"In the Light of the Virgin Morning..."

[psalm_onethirtyone]

*is wicked, steals memes from kaliscoo*

MEME #1:
If you want me to make you an icon, comment here and I will make one based on one of your LJ interests. No, you don't get to pick which one. Artist's discretion!

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MEME #2:
Give me a character or pairing (that I'm familiar with) and a word, and I will write you one line of fic here.

*hums*

Second one especially. Snowy, darling, take your revenge. :D

Comments

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

OMG. YES. We have to do it now. There's just too much eeee that needs to happen.

Augh.

"You're a clever boy. What are you doing?"
"Sketching the verbena," Harbert told him. "Mister Spilett wants me to teach him about plants, so I'm trying to remember all the ones I see here."
The man smiled, a funny, wry kind of smile. "And you teach your elders. Promise me you won't change in that respect."
"No, sir," said Harbert, his fingers grey with the dust from his pencil.

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

Hee! We shall, then!

...sorry? XD But ahhhh so cuuuteee. I could just repeat the same not-evil pairings, but..

Erik/Tholomyes (okay, that one's evil) "beautiful"

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Yayyyyy!

^_^ That would be so benevo--JESUS.

He's old now, and decidedly not beautiful, but he's still charming. In fact, he could charm the mask off an opera ghost.

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

Okay, here.

Lise/Zara again. XD "soft"

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Bweeee!

The sharp woman in black is back again, for bread again this time. She always buys bread. She buys it hard, and a day old, so that it doesn't cost as much. This time, Lise hides a pastry in the bundle of the loaf. As the woman leaves, she mutters to herself. "I must be going soft." But she isn't sorry.

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Ta-daaaa!

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

Ahhhh! They're so OTP. XD

Rina/Florian "white"

[tiamatschild.livejournal.com]

Okies! Icon me. :)

Let's see... Nemo, "spring".

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

They really are. We need an icon or something. :D

When she met him for the first time, she thought she was afraid of him, she was amazed by him, she was--she didn't know. She was wearing a white scarf over her hair and it blew away, and he caught it out of the wind and gave it back to her with a smile. Her chest began to ache, and she followed him for the rest of the day, until he turned and took her hands and asked her where she was going. She said, "With you."

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

Bwahaha. Maybe I'll make one. XD

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! That's so... ooohhh, Rinnnaaaaa. Wahh. So sweet.

Ummm... Christian/Crisparkle "speechless"

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

A moment one!

He does not come out from beneath the waters. He only knows what season it is because he marks off the days. Some men have flowers and new growth in which to see spring; Nemo has his charts and secrets.

One is that his children loved flowers.

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

I love your icons. <33333

^___^ Aww, thank you. It's just--well.

...Okay, I don't like you.

The priest isn't as old as Christian suspected he would be, and he has a warm, friendly smile, and a wonderful voice. For the first time, Christian is as speechless before a man as a woman.

[mhari.livejournal.com]

Okay, then... Rina/Connie. "Light".

[tiamatschild.livejournal.com]

*delights* Oh, I love it.

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

D'you have a picture of Zara or Zara-like person?

... *weeps*

Neville/Torrens "lance" (In honor of your, er... lack of them. XD)

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

*facepalms* Timelines do not love me.

For a few years now, she had been falling in love with someone new every week, never confessing, but obvious enough with her smiles and blushes and the way she did her best to please. One day, though, someone paid her sister with a Regian coin, and Rina begged to look at it, holding it to the light so she could stare at the tarnished picture.
This time things different. The boy whose profile was stamped in the metal could not see her smiles and did not know how she wanted to please him, but he didn't turn her down when she told him, blushing, that she loved him so.

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

*pokes it* I could have done it better, I fear. Is spiky. ^_^ But thank you.

[mhari.livejournal.com]

Pretty! ^_^

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

I have dozens. Mostly I pick the Toulouse-Lautrec, but there's also the red painting. I'll get them both, hang on. here (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Rainbowjehan/Zara3.jpg) and here (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Rainbowjehan/Zara.jpg).

You're so wicked.

O_O ...Doubly wicked.

He had never seen a dark-skinned boy quite like the ragged one who showed up in Marianstat asking for a doctor and raging with fever. The boy was bruised and bitter, cut and angry, and he told a gabbling, wild story about being chased away for a murder he hadn't committed, separated from a sister he'd never been without. Torrens tended him gently, lanced some wounds, bandaged others. He could heal the boy's body, and would try to ease his furious mind.

Ew.

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

^___^ I didn't think they overlapped. Unfortunately.

[fish-bananas.livejournal.com]

Look -- oh -- it's so calm and patient and grayscale like Madame Giry and the Bishop --! ♡ It's perfect. Thank you.

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

*squibbles* You're welcome. It's not--you're welcome.

*at least gets to use this icon*

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

Awww, Nevilleeee. D=

Zara/Helena. "experiment"

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

There!

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Neville is a pretty CRAZY. You know he is. I know he's not, shh.

"Where're you going?" Zara demands, following Helena closely with her eyes. Helena laughs, her full, secret laugh that sounds like Indian forests. "Oh, I don't know. I shall make an experiment of my daydreams, and see where I go when I don't decide." "You're crazy," Zara begins, then quiets. "I'm coming too." "Of course," Helena says, a promise. They go out together.