"I Was Looking For Off-Handed Ways to Improve Us..."

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PHOTOFIC ME!

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O:D

Comments

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

Well, you'd better 'fic me in return, missy. (I like how we've completely abandoned the meme itself, and by photofic I know what you mean. XD Well, I HOPE I know what you mean.)

Rosa/Raoul, "cold"

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

The handsome young frenchman made her flutter and bounce, blushing behind her hands and giggling shyly. The cold wind blew leaves around her ankles, and his attention almost made her forget that they never had found Eddy--she had to remind herself over and over that he wouldn't come back and be angry if she was flirted with by somebody else.

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

Awww..! Poor, silly, fluffy Rosa. Am I allowed to ask another? XD

[illgotten.livejournal.com]

.....You know, if my typist's going to keep calling me an attention whore, I might as well make use of it. *innocent grin*

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Lucy, fresh out of the libretto of Jekyll and Hyde: the Musical, flounced. "Well, excuuuuse me if you think my typist doesn't play me right! Okay's a perfectly good substitute for alright, you know! You're just an attention whore."

"At least that's the only kind I am," and he flashed her his best, most irritating grin.

[mhari.livejournal.com]

....We'll just be over here having hysterics. <3

[mhari.livejournal.com]

Excuse the awful boy, won't you. *fwaps him*

Luther, sand.

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Excused. ^_^

He never went far enough from his farm to find sand, but one day a tradesman came from across Westmark with little bottles of it for sale. His middle daughter begged and pleaded, and Luther bought one, and they drew pictures in it together with their fingertips. He never needed the sea.

[mhari.livejournal.com]

Eeeee...!

[silverdragon262.livejournal.com]

Hamlet/Horatio, priest.

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

He shows the Prince his vestments, long and black, and the white robe over. The Prince doesn't seem to understand what it means truly, not past joking half-heartedly about the future tonsure.

"But," he says suddenly, "an thou'rt a priest, I may never more kiss thee."

And Horatio realises the Prince does understand, and that he was never meant to be more than a courtier, himself.

[silverdragon262.livejournal.com]

fguilbvjkiayufvulbaionkl;aa nofairihateyou.

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Valentine/Orsino, girl.

[bewareofitalics]

Eureka, shell.

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Dorothy looked frowningly down at her kitten. "What've you done to get that, Eureka?"

Eureka looked up from the shell. "I ate a snail. I would rather it had been a pig. I could eat a nice tiny fat pig, but you will never let me."

"You're right about that!" said Dorothy. "And you'd better hope that snail wasn't anything special!"

But Eureka was already Munchkin blue.

[bewareofitalics]

*giggles* Aaaw. If I may ask for another one... Nick Chopper/Nimee Aimee, honey. (And Unc Nunkie posted, by the way! *g*)

[julietveiled.livejournal.com]

Eddy bo beddy Drood, "officer"

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Eddy tapped the fellow on his shoulder, smiling brightly. "I say, you wouldn't happen to know where I can accost and bother a young Miss Rosa Bud, would you?"

The officer turned around and looked at him hard. "Accost and bother, did you say?"


...anachronismpolicehi.

[eremon-lass.livejournal.com]

Bedivere/Zara, agreement (I dare you)

and for slightly less crackyness

Horatio/Ophelia, rabbits (I said slightly less)

Feel free to hit me up for some in my post, or to just hit me for being on crack.

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Sadist. *hits with teatowel*

"We'll never reach an agreement on anything else." He grinned at her charmingly, except that on him it looked less charming and more come-hither. "So let's agree to hate each other."

"Fine by me," she snapped.

"And by the way, have you ever heard of a love-hate relationship?"

She slapped him.

~~~

Ophelia crawls through the garden on her hands and knees, putting her fingers down the holes in the grass. "O--"

"'Tis a mole," Horatio tells her softly, kneeling down beside her. She sits up on her heels like a rabbit to look at him.

"What am I?"

"Thou'rt Ophelia," as her takes one of her muddy hands, and kisses her cheek. They are both weeping.

[karla-yonit.livejournal.com]

Laertes/Lamond, gray.

(By the way, do you know the musical Mystery of Edwin Drood?)

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Lamond?

(Book and musical, I'm good on both.)

[little-lady-d.livejournal.com]

well, you've got to give me a keyword first, silly ...

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zara/guildenstern, pomengranate.

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Oh, sorry. It's attest.

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"Where are you going?"

"Why do you care?"

"What makes you think I care?"

"D'you ask girls where they're going for no reason, then?"

"Do I look like I make a hobby of it?"

"Then why the hell'd you ask?"

"Can't you tell me that?"

She bares her teeth at him, tiny little perfect teeth like white pomegranate seeds. If he believed in God, he'd pray she asked another question. Since he doesn't know what he believes in, he wishes he had a coin to flip that would decide the matter.

[my_daroga]

Quoi?

I am in the dark.

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

It's a random and very fun exercise wherein you give me a character or a pairing or a keyword or a setting, and I write you a teeny-tiny snapshot of fanfic.