Trick or Treat...

[caras_galadhon]

...Smell my feet! Give me something good to eat! Not too big, not too small, just the size of Montreal!
A Blessed Samhain and Happy Halloween to you all!

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[caras_galadhon]

Ok, really late, but regardless... Happy Halloween!



I didn't think you were hinting. ^_^ But it seems only fair that if you're in the Halloween post, you should receive a treat for your troubles. *G*

Eye of the Day

If Viggo had thought he could get away with it, he would have openly called Sean his Mata Hari, for Sean shone like the sun itself, and one glance Viggo's way was like a bullet straight to the heart. Sean walked with a grace and confidence better suited to a dancer, yet his lowered looks and slightly flushed skin were as teasing fans, now covering, now exposing his most naked parts.

Sean was unconsciously seductive. Sure, he could flirt with the best of them, a solar flare bursting to life, illuminating the object of his affection, but it was in the quiet moments -- in the way he drank his morning tea, or how he chewed on the end of his pen while going over a new script -- that he burned through Viggo, leaving him helplessly scorched and beyond all hope of saving.

And when thunderclouds passed over Viggo's sun, when Sean's temper broke as a storm, Viggo felt himself pinned down, facing a grim firing squad with no hint of pardon. Yet he would endure a hundred thousand deaths to bask in Sean's rays, to be gifted with the quiet dance of lover to lover, so subtle and sure as to be unbreakable code to all but the most experienced spy.

So it was in the depths of night, when sun and Sean rested, that Viggo would turn to Sean and whisper in his ear, claiming him as Viggo's own Eye of the Day, pledging faith and fidelity. And it was in that same darkened room that Viggo's Sun God would curl a little closer, shifting unconsciously toward Viggo's gravity, earth and sun once more aligned, secrets carried between on each inhale and exhale of breath.

[aprilkat]

Now, see, you are educational on top of everything else. I didn't know what Mata Hari meant, and you've managed to weave it into the essence of BOTH characters. Superb.

[caras_galadhon]

Hee. Thanks! (And good thing I finished all these off last night, what with the sudden influx of commenters! ...Although I am toying with the idea of tidying them up slightly and posting them individually. ^_^) Truthfully, I didn't know what it meant either, so in casting around for something to write in theme, I looked her up and voila, there it was! *G*

[stormatdusk]

a solar flare bursting to life

when thunderclouds passed over Viggo's sun

Viggo's Sun God would curl a little closer, shifting unconsciously toward Viggo's gravity, earth and sun once more aligned, secrets carried between on each inhale and exhale of breath

oh my goodness.
you realize, of course, that now i will be ringing your doorbell nightly in progressively less creative costumes, right?

this is gorgeous. thank you, really. wow.