"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

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

Is noooot. You do eeeeverything well.

Alan Campbell/Torrens (=P) "luck"

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

...Oh. God. No.

I don't--I can't--AHHHHH.

There was one young man Torrens remembered from the last concert. He attended to help the queen; this young man, who sat without speaking to anyone around him, came only for the music, he thought. This time the young man looked wearier than before, drawn--Torrens surprised himself by thinking that with any luck, no one would intrude, for as the music began the young man's face already softened.

Wording bad.

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

Noooo. That one was mean. XD But you did it so welllll!

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

It was mean, you're right. *flounces*

:D Thank youuu.

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

...hahaha. I forgot to ask a pairing.

I'll do a nice one this time. Er, try.

Neville/Rosa "soft"

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

XD Yes.

Ooooh.

"Oh, but, Mister Landless," she protests, hiding her blush behind her hands, "it isn't proper at all for me to walk with you, and you know it quite well! I do wish you would not--"
His voice is soft. "I can't very well tell you I love you with someone about, can I?"

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

......................................................


....I... I'd give you another pairing, but... I think... I think I've died.


Ooohhhh. So... awwwww.

Rosa/Neville "wait"

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

*eeps and beams* Thank you!

Neville, when he visited, would wait outside until Helena came down, but if she had not brought Rosa with her, he would not move. They would talk where they stood, under the second-floor window, where any girl in the dormitories could look down and see them.
She often did.

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

OoooOOOOooooooOoooOooOOOOoohhhhh. You WIN at this pairing. Augh. XD <333

It's late and I'm uncreative. But tell me if you want me to try and be original. XD

the same. "smooth"

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

:D :D :D I'm glad you're so pleased.

Eh, at some point I want more Westmark, but we can go with this for a few dozen posts. XD After all, I sort of REALLY OWE YOU OMG for the Fish/Courfeyrac.

Rosa has got a new dress, but Helena is nowhere to be found and of course Eddy isn't there. The others girls have already seen by now. She leans out the window to sigh, and catches sight of someone familiar in the street. "Mister Landless!" He looks up. "Oh, do stay there, wait just a moment!" She turns and dashes down the stairs in the most unladylike way, joyfully touching the smooth satin of her pink sleeves.

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!

Red Cockade/...other Red Cockade. That sounds really strange. XD "cause"

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

:D Logic? What logic?

Ooooh! YES!

Before he leaves, she mends his shirt one last time, cooks him supper. She doesn't feel like the housewife her actress mother always warned her against becoming. She is his wife. It is his cause. He thumbs the stitch in his sleeve, puts down his fork, and before he leaves he kisses her; he is her husband.

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

;___; *pets them, waaah*

Squishy said I had to ask for--

Rosa/Helena "merry"

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

The angst, o! but it's such nice, angst, eee!

Tell Squishy to stay out of it or ask for her own crack, woman! XD

"Oh, Happy Christmas," Rosa cried, waking Helena up by climbing onto her bed and throwing her arms around her neck. "Do get up! Eddy has promised to come by and give us both gifts, and it is to be so lovely!"
"You're terribly pretty when you're in such a merry humour." Helena kissed her cheek.
Rosa kissed her mouth, shyly.
The day before she and Eddy had broken their engagement.

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

Awwwww! They are soooo secret lesbian lovers, man.

Florian/Zara "tell"

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

:D I knowww.

That is not the thing to request when I'm trying to write Zara/Liberation and they won't snog because she's mad for Florian, yo.

Zara watches impassively as Torrens searches Florian's body for the bullet. She stands by the wall, without saying anything, with an air of protection, as if she's making sure he doesn't suddenly try to assassinate Florian with the thing--whatever it is--he's using to prod around. Torrens prods; he prods again; Florian, feverish, lets out a gasp and cries "Zara!", lost a little in a ragged breath. She starts forward.
"What? Tell me!"
Torrens shakes his head. "He's ill. He can't hear you. He doesn't know what he's said."
"Yes, he does," Zara whispers fiercely, not resuming her place by the wall. "He wants me. I won't leave."
"I didn't ask that," Torrens says, still searching for the bullet.
"I'm telling him, not you."

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

...sorry. XD

Ooohhhhh. I love your Zara so, so much.

Lise/Zara. XD "smell"

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

^_~ You're forgiven.

:D Awww, thank you! I don't. I want to smack her. XD

The smell of bread baking fills Ragueneau's shop, but he isn't there to smell it. He's off somewhere Lise doesn't care about reading poetry with some people she doesn't care to know. She taps the counter and wishes for someone to come, just to keep her busy.
The dressmaker looks through the shop window and sees the woman in the bakery, tapping impatiently. She smiles a tight, sharp smile and pushes open the door.

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

Eeee! They're so PERFECT. Gaah.

Combeferre (I have to tell you the thing I read about him XD)/Dorian Gray
"patient"

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

^_^ Thaaaaank you. They are so my OTP. Liek whoa, my friend.

(Yesyesyes?)

Combeferre sketches while he speaks. The lovely young man who engaged him does not seem pleased, is not patient. He speaks more sharply, more audaciously, as if he wishes to enrage this calm man, but Combeferre is not easily enraged. After a pause, a phrase so hot and ugly it could burn the air or the tongue, he leans across the table and kisses Combeferre hard. There is no other way he can win.

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

(So, I read this thing, and you know how people are always like Enjolras= St Just or Robespierre? Well, this website decided that, along with that, Courfeyrac = Danton and Combeferre = Desmoulins. So now I keep picturing 'Ferre with a stutter. XD)

Eeeeeeeeeee!

Justitia/Prouvaire "peel"

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

(XD Oh, good heavens. That's-- XD)

^____^

They walk together--Prouvaire speaks of poetry, Justitia of art. By the bridge an old woman sells apples from a battered basket, and Prouvaire buys two. Justitia has a pocketknife; he peels like a boy, in towards his thumb, and secretly Prouvaire is afraid he will cut himself. He doesn't, though, and they share the apples talking quietly but eagerly. Prouvaire (secretly) wants to write a poem about the juice on Justitia's fingers, and Justitia (though he does not say so) would like to paint Prouvaire with a white-gold slice of fruit in his hand.

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

(Wouldn't quiiiiite work. But so cute. XD)

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!

Alan Campbell/Dorian Gray "bribe"

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

(alas, no. XD But as you saiiiid.)

^____________________^

...I can't write this. OMG.

Honestly, sometimes he thinks he must bribe Alan to stay in his company... but it is no matter, Alan loves him, Alan would follow him even without the promise of music on violins and breathless kisses afterwards.

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

(Maybe it's when he's agitated. And that's why he makes a point to remain calm. XD)

Awww, it's gooooood!

Zara/Florian, to make up for it. XD "overhear"