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[winterpolaris]

I know fated_addiction (I think???) did this a few days ago, but I totally missed it because I was slaving from finals. And hey, who could say more...

RPF DRABBLE-A-THON!!!
BECAUSE SUMMER'S STARTING, Y'ALL.Actors, actresses, musicians, footballers, swimmers, baseballers, Americans, French, British, Japanese, Korean, Chinese, het, slash, femme, THROW IT AT ME,

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FREEDOM FINALLY??

[pourtant]

clémence/jim, all the best intentions are no match for your skin

SHIT YES.

[winterpolaris]

lmao WRITE one, not SUGGEST one. :P but yes, i will write that, after i get that rob/katie one done.

HEE

[pourtant]

LMFAO WELL HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW UGH. :[

LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTEDDDD

[winterpolaris]

LMFAO well now you do, write one.

[asweetdownfall]

Yep, it was fated_addiction.

I'm writing an RPF which I'll probably post later..

[winterpolaris]

i need rpf drabble like i need aiiiiiiiiiir, bb

[asweetdownfall]

Hah well you're going to have for mine. I'm working on one H/Hr fic and another that shall remain nameless for now. -collapses-

You can write RPF too, you know, Flo. :)

lmfao your icon

[winterpolaris]

OOOH YAY! i've been so out of the loop with fics in general, but even moreso hp and twilight fic. reading twific makes me want to die, even if it's well-written, idk.

i know, i have a few ideas. i feel like such a douche commenting to myself though, haha.

gaspard ulliel/clemence poesy ; we will become silhouettes

[pourtant]

She's quietly smoking in the warm light of the sunset, sending white ashes fluttering in the wind. After an afternoon spent dancing in the grass, the rest is welcome. If he ignores the voices of the crew packing for the day behind his back, it's almost as if the universe has collapsed onto itself, reduced to this tiny corner of green, wild flowers and changing hues in the sky. It smells like holidays and feels like the end of the world.

She turns to him, with that look on her face. Fond and distant, it's an anomaly.

"So, it's the end of the world..." She lifts a hand, waving vaguely at their surroundings. "What do you do?"

Mind reader, he wants to say, or maybe it's just the place, the time. There's no 'if' to her question, no uncertainty about his answer, no hesitation about his held out hand. "I dance some more."

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[winterpolaris]

It smells like holidays and feels like the end of the world.

askjdadaj SO GOOD! I love that last line, it's so him.

Re: gaspard ulliel/clemence poesy ; we will become silhouettes

[pourtant]

<3

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[slightlymore]

That was lovely. Excellent writing and I love the couple you picked.

Side note, we will become silhouettes is one of my all time favorite songs.

Write more please! Anything, really. <3

[solitude_82]

i want to do this but i'm not even sure of who i should write.

[kissingdaylight]

Too much chatting and not enough drabbling! :P

Come on fic writers, you can do this! I BELIEVE in you!