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There is an open night tomorrow/today.
*Cue uber-spazout!*
Distract meeeeee? Reuqest something from me?
Rules are:
1. Fandom I know - KKM, FMA, LotR...hell, I'll try HP if you're willing to risk it.
2. PLEASE don't try to to shatter my brain.
3. Four request limit.
4. Ara reserves the right to fanart instead of drabble.
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*Cue uber-spazout!*
Distract meeeeee? Reuqest something from me?
Rules are:
1. Fandom I know - KKM, FMA, LotR...hell, I'll try HP if you're willing to risk it.
2. PLEASE don't try to to shatter my brain.
3. Four request limit.
4. Ara reserves the right to fanart instead of drabble.
CHALLENGED CLOSED
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She's been in this crazy, fucked up world for weeks now. Long enough that even the faces in her memories are starting to remind her of the people here, not the ones left dead or abandoned on her world. She's learning to smile again, to breathe and relax and trust...and love.
Not that she can say that. Not out loud. Not in cold blood, at least. When Gisela is tied to the bed with green silk ribbons that match her hair and eyes: when Ani can explore and tantalize her: when the healer moans and gasps and purrs under Ani's roughened fingers: when she looks into brilliant emerald eyes...that's a different story.
But she thinks, in the darkness after the candle's blown out and Gisela is a soft, warm mass beside her, that it is good. She smooths her hands over soft skin and hard muscle and even with her eyes closed, it's just Gisela.
With Ryan or or any of her other lovers, there comes a point when she'll close her eyes and imagine that it's him. Strong and handsome and ( ... )
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That's more than enough feedback for meeee. <3!
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You do not see, my love, though the city below is bright and fair.
You do not talk, my lover, though I have run out of words to describe your lustre, your edge...your sparkle.
Would you speak if I brought you treasure? Gold reflects in your black eyes but it is only the dancing of the candle flame that makes you look animate for a moment.
I touch you, gently and clack my teeth - enough of a kiss for us.
We will be happy together, my love.
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Best. Line. Ever.
Kohi/Morgif OTP!!
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Glad you liked it...Kohi really is just a soppy romantic at heart sternum.
*nods solemnly*
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"Look," he said, gesturing in what he hoped was a neutral manner with his spork. The meal was one of Doria-kun's best but he had spent most of his time cajoling and trying to explain. He jabbed at a floury potato "See...it's like this. It's like Wolfram is this potato. You had potatoes on your plate but they're not there any more. Which isn't a good thing but also isn't my fault so I don't have to share my fiancé with you."
Beth wasn't listening, her eyes fixed on the spork with an unholy light that made Yuuri's stomach sink to about the level of his knees. She was smiling triumphantly and lunged up from her chair, thumping the table with the flat of her hand. "Ah-ha! You show your true colours by discussing root vegetables while turning your spoon widdershins ( ... )
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"What do you mean we're damned!" Ani yelled. Gisela stopped her mental countdown - twelve seconds, Ani really must have been trying to keep her temper.
The angel stammers something incoherant as Yuuri - not her world's one, the other one, the one she'd loved and lost - takes advantage of its distraction to cop a feel. Jose is fanning Hokka-Cheri who fainted when the helpful angel had asked which circle of Hell she wanted to be on. (Gisela was still trying to figure out what the woman had done and more importantly, when she'd done something to earn her a place in any of hell's circles ( ... )
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