winter: (rebel - holy sinner)
Beth Winter ([personal profile] winter) wrote2006-06-28 09:41 pm
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Meme!

The 'Write me a sentance' meme.
Every person who reads this must write a single sentence fic that reflects one of my interests (look on the profile page if unsure). Comment with it here, and then post this in your own journal so that others may sentence-fic you. After 1 week, rearrange the sentances to make paragraph!fic.

- from [livejournal.com profile] arabwel
ext_2023: (bookxme OTP)

more than one sentence, sorry

[identity profile] etrangere.livejournal.com 2006-06-28 08:06 pm (UTC)(link)

"Have you ever had that dream", she said, "about the Library with all the books you've always wanted to read, but never could find ? Well I was there yesterday, and I spent all my night reading Zelazny's 'Mandor serie'. If only I could remember it."

"Funny." He said. "Last night, I was dreaming about writing that."
ext_51796: (write_flapper)

[identity profile] reynardine.livejournal.com 2006-06-28 08:43 pm (UTC)(link)
The walls of Buda chafed at his spirit, but he saw a chance to fly when the fair-haired Raven King sent a summons to offer him back his homeland--if he drove out the Turks, of course.

[identity profile] temve.livejournal.com 2006-06-28 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
From his point of view, from where he was crouching on the floor, half-crushed into one corner of the bare room, it really didn't matter what it was that was being pressed against his throat; generally, this far into the game, he had come to equate the erotic lure of a gun with that of a hard cock.

gunkink, because that sounded so unusual.

[identity profile] sinisterf.livejournal.com 2006-06-28 09:03 pm (UTC)(link)
The dark fae coalesced around Gerard’s tall, slender frame, caressing his body as if it had a mind of its own, and for a moment—a very short moment, Damien could almost understand Senzei’s desire to become one with the currents.

ext_48465: (integral)

[identity profile] sukeban.livejournal.com 2006-06-28 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
The midday sun was beginning to melt the asphalt, but the little tortoise plodded along the road, oblivious to the hail of bullets flying over and the occasional spent casing bouncing off its shell.

Awwww wasn't the tortoise cute?? ^____^

[identity profile] rabidfangurl.livejournal.com 2006-06-28 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Anakin had chosen dark leather for his tabard because it hid bloodstains better than other fabric or color.

[identity profile] arabwel.livejournal.com 2006-06-28 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
There's blind agents, and then there's blind agents; Sands was neither, for he might have had big honkin' pits where his eyes should be, but he would never again be no one's man.