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[terabient]

because i have a frightening amount of free time staring me in the face this week, and i need to fill it with something other than hours of watching Lifetime and playing Left 4 Dead -

a meme lifted from brokenprism:

-Leave a comment with a character or pairing, and five words/short prompts
-i will write a sentence/short paragraph for each character/prompt.

original post here, if you want to see what it's like. (only, i doubt mine will come out nearly as well... XD )

ETA: so yeah that went, well, as quickly as i could have hoped! but now i have nothing to do again, so if anyone wants to test their luck and suggest any other prompts that is quite alright. (annonymous posting is on too, if you want to post sekritly.)

of course i may just dump another meme here, once my deep desire to crawl under a blanket and sleep the day away is gone.

maybe i'll even work on something i'm supposed to - AHAHAHAHA, PROBABLY NOT.

Comments

[terabient]

you are right, the interwebz needs some more Ivy/Siegfried love~

though i question my ability to deliver ;(

rain
When Siegfried arrives at the Valentine Manor, the sky is dark with storm clouds, and the air heavy with the scent of rain - he prays this is not an omen.

blanket
The heavy folds of Ivy's blanket cannot obscure the sweet, generous curves of the body beneath; Siegfried's cheeks burn with shame at the thoughts that invade his mind at the sight.

fathom
Ivy is used to bearing the weight of a man's covetous stare, but she finds Siegfried's gaze difficult to fathom: he does not stare at her body but past it, as if he would possess her essence, her soul.

moon
Moonlight is more forgiving than the sun - there's a strange sort of artistry, a macabre beauty, to a razed village when it is painted in silver and blue and black. Still, Ivy shivers at the sight, then curses; she will not show weakness, not when Nightmare is watching.

Nine
She hasn't even touched him properly yet - she's only undone the buckles holding his armor together - but already his breathing has grown shallow. "You are positively adorable," Ivy coos, and oh, even his angry blush is perfect, a rosy splash of red across smooth, cream-white cheeks. "How old are you, anyway?"

"Si-sixteen," Siegfried stammers, wide-eyed.

"Sixteen?" Ivy repeats in disbelief, an unpleasant sensation of wrong rising where desire had been moments before. "Oh, God, no. This is not happening."


yeah, i totally smashed the 'one sentence/one paragraph' requirement on that last one, huh? it needed to be done!

[theplaidsheep.livejournal.com]

ROFLMAO!! Omg i love you, the last one nearly killed me!! XD
Yes! you are right, it had to be done. I'm just so glad I picked 'nine'...

Ah, I do love the bashful Siegfried you've brought out for me here. There seems to be running theme of him 'watching' Ivy, which I like. And also 'watching' in general. I very much like the sentence for the Moon prompt, how the light affects the scene, the contrast and affect. Quite lovely.

Thankyou!! XD

[terabient]

i had such a hard time writing anything at first, but it got much easier as i went on. i'm glad you enjoyed them.

re: nine - i haven't read too much Ivy/Siegfried, and none of them ever address the age issue - understandable, i guess, since it's not really mentioned in the game.

which is disappointing, for me - i have a horrible older woman/younger man kink. .__.

on this, at least, SC: Legends delivers. XD