"In the Light of the Virgin Morning..."
Aug. 21st, 2005 12:42 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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Second one especially. Snowy, darling, take your revenge. :D
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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
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Date: 2005-08-21 10:09 pm (UTC)Ahahaha! I just thought of ANOTHER we share. But I don't know if you've ever written fic for it, so I'll give you an alternative.
Howl/Enjolras, "glisten"
(alt, in case you, like, detest that one passionately XD Montparnasse/Raoul. Same word)
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Date: 2005-08-21 10:19 pm (UTC):D Ah, yes. That one.
They think Enjolras is unaware of his beauty, but they often think things that are incorrect. The tall young man whose ears are marked with glistening stones, whose eyes are the very same colour of blue, who offers his magic and enchants them all, sparks jealousy like a horseshoe striking the street. Luckily, he has more then enough magic about him, and with a secret smile like a falling star, he enchants Enjolras, too, though with kisses instead of handkerchiefs pulled out of the air.
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Date: 2005-08-21 10:35 pm (UTC)Well then. This time, Montparnasse/Raoul. "weave"
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Date: 2005-08-21 10:38 pm (UTC)The streetlamps make a pattern on the cobblestones like a loose, bad weaving, or from this angle golden puddles. He likes the gold better. He likes the smooth-faced sailor lad best. A boy like that is easiest to rob, and pretty enough that he'll take more than money.
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Date: 2005-08-21 10:40 pm (UTC)Cosette/Marius (laaame, but how I love it. XD)
bad puns"father"(no subject)
Date: 2005-08-21 10:44 pm (UTC)Awwwww.
"Marius, oh, Marius, you're a father!" She kissed him happily when the doctor finally let him in. Marius stared. He had just gotten used to being a husband.
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Date: 2005-08-21 10:46 pm (UTC)Aww. Poor, bewildered Marius. So cuuuute. *fluffles him*
Clarion/Edwin Drood. "stockings"
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Date: 2005-08-22 02:57 am (UTC):D
...Oh, my GOD.
Instead of going to Egypt, Eddy takes the train to the last place it stops. He unloads himself at the station and stands, rumpled and tousled, on the platform. His stockings are falling down around his ankles and his coat is wrinkled, and when the beautifully-dressed gentleman pounces him and demands to know what travesty of good clothing he thinks he's committing, Eddy is perfectly willing to let the gentleman do his worst.
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Date: 2005-08-22 03:00 am (UTC).................... *DIES* THAT IS SO GREAT. XDD
Mother's Younger Brother/Justin "righteous"
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Date: 2005-08-22 03:17 pm (UTC)I hate you.
"Are you righteous?" Justin demands, flashing gold and violet in the light of fire and guns going off. He is an angel of honour and battle and truth and death.
"I can make a grenade," Younger Brother says.
"Join us."
Justin is just a man now, but Younger Brother isn't sure he minds.
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Date: 2005-08-22 07:22 pm (UTC)Stock/Erik. "Engineer"
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Date: 2005-08-23 03:11 am (UTC)Ugly man, he thinks. (Tragic figure!, he thinks.) But he could write words... (And he can write music!) He engineers a plan to capture the poet but (the poet is already captured).
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Date: 2005-08-23 03:15 am (UTC)Witz/Marius.
fanboy"travel"(no subject)
Date: 2005-08-23 03:26 am (UTC)"Theodule?" he asks, before he shakes his head. Why would Theodule be here? Theodule hates travel. But the young fellow in uniform has already turned and smiled and then blushed. Marius extends his hand. "Sorry. My mistake."
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Date: 2005-08-23 03:33 am (UTC)Aww, cute.
Grewgious/Florian. "List."
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Date: 2005-08-23 09:13 pm (UTC)He was not at all sure who had convinced him it was a good idea to teach a class on law at some unknown school in a backwater country, but evidently whomever it was had a convincing argument. As he entered the building, a young man with a sprinkling of pockmarks approached him. "Ah, sir. I see you received my letter..."
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Date: 2005-08-23 09:23 pm (UTC)Justitia/Combeferre "rule"
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Date: 2005-08-23 09:28 pm (UTC)"How can one man have rule over another?" "Sometimes, it can't be helped." "What do you mean?" "There's tyranny of the heart in many forms, ami."
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Date: 2005-08-23 09:30 pm (UTC)Oooooohhh. I like. =)
Zara/Lise "flower"
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Date: 2005-08-23 09:35 pm (UTC)Yay!
They both have such pinched faces, such bitter looks. The woman in the bakery stares at the dressmaker, a dressmaker who wears ugly black and has never bloomed. The woman in the bakery wears dirty grey and has never been able to flower. They are two of the same kind of woman, and they see it in the way that neither of them smile. The dressmaker gives her coins like a hasty, awkward gift, and the woman in the bakery hands over the loaf of bread like an offering.
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Date: 2005-08-23 09:39 pm (UTC)Cosette/Mickle. "three"
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Date: 2005-08-23 09:43 pm (UTC)Three o'clock in the afternoon. Cosette hurries home from the linen shop, and accidentally bumps into a woman on the street. "I beg your pardon!" The woman gives her the most wonderful, innocent, laughing, particular, wonderful grin in the world. "Don't worry about it. Worse things have happened." Innocent, but Cosette knows she means those last words.
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Date: 2005-08-23 09:45 pm (UTC)AHHH CUTE. XD
Justin/Florian "tempt"
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Date: 2005-08-23 09:52 pm (UTC)^______^
Oh, my God. Not that one. Anything but that one. Ahhhhhhhhhh.
"You betrayted me!" Justin shouts, beautiful in his rage. Florian watches quietly. "You lied to me! You--" "No. Never that," he cuts in suddenly, softly. "I have never lied to you." There is silence. "I won't pretend I haven't wished I could, sometimes. It's tempting. But I have never lied to you." Justin ends up in his arms, sobbing as though his devil's (angel's) (boy's) heart will break.
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Date: 2005-08-23 09:54 pm (UTC)Okay, THAT one was mean. I'm sorry. D= But ohhh, you make everything so pretty!
Fantine/Rina ""voyage"
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