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Welcome to O N I O N G I R L S, a multi-fandom archive for the recent works of Amet and Sephy, taking over where Fallen Icons left off. The old system was too cumbersome, involved coding updates in four separate places every time one of us wrote new fiction which was getting annoying, so we're going to shuffle things around a bit.
This site will link back to individual stories on our Livejournal community as they are posted rather than recoding and reuploading them. It saves time to do it this way, and also allows less eye-straining reading than the tiny font we have to use to match up to the layout here. Also, we're shameless feedback whores for whom the comment feature works wonders. ^_^
be warned
Please be aware before poking through this website that this is writing with the gloves off—we will not be pulling our punches. Violence, swearing and graphic sex will all pop up in some form on this site. We are also predominately slash fen of the old "still calls it slash" variety, which means there'll be a lot of m/m and f/f strewn throughout. We're not putting warnings on our fiction for our own benefit, so do yourself a favor and pay attention to the notes on each fic if you're particularly sensitive to any of the above.
disclaimer
The name O N I O N G I R L S was extrapolated from the title of a Holly Cole song called, wait for it, "Onion Girl". If Chuck de Lint can nick it for a novel, so to can we, but know that neither of us owns it. ^~ The layout on here was made by your friendly neighborhood Amet using manga scans of some of our favorite characters from Kingdom Hearts: Chain of Memories, Weiss Kreuz Side B, and Tsubasa: Reservoir Chronicle respectively. The fiction on this site was written by Amet and/or Sephy, using some of our favorite characters from various series as well.
Bottom line? The layout is ours, the writing is ours, the lyrics, scans and characters (unless otherwise noted) belong to their respective owners. We're not making any money with other people's stuff, we'd appreciate you keeping your mitts off our stuff, etc. Y'all know the drill. Play nice and we'll all get along fine.