Forgotten fic for kuruk?
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pseudogeekI forgot to post a copy here it seemed. Now it's here.
Title: Everstone
Fandom: Pokemon gameverse
Characters/Pairings: Kanto OT3
Rating: PG-13?
Genre: Whatever kuruk's stray italian greyhound is.
Note: A thank-you gift for kuruk for his fic stray italian greyhound. (Not beta'd.) It was supposed to be a remix, but looks like it's not.
The sudden vanishment of sunlight puzzled him. Red looked up, expecting a cloud. The object above him was nearly perfectly spherical. It was lowering on him.
"Red!" A female voice shouted from the floating object. Leaf.
"...?" Red tried to reply. The silence conveyed his thoughts as well as words.
"Yes! And Green's here too! Look!" She pulled Green out from behind her. He didn't look too well. Maybe he wasn't used to slow flying?
"What's that look, Red? I'm not acrophobic! It's the cold! This crazy woman dragged me along without letting me get my coat first and I'm freezing!" Green breathed into his hands for warmth before adding: "Only a monster like you can fucking stand in a fucking blizzard in a fucking short-sleeved jacket."
Red smiled. "... ............. .....?" He asked. This time Leaf had a bit of trouble, so she looked at Green for translation.
"He asked where are we going this time." Green translated. "And if he can bring his Pokemon. He didn't like the last time we went to a human-only park. It was discrimination. And emotionally crippling."
Turned out that yes, Red was allowed to bring his Pokemon. First they gave Red a shower because he hadn't got one in weeks, unless snow and ice falling on him counted. Green and Leaf were naked when they had the shower. Because Red was a healthy teenager, he couldn't help but looking at Leaf's chest area, earning him more than one dirty look from Green.
"......., ..........? ..................!" Red protested.
Green replied with a handful of gestures.
Leaf gave them a look that accused them of leaving her out. The boys quickly apologized.
With that done, they went to a restaurant where both Pokemon and Humans could eat on the same table. Bulbasaur ate its meal with knife and fork using its vine whips, making Pikachu and Eevee jealous. Pikachu proceeded to eat with a spoon while Eevee, being the Pokemon of a trainer who loved to show-off, used chopsticks with her paws.
The trainers, after laughing at the competition between their partners, flirted with each other by stealing each other's food. It was a three-way food stealing contest.
Stomach full, they went to the place they planned to go. It was a lake-side beach. Not a sand beach, but a shingle beach armoured with pebbles and cobbles.
"Do you know why I chose this place?" Leaf said. "Because this is where everstones can be found. They look like normal stones, except that they are warm to the touch even after the heat absorbed from the sun waned out."
"So you brought us here to collect stones?" Green protested. He didn't like to be a girl, especially Leaf's, accessory.
"Uh-uh. It's a contest. The first to find an everstone gets a kiss." Leaf said, her lips smooth and beautiful. "But before that, don't forget the sunscreen! The deadline for this contest is the sunset."
It wasn't easy. Leaf looked much more experienced than them at this. The beach was full of stones and they were all heated by the sun. A smarter way to do was to wait till night to find them, but the time limit didn't allow it, forcing them to hold a stone inside their hand and wait. Leaf somehow could differenciate the heat between sun-heat and everstone-heat, letting her know only by one touch. Green had no idea. He even tried to hold multiple cobbles at the same time. Red, on the other hand, didn't seem to be interested and instead of sorting stones he was rolling his pikachu on the beach. Green sneered at him. How could he, giving up a challenge?
"Found it!"
It was Red who said that. The other two looked up in surprise. Leaf tested Red's find. Genuine everstone.
"H-how did you do that?" Leaf couldn't help but ask.
"Pikachu did it." Red said, pointing at the proud pikachu on his shoulder. "I figured that since everstone is a stone that affects Pokemon, then Pokemon must be able to feel its energy. So I just rolled Pikachu around until he felt a feeling that told him to stay small forever."
Leaf stayed speechless for a minute. Then her face softened and told red: "Silly. Then Pikachu had won the contest. Not you."
And despite the protest that Pikachu was like part of Red anyway, Leaf gave Pikachu a kiss on the cheek and none for the boys.
But when the night fell and the Pokemon were asleep, Leaf decided to reward them anyway, because they were, after all, all part of each other, therefore everybody won. They received more than a kiss. The room they rented had only a double bed and a single bed. They tried to fit on the double bed and when it didn't work they pushed the single next to it. It fit this time. They slid under the bed sheets and spent the night in love.
Post-fic notes: The beds were meant to mirror their relationship (too often 2+1 rather than 3). The search for everstone was a metaphor for searching something constant between them, and turned out it's Pokemon (kind of obvious). I added dialogues this time, so I hope it's better than my last fic (the faun one).
Now I feel that my fic might be mushy too. This is so hard.
Title: Everstone
Fandom: Pokemon gameverse
Characters/Pairings: Kanto OT3
Rating: PG-13?
Genre: Whatever kuruk's stray italian greyhound is.
Note: A thank-you gift for kuruk for his fic stray italian greyhound. (Not beta'd.) It was supposed to be a remix, but looks like it's not.
The sudden vanishment of sunlight puzzled him. Red looked up, expecting a cloud. The object above him was nearly perfectly spherical. It was lowering on him.
"Red!" A female voice shouted from the floating object. Leaf.
"...?" Red tried to reply. The silence conveyed his thoughts as well as words.
"Yes! And Green's here too! Look!" She pulled Green out from behind her. He didn't look too well. Maybe he wasn't used to slow flying?
"What's that look, Red? I'm not acrophobic! It's the cold! This crazy woman dragged me along without letting me get my coat first and I'm freezing!" Green breathed into his hands for warmth before adding: "Only a monster like you can fucking stand in a fucking blizzard in a fucking short-sleeved jacket."
Red smiled. "... ............. .....?" He asked. This time Leaf had a bit of trouble, so she looked at Green for translation.
"He asked where are we going this time." Green translated. "And if he can bring his Pokemon. He didn't like the last time we went to a human-only park. It was discrimination. And emotionally crippling."
Turned out that yes, Red was allowed to bring his Pokemon. First they gave Red a shower because he hadn't got one in weeks, unless snow and ice falling on him counted. Green and Leaf were naked when they had the shower. Because Red was a healthy teenager, he couldn't help but looking at Leaf's chest area, earning him more than one dirty look from Green.
"......., ..........? ..................!" Red protested.
Green replied with a handful of gestures.
Leaf gave them a look that accused them of leaving her out. The boys quickly apologized.
With that done, they went to a restaurant where both Pokemon and Humans could eat on the same table. Bulbasaur ate its meal with knife and fork using its vine whips, making Pikachu and Eevee jealous. Pikachu proceeded to eat with a spoon while Eevee, being the Pokemon of a trainer who loved to show-off, used chopsticks with her paws.
The trainers, after laughing at the competition between their partners, flirted with each other by stealing each other's food. It was a three-way food stealing contest.
Stomach full, they went to the place they planned to go. It was a lake-side beach. Not a sand beach, but a shingle beach armoured with pebbles and cobbles.
"Do you know why I chose this place?" Leaf said. "Because this is where everstones can be found. They look like normal stones, except that they are warm to the touch even after the heat absorbed from the sun waned out."
"So you brought us here to collect stones?" Green protested. He didn't like to be a girl, especially Leaf's, accessory.
"Uh-uh. It's a contest. The first to find an everstone gets a kiss." Leaf said, her lips smooth and beautiful. "But before that, don't forget the sunscreen! The deadline for this contest is the sunset."
It wasn't easy. Leaf looked much more experienced than them at this. The beach was full of stones and they were all heated by the sun. A smarter way to do was to wait till night to find them, but the time limit didn't allow it, forcing them to hold a stone inside their hand and wait. Leaf somehow could differenciate the heat between sun-heat and everstone-heat, letting her know only by one touch. Green had no idea. He even tried to hold multiple cobbles at the same time. Red, on the other hand, didn't seem to be interested and instead of sorting stones he was rolling his pikachu on the beach. Green sneered at him. How could he, giving up a challenge?
"Found it!"
It was Red who said that. The other two looked up in surprise. Leaf tested Red's find. Genuine everstone.
"H-how did you do that?" Leaf couldn't help but ask.
"Pikachu did it." Red said, pointing at the proud pikachu on his shoulder. "I figured that since everstone is a stone that affects Pokemon, then Pokemon must be able to feel its energy. So I just rolled Pikachu around until he felt a feeling that told him to stay small forever."
Leaf stayed speechless for a minute. Then her face softened and told red: "Silly. Then Pikachu had won the contest. Not you."
And despite the protest that Pikachu was like part of Red anyway, Leaf gave Pikachu a kiss on the cheek and none for the boys.
But when the night fell and the Pokemon were asleep, Leaf decided to reward them anyway, because they were, after all, all part of each other, therefore everybody won. They received more than a kiss. The room they rented had only a double bed and a single bed. They tried to fit on the double bed and when it didn't work they pushed the single next to it. It fit this time. They slid under the bed sheets and spent the night in love.
Post-fic notes: The beds were meant to mirror their relationship (too often 2+1 rather than 3). The search for everstone was a metaphor for searching something constant between them, and turned out it's Pokemon (kind of obvious). I added dialogues this time, so I hope it's better than my last fic (the faun one).
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Date: 2012-04-04 10:09 pm (UTC)I know what you mean about smells. I have that with touch, my world comes mostly in shades of touch, physical sensation and hearing, but thankfully I've been able to make that readable.
How about trying to go around it using synesthesia? Like, start with building a very bare, ikea account of movements, then full in the sensations as you go. And "milky-sweet" might not be a USUAL description for touch but it could work--I often describe sounds or colors as textures. Or you can play a game of associations: start with the sense you're most familiar with, make a list of words describing the item in regards to THAT sense, very precisely, and then use word associations to describe other senses. For example, what does "sweet" translate to when you try to imagine a "sweet" touch or sound. Make a list of items that your brain asociates with "sweet" and then look at them factually, see what they are like.
It's a bunch of exercises, some might work and some not, but it can be a starting point to expand beyond your usual range of imagery.
... if I'm not making sense, ask and I'll try to expand on it.
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Date: 2012-04-12 09:57 pm (UTC)Please expand on the idea of world perceived mostly through the sense of touch. A subjective memory is fine and in fact preferable.
(But do take care of real life issues first if you are still dealing with it. Has it resolved since your last news in the comment on Hamelin?)
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Date: 2012-04-13 03:45 pm (UTC)Okay so. This is kinda hard to explain because sometimes I really have to use the clichéed sixth sense analogy, but basically. I have a spacial sense. I feel distances, when I close my eyes and try to visualise a distance, I won't see it, I'll feel it. I'm not sure how to describe it, the closest I could get is that things around me have a different weight on my skin depending on size and distance. When I hold a sword above my head or behind my back, I don't need to look to feel exactly where the tip is. I never have trouble tying things behind my back, because even when I tie things in front of me I never watch what I'm doing. When I look for something in a bag, I never actually use my eyes, just my hands.
But it's not just relying on it. Expanding on the spacial sense, when I try to imagine a city for worldbuilding, for example, I'll have an intelectual knowledge of how it's build, etc, but my visualisation of it (I kinda hate that word, it's sight-focused and there's no real equivalent for the other senses) is tactile/immersive. I know how narrow or wide the streets are, what I'd touch if I extend my arms, how many steps I'd need to cross, I feel how far or tall the walls are. It's like I have this big 3D image in my head, but it's tactile. I AM NOT SURE HOW TO EXPLAIN IT.
And when it comes to imagery, emotions come in physical sensations, colors and sounds come in textures and heat levels. (A flute is generally velvet, brass instruments are like sharp stone at different temperatures, etc)
Oh, movements are also a big part of my perception and memory.
... I hope that helped, if you want more details on something...