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[fluffy_goddess]

Totally stolen from mee_eep , and cut for length.

Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous.

Upon request, I will post a random line or two from any of these you choose. Assuming that the file adds up to a full line, that is.

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Austen Thing

[fluffy_goddess]

That Miss Viola Baltan was the most unfortunate young woman of their aquaintance, the gossips of Vern Bridge absolutely agreed. She had had for most of her life all the blessings they generally considered useful to a girl -- reasonable beauty, a love for music roughly equal to her talent at producing it, good sense considering her youth, and the fond approval of the village greybeards. She was skilled at listening, which won over most, and agreeably enthusiastic about games and amusements, which won over the rest. Unfortunately, she was currently an orphan, and poor. The combination rather negated all else.

Maeve Beauty and the Beast

[fluffy_goddess]

"I want... I want everyone to look at him and see a monster. I want him to have to grovel and plead for m-- for the person he loves to stay with him."

"Ah." An ex-boyfriend, then. It was remarkable how quickly young love could turn into hate. "In that case, I would suggest one of the more classic curses..."

Unrealistic deus ex machina are fun!

[fluffy_goddess]

He lifted one brow. He'd never received the slightest hint that his father had feared the sorceress before him, for all that the degenerate fool had always paid her every gesture of respect she was due. And she knew it. But, instead of enlightening him as to the arrangement she undoubtedly already had in mind, she merely turned, slightly, and nodded to the lesser youkai sitting on the other side of the table.

He beamed at being in her regard, and smoothly poured two tiny bowls of sweet tea. The spicy, faintly honeyed scent drifted to his nostrils with the same elegance with which this court had favoured him all afternoon long, a custom he had left unacknowledged but well appreciated. Bowing, the creature offered the first drink to his mistress. She accepted it with a twist to her lip that suggested laughter and made her look like the teasing minx who'd formerly so knotted Inutaishi's tail, and her thane's eyes glittered. A nod, and he was suddenly offering Sesshoumaru the other cup, with almost exactly the same bow.