Who Clue reminder! :D
It's been just about two weeks since the inaugural Who Clue challenge and I just want to send out a gentle reminder by way of showing you one of my examples of a possible entry. Ironically, as I was working on this (also neglecting my studies), the marvelous captain_plant posted a challenge response!
I wanted to mention that ARTISTS CAN PARTICIPATE TOO! I mean, a picture is worth a thousand words right?
It seems like moot point now, but I'm going to post this anyway. I decided to do one of my examples from the initial challenge post, which you can find here.
teaser:
Title: Central Park, NYC
Rating: PG
Pairings: Pete/Roger
Word Count: so a picture = 1000 words + 161 actual words (haha, this so counts)
Warnings: Um, totally bad perspective and human anatomy. Please ignore! Oh, and it's totally fluff.
Disclaimer: This is FICTION! This never happened. No harm intended.
and
in
with a
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Pete’s fingertips trail down his arm and he fits his hand around Roger’s as they walk, but Roger stops mid-stride his hand slipping from Pete’s grasp.
“Pete,” he says, casting quick glances around. While there is no one else in this section of the garden, Roger has never been outwardly demonstrative towards the guitarist-- at least not in public.
“C’mon it’s just a little stroll through the park,” Pete says, smiling gently at the singer’s reluctance. “Nobody is going to recognize us.”
“Well, maybe not,” Roger concedes. “But this isn’t exactly... accepted.”
“This isn’t England,” Pete reminds him. “Besides, New Yorkers are supposed to be laid back.”
Pete is in unusually high spirits today, and it makes Roger’s heart soar. He doesn’t want to do anything to risk this rare joy, so with a small but delighted smile he slips his hand into Pete’s and follows him down the path.
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♥ Li
(feedback is love...)
I wanted to mention that ARTISTS CAN PARTICIPATE TOO! I mean, a picture is worth a thousand words right?
It seems like moot point now, but I'm going to post this anyway. I decided to do one of my examples from the initial challenge post, which you can find here.
teaser:
Title: Central Park, NYC
Rating: PG
Pairings: Pete/Roger
Word Count: so a picture = 1000 words + 161 actual words (haha, this so counts)
Warnings: Um, totally bad perspective and human anatomy. Please ignore! Oh, and it's totally fluff.
Disclaimer: This is FICTION! This never happened. No harm intended.
and
in
with a
-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-
Pete’s fingertips trail down his arm and he fits his hand around Roger’s as they walk, but Roger stops mid-stride his hand slipping from Pete’s grasp.
“Pete,” he says, casting quick glances around. While there is no one else in this section of the garden, Roger has never been outwardly demonstrative towards the guitarist-- at least not in public.
“C’mon it’s just a little stroll through the park,” Pete says, smiling gently at the singer’s reluctance. “Nobody is going to recognize us.”
“Well, maybe not,” Roger concedes. “But this isn’t exactly... accepted.”
“This isn’t England,” Pete reminds him. “Besides, New Yorkers are supposed to be laid back.”
Pete is in unusually high spirits today, and it makes Roger’s heart soar. He doesn’t want to do anything to risk this rare joy, so with a small but delighted smile he slips his hand into Pete’s and follows him down the path.
-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-
♥ Li
(feedback is love...)