stretching you to your limits and pushing so deep you catch your breath." He gracefully went to his knees between Cloud's legs and ran large, hot hands up the insides of Cloud's soft skinned thighs until his fingertips rested lightly over the tattoo of Reno's name and his thumbs spread his lover's entrance a little more.

"I'll take you, claim every inch of your body, mark you, but only when I think you're ready, and you don't get to come until I say so."

Rude ignored the stiff cock level with his eyes and moved lower to rub his lips over the taut sac, giving a nip to the very sensitive stretch of skin just underneath. He growled with desire as his tongue flickered out to tease the tightly puckered hole with barely there touches.

F-list trim

2009-10-10T13:34:07Z

Just made a large f-list trim. It included deleted journals, people who haven't posted anything in several months, people I friended back just because they friended me when I first came to LJ and people I don't know at all other than a couple of comments on some of my fics.

If you friended this journal just to read the fics, don't worry, those are always open to the public and can still be enjoyed without having to bother with my personal posts.

If you feel like I un-friended you in error, please reply to this post.

Happy Independence Day!

2009-07-04T13:30:32Z

4th Of July Glitter Graphics

4th Of July Graphics

Have a safe, fun and happy 4th of July! I actually get a day off as I was sent home from work due to overstaffing. Woohoo!

Going It Alone, a FFVII Trioverse fic

2009-06-13T17:10:07Z

Title: Going It Alone
Author: lilymoon1
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII
Pairing(s): Zack/Reno/Cloud
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: none
Warnings: explicit sex
Disclaimer: All FFVII characters created and owned by Square Enix. I make nothing from the stories.
Summary: Cloud continues on with his training while Zack and Reno are away.
A/N: Woah, here's the *10th* installment in the Trioverse. Previous parts linked below.

Isoceles
Another Lesson in Love and Trust
Sanctuary
Double Jeopardy
News to Celebrate
The Next Level
Dreams and Hopes
Smiles and Worries
A Day Off

Now, on to the next.

Cloud moaned, the sound muffled by the cock in his mouth, and arched his back in unrestrained pleasure. The fingers gently twisting and teasing inside his body and the feel of Zack's lips and tongue tracing patterns over the skin on his lower back made him shudder and have to release Reno in order to get more air. He was on his hands and knees over Reno's lazily sprawled body with Zack behind him. A firm press of fingers against his sweet spot made him cry out and clutch at Reno to try to keep himself grounded. Reno chuckled and scooted down the bed until he could tangle his fingers in Cloud's sweat damp hair and bring their lips together, tracing his tongue over the plump bottom one then delving inside.

Cloud whimpered in need and frustration. His lovers were too good at this. They could have him writhing and reduced to a shivering wreck of overloaded senses. Zack's free hand drifted underneath and smoothed down his abdomen to skim lightly over his hard and aching cock. Talented fingers teased the head, dipping into the small slit and drawing a gasp from Cloud that was lost in the warm depths of Reno's mouth. Cloud wanted to come, *needed* to come, wanted to be filled and fucked and sucked until the climax he craved drowned him in pleasure. But it didn't look as if that would happen any time soon. His lovers were enjoying themselves too much playing his body. Known and well loved errogenous zones were revisited time and again and new ones sought out as Reno and Zack worked together to eventually drive the blond towards an explosive orgasm. The cock ring fastened snugly around his rigid sex kept him from coming too soon.

Zack pumped three fingers in and out of his tight hole and leaned over his back to drag his tongue between his shoulder blades. From the corner of his eye Cloud could see that Reno was being treated also to some slow, twisting, strokes that spurred on the urgency of his kiss.

"Feel good, gorgeous?" Zack purred and punctuated the question with another grazing of Cloud's sweet spot.

Cloud shuddered and had pulled free from Reno's kiss to draw enough breath to answer when the shrill ringing of a phone made him jump. Then he gaped when Zack's teasing stopped. Surely the man wasn't going to answer the phone, not on one of their rare days off together, not when they had all but worked Cloud into a frenzy? Zack moved off the bed, and Cloud moaned his disappointment, closed his eyes and flopped on the bed next to Reno. A few minutes passed and the shrill ringing continued. What the hell? Hadn't Zack gone to answer the phone? Cloud opened his eyes to see what was going on and found himself alone in the bed in Reno's apartment, the alarm clock blaring and forcing him to consciousness.

Cloud wilted, even his hair drooped. It had just been a dream. Zack had been ordered to lead a team to investigate some disturbances in Modeoheim, and Reno had been tapped to fly them there. It had been a week already, and Cloud missed them. He slapped blindly at the alarm clock until the deceiving noise was silenced. Just a few more minutes, Cloud promised himself. Just a few more minutes then he would force himself from the bed that seemed too large and lonely without two other bodies pressed snugly against his own and he'd start tidying the apartment and packing up to return to the barracks. Having a weekend off and a pass to leave the compound was nowhere near as relaxing and pleasant without Zack and Reno. The aching loneliness he felt made Cloud realize that really should socialize more with his fellow cadets. As it was, except for Garrett, Davis and Verse who knew him better, most of the cadets dismissed him for his quietness and single-minded focus during classes. Some even whispered behind his back that he was a suck up who couldn't possibly have gained admission to the program on his own merit.

Cloud snorted softly with derision tinged with uneasiness. Were people beginning to suspect his relationship with his lovers? Did they think Zack, honorable Zack, would have pulled strings to get him in? Zack had helped him train, helped him study, had been his steadfast supporter when he thought he would never make it, but that was it. The General would never allow such a thing to happen anyway. Cloud reassured himself with that thought and rolled over to nose through the comfort of the pillows. He hadn't changed the bedding yet, and he could still faintly smell Zack and Reno's scents on the linen.

Cloud had almost dozed off again when the phone really did ring, startling him into bolting upright and flailing in the tangle of sheets. He caught it on the third ring and answered it breathlessly.

"H-Hello?"

"'Morning, babe," Reno's familiar voice came across the line. "I figured I'd find you there instead of trying your cell phone. I hope you haven't been sitting there moping all weekend. Miss us?"

"Not a bit. I've just been using the apartment as a place to crash after nights of wild, drunken debauchery."

"I'll just bet you have, you wild thing. Been at the mako again?"

Even though the connection was horrible, full of static and disruptions, Cloud could easily hear the affectionate teasing in his lover's voice. He couldn't help either the hot blush that stained his cheeks at the reminder of his wanton, unrestrained behavior after he had received his trial injection or the reaction of his lower body when he remembered how hot and tight Reno had felt around his cock. Despite his embarrassment Cloud was grateful that his memory of the terrific part of that night hadn't been impaired. He reached down to adjust himself when his briefs chafed uncomfortably against his growing erection.

"Cloud? You still there? Shit, damned mountains blocking my signal."

"I'm still here," Cloud assured him. "How are you two doing?" he asked, changing the subject before Reno could tease him more.

"Man, it's boring as hell in this little backwater town. Wouldn't surprise me if those idiots tried to start a rebellion just to have something to do other than watching the sheep breed." Reno huffed a mirthless laugh. "My only entertainment is watching Zack try to get some use outta these so called troops sent with us."

"What's wrong with them?" Cloud cradled the phone against his ear and leaned forward as if he could actually get closer to his lovers that way.

Reno made a disgusted sound. "Baby, they're so new and green you still practically smell the dye from their uniforms. Most of them hold their weapons like they're afraid it's going to turn on them, and all of them nearly piss themselves anytime there's a loud noise." He snickered evilly. "I thought this one kid was gonna cry after Zack assigned him perimeter duty on the late night watch."

Cloud bit his lower lip and frowned. "Why would they send a bunch of obviously new recruits on a mission like that?"

"Beats me, Cloud. Maybe they wanted to give'em a trial by fire and figured sending out a First Class could make up for their incompetence."

The static worsened and Reno's voice cut in and out.

"Listen, babe, I gotta go. There's a storm moving in and we're going to lose the connection. I'd let you talk to Zack, but he's taken two of the least ignorant grunts and gone on a scouting trip. Keep busy and don't just sit in a corner missing us or bury yourself in your studies either. If we can wrap this up without too much trouble we might be home by the end of the week. Remember, we lov-"

Reno's voice was cut off by and replaced by a loud, irritating busy signal. Cloud set the phone down and flopped back on the bed.

"Me, too," he told the empty apartment.

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"Strife! Are you going to join us, or do you plan on staring dumbly off into space for the rest of the class?" Lieutenant Deckert, SOLDIER 2nd Class and the current bane of Cloud's existence, taunted from the middle of the sparring area.

Swordsmanship was usually one of Cloud's favorite classes, and he normally exceeded the instructor's expectations. How could he not when he was also being coached by Zack? But the last two weeks had been pure hell. The cadets' regular instructor had been absent from the class for an undisclosed reason and Deckert had been brought in as a substitute. Not only was he half the teacher Rushbaugh had been he also clearly resented being assigned to teach first year cadets. For some reason, probably because Cloud was markedly more skilled than most of the class, Deckert had singled out the blond to be the recipient of his frustrated anger. Every class was punctuated by snide remarks belittling Cloud's short stature, his youthful, pretty face and harsh, usually undeserved, criticism of his stance and technique. Deckert also made scathing, baiting comments concerning Cloud's undiscussed sexual orientation.

"Get your girly ass over here. You're up next against Pennington. No, no! Straighten that limp wrist and hold the sword straighter. It's not that heavy!"

Cloud grit his teeth against a retort that would only gain him demerits. He held his head up as he settled into a defensive stance. Over Deckert's shoulder he could see Garrett staring at the SOLDIER with a look of furious disgust on his face. Verse and Davis were scowling unhappily as well. The sight of his friends among the smirking amusement from many of the others helped firm Cloud's resolve. Pennington, however, was another consistent pain in his ass. The big, burly teen from Costa had alternately harassed and propositioned Cloud since they'd first met. Every time Cloud brushed him off he became more insulting and insistent. Pennington leered at Cloud with a toothy, crooked sneer twisting what might otherwise have been a handsome face.

"Maybe after I take you down a peg or two you can give me my reward in the showers, pretty thing," Pennington whispered so that only Cloud could hear.

Cloud didn't lower himself to reply, but as soon as Deckert blew the whistle to begin he made a lightning fast change from defensive to offensive and attacked the young man. Pennington barely got his guard up in time to avoid the strike to his torso, and the match was on in earnest. The other cadet was not entirely unskilled and Cloud was hard pressed to counter the bigger man's longer reach and strength. He held his own, however, relying on quickness and agility, but a couple of times he had to use moves taught to him by Zack and not something he'd learned in class. The large room echoed with the clang and nerve jangling scraping of the practice swords. The swords were blunted and capped to prevent serious injury, but a direct hit from one of them still hurt. Both young men were sporting a few bruises and abrasions by the end of the allotted time, but Deckert didn't blow the whistle to end the match. He was watching Cloud with narrowed, suspicious eyes.

Pennington was tiring and his moves were becoming sloppier, giving Cloud more openings to score a hit against him. A particularly hard strike that landed against the upper part of his sword arm nearly numbed the limb. In a real battle with deadly sharp blades it would have severed his arm before the sword bit into his ribcage. Deckert should have ended the match then as Cloud had obviously bested his opponent. He didn't. Pennington reacted in pure rage, charging Cloud and slamming his sword against Cloud's head. Luckily, his uncontrolled swing had the flat of the sword instead of the edge connecting with Cloud's temple. Cloud grunted with pain and wavered on his feet but still managed to hang on to his sword and bring it up to block a second swing. He was too stunned, however, and the sword was knocked from his grip. Deckter finally blew the whistle.

"Match to Pennington." When Verse and some of the other cadets started to protest Deckert shouted over them. "Can it, you breast fed pansies! There's no rules or sportsmanship in battle. Strife thought he had rules to protect his lily white hide and obviously doesn't have what it takes to survive a real battle. The next cadet who opens his mouth to complain will be assigned as my personal drudge during all his free time for the next week! Class dismissed!"

Deckert spun on his heel and strode from the room without bothering to check the seriousness of Cloud's injury. Pennington flipped his sword in his hand and moved close enough to pinch Cloud's cheek with bruising force.

"Remember what I said, buttbait. I'll collect my prize eventually." He merely laughed when Cloud slapped his hand away and he walked off to join the two cadets who were his cohorts and slapped palms with them.

Verse and Garrett hurried over to steady Cloud on his feet while Davis put the practice sword away.

"You're bleeding, Cloud," Verse said, taking a clean cloth from a pocket in his fatigues to wipe at Cloud's temple. "He nailed you pretty good. Damn. If it had been real swords he would have opened your head up."

Cloud took the cloth and gently fended off his concerned friend. "If it had been real swords he wouldn't have had a sword arm to do it with."

"Deckert's a prick, and he really seems to have it in for you, Cloud," Davis added as he walked back to them. "Hazing like that has nothing to do with SOLDIER honor. Maybe you should tell Zack, and he could..."

"No!" Cloud shook his head violently then groaned when the unwise move made the room tilt at a sickening angle. "Zack has more than enough to do. He's my mentor, not my babysitter. I can handle it." Cloud held his head with one hand and pressed the other to his stomach. "I-I think I'm going to be sick."

"That's it!" Garrett supported his friend with an arm wrapped around his shoulders. "We're taking you to the infirmary. You've probably got a concussion."

Cloud protested. The small amount of mako already in his system would speed along the healing. He didn't need a trip to the infirmary that would go on his record and also give his lovers reason to worry and fuss at him. How the hell was he supposed to stand as their equals if he was being mothered by them?

"I'll be fine," he managed to rasp. "I just need to take something for the headache and nausea and maybe lay down for a bit."

"Cloud..."

"Please, Garrett, no infirmary. I swear I'll be okay."

"If you're sure," Garrett started uncertainly before Cloud interrupted.

"I am. You guys go on to lunch. I'll head back to the barracks and skip the last class. Lieutenant Jericho might give me a hard time about missing his materia class, but it'll be okay. I can make it up later."

His friends reluctantly let Cloud have his way. There wasn't much else they could do if Cloud was unwilling to be checked out. Verse told Cloud to keep the cloth pressed against his temple until the bleeding stopped and that he would bring Cloud something light from the mess hall when they returned after class. Cloud slowly made his way down the empty back hallway that led to the outside. He'd almost made it to the door when he was violently slammed into the wall by a larger body. A hand around his throat had him gagging and clawing at the other's arm, and he couldn't focus enough to either see who had attacked him or muster a defense.

"You were *supposed* to be in the med wing, Strife," Pennington hissed at his ear. "I'll just have to make sure you get there."

Pennington used his grip on the already disoriented blond to bash the back of his head into the wall.

Cloud moaned with pain and went limp. Pennington hoisted him over one shoulder and pushed open the door. He took Cloud to the infirmary and let the techs take him after telling them Cloud had been injured in class then fell down the stairs while stupidly trying to make his own way to the medical department. Once his task was complete the big Costan ducked back out before he could be questioned further.

"Looks like he concussed himself pretty good," one of the techs said after lifting one closed eyelid and shining a penlight at it. "Better call the doc."

"No need, gentlemen," an oily, amused voice interrupted. Professor Hojo entered the room with Cloud's chart already in hand. "I was informed by an instructor that a SOLDIER cadet would be coming in for treatment. I'll take it from here."

Any objection the techs might have had was silenced by the implacable little smile the professor directed at them. They only watched as he rolled the gurney into another part of the unit that led to the lab. As soon as Hojo was out of sight one of the techs shivered and rubbed at his arms.

"Gods but he's a creepy bastard! Wonder why he's going to treat the kid instead of letting the doctor handle it?"

"Doesn't matter," the eldest tech replied. "We're not here to question him. Shinra pretty much gives him free reign to do what he wants with any SOLDIER. You might want to take my advice. You'll last longer in this job if you learn not to ask too many questions."

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Cloud woke up when Verse gently shook his shoulder. He opened bleary eyes to see his friend kneeling next to his bunk with a styrofoam bowl in his hands.

"Hey, you feeling better?"

Cloud gingerly touched his temple and found that the lump that had previously been there was considerably smaller and didn't hurt nearly as much. The nausea was gone, too, and the scented steam rising from the bowl made his stomach gurgle in response.

"Yeah, it's not bad at all. Thanks, Verse," Cloud added as he sat up and took the bowl. He sipped from it and was relieved that his stomach seemed to accept it. Actually, he didn't feel bad at all, just a little headachy and there was a stinging pain on the inside of his left arm.

"Did you just sleep all afternoon?"

Cloud paused in his eating and frowned. He couldn't remember how he'd gotten back to the barracks, but obviously he had done so. "I...guess I did."

"I'll leave you to the soup then. I want to get to the showers before those guys use all the hot water." Verse patted Cloud's shoulder and whistled a cheerful tune as he left.

Cloud sat for a moment longer, trying to remember how he'd gotten back. Nothing. He couldn't recall a thing. The blond finished his soup and lay again on his lonely, narrow bunk. Longing for the warmth and reassuring presense of his lovers made him curl into the pillow. He hoped Zack and Reno made it back safely and soon.

Lost Cause, a FFVII drabble

2009-05-24T21:30:22Z

Title: Lost Cause
Fandom: FFVII
Characters: Reno, Tseng
Team: Turks
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Formal wear required
A/N: This just popped in my head after watching Advent Children Complete

Tseng looked up when he heard the nearly silent step of his employee's approach then sighed in exasperation.

"Reno, I specifically told you the tie is a required part of the uniform."

"But, boss, I *am* wearing it!"

Tseng flicked his gaze over the sloppy, untucked and half unbuttoned shirt and raised one eyebrow. Reno turned sideways and pointed to the back of his head where the now ruined silk could be seen wrapped around and securing the long tail of fiery hair.

Tseng swallowed another reprimand as he dismissed the Turk with a nod. A lost cause, that battle.

The Anon Feedback Meme

2009-05-22T02:02:30Z

Eh, why not?

I'm putting it in my own LJ, though, because wow did the original comment string get *huge* fast. Just comment here with your honest feedback. A writer can not improve without being told the truth. ~_^.

Just one thing...yeah, I already know my updates have been majorly few and far between. RL and all that stuff kicking my ass.

Let’s keep this simple. As a writer, do you want to know what readers really think of your writing?

Rules for the meme:

1. If you’re a writer, comment to this post with your username.
2. Commenters, no drama please. Play like adults. And writers, be prepared for any comment.
3. Pimp the meme out by posting the above code into your journal.
4. Be honest.

Only This Once, a FFVII drabble

2009-05-19T20:36:56Z

Title: Only This Once
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII
Team: Turks
Rating: PG
Characters: Reno, Rude, Tseng
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Formal wear required

Reno knotted the tie carefully. The unfamiliarity of the movements made his usually nimble fingers slow and clumsy. Over, under and through, and again the lengths were uneven, sloppy, unfit. He jerked the knot loose savagely and whipped the heavy silk through shaking hands to try again.

A steadier pair plucked the wrinkled fabric from his grasp and smoothed it before making a perfect double knot with practiced precision then moved to squeeze his slumped shoulders.

"He'd have appreciated it," Rude said quietly then took his partner's arm to enter the silent temple.

Memorial services for Tseng, killed in action.

What Tifa Doesn't Know, a FFVII drabble

2009-05-14T23:36:52Z

Title: What Tifa Doesn't Know
Fandom: FFVII
Prompt: Secret
Characters/Pairing: Reno/Cloud
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: All FFVII characters created and owned by Square Enix. I make nothing from the writings.

"I'm sorry, Tifa. The snow is really coming down, and the roads are in pretty bad condition. I just don't think I'll be making it back tonight." Cloud paused to listen. "Yeah, I promise to be careful. Tell the kids I'll be bringing them back something from Icicle, would you? Okay, 'night, Tifa."

Cloud closed the phone with a soft sigh before snuggling back into the comfort of thick quilts and next to the warmth of bare skin.

"You have to tell her sometime, you know," Reno said, stroking Cloud's naked back.

Cloud winced, hearing Reno's reproach.

"Soon," he promised.

It will never recover!!

2009-05-13T09:13:31Z

My brain, that is. My sister made me watch "Twilight" with her last night. OMG, I want those wasted hours of my life back! The screenplay was as bad as the few pages I managed to read of the book. Stilted, stale and utterly lame. The acting was horrible, too. It comes as no surprise to me the script for the sequel was reportedly found in a garbage can. In sister's defense, she has never read the books and didn't really know how bad it was going to be.

I had a good laugh, though. As we were watching the scene where Edward shows Bella what he looks like in the sun sister looks as me and says...what, all the vampires have a skin disease or something?

Eye of the Storm, a FFVII drabble

2009-05-05T00:56:08Z

Title: Eye of the Storm
Characters/Pairings: Sephiroth, Cloud
Team: SOLDIER
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Series: Crisis Core
Prompt: Photograph
A/N: Written for ffvii_100 on Dreamwidth

It was one of those rare events that one can only hope to catch on film. Why someone had taken a camera on the mission, and it was most likely Zack, was anyone's guess, but it had caught Sephiroth in a moment of utterly relaxed stillness. Unseen by the cadet in the foreground, Sephiroth observed as the quiet, determined boy struggled to lift the Buster sword that was nearly as tall as he and almost half his weight. On the general's face was the barest hint of a smile, gentle and encouraging. Cloud had never known about it... until now.

Dreamwidth, Derby and Tomatoes

2009-05-03T16:32:14Z

I now have a dreamwidth account. I'm lilymoon over there so anyone else who has joined please looked me up! I've also set up an FFVII yaoi community over there. Hopefully many of the outstanding authors and artists I know will join and add their works to the community. It will be my first attempt at creating and moderating a community so it should be interesting.

Here's the link to the comm.

http://ffvii-yaoi.dreamwidth.org/

We spent Derby Day at home this year. The kids played outside. Hubby fed his Wii addiction, and I did laundry while reading fanfiction. We grilled out for the first time this year, and the burgers were marvelous even if the tomato slices were bland and tasteless with a mushy texture.

Which brings me to...I finally got my tomatoes set out! Yay! :happy dance: I planted a Sweet Cherry 100 again. That's the one that went totally mutant last year and granted me literally over a *thousand* wonderful little tomatoes. We ate them in salads and also just as snacks. I kept a candy dish constantly full of them on the dining room table. I can sit here and pop them one after another while reading.

I also planted an Early Girl. This one should give me yummy tomatoes in about 50 days. Lastly was a Beefmaster. I got that one just because the name cracked me up, but it should yield large, slicing tomatoes. I have room and a cage for one more so I might go ahead and do another Lemon Boy again. The bright yellow tomatoes are slightly less acidic and are more meaty with smaller seed chambers. They are perfect for BLT's. Now I just have to watch, water and fertilize.

I'm thinking of going back to the garden center today and picking up some patio planters of different veggies. It could be cool to grow some beans, peppers and strawberries right on the deck. The deck's plenty large enough.

lilymoon1 @ 2009-03-31T07:23:00

2009-03-31T11:23:18Z

Glitter Text Generator

Another update about the school situation.

2009-02-27T20:50:39Z

This is part of what is consuming my life right now. JCPS still refuses to do anything. Now I'm wondering who the hell is calling the shots. I'm seriously considering pulling Caitlin out of Wilt and enrolling her into another school. The only problem with that is that it will still be a JCPS school.

http://www.whas11.com/news/local/stories/whas11-localnews-090226-Grider-Wilt-Elementary.67d3bd4.html

And another news channel is starting to cover the story.

http://www.wave3.com/Global/story.asp?S=9915341&nav=0RZF

Chantix?

2009-02-27T20:14:55Z

In the last 10 years I've gone from a totally kick-ass, trophy winning, hot slammin' body, competitive Tae Kwon Do fighter to a broken, arthritis and pain ridden wreck who just got short of breath coming up my basement stairs.

Now, I'm no fool. I know I probably will never get back into the shape I used to take for granted thanks to the bastard arthritis. But I know I can get my wind back. Yeah, yeah, bad, *bad* nurse! I started smoking when I was 18 and only quit for each pregnancy. I used to joke that I didn't have any desire to quit because although you can't drink at work you can still take a smoke break.

The corporation I work for is trying to get all employees to go smoke free. If we want to try Chantix they will foot the bill. Pretty nice of them as it runs $130 a month. The ARNP wrote the script for me and I have it. I'm a bit nervous about taking it so haven't started it yet. I've heard some not so good things about it as well as the fact that it really does work for a lot of people. I suffer from major clinical depression. Right now I'm not taking any meds for that. I've been warned that the Chantix can exacerbate depression very, very badly. So you can see why I'm nervous about taking it, but I'm willing to try.

Any of my LJ crew ever taken it? Did it work for you? Did you experience any bad side effects.

More school b.s. We're still at loggerheads.

2009-02-24T10:08:39Z

Last night school board meeting was just another stumbling block. The members of the board are definitely protesting too much. They kept repeating that *their* security forces are unarmed and it took three different parent speakers before they would even acknowledge that, yes, there had been an armed security guard there for several days. Then they professed to not have known that LMPD officers had been contracted. Oh, bullshit! The way the rest of the meeting revolved around funding and how it is spent you can't tell me they didn't know that funds had been requisitioned and approved for the officers.

Our concerns are still being blown off. So...I'm thinking that we have exhausted our options at the local level. It's time to take it to the state level, The Kentucky State Department of Education, and if that doesn't get a response then take it further. I continued to be appalled by the way they brush us off as if we have nothing to be concerned about. Still no report card, either, that all the rest of the county elementary school kids received a month ago. Surely that is a violation of the state approved curriculum of some sort. Damned bureaucrats. I swear, they spent an hour arguing over the already in place contract for construction work being done and voted in a new $132,000 a year position. More time was spent on those two subjects than the 9 minutes given to parent speakers.

http://www.whas11.com/justposted/stories/whas11_topstories_090223_GriderSchoolBoard.46b44736.html

lilymoon1 @ 2009-02-24T04:44:00

2009-02-24T09:45:20Z

Happy Birthday, Uruchan!

lilymoon1 @ 2009-02-23T04:21:00

2009-02-23T09:21:46Z

Happy Birthday, Karadin!!

An update on the school situation

2009-02-23T03:29:50Z

Damn it, this is escalating mightily. The meeting didn't help at all really, but there is a school board meeting tomorrow night. This was on the news again tonight. I'm starting to get scared to send my daughter to school. Not just because of the teacher, but also I'm afraid she could get caught in the middle of a crossfire of some sort.

http://www.whas11.com/topstories/stories/whas11_topstories_090222_GriderUpdate.403c205c.html

Those lying bastards!!!

2009-02-20T00:49:13Z

Remember the issue with the police officer being stationed outside my daughter's classroom? Well, enough parents have protested that the story has finally been revealed. You won't fucking believe this! Follow the link. My own comment is on there as LilysMoon.

http://www.whas11.com/topstories/stories/whas11-top-090216-wilt.218377e5.html

EDIT: Some of the other comments I've read about the story have my jaw dropping. Are some people really that stupid?

:cackle: ThisIsAmazing is apparently trying to discredit my facts. Wanna bet they don't have a child in the school?

A Day Off, a FFVII Trioverse ficlet

2009-02-09T00:54:00Z

Title: A Day Off
Author: lilymoon1
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII, Crisis Core
Pairing(s): Zack/Reno/Cloud
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: none
Warnings: nah, just some man on man on man lovin's
Disclaimer: All FFVII characters created and owned by Square Enix. I make nothing from the stories.
Summary: After several busy, stressful weeks Zack, Reno and Cloud finally have a day off together.

Previous parts

Isoceles
Another Lesson in Love and Trust
Sanctuary
Double Jeopardy
News to Celebrate
The Next Level
Dreams and Hopes
Smiles Hiding Worries

On to the next.

In Zack's not so humble opinion the next best thing to going to bed with both his lovers was waking up to watch them still sleeping and unaware of his close observation. Cloud was still in the middle, deep in the heavy sleep of the physically exhausted, with one hand curled under his chin and a lock of brilliant red hair tangled in the other. The younger man was always adorably uninhibited in his sleep and sought out his lovers' touch much more often than he did while awake. He also had one foot hooked behind Zack's calf to keep the other SOLDIER close.

Reno was just as affectionately clingy in sleep as Cloud. He had one arm thrown over Cloud's waist with the hand touching Zack's hip. It made warm, contented feelings swell in Zack's chest when Cloud shifted with a murmur and Reno unconsciously responded by nuzzling into the soft, blond spikes and tightening his hold on Zack as well. Zack stroked a fingertip over Reno's tattooed left cheek and smiled as his fiery lover turned into the caress. It spoke a lot of the love and trust between them all that Cloud and Reno were able to relax so completely.

Some mornings Zack enjoyed just laying there with his head propped on his fist and watching them. It was becoming increasingly more rare for the three of them to have a day off together where they could sleep in and spend the day basking in the others' company.

Zack frowned as he idly stroked his hand through Reno's hair. He had nothing concrete to pin his feelings of uneasiness on, but something was stirring within Shinra. The Turks were becoming more grim faced and secretive than ever. The staff of the science department appeared to have doubled in size in just a few short months. White coats could be seen flapping around the huge complex at all hours of the day, watching, taking notes and sometimes pulling random people aside for a few hours of what they called questioning. It wasn't very reassuring to know that Hojo had amassed a huge workforce under his supervision.

As a SOLDIER 1st Class, Zack had been sent out more of late leading a unit with the mission of tracking and eliminating an unusual amount of monsters. The origin of the monsters was never fully explained to the SOLDIERS. That and the fact that they were popping up more frequently all around and even in the city proper was enough to make a sane man have questions. Zack had noticed and had heard whispers amongst the troops about how eerily similar the monsters were to humans. Oh, they didn't look very human. It was more to do with their intelligence and almost crafty way of evading their pursuers. The SOLDIERS were having to use tactics employed in the past against the forces of Wutai rather than just hunting a pack of animals.

The monsters' level of intelligence wasn't all that made them difficult to eliminate. They also had their own natural defenses. Zack stopped stroking Reno's hair to rub gingerly over slowly healing claw marks that marred the right side of his ribs. A monster had managed to snag him on his last mission. It hadn't been much more than a deep scratch, but Zack figured the claws had been poison tipped from the startling bolt of agony he had felt. At least it hadn't incapacitated him, and he had relieved the monster of its head before it could get in another hit.

When his enhanced abilities hadn't healed the claw marks within a day or two, Zack had gone to medical. The doctor on duty at the time had been more intrigued than concerned that there were monsters about that could interfere with a SOLDIER's much enhanced physiology. The doctor had muttered to himself continuously while making copious notes, prodding and taking several blood samples from Zack before giving a potion that Zack had never had before. The whole encounter had been subtly off, and Zack had given serious thought to refusing the potion except that the wound was compromising his ability to wield his sword. He had swallowed the vile tasting liquid with a shudder and had been told to report back if he wasn't completely healed in a few days.

Zack had a high level of mako in his body. It worried him to think what could happen if Cloud or Reno or any of the regular citizens of Midgar were attacked by the same type of monster. It would most likely be fatal.

He was pulled from his rambling thoughts when Reno grumbled sleepily. Zack had unintentionally pulled the Turk's hair and one eye opened to give him a baleful glare. Reno's annoyance didn't last, though, when he remembered where he was, who he was with and that it was a day off duty. His glare turned to an easy smile when Zack smoothed a hand over his hair in mute apology. Cloud slept on, making a soft, contented noise that he would have been utterly humiliated to know sounded very much like a sleepy chocobo chick as he pressed his face against Reno's bare chest in an attempt to block out light and sound.

Zack chuckled and molded himself against Cloud's back, squeezing the blond between them and making him squirm. Cloud mumbled something and pushed back against Zack unintentionally, or maybe not, rubbing the sweet curve of his ass against Zack's morning erection. Zack briefly considered just letting him sleep some more until Cloud wiggled in a move that was deliberately provocative.

"Good morning, baby," Zack murmured in Cloud's ear as he ran his hand down Cloud's chest and moved it lower to brush against hardening flesh.

"M'rnin," Cloud mumbled and tilted his head back to encourage Zack's lips to explore his neck. A pleased hum escaped his lips then he froze and his eyes opened impossibly wide. "Morning? Oh, shit! I gotta...I can't believe...I'm gonna...Zack, I'm going to be late! Let me go! He'll run me 'til I drop for being late." The last was a despairing wail.

Zack held tight to his struggling lover and smothered a laugh against the soft skin of his throat. Poor Cloud, trying so hard to exceed expectations that he was too exhausted to remember what day it was.

"Shhh, it's all okay," Zack spoke into Cloud's ear and tried to soothe him with both touch and voice. "It's your day off, baby. We're all off duty today, remember?"

Cloud stopped struggling to disentangle himself from the bedding, but stayed tense until he twisted his head back to see Zack's happy grin then looked forward again to see Reno watching him with an affectionate smile curving his lips. Cloud flopped bonelessly back into the pillows with a weary sigh of relief.

"It's not funny," Cloud said with a sulky pout.

Zack rubbed his chest and neck. "Yes, it is. You're damned cute when you're flustered."

"I suppose you think me being in a panic would be freakin' adorable," Cloud grumbled, not quite ready to give up his grouchy mood but not discouraging Zack's touches either.

Zack snickered again and curled his tongue around the shell of Cloud's ear before nipping his way down Cloud's neck. As always, it was an effective way of derailing the blond's thought and smoothing away any remaining crankiness. The soft moan Cloud couldn't quite hold back easily reached his ears. Reno scooted closer as well and pulled Cloud's right leg up and around his waist. He traced his fingertips over his younger lover's jaw and slipped them into Cloud's open mouth. They were immediately sucked on, Cloud's eyes fluttering closed, a needy hum of want vibrating his throat.

"We've missed you, Spiky," Zack murmured, only pausing between nips to search for the discarded lube.

Cloud's answer was to suck harder on Reno's fingers and rock his hips between the hard cock along side his own and the one leaving a damp trail just above the cleft of his cheeks. When Zack finally located the lube Reno pulled his fingers from Cloud's mouth and took his lips in a demanding, aggressive kiss as Zack coated the redhead's fingers with a layer of slick. Reno reached over Cloud's thigh and rubbed his slippery fingers around the puckered ring before sliding one in shallowly.

Cloud broke the kiss with a gasp, pushing back into Reno's touch to take the intrusion deeper and turning his head to offer his mouth to Zack. A light flush colored the blond's face and neck and his parted lips. Zack fairly growled in approval and plundered Cloud's mouth, dominating his younger lover completely. It was rare for generous, loving Zack to demand total submission so when he did it always affected his lovers strongly. Reno's eyes were hot and his pupils dilated with lust as he continued to stretch and tease Cloud with his fingers while watching Zack make the blond tremble and moan with just his kiss.

Cloud's responsiveness was always a delight to his lovers. It never took much to have him panting and ready. Any remaining shyness was obliterated by need and pleasure. He rocked between his lovers' teasing touches until the need for more became too much. He pushed back to rub his ass against Zack in clear demand as reached down to take both his own and Reno's cock in the grip of one hand. He grinned with a fierce, possessive joy when he caused both men to groan with pleasure.

More than ready to give in, Zack eased his way into Cloud's body, and Reno linked his hand with Cloud's to help stroke them together. It was slow and leisurely sex, a chance after several busy weeks to reconnect and enjoy each other. Skin was touched and tasted as their bodies dampened with sweat that made them slide together even easier. Lips parted and opened to release breathy moans. Strands of hair stuck to skin.

Cloud came first with a wordless cry, unconsciously tightening his grip and dragging Reno along with him. Before their trembling and shuddered eased Zack came as well, buried deep in Cloud's body and his lips pressed against Reno's. They lay together in a heap of languid, boneless satisfaction until someone's stomach growled. Zack smothered a laugh against Cloud's hair then got up for a bone cracking stretch. He felt great. Even the claw marks over his ribs couldn't dim his happy mood. A day off, great sex to start off the morning, the company of his two favorite people; they all gave Zack a much needed break.

With a promise not to burn anything and to make sure the coffee was strong and hot Zack left his lovers drowsing in their bed to go make breakfast. When he reached over his head to get the largest frying pan from the cabinet the wounds pulled again, this time tearing a little and making him frown. Zack decided he would talk to Sephiroth first before returning to the doctor, but that could wait until tomorrow. He wasn't going to allow a day off with his lovers be marred by suspicions. He belted his robe more tightly and didn't notice the tinge of black that quickly became indistinguishable from the rest of the small amount of drying blood.

Well, hell, been plagiarized again.

2009-01-16T09:31:07Z

Thanks to mistressnyx4 for the heads up this time. It looks like someone at ff.net has taken the first chapter of the fic grygon and I have been writing since April of 2007, "Can Barely Hide", and decided to post it as their own. Once again, it's not mere coincidence or the use of the same ideas. It's a wholesale lifting of entire scenes and dialogue. Damn it! That's twice in one year!

Anyway, here's the link if anyone cares to look for themselves.

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4792882/1/electric_mako

And here's the link to the first chapter of our fic for comparison.

http://spurkycreations.livejournal.com/56567.html

More evidence. Scroll down to the comments. A comment was left by "porsche_cash" on the latest chapter. That is also the pen name of the "writer" on ff.net who stole the fic.

http://spurkycreations.livejournal.com/61404.html

It's 3:45 a.m. and I'm up.

2008-12-16T08:48:31Z

Lost my cable connection about 11:00 last night. That takes my internet with it...along with the cable TV *and* my phones. I think it was a dumb move to have bundled it all together since the cable is the first thing affected in storms here. The ice is getting thicker and the connection will probably poop out on me again. So far, the school officials haven't called it off. If they haven't before I leave for work (and that will be earlier than usual) I'm keeping the kids home anyway. We're supposed to get a second wave of bad weather lasting all day today.

I'd rather them be home safe.

AOL disruption on my end.

2008-12-02T21:54:42Z

Short story...hubby got into a pissing match with AOL billing over us being billed twice, once for our at home use where we have cable internet, and again for when he uses it at the shop where he only has dialup. Hey, it seemed fair to me. Two different connections, two prices. But...he didn't think so. The upshot is that I now have no AOL until this matter is resolved. That means I have no e-mail for a day or two. (It better not be more than that, and I would prefer it to be taken care of this evening.) All my LJ comment notifications and both my RP's go to my e-mail, so I'll be behind on those. I still have internet, but without AOL I don't have *any* of my bookmarks. That pisses me off. I'm lucky I actually remembered the password to my LJ.

Send some good thoughts, yeah? Not for me...it's hubby who needs them. I'm feeling a bit irritated and might just go Bullitt County redneck on his ass later. kaprini knows what I mean, LOL! You don't mess with a B.C. woman.

Random Holiday question

2008-11-23T02:33:49Z

When does everyone decorate for Christmas? Some people do it right after Thanksgiving. Some on December first. Some the week before. Some not until Christmas Eve. Some leave Christmas lights on their house all year round and only turn them on during the holidays.

Me, I like to decorate and put up the tree the weekend following Thanksgiving. Christmas lights blinking on the house across the street, curiousity, and a blatant attempt to avoid doing the rest of the laundry tonight are responsible for this post.

How about ya'll?