"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

[fish-bananas.livejournal.com]

I'm interested in you for an icon, but how do we fit all your awesome into a puny ten thousand pixels? It does not compute.

...Oh, you made it work! SUCCESS! And what's more, you even managed to make 'asphalt' work! And here I was, thinking I was being particularly evil with an anachronistic keyword. *hangs head*

It's pretty and flashy in a subdued way, like warm gray and cream. See, you can do it! So: (she stitched boots, but what does that matter?)

Rum Tum Tugger/Aouda. Needle.

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Oh, come now. This is ridiculous, Miss Fish.

*facepalms* It was evil. It was truly, truly evil. I don't know how I managed.

Thank you (I was afraid of that).

...THAT'S NOT MY FANDOM. DAMN IT.

His claws needle her lap, and she holds him up in her little dark-skinned hands, looking levelly into his catseyes. "You're small for a Tiger, aren't you?" First he hisses, then he licks her face. Aouda doesn't know enough about this cat to realise she's tamed the Tiger who'd go for the throat of everyone else.