"A Triumphant Twang" - Legend of the Seeker Fic (R)

Feb 26, 2011 01:03

Disclaimer: Legend of the Seeker/Sword of Truth is owned by Terry Goodkind and all the grand high mucky mucks of ABC. No copyright infringement is intended and no money was made from this of course. Any similarity to any other story not my own is coincidence.

Title: A Triumphant Twang
Genre: Legend of the Seeker; Kahlan/Richard
Rating: R; rated ( Read more... )

fanart: fanfiction, character: kahlan amnell, pairing: kahlan & richard, fandom: legend of the seeker, genre: ficlit, misc: challenges, rating: r

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luna172004 February 26 2011, 21:14:36 UTC
guh, THAT was beautiful, a little piece of heaven for my missing heart) I miss this couple so much but such an awesome stories as yours keep them living, THANKS for that fantastic piece)

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hr_musings March 2 2011, 07:56:10 UTC
Thank you very much for reading. *grin*

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canuck_kat February 27 2011, 18:21:24 UTC
Sorry, but this should be PG-13 at most.

Anyhoo, you captured the moment wonderfully.

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hr_musings March 2 2011, 07:58:57 UTC
I'm sorry the content of the ficlit did not seem to suit the rating for you. I felt it appropriate, though I know that not everyone rates things the same way.

Thank you for reading though, all ratings issues aside. *wry grin*

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canuck_kat March 2 2011, 16:24:52 UTC
Yeah lol. I have somewhat looser ratings (well, it's more liberal). Sometimes I look at my racy stuff and then I see how other people are rating their stuff and I go "Man, maybe I should slap an M rating on this." ^^;;;

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hr_musings March 4 2011, 06:00:29 UTC
I do appreciate you reading.

And I probably do rate things a bit more conservatively than some. I guess I kind of just go with safer than sorry. *wry grin*

Again, thanks for reading. *grin*

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lotslovercss March 2 2011, 03:08:28 UTC
That was so sweet! I absolutely loved it! It was so beautifully written.

LOVED THIS:
“My power let me touch others; mark others, but love never left its mark on me,” she continued quietly. “And I always imagined that white, untouched and unmarked, was the color of love. But now...” she smiled again a little before turning to face her lover and sliding her arms up and around his neck and shoulders.

“But now,” she whispered. “I know, that the true color of love is red.”

Great job!

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hr_musings March 2 2011, 07:59:32 UTC
Thank you very much; I'm glad that you enjoyed it. *grin*

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